A wave of past life harems are coming

Two servants dragged Lu Qing to the edge of the cliff, just as they were about to carry out the Patriarch's order.Lu Feng who had already retreated to the entrance of the cave suddenly said, "Slow down."

Lu Feng stared at Lu Qing with his eyes hooked, and saw his hasty pale voice echoing strangely in the cave: "It is recorded in the Taoist scriptures that even a Mahayana cultivator will die under the heavy fire. Even if his blood is sacrificed, I am afraid that the heavy fire will not be extinguished. Is it only by invoking the imprint of the Patriarch's soul that the artifact can recognize its owner and appear in the world on its own?"

The two servants held Lu Qing in a dilemma, not knowing what to do next.But they didn't notice that when Lu Qing moved his fingers, Yin Hong's blood trickled down Lu Qing's wound to the ground, forming a puddle of water.The blood was controlled by an invisible and delicate force, spreading to the feet of the servants, and condensed into smooth thin ice in an instant.Lu Qing suddenly jumped up, exhausted all his strength, and pierced the shackles on the two servants.The two servants swung with one step, and both fell into the abyss.In the void, the flames of the Darkness Flame soared, the dark green flames licked the frightened face, and the body churning in mid-air turned into charcoal at a speed visible to the eyes, and then peeled off to reveal the white bones.The tongue of flame rolled past, and there was nothing left in the void.The magnificent and seductive flames gradually subsided, and turned into sparks that were originally small and wandering under the cliff.Looking from a distance, it looks like a little firefly, very quiet and beautiful.

Feeling dizzy from blood loss, Lu Qing took half a step back and almost stopped, and the gravel rolled down one after another into the abyss behind his heels.

"Don't!" Lu Feng stepped down to the wind and ran to the cliff.As if worried about Lu Qing's other drastic actions, Lu Feng stopped three feet away from the edge of the cliff.

Lu Feng tried his best to adjust his facial expression, trying to show a kind smile: "Lu Qing, come to the uncle of the clan. The uncle of the clan was confused and wanted to scare you, so he brought you here..."

Lu Qing sneered and said, "I never accept other people's mercy, even death." After speaking, Lu Qing withdrew his strength and fell backward under the weight of the iron chain.

Heavy iron chains bound his hands and feet, and the airflow rushing from the bottom of the cave whistled past his ears.The Chongminghuo scattered in the air sensed Lu Qing's existence, and transformed into a magnificent and unspeakable flame to wrap around Lu Qing's body.

The Naxu Ring in his hand emitted a weak radiance covering his whole body, struggling to resist the engulfing of the heavy fire.Lu Feng's angry roar came from the cliff and echoed in the cave for a long time.

The green flames were so cold that within a short while, the iron chains turned into molten iron and floated in the air.The flames wiped out the soft light created by the Naxu Jie inch by inch, and began to erode the skin.The cold flame climbed to the skin, bringing severe pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.At this time, Lu Qing felt a mark written in complex runes clearly emerge in the sea of ​​consciousness.As if echoing the imprint, there were bursts of dragon chant at the bottom of the abyss, and rays of light shone across the sun and the moon, sprang out from the bottom of the abyss, and entered between Lu Qing's eyebrows.There was a sharp pain between the eyebrows, and something was branded on the forehead with the temperature of the charcoal fire.The heavy fire that had been eroding the body had increased in temperature, enveloping the body softly like a mist.

Lu Qing opened his eyes, and in front of him was a dark and boundless space.

There were many black shadows around, all shaking and rustling, surrounding Lu Qing.He snickered.

Someone else is coming...

Lu Qing looked around, who?who is where

The darkness faded, and the midday sun shone, and the greenery was full.

The young Lu Qing was held in the arms of the woman in purple.Lu Qing stretched out his hand and played with the hairpin in her hair.The woman in purple smiled helplessly, took the chain from her hair and put it in Lu Qing's hands.Lu Qing played with it for a while, then lost interest in the new toy.Lu Qing pursed his lips unhappily.The woman winked at Lu Qing playfully, then tugged at Lu Qing's cheek: "What's the matter?"

