Living in the Bosom of the Demon Lord [Transmigration Book]

Lin Heng moved his body slightly, and suddenly realized something: "You..."

"Qingluan Kingdom, a country that has been destroyed long ago." Li Chen lowered his head and smiled slightly, his eyes full of nostalgia: "Actually, even earlier, some people changed our physique by spreading fairy seeds, until the generation after generation of bisexual When the baby is born, we become the perfect medicine pot."

Prior to this, Qingluan Kingdom was located in Nanzhou, where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant all year round, the country was peaceful and the people were peaceful, it was a rare and prosperous place.

The monarch worked hard to govern, light corvee and less labor, and was loved by the people.

But just because they have a trace of phoenix blood in their blood, they are more able to bear the so-called fairy seed, so they became the first country to be destroyed in the lower realm.

Whenever the physique breaks out, the whole country becomes promiscuous. Gradually, Qingluan Kingdom turns into a den of prostitution, and countless people come here attracted by it.

Father, queen and queen wanted to change all this, and finally found a way, but they were brutally murdered by Ning Yan.

That night, the sky was full of flames, and the whole country was mourning. In order not to worry about cause and effect, Ning Yan stimulated the immortal seeds in everyone, so each of them died of excessive intercourse.

In the end, only he survived, and it was all the royal family who sacrificed the only Qingluan blood left in his body to suppress the fairy seed in his body.

"I set the fire. The fire burned for three months, and finally turned into a handful of scorched earth." Li Chen said quietly, as if he was a spectator, unusually calm.

In fact, the monstrous hatred and unwillingness have long been fused into the flesh and blood, flowing in the blood every minute and every second.

Afterwards, he walked all the way towards Tianzhu, the road ahead was vast, the land was desolate, and there was only a lonely shadow between the sky and the earth, but even if the mayfly shook the big tree, Li Chen vowed to make Ning Yan pay for it with blood.

"My life was bought by everyone, not my own, so Lin Heng, I will not apologize to you, and I will never regret it." Li Chen looked at Lin Heng, just like watching Lin Xi jump into the abyss of the Demon Realm.

"I..." Lin Heng sighed: "I have never hated you. Of course I will be angry, but I will not hate you."

The current him might hate it, because he is really not Lin Xi, but the former Lin Xi never really hated anyone.

"Actually..." Li Chen smiled: "I would rather you hate me."

In this way, it can still exist in the heart of that young man back then.

Forget it, in the end it is unworthy, it has long been a rotten soul in the mud, the final destination is death, maybe death is the fairest, accepting all people unconditionally.

Watching Li Chen turn and leave, Lin Heng fell silent.

It was Ning Yan who deserved to die, not any of them, especially Yan Fengqing.

Holding the Yongxing Sword in his hand, he should do something for this world, Lin Heng flew forward with firm eyes.

At this time, under the torrential flood was a huge formation, and the various sects formed a trap, temporarily enclosing Ning Yan.

"You all have to die today!" Ning Yan roared angrily. The cultivator was fighting for a chance against the Dao of Heaven. He didn't care whether he was enchanted or not.

It is the sky that does not allow him, so he has to fight the sky and the earth.

"Master, it's right to turn around!" Lu Ting stood in front of Ning Yan holding the Fenyang Sword. They were teachers and apprentices in name, but today they were going to meet each other with their swords drawn.

The Fenyang Sword is so powerful that it has the power to burn the heavens and the earth. When the sword stabs out, the flame hits Ning Yan's chest.

"Get out!" Ning Yan waved his hand to knock out the flames on his chest.

Even the Fenyang Sword could only leave a trace of burnt marks on his body. After all, Lu Ting's cultivation base was too weak, and now he only had Huashen.

Lin Heng lowered his head and smiled wryly, he was weaker than Lu Ting.

"I can't be trapped!" Fu Jia looked at the sky full of flames and magic spells, her eyes showed worry, "At most an hour."

"What should I do?" Lin Heng looked back at Fu Jia.

Now I am afraid that in the entire cultivation world, there is no one who is more proficient in formation than Fu Jia.

"I'll go up for another half an hour at most, you and Yan Fengqing have to find a way quickly." Fu Jia rushed up and began to form a formation.

The three tails behind her swayed in the air, and with every click, a rune appeared out of thin air, like starlight, spreading out, flying all over the sky, and gradually forming a circle.

