The book never ends

The snowflakes no longer fell all over the sky, followed by icy raindrops.The cold air in the rain is too heavy, falling on the edge of the umbrella, flowing down the umbrella ribs, and slowly condensing into needle-shaped ice crystals, which are crystal clear and make subtle chirping sounds in the cold wind.Two tall and thin figures walked side by side in this extremely cold place holding umbrellas, a circle of faint white light covered their bodies, and when the raindrops approached, they were all bounced off.

"Senior brother, is that Wannian Xue Po here?" The boy's face was already purple with cold, and the white mist lingered in his breath, blurring his face, only those clear eyes could be seen.

"The records in the Zongmen classics are indeed here." Another older youth turned his head, with a warm smile on his face, as if the surrounding environment had become much gentler.

"Senior Brother, if you find Wannian Xue Po, you will be able to forge Master's Hanxiao Sword, right?" The young man's tone was somewhat expectant, and he reconfirmed with his senior brother.

"Of course it's possible." The young man's hand without an umbrella patted the young man's shoulder lightly.

"Then we must find it! This time, I have troubled senior brother to come out with me. This birthday gift from master is for the two of us!" The young man raised his head slightly, and looked at the young man gratefully.

"Okay..." The young man nodded and replied in a gentle voice.

"Brother, is that Wannian Xue Po?"

"Brother, this Xue Po can move!"

"Brother! I can't fight it! Help me!"

"Senior Brother...Senior Brother..." You...why didn't you save me like you did back then...

In the book, Ji Wuduan was lying on the green grass, his whole body was covered with a layer of snow and frost, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and the expression on his face was extremely painful, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

The incarnation of Chu Xie stood quietly beside him, and because of the exhaustion of his spiritual power, it had faded to the point where only a shadow remained.He stretched out his hand to caress Ji Wuduan's cheek, but he passed through it directly. His body, which was as light as a cloud of smoke, gradually disappeared with the wind, leaving only a heavy sigh in the air.

At the foot of the green hill, Ji Wuduan raised his head slightly and put one hand on his heart.Betrayed and deceived by someone he trusted completely detonated the demon hidden in his heart.A tyrannical emotion gushed out from the bottom of his heart, he wanted to kill, kill, kill, he wanted to destroy everything in this world!

Ripples appeared in the air like a mirror, and the surrounding spiritual power was attracted by an invisible strong energy, and in a blink of an eye, a black cyclone that was constantly rotating and devouring was formed.That black cyclone is Ji Wuduan's sword field, controlled by the killing consciousness at this moment, even the sword field is full of evil spirits, and has changed into another form.

The black sword intent turned into filament-like sword energy and quickly flew out of the black cyclone, wrapping around the crescent moon that was flying towards it in an instant.The crescent moon seemed to be stuck in mud, and its movements gradually slowed down until it couldn't move.

Ji Wuduan seemed to have completely lost his mind at this moment, and all his behaviors only followed the killing instinct.

At some point, his eyes had turned bright red like blood, and two tears overflowed from their sockets, but in a short while, those tears were evaporated by the violent inner strength, and the original handsome and cold appearance no longer existed, and his clothes were full of hair. With the energy flying wildly around his body, his white face was covered with strange black veins, and the mandala flower on his forehead seemed to come alive, spreading and covering half of his cheeks.

A long howl came from his slightly opened mouth, and a monstrous murderous aura swept out from his body, and the time and space within a radius of ten miles froze for an instant.Chu Xie, who was closest to him, froze, as if standing opposite him was no longer a human being, but a demon, a terrifying creature that regarded all living beings as enemies.

"There's something wrong with his situation." Chu Xie looked solemnly in the direction of Ji Wuduan's avatar, feeling that even the sky and the earth trembled slightly under the powerful fluctuation of spiritual power.

"Being controlled by the inner demon, this time, I really fell into the devil's way." Yan Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a flat tone.

"Master Demon Lord, help me!" Chu Xie screamed. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented crisis. After being enchanted, Ji Wudu seemed to have become extremely powerful. A little bit of corrosion melted away, and even his primordial spirit was also injured.

Yan Mo snorted coldly, he took a step forward with his right foot, and saw a black shadow like thick ink dripping on the rice paper, starting from his feet, spread out in a fan shape, covering him in an instant In the range of more than a hundred feet in front of him, deafening roars of beasts resounded through the sky, and in the shadow there were giant beasts struggling to form, one by one like hills, galloping towards Ji Wuduan's sword field.

More black sword energy shot out from Ji Wuyuan's mutated sword domain, entangled and wrestled with the monsters attacking head on.For a moment, the sound of sharp blades cutting and the screams of monsters were mixed together, the whole world was only black and white, the sky was like a canvas being splashed with ink, the sky within a hundred miles darkened instantly, and there was a red thunder in the sky In a flash, the hurricane roared, and the demonic flames raged to the sky. All the nearby creatures were eroded by the demonic energy, and they were instantly shattered, and then the hurricane was swept into the black shadow like thick ink in front of Yanmo.

Yan Mo's cultivation base is unfathomable, and Chu Xie is beside him to help. After the two joined forces, Ji Wudu was overwhelmed in just a moment, and the blood oozing out gradually stained his robes, and he looked like a murderer. god.However, there is too much difference in strength, his spiritual power only erupted for a moment, the sword field in front of him gradually faded under the consumption of the black shadow, and the hurricane blew his body slightly shaking. Although he was struggling to support, he was already at the end of his strength.