Lu Qing's eyes moved from the red makeup on the brows of the purple-clothed man to a pair of pure purple eyes. Lu Qing thought about the name of the purple-clothed man for a long time, but finally gave up on this matter.Lu Qing pointed to his eyes and asked, "Why aren't my eyes purple?"

The screen jumps, and the moonlight is like frost in a blink of an eye, and the dim candlelight is printed on the window paper.The shining sword tip protruded from the chest of the man in purple, and the man in purple fell to the ground.A warm liquid splashed into Lu Qing's eyes, and Lu Qing shivered and hid under the bed, watching in horror as the monk holding the sword calmly fixed iron nails into the purple-clothed man's body one after another.

The man in purple was lying in a pool of blood, his brows still shining brightly.She lazily said: "Lu Youyi, you should be very clear that you can't kill me."

The ground is covered in blood here, but the monk called Lu Youyi has clean clothes and no dust on his body.Lu Youyi said calmly: "So, I will seal you under the Great Prison of the West Pole Mountains and Seas forever."

"No..." Lu Qing crawled out from under the bed and threw himself into the arms of the man in purple, tears dripping down the man's face. "No, I don't want to never see you again..."

Lu Youyi raised her sword and pointed at Lu Qing, "This child is a mistake..."

The woman in purple smiled lightly, and said silently to Lu Qing, "Run."

Lu Qing finally remembered her address, and cried out, "Mother!"

The screen was shattered, and the surroundings returned to darkness.

The surrounding black shadows let out overlapping laughs.

hate it?

hate it?

Hate yourself for being incompetent?

Hate the ruthlessness of others?

Hate the injustice of heaven?

"hatred."

The body that was eroded by the heavy fire began to recover, and the flesh and blood on the bones grew and bonded again. After the healing, the hands were no longer rough and thin as before, and under the reflection of the dark green flames, they glowed like beautiful jade. .

"How can you not hate it?"

Lu Qing's eyes glowed a clear purple with the pupil as the center, gradually turning into a clear purple like ripples outward.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs."

The ghost fire in the cave swept the entire cave like a sea tide, surging out from the entrance of the cave.Lu Feng, who couldn't escape on the cliff, was quickly engulfed in flames.Lu Feng felt that the flame penetrated into every inch of his body, like an extremely small knife, scraping off the flesh and blood inch by inch.While howling in agony, Lu Feng saw a figure lifted from the bottom of the abyss by the flames, and his feet fell to the cliff.

Where he landed, a rootless fire rose from the rock, like a flower in full bloom, and instantly stretched into a brilliant sea of ​​light.

The heavy fire burned into the chest, and the flesh and blood exploded from the inside.The last glimpse of Lu Feng's figure, with black hair like satin, long eyebrows and purple eyes, is as leisurely as enjoying the moon in a garden, step by step out of the cave that is about to collapse

Daozong, the peak of Taoism and punishment.

The sea of ​​clouds is constantly churning, and the white mist echoes among the green forests and cypresses.The silver waterfall pours from a high altitude into the pool below, and the sound rumbles like ten thousand horses galloping.Bai Yi, who was sitting quietly under the pool, suddenly opened his eyes.The ruthless eyes are like mirrors, reflecting the purple lightning flashing on and off in the southwest sky.

Daozong, ask Tianfeng.

In the center of the hall of the academy is a huge model of the trend of mountains and rivers, which completely constructs the entire East Pole landform.Qi Zi sat on the lecture, watching the disciples below to deduce the general situation with the four images and eight trigrams.

Qi Zi's hand shaking the fan suddenly stopped.

In the direction of Xuzhou, a counting chip at the top of the mountain and river map suddenly fell off.Then the entire mountain and river trend chart began to tremble slightly.

The school disciples looked up one after another, and the sound of surprise and confusion slowly sounded.

Qi Zi said in a low voice: "The vision of the universe, everything is dying. The flames of the underworld rise, and the demons appear in the world"