Lin Heng clenched the sword in his hand and charged straight up.

Ning Yan was insane at the moment, he grabbed a monk and lifted it over his head, grabbed his feet and head, and with light force, that monk was torn in half like a piece of flimsy white paper.

The sword was still too late to save that Xiu.

"It's you?" Ning Yan grabbed Lin Heng's sword and asked viciously, "Where's Yan Fengqing?"

"I won't let you hurt him!" Lin Heng urged the sword art, and the blue light surged for a while.

"Overestimate your own strength." Ning Yan sneered, grabbed Lin Heng's neck, and then bent the sword.

The extremely hard Yongxing Sword was like a twig in Ning Yan's hands, and the tip of the sword was bent to point at Lin Heng's heart.

Lin Heng gritted his teeth.

Is this the cultivation base of the Mahayana period?Ning Yan seemed to be even more powerful after being possessed.

If you don't kill Ning Yan today when he is weak just after crossing the catastrophe, it will be even harder to kill him tomorrow.

The tip of the sword moved towards Lin Heng's chest without any pause, sinking into the flesh and blood little by little.

Suddenly, a powerful sword energy shot from the side, and hit Ning Yan with the momentum of thunder.

Ning Yan took two steps back and had no choice but to let go of Lin Heng.

The tip of the sword popped out from his chest, Lin Heng quickly took out the pill and took it, looking up, it was Jiang Moyun who was fighting with Ning Yan.

Although Jiang Moyun is only a god-turning cultivator, he is undoubtedly a powerful swordsman, with a self-contained line of swordsmanship, and each sword carries its own sword intent.

The sword energy is even more overwhelming, sweeping the world, and in time, it will definitely surpass Ning Yan in the way of the sword.

"Die!" Ning Yan was forced to take out his sword.

The two sword qi collided together, and the powerful air current overturned the sea water.

In terms of sword intent, the two were evenly matched, but in terms of cultivation, Jiang Moyun was still far behind. Fortunately, people continued to make up for it. Jiang Moyun took advantage of the gap and turned to look at Lin Heng.

"Heng'er, I know I'm sorry for you, no matter who you want to be with, I will bless you." Jiang Moyun smiled slightly.

He couldn't let it go, his kendo only had one word 'attack', and he never knew what 'defense' was, but blindly fighting would only make him lose everything, and Lin Heng hated him even more.

If he can, he wants to go back to the time when nothing happened, just as Lin Xi's senior brother, guarding from the side...

If you can’t go back, how can you turn back time, even if you go back, it’s still different, because people’s feelings are different.

Finally understood a truth, that is the word 'regret', overnight he understood the meaning of the sword, crossed the catastrophe and became a god of transformation.

"Although I still can't let you go, I hope you can be happy." Jiang Moyun laughed at himself, I'm afraid Lin Heng hates him now.

"I..." Lin Heng turned his head away, looking at the churning black clouds above.

Undoubtedly, the person Lin Xi hates the most is Jiang Moyun, but he is Lin Heng now, what is there to hate?Anyway, once Yan Fengqing had something to do, he would follow.

When people die, the lights go out, and the future is forgotten. What's more, he doesn't plan to leave a way out for himself. The Naihe bridge will not be crossed, and he doesn't plan to drink Meng Po soup.

"It's all over, third senior brother." He looked up at Jiang Moyun with a smile.

"You..." Jiang Moyun's eyes turned red instantly: "Are you still willing to call me Third Senior Brother?"

"You are." Lin Heng replied.

"Then..." Jiang Moyun took two steps forward excitedly, then stopped hastily, for fear of offending Lin Heng: "Then he...does he treat you well?"

They are all men, how could they not see the possessive desire towards Lin Heng in Yan Fengqing's eyes, and the love that is so strong that it cannot be melted away.

And Lin Heng was also willing to break with Wan Jianzong for Yan Fengqing. According to Lin Heng's temperament, he probably also identified Yan Fengqing.

It's just that he didn't understand how Lin Heng and Yan Fengqing got together after so many years of keeping people under their noses without any mistakes.

"Well, very good." Lin Heng nodded vigorously.

It's just that this person is too stupid. He promised to face Ning Yan together, but when he woke up, he couldn't find him. He promised that he would depend on life and death, but this person ran away.

