After Bai Yueguang died, I soared

For the first month, the fire remained unchanged. A phoenix with gorgeous tail feathers closed its eyes, accepting the burning in the center of the flame.

Later, the phoenix shape was burned, and the figure gradually blurred, and finally scattered into a golden-red irregular light-this process took about a year.

After that, the fire got smaller day by day, and the golden-red light at the core also kept shrinking.

Mangu's spiritual energy was not used by anyone, it was burned out, and slowly convoluted and flooded.

Xiao Tian no longer squatted aside, but sat cross-legged in mid-air, holding his chin and guarding the weakening fire, with expressions of appreciation and love in his eyes.

When the fire was so weak that it could no longer be called a fire, Xiaotian adjusted the needle of the Wanshou pen with his hand, and made heavy strokes in the valley with the rough tip of the pen.

Waves appeared at the tip of the pen, and then spread to the entire valley.

"Crunch——" In a burst of tooth-piercing voices, the ring-shaped valley moved slowly.

Peeping the sky revitalized his third arrangement in the valley: moving mountains and forming a large formation!

……

Yang Xihe is playing chess with Ping Shui.

Ping Shui naturally came empty-handed with a dharma image, and Jiu Ming never prepared such things in the Najie.

The two carved a chessboard on the ground. Yang Xihe kneaded the soil into black pieces, and replaced the white pieces with flat water and spiritual vortices.

Yang Xihe has never learned Go, he just vaguely remembers this kind of experience in a certain fused memory, and the rules he knows are not known to be the special regulations of which small world.

Ping Shui is just a dharma appearance, unlike the main body who knows all the rules and regulations in the world. Under this remote game rules, he fought back and forth with Yang Xihe for a while.

They have spent nearly ten years in the enchantment. To pass the time, they have tried almost any recreational activities to cultivate their sentiments. Now they have been reduced to two and a half jars pouring water into each other.

But it was just for entertainment, the two played very quickly, almost without thinking.

Ping Shui's chess style is not as strong as she showed, she develops slowly, although she holds the white first, but is chased and intercepted by the aggressive sunspots.

Yang Xihe went down faster and faster, the sunspots struck out from the ground, taking advantage of the distance, and strangled several pieces of white stones, it seemed that there were only a few sporadic white stones inserted in it, and its main body could only shrink by a corner.

Ping Shui maintained his offensive unhurriedly, and suddenly he landed, gently encircling and suppressing a large area of ​​sunspots in the middle.

From then on, Heizi's aura seemed to have swayed thousands of miles, he was trapped in all directions, and a large area was eaten away by Baizi.

It's the round of flat water.

The situation has become clear, Yang Xihe has seen where Ping Shui will fall, and if one piece falls, the black chess must be irreversible.

Something went wrong on Pingshui's side, his fingertips froze for a long while, but he couldn't gather a spiritual vortex.

——This place is covered by a spirit-sealing enchantment, and when all the spiritual energy in the enchantment is exhausted, there will be no new spiritual energy available.Ten years have passed, and under the consumption of many parties, the aura is almost exhausted.

Yang Xihe didn't mind the move she couldn't make, and took the initiative to level the game: "I lost."

These years, most of his duels with Ping Shui ended like this. This is his second round of chess under Ping Shui. The first game ended in a draw because Ping Shui was not familiar with the rules. Ping Shui won this round again.

"Acceptance." Ping Shui's fingertips trembled, and a small cloud of spiritual energy he managed to create was sucked into his body.

"Ten years." Yang Xihe said with lowered eyes, watching the chess pieces under his palm turn into a wisp of black smoke.

He and Yu Jiyou asserted that the time is ten years, because after ten years, even if Master Erliu does not activate the killing formation, the spiritual energy in the spirit sealing barrier will be exhausted, and the demonic energy will also be exhausted at that time .

"Yes." Ping Shui's eyes flickered with black air.The aura was almost gone, she could barely hold on, and she would fall into a demon earlier than Yang Xihe.

"You will soon become the same kind as Shangxin." Yang Xihe said bluntly.

"Hmm." Ping Shui raised his head uncontrollably and took a breath, then opened his eyes and his eyes were already deep.

At this moment, she has completed the transformation from immortal to demon, and all her thinking and rationality are just a residue of "life", which will eventually return to chaos.

