The beginning of the catastrophe

【Chapter [-]】

The gurgling sound of running water is hidden between the shades, the gaps are impervious to light, and the overgrown is barren. The sticky mud under the feet splashes unknown flying insects, and the colorful snakes slough quietly, silently showing what is meant by throat sealing.

The green snake tail swirls across the lake covered with Huating grass, cutting a straight blood path, the tail is a little smoother than stone moss, and the wiped extremely clean scales, each one seems to have drank blood knife.She glides very smoothly, even flying.But such an arrogant gait was soon forced to stop, seven inches of her body was pinched in a hand carved like jade, and the devilish energy leaked out, forcing her to meet her in her original body.The woman's voiceless voice played suddenly was like an ecstasy, "What did you do to that seal?"

The vitals of the snake are in the hands of others, but Qing Ji's charming and bright eyebrows are not wrinkled at all, Xinzi spits out, "What is His Highness Shaowan doing? The Lord is helping you."

The person hiding behind the thick fog didn't answer, and couldn't see his face clearly, only his gaze piercing through the black fog was extremely cold.

In the distance, the sudden evil thoughts were about to move, and there were inaudible screams. Every sound that fell into Shaowan's ears contained the desire and greed to devour.

……

When the body speed is accelerated to the extreme, the breeze passing by the ears is like the sand that has just risen from the bottom of the sea, with the roughness of cutting iron like mud, piercing the face, the palms, and the bones of the heart.

The many heavenly generals who were temporarily transferred did not know the meaning of the sudden rush, and even the location of the Eastern Emperor Bell was a mystery to most gods.However, Lian Song's soldiers and horses were not dead bodies, and they were called out under the chaos of the war, which is also called killing.The dark cloud head and several generals, all the way silent.Perhaps apart from the rules, it was also because the faces of the three people in front were uglier than the other.Under the bang of the sky prison, no one who knew who was inside was still in a peaceful mood.

Mo Yuan's palms were still stained with a few dried blood stains, and his chest was aching, which was caused by the backlash from Yu Gui Lizhen when he broke the seal.It's just that he didn't care about healing his wounds, and he didn't care about the chaos that had been entrenched in his heart for several days.

The monster race is in chaos, the underworld is closed, and the ghost breaks through the prison to break into the Eastern Emperor Bell. It is Qing Cang who wants to save.The gathering of three clans is so similar to 7 years ago, Gui Li, is it really going to shake up the position of the clan?However, the Emperor of Heaven is still there, and the power of the Heavenly Dao cycle has been solidified, so how could Ghost Li be in turmoil?

He was thinking about this in his heart, but he couldn't suppress another part of his heart.

The dense fog that day was so thick that he couldn't see the familiar figure clearly.But he saw the pair of phoenix eyes, and also sensed an inaudible devilish energy between the fingers.It was the faintest devilish energy, blowing one strand at a time, it couldn't even hurt half of his hair, but at that moment, it was like a torrent that suddenly burst the embankment, like a piercing needle, screaming and flying to the sky. Tens of thousands of years ago, the sky was rained with blood.

Flesh is mud, bones are roads, blood is rivers, lightning strikes the heavens, clouds roll, hurricanes peel skins, and rains chop souls.Every day is dark, dark without light.The woman he loved chose her race with an unattainable figure; the mother god embraced him lovingly, and resolutely sent him out of the battlefield; the father god completed the protection of the nine heavens and the nine earths with a majestic posture , Passed away generously.

He is used to seeing demons, even after tens of thousands of years, he is not surprised that the breath of demons still exists.Although the demons are locked outside the territory, there are always people who escape.The remaining demons that slipped through the net became demons with their tails between their legs, or were assimilated and eliminated by spiritual energy.

The pure demon energy he felt that day belonged to a phoenix, a demon phoenix.

Everyone knows that Zheyan is the earliest phoenix in the world.Say early first, since it is early, then there must be something else.Many gods only know the phoenix, but they don't know that the phoenix is ​​the male and the phoenix is ​​the female.Where there is yang in the world, there must be a place of yin in contrast.Pan Gu opened up the world, turned his body into mountains and rivers after his death, and gave birth to Shaowan with a single movement of his obsession.That Shaowan was the first phoenix in the world, born in Zhangwei Mountain where God Pangu fell to the ground when he died.