"Then...how did you get together?" Jiang Moyun couldn't help asking, he really didn't know where he lost.

"Just..." Lin Heng was stunned, seemed to think of something, and suddenly laughed: "Probably because I was destined to love him."

At the beginning, because of reading the book, Yan Fengqing was terrified to death, and she was careful to please her. She didn't know what was wrong, maybe she was blinded by beauty, and she wanted Yan Fengqing to be her daughter-in-law.

As a result, he folded himself in.

"Destined...?" Jiang Moyun muttered to himself in a daze, some things are destined not to be yours, no matter how hard you try to figure it out, it's not yours.

"Then does he love you?" But he still refused to accept, how could a person like Yan Fengqing know how to love Lin Heng.

"You should ask me this question." Yan Fengqing appeared behind Lin Heng at some point, in order to show his sovereignty, he pulled Lin Heng into his arms, and then looked at Jiang Moyun: "But are you sure you want to know?"

Without giving Jiang Moyun a chance to speak, Yan Fengqing immediately said: "He likes the backward-looking posture. He will bury his head in the quilt when he is emotional, and bite his lip when he climbs to the peak..."

"Shut up!" Seeing that Yan Fengqing's words became more and more outrageous, Lin Heng quickly covered his mouth, blushing and cursed in a low voice: "Do you want to be ashamed?"

"Shameless, I only want you." Yan Fengqing grabbed Lin Heng's hand and kissed his fingers lightly.

"Then you still run?" Lin Heng was so angry that he punched Yan Fengqing: "Didn't we agree to live together and die together?"

"I'm just..." Reluctant, Yan Fengqing looked into Lin Heng's eyes affectionately: "Silly, why did you follow me here?"

"I can't live without you." Lin Heng rolled his eyes.

"Well, I can't leave you either." Yan Fengqing hugged Lin Heng tightly and whispered in his ear: "But don't follow me."

Lin Heng's whole body froze, and when he came back to his senses, his voice trembled slightly: "Have you decided?"

"Yes." Yan Fengqing nodded: "I have never been afraid of anything, including the way of heaven."

"...Well." Lin Heng lowered his head and smiled wryly. Since it was Yan Fengqing's decision, he would accompany him even if it was a sea of ​​swords and swords.

To make atonement, let Heaven take his life as well.

"Don't follow." Yan Fengqing pushed Lin Heng to Chu Qi's side.

"Yan Fengqing!!!" Lin Heng shouted at Yan Fengqing's back.

There was only a white figure left in his eyes, and he ran towards the impenetrable black clouds. The clouds that were broken quickly gathered together again to cover up the traces of someone coming.

"Don't go!" Chu Qi pulled Lin Heng's arm.

"No!" Lin Heng broke free from Chu Qi's hand, and Chu Qi grabbed the other wrist.

"Calm down, maybe...maybe we can kill Ning Yan first." These words were completely uncertain, but Chu Qi knew that there were some things that could not be done.

Suddenly, a white light broke through the clouds, and a huge beam of light stood between the sky and the earth, and many thin lines of dust wandered in the beam of light.

Gradually, there was more and more dust, dyeing the white beam of light with a thin layer of red.

These are the souls of Yao Ding, which are being absorbed by Yan Fengqing. The lives of so many people can ensure him to break through the tribulation.

"Heh." Ning Yan sneered, looking at the dust in the beam of light madly and bloodthirstyly: "Do you think I will give you a chance?"

While speaking, Ning Yan flew up into the sky, suddenly his body stopped, and was pulled by a downward force, and he looked down at a huge blood-red formation.

Each rune above implies the law of heaven and earth.

"Who is it?" Ning Yan roared angrily, this formation is too ancient, it doesn't look like the handwriting of today's cultivation world, as far as he knows, no one can draw such a formation.

It's not easy to break the formation, so just kill the person who set up the formation. The place is surrounded by the sea, and it is impossible to create a formation heart in such a short time, so the person who set up the formation is the formation heart.

Fu Jia prostrated herself on the sea, looked at Lin Heng panting, "Quick, hold Ning Yan."

This formation consumes a lot of energy, and almost ruined her newly cultivated tail, but this is the only way to do it now, I hope Yan Fengqing moves faster.

