How Immortals and Demons Fall in Love Through Different Paths

Narrowing the encirclement, for the side guarding the mountain gate, can reduce the range of the Skynet formation.This means that limited combat power can be invested in a shorter front, increasing the average combat power output of the front, and reducing the pressure on individual soldiers to fight.

This is extremely beneficial.

After Yixiao and the generals had a joint discussion, they agreed that they could follow Ran Qingping for a while, so they led the people to push the Skynet array forward.

1 people followed Ran Qingping to Mount Furong.

But they didn't just follow Ran Qingping blindly. They stopped in the middle of the mountain when their encircling defense line reached the limit of 1 people enough to support it.

On the way, we also cleared up some infighting among small sects.

Jing Xing's heavy armored army and the people from Yanmen Que stopped, and Ran Qingping continued to move forward. He stopped Danyuan Burning, and stopped the ban on Furong Mountain in the middle of the mountain.

It was still raining in front of him, and the sky was sunny behind him. He walked into the rain curtain with a muddy body.

Erchou looked at Ran Qingping disappearing into the torrential rain, with a look of sadness on his face, and asked Yixiao: "Master Dongshu burns the golden elixir, and the spent spiritual power is turned into ashes like firewood, which cannot be recovered. Why should he do this?"

Yi Xiao said: "The Venerable Master has spent too long in the Dao Supporting Realm, I'm afraid he has become disheartened."

Erchou was thoughtful: "Then the Lord, is it because you have spent too long in the realm of the devil?"

She shook her head after asking herself.

Yi Xiao also shook his head: "What the lord thinks, cannot be judged by ordinary people."

"After this battle, are we still looking for Lord Ling?"

"We are guarding Tongzhujun." Yi Xiao said, "As long as we follow Tongzhujun, the Lord will come back to see us at the Nightmare Gate one day."

In the underground hall, Tong Shu's playing the piano has reached the extreme. The melody of "Sea of ​​Bitterness" is like weeping and complaining, making those who hear it sad and those who hear it cry.

In the sound of the piano, Lu Lan seemed to see Tong Xiansi calling him tearfully: "Lu Lang."

Lu Lan knew it was an illusion.

Tong Xiansi had already refused to call Lu Shu that way when he was a teenager.His wife looks weak, but her heart is harder than a stone.He did one thing wrong, even a hundred things can't save Tong Xiansi.

Probably the real Tong Xiansi was too ruthless, so Lu Lan knew it was an illusion, but still carelessly let it go for a moment.

Just for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, Ni Sijian's dragon chant resounded beside his ears.

Lu Lan had already consumed half of her spiritual power in such endless fighting.

In his opinion, Yi Jingjue's level of real cultivation should be at the end of his strength at this time, so when this imposing sword strikes, he is a little caught off guard.He hastily used the broken sword to take half of the strength, but was stabbed obliquely in the chest by the Nesi sword.

Lu Lan's body was invulnerable to swords and guns. Seeing that the blood-sealed Niesi sword could not penetrate his body, but only tore some flesh, he thrust out a severed blade with his backhand.

The distance was too close, Jing Jue didn't have time to dodge, he only had time to move away by an inch, and was stabbed in the chest by the sword blade.

Lu Lan caught the momentum of Nisijian's retraction, grasped the Nisijian, and swung Jing Jue with the sword.

Jing Jue let go of the hand holding the sword, turned forward in the air, gave up the movement of drawing the sword, and instead pushed the sword vigorously with the palm of his hand, wanting to take Lu Lan's vitals again.

Seeing this, Lu Lan had no choice but to let go of the sword, and the force of the strike was like a long knife cutting straight at Jing Jue's chest.

At this moment, the sound of Shangxie's pipa jumped suddenly, and Lu Lan's strength was disturbed by the sound, and she deflected a little, rubbing against Jing Jue's chest.

Jing Jue grasped the hilt of the sword at the right time, drew back the Nisi sword, then raised his hand and pulled out the severed blade pierced in front of his chest without even twisting his eyebrows.

There was another deep and visible sword wound on his body. The psychic jade couldn't stop Lu Lan's powerful strength. There were cracks where the jade was shattered. He struggled to stop, and several sword wounds on his body cracked pain.

Surrounded by depressing dampness, Jing Jue closed his eyes forcefully, and when he opened them, his eyes fell on Tong Shu unconsciously.

Tong Shu at the gate of the palace, with his back immersed in the dark sky under the rain curtain, held the piano with his eyes downcast, and his movements of brushing the strings were smooth and flowing. Jing Jue only looked at it for a moment, and then consciously looked away.

