When the protagonists and villains become bamboo horses

At this time, Xie Shi and Xie Zhiwei came to the entrance of the illusion, but could not enter.

Presented in front of their eyes is a desolate and dry forest, with no one left, and the criss-crossing branches cutting the distant yellowed sky.There are no birds and other animals in the forest, and it is so quiet that you can hear the crisp sound of dead branches falling to the ground.

Holding the sword in front of Xie Shi, Xie Zhiwei and Xie Zhiwei slowly walked into the deserted forest. They both walked in a straight line, but they went around and returned to the original place.

"I'm pretty sure that Yan Yu is trapped in this illusion," Xie Zhiwei mused, "However, Immortal Wenyuan seems to have cleverly hidden the specific entrance to the illusion."

Xie Shi frowned slightly, his eyes coldly swept across the dry forest in front of him, and suggested: "Why don't we just burn all these trees?"

When he learned that Yan Yu was in danger, he didn't want to wait any longer, he just hoped that he could enter the illusion immediately and rescue Yan Yu.

Xie Zhiwei shook his head and stopped Xie Shi's thoughts, "I don't know what role these trees play in the illusion. If they are burned rashly, they may affect Yan Yu in the illusion."

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Xie Shi next to him, with comfort in his eyes, he reminded in a deep voice: "I know you are burning with anxiety because of worrying about Yan Yu, but the more critical the situation is, the more you have to calm down, otherwise you will make people suffer." Things got worse."

Why doesn't Xie Shi understand this truth?

But as soon as he thought that Yan Yu was in danger, his mind was involuntarily filled with various terrifying images, and his inner insecurity reached its peak in an instant.

He couldn't wait to see Yan Yu, reached out to touch the other's fresh face, hugged the other's body with all his strength, and listened to the vibrant heartbeat.

Only this kind of real contact can calm the chaos in his heart at this moment, and let him understand that this person is alive and well.

However, Xie Shi also understood the necessity of calmness.

Worrying about panic and unscrupulousness will only lead them to a dead end, not only cannot help them rescue Yan Yu, but will have a counterproductive effect, and even become a drag on Yan Yu.

Thinking of this, Xie Shi took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

His fingers hanging by his side were clenched tightly, and the nails sank into the palm of his hand. A faint pain came from him, which made his mind slightly clear.

"I see," Xie Shi responded, "I will try my best to calm myself down."

Xie Zhiwei noticed the small movements of his fingers, and secretly sighed.

Afterwards, the two observed for a long time in front of the deserted forest, and tried countless ways to break the formation, but there was still no result.

"Immortal Wenyuan's skills are unique, ever-changing, weird and unpredictable, and can't be understood with ordinary formation theory." Xie Zhiwei commented so, with a worried look on his face.

Hearing this, Xie Shi frowned even tighter, and became more worried in his heart, but the thoughts in his mind became clearer, and the movements in his hands were calm and calm.

He pulled out a red thread from his pocket and pinched it on his fingertips.

The red thread is as red as blood, and the fingertips are as white as jade. The two form a sharp color contrast.

Seeing the red line, Xie Zhiwei asked aloud, "Is this the line of fate?"

"Yes," Xie Shi nodded, "I want to see if I can use this thing to forcibly open the illusion. Like the illusion in front of me, it was created by the Immortal Wenyuan, and there may be something in common in the way the two operate their spiritual power .”

As he spoke, his fingers danced between the red lines according to some mysterious rules.

In the dark, Xie Shi felt that the connection between himself and the heaven and earth had become closer, and the world in front of him gradually faded and turned gray and white.In the gloomy sky and earth, thin lines that are dazzlingly red or as black as black ink appear faintly.

One end of the thin thread is tied to the person's body, and the other end goes straight up, sinking into the distant sky, making it hard to see clearly.

It turns out that the destiny refers to the fate of the heavens?

Xie Shi is relying on the fate line in his hand to try to comprehend the destiny inheritance he just obtained in Huixian Pavilion.