"Okay." Lin Heng hurried forward and pierced Ning Yan's shoulder with a sword, but the tip of the sword could not move forward.

Even if Ning Yan has a Mahayana cultivation base, the Yongxing Sword is an ancient divine sword, it shouldn't be like this, it can't even pierce the skin!

"I'll help you." Li Chen waved a scarlet bone whip and wrapped it around Ning Yan's neck. The bone spurs on the bone whip instantly opened and penetrated deeply into the flesh and blood.

Taking advantage of this moment, Lin Heng thrust out the Yongxing Sword vigorously, and finally heard the sound of the long sword cracking bones.

But before they were happy, Ning Yan slapped the Yongxing Sword away with one palm, raised his hand and tore off the whip around his neck.

"Don't even think about it!" Li Chen looked at Ning Yan calmly, tightening the bone whip in his hand.

He obtained Yan Fengqing's blood before, which led to the blood of Luanniao, and successfully entered the late stage of transforming the gods. In addition, what he has cultivated for so many years is the Qi of the Nine Nethers, and the Qi of the Nine Nethers can restrain Ning Yan's Tianyuan Divine Art. For a while, Ning Yan There is no way to get Lichen.

"Lin Heng killed him with the Eternal Star Sword." Li Chen shouted.

The Eternal Star Sword is an ancient sword with the power of stars, which can shatter everything, but with Lin Heng's current cultivation level, it may not be able to exert it.

Thinking of this, Li Chen couldn't help but worry.

Lin Heng raised his sword again and stabbed at it. Similarly, the sword could only pierce through the flesh, without hurting the vitals at all.

what to do?He memorized all the sword formulas of Yongxing Sword, but the power he could display was less than one-third, and he couldn't kill Ning Yan at all.

"Lin Heng." Fu Jia shouted: "Yongxing Sword has no sword formula at all. As an ancient divine sword, it only has the power of stars in it. The sword formulas were all created by the later owners. You can try to control the stars completely. Use your own way of the sword."

She has always felt that Lin Heng is too rigid about sword tactics, but as far as she knows, there is no sword tactics in the ancient divine sword, and everyone's understanding of swords is fundamentally different.

Those vigor and bravery with the sword intent of devouring the world are not Lin Heng's way at all.

"I...I'll try." Lin Heng closed his eyes and kept calling Yongxingjian's name in his heart.

In the darkness, a soft light suddenly appeared, and the dust dragged the motes to rotate slowly, and the surrounding dust was attracted, squeezed and fused with each other to become larger particles.

Time is boundless, space is chaotic, and soft light flashes on and off, like breathing, giving birth to life.

This is how life begins...

What is the power of the stars?

[My lord, what is your way? 】Yongxing Sword made an old voice that seemed to come from ancient times.

road?

He is a swordsman, and the way is the way of the sword, but his sword intent has never been like iron. Although he would rather bend than bend, he never hurts people.

In her previous life, Lin Xi's sword had never really killed anyone, and in this life, Lin Heng's sword had no killing intent either.

But he likes swords, why?

In autumn, the vegetation is withered and the golden energy is chilling. It is to harvest the fruit, and it also means that it is about to leave.

A voice appeared in my head: death is just the beginning, don't be afraid to leave.

Immortal between life and death...

The beginning of all life in the stars should not be chilling or destruction, let alone shattering everything.

[My way...] Lin Heng paused, then said softly: [It is eternal life. 】

A moment is an eternity!

Lin Heng suddenly opened his eyes, spiritual energy gathered around him, longing for eternal life, in fact, blooming every moment, even death is another kind of eternity.

The sword energy was released slowly, entangled everything tightly, softly, turbulently, slowing down, and torrenting, telling everything in the world that every moment is eternity.

The Eternal Star Sword, which was originally condensed by the power of the stars, suddenly changed from blue light to white light, and wherever the light went, it melted everything.

This is his sword art, with supreme sword intent, which collided with time and space, turned into a white practice, and rushed towards Ning Yan's chest.

"Puff——" With a sound, white light entered the body, and then pierced out from the back. The burnt wound did not even have a drop of blood, and it was all dried up.

"Go to hell!" Ning Yan was shocked that a little distraction could hurt him so much in the later stage.

With the long sword in hand, Ning Yan's robe is windless and automatic, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth merges into one body, he is the sword, and the sword is him.