Ping Shui calmed down his expression, put on a leaky smile, looked down at the Xinrong ring on Yang Xihe's hand, and suddenly made a bold move.

"Yin—" A thunder dragon entangled Ping Shui's white wrist, his eyes were piercing, and every time he looked at it, he lost part of his devilish energy.

But Pingshui's real killer move is not the palm technique - under the force of the rules, the Xinrong Huan has sprouted and branched, and the long and sharp thorns plunged into Yang Xihe's abdomen unexpectedly.

"Is this still a monk's part?" Yang Xihe could only make a gasp sound, and there was no normal flesh and blood in the gash in his abdomen, but black air bubbling and golden bones faintly showing through.

He accused Ping Shui of killing him.He didn't guard against Xin Ronghuan - how?When Shang Xin took the initiative to buckle the wooden ring on his hand, it was to restrain himself.

"You know why they want to get rid of you." Ping Shui smiled.

A bit of struggle suddenly reappeared in her eyes, even with the power of Taoism, the transformation between immortal and demon cannot be forced again.

Shang Xin, now the source of the disaster of the reincarnated demon, the origin of all memes.

Due to meme pollution, Ping Shui cannot directly get rid of Shang Xin, otherwise the spread of reincarnated demons will be irreversible.But if she takes action, she can distort a small part of the rules, kill Jiu Ming who is still a human being with the body of a demon, and at least put Shang Xin into a dormant state.

Yang Xihe was unable to continue the conversation, he was too tired.

He has been away for the past ten years, and he couldn't take the risk of converting two yuan before. How can he know whether he will be snatched by Shangxin when he gives up the dominance to Mingyi.

Yang Xihe didn't speak, and Ping Shui continued: "Jiu Ming, I have a heartfelt request." She didn't have much time left.

She wants to ask Jiu Ming to commit suicide at the right time, so that is the only good chance to get rid of the reincarnated demon.

"If, I shouldn't?" Yang Xihe gathered his strength to speak, but paused for a while, and his tone became cold and hard.

Seeing the ice and snow gradually accumulating in his eyes, Ping Shui knew that it was Ming Yi at this time.

Yang Xihe's consciousness was injured, and he had sunk back into the sea of ​​consciousness, while Mingyi watched the whole process early in the morning.

"You will." Ping Shui smiled with a sincere expression.

One side is his own life, and the other side is the heavens and worlds.Standing at one end of the scale, no matter how vicious and vicious people are, they cannot bear this kind of pressure. It has nothing to do with good or evil, only the small and the big.

What's more, Ping Shui knew that Jiu Ming was not a villain.

As soon as the words fell, a bare hand dyed bright red Danko touched Ming Yi's body, holding the sharp thorns, and the devilish energy immediately corroded most of the vitality.

"Devil Lord, I will help you." The owner of the hand smiled brightly, the same expression as before, but lost a kind of charming heart.

This time there is no room for change, the one in front of Ming Yi is already a complete demon.

The Faceless Demon is probably the most humane of all the Heavenly Demons, but Ming Yi only finds it annoying.

Qiushui's slender sword understands his intentions, and moves automatically without wind, piercing through the demon with one sword.

Ming Yi only stared at the golden phoenix on its cheek which turned into fly ash.

Until the last light spot goes out, he runs the "Northern Darkness Drinking Wind Method".

As a result, there is no more spiritual energy available, Ming Yi expended the abundant bone and blood power of his body to make offerings to the wound on his abdomen, and after a while, the wound has recovered to its original state.

The surrounding demonic energy was also inhaled and refined together. With the addition of hatchbacks, although the person was a little lighter, his complexion was not pale at all, and his red lips were about to drip.

"Come on." There was a smile on his lips.

In the deep forest, the grass and trees are rustling, and the dark tide is raging.

"Wow——" Lin Xiao rolls from far to near, and rolls around Ming Yi, his ears are deafened, and the stone breaks the sky!

A few sporadic celestial demons were summoned, saying "the devil master" in panic, but before they could say more, they were pierced by a sword.

Ming Yi continued to absorb the magic energy, and a large amount of black energy accumulated, and gradually piled up into a solid form.

