change god

In reality, Ye Wujian just gushes out gushes of blood from the top of her head, but in her internal form, she is far from that.

In Ye Wujian's internal image, she and Xie Yingzhou are standing on the banks of a raging river, on top of a jagged red cliff, there are two figures, one black and one white, and Ye Wujian, who is in a white robe, At this time, she was dyed red by the blood pouring from the top of her head, and she became like a shattered glass product. Starting from the head, face, and body, cracks began to appear, and in the cracks, blood kept gushing out .

But even so, she was still not demonized, only two horns grew from her forehead, and the rest still looked human.

Xie Yingzhou who was standing next to her didn't seem to notice Ye Wujian's change, she just raised her head, staring at the sky of Ye Wujian's inner face in a daze.

Ye Wujian's inner face, the sky has always been orange-red, and there are thick gray clouds churning, as if the end of the world is coming.

Xie Yingzhou has come to Ye Wujian's interior frequently recently, and has seen the bleak scene in front of her countless times.

It would be a lie to say that you don't mind, as a couple, you always hope that you can redeem everything that others cannot shake in the other party, to prove your specialness.

But the inner phase, which sprouts from childhood and is rooted in the soul with age, cannot be easily changed.

When Xie Yingzhou thought about this point, she was completely relieved.

The so-called redemption is just a kind of self-moving nihility, regardless of whether Ye Wujian needs her to redeem, whether she is depraved or struggling, she is Ye Wujian, and Xie Yingzhou likes her.

So there is no need to think about redeeming the other party at all.

Xie Yingzhou was looking around, and soon, a woman in her 40s appeared in Xie Yingzhou's field of vision. The woman's long black hair was casually rolled up, flying in the air, blown away by the wind, her face showed A sickly grayish white, with two dark circles under the eye sockets that are worse than Xie Yingzhou's, as if she hasn't slept well all year round.

The woman was wearing a light-colored loose long dress, the sleeves almost reached her ankles, which made her look a bit like Tsing Yi on the stage, but what impressed people most was her pair of bright red pupils that were exactly the same as Ye Wujian's. The vertical pupils make people recognize the fact that she is a demon at a glance.

The corners of Xie Yingzhou's mouth turned up slightly. To be honest, she was really afraid that disaster would not come, because the banquet was already prepared. If the invited guests didn't come, wouldn't it be a waste?

With a light push, the rushing river under the feet of Xie Yingzhou and Ye Wujian collapsed inch by inch, and the heavy floor tiles half a foot long began to spread out, until finally, it became a wide circular platform, followed by high platforms around it. Layer upon layer, it became a huge Colosseum.

In order to reduce Ye Wujian's burden, Xie Yingzhou limited the battle venue to a certain range, so as to prevent the battle with Scourge later from being too intense and causing an irreversible impact on Ye Wujian's inner phase.

However, these small thoughts were concealed by Xie Yingzhou's carelessness. Instead, she looked like she was going to die with others.

With the formation of the Colosseum in front of him, he said clearly that there can only be one person who can leave here alive today.

Disaster frowned slightly when he saw Xie Yingzhou for the first time, but he didn't dodge, but landed steadily in the middle of the Colosseum, and Xie Yingzhou followed.

"I heard that you like playing games. Do you know that if I were a gamer, you would be just a small boss in my life." Xie Yingzhou started to taunt first, her voice was soft, and she looked like she was already winning .

"Laozi is the dungeon boss. You have to open up wasteland several times before you can beat it. Do you really think you are the protagonist?"

Xie Yingzhou was stunned for a moment. As a person who doesn't play games, she doesn't quite understand the meaning of copying and opening up wasteland in the mouth of the disaster, but she also knows that people with dirty mouths are definitely not the kind of people who play games well.

"Are you one of those, the so-called trolls? Just the one with a big mouth but a terrible game?"

"Fart your mother! You are the teammate of the pig!" Misfortune spat back in a familiar manner.

Ye Wujian stood on the stands of the Colosseum, trying hard to maintain the stability of his inner appearance, looking at the two people in the middle of the arena who were like children's play, but there was no wave on his face.

The advantage of fighting against disaster in her internal form is that disaster cannot use many moves, such as talismans, spells, treasures, etc. Of course, the same is true for Xie Yingzhou.

They can only use aura to decide the outcome.

This does not seem to have many benefits, but Ye Wujian's inner appearance can maintain a cage when she is still healthy, trapping disasters.

Without any bells and whistles, Xie Yingzhou wants to fight against Huo Yi in this Colosseum.

Xie Yingzhou had just landed in the middle of the Colosseum, and she hadn't exchanged too much trash talk, but soon a raging demonic fire erupted from the soles of her feet, engulfing her in it.

When the calamity was about to take the next step, a dark vortex appeared behind Xie Yingzhou. In that vortex, endless pale golden light was burning, and as the vortex spread, it turned into thin golden lines. .