Born of self-recognition, a natural demon, and the gods, will never die.

Demons are immortal.This immortality is due to gods, immortals, demons, and humans.

Love, hate, lust, everything is a nutrient for him to devour.How will the demon clan, which lives by the thoughts of all beings, be cut off and how will it perish?The dharma image on the lotus seat still has the worry of six unclean roots, not to mention outside the Buddhist gate, every step is full of human hearts.As long as there is still one person in this world who can't get rid of the emotions and desires, and can't get rid of the eight sufferings of the world of mortals, the endless layers of demons in the demon realm will stay dormant forever, sink into sleep, never see the sun but live forever.

The Xuanyuan Sword sealed in Mo Yuan's palm flickered for a moment and then dimmed. He stood there with a deep purple, black hair on his forehead could not cover the clarity of his eyes, deep in his eyes were swords, lights and swords, and his gossip was chaotic.

It's a fluke, or he may be wrong in his perception, the breath is too weak, and it disappears too fast, it is impossible for anyone from any side.He faintly didn't want to think about it, if what happened that day was really... so what?

The demon clan has been sealed for more than tens of thousands of years. If it is as he guessed, there must be something wrong with the magic seal.Mofeng is the Emperor of the East, created by the Mother Goddess.If the demons escape from the magic seal, it will not be a day's effort.If he is good at controlling people's hearts, will he infiltrate elsewhere?Is this matter related to the ghost race?The magic seal is no different than other places, it is related to the whole six worlds.And Shaowan is the ancestor of the demon clan, the daughter raised by the demon, and the supreme young master of the demon clan. What does her awakening and even reappearance reveal?

Perhaps his exhaled breath was too cold, Bai Qian hesitated for a while, took hold of the heavy purple sleeve embroidered with cloud patterns, and wiped off the dirt for him, "Master".

Mo Yuan was awakened by the gentle words, and subconsciously held the soft side with his backhand, only to see the slightly curled top of his hair.After another flash, Bai Qian's raised eyes were indescribably peaceful and peaceful, no longer the cunning that was brought into the Kunlun Ruins back then.The plain skirt hangs down to the ground, peerless elegance.Mo Yuan's heart was as soft as water, and all the chaotic thoughts faded away in an instant.

Now what he wants to protect, what he wants to protect, is by his side.He is Mo Yuan, the number one god of war in ancient times, who can break through thousands of demonic barriers with a Xuanyuan sword, and can animate gods and Buddhas with a bunch of purple flowers.No one can move the person he wants to protect.

Bai Qian had heard of Shaowan. When she was young and ignorant, she only knew about God Yaoguang's admiration for Mo Yuan, but later she vaguely heard about Shaowan.

That is the name that survived the time of being buried, the name that was washed away by the blood and bones, and the name that stands under the dazzling soul.

But this is not important, what is important is that it was the name of the first person Mo Yuan fell in love with when he was young.A prodigal son of a father and a god, and the ancestor of the demon clan, it fits perfectly in the storybook where good and evil fall in love and want to kill each other.Put it on the storyteller, it must be a very wonderful and good story.

Bai Qian was so melancholy that he didn't even know that his tail was unconsciously dragging on the ground. Mo Yuan, adhering to the principle that a good husband should be calm, quickly pulled out the corner of his sleeve that was about to be covered in fox fur from her hand.The cloud on the white tail was carefully picked out, and Bai Qian was pulled to a broad chest before she felt itchy, and the Kunlun fan in her arms was rejoiced by sensing the breath of the original owner, when she heard the next sentence But she was stunned again, "When I was the most naive, I thought about it many times, take her away, marry her as a wife, protect her eyes, and live forever."

Bai Qian was stunned for a moment, not quite sure how to react when her fiancé talked about the depth of her old love. When she realized later that she was acting like a sister-in-law in the past, the warmth on her forehead instantly disturbed her. next step.Mo Yuan sighed, gave up Wanzhuan, let go of the tail in his hand and held her shoulder instead, smiled slightly, "Qianqian, the peach blossoms in Qingqiu are in bloom, when I go back here, I'll take you to see the fox king." How are you?"

Bai Qian was fascinated by this astonishing smile for a moment, and only then remembered that in this season, how could there be peach blossoms in Qingqiu?