When he struck out with a sword, Han Xing arrived before his eyes, and exploded deep in the pile of devilish energy, clearing the world suddenly.

After the powder transformed by the magic energy scattered, the three figures finally revealed their figures.

"What do you want to do?" A heavenly demon, who looked exactly like a human nun, asked with a complicated tone.

Ming Yi didn't answer, "Boom—" In the entry, the Godless Thunder Dragon protruded from his wrist to the tip of his sword, biting the screaming Heavenly Demon.

The female cultivator's expression changed, she didn't need to say much, the other two were only humanoid, and the demons whose bodies were transformed from swamp mud immediately entangled them.

"It seems that there are only you left." Ming Yi let out a vague smile from his voice, his tone was leisurely, completely different from the force of his hands pressing every step of the way!

The fluctuations in the demonic energy of these three heavenly demons are all at the level of demon masters!

The light of the sword is like a rocking star, blowing like rain.

In the closed environment full of demonic energy, Ming Yi only relied on his own spiritual power to cooperate tacitly with the thunder dragon, and he was not at a disadvantage at all.

"Your...cultivation...does it take...how long..." The mud-like demon also opened his mouth, and the noise that was more like friction than speaking happened to bump into certain words.

"It's enough to destroy you." Ming Yi pressed the tip of his sword, a plain moon was born, and burned towards it.

His attack just now had stabilized the three heavenly demons, and taking advantage of the fleeting opportunity of the sword, he drew his sword like a moon and delivered a fatal blow.

The demon was like some invisible ghost, once it was illuminated by the bright moon, it began to boil and neigh, completely out of the battle situation.

Seeing this, the other two demons couldn't help feeling timid, why did they come to provoke this god?Just wait for him to demonize himself——

That's too late.

Ming Yi's sword moves are sticky, as if there is a great attraction, it is not the sword chasing the devil, but the devil welcoming the sword.

……

The essence of life is heat.

All order is irreversibly slipping into disorder, and in the vast chaos, a torch is lit, blazingly illuminates the darkness, and protects the peace of one side.

This fire is life, and burns chaos into order.

This is the case with the Nirvana of the Phoenix, rekindling the torch of life and reawakening the heat of life.

Yu Jiyou didn't have a deep understanding of this. It was just a coincidence that he inherited the Phoenix bloodline. At this time, he had to stumble through the blood inheritance to search for the memory fragments of his predecessors.

There are not many phoenixes who have passed Nirvana. Even those who are favored by heaven and earth may not necessarily be able to withstand the great terror between life and death.

Or go to the end of the road and be reborn from the ashes in endless mourning; or when the breath declines, you will become a cocoon, and when you return to the world, the sea and the stars have already changed...

The so-called Nirvana means to put one to death and then to be reborn, first to have the will to die, and then to start a business.

The only time in Yu Jiyou's life that he was willing to die was when both he and Xi He were poisoned but had only one antidote.He absolutely can't do it now, he lost and regained Yang Xihe, he just wanted to fly to Jinyu Mountain and stay by his side.

First of all, shutting down the mustard, he escaped from Lu Zhixun's side by accident; then shutting down the fairy net, he had reason to believe that things were out of someone's control, and he had to see Yang Xihe.

Yu Jiyou doesn't believe that the huge time and space block the world at the other end - if you can't meet and talk, what is the difference from when there is no such person in the world?

And he's not one to sit still.

So even though he didn't have any clue yet, he couldn't throw in the towel.

Zhen Yan is a very domineering fire, although Yu Jiyou ignites a raw fire, he is a mortal body, and his consumption can no longer keep up with the speed of regeneration.

It was extremely painful at first, but when the body melted to a certain extent, the consciousness became numb, and when the Lingtai became hot, even the soul was ignited.

The vitality seems to have dissipated.

How many phoenixes in history have firmer beliefs and higher cultivation than Yujiyou have failed to wake up after burning out.

The same is true for Qing Lu who passed the fire to Yu Jiyou... In fact, he shouldn't have died, but just bumped into the spirit barrier, and he was too young to be ready for Nirvana.

As far as a cultivator is concerned, Yu Jiyou is too young, he is less than a hundred years old, and many human monks have not passed the threshold of foundation establishment.

He was almost burned out, when suddenly a key was opened, and a ray of unusual heat was dug out from the hidden depths.