Since Tong Shu entered the palace, has he ever made eye contact with him?

"Sea of ​​Bitterness" suddenly changed at this time, and the original melancholy and melancholy tune suddenly turned into a clanging and angry language.

Lu Lan's eyes turned to Tong Shu who was plucking the strings in front of the palace gate. Tong Shu seemed to feel something, and raised his eyes from the rain and mist. The mist could not block the starlight in his eyes, and Lu Lan knew that those eyes were looking at him.

That unhurried gaze made Lu Lan feel the danger of being swallowed.

Tong Shu's face was not like that of Lu Shu, let alone Tong Xiansi.

But Lu Lan saw the shadow of Tong Xiansi in Tong Shu's eyes like a demon.

The sound of the strings of Shangxie Pipa at this time is like the whisper of a woman.

Lu Lan seemed to hear Tong Xiansi's voice: "Guiyuan, stop, you won't be able to ascend."

It's been a long time since anyone called Lu Lan's name, he was stunned and said, "I'm only one step away, why give up."

The ethereal Tong Xiansi voice said: "Gui Yuan, haven't you discovered that there is something wrong with the Furong exercise I gave you? Holding a wrong scripture, the more you practice, the farther you will be from Feisheng."

Lu Lan couldn't accept it and said: "Impossible! You can't harm me."

"Go far away." Lu Lan heard Tong Xiansi say, "Stop deceiving yourself and others, you think I am in your grasp, but in fact you are in my string net. I am tired, and you can No more entanglement. Let it go."

"Tong Xiansi!" Lu Lan's ugly face suddenly turned into a maddened ferocity. He couldn't tell if it was an illusion, and said with red eyes, "You are so cruel!"

He staggered a few strides, stepped on it, splashed water, rolled his throat, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Jing Jue finally waited for a fleeting killing opportunity.There were only a few unextinguished lamps left in the corner, and the faint warm light was reflected on Jing Jue's pale face. His eyes were dark and sinking. During the time when the flame flickered, the shadow of the sword whistling like a silver dragon flying into the sky. And up.

This sword finally pierced into Lu Lan's heart.

However, Lu Lan just shook it. He held the Nisi sword in his right hand and pulled it out so hard that even the sword and the people were overturned by him.

Jing Jue did not let Ne Sijian drop his hand, when he fell into the water, he leaned on his body with the sword to stabilize his body.

He knew that Lu Lan had been injured by the sword just now, and the opportunity to fight was fleeting, so he had to take advantage of the victory to pursue.He breathed a sigh of relief, and the sword intent of the swordless state reappeared, and the surroundings were silent, only the low voice of the sword.

Fight again!

The tune of "Sea of ​​Bitterness" changes again and again. In the silence of the Swordless Realm, the strings are amplified infinitely, swinging very far, and each string and column seem to be playing on the heart of a person.

Tong Shu's ten fingers flicked the qin to the point of convulsions, and the strings trembled into a phantom.In this torrential rain-like melody, Tong Shu raised the tune again, and the eager rhythm caused people's heartbeat to stall.

The most powerful thing about Shangxie Pipa is that it can sing by itself.

Tong Shu has played "Sea of ​​Bitterness" with variations three times in a short period of time.When he took his hand away, the five strings rang by itself, and no one noticed that Tong Shu's hand playing the piano had left Shang Xie, and pulled out the Frost Resisting Sword silently.

Lu Lan was disturbed by the sound of Shangxie's piano, and the annoying string sound could not go away, drilling into the pores and bone crevices, as if countless insects and ants were gnawing at him.

To resist such pervasiveness, he had to shield his hearing, but once he did so, he would not be able to hear the sound of the sword.

It's just that the sound of Shangxie's pipa is too powerful, each string sticks to the pores and penetrates into the heart veins, and the countless sharp teeth almost bite off his meridians.

The phantom also appeared from time to time.

Lu Lan couldn't take it anymore, he seemed to have seen the tragic situation of his meridians being cut off if he continued to listen, so he took the risk of shutting down his hearing for a while.

In this moment of tranquility, he seized the time to adjust his breath forcefully, and stared at his surroundings, especially at Jing Jue.

Jing Jue's gaze was tightly held by Lu Lan. During this moment of staring at each other, Jing Jue was keenly aware of the strangeness. His mind raced, and he immediately understood what Lu Lan's deliberate gaze meant.

He fixed his figure and did not act rashly, but urged the Yuanshen sword to circle at a tricky angle.

The Swordless Realm is silent.

It was even more impossible for Lu Lan to hear the sound of the sword if he lost his sense of hearing.

Shangxie's pipa is still playing.

