The devil attacks me every day

In the huge stone cave exuding golden-red light, two people sat facing each other under the white bones.

Zhuang Nanhai sat opposite Meng Qi'an, a golden-red halo hung from the palm of one, and a khaki-yellow halo hung from the palm of the other.

The sand kept flowing down, and the two closed their eyes, sinking their minds into the halo of the palms of their hands.

Meng Qi'an seemed to have fallen into a deep and deep dream.

He couldn't hear the sounds around him, couldn't feel everything around him, he fell into the phantom brought by the halo in his palm, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

He saw the golden-red phoenix soaring in the sky, saw a golden dragon hovering over the phoenix, saw them transformed into a man and a woman standing on the top of the long stairs, and saw all the people kneeling down, humble and pious.

Zhuang Nanhai also fell into a real and terrifying dream.

He saw the land as far as the eye could see, crimson with blood;

See countless skulls and piles of debris;

See densely packed vengeful spirits floating in the air;

I saw a person who looked similar to him, holding up a monstrous flame, invincible.

Then he seemed to hear something, not from a dream, but from an empty, long tunnel.

Da, da, da, is the sound of heavy footsteps.

Half of the mind in the dream wanted to continue walking down, but the other half was struggling to get out. The footsteps were getting closer, but he was dragged into the endless abyss by the dream, unable to open his eyes.

The footsteps stopped.

Zhuang Nanhai felt someone stop in front of him, and the rustling of the clothes, the person squatted down.

A pair of cold hands pressed between his brows, caressing, lingering.With a few clicks, an invisible black mist drilled into his mind bit by bit from between his brows, causing pain, pulling, and disrupting his immersed dream.

--who is it!

—Who is here!

Zhuang Nanhai couldn't open his eyes, he couldn't feel who the person in front of him was, the picture in the dream suddenly turned into a deep cave where the ancient dragon was dying with bruises all over his body, and his soul was being torn and plundered.

He saw a vague and ethereal white figure standing in the cave.He seemed to be holding something in his hand, and the torn spirit couldn't help but flew into the man's hand.

The dying Gu Long was still struggling.

It didn't want to surrender, didn't want to fall into the hands of others, and rushed to the man in white with all its strength, and the remaining half broke and fled, rushing into the long corridor ahead.

Blood pooled into a river, constantly falling from the toes of struggling people, tick-tock, non-stop

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Fear of death and resentment for unjust death caused endless resentment to develop inside and outside the bodies of people who had not yet died. The remnants of the magic dragon plunged into the forest of corpses to escape, and were inevitably contaminated with the original magic energy. Be a little mottled.

The dragon thought he had escaped.

But the desire to kill made his soul more and more manic and dirty.

Depravity and tyranny led him to enlighten thousands of monsters in the world, and a clan of demons rose up.

He saw endless monsters behind the dragon;

Seeing that the Taoist cultivators and demons in the world have started a war that lasted for tens of hundreds of years;

See the whole continent divided into five pieces in this war;

The Five Elements Sea was forced to divide several continents.

Finally, one day, the magic dragon finally passed away, and there were no more monsters in the world, only demons and ghosts.

Only the magic dragon knows that its ray of soul essence is attached to a mortal passing by by chance. It lives and dies with the mortal, and then absorbs the most pure soul of the mortal at the moment of the death of the mortal. Power, possessing the body of the next mortal.

Reincarnated again and again, it is constantly looking for a carrier that can regenerate him, a perfect body.

Then it met a child.

A child who exudes aura while still in the mother's womb.

This child is the only perfect carrier that the magic dragon has encountered for thousands of years. He is pure and powerful enough to support the rebirth of the magic dragon, so he immediately broke into the child's body and wanted to occupy his body.

The dragon will never forget the endless aura that the unborn child burst out when the soul was attacked.

It was a kind of aura that was hot enough to make the dragon retreat, and the remnant soul was burned, unable to occupy the body for the time being, and could only fall into a deep sleep with the pain.

When the dragon woke up again, the child had already been born.In order to fight another evil soul that broke into the body, this spirit body actually produced a pair of fairy bones, which trapped the spirit of the dragon.

On one side is the spirit of the demon dragon who wants to break out of the shackles.

On the one hand is the powerful coercion of the natural supreme.

As the child grows up, he bears more and more attacks from another soul in his body.

This is a terrible thing, but the child's cultivation base is getting higher and higher in this kind of confrontation, and his soul and body are getting stronger and stronger.So that later, with the help of the child's master, he temporarily used the pattern as a seal to suppress another soul in his body to sleep.

That child is Zhuang Qing.

Born with immortal bones, he has two souls in his body.

Zhuang Nanhai finally learned from countless pictures that Zhuang Qing was a carrier found by the dragon after it escaped, a container for it to grow up slowly.