It was a cold burning sensation, not like fire, but like a stagnant, muddy chaos.

Yu Jiyou is no stranger to this, this is the feeling brought to him by the magic energy.

He has been entangled by demon energy many times, from the heart demon when he ascended for the first time, to being completely invaded by the heavenly demon after leaving the spiritual source world... Later, he was refined by running the "Northern Darkness Drinking Wind Method" .

But the reason why the devil energy is difficult to get rid of is because it is the degeneration of the consciousness, it is the chaos itself, just like the heat generated when the flying sword is too fast, it cannot be used. And the process is irreversible.

The aura cultivated by a monk has no solution to it, and using spiritual power to mobilize it can only allow the spiritual power to be assimilated.Instead, the foreign objects borrowed by the cultivator, such as the energy of the five elements, can dispel the demonic energy and make it silent between the heaven and the earth; or the attack method of the divine sense can dissolve part of it.

But life always needs warmth.

Heat is raw.

I know, I know——!In an instant, countless enlightenments flashed through Yu Jiyou's mind, not only about the essence of life, but also about Yang Xihe.

The magic energy was not refined by him, nor transformed into other forms, but changed from a state of accumulation to a uniform dispersion.This is easier to do than completely get rid of the demonic energy. Jiuming gave him the "Northern Darkness Drinking Wind Method" because he recognized the essence of the demonic energy before others.

He has been able to feel a slight dissonance in Jiuming, and now he finally understands what it means.

Practicing the fusion of ten thousand laws would have exposed more chaos, but Jiu Ming's state of mind is higher than most monks, and Jiu Ming never lost control when facing the demons.

In the world, it is never the cultivator who knows the Heavenly Demon best, but the Heavenly Demon itself.

Jiuming must be related to the reincarnated demon!

Yu Jiyou's whim finally pointed to reality, he clearly realized that if he didn't take the initiative to find Yang Xihe this time, then the last time we met would be the last time.

He's never been so desperate.

"喈——" a clear cry.

In the center of the valley, the extinguished spark suddenly burst into blazing brilliance.

……

The heart demon and illusion did not come as promised, only because reality also made a torture.

Sacrificing "innocent people" can save the world, how to choose?

When fate makes such a choice, Yu Jiyou doesn't care.

Because fate didn't really give him a choice, he just accepted passively, the fate of losing Yang Zhihe, the fate of picking up the fairy net connector...

The first item to be discarded was worldly morality.There are also innocent people under his sword—maybe they are not so innocent, when they meet Wuliang Tianzun, they will be able to distinguish right from wrong, and he is only responsible for sending them to see Tianzun.

Then there is righteousness.After leaving the master's side smoothly, Yu Jiyou knew that in this struggle against the demon, he unknowingly played the role of a pawn.

Regardless of whether the trip to Jinyu Mountain was his own choice, he would come even if it was requested by the Heavenly Demon preparation team.

Hope does not need to be chosen, she always exists, even though it is becoming more and more remote in the world that is going to perish, it has always existed.

Finally there is that question.

With Ninggu's seclusion and the ever-collapsing world, Wuwo has never made a choice.

But if that "innocent" is Xi He, Yu Jiyou already has the answer in his heart.

……

In the deepest part of the light cluster, the two-colored phoenix opened its eyes, one was pitch black and the other was like blood.

The phoenix fluttered its wings, and the magnificent fire feathers turned out to be translucent, overflowing with colorful light spots.Dots of embers scattered in the air, but there were countless light spots flying in succession, and the shape of a phoenix loomed among them.

The phoenix opened its mouth gracefully, and spit out a majestic command: "Yong—"

It seemed that even the light obeyed his orders, and all the flames and full aura began to tighten, faintly gathering into a human shape.

Yu Jiyou quickly recovered his figure, his new skin was thin and slightly transparent, and he could faintly see blue veins, and what flowed in it was not blood, but golden red fire fluid.

His eyes are also one black and one red, reflecting the long and thick eyelashes on the left to be dyed red; however, in the blink of an eye, all the differences are suppressed.

"Bang bang—" he heard the heartbeat of the earth veins, "buzz—" the spiritual whirlwind was ringing, "ka—" it was the precise operation of the formation...