Mo Yuan smiled and said nothing to her question.Lian Song curled his lips: Mo Yuan wanted Qingqiu to have peach blossoms, but would Qingqiu dare not to have peach blossoms?

Chengyu is not here, this silver dragon can't see that major events such as marriage happened next to him, and after being injured in Tianlao, he was hit hard at Yangcuo, his heart is desolate at this moment, and he can't see it. The two are used to love and concubine.The wounds on his body are already healed, his face is sinking like water, and even his words seem to be pulled out of his chest, with the malice of destroying other people's relationship, "How could the seal you personally made be so easy?" Broken? In Wujian, didn't you say that Ghost Li didn't know? Lord Mo Yuan, should you give me a reasonable explanation?"

When it comes to this, Mo Yuan's surprise and doubt are not much lighter than his.Lianqi's sealing technique is by no means as good as his, let alone performing the technique with a seriously injured body?It is unreasonable that Lianqi's seal can overwhelm his seal.But the broken bricks and rubble of the prison clearly reveal a cruel fact: the seal he, Mo Yuan, the eldest son of the mother god, was forcibly broken by the son of Lian Qi, who was barely regarded as his senior sister. up.

Zhu Xian Nuan Pavilion, the wood grain imprinted on the inner window becomes vivid in the palm of the hand.Mo Yuan shook his head and was speechless, thinking that Ye Hua should blame him, the almost lawless ghost king, for concealing even his innocent face with a hint of helplessness.

Mo Yuan thought about it and decided not to explain this matter.It would be a lie to say that he was unaware, half of the divine power came from Gui Li's self-operation in a coma when it was sealed.He originally thought it was caused by Lian Qi's remaining power protecting the Lord, and afterward he felt tempted, but was deceived by Gui Li's pretending to be dazed. Made a plan.Furthermore, even with Ghost Li's own strength, breaking the seal was half as easy as usual, but in just a few breaths, he could still successfully break the seal against Ye Hua Lian Song.

This talent...

"Could it be that both parents are formation masters, so the children born will naturally inherit?"

Lian Song couldn't hear clearly,

"what?"

Mo Yuan shook his head, suddenly turned his face to look at Lian Song seriously.Lian Song couldn't figure it out, so he thought cleverly, "What's wrong? What did you think of?"

Mo Yuan pondered for a while, carefully choosing his words,

"I'm thinking, after Gui Li is captured by Ye Hua, if I go to tell Ye Hua to accept his wife as an apprentice, do you think he will agree?"

"..."

Lian Song sneered, and glanced at Mo Yuan's little Shiqi, who was promoted from a disciple to a lady, and saw that the long white eyelashes were facing the cloud, and the side face looked safe and well-behaved.Mo Yuan gave up this idea with a sigh.

Unreliable thoughts flashed along with the mountains on both sides, and the three of them knew that the other's heart was not as easy as words.

Lian Qi is inferior to him in formation technique, Gui Li shouldn't be able to break his seal.

What went wrong?

……

Donghuang Bell is a thing for cultivating gods, it is a place of extreme heat and cold, and the five elements and six qi can cover up the breath of the gods.

Ye Hua has always been extremely patient with Gui Li, probably because of the habit of children when they were young, this patience has continued for hundreds of years.If you go too far, it's just a light glance.In addition to warnings, there is often indulgence.Mo Yuan's lawlessness is useful in some respects.Ye Hua was not a person who talked more than he did, and it was probably difficult to find words to say at this time, so he turned into anger.

The direct recipient of the anger is naturally the culprit.

The Eastern Emperor Bell is a sacred object, it comes out of the aura of heaven and earth, beautiful and exquisite atmosphere, etc. Not to mention, one step out of the heavenly palace and directly to Ruoshui is also a very research-intensive magical technique, which is rare for anyone who has the opportunity to experience it on weekdays Are you trying your best to experience it?But Yehua has the bearing of a prince of the heavenly clan, he doesn't even care that this is the spiritual weapon of an old god, and he is devoted to being the one in his arms.That's why after Gui Li fell into it, he couldn't experience the universe inside the Donghuang Bell immediately, but he could only feel the pain from the tip of his tongue and the burning circle around his wrist.

