Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

Xi Feiluan walked forward against the wind, the more he walked in that direction, the stronger the wind was, blowing so hard that people couldn't stand still.

The sand and rocks on the ground were swept into the air, and the flying sand and rocks made him blind. He had to block it with his arms and walked there with difficulty.

Xi Feiluan walked along the wall, the wind on the corner was a little less, and it was not that difficult to walk. Soon, he came to the corner where the spirit stone cart disappeared before. There were two iron gates hidden here. Pounce in against the wind, hold the door lever tightly so as not to be sucked by the tornado.

In the dim yellow flying sand, he saw that there seemed to be a large flat land in front of him, and there were dots of starlight scattered on the flat land, converging into a circle like a galaxy, and the center of the circle was covered by black air that seemed to have substance, and the black air was constantly rotating. It was compressed and retracted towards the center, and at the very center surrounded by black air, there was something faintly emitting purple light.

Rakshasa Sword!

But why is the Rakshasa sword in the center of a strange formation?Xi Feiluan was stunned for a moment, a wisp of black energy rushed past him, Xi Feiluan sensed that familiar aura—this is demonic energy!

Countless magic energy turned into strands and flowed from all directions to the center of the formation, and was absorbed by the formation.

The Rakshasa sword was inserted in the center of the formation, buzzing nonstop.

In the blink of an eye, Xi Feiluan understood the key point.

This is the ancient Eight-Gan Formation, with a huge amount of spirit stones as a guide, and Buddha relics placed in the eyes of the formation, which can attract the spiritual energy of the world, and it was originally used to deal with the outbreak of ghosts——

But at this time, the most yin thing in the world is placed in the eye of the formation, the sword Rakshasa of the demon kings of all ages.

All the devilish energy in the world is aroused by this formation, but devilish energy is different from aura, which is conceived by the heavens and the earth and is endless, but devilish energy is only produced in the bodies of the natural demons and the human race and monsters who practice the way of magic, so it can't be easily moved .

If it moves...

Xi Feiluan didn't dare to think about it anymore, the Qin family had been hiding the collection of spirit stones from the families for so long, this matter was obviously done on purpose, he had to stop the formation from continuing.

He took a breath, let go of the iron rod and moved towards the eye of the formation. The wind was so strong that he was blown to the ground within a few steps, and he was not blown away by lying half on the ground.

The black air surging around became darker and darker, and more and more demonic energy was absorbed from all directions. Xi Feiluan searched for the location of the Rakshasa Sword in the black air, but could barely catch a faint purple light.

there!

He collected himself, leaned over and walked slowly into the formation.

The further you go in, the less you can see the surrounding environment. Xi Feiluan seems to have fallen into the dark night where you can't see your fingers. You can only walk forward by groping. Fortunately, his perception is not bad. Ryo's sword hilt touched the palm of his hand.

He immediately held it tightly, trying to pull the sword out of the formation.

The violent wind and thick darkness around him had already paralyzed his five senses. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands, stood up slowly in the wind, breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled it up vigorously—the sword remained motionless.

Xi Feiluan didn't believe in evil, so he used his hands and feet together, kicked his feet on the ground, and lifted his hands up. After trying for a long time, the sword didn't move at all.

Strange, what evil method did the Qin family use?

He couldn't pull out the sword. Holding the sword in one hand, he squatted down and tried to pick out the spirit stone embedded in the formation. Just as his fingertips were about to touch the spirit stone, a burst of white light suddenly burst out from the formation below him. , knocked Xi Feiluan out, rolled a few times on the ground, and fell to the ground.

"Cough...cough..." Xi Feiluan raised his head with his arms covered, the sand choked into his trachea, the wind was so strong that it became difficult to breathe, he crawled forward two steps, squinting at the flying sand The faint purple light in the middle.

The Rakshasa sword kept humming, as if crying, but was bound by the formation and was unable to break free.

Waves of strange fluctuations came out of the sword and spread to Xi Feiluan.

An extremely strange feeling appeared in Xi Feiluan's heart, as if something was crying, something was struggling, sending a request to him, begging him to save himself.

Are you... asking me for help?

Xi Feiluan stretched out his hand towards the Rakshasa sword in the wind and sand.

If you are my sword, then respond to me.

The trembling of the Rakshasa sword stopped suddenly, and with a clear clang, a faint purple halo emerged from the sword, surging around like a tide, the wind stopped, and Xi Feiluan stood up slightly in a daze.

In the next moment, the gust of wind suddenly turned against the current, and a huge suction force was generated around the sword. Countless demonic energy that was attracted by the formation and condensed in mid-air was suppressed by this suction and rushed towards the Rakshasa sword in the formation. Xi Feiluan was pushed by the wind, Before he had time to grab something, he fell into the vortex with huge suction, and the fallen leaves were crushed by the spiral wind in it, Xi Feiluan's eyes widened.