These are not real voices, but the new world perceived by the scattered spiritual consciousness, everything that cannot be described by ordinary five senses.

Many wonderful feelings existed for a moment, and then quickly receded like a tide, like waking up from a beautiful dream.

The promotion is over.

The soaring plane cannot be pulled.

Yu Jiyou panicked for no reason, and then mocked himself for being too impatient, and believed in a weird lunatic—Boundless is also one of the eight main worlds. If he wants to go to Jinyu Mountain, where can he ascend?

How did he believe it?Before Yu Jiyou could think clearly, a gap opened in the space in front of him.

Yu Jiyou was startled, looked around——

A mirage-like scene began to emerge, translucent towns, mountains, rivers, etc. overlapped with reality, and it seemed that it was not just an illusion, but distorted in the process of gradually solidifying.

He looked intently at the "crack" he noticed at the beginning, which was more like an irregular coil, appearing randomly in mid-air, with the same scene inside and outside the circle, without any abnormality.

"No-self, hurry up!" Da Yin hesitantly said, a thought hit him like a heavy hammer.

With a thought in his mind, Yu Jiyou leaped into the coil following his intuition while holding his sword.

First, all the voices disappeared, and the whole body was still bright and strange, but there was a strange sense of silence.

He can feel the huge split in the body, the limbs are separated from the torso, the left hand passes through the right foot, the navel and the left eye share a hole...

The outside world.Yu Jiyou's thoughts were also fragmented.This is.

Suddenly, a light appeared in front of him, as if it was an exit.

I don't know how to describe it, but the right eye arrived first, and there was a burst of severe pain, and the vision was covered with blood.

But the right eye saw the gravel-like soil, and the warm green leaves of the vegetation—it was Jinyu Mountain.

Yu Jiyou squeezed out all at once, the last second he was distracted, but this moment he stood completely, but the dizziness still remained.

"Thank you, Master." He bowed slightly to the narrowing space behind him.

At this time, he described himself in a state of distress, his clothes were torn, and his exposed skin was also covered with bloodstains.Jin Yushan was more than twice as "heavier" than Borderless, and he felt a little bit out of strength, and when he bent his back, he was pushed down a lot.

"Kuang." Cheng Jun was supported on the ground, Yu Jiyou straightened his back inch by inch.

There is a master living in seclusion in No Boundary, and after experiencing such an easy promotion and crossing the border, how could he never wake up, and it is not accidental to meet the sky.

Someone gave him a good fortune.

He is not afraid of the price he needs to pay, he just cooperates with the game.

"You are here." The woman with the phoenix flower on her face appeared and said in a manly voice.

Er San's complexion was pale gray, and his image was no longer as perfect as before.

"I've seen Master Two or Three." Yu Jiyou lowered his head, "May I ask where Jiuming is?"

Ersan pulled his shoulders——with just one click, the two of them shifted to the front of the spirit-sealing barrier.

"He was sealed inside." Ersan said bluntly.

Being blocked, not trapped, Yu Jiyou understood what she meant.

Yu Jiyou took a deep breath, even though he knew this was the case, there was still an inexplicable sense of resignation in his chest.

When Yang Xihe died in his arms, he didn't feel wronged. No matter how much his fate owed him, he never complained; For a part, he didn't feel wronged, and he endured it all the time, with occasional sweetness.

But when he finally came to Jinyu Mountain, he was very close to Yang Xihe, but he knew in his heart that the other party had probably become a celestial demon, and he was also the chief culprit of the celestial demon's disaster.Yu Jiyou felt aggrieved.

Hasn't he always been so calm? !Ever since I came to the fairyland, I haven't held hands a few times, and I haven't kissed enough, let alone other things.

He is obviously the person who has always belonged to him, so why let the demon get involved?

This thought lingered in his mind uncontrollably.

"Is there any help?" Yu Jiyou blurted out.

Ersan shook his head, with a faint smile on his face: "Shangxin is the source."

"I want to go in." Yu Jiyou thought for a while and said.Isn't it because of Jiuming that the monks took so much trouble to let him enter Jinyu Mountain?

"It's late." Ersan's face became more and more gloomy.