Ye Hua is worthy of being the top of the dragon clan in all aspects.

Qing Cang probably never imagined that seeing Ghost Li for the first time would be such an embarrassing situation.But he has been imprisoned for 7 years, and his self-cultivation is not bad now, but he waited quietly and didn't say a word.

The red light has dissipated for a long time, and the whole body has been extremely hot and extremely cold several times.Ye Hua breathed out a long breath, the fishy sweetness stained his lips and tongue, he finally let go, a pair of obscure pupils were painted with ink, and they were closed for a moment, which was daunting.

"You knew it when you woke up, didn't you?"

Hearing this, Gui Li wanted to pull up the corners of his lips but gave up because it hurt too much. His eyes fell on Ye Hua's fingers, where there were a few pieces of hair that were torn off during the entanglement between the two of them just now, and they were reddish. dark color.He recalled inappropriately when he passed by a church ceremony when he was in the world, and he recited the words that were soft to his heart, "Tie the red rope, and carry the white head forever".

He wanted to laugh, but couldn't.Yehua, the immortal, should be the one who is most able to stand by and retreat, and when the time comes when he cannot stand by, he should be the most decisive and unambiguous one.During those 300 years of ignorance, the cold and dignified Crown Prince of the Celestial Clan he had heard about was indeed like this.

The person on the opposite side who clearly guessed everything, but still needs to be sure of himself, is a different person.

The Hall of Ten Kings of the Underworld is a member of the ghost clan. Even if Ye Hua can't hide it from the King of the Wheel, he will save the twelve days and send him to reincarnation, let alone sharing the same bed every day. Did you hide it from this person?

White head, how worthy of white head.

【Gui Ling came back from the Yaozu that day, and only when he came back did he know that Gui Li had left with Ye Hua.He couldn't figure out Gui Li's situation, so he didn't dare to act rashly, most of the anger towards Yan Hui was caused by anxiety.

They have waited too long.

They don't know how long it will take, and they don't know whether what they think is hopeless forever.

After the great joy, the ups and downs, the exhaustion of mind and body continued until he suddenly noticed a silent and mysterious figure in the dark place in the house.If the person who came here had any ill intentions, he would be a dead spider at this moment.The clothes behind Gui Ling were wet, he tensed up, and the first thing he did after seeing the man clearly was to throw a teacup at him.

The crisp cracking sound was mixed with a roar, which almost knocked down an enamel bottle again, "You still know how to come back?!"

Ghost Li let the shards pass by the toe of his shoe, not like in the past, just stood quietly by the door, his eyes were indifferent, his whole body was blood-stained soap color, and the half-drooped eyelashes did not affect his coldness and lifelessness at all. .

He is like a puppet, a godless and hostile puppet, trapped in the body that traps him, exhausting all his strength to control the coldness in his heart that has nowhere to vent.

Only then did Gui Ling realize something was wrong, restrained his anger,

"what happened?"

Gui Li raised his head and smiled at him, that smile was extremely pale.The dark Soul Eater suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and there was no trace of brilliance on the body of the stick, as if it was just an ordinary fire stick.Gui Ling felt uneasy for no reason, and he heard the cold words from the opposite person, like thunder on the ground, exploded in his mind instantly, "Uncle Ling, does Qingcang want me to be the ghost king, or, the ghost emperor? "

The space seemed to be frozen at this moment, Gui Ling had the illusion that he was going to hear wrong at that moment, and was at a loss for a while, the expression on his face was too late to figure out what to do, it was almost ridiculous.But the four words he blurted out seemed to have been practiced thousands of times, "You know."

Gui Li's well-articulated hand caressed the body of the Soul Eater, his voice was cold and waveless,

"The queen of Zhuxian Terrace put all her efforts into rescue, and the ghost king sect spared no effort to support it. For ten thousand years, no one has been directly promoted from a mortal body to a fairy body, and I have been cultivating gods for thousands of years, but it is just six heavenly thunders."

Gui Ling listened to his sentence and was shocked, but it was not as good as his last sentence,

"You have been telling me about the events of the year, and I have an eight-point guess, but the last two points..."

Gui Li stopped his mouth, and a ghost lotus condensed out of his palm, which was translucent and beautiful, and Gui Ling's shocked face was printed on it, accompanied by a deep voice, "After the ghost lotus is formed, the ghost emperor will have a son, right?"