The sword energy pierced the sky and split the sea!

When the huge waves disappeared, Lin Heng clutched his chest, blood gushing out continuously.

If he hadn't realized his sword intent, he would have been killed by Ning Yan just now.

It's just that the injury was really serious, Ning Yan deserves to be the number one swordsman in the cultivation world.

"Stand back!" Feng Yu stepped forward alone, pulling Lin Heng behind him.

"I don't need your help." Lin Heng's tone was cold.

"I said, I won't let you go, but if you want to leave me, I will wait for you to come back." Feng Yu turned around, trying to show a smile in front of her lover, but she couldn't do it, the smile turned into a wry smile: "If he betrays you, you will come back."

"No need." Lin Heng became angry when he saw Feng Yu: "If there is such a day, I will kill him and die with him."

"I'll wait even if you die!" Feng Yu said hastily. "Pfft—" Li Chen, who had been shaken away by Ning Yan's sword energy, stood aside and sneered: "Let him wait, anyway, he has nothing to do."

If you fall in love with someone like Lin Xi, there is no substitute in this world, but Sunshine can only look up and feel, when will you have it?

Especially their souls, which have long been rotten in the soil, are not even qualified to look directly at the sun.

"Li Chen." Feng Yu gave Li Chen a warning look.

"Don't talk nonsense." Li Chen smiled disdainfully: "Ning Yan is about to break free from the formation, you join hands with me to hold him back."

Feng Yu didn't speak, but moved her body.

"It's not that there is something wrong with you. For so many years, you refused to double cultivate with me. It seems that you have been wronged." Li Chen rolled his eyes.

If Feng Yu is willing to double cultivate with him, the energy of the Nine Serenities will be well integrated, and the power will be multiplied. Not to mention killing Ning Yan, but holding Ning Yan is as easy as flipping the palm of the hand.

The current passive situation is all caused by this self-righteous man.

I knew why he had to lie under this person in the first place, and he didn't have a good grasp on the left and right, and he still wanted to do such a disgusting thing, using his body to cater to others.

Feng Yu frowned, too lazy to talk nonsense with Li Chen, drew his sword and rushed towards Ning Yan, Li Chen saw the right moment, and followed suit.

Ning Yan was at a loss for a moment as the gray Nine Nether Qi covered the sky and ate away at the black clouds.

"Do you think the Qi of the Netherworld can trap me?" Ning Yan threw the sword into the sky, and in an instant, countless sword shadows pierced the air.

Soon, the sky above the positive sea area was filled with vertical long swords, densely packed and waiting.

"Break!" Ning Yan chuckled disdainfully, and all the swords pierced the formation under his feet. The runes were torn, crushed, and turned into little red lights, which were then absorbed by the long sword.

Feng Yu and Li Chen were overwhelmed by the overwhelming sword intent.

Suddenly, the ground moved, and the white beam of light in the sky was stretched into a light curtain.

"You think you can defeat me by absorbing all the medicine cauldrons?" Ning Yan shouted at the light curtain, but he was extremely anxious in his heart.

Don't let Yan Fengqing have any chance to stand up!

The long sword, which was still waiting in the air, transformed into several times, and they all reversed in unison. The tip of the sword pointed at the sky, and it was like a broken bamboo, burning the air, breaking through the clouds and flying towards the light curtain.

"Not good!" Li Chen yelled, pulling Feng Yu to stop him.

The gray Nine Nether Qi was like a huge net that intercepted the long sword, but it couldn't stop the wave after wave of attacks, showing signs of collapsing faintly.

"No." Lin Heng endured the injury, raised his sword and flew up.

"Lin Heng, no, it's too much!" Fu Jia yelled from behind: "Your cultivation is not enough, let Feng Yu and Li Chen go."

"I can." Lin Heng looked firmly at the light curtain above.

Since Yan Fengqing has chosen this path, no matter what the outcome is, he will face it together. If he walks together, death is not so terrible.

This is the first time that the Yongxing Sword has a white halo. Although the light is soft, it is not weak at all. Wherever it goes, it melts the long sword into a puddle of molten iron, and then boils it dry, leaving only the sky full of sword intent. .

Under Ning Yan's sword intent, the light curtain was crumbling.

