Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

At this moment, countless monks who were fighting on the Taoist battlefield looked up at the sky at the same time.

The heart and soul were intimidated by the extremely huge and terrifying sky thunder.

I can't help thinking, if I am in it, I am afraid that I will be chopped into ashes, and my soul will be gone, right?

However, just when everyone was shocked, a gigantic formation quietly revealed its original shape at the feet of everyone.

A monk exclaimed in surprise, "How could there be blood coming out of the ground?"

"A lot of blood! How could this be?"

And the monks standing on Lumen Mountain can clearly see the formation covering a hundred miles.

The pupils of the disciples of the Mo sect who have studied the formation contracted, and said in horror: "The blood sacrifice formation! Who put the blood sacrifice formation that absorbs the soul under our feet—" While speaking, blood continued to gush out from the ground , rising continuously, a sea of ​​blood was formed in a radius of hundreds of miles, and the sound of howling ghosts lingered all over the field.

Some monks who were injured and fell to the ground before they had time to stand up with their swords were caught by the ghosts floating and sinking in the sea of ​​blood, and they were pulled into the waves of the sea of ​​blood, never to be seen again.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Chen Weiyuan watched the sea of ​​blood gradually spread all over the field.

Ever since he saw Mozun holding Ye Yunlan out of the formation, but finally fell to the ground, the smile in front of him hasn't faded anymore.

A disciple of Tianji Pavilion hurried over next to him.

"Pavilion Master, what's going on here? Why didn't you figure out that there would be a blood sacrifice array arranged by the Demon Sect before you informed us this time?"

In fact, ever since the Blood Sacrifice Formation revealed its true form and faintly connected with the previous Primordial Demon Refining Formation, the people in Tianji Pavilion, who were proficient in formations, had many guesses.

It's just that no one is willing to be the first to stand up and question Chen Weiyuan.

They dread answers that will horrify them.

Chen Weiyuan said: "Didn't you already see it? Why don't you believe it?"

The expressions of the Tianji Pavilion disciples changed suddenly.

"Pavilion Master, the Primordial Demon Alchemy Formation is a formation created by you yourself, but the Blood Sacrifice Formation that appears today is connected with the Primordial Demon Alchemy Formation and provides power. Could it be that this is also your handwriting?"

And another older elder of Tianji Pavilion shook his beard and reprimanded him.

"The formation of blood sacrifice will drag the souls of the people into the formation, suffer the pain of refining the souls of blood sacrifices, and plunder the power of their souls, so that the souls trapped in the formation will not be able to be reborn forever. This is an evil formation that cannot be tolerated by heaven! How do you ? Will do this?"

Chen Weiyuan's expression remained unchanged.

He calmly said: "The catastrophe of heaven and earth is approaching, and I have already counted the end of the world. Now I just let this day come as soon as possible, so that all living beings will not suffer from displacement. What's wrong?"

The disciples of the Tianji Pavilion couldn't believe it, but they still held a sliver of hope and asked: "Pavilion Master, if you say so, could it be that this formation was really arranged by you?"

The elder next to him was already blue with anger, and opened his mouth to reprimand.

"Chen Weiyuan, you took out the family astrolabe and said that you wanted to do something important to the survival of the whole family, but you left it behind, wasting the heritage of the family in vain. I think you are the only one in the whole family who returns to the ancestors. Man, you have not punished you. Now you say that you want to set up the ancient magic formation, and wipe out the source of the catastrophe here. We all believe it and try our best to cooperate with what you do. But what have you done now? What! Once the blood sacrifice formation is formed and gathers blood energy to break through the boundary membrane, where will you put the creatures in this world? Where will you put our trust?"

Chen Weiyuan said: "The elder was joking. The reason why you believe me is only because of the calculation of the previous Pavilion Master and because of my blood returning to the ancestors. You only hope that I can lead you through the catastrophe of heaven and earth, so since birth Since then, all the teachings in the clan have made me put the Chen clan first in everything. It’s just that I’m tired now, so I want to find an easier solution. If you believe me, why not? Why not believe in me to the end? You must come here to question."

"Easier solution? You set up the blood sacrifice array with your own hands to break through the boundary membrane, could it be, could it be..." The elder of the Chen clan said, already gasping for breath, "How dare you hook up with the demons outside the territory... "

Chen Weiyuan: "The world is like a furnace, and the world of mortals is like a prison. You and I are both ants. If a duckweed lives, it makes no difference whether it lives or dies. What's the point of struggling?"

The elder of the Chen Clan pointed at him, "You, you..." A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth suddenly, and he fainted from the anger.

"Senior Brother Chen, is what you said just now true?"

