shut up, shameless old thief

Huge thunder rumbled down.

Ji Bingzhu stood expressionlessly in an open space. The Crow Feather Sword was called out by him, but he didn't hold it in his hand, and just threw it aside casually.

The purple thunder that crossed the sky struck him one after another, each more fierce than the other, but when the previous thunder and lightning touched Ji Bingzhu's body, he seemed to be afraid of him, so he shrank back suddenly with a "crack", but the next thunder and lightning It is even more fierce than before, and it is bound to kill this tiny ant who is trying to be like the sky.

Ah Ya stood not far away, looking at Ji Bingzhu, who was standing motionless amidst the thunder and lightning, his eyes almost burst into tears from the strong lights in the sky.

Ji Bingzhu has stood there motionless since the start of the catastrophe, with a desolate and unyielding look on his face.

Not counting the first few strikes that didn't fall on him because he was afraid of him, at this moment he had already suffered nine thunderbolts with his flesh and blood.

Ji Bingzhu's body was covered with scars, but he stared blankly at the void as if he didn't know the pain.

The last thunderbolt brewed huge power in mid-air. Compared with the last thunderbolt, the power of the previous thunderbolts was nothing compared to this last one. Even Aya beside him couldn't help but look serious.

Life and death, success or failure, in one fell swoop.

Ji Bingzhu waited for a long time, before the last thunderstorm fell, he stretched out his hand to look at his arm that seemed to have been burnt to ashes, and with a slight movement, the black ashes fell off from the flesh and blood, rustling to the ground.

Ji Bingzhu's eyes were dead silent, and he murmured "Ah".

"Really..."

"It's not fun at all..."

With a sound of "Boom", the last thunderbolt struck down suddenly, hitting the land of hundreds of feet and sending dust flying all over the sky.

The last thunder seemed to contain the power to completely destroy the entire ancient thorn. Ji Bingzhu, who was struck by the lightning, immediately softened his knees and knelt down straight. It was smashed inch by inch, and then quickly reassembled because of the Yuan Dan in Dantian.

Smashed, reassembled.

Nirvana rebirth.

I don't know how many times this process has been repeated. Just when Ji Bingzhu thought that he might be smashed into ashes by this lightning, a white light flashed in front of him, and when he came back to his senses again, he was already in a cave. .

Ji Bingzhu was still immersed in the thunder and lightning, and he didn't recover at all, and then the two stumbled and walked towards him hand in hand.

Ji Bingzhu looked at them blankly, and his pupils shrank when he thought of something after a while.

There were two teenagers who came, one was full of demonic energy, the other was full of pure spiritual power. It is obviously impossible for a person who is about to become a demon and a person who cultivates Taoism to get along in such a harmonious way, but for some reason, the boy with demonic energy However, he walked out little by little with the young monk in his arms, and from time to time he looked around worriedly, as if he was avoiding someone's pursuit.

Finally, the two came to a pool.

The devilish youth gently placed the cultivator on the bank, picked up a handful of water and sprinkled it on the cultivator's face.

The boy woke up immediately after being shocked, coughed twice violently, and then slowly opened his eyes. Because of the movement of him sitting up, the long hair on his forehead slowly drooped, revealing a faint red mark between his brows.

The devilish young man's face was covered in blood, and on his forehead was tied a forehead that was either red or stained with blood. Looking at the young man with pure eyes, he said in a hoarse voice, "Here, exit."

The young monk looked at him blankly, grabbed his hand, coughed a few times before saying, "Aren't you coming with me?"

The demonic youth shook his head: "The hostility is too strong, only one person can pass through."

As he spoke, he took out a small warm yellow ball from his sleeve and put it in the palm of the monk. A smile appeared on his blood-stained face, and he said, "Hold this well. If you lose this, you can't go out." gone."

The young monk asked, "What is this?"

There was a trace of complexity on the face of the devilish young man, and he said: "Yuan Dan, it can protect you from the harm of the hostile energy outside."

"Whose Yuan Dan?"

"I... I picked it up just now, it's next to a corpse."

The monk said angrily, "You're talking nonsense!"

The demonic boy seemed to smile again, pushed the boy who was having a hard time into the pool, and said in a low voice: "Remember, you must not lose the Yuan Dan, this current can take you out of this devil's lair, when the time comes you Just bring someone back to save me."