First, she damaged her own origin and created an incarnation of Dharma, and then acted against the law of heaven, setting the Jinyu Mountain in the spirit-sealing barrier as a new small world, and then she broke the rules of this place, trying to forcibly kill the demons in it.

The power of Dao is unimaginable to ordinary people. Even if it violates so many laws of nature, she is only slowly dying.

Ten years have passed, and the aura in the spirit sealing barrier has been exhausted. She doesn't know what action her dharma form will take, but it obviously failed, so the backup plan will be activated.

Now that the murderous intent has been launched, the world cannot be reversed, and all arrangements for Yujiyou have been invalidated.

Yu Jiyou tossed and turned in several realms, trying her best to get to Jinyu Mountain, it was just her insignificant backup.

Yu Jiyou tried to break free from Ersan, but he didn't want it to be so easy, so he took two steps forward, stretched out his fingertips and submerged into the barrier, his whole body glowed with golden light.

Ersan was stunned: "God's will." It was still counted by Xuanji.

The enchantment is a new small world in terms of rules, but in essence it still belongs to Jin Yushan, and it is in a specious situation.

But this boundary line is based on the spirit-sealing barrier. Yu Jiyou was originally a spiritual devotee of the spirit-sealing world.

……

Ming Yi was wiping his sword.

The surroundings are extremely quiet, and there is not even the sound of the wind, which is suitable for doing something worthy of meditation.

The sword is one foot eight long and two inches four wide. As it is wiped, it becomes more and more shiny, and the contaminated part gradually fades away with repeated flicks, reflecting like an arc of autumn water—it is nothing more than a standard autumn water sword.

Ming Yi has used many swords, most of which are rapiers with various lengths, but he is most familiar with this standard sword, so when casting, he subconsciously adopted the size of the Qiushui sword.

This sword has not been named after it was refined, but it has been with them for the longest time.

Ming Yi wiped, his movements became more and more meticulous, not letting go of every inch.

He is not in a hurry, he has a lot of time.

Master Erliu made a mistake when sealing off this area.

Jin Yushan is not the Fengling Realm, he is not the group of mortals in the Fengling Realm.Ten years have passed, and the spiritual energy in the enchantment is indeed exhausted, but who said that the magical energy must be attached to the spiritual energy to survive?

What is really needed to maintain the magic energy is spiritual consciousness.

He eliminated all the heavenly demons in the barrier, but there was still one dormant in his purple mansion.

As a monk who has integrated all kinds of laws, his strength is not limited to the realm of cultivation. The strength of his spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness—only offering to the devil master can probably last until the next century of catastrophe.

It's just wiping the sword, it doesn't take much time.

But I don't want to.After waking up, Yang Xihe muttered silently in the Zifu.

Ming Yi paused.

He practiced "The Treasure Record of Zhuan Tianming Zhuan Nine Yuan Returning to One" from a young age. Since then, his emotions, cultivation, memory... and even personality are no longer "self".

Probably with good talent and good luck, his number quickly went from 53 to 31, then to 26, 26 to 12... and finally 1.He does not have a name, but bears his family name, number 1.

In the real sense, the only incarnation separated by him is another "Ming Yi". It doesn't feel like a split caused by cultivation, but tearing off the restless and bloodthirsty part of the soul, which is also painful. This kind of pain is like Make more sense.

After that, he calmed down a lot, watching other incarnations fight with cold eyes, as if the battlefield was not his body indifferently.

Perhaps he was lucky compared to the constant betrayals of other incarnations, they played other people, and he played Jiuming Xianjun.

Immortal Lord Jiuming, a child of the Ming family, a genius of Moxiu, a senior brother of Mingshui Academy...but who is Ming Yi?He is bored.

The other Ming Yi didn't even know that there were other incarnations, and he sank in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness all day long, and would only come out to kill if he was accidentally disturbed, not much better than Tong Yuan.

——Ming Yi is merciless in throwing away this part of his soul, so it is extremely difficult when he is forced to fuse.

He doesn't know who he is anymore.Such was his dull life.

I am Yang Xihe.Yang Xihe responded without hesitation after hearing the fluctuation of his consciousness.It was so decisive that people hesitated, was it a coincidence that the incarnation fell into the Fengling Realm back then, how could the same soul have such incompatible two kinds of consciousness?

if i want to be you.Ming Yi thought.