Suddenly a voice came from not far away.

Chen Weiyuan turned his head and said with a smile: "Qingyue? I just have free time, why don't you come over and see the scenery with senior brother. After all, if you want to see it in the future, I'm afraid you won't have the chance."

Xu Qingyue has drawn her sword out of its sheath.

"Chen Weiyuan, you have disappointed me so much."

Behind him were many monks who sensed something was wrong and came to ask.

Everyone glared at Chen Weiyuan.

The original hatred and anger towards the Demon Lord had been transferred to Chen Weiyuan after he learned that he was being used.They stepped forward and tied up Chen Weiyuan.

Chen Weiyuan did not escape.

He doesn't even have a leg now, and with a body whose meridians are clogged and difficult to practice, he can't escape at all.

Can't escape from here?Can't escape the prison of this world.

Then, let's destroy together.

in the air.

There are twisted shadows forming far from the cataclysm.

Someone suddenly screamed.

"This, what kind of monster is this - no, don't devour me!"

The Mirage King felt the power gathered in his body from all directions, opened his arms, and let out a happy laugh.

The power is growing steadily, he has already broken through the transformation, and is climbing towards the realm of the void, and with the help of the power of the sea of ​​blood, as long as he condenses out of the realm of the heavenly demon, he can truly reach the realm of the void in the realm of the heavenly demon, which no one in this world can reach. enemy!

A swarm of ants.

He glanced contemptuously at the humans floating in the sea of ​​blood.

Looking at the condensed thunderclouds far away in the sky, the contempt in his heart became even worse.

Even if Ye Yunlan can overcome the catastrophe and transform into an ordinary person, so what?

Still not its opponent.

When the time comes, the Demon Lord's body will still belong to him, and since Ye Yunlan is so ignorant - he will make the other party cry and kneel in front of him to beg for mercy, or not even give him a chance to beg for mercy.

A ferocious shadow spread across the sky, and all monks entangled by the shadow would be pierced through, pulled into the darkness and chewed to pieces, only scattered white bones.

This scene made the monks terrified.

They wanted to escape, but the blood sacrifice formation enveloped the world. They seemed to be locked in a urn, and they could only bump into it like headless flies. Voice.

While fleeing, the monks suddenly discovered that the safest place in the whole world was actually the mountain range where Ye Yunlan was crossing.

So the crowd rushed towards the place where Ye Yunlan was like moths, but they didn't dare to get too close, for fear of attracting thunder and hurting themselves.

In order to compete for the few places left, many monks started fighting again.

This time, there is no distinction between good and evil, only self-interest.

Boom-!

There was another loud thunder, shattering the noise of fighting around.

The terrifying thunder descended towards Ye Yunlan like crazy.

The white light that flooded the top of the mountain made it impossible to see his appearance clearly.

There is only an increasingly fierce breath, which is burning and rising in the tempering of the heavenly tribulation.Like a rising sun.

In the ancient magic formation.

The Monster Phoenix Sword that fell on Ye Xuanguang's hand suddenly vibrated.

Lei Jie continued to shoot down.

It was not until the extreme number of ninety-nine that Lei Jie finally stopped.Under the eyes of countless monks, Ye Yunlan slowly walked out of the thunder.

His white hair was disheveled, he was wearing blood-stained white clothes and was hunting in the wind, holding the Shura sword in his hand, his golden eyes were indifferent, as if a god descended into the world, high above, overlooking the world.

But he carried a dark, filthy demon on his back.

However, everyone no longer cares whether he is carrying a person or a demon.

In the desperate situation, they are just full of hope, whether Ye Yunlan can solve the monsters in the blood sea, whether he can save them from danger.

The shadow of the Mirage King emerged from not far away, speaking contemptuously.

"Human beings, you are really making me wait. Now that the tribulation is over, there is nothing that can stop me from attacking you. If you have self-knowledge and surrender obediently, I can still let you live. how??"

Ye Yunlan didn't answer.

Just look up.

Sword.

The sword is as bright as electricity.

The Mirage King didn't expect him to make a sudden move.

The unformed shadow was suddenly split, and the sound of piercing roar resounded all over the field.

"Human beings, you have just broken through transformation, so don't be too arrogant!"

Then I saw the sea of ​​blood turning into raging waves.

There is a realm of demons gradually taking shape.

Ye Yunlan looked down, and suddenly drew out the sword again.

The sword energy with the sword intent of death swept across the sky and the earth, and hit a point in the sea of ​​blood. The unformed Heavenly Demon Realm collapsed suddenly, and a figure suddenly jumped out of the sea of ​​blood.