If the magic dragon wants to be reborn, it must have a powerful carrier, which 'nurtures' Zhuang Qing's perfect body, waiting for the best time to seize this body.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Qing gave up his life for a young man who was dying, and threw himself into the lava hell, where he was wiped out in ashes.

Burn and silence.

Dormancy and awakening.

A hundred years later, the magic dragon recreated a new carrier, erased all his memories, dropped countless baits, and guided him along the way.

The screen disappears.

The black mist soaked into the soul body drilled all the way down, just like the magic dragon did to Zhuang Qing, prying open Zhuang Nanhai's soul bit by bit, trying to seize this new body.

Another person who wants to take him away!

Zhuang Nanhai's forehead started to pop.

The resistance to the invasion and worries about Meng Qi's safety piled up.

He cannot, and will never allow others to touch his body!

Just now that half of the mind withdrew little by little from the drifting dream, gathered into a huge hammer and kept beating on this sudden dream.Once, again, the edge of the dream was knocked and trembled until it broke, and then turned into a little dust and dissipated.

Zhuang Nanhai finally broke through the shackles of the dream, and the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes!

"Scared!" He was covered in cold sweat, and his eyes were blank for a moment.

After a while, the surrounding golden and red light fell on the person squatting in front of him.

He was dressed in black, with a handsome, pale face.That head of hair, which was always as weird as flowing water, has turned into distinct filaments, no different from real people.

Seeing Zhuang Nanhai waking up, he subconsciously said, "Master."

Zhuang Nanhai frowned, the puzzlement and shock on his face were obvious: "Hei Ya?"

Hei Ya who stayed in Huanyunzong to protect Meng Qi'an, Hei Ya who disappeared for no reason, and tried to take away this body and invade his soul?

No more words needed.

When the two look at each other, they can see all intentions in each other's eyes.

What's more, the two have always been able to perceive each other's deepest thoughts.

"Who am I?" Zhuang Nanhai looked at Hei Ya, but the scene when he saw it for the first time appeared in his mind.

The black and ugly monster in Liufeng Ghost Realm, a follower who called his master when he first met, a friend who understood his mind and helped him solve problems.

But now, the two are against each other, endlessly.

"It's the master." Hei Ya replied without hesitation.

"Even so, are you going to do it?"

"Even so." Hei Ya's eyes were extremely pure, filled with firm belief, "I will do the same."

Zhuang Nanhai slowly tightened his fists.

The nails on the palms were not sharp, but there was a trace of pain for no reason.

That trace of pain flowed from the palm to the heart, as if a lump of flesh had been dug out from the inside, hollow and painful.

"Why?" he asked.

Hei Ya smiled, with a cheerful smile on his face: "Only by doing this, can I truly become one with the master.

"I've thought of a lot of things recently, about me, and about you, Master. I used to seem to exist... as a part of the dragon.

"I saw all the people kneeling in front of me devoutly worshiping, I saw the humiliated monks pointing at my nose and scolding me, and I saw countless romantic affairs, which disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"I used to be a small existence, one body with the dragon. But my existence was too small. When it left, it didn't take me away.

"I fell into a deep sleep and waited for the other half of my body for a long, long time, so long that I can't remember...until you, Master, woke me up again.

"I know that my mission is to remember all of this and reintegrate with you. I am very happy to be with Master during this time, but I want to embrace your soul, Master.

"Look at me, don't deny me, Master."

Zhuang Nanhai was silent.

The black bud in front of me is the same as the previous black bud, but very different.He has the same coercion as himself, evenly matched abilities, and even a complete and independent soul.

Zhuang Nanhai didn't know what happened when he disappeared.

All he knew was that right now, there would only be one person left between him and Hei Ya.

As soon as such a decision came to his mind, a thick black mist turned into a spear and stabbed at Zhuang Nanhai directly!No matter the two have the same mind, their moves are also very similar. Hei Teng found that he could barely block the spear, and then it shattered with a bang.

The spear was also shattered inch by inch.

The majestic magic power in Hei Ya's body is comparable to that of Zhuang Nanhai. I don't know who he received advice or favor from, and disappearing in just a few days is like changing a different person!

It seemed that the same power as Zhuang Nanhai was circulating in his body, fused with the energy of the five elements.

Zhuang Nanhai narrowed his eyes.

If so, things get a lot trickier.

"Master, don't reject me." Hei Ya's eyes were still extremely sincere, "We should blend together."

A new black vine was reborn from the right palm, and then melted like water and stuck to Zhuang Nanhai's body surface.A thin layer of armor emerged from the black clothes, and the streamer flashed, and the armor was thinned into scales, glowing coldly.

"That's your choice, not mine."

The only advantage of knowing what moves the opponent will make is that you don't need to think about so many tricks.

Zhuang Nanhai clenched his fists loudly: "In that case, let's have a good fight!"

The author has something to say: I wrote the play all afternoon, but it turned out to be a mess, so I deleted it all...

In a word: win the battle.

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