He concentrated his consciousness and tried to see every thin line in front of his eyes, but he felt mentally exhausted after a while, and his brain felt dense pain like a needle prick.

puff!

Xie Shi suddenly leaned forward and vomited a mouthful of blood, forming a small pool of blood in front of him.

Seeing this, Xie Zhiwei made a tactic with both hands, and quickly protected Xie Shi's heart.

"You are too anxious," he said, "The inheritance of destiny is all-encompassing, difficult and obscure, and it is not something you can easily comprehend overnight. You have to take your time."

Xie Shi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and showed a bitter smile, "I can take my time, but Brother Xiu Ling doesn't have to wait for me."

"Alas." Seeing Xie Shi's stubborn appearance, Xie Zhiwei couldn't help sighing again.

Xie Shi knew very well the importance of time to Yan Yu at this moment, if they saved a little more time on their side, Yan Yu's side might be less dangerous.

Therefore, after simply recovering his energy, he did not take much rest, and began to realize the inheritance of destiny again.

This time, he didn't force himself to comprehend all the content in the inheritance, but focused on it, looking for the most valuable and easy-to-use part at this time.

There are many types of fate, according to the color, there are black and red, the black line represents evil fate, and the red line represents good fate; according to the type, there are family, love, friendship, kindness...

Currently, Xie Shi mainly comprehends the love line in the destiny inheritance, also known as the marriage line.

There is no other reason, it is easy to learn and use.

After a few sticks of incense, Xie Shi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, his lips parted slightly, and he let out a breath of foul air slowly.

He succeeded.

Xie Shi opened his fingers, and there was a red line of marriage lying on the palm, its color was as bright as new, and Xie Shi was clearly recognized as the main one.

His mind moved slightly, and the red thread swayed slightly, very obedient.

Xie Shi raised his hand to touch his neck, pulled off the Yun Lingzhu containing Yan Yu's blood essence, and tied it to one end of the red thread.

"Move!" He ordered in a low voice.

In the next moment, the red line straightened, extending infinitely deep into the wild forest, and finally submerged in a transparent barrier.

To the naked eye, it appears as if the end of the red line is suspended in mid-air.

Xie Zhiwei waited by the side for a long time. After seeing this scene, he couldn't help saying with a little joy in his tone, "The entrance has appeared."

"En." Xie Shi nodded slightly, stood up from the ground, clenched the Yun Lingzhu tightly in his hand, and walked slowly along the direction indicated by the red line with excitement.

Xie Zhiwei followed him step by step.

When the two reached the end of the red line, the tip of their noses suddenly touched an invisible barrier as thick as water, so they held their breath, closed their eyes, and went straight through.

When he opened his eyes again, Xie Shi found himself standing on a high wall.

The air is filled with a thick smell of gunpowder smoke, and the battlefield is full of blood and flesh.Tens of thousands of immortal cultivators and demon cultivators fought in a melee, and colorful magic lights and shadows criss-crossed the battlefield.Occasionally, the roar of a subdued spirit beast came from the crowd, which contained a world-shaking power.

At the same time, Xie Shi also noticed that the clothes on his body had changed, so he let go of his consciousness and "looked" at himself from head to toe.

In the wide field of vision of his spiritual consciousness, he saw himself dressed in a snow-white robe, wearing a gold silk and jade crown, dressed noble and holy.

He continued to look around, and suddenly found a group of immortal cultivators surrounding him solemnly, with respect and attention.

"Master Shenzi!" someone called out.

Xie Shi heard the words, his face was calm and composed, but his mind was slightly disturbed.

Oh, it seems that he has become the son of God in the illusion.

"The Demon Venerable disregarded the common people in the world, deliberately provoked disputes, and caused wars among immortal cultivators and demon cultivators." The man said righteously, "I invited Demon Venerable Yaochi to discuss peace the day before yesterday, but I was flatly rejected. Now people are dying, and the flames of war continue , our monks can no longer back down."

Xie Shi maintained the cold and arrogant demeanor of the son of God, his eyes fell on the monk who was speaking, and he remained silent without saying a word.