His emotions never fluctuated much, like a standard ruthless monk.Except for the time when Tian Lei was actively attracted, a phoenix with long tail feathers rushed towards him... Since then, that bright color has been deeply engraved in his consciousness.

At that time, he began to realize that "I" also has "I".

When he had this idea, Yang Xihe blended with him vaguely.

After reaching the distraction stage, Sanyuan is no longer too independent, and they can already perceive everything about the other two yuan at any time.This is a precursor to eventual convergence.

At the same time, the other yuan also reacted, and the stalemate black air spread over, dragging the two incarnations together to fall into the devil.

Ming Yi picked up the tip of the sword in his hand and aimed it at himself almost instinctively.

However, the sword has a spirit and does not want to hurt its master.

A smile leaked from the ice-like snow face, which was extraordinarily beautiful.The hand holding the hilt of the sword did not shake at all, and stabbed steadily towards the heart.

The divine weapon refused to hurt the master, but the surrounding demonic energy polluted its spirituality a little bit, which meant that the master of the divine soldier was gradually degenerating into a demon.

His appearance is peaceful and calm, but there are huge waves in the purple mansion.

The two consciousness bodies glowing with white light took the lead in entanglement.

We cannot blend.Ming Yi said calmly.

It's not the right time, and there is not enough aura, the threshold of the integration period cannot be crossed casually.Even if they seem to mingle now, maybe they will repel each other the next moment.

Then let it fuse us.Yang Xihe replied.

The viscous black liquid assimilated a large piece of spiritual consciousness, but Yang Xihe did not retreat, but approached the core of Shangxin proactively.

Ming Yi was driven by him, and together they ran into the Heavenly Demon.

Memories, emotions... the foundations of a large amount of consciousness are obliterated, so the more essential similarities of the souls are highlighted, and the reluctant fusion goes deeper all the way.

Shang Xin has been silent all the time, calmly watching the two yuan self-consumption, and then supplementing it with self.Under the ebb and flow, the demon nature is more prosperous.

Demonization is irreversible, but the silent consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness is really like the sea, and the waves of consciousness aroused are insignificant, and there is always a little bit of true spirit that is immortal.

If there is enough time, the consciousness of the entire Sea of ​​Consciousness will be corrupted, and will create the most terrifying demon in history, but time is no longer enough.

There is a slight sound of sharp blades cutting into flesh/body: before being completely demonized, he completed suicide first.

"Zihe." The warm breath wrapped from behind.

Hot blood dripped down.

Not only Yang Xihe pierced his heart, but Yu Jiyou hugged him recklessly, and the sharp point of the sword also pierced into his chest.

Being pierced by a sword, Yu Jiyou didn't feel much pain, but instead felt a sense of fate, he inexplicably felt that he returned the sword to Yang Xihe.

No, it was Yang Xihe who owed him what he owed.Yu Jiyou quickly dismissed this idea.

"Yuyu, why are you here?" Yang Xihe was a little dazed.He was so absorbed that he didn't know anyone was coming, and he even suspected that it was an illusion.

"Don't be afraid." Yu Jiyou focused on his neck.

The demonic energy was inevitably transmitted from Yang Xihe to Yu Jiyou, but a dark flame had already been ignited.

The chaotic black air spread to the surroundings, slowly dispersed into the air, and then gradually calmed down.

As soon as the fire was extinguished, Yang Xihe's aura fell from the fusion stage.

His expression changed suddenly, he pulled out the half-used Qiushui sword, turned around and fell into Yu Jiyou's embrace.

Yu Jiyou and his chest suddenly had two blood holes, and the blood gushing out had already soaked a large area of ​​clothing, but for a cultivator, this injury was not too fatal.

At least they still have feelings for each other.

Yang Xihe's hand convulsed and was held by Yu Jiyou, fingers intertwined.

"I..." Yang Xihe didn't know what to say, he who had fused too many incarnations was not the Yang Xihe Yu Jiyou was familiar with.

Yu Jiyou kissed her directly, and tasted a fishy-sweet rusty taste, as if directly eating the flesh and blood of his lover.

Yang Xihe was stunned, his head was dizzy, and he fell into Yujiyou's arms unconsciously.