Lin Heng gritted his teeth and flew directly in front of the light curtain. One person and one sword faced thousands of swords, leaving only an afterimage in the air.

"I'll help you." Chu Qi flew up with a karma pen in his hand.

Seeing this, the other sects stopped defending the formation and flew to the light curtain to compete with Ning Yan.

"Do you think this can stop me?" Ning Yan sneered, all the swords were drawn together, and at the same time the sword intent condensed into a transparent giant sword in the sky.

Where the giant sword passed, the sea water poured down and the black clouds shattered.

"Go away!" Lin Heng pushed Chu Qi and stood in the front.

The white light of the Yongxing Sword was entangled with the gray Nine Nether Qi, forming a phantom that temporarily blocked the transparent giant sword.

But soon a crack appeared in the center of the phantom, spreading at an extremely fast speed.

The powerful sword intent rushed over, and Lin Heng couldn't dodge it, so he could only stand there blankly.

The expected pain did not come, but fell into a warm embrace.

"I won't let anyone hurt you." Yan Fengqing put Lin Heng down carefully.

"You..." Lin Heng looked at Yan Fengqing, who was already in the Mahayana period, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Don't follow me." Yan Fengqing repeated this sentence again, then turned around and flew towards Ning Yan without hesitation.

Wherever he passed, Ning Yan's huge sword intent was broken inch by inch until it turned into nothingness.

Ning Yan looked at Yan Fengqing, his eyes seemed poisoned: "You are just a plaything given to me by the Yan family, and you dare to try to ride on my head."

"Really?" Yan Fengqing said with a blank expression, "Whether I can ride on your head or not is not up to you. How about sending the medicine cauldron you despise the most today to hell?"

"Arrogance!" Ning Yan was furious, and attacked Yan Fengqing with a sword.

"Try." Yan Fengqing turned sideways slightly, dodging Ning Yan's sword, and at the same time the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

In an instant, the sea water condensed into ice, unable to rise again, and the violent storm tore apart the black clouds, revealing the original appearance of the sky and the earth.

But then it was covered by heavy snow.

"Did you forget that I am also a sword repairman?" Yan Fengqing smiled slightly.

The Qingshuang sword collided with Ning Yan's sword energy, and both spit out a mouthful of blood, but they continued to attack each other as if they were unconscious.

Yan Fengqing's Ice Spirit Root and Qingshuang Sword complement each other perfectly, forcing Ning Yan to retreat steadily.

"What kind of sword intent is this?" Chu Qi frowned slightly as he watched Yan Fengqing's sword move.

This is not any sword formula he has seen, but it is deadly, and the sword's intent is overwhelming, but he doesn't know why, but there is a sense of righteousness in it.

But... isn't Yan Fengqing a Demon Lord?Where does the righteousness come from?

"Isn't it strange that one thought becomes a Buddha and the other becomes a demon?" Li Chen chuckled lightly, "Isn't the leader of your righteous way who is slaughtering the Three Realms now?"

However, Yan Fengqing never thought about whether he was righteous or not. He just wanted to use the sword in his hand to ask fate why it was so unfair, and ask the world why it was so ruthless.

He does not have everything in his heart, but he has everything.

"Yan Fengqing, don't be complacent." Ning Yan's eyes changed, and he held the sword in both hands, which was cracked by the frozen sea water and turned into waves again.

Suddenly, the sea surged up and wanted to engulf Yan Fengqing.

"Go!" Yan Fengqing sacrificed Qingshuang Sword, which turned into several long swords, surrounded the whole body, trying to block the sea water.

"Break!" The coercion on Ning Yan's body rose again, and the sea water formed a huge vortex.

"Bang boring——" with a sound, the Qingshuang sword broke.

Seeing this, Ning Yan laughed loudly: "The ignorant child dares to shake the tree with a mayfly."

"Heh." Yan Fengqing threw away the broken sword and said with a sneer, "It's true that I'm a swordsman, but I don't use swords anymore, I use knives instead."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Fengqing turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Ning Yan.

He is the knife, and the knife is him, and the evil spirit of the blood sword burst out instantly.

The strong coercion made Ning Yan almost unsteady, he immediately raised his sword and flew towards the sky, Yan Fengqing also chased after him.

Above the clouds, no one could be seen, and everyone clenched their fists.