Lu Lan never expected that Nei Sijian would leave Jing Jue's hand and clash from the water.He didn't have time to dodge, the silver light in front of his eyes was blazing, and the position of his heart was cold, and the sword of Nesi had already pierced inside.This time the penetration into the flesh was deeper than before, but it was still stuck in the middle, although the internal organs were not injured, but the spiritual power on the Yuanshen Sword had shaken his inner mansion to the point of collapsing.

On the contrary, Lu Lan was not sure where Jing Jue's limit was. He was now surrounded by two people, and his sword and piano cooperated seamlessly.

He sensed real danger.

At this moment of misdirection, Lu Lan held his breath and had a fierce killing intent on his opponent. He wanted to finish Jing Jue first at all costs.

Nisijian was still trying to pierce through his body's defense line, Lu Lan pulled the sword backhand with a grin, and grabbed Nisijian fiercely!

Jing Jue's Primordial Spirit Sword was among the Nisi swords, and Jing Jue in the distance shook in response to the sound, and pushed himself into the water with one hand.

Lu Lan quickly turned on her hearing, and the sound of water and the sound of the piano rushed into her ears, and there was also the sound of the wind rushing forward and the sound of a sword piercing into the blood.

The Jushuang sword made a stab at Lu Lan's heart along the position where the Nisi sword stabbed.

Lu Lan's gaze shifted from Resist Sword to the person holding the sword, and he couldn't believe it: "Shu'er, you really want to kill me?!"

Tong Shu ruthlessly sent the Resisting Sword into his bones, and said expressionlessly, "Lu Lan, let it go."

Shangxie's pipa is still playing.

The stringed sound stimulated the blood flow in the meridians, and Lu Lan's chest was red and wet, and the drunken lotus in Phnom Penh looked like a disfigured beauty.

Lu Lan's face quickly turned gray.

As the descendant of the Resisting Sword, if he is pierced by Reshuang's heart, he will be powerless.

In the Sword of Resisting Shuang, there is a wisp of dead soul that Lu Lan was beheaded by Tong Shu, and there is the soul consciousness of the ancestors of the past generations.After Lu Lan was hit by the sword, a fragment of her soul consciousness was sucked into the frost-resistant room.He knelt in the soul space of Jushuangjian, and heard the sound of Shangxie's pipa amidst the reprimands of his ancestors.

He followed the sound of the pipa and saw Lu Shu's soul holding the pipa and plucking the strings, looking at him coldly.

Lu Lan then knew that his son Lu Shu's heart had become ruthless, with Tong Xiansi's ruthlessness, and Lu Shu really wanted him to die.

Lu Lan's two souls and five souls were quickly shattered under the power of the Resist Sword.

The dual cultivation bases of the Supreme Being Realm and the Demon Lord Realm leaked out like a flood, stirring up the ground water in the underground hall to the top of the waves.

When he was about to die, Lu Lan stretched out his hand to the son who had severed his father-son relationship with him: "I...give you my cultivation."

Tong Shu showed disgust on his face: "Your cultivation base is not clean, I don't like it."

Lu Lan's aura quickly weakened, and after he was rejected, a ferocious unwillingness appeared on his face: "Lu Shu, you can't do this, you are the heir of the Sword of Resisting Frost, and you don't practice the Furong technique and you don't accept my cultivation, Furong The inheritance must be broken!"

Tong Shu's lower body was short, and he flexed and stretched his five fingers as if trying to grab something. He lowered his face indifferently to Lu Lan: "The one who broke the inheritance of Furong is not me, but you."

Lu Lan's eyes were about to burst, as if she wanted to swallow Tong Shu alive, she wanted to pull Tong Shu.

Tong Shu pulled Lu Lan's hand away, pressed his five fingers on Lu Lan's heart, tilted his head thinking of something, and showed paranoid madness: "Lu Lan, you only received one sword for your crime, which is really cheap for you. I I want to gouge out your flesh piece by piece, cut off your head and limbs, separate the bones from the flesh, and—"

Shangxie's pipa is still playing.

In the sound of Shangxie's piano, every word Tong Shu said was like a real picture.

Lu Lan really saw his son frantically holding Refushuang, gouging out his flesh one by one, he screamed in pain and despair, but his son was cold-blooded and indifferent, the more he was in pain, the crazier his son was laughing .Lu Lan saw himself bleeding all over the ground and turned into a human stick. He saw Furong Mountain being washed in blood, and he saw the drunken Furong in Phnom Penh being trampled under by thousands of people.

Amidst the sound of Shangxie's pipa, he twisted his face, widened his eyes in panic and collapsed, and died suddenly.