It's the mirage king.

The mirage king's voice was deep, and the expression on his beautiful face was distorted.

"Once again. How are you? Can you see the flaws in my Heavenly Demon Domain?"

Originally, he disdained mere mere transformation, but now the Mirage King felt vigilant in his heart.

Ye Yunlan was different from what he had imagined as a degenerate monk.

Where is the difference, he couldn't tell for a while.But his natural perception of danger made him alert.

However, without allowing him to think too much, Ye Yunlan had already unleashed his sword again.

This time, his sword light is different from the previous two swords, it is not bright, but very dim, so dim that it seems to be going into the night?.The silence is deep and silent.

But in an instant, he was in front of the mirage king.

The mirage king's pupils constricted, and he actually felt the threat of death from the sword.He finally realized something and said grimly.

"No, your kendo realm—" The sword light swept across, pierced through the body of the Mirage King, and chopped off his head.

The black mist surged at the place where the head and torso were connected, trying to close them, but they couldn't close them no matter what.Careless.

The Mirage King thought.

"I didn't expect there to be such a different kind in this world..." Relying on the realm of swordsmanship, he can touch the realm of Taxu with a transformed body. If such a character grows up, he must be a huge threat to the demon clan.

But it's useless to think about it now.

Seeing that Ye Yunlan was about to continue to unleash his sword, the Mirage King panicked a little. He quickly drove half of his body to resist Ye Yunlan's attack, and then drove the half of his head to fly quickly outside the blood sacrifice formation.

Ye Yunlan's swordsmanship is too weird, the aura of death is able to destroy the regeneration power of the body of the demon.

Most of the body of the demon is constructed by the demon soul. If he loses this ray of distraction, his body will also be injured, so it must be preserved as much as possible.

Ye Yunlan did not cast his eyes on the fleeing head, but swung his sword towards the half of his body that was coming.

A "shower".

The body was instantly divided into countless fragments by the Nirvana Sword Intent, which could no longer be closed, and finally lost all vitality and fell into a sea of ​​blood.

And the other head that escaped fled in the direction of Lumen Mountain, almost ten miles away.

Seeing that Ye Yunlan could no longer catch up.

The Mirage King breathed a sigh of relief.

But suddenly heard a cold drink in the void.

"—Sword come!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud and clear phoenix cry from Lumen Mountain!

A blood-red feathered sword broke through the barrier of the ancient demon refining formation, turned into a red flying rainbow, flew like a sharp arrow, and pierced through the head of the mirage king.

too fast.

Before the mirage king could even react to dodge, his head was nailed to the mountain wall by the demon emperor's sword.

When the distraction was about to dissipate, the mirage king still couldn't believe it.

"How could..."

It didn't finish talking.

Another long sword that was more hostile pierced through his head again and smashed it to pieces.

Ye Yunlan held the Shura sword in his hand, and watched the blood dripping down the rock wall indifferently.

Around the sea of ​​blood, the gazes of countless Taoist cultivators and demon cultivators were all staring at him.

Or awe, or fear, or disbelief.

It's like looking at a god.

It was like watching a demon.

He pulled the Shura sword out of the rock wall.

And the Demon Emperor Sword fluttered behind him.

He went to the top of Lumen Mountain.

Chen Weiyuan had already been tied to the tree trunk by Taoist cultivators, half of his body was off the ground, and he looked very embarrassed.

Because of the sudden change in the sea of ​​blood just now, all the Taoist cultivators fled in all directions, but no one cares about him here.

He looked at Ye Yunlan.

"Yunlan, you're here."

Ye Yunlan raised the Shura sword in his hand.

The sword pointed at Chen Weiyuan.

Chen Weiyuan felt that death was approaching, but a smile appeared on his face.

"Although I know that you are of a high level, even the distraction of the Demon King can't stop you. I'm really surprised. Originally, I planned to let myself and this world be buried with you after you die."

"However, being able to die in your hands is also a relief." He looked at the body of the Demon Lord behind Ye Yunlan, and his smile deepened, "What I can't get, no one else can get it. Yunlan, I will win this game after all. gone."

Ye Yunlan: "You didn't win."

Chen Weiyuan said: "Yunlan, even if you kill me right now, everything is irreversible. The Demon Lord is dead, and the blood sacrifice formation has been activated, the boundary membrane has been impacted, and the catastrophe of heaven and earth will surely advance. Tianyuan will soon Open it. Even if you can kill the mirage demon king with the state of swordsmanship, so what? Can you fight against its body? You and I will all die in the end. There is no need to divide it in time."

Ye Yunlan: "Chen Weiyuan, has anyone ever told you that you are very confident?"

