chasing god

Soft light in a room.

The moon pearl inlaid on the wall cast a faint light, covering the huge dungeon, the intricate runes on the wall flowed darkly, and the stone carving card slots flowed majestic fairy arts.

The dungeon was damp, and steam rose from under his feet. Yan Ru was sitting in the corner, and he could vaguely see the sleeves of his father sitting not far away, and the thin red lines formed by his fingertips were passing through the gate guarded by the beasts at the bronze gate. Layers of prohibition, extending outward.

The red line is faintly visible, sometimes hidden in the white mist, sometimes glowing with dazzling light, and sometimes even trembling uncontrollably.The red thread covered by the spell bounced around, and pulled up the stone carving beside it. Several cracks appeared on the clear and flat surface of the latter, like a monster's bloody mouth.

The art of locking the soul is a secret art of the Yan clan. He has heard of it a long time ago, but he has not had time to learn it yet.

The soul-locking secret technique can control people, making him look like a puppet, only obeying orders from one person.

Yan Ru pursed his lips, a bit of worry appeared in the depths of his normally sad and joyless eyes, he clenched his hands uneasily, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

The father was controlling others, and the red thread was suddenly bright red, as if it had penetrated into that person's body.

But looking at its restless appearance, it must have been backlashed?

In the whole world, there are very few people who can compete with Yan's soul-locking technique. Only Fei Ying can resist the huge Kunlun Mountains.

or……

Wudi Yaohuang? !

Yan Ru was startled, and all the doubts in his mind were instantly resolved.

That's right, there is only one Hua Wudi who my father wanted to kill all this time!

Thinking of this, he subconsciously stood up, his body, which had not moved for a long time, couldn't stop the soreness, and the tingling pain in his knee was like a golden needle piercing.He staggered two steps and finally stood up against the wall, his face extremely pale under the faint white light.

"Ru'er, how are you?"

The mother who had been asleep for a long time heard the movement and ran over nervously. She was about to support him but touched the seal of the saint and was slapped back to her original place.

Yan Ru didn't have time to take these things into consideration, the most urgent task now was to persuade his father.

This time, Wudi Yaohuang was reborn, Feiying must have taken good care of her, if something happened to her at this time, the whole Yan family would be in danger!

He grew up with the saint since he was a child, and he naturally understood that she was kind-hearted and unwilling to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so she spared the lives of Yan Shi a hundred years ago. There can be

It can catch fire***!

"Father, Wudi Yaohuang's life is tied to the entire demon world, he cannot be killed!"

Elder Yan closed his eyes and cast spells, his white beard danced wildly, and his murderous aura grew stronger, forming a sword formation. Yan Ru raised his feet and walked towards him, but he couldn't get close at all.

"Father, Aunt Yu has been annihilated for thousands of years. The destiny is like this. It cannot be returned to heaven without manpower. You have been advising us not to disobey the destiny, but everything you are doing now is in vain. Why can't you let her go..."

Before Yan Ru finished speaking, he saw a familiar figure walk through the bronze door, flicking his sleeves, and extinguished the bright candles in front of the door, making the dungeon even darker for a while.

Not seen for a hundred years, she is still the same as before.She was dressed in a red dress like fire, and her black hair was like lacquer, hanging down her back. The girdle was covered with gold-rimmed satin and a jade belt, and the skirt could barely cover her ankles.

Coming lightly, like a god descending into the world.

Looking down, those white jade feet were cut by something when they came here, leaving a long bloodstain.

Hua Wudi was drawn by the soul-locking technique, her eyes were dull like a dead object, her charming peach eyes were covered with a layer of mist, the light in her eyes disappeared completely, and the waves at the bottom of her eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without any vitality.

Her body was stiff, like a marionette on a stage in the human world, stumbling over.The person sitting in the center of the dungeon opened his eyes, and the indifferent and cloudy eyes were imprinted with the face of the woman in front of him.

For a moment, he opened his mouth, his voice was like a cold wind, floating in the cold dungeon.

"Demon girl, you shouldn't be alive."

Hua Wudi lost consciousness, and stood in front of him meekly with her head down.The old man sneered, and seemed to be talking to himself: "The old man will personally send you a ride, take you to the ascension, don't be a witch in the next life, just be an ordinary man in the human world!"

Elder Yan's right hand transformed into a gray and white whisk, the hair on the tail of the whisk was shining, and it flew towards the person who had been controlled.Elder Yan's tail flick is made of a long-scaled dragon tail. It has been a long time now, and it has the mana of a golden-scaled fighting dragon.

"Father can't!"

Yan Ru stepped forward to meet him, and the cold air of the Lexian sword in his hand formed a solid barrier to block the force of the whisk.

Zheng——

The Lexian Sword was wounded and made a shocking sound.

Zhong Linggu shook strongly, disturbing the people at the peak of Kunlun Mountain from a distance.

In fact, Yan Ru's cultivation level is still relatively low, and he couldn't fight Elder Yan at all, but only with the light of the ancient sword in his hand, he could barely withstand his offensive.

The internal organs seemed to be shattered, Yan Ru's fingers holding the sword hilt trembled slightly,

His face was extremely pale.He swallowed silently, using spells to forcefully suppress the fishy sweetness in his throat.