Yan Qingzun died.

Lu Lan fell into the puddle like a pool of mud.

A hand that was completely cooled by the winter rain pulled out the Frost Resisting Sword on Lu Lan's heart, and then clawed towards the bloody hole with five fingers.

Just when the five fingers were about to grab into the bloody heart, Bai Shengsheng's wrist was held by a wet hand.

"Don't do this, Tong Shu." Jing Jue's voice trembled slightly.

Tong Shu didn't look at Jing Jue, but said coldly, "What do you think I'm going to do? Do you want to dig out his internal organs?"

Jing never let go of his hand, he knew that Tong Shu was sad at this time, and he also knew that Tong Shu was not the kind of person who was so cruel that he would insult the corpse.

He really wanted to hold Tong Shu in his arms, but Tong Shu didn't even look at him.

At such a moment, it's really not good for people to be too smart. He was so smart that he knew that Tong Shu was angry and didn't want to have any entanglement with him.

But it was too difficult for him to let go.

"So, in your eyes, I'm always just a demon heretic." Tong Shu withdrew his hand resolutely, maintaining a posture of wanting to dig out his heart, and turned his head to look.

Jing Jue only exchanged a glance with Tong Shu, then turned his head hastily when he thought of something.When he and Lu Lan were in the most difficult battle, he did not lose his dignity, but now he staggered a step in embarrassment.

In that hasty glance, Tong Shu saw the vertical and horizontal sword wounds on Jing Jue's face, and swallowed the rest of the more vicious words when Jing Jue suddenly avoided.

Jing Jue retreated to a decent distance, and stood silently in the knee-high water. He didn't explain what he was thinking at the moment when he stopped Tong Shu, but he closed his eyes forcefully, resisting the colic in the inner mansion.

Tong Shu didn't look at Jing Jue again, he reached into Lu Lan's heart, found the six-winged Soul Cicada King lying on Lu Lan's heart sucking blood, and crushed it to death with a gloomy expression.

Fu Jin waited too long for this day.

The moment the worm king was crushed to death, the female worm in his body stirred up, and even his face flushed with excitement.

He was so happy that he stood up abruptly, almost bumped into the lamp at hand, carefully held the lamp, and ordered: "Open the main hall door, please come, young master."

The one who invited Tong Shu was Immortal Formation.

When Tong Shu came out of the underground hall, he saw countless disciples of Furong, all of whom were wearing face scarves. Their eyes seemed to be fixed on him, and they turned as he walked.

On the top of the main hall of Furong, a huge golden-rimmed drunken hibiscus is painted with colored paint, and behind the seat is a totem of a frost-resistant sword.

And the person sitting on the front seat was not the owner of the Resist Sword.Fu Jingao sat in the main hall, looked down at Tong Shu and Jing Jue, and said, "You guys moved faster than I thought, and it's over so soon."

Tong Shu was tired of talking nonsense with Fu Jin, so he asked straight to the point: "Now that things have come to an end, can you tell me why the Liangyi Life and Death Formation made a mistake and killed someone back then?"

Fu Jin said with great interest: "There is nothing wrong, you are not wrong at all."

Tong Shu glanced at Fu Jin coldly, and said affirmatively, "That's what you did to them."

Fu Jin seemed to blame himself and said: "I'm just a puppet, I can't do anything to them. I can only do it to myself."

Tong Shu's impatience was written all over his face, and his voice was cold: "What did you do?"

Jing Jue glanced at the Immortal Formation during the conversation between the two of them, and the people outside the hall were still adding. He cautiously guarded the position behind Tong Shu, holding his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Fu Jin didn't care about Tong Shu's attitude, and he said slowly, "I use my own flesh and blood to support the mother worm, but Lu Lan and those twelve hundred disciples rely on my flesh and blood to support me but treat me like dust. I Let them know who is the master, without me, they can't do anything. Young master, have you ever guessed this possibility? Maybe the person who really almost died the day you bloodbathed Furong Mountain was actually me."

Tong Shu pursed his lips, thinking that if Fu Jin kept playing tricks, he would make a move.

Fu Jin was quite cheerful this time. He raised his hand and showed Tong Shu the scar on his wrist: "Do you know how it came from?"

Tong Shu vaguely guessed something.

Fu Jin said: "When you activated the formation, I cut my wrist with a knife to bleed blood. When I cut down on this position, the blood flowed quickly and quickly, and it only took half a stick of incense to drain the blood. They rely on my flesh and blood for support, and I have no blood. They're going to die."

The author has something to say: I will try to see if the next chapter can tie the plot line.

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