The person whose mind was taken away by his palm flower forgot to answer.Ghost Li no longer needs his affirmation.Gui Ling stared at the beautiful ghost lotus in his palm. For a moment, he suddenly knelt down and wept with joy, "Ghost Clan Gui Ling congratulates His Royal Highness for waking up! The Ghost Clan has been waiting for you to wake up for 2 years!"

2 years?

Gui Li's face remained unchanged, and his heart seemed to be filled with a cold bitterness. After a while, he said in a low voice, "Tell me, is Qing Cang related to Ye Hua's calamity in the lower realm?"

Gui Ling looked up, seeing that his face was pale, and he pursed his lips in silence.

Ghostly shouted,

"Say!"

Gui Ling let out a dark sigh and opened his mouth,

"have."】

Gui Li didn't respond to his words, only repeated what he had said to Gui Ling.Ye Hua finished listening in silence, "I forgot, you have always been meticulous about these obvious things, how could you not notice them."

The stinging pain at the corner of Gui Li's mouth was even worse, even his five internal organs were aching.

"It's not that you forgot, it's just..."

"It's just that I always have expectations, but it's just a deception."

The aura in the Eastern Emperor Bell is too squeezed, it is almost as thin as the heart, and it is about to force out the last breath of support. The soles of the feet are cold and then roasted, and the meridians are slowly being cut inch by inch by a dagger, sending out a toothache Zila sound.

The two of them faced each other in silence, Qing Cang listened with relish for a long time, found a gap and said respectfully, "Qing Cang, under the command of the Ghost Emperor, joins His Highness the Prince."

Qing Cang was locked by the condensed aura, unable to move lightly.Gui Li turned around, but Ye Hua took the first step, "Qingcang Guijun is imprisoned in this Donghuang Bell and can still stir up the situation, he is really a hero."

The young man in the black robe who spoke had an indifferent face and stood with his hands behind his back. Even though he described himself as embarrassed because of the passing of Ruo Shui, his demeanor was not damaged at all, and the ice in those black eyes seemed to be able to frostbite the body of a god.Qing Cang didn't quite understand how such a gentle person like Yang Cuo could raise such a son, but he had no doubt that under those seemingly calm words, there was a strong intention to kill him.Compared to praise, Ye Hua would be more willing to turn him into a pile of earth spirits and skewer them on the fire, and roast them for Guili to eat.

When Qing Cang was imprisoned, Ye Hua was still a fairy fetus whose soul was forcibly left and had nowhere to turn.The only side between the two was that time 500 years ago.

Qing Cang stroked his chin and thought that he was the youngest son of the Father God anyway, why did he only follow the polite manners of the Tianzu family?But he was not stupid enough to speak directly. Qingcang 7 years ago was not very impatient with the way the Celestial Clan spoke, and 7 years later, his tolerance did not increase much.Qing Cang didn't really understand what kind of prince Ye Hua was like, but he endured it and never uttered disrespect.

After all, that is the one who is expected to become the ghost queen of his ghost clan in the future, the god king.

Thinking of this, Qing Cang stretched his joints abruptly, and the pieces of spiritual power shook each other with a crisp sound, and said kindly, "Your Highness, the crown prince, has improved further than before. If I think about it now, it will be difficult for me to fight that girl Bai Qian again." Her Majesty was hurt."

He pointed to the accidental injury of Yehua 500 years ago.It can be seen that he is not very good at finding topics, this sentence, not to mention Ye Hua, even Gui Li's expression is obviously a little darker.

Qing Cang coughed dryly, turned his head to look at Gui Li, who was blocked by Ye Hua, and was very pleased, "Your Highness, you are really as smart as the Empress, I thought I would have to wait a long time, but unexpectedly, it will take you only 300 years Already awake."

After 300 years of painstaking efforts, how could he not wake up?

Gui Li had too many thoughts in his mind, at this moment he felt that it didn't matter.He turned his head to look at Ye Hua, and said honestly, "Not to mention two-on-one, I have 7 years of cultivation in me, you can't beat me."

Qingcang didn't get a response, so he sat down cross-legged knowing the current affairs.Although Ye Hua didn't really want to praise Gui Li's honesty, but he didn't really care too much, pointing out his shortcomings in a burst of blood, "You are only over 300 years old."

