The White Rabbit Immortal raised a cub and overturned

"What are you expecting?"

A Feng opened his eyes, and in front of him was a sea of ​​flames that was exactly the same as in the dream.A pitch-black poisonous snake spit out a fiery letter and crawled towards him, wrapped around his neck, hissing and whispering in his ear:

"give up."

Afeng's heart was suffocated, he didn't understand why he suddenly felt sad, as if he had fallen into a desperate purgatory, unable to find a bright path, and all he saw were sharp knives, there was no way out in life.

My heart hurts so much, like a thousand arrows piercing my heart...

"Give up." The evil god whispered: "As long as you are willing to let go, you will be freed and leave this dark void."

And Afeng kept covering his heart with trembling palms, and he couldn't open his mouth due to the strong palpitations. After a while, he opened his mouth and shouted with all his strength: "Get out!"

"Give me, get out of here..."

"Hey." A man in black sitting opposite the boy was greatly surprised when he heard this.

This is a dark and damp dungeon, with only a little light leaking from a window above. Afeng was tied to a stone pillar, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and cold sweat was constantly oozing from his forehead.

A strange formation of runes flashed under his feet, and a blood-red aura suddenly emerged from the formation, which entered the young man's eyebrows, and the young man's expression became more and more painful.

"Qi Bofeng, just hand over the divine jade!" the man persuaded impatiently.

His name is Qing Yicai, he is a disciple of Qingsong Sect, and he always squats in the dungeon to torture the homeless people who are captured. According to senior brother Qing Yang, the frail young man in front of him is probably Qi Bofeng, and he must be tortured severely.

But no matter how much he tortured him, it was nothing more than using a heart-stimulating spell to attack his mind, which was exhausting and time-consuming, and made him bored.

"Annoying." Qing Yicai saw that the melon seeds he brought today had been crushed, and his mood became more and more irritable. He glanced at the formation inadvertently, and the light of the formation had dissipated, and it had already failed.

Qing Yicai was shocked at once, this heart-stimulating formation is an advanced formation, this thin and weak child can withstand it, and even endured layers of heart-stimulating techniques!

But then a layer of anger appeared on his face. As a high-level formation, the Xinxin formation needs to consume a lot of spiritual power, and he doesn't want to work hard anymore.

"Come, come, move him to the torture rack." Qing Yicai pointed to the lifeless young man with his head hanging down on the stone pillar, and ordered.

Two pawns stepped forward in response.

While untying the rope, one of them broke his mouth and said, "Boss, is this person Qi Bofeng?"

"How would I know?" Qing Yicai said with an unhappy expression, "Although Qi Bofeng's talent as a swordsman is famous all over the world, he has been practicing in seclusion, and there are very few portraits that come out. This face is disfigured again... Hey, so what if he is really handsome? ? The situation is not as good as that of an outer disciple like me!"

"The boss is right!" The other person proudly agreed, and looked at the young man with a little more contempt.

Having said that, Qing Yicai began to look at the young man. This man was captured by the disciples of the Qingsong Sect who squatted for several days.

He caught a glimpse of the dirty black blood on the corner of the young man's green clothes, so he pulled it out curiously, and sniffed it carefully, and the aura of the golden core demon rushed out.

Golden core demon...

A terrible idea suddenly appeared in Qing Yicai's mind, and he murmured softly: "The golden core demon was seriously injured?"

That's right, the golden core demon was protecting the young man, if he doesn't protect him now, he must be seriously injured!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, his heart almost jumped out of his heart, this is the injured golden core demon!If after the arrest, he dug open his dantian to get the golden elixir, his news would be a great contribution to the Qingsong faction!

Qingyi decided to calm down, and secretly glanced at the two pawns as if he was carrying a treasure. Fortunately, the two of them were serious about untying the young man and did not pay attention to his strange behavior.

He was a little relieved, but when he turned his eyes, he suddenly met a pair of eyes that were as dark as a deep pool.

The young man opened his eyes at some point, his peach petal-like eyes were full of coldness and coldness, like the solid ice on the top of a snow mountain that would not melt for thousands of years, just looking at it made his heart go cold.

"You, what do you see me doing?" Qing Yicai scolded without confidence.

"Big monster." The young man spat out two words.

"What, what?" Qing Yicai didn't hear clearly.