Chen Weiyuan said: "If you can predict things in advance, self-confidence is not a bad thing."

Ye Yunlan: "I never said I would kill you with my own hands."

Chen Weiyuan smiled, "You won't kill me? That would be even better, Yun Lan, it seems that you still take into account the relationship we had as a husband and wife. We still have a while, we can travel together hand in hand, and see what happens before the end of this world. scenery."

Ye Yunlan interrupted indifferently: "I just think that killing you with my own hands will dirty his sword."

Chen Weiyuan's expression became a little distorted, but he quickly recovered, and said, "A dead person, whether his sword is dirty or not, so what? Clear? Yunlan, you've lost your mind."

Ye Yunlan didn't want to argue with him about these plausible truths.

If he feels dirty, it is dirty.

Every inch of Chen Weiyuan's body made him feel dirty and twisted.Even compared to the Demon Lord, the person in front of him is more like a demon who destroys all living beings.

He said: "This sea of ​​blood was opened by you, and it should end by you."

Chen Weiyuan suddenly suppressed the smile on his face.

"what you up to?"

Ye Yunlan: "Send you to accompany them."

The "they" in his words refer to the countless innocent souls in the sea of ​​blood.

The sword light flashed across, and Chen Weiyuan's body fell to the ground.

He has no legs, and even if he is not bound by ropes, he cannot run.

The golden light in Ye Yunlan's eyes flowed, and with a thought, the Yaohuang Sword flew out from behind him, passed through the clothes on Chen Weiyuan's back, hung him on the sword body, flew into the sea of ​​blood, and stopped at Above the sea of ​​blood.

It's like sending a piece of fat and tender meat to the mouth of a ghost.

Chen Weiyuan's complexion was pale.

The evil spirits and evil spirits who were close at hand kept stretching out their hands towards him, up and down, left and right, and there was nowhere to escape.

Countless monks who escaped with their lives were watching him from afar, as if watching a monkey in a theater.Among them are the disciples of Tianji Pavilion who once admired and obeyed him.No one came to rescue him.

The majestic Pavilion Master of Heavenly Secrets, when has he ever been in such a mess.

He thought about being killed by Ye Yunlan.Or die at the hands of the demon king.This does nothing.This piece of heaven and earth will eventually perish, and he has counted all the secrets in his life, and it is safe to have a happy death.

Just like in the previous life, before he committed suicide before the astrolabe, he still left a letter telling Ye Yunlan that he had won.

The clothes behind him couldn't bear his weight, and there was a sudden cracking sound.

He fell into a sea of ​​blood.

"No—" There was power emanating from his soul.

The blood power that condenses the soul prevents the erosion of ghosts.

Ye Yunlan's voice faintly rang in his ears.

"I will use your soul to suppress the formation of blood sacrifices. You will be the bridge between ghosts and heaven and earth. You will be trampled by thousands of people every day, and you will be torn by ghosts until the sea of ​​blood resentment is eliminated by heaven and earth. Only then can you be freed. "

Boundless golden light suddenly erupted from the blade of the Demon Emperor Sword, exuding scorching and holy power, as if it came from a distant time immemorial.The dark clouds all over the sky were dispersed by the golden light, and the sea of ​​blood in a radius of hundreds of miles unexpectedly flowed back to the ground slowly under the suppression of the golden light.

Chen Weiyuan's body was floating on the sea of ​​blood, resisting with all his strength, but was still melted by the golden light far surpassing the power of his blood into a thin layer of clear light covering the entire sea of ​​blood, Chen Weiyuan's soul was struggling endlessly , but in the end it was difficult to resist this terrifying power, and the power of the soul and blood was completely melted and recast.

In the end, both the sea of ​​blood and the clear light seeped into the ground.

The sky is bright.

Ye Yunlan landed from mid-air, stepping on the ground that had been restored to its original state.Some people's spirits and thoughts in the ground are still howling endlessly.

But in vain.

"Chen Weiyuan, I want you here? How do you look at yourself? You've lost everything." He said indifferently, "You treat the common people like chess pieces, but now the common people treat you like an ant."

The sea of ​​blood had disappeared, and countless hidden monks came out of their hiding places.

They landed not far from Ye Yunlan one after another, but hesitated to move forward.

Ye Yunlan didn't look at them.

Only hold the sword and turn around.

Carrying the people behind him, he walked step by step towards the magic palace.

The wind blows the white hair on his cheeks.

Someone behind him called his title, first one sound, and then all together.

The noisy and frantic sound waves are like rushing tides, as if they want to keep him in the world.

He didn't look back.