"However, the cultivation base in the Mahayana period is so powerful. Master was right. It's a pity..." Seeing this scene, Chu Xie felt relieved. He flipped his palm, and there was a long black whip in his hand. With a sound of 'click', the whip fell from the hand, and the long black whip suddenly burst into dazzling golden light, and the strong wind sounded, and the images of countless monsters appeared in the air, and they howled loudly. With the sound of whistling wind, he headed down towards Ji Wuduan.

Ji Wuduan raised his head and looked directly at the long whip waving towards him, with an expression of unwillingness, anger, and monstrous hatred on his face!Why!The person he valued should treat him like this!

At this moment, a pink figure galloped from the side, just blocking the flying whip.

The time and space around Ji Wuduan seemed to be blocked for an instant.

His eyes lowered slightly, looking at the thin figure who fell at his feet, with a dazed look on his face, time and space were running again, he slowly squatted down, half-kneeled beside the blood-covered boy, stretched out his hand He hugged him.

At that moment, he was surrounded by a pitch-black aura, and the strange attraction made the space around him become distorted, and the aura twisted like a ferocious dragon. , struggling, seems to tear everything in the space.An empty, ruthless, violent, and scorching atmosphere enveloped the wilderness, and all things mourned in response.

Chu Xie's face became extremely ugly, he hurriedly glanced at Yan Mo, and murmured: "It's none of my business, he rushed over by himself."

Yan Mo's face was expressionless, and he didn't listen to his flustered explanation, but the spiritual power emanating from his body was much stronger than before.

Chu Xie gritted her teeth, turned her head to look at the black cyclone that was getting closer and closer in front of Ji Wuduan, her heart sank, and she swung the black whip again.

At this moment, a white and slender hand stretched out from mid-air, firmly holding one end of the long whip, a huge hole was torn open in the black sky, and the dazzling sunlight shone down, shining on the person who came. On his body, his long hair is fluttering, his sleeves are flying, and he looks like a fairy descending from the earth under the sun.

"That's enough, we're all in the same clan anyway, why bother killing them all?"

"You're here." Yan Mo raised his head and looked at the figure in midair, and said faintly.

"It's still a step too late..." Chu Xie regretted holding the other end of the whip.

The visitor raised his hand, and suddenly a huge gourd flew out of his hand, instantly taking the bodies of the bewitched Ji Wuduan and Jiang Ce into it.He glanced coldly at Chu Xie and Yan Mo, and sighed softly: "The sect has never treated you two badly, so why do you bother to kill so hard?"

"Forget it, I didn't expect to be able to hide it for a long time, but it's just a momentary obsession." Chu Xie showed a helpless look on his face when he saw him coming. This person's cultivation is completely invisible now, and he can break through Yan Mo's body. The enchantment must already be above Yanmo.The arrival of this person shows that the Zongmen already knows about him, and it is unnecessary to silence him now.

"However, the second senior brother didn't need to take action just now. The younger senior brother has become like this, and he will definitely cause harm to the world in the future. I will kill him to do justice for the heavens."

Taoist Suifeng snorted coldly, "Even if you want to do justice for the sky, it's not your turn." A gleam flashed in his hand, and the whip was smashed into pieces by him.He turned his head to look at Yan Mo, his originally gentle face was solemn at this moment, and he said in a stern tone: "I shouldn't have softened my heart back then, leaving you with a trace of vitality, so that it caused today's disaster."

"The kindness you spared my life back then, I have engraved it in my heart for thousands of years, and I never dare to forget it." Yan Mo looked at him for a long time, his tone was indifferent, and he could not hear the slightest emotion.

"Since you have a heart of gratitude, how can you come back and hurt your fellow disciples?" Taoist Suifeng burst out with momentum and his tone was serious.

"This matter is not my intention." Yan Mo did not explain, but just stated the facts. He looked directly at Taoist Suifeng, and changed the subject: "You are going to ascend."

"So what?" Suifeng Taoist frowned slightly. He had been in seclusion these days, and there were indeed faint signs of ascension.His cultivation has reached the realm of Shattering the Void, and he ascended to the Heaven Realm in just a few days.But other than himself, no one else knew about it, Yan Mo's words made his mind tremble slightly, and his doubts arose suddenly.

"I'll come to see you for the last time." Yan Mo's attitude was still flat, and the words he said did not contain the slightest emotion.

"The fate between you and me as a master and apprentice is over, this last look, it's worth not to look at it." Taoist Suifeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a trace of limp in his calm and calm state of mind.

"Master, can you not ascend?" Yan Mo asked.

Taoist Suifeng paused, and said coldly, "What do you mean by that?" He really couldn't bear the events of that year, and he didn't know if he could get through the last catastrophe before his ascension.

"Can you not ascend?" Yan Mo asked again stubbornly.

"No." Taoist Suifeng replied truthfully, he was always confused about this apprentice's thoughts, it was true thousands of years ago, and it is still the same now.

"Master, this is the last chance, can you not ascend?" Yan Mo sighed softly.

Taoist Suifeng shook his head without hesitation: "No! What do you want?"