"Golden Core Demon." The boy closed his eyes and repeated.

When the two soldiers heard the movement, they turned to look at the boy and asked curiously, "Big monster? What kind of monster?"

Qing Yicai was afraid that his merits would be snatched away by others, so he pushed and kicked the talkative pawn to the ground, cursing angrily, "I'm interrogating a prisoner, what are you talking about? Get out! Get out, both of you!"

The pawn didn't know the reason, but he was frightened by the yelling and ran out of the cell.

After Qing Yicai made sure that the cell door was closed, he approached the young man with dark eyes: "You can tell. How is the injury of this golden core monster? Or is there any weakness?"

Seeing that the boy didn't speak, he casually picked up a silver hook and stabbed it into his heart. The boy let out a muffled grunt, his pale face wrinkled into a ball.

"Heart-stimulating array." The boy gave in and opened his mouth.

"Heart-encouraging formation? So what? But the golden core demon is afraid of the heart-encouraging formation?" Qing Yicai was a little disbelieving.

He had also studied hard at the beginning, but gave up only because of his mediocre aptitude, but he remembered some knowledge of formations. This formation is a formation for interrogation, and it can't deal with big monsters at all.

And Afeng's eyes were closed tightly, the corners of his lips moved slightly, and there was a hint of condescending sarcasm in his chuckle.

"Heart reminder array, turn it over."

Flip?

At first, Qing Yicai thought that the kid was teasing himself. Only a few of them took effect after the big formation was flipped, and most of them could not be flipped. However, with a little intention of trying, he raised his hand to flip the talisman formation. .

In an instant, the formation was radiant, and the spiritual power flowed smoothly between the lines, and the heart-encouraging formation could be used even after being flipped!

"Can this formation really trap the big demon?" Qing Yicai looked up in surprise.

And he suddenly realized that the young man had broken free from the bondage of the rope at some point, walked up to him and pushed him forward.

Qing Yicai was immediately pushed to the center of the formation, and it just so happened that the formation opened, gusts of intense cold wind swirled out from the formation, and he was trapped.

"You!" He never expected to be bullied by this emaciated young man, his eyes widened with anger, and after seeing the spiritual power around him, he curled his lips in disdain:

"What kind of formation should I be, what can the mere gale wind do to me? After the spirit stone expires, let me see how I will deal with you!"

But the young man was not afraid of threats, his pupils were so dark that it made people feel chills down their spines.

As the disciple in charge, Qing Yicai felt inexplicably palpitated, and threatened without confidence: "You, you wait! When the formation fails, you will be punished all over the room."

With such a threat, the young man didn't show the slightest fear on his face.

Not only that, but he also walked around the formation with his hands behind his back, talking about the past unhurriedly: "When I was traveling to study when I was young, I ran into Luo Fumeng, the master of the talisman formation. It can also be used after flipping it over, but the usage is too cruel, and he doesn't want to tell me."

Qing Yicai was impatient: "So what? If he doesn't tell you, what does it have to do with me?"

The boy paused, sighed and shook his head: "Unfortunately, I guessed it."

When Qing Yicai was full of confusion, the young man walked slowly around the torture frame. On the stone table was a piece of smooth and shiny animal skin. On the animal skin was a neat row of small blades. The blades were sharp and gleamed coldly.

The young man grabbed the blade and swung it into the center of the formation. The strong wind mixed with the blade mercilessly slashed at the living creatures in the center of the formation.

"If you turn the strong wind into a blade, it will be... a thousand cuts."

......

I don't know how long it took, the howling gradually slowed down, replaced by bursts of desperate screams, and then, in silence, a pair of white skeletons slammed on the stone floor after the formation failed, splashing a stench of minced meat.

Afeng brushed off a warm drop of blood on the side of his face, and slowly straightened up. Just now he felt sore from standing for a long time, so he just squatted down.

The air was filled with fresh blood breath, so choking that people couldn't help but cover their noses, and the blood covered the young man's body, under the sea of ​​blood, he was calm and composed, and his deep eyes were also stained with a little bit of blood.

Suddenly, the door of the stone room opened, letting in a bit of skylight, and Afeng turned around in a daze.

"grown ups......"

"Afeng!"