"Can...can you win?" Chu Qi swallowed nervously as he looked at the calm blue sky.

Lin Heng didn't speak. After a while, he silently picked up the Yongxing Sword and walked to the middle of the sea.

At this moment, a figure fell from the sky and smashed into the sea water at an extremely fast speed. When it floated up, a big hole had appeared in Ning Yan's abdomen, and his internal organs had been shredded by the evil spirit.

"Let's go, I don't want your soul, I want you to atone for the sins of millions of souls in hell, and you will fall forever, with no time to come out." Lin Heng raised the sword in his hand and severed Ning Yan's brain.

All of a sudden, everything was quiet.

A snowflake fell, the surface of the sea condensed again, heavy snow flew, and a white figure finally fell like a snowflake.

Lin Heng went up to catch Yan Fengqing and embraced him in his arms.

At this moment, Yan Fengqing was seriously injured, his body was covered with blood holes, and blood kept overflowing from his mouth.

"He is the Demon Lord!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

Chu Qi hurriedly rushed to the people and scolded angrily: "Shall the donkey? I have to see if you have the ability."

"Get out of here!" Lin Heng waved his hand, and the Yongxing Sword flew out and plunged into the sea, and the sword energy spread out one after another, stopping everyone.

"Whoever dares to come over, I will kill him today."

Immediately afterwards, he gently placed Yan Fengqing on the ground, and took out the elixir: "Eat it."

"No need, I won't die." Yan Fengqing gently pushed away, smiling all the time on her pale face.

"Wouldn't it hurt?" Lin Heng scolded with a smile: "If you really don't die, you have the ability to resist the punishment of heaven."

It was just now that Yan Fengqing broke through Mahayana and did not attract thunder calamity. The spirits of so many people can temporarily block thunder calamity, but once thunder calamity comes, coupled with the punishment of heaven, it is simply...

Impossible to live.

"Lin Heng." Yan Fengqing called Lin Heng's name deeply.

"Here." Lin Heng smiled and said softly.

"I told you not to follow me, but you still want to follow me. Now I regret it and don't want to let you go." Yan Fengqing raised his blood-stained hand and gently stroked Lin Heng's face.

"En." Lin Heng grabbed Yan Fengqing's hand and pressed his face against his palm.

"I want you to follow me." Yan Fengqing smiled sadly.

"Okay." Lin Heng held back his tears: "I will accompany you to experience this so-called way of heaven, anyway, I don't accept it."

"What is the way of heaven? I just don't want to do anything to make you sad." Yan Qing became weaker, and a faint white light flew out of his body.

Lin Heng's eyes widened, and he looked at Yan Fengqing in disbelief: "You..."

"I'm very selfish, but I only want you, and if you are willing to die with me, I will let go of these spirits." Yan Fengqing stood up and kissed Lin Heng's eyes.

They are all facing the soul flying away and welcoming the punishment of heaven, but they just refuse to obey the way of heaven. His way is only endless killing, and there is no possibility of taking a step back.

But Lin Heng doesn't like to see too many killings, so he doesn't care about Tiandao.

More and more white spots of light flew out of Yan Fengqing's body.

"Okay, okay." Lin Heng couldn't help crying, and quickly hugged Yan Fengqing, whose body was already transparent: "I will die with you."

"Hahaha..." Suddenly there was a laugh, Chu Fei stroked his beard, and looked at Lin Heng with relief: "Your calamity is over, you have been a human being in two lives, lighting lamps in the previous life, and saving people in the present life. With immeasurable merit, he will surely ascend to the fairy world in the future."

Lin Heng was slightly taken aback.

This is the so-called way of heaven?Or is he just a pawn of heaven, let him read that book in another world, and let him fall in love with Yan Fengqing in this world...

All of this is to save the Three Realms?

"Hehe." Lin Heng couldn't help laughing out loud.

To the fucking Three Realms, to the fucking Heaven, he doesn't want anything but Yan Fengqing.

"Really, it turned out to be your merit." Yan Fengqing smiled: "At first I wanted to take the whole world to be buried with me, but thinking about what I want them to do, I just want you."

"En." Lin Heng nodded.

Whoever wants to ascend can let him ascend, he doesn't care, he can do whatever the law of heaven asks him to do?

"I'm sorry, I'm too selfish, I want you to accompany me even to death."