The vortex with countless golden thin lines zoomed in rapidly from near to far, until a dark ocean that swallowed all the light was formed in front of the eyes.

In this dark tide, bursts of blood mist began to rise, covering the blood mist, staying on the surface of the disaster, and beginning to corrode her.

In this pitch-black ocean with only subtle golden light, Xie Yingzhou looked majestic and majestic. She was dressed in black and melted into the sea water. At this time, her soft and beautiful cheeks seemed to be covered with a layer of white jade, shielding her from all mortal emotions. Emotions, like a king from the Nine Netherworlds, she lightly extinguished the demonic flames she was suffering from.

As soon as the misfortune made a move, Xie Yingzhou sensed something was wrong with the other party, and heard from Ye Wujian that she came to Zhenyang because she saw that the misfortune had a fight with her deadly enemy Dong Shijun.

Considering the battle between Liu Wuyue, who is ranked sixth on the question list, and the seventh-ranked Scourge, Xie Yingzhou has no reason not to guess that Scourge should be injured at this time!

Although I don't know who Dong Shijun Liu Wuyue is, she did help me a little.

Xie Yingzhou's gaze suddenly became as bright as the stars at this moment, and she fought the misfortune without any reservation.

Calamity's face was pale, and she began to breathe out bursts of white air. Her forehead grew black horns like Ye Wujian's when he was possessed, but her possessed was more thorough.

Not only her temperament, but also her face, hands and feet were changing in an inhuman direction. Xie Yingzhou saw her fiery red vertical pupils projecting her own figure, already occupied by a layer of anger and hatred.

The muffled sound of bone movement resounded, causing her neck to grow and swell. Layers of scales also grew on her face. On her back, a pair of black bone wings that could almost cover the sky appeared. Scourge completely turned into a gigantic dragon.

Xie Yingzhou put the palm of her left hand on the wrist of her other hand and pulled it suddenly. A narrow, straight and clumsy long sword appeared in her hand. Correspondingly, Ye Wu, whose eyes were closed and stabilized his internal image, was far away. Gradually, the scabbard she found in Yanqing Palace based on the "Book of Yu Maoyuan" written by Yin Li began to appear around her.

This is the good sword and scabbard obtained from the Tangyu tribe and the Luzhi tribe.

The scabbard gradually took shape, hanging quietly beside her.

With the growth of Xie Yingzhou's cultivation base and the deepening of her acceptance of the divine box, she has inherited many of Tianqi Lord's skills to a certain extent.

And as she took out the good sword, which she had been unwilling to take back before, it naturally took shape when it was placed in Ye Wujian's scabbard.

The evil dragon who turned into a dragon swayed his neck, turned his head to Xie Yingzhou, opened his mouth, and in her mouth, a group of hotter demonic flames appeared.

The scorching flames soared into the sky, dispelling the surrounding darkness, just like the darkness brought by Xie Yingzhou, it began to expand rapidly, and all the places burned by the demonic flames were turned into ashes.

Xie Yingzhou, who had already regained part of her predictive ability, only thought about the corresponding consequences of being burned by the magic flames, but did not think about how to put out the fire. Instead, she controlled the strong wind, just slightly off the ground, and immediately turned from defense to offense. Already pointing towards the misfortune, there are layers of faint blue sword glows, and the sword glows sway in circles, zooming down, covering the whole body of disaster within the faint blue sword glow.

The demonic flames created by the latter were also completely cut and eliminated by the blue blade light.

Xie Yingzhou's eyes turned white like Jushang Snake's eyes at some point, and a layer of blue light shone like two ice-blue spheres.

The wrath of the catastrophe reached its peak, and he almost lost his mind, burning his devilish energy even harder.

……

A certain street in Zhenyang.

A hunched and thin black figure walked slowly towards a nearby public well.

It was a man of indeterminate age. He was wearing a cotton padded jacket with several holes, and some cotton wool was exposed. Like the cotton padded jacket, it was stained black and gray by various stains and dust.

The man had a dirty beard on his face, and his arms exposed outside the cotton-padded clothes were so thin that only a layer of skin and bones remained. He dragged his heavy legs, walked to the well, and carefully fetched a bucket of water for himself.

He washed his hands and face first, and then he took out a razor from his pocket, and carefully shaved off the beard on his face, revealing his youthful and handsome face that was originally dirty.

It seems that he is only about 17 or 8 years old, far from the age to be called a man. His too thin and haggard face makes him look embarrassed and sad.

But his impressive eyes, even in such a dark night, there is still a layer of starlight shining on his eyes.

He has exactly the same eyes as Xie Yingzhou.

After shaving and washing his beard, Yin Li tidied up his half-length hair and tied it into a ponytail before getting up and leaving the public well.

He had a hunch that the one he had been waiting for was coming.

The author says:

QAQ It’s so hard to write a novel