Yu Jiyou rested his other hand on his back, stained with warm liquid, the smell of blood was bubbling, and his spiritual power was chaotic and violent.

"How long are you going to get bored?" A cold voice interrupted suddenly.

Er San moved lightly with lotus steps, borrowed Cheng Jun, and pierced the seal of the space crack behind the two of them with a sword.

The aura that had already accumulated into green liquid flowed in along the opening, and the strong devilish energy also rushed out impatiently.

Now that someone broke into the blockade, and the two areas of Jinyu Mountain were connected again, Er San no longer struggled to maintain the killing array.

The source of the reincarnated demon, no matter what, has indeed been wiped out.

The abundance of aura steadily maintained the vitality of Yu Jiyou and Yu Jiyou, and Yu Jiyou hugged Yang Xihe and sat down on the ground.

Yang Xihe frowned, watching the abundant demonic energy slowly merge into the wider world - it wasn't non-existent, but the concentration was so low that it was almost nonexistent.

Yu Jiyou spoke for him: "These demonic energy has not disappeared."

Ersan smiled: "I hope the increase in the concentration of magic energy will be slower."

……

After the meme was cracked, Xianwang was restored immediately.

Several orders and announcements were issued in an orderly manner from the [Tianmo Preparation Team], and under the guidance of the various places, they began to kill the Tianma without any scruples.

The heavens and the world have enough experience in dealing with demons, and the disaster quickly subsided.

The breath of rain that was about to come was brewing for so long, but the rain did not finally fall.Jinyu Mountain Realm, Fengling Realm, Nest Stream Realm, and many small worlds suffered heavy casualties, and more closed small worlds were not affected at all.The perceptive perceive it, but the common people don't care.

With a large enough population, it gently and ferociously swallowed up all life and death.

Yu Jiyou and Yang Xihe planned to return to the real world of Dongdong, but it fell into Lu Zhixun's hands first.He kept wandering around outside the Jinyu Mountain boundary, and as soon as the Jinyu Mountain boundary was connected to the outside world, he caught two restless juniors.

"Just be safe." Lu Zhixun stroked his beard calmly, his hands behind his back trembling slightly.

Then he took a cub in each hand, and carried it away in front of Ersan—— Ersan smiled and said nothing, and pointed out the personality to Yu Jiyou.

Yu Jiyou didn't know it, so he took the people to Dongzhen and hid them well.

Both of them were injured, Lu Zhixun wanted to protect them, and he didn't allow them to leave his sight.

Yang Xihe lost an avatar, forcibly reached the fusion stage and then fell, which hurt the root and required years of cultivation.There is still a two-element pattern in his purple mansion, but there is a gap, and there is no solution to this in "Baolu", maybe it needs to rebuild an incarnation.

Yu Jiyou only suffered flesh injuries, and he will be fine after a while, but he still has lingering fears, and from time to time he has to light a ball of fire to Yang Xihe to ensure that the other party will not be infected by the demonic energy.

Yang Xihe is used to the flames, to the heat, and also to a phoenix chasing the sunrise around on his back.

Lu Zhixun couldn't control them, he was involved in other things - it seemed that Yunchao Jing could only get in and out, and he was studying how to pull the three precious disciples out.

The heavens and worlds are so big that the sun never sets.

Yu Jiyou didn't intend to go to the small world he once walked, but when he happened to meet, he would burn a few wish charms to remember the past.

Yang Xihe sat on Fenghuang's back, his face was cold, but there was a nimble little thunder dragon hanging intimately on Fenghuang's slender neck.Lei Huo was originally a family member, and Little Thunder Dragon liked the smell of flames very much.

His slender fingers touched under the cloak of feathers, sank into the full of soft down feathers, and his fingertips were soft.

Those feathers are golden red as a whole, and when you look closely, they are gorgeous iridescent, and the radiant fire liquid is very scorching.The fingertips were hot, and the heat was pressed all the way to the heart.

The heart that had been broken once was beating steadily and regularly.

When Yuji Youfei was tired, he replaced Cheng Jun, and the two of them had to squeeze together on the back of the sword, close to each other.

The heartbeat period is joy, and even the wind that brushes the corners of the lips is very gentle.

In the past, I just lived, but I didn't know that there was such a life.The whole world comes alive in perception, and the newborn red sun embraces