Lin Heng put away his tears and laughed from the bottom of his heart: "No, it's not that you are selfish, it's that I'm too clingy to you. I will follow you wherever you go. If you don't let me go, I will get angry."

"Yeah." Yan Fengqing held Lin Heng's hand almost transparently: "My mother said that my name was chosen for my father, but I think my name is for meeting you."

"Of course." While hugging Yan Fengqing, Lin Heng raised the Eternal Star Sword to his heart: "Wait, I'll be right there."

"No, Lin Heng!" Chu Qi shouted.

Fu Jia patted Chu Qi's shoulder: "Forget it, if you let Lin Heng live alone, then you might as well die."

In an instant, Fujia secretly wiped away her tears.

"Heng'er!" Li Fangfei shouted hoarsely: "Heng'er, my Heng'er!"

"I'm sorry mother, I don't want to be a pawn of heaven." Lin Heng was unmoved, but he didn't dare to look at Li Fangfei's face.

Lin Huai was already in tears, but he couldn't fall down, otherwise what would his wife do?

Lin Heng and Yan Fengqing looked at each other quietly.

"I love you." Yan Fengqing said.

"Me too, I love you." Lin Heng thrust the sword into his chest without fear.

"Bang boring—" with a sound, the tip of the sword was crooked.

"It's so good, so good, benefactor Lin is so kind. He has gone through calamities in two lives, just to save the common people." A man wearing a golden Sharjah stood on the ice.

He held a magic wand in his hand, and had a cinnabar mole on his forehead. His cultivation was in the late stage of Mahayana, but he looked like a young man, except he had no hair.

"Floating Abbot." Someone in the crowd shouted immediately.

This abbot is a legend, he will only appear every time when the Three Realms are on the verge of catastrophe. In the Three Realms War 10,000+ years ago, the monster clan was destroyed, and the abbot floating in the air resolutely took action. Why is the floating abbot still here?

"Fukong, save people!" Fujia rushed up, staring at Fukong steadfastly.

The two looked at each other, as if there was a thousand words to say, but they couldn't find the answer, they could only quietly, and then quietly, watching...

Suddenly, the two laughed.

"Don't come here without any problems." Fukong said with a smile.

"Don't come here without any problems." Fu Jia curled her lips.

Putting his palms together, Fukong turned around, and chanted a Buddha's name to the sky: "I will send the souls of these medicine cauldrons back into reincarnation, and hope that Heaven will forgive me."

The Great Compassion Mantra sounded slowly, and every word uttered from Fukong's mouth turned into golden Sanskrit, and flew into Jiuyou with the sky full of spirits.

Fu Jia couldn't help wiping away her tears, Lin Heng and the others are saved, as long as someone is there, they are saved, it was also Fukong who sent her soul into the underground palace back then.

The Great Compassion Mantra resounded throughout the world, and finally stopped after a long time.

The clouds broke, and a golden light shot from the sky, covering Lin Heng and Yan Fengqing.

Gold threads floated out from Lin Heng's body. The power of merit, which was visible to the naked eye, climbed up Yan Fengqing's clothes and slowly sank into his body.

Fu Kong sneered disdainfully: "It's really stingy, it was originally Lin Heng's merit, but it has to be transferred to Yan Fengqing."

"When did you see that the way of heaven has been generous." Fu Jia rolled her eyes towards the sky.

"How about it, do you want to go back with me?" Fu Kong asked.

"I don't worry about Lin Heng, just wait." Fu Jia waved her hand towards Fu Kong, then turned and ran away, until she got close to Lin Heng, and then stopped quickly, shouting: "Heaven will not send heaven's punishment."

Lin Heng finally came to his senses, looked at Yan Fengqing and burst into tears: "You don't have to die, you don't have to die."

"En." Yan Fengqing's body began to solidify after absorbing the merits, his paleness faded from his face, and his lips became rosy again.

He got up and hugged Lin Heng, and comforted him: "Don't cry, my heart hurts."

"Yeah." Lin Heng wiped his eyes, but was still crying.

"Go back and cry on the bed." Yan Fengqing chuckled in Lin Heng's ear.

"You bullied me." Lin Heng twitched, his eyes were red, and he looked at Yan Fengqing with an aggrieved look.

"...Hmm." Yan Fengqing's stomach tightened,