Seeing this, the man gritted his teeth, and continued: "The devil seed is causing trouble in the world, and Lord Shenzi is one of the few people in the world who can restrain the devil seed. Therefore, today, I implore Lord Shenzi to take action to subdue the devil seed, so as to bring peace to all people in the world. "

When he said the last sentence, all the monks on the high wall knelt down with a huff, their movements were in unison, and their voices were loud and resounded throughout the field.

"I implore Lord Son of God to act!"

All of a sudden, these words reverberated around the high wall like a wave, with an inspiring excitement that made all the surrounding immortals boil inside.

They seemed to have seen the bright future in which the Son of God defeated the demon seed and the immortal cultivator swept away the demon cultivator, and they began to feel elated ahead of time.

Obviously Xie Shi hasn't given a positive response yet, but the immortal cultivators in the battlefield seem to be inspired infinitely, fighting even harder.

The demon cultivators noticed the excitement of the immortal cultivator on the opposite side, but they were at a loss.However, this does not prevent them from taking advantage of the opponent's over-excited emotions to set up traps, deliberately revealing flaws, inducing the opponent to make a move, and then taking the opportunity to kill.

It can be said that so far, in this battle, Xianxiu's side has fought the most excitedly, and Moxiu's side has harvested the most heads.

In comparison between the two, Moxiu's side seems to be winning.

Immortal Xiu Da Neng on the high wall saw this clearly, and became more and more anxious in his heart, urgently urging the Lord Shenzi in their eyes to act immediately.

"As long as you make a move, Lord Shenzi, we will be victorious." One of them said with emotion.

Others also followed suit: "Yes, a mere demon, even if he is a demon, what are you afraid of!"

Xie Shi was also anxious.While the people around him were talking, his gaze scanned the smoky battlefield in front of him inch by inch, looking at the faces of the demon cultivators in battle, but he couldn't find Yan Yu's figure.

Brother Xiu Ling, where are you?

Xie Shi, who had been looking for Yan Yu for a long time, clenched his fingers, wishing to jump from the high wall into the chaotic battlefield to find someone at close range.

Hearing the urging of the immortal cultivators around him, he turned sideways and asked, "Mozun... where is he?"

Someone pointed to a place beyond the high wall and said, "It's there."

Xie Shi followed the sound to look over, and found that Yan Yu had appeared in front of the battlefield at some point, quietly looking at him on the high wall who was dressed as a god, his eyes were dim and unclear.

At the same time, a red line of marriage, invisible to everyone, traverses the flames of war, passes through bloody fights, and firmly connects the two.

"Brother Xiu Ling!" Xie Shi shouted in surprise.

In the eyes of others, Lord Shenzi stood there with a blank face, looking like a snow lotus on the top of a mountain, cold and pure white, full of a sense of alienation that rejects people thousands of miles away.

However, the news of Mozun's appearance was like a cluster of flames, which burned away his superficial coldness and alienation in the blink of an eye.

Xie Shi couldn't care about the astonished eyes of the surrounding immortals looking at him, his eyes were only full of Yan Yu, the demon king standing proudly on the battlefield.

Brother Xiu Ling is still fine, that's great.

He had been worried about Yan Yu's safety before, but now seeing Yan Yu appearing in front of him intact, his emotions plummeted, and fireworks of happiness were set off in his mind.

Xie Shi's eyes were as bright as the stars, and his robe was windy. Just like what he thought at first, he jumped down from the high wall with all his strength.

The gorgeous white robe swayed left and right with his movements, looking from a distance, it looked like a snow-white lotus fluttering in the wind, floating leisurely from the top of the snow mountain into Xuanyi Moxiu's arms.

The moment he threw himself into Yan Yu's arms, Xie Shi felt as if he had grasped the whole of his world.

The high wall was hundreds of feet from the ground, and when Xie Shi jumped off, he took off vigorously, so his impact was not insignificant.

From the visual point of view, Xie Shi danced beautifully and romantically, but from the point of view of experience, he was like a fired cannonball, forcing Yan Yu back a few steps abruptly, almost not directly throwing him down.

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