More than 300 years old, when Ye Hua 7 years old commanded the heavenly soldiers to quell the war, Ghost Li might still be a cocoon.Those [-] years of cultivation were not something he learned every day, Ye Hua and Song were caught off guard in the dungeon, but if they really wanted to fight, Ye Hua and Gui Li were no more than brothers, Ye Hua couldn't beat Gui Li, and Gui Li couldn't beat Gui Li. It may not be able to gain the upper hand.

Silence, from point to surface.

Ye Hua's clothes dripped with drops of water, and after being roasted, a mist rose up, "Ghost Li, you are not a ghost emperor."

If even Gui Xin was defeated by the Emperor of Heaven, how could Gui Li, who even Yehua was not sure of defeating, be able to fight against the ruler of the nine heavens?

Gui Li took a step forward, there was only a distance between the tip of the nose between the two of them, Ye Hua raised half of the arm hanging by his side and then lowered it, muttering, "The heaven and earth are in turmoil, sweeping the six worlds, you move, the three clans Move, the six races will move, and no one can escape."

"The power of heaven cannot be changed arbitrarily. Even the ghosts and demons will end up with another round of conquests, and nothing will be changed."

Gui Li didn't refute a word, his eyes could even be called warm.It seems to be still in Qingyun, it seems to be still in Changhe, it seems to be wandering in thousands of mountains and rivers, it seems to kiss him every night.

Ye Hua stretched out his hand towards him, and said the last sentence,

"Out of this clock, do you really want to be my enemy?"

How long has he been thinking about this sentence?It was so long that he didn't pause for a word, but he still had a slight dumbness and a trace of imperceptible despair.

Ye Hua knows everything clearly, sees everything clearly, but indulges and waits again and again again and again.

But after all, he is, can't turn back, can't turn back.

The bloody smell from Gui Li's throat flooded the entire space between his lips and teeth, and he couldn't utter a word.

Ye Hua waited for a long time, and finally withdrew his hand bit by bit, and the warmth in his eyes cooled down bit by bit.He closed his eyes forcefully, opened them again, there was no more light, and his expression faded, "There are records that Qingcang Ghost Lord was created by the Ghost Emperor according to his own state and the center of the earth, its power is strong, 7 Thousands of years ago, he provoked the High God Mo Yuan and was quickly defeated. He was sealed in the Eastern Emperor Bell when he lost, and it was rumored to be a grand event at one time..."

The words are as correct as reciting, and Gui Li's expression changed slightly. Qing Cang couldn't bear to interrupt him with a cold voice, "It seems that His Royal Highness is not in line with the way of a gentleman to show off the achievements of others."

Ye Hua let out a "huh", stretched his eyebrows, looked at Qing Cang's freely moving figure, and said calmly, "I just think that Qing Cang Guijun seems to have been sealed into the Eastern Emperor Bell on purpose."

It's like being passed by a wishbone with a needle.

Qing Cang's face darkened immediately, but he saw Ye Hua took a step towards him without any haste, and without saying hello, a dragon's might appeared all over his body instantly, and he pressed towards Qing Cang like a mountain pressing down on him.The spiritual power group tightened up under the attack, and there was a loud noise, Qing Cang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and there was a ghostly whistling and Ye Hua's unaffected words mixed with the ringing in his ears, "My lord!" I wanted to ask Ghost Lord, what did you purposely hide in the Eastern Emperor Bell to hide?"

As the emotionless words fell, Gui Li only felt a staggering step, and the spiritual power in the tower set off a huge colorless wave like a torrential river.

The seal of the Eastern Emperor Bell was broken, and Mo Yuan was not its owner, so he was powerless to control it.This ancient artifact that has been hidden at the bottom of Ruoshui for 7 years is finally about to reappear.

……

When Emperor Nanji stepped into the Tongming Palace again, he was surprised to find that the people on the cloud platform had more inexplicable fluctuations than before.

The deep dragon eyes of the Emperor of Heaven are even more elusive than the East China Sea.

A divine weapon like the Eastern Emperor Bell is the most capable thing in the world that can hide the aura of the gods.It couldn't be easier to hide a piece of soul fragments.

He never thought of it.

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