When Ye Jue saw the blood in his eyes, and then the young man who was almost a blood man, he gasped, the spirit sword in his hand was glowing with frost and snow, but the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, almost unsteady.

"You, you come here, tell me to take a look." Ye Jue was so shocked that he was at a loss for a moment, and stepped forward to stop the young man. First his face, then his arms, and his calves, he touched the young man's whole body all over, stained. There was blood on one hand, but the boy didn't have a single scar on his body.

Ye Jue was puzzled, but also relieved.

"Where did you get all this blood?" Afraid that he might overlook the wound, he raised his head and asked the boy.

And Afeng's expression was extraordinarily strange, he didn't have the surprise and excitement of his life being saved, instead he blinked ignorantly, looked around, looked down at his palm, as if waking up from a big dream.

"I don't know." The boy blurted out the word.

But Ye Jue didn't have time to think about the weirdness of the young man. There was a lot of noise behind him, and the little monsters escorted some people from the Qingsong faction. He patted the young man on the shoulder and ordered the little white snake to take Afeng away.

The moment A Feng's thin figure disappeared at the door, Ye Jue's face changed suddenly, the sunlight cast on his side face, mottled and intertwined in the dark stone room, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

The little demon moved a chair, Ye Jue sat down with his robe in his robe, and leaned on the cushions to slowly look at the group of people.

This group of people were in poor clothes, they were exhausted after a fight just now, but they were still snarling with anger, Ye Jue sneered, and the toe of his shoe touched a man's chin, forcing him to raise his head.

An old acquaintance, Qingyang.

"You!" Qingyang is the senior brother of the Qingsong Sect. He is not a good character but at least he has seen big scenes, but he can understand what happened when he saw the pieces of meat and bones all over the floor.

"You! You actually cut a body to pieces!" Qingyang's eyes were red, and he roared like a trapped beast: "You are so cruel to my Qingsong sect disciples, when my master is out of the customs, I will kill you, a group of evil monsters!" !"

Ye Jue frowned, he didn't make a fuss, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he turned his attention to "Master Uncle Exit".

"Your uncle? But a cultivator holding two swords? I was killed by one sword as soon as he left the customs." He said briefly.

Qingyang stalked, and shouted unswervingly: "There is also my master Qing..."

Ye Jue simply cut off his thoughts: "Kill them all. There are five people of the Qingsong Sect with Gold Core and above. I will find them all and kill them all."

Qingyang's face turned blue-gray in an instant, and he looked at him in disbelief. The masters were all at the Nascent Soul stage, and they were more than enough to fight against the golden core monster. Why were they all wiped off their necks so easily?

Ye Jue raised his eyebrows slightly, met those gray eyes, and spit out two words: "Evil demon."

Qingyang's eyes widened instantly.

"Although I am an evil demon, I am not unreasonable." Ye Jue said casually while wiping his sword with a white scarf in his hand: "You sent people to raid the Fox Inn, and I remind you again and again, but you don't know Repent, so I don’t have to reason.”

The implication is already clear, since I have told myself that I am a demon, I will definitely not keep you, not only you, but the entire sect of the Qingsong Sect will be silenced.

Qingyang gritted his teeth tightly, with a ferocious face like a ghost, and cursed fiercely: "You will suffer retribution! You will definitely suffer retribution!"

"retribution?"

Ye Jue seemed to have heard a big joke, and immediately pierced his hypocritical face: "Tell me about retribution? How many innocent people have been imprisoned in the large and small stone chambers of the Qingsong School? How many rotten bones in the back mountain? Really? In order to clear up the atmosphere, it is not for that piece of broken jade!"

"Taste your own retribution first!" Ye Jue waved his hands at the little demons, and walked out without looking back.

The door of the stone chamber was closed, the last light of the sky was about to be snatched away, the little monsters were about to attack, Qingyang was about to die, his sanity could no longer be stretched, he broke down and struggled and shouted to the door: "You monster! How dare you say you I don't want to find Qi Bofeng!"

The stone door was completely closed, Ye Jue's figure stopped, his eyes drooped slightly, his expression was even more elusive because of the white gauze covering his face.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Hu San comforted him, "Boss, why bother to get angry with such bastards."

"I also want to find Qi Bofeng and kill him." Ye Jue said lightly, "But so what? I'm not a good person after all."