His eyes blurred for a while, his eyelids drooped heavily, and his thin body swayed twice, as if he would fall down in a second.

In the next second, a resolute female voice resounded through the dungeon. In addition to resentment, there was also a bit of disappointment in the words: "The poison of a tiger does not eat its offspring, Yan Zheng, you are really the heart of a tiger and a wolf! Yan Shi has become like this, don't you still Do you want us to risk our lives?!"

"You want to save Yugu, I have never said anything, but now you are disregarding the lives of the whole family for her, and now you have hurt Ru'er, if he has any troubles, I, Donghai Palace, will never give up!"

Yan Ru's mother, Elder Yan's wife Ning Yu, was once a famous Princess of the East China Sea in the Six Realms. Back then, she danced with a flying feather fan, making the Donghai Palace crowded with people, and suitors from all over the Six Realms.

However, the world is erratic, and when she traveled out of the water, she met Yan Zheng, who was handsome in those days. Since then, she has been in love with her, and finally broke her relationship with Donghai Water Palace and married into Kunlun Mountain.

Thousands of years have passed, except for the drunken chaos of the year, the two are strangers and have no intersection.

Ning Yu turned white all night after her wedding, which made the entire Six Realms sigh.

I can only say one word, foolishly paying by mistake...

Now she is a person with a dead heart, and there is no aura in her body, only when facing her own flesh and blood, there is a little bit of hope in her eyes.

"Yan Zheng, I, Ning Yu, rested on you in this life, and my peace and joy were buried here. I dare not deny my destiny. Now you don't even let my child go?"

Elder Yan was stunned for a moment, his sullen face still on his face, he turned his head in shock and glanced at the heart-piercing woman beside him.The charm that captivated all beings back then is long gone, and the wrinkles on her face almost conceal her original appearance.

For a moment, I was speechless...

Seeing that her mother had stabilized the situation, Yan Ru took a breath and couldn't help turning her head to check the woman behind her.

He knew very well that if she didn't wake up again, she would definitely be wiped out here today!

"Hua Wudi, aren't you the Demon Emperor? How could you be controlled so easily?"

"Hua Wudi, wake up quickly! Fei Ying is still waiting for you..."

Elder Yan was stunned for a long time, and finally waved his sleeves. Before Ning Yu could speak, he slowly fell to the side, his sleeves flying and splashing dust.

Like a fluttering leaf, there is no more sound.

"My whole life, I have been planning for Kunlun Mountain. Why don't you understand? If the truth of Huawu is not eliminated, the saint will not be at ease. If this is the case, it will lead to

The mighty Six Realms..."

"Father, have you ever thought that if you get rid of her, Fei Ying will die!"

"Death is fine! Desire and ruthlessness are what a saint should do!"

After saying that, before Yan Ru could make a move, Elder Yan threw out his whisk and tied him in place. The latter struggled for a long time, but was tied even tighter.

After everything was resolved, and no one could stop him, Elder Yan turned his attention to Hua Wudi's voice again, parted his lips slightly, and ordered softly: "Hua Wudi, I don't do anything, you can end it yourself!"

The latter didn't hesitate, and bowed his head back: "Yes."

The sword array in the dungeon had stopped, the candles were extinguished and white smoke rose up, the rest of the Yan clan did not dare to speak, and the surroundings were a bit eerie in silence.

The priceless moon pearl casts light everywhere, but it still can't illuminate a little dark corner everywhere.The runes planted by Yu Feiying himself could resist the invasion of the Demon Realm, and could stop Yan Shi from escaping, but they couldn't save the woman she put on her heart to make a show of herself.

The fairy-like old man had a smile on his lips, quietly watching the woman in front of him listen to his instructions and raised her hand to transform into a dagger, stabbing towards his heart without hesitation.

Little did he know that this knife would cost his own life.

"No, Hua Wudi!! Wake up!"

The sharpness of the dagger was exposed, and the cold light flashed across the eyes and pierced into the heart. Yan Ru tried to wake her up like crazy, but it was in vain.

The blade had pierced into the skin and soaked out a little bit of blood, which instantly wetted the front of the front, and the next moment, a white hand held the sharp blade, and the palm was dripping with blood instantly.

The room was bright.

Yu Feiying came, and when Hua Wudi was about to be killed with a single blow, she raised her hand to hold the dagger tightly, stopping her movement.

"Feiying..." Yan Ru hesitated, not knowing what to say.

The person whose name was called had an ice-cold face and slowly turned his head to look over, and collided with Yan Ru's eyes in mid-air.

Her complexion was pale, and all her originally dark and clear eyes were occupied by killing and ruthlessness. The wrath raging in her eyes was like a raging wave, and her beautiful cheeks were too cold to make people dare not speak.

After a while, she raised her eyebrows and laughed in a low voice, cold and strange, she was obviously a noble figure but she seemed like an evil spirit trained in hell.

Murderous aura raged in the huge dungeon, and the golden light of the runes turned into blades floating in the air, and the sharp blades pointed at one person.The Goddess statue on the side couldn't bear the murderous aura and shattered to the ground, and the crystal fragments reflected strange light.

"I think of your kindness of nurturing me for many years, and I am patient everywhere, but you are pressing each other step by step, and want her life."

"Since that's the case, what's the use of my deity keeping you?"