Seeing that he was about to fall into the vortex, his wrist was suddenly strangled, and his whole body was suspended in the air, shaking slightly. The thin silver chains connected to the shackles on his wrists were tense in the air, as if they were about to break at any moment. of.

Xi Feiluan's field of vision was filled with surging demon energy, he could hardly see anything, he didn't know where the thin chain was hanging, he didn't dare to move rashly, there was a dark vortex behind him, the demon energy had been compressed to the extreme, and it began to erode the inlaid in the formation The spirit stone exuding gleaming white light was turned purple, and then was eroded by the devil energy, turning into powder in an instant.

Xi Feiluan swallowed, the vortex spread again, the devilish energy eroded the corners of his clothes, and the purple-black breath climbed up the clothes like flames, and the clothes shredded, and the next second, the silver chain was suddenly tightened , There was a force at the other end that was counterbalanced by the gust of wind, and Xi Feiluan was pulled out of the black mist with two or three strokes, and he flung himself into a warm embrace, with a hand tightly hugging him behind his back.

"Junior Brother..." Xi Feiluan raised his head.

The purple light was reflected in Yu Sheng's eyes, he stared at the gradually expanding vortex not far away, and used the anti-wind formation in his hand: "I told you not to run around."

"Senior brother took my words as a deaf ear again, didn't you?"

Xi Feiluan was wronged, so he could only silently pretend not to hear: "Junior brother, this formation..."

"This formation can kill all the demons in the world without moving a single soldier." Yu Sheng's voice seemed to be frozen: "Senior brother, let me ask you one last time: who are you?"

"I..." Xi Feiluan was held in his arms. Before he could think about it, his strength suddenly seemed to be taken away by something. His hand was weakly grasping Yu Sheng's sleeve, but it slipped down bit by bit——

"I'm a demon..." He fell down in a daze, watching the ground get closer and closer to him, and the thick demonic energy separated from his body in strands and flew towards the formation.

Ah——it seems that I am really a demon.he thought blankly.

"Brother——!"

The sword of bitterness appeared in silver light and was nailed in front of the two of them. Yu Sheng held the sword in one hand and hugged Xi Feiluan in the other. Xi Feiluan leaned on his lap, and his thoughts slowly stopped.

Wisps of devilish energy were stripped from his body, and his vitality was peeled off together. The magic seal on his forehead was as bright red as blood, and his face was as pale as snow.

Junior brother is calling him... Junior brother is saying something to him... Junior brother...why does he look so anxious?Obviously she was still attacking him just now...

Xi Feiluan closed his eyes halfway, and the surrounding voices gradually moved away from him. He saw Yu Sheng holding him in his arms, and gradually moved away from the purple-black vortex, but the speed of the loss of magic energy did not seem to slow down much. He no longer Any strength left.

Am I going to die...

No, I can't die yet, I still have a lot of things I haven't had time to do...

But what am I... going to do?

Transcend robbery?salvation?It seems... nothing is right...

What am I here for...

I'm coming... I'm coming...

A ray of light suddenly reflected in the chaotic thoughts, and in an instant, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind——

I'm here to find someone.

But who is that person...

His thoughts suddenly collapsed, and the severe headache awakened Xi Feiluan's consciousness. In a haze, Xi Feiluan opened his eyes and saw crazy surging air currents in front of him. Those turbid air currents were mixed with purple-black devilish energy, and the air currents surged chaotically. It seems that there are two directions of air currents colliding with each other, some are rushing in, some are going out, and Xi Feiluan is tied to a thick tree by a silver chain, and the evil energy in his body has no longer flowed out.

He tried to stand up, but the strength in his body couldn't even break free from the thin silver chain. The wind blew him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. There was a huge roar coming from somewhere behind him. Xi Feiluan turned his head to look hard. , the purple light penetrated the flying dust and reflected into his eyes, in the purple-black vortex, there was a person who pulled out the Rakshasa sword wrapped in purple electricity from the formation!

Dense electric light surged in the center of the formation, entangled on the sword soaked in purple light. Yu Sheng held the sword in both hands, and at the same time wanted to push the magic sword back to the formation's eye. The handle was wrapped around his hand, and wound up along the forearm, until Yu Sheng's face was blue and white reflected by the purple light. His eyes were red, and his expression was as if Sen Luo had descended into the world. In an instant, Xi Feiluan's thoughts were clear again , He stared there blankly, raised his hand and broke the silver chain that bound him.

He found the man.

—I found it long ago.

The silver chains and shackles fell to the ground, Xi Feiluan stood up, the wind ceased wherever he passed, and an invisible, gentle force emanated from him. He stretched out his hand, and the golden spiritual flow turned into silk strands and rushed towards the vortex, like silk threads Wrapped around the Rakshasa sword, the purple light was gradually covered by the gold, and Yu Sheng's red eyes had a halo, he raised his head in a daze: "Brother..."

A smear of bright red remained along the corner of his mouth.

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