Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

Ling Yuchen stood holding a sword, a long black sword was reflected in the depths of his pitch-black pupils, his sharp eyes seemed to be able to pierce through many obstacles, and break through the illusions of the world.

The Powang Sword Sect is named Poxuan, and it has always been the nemesis of illusions in the world.

The illusion couldn't hold him back.

Li Yuan's expression was serious, and he was about to open his mouth to test what Ling Yuchen meant by the illusion just now, but found that the other party had no intention of communicating with him, but raised his hand and used a sharp sword light to attack him.

He had no choice but to urge the magic sword in his hand to resist, but in a hurry, he secretly said that it was terrible—in the illusion, his body was still human, and the pure aura flowing in his body was in conflict with the magic sword in his hand. one.

His heart sank, but he saw Ling Yuchen's sword light approaching his eyes.

The strong sense of crisis caused his pupils to constrict violently, and in a flash, something seemed to loosen slightly in his body, and an extremely mysterious feeling erupted from the depths of his body.

He operated his spiritual power instinctively, but was surprised to find that the route of spiritual power running at this time he had never heard of, but it was strangely compatible with the spiritual power in his body.

At the same time, he swung the long sword in his hand with a mysterious trajectory, and the surrounding space rippled out, which actually aroused the resonance between the heaven and the earth.

Li Yuan was surprised again, he had never realized such a natural sword technique!As a demon cultivator, he takes the way of killing and refining souls, and has always been rejected by the world. Every time he uses the sword, there is nothing other than bloodthirsty desire, but at this moment, his heart is open, as if there is a sense of coolness All over his body, he slowly made up for what he had lost for a long time.

This is the swordsmanship he practiced when he was a human!

Before he could think too much, the next moment, the swords of the two sides collided!

The invincible sword intent collided with the mysterious and mysterious sword intent, and the sharp gold-type spiritual power and the clear pure spiritual power intertwined, causing the waves of the Cang Mi Xian Lake to surge, and the water droplets fell one after another, as if a heavy rain had fallen.

Ling Yuchen's face turned pale, and he murmured: "As expected of you, you can fit into the Dao of Heaven and Earth anytime and anywhere..."

Li Yuan grunted and backed up a few meters, a rusty smell rose from his throat, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.There was also a deep scar on his waist, and the gurgling blood drenched his clothes and dripped on the ground.

Holding a weapon that contradicted himself, he was really at a disadvantage against the last sword repairer holding the natal sword, and his body was quite fragile in the illusion, so the injury was expected.

He looked at the almost unscathed person opposite, and suddenly felt that things were getting tricky.

Ling Yuchen did not attack immediately as he expected, but suddenly said: "Where is your natal sword?"

Li Yuan raised his hand to wipe the blood off his lips, but did not answer his question. After hesitating for a moment, he said in a low voice, "I'm not a phantom..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and cold sweat dripped down his face. He knelt on the ground on one knee as if he had lost all his strength, holding the sword hilt tightly in his hand, and supported his body so that he would not fall completely.

The spiritual power in the meridians that was originally running along a strange route was suddenly blocked by something invisible, and was forced to run in the opposite direction, slowly evolving back to the running route of the blood-shaking soul-refining method.

At the same time, his artistic conception of resonating with the heaven and earth was severely broken, his consciousness was imprisoned back into the cramped body, and the mysterious connection was completely severed.

There seemed to be something in the body roaring unwillingly, desperately trying to break free from the heavy confinement, but the ancient ban in the body suddenly activated, firmly suppressing that thing back to the bottom of my heart.

Why is it at this time!

Li Yuan gritted his teeth and swallowed his voice back into his throat, but he could no longer utter the unfinished words, almost drowning in this pain.

Ling Yuchen looked at the person in front of him with a complicated expression.

The young Daoxiu knelt on one knee, his face was extremely pale from the pain, his black hair was disheveled, and his expression was fragile.

Obviously only one sword is needed to completely break the illusion in front of him, but for some reason he can't do it, but instead has the urge to reach out and embrace him.

——Maybe it's just because this person is the phantom of the person he longs for.

Ling Yuchen closed his eyes and opened them again, waved away the pity in his heart, collected himself, and slowly raised the tip of his sword to the person in front of him...

Just when he was about to strike, the illusion began to shake violently, and the surrounding scenes gradually collapsed.

Ling Yuchen stabilized his figure and looked up.Among the countless shattered and blurred illusions, the image of that person is still clear. He knelt on the ground with difficulty, unable to see his expression clearly, but strange bloody lines appeared from his fair skin, binding his body heavily. There is an inexplicably cruel beauty...

Ling Yuchen choked for breath, and suddenly had an incredible thought—is that person really an illusion?

If not, if not...

Before the illusion disappeared, Ling Yuchen only saw the man raise his head, looking at him with his unfocused eyes.

——There is boundless blood in it, like a red lotus blooming in hell.

……

Li Yuan knelt on the ground and gasped for breath, restraining the pain coming from his body.The backlash from the ban was quite severe, and the meridians and flesh in the body were filled with demonic energy at an extremely fast speed, gradually returning to what the demonic sword should have been.

As the illusion gradually disappeared, the surroundings were surrounded by the scene of yellow sand all over the sky.He stood up holding the long sword, subconsciously touched the side of his waist, his hand was covered with sticky blood, and after a while, it turned into demonic energy and disappeared into the air.

The damage in the illusion was directly reflected on his body - this is impossible, the body of the magic sword cannot be hurt by non-Mahayana monks, and Ling Yuchen's cultivation is only in the late Yuanying stage, so it can hurt him in the illusion. But it can't hurt his body.

The more Li Yuan thought about it, the more strange everything in the illusion seemed.

What made him more concerned was that he had just felt that mysterious and mysterious connection with heaven and earth, which finally touched the ban in his body, directly broke the illusion, and put him in such an embarrassing situation .

Lost memories, mysterious connections, hidden pasts...

What did the demon king do to him in the past?

It might not be hard to guess.In the past few years of living in the Demon Realm, Li Yuan knew a thing or two about the Demon Lord's temperament. He knew that his motives for doing things were always simple and direct.

However, if everything is as he imagined, then it may be more difficult for him to escape from the control of the Demon Lord than he imagined.

He was depressed, took out the map and found a safer place to heal his wounds, then rushed to the third floor of the secret realm.

The author has something to say:

In the process of visiting relatives and friends, I secretly poked out the chapter that I took out my mobile code. It’s a bit short, dear friends. I’ll be free in a few days to write big, thick and long. Then, thank you Rotten Pear, Ji Weiran, Areni, Kuangchibing, Rendering, Xizhan Dengxin, Qianyin, Hundred Ghosts Nightwalking, Fishing of octopus, Landmines thrown by Ruoxi, compare my heart~