Hearing the words, the monk immediately said angrily: "No! I don't want to go! Don't touch me, I want to go with you!"

The devilish boy was unexpectedly stubborn, he pushed the boy into the pool recklessly, Yuan Dan immediately turned into a circle and surrounded the boy to prevent him from being unable to breathe in the water.

This pool leads to a moat outside, as long as it can flow out along the water, it can get rid of the control of the Devil's Nest.

The young man trapped in Yuan Dan was full of anger and shouted: "Quickly let me go, let's go together!"

A pure smile appeared on the devilish young man's face, and he said softly, "I'm waiting for you to bring someone to rescue me."

The young man said: "You...you know it clearly! It is impossible for them to come to the Devil's Lair to take risks because of you. If I am here, they may still come. You can't let me go."

There was a trace of sadness on the face of the devilish boy, but he still pushed the boy's shoulders, and the circle immediately surrounded the boy's body and sank into the water, regardless of the boy's angry shout, it flowed towards the exit not far away.

The demonic boy looked at the circles that were disappearing more and more, and the smile that had been on his face disappeared slowly little by little. He seemed to have thought of something, stood up blankly and walked along the river bank a few steps, as if chasing that boy.

Soon, he reached the end of the cave, and there was no way to go. At the same time, there were a large number of footsteps of demon cultivators running towards him from behind.

The young man was taken aback, leaned against the wall in a panic, and tilted his head through a hole to see the scene of the young monk being sent out by the water flow.

He suddenly raised his hand tremblingly towards the direction of the water, and murmured: "Don't go..."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have reacted, and immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth. At the same time, tears fell down and wet his face.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, he trembled with fear, and let out a muffled sound from his covered mouth, "Don't go... I'm afraid..."

"Don't leave me alone..."

Obviously you let him go alone despite his dissuasion.

"help me……"

It was you who saved him who was helpless.

Two people may still have something to rely on when facing a group of terrifying demon cultivators, but when one person has nothing to rely on with his bare hands, that is the real fear and uncontrollable despair.

Ji Bingzhu, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly rushed towards the young man, but when he just met the young man, a white light suddenly exploded in front of his eyes, and he didn't know how long it took before he became conscious again.

But at this time, as far as the eye could see, it was pitch black.

It has been a long time since I saw this kind of pure black without a trace of variegation. This scene was so unfamiliar that Ji Bingzhu was in a daze for a moment before reacting and immediately let out a hasty scream.

Someone on the side desperately held down his violently trembling shoulders, and Ah Ya's voice suddenly appeared, and he said sharply: "Ji Bingzhu! Calm down, you just returned to your body and you are not used to it for a while, don't be afraid!"

A Ya's voice rang in his ears, and it seemed to be accompanied by some echoes, which made Ji Bingzhu's frightened heart slightly calm down.

The two of them seemed to be in a cave, and besides the sound of A Ya's breathing, there was also the subtle sound of dripping water falling on the ground. A drop fell from time to time, and after listening to it for a long time, they found it surprisingly pleasant to hear.

In front of Ji Bingzhu's eyes was the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers. He was always afraid of the dark, and now he was trembling with fear, but he had no more tears to shed, so he could only let out a futile choked sound from his throat, which sounded truly sad.

A Ya sat beside him, sighed, and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm still by your side, no matter what you look like, I'll be there."

Ji Bingzhu choked up, lowered his head and shouted hoarsely: "A Ya."

A Ya didn't make any movement, and said softly, "I'm here."

Ji Bingzhu covered his eyes with his hands, his hands were shaking violently because he was too scared, and he tremblingly said: "I'm so scared..."

A Ya didn't speak.

Ji Bingzhu burst into tears: "Ah Ya, I'm really scared, please save me, don't leave, please save me."

A Ya stretched out his hand and touched the back of Ji Bingzhu's hand covering his eyes, his voice was softer than ever before, "That's just a demon, don't be afraid, you have survived the catastrophe, aren't you living well now? No one can take it How about you, no one can continue to hurt you."

Ji Bingzhu was still trembling slightly, he had no tears to shed, and two lines of blood slowly flowed from his closed eyes, instantly covering Ji Bingzhu's entire face.

Ah Ya took a breath before releasing the spiritual power in his hand, and he said softly: "Now feel it, the catastrophe is over, and you are the first person in the entire ancient thorn to reach God."

Ji Bingzhu was still afraid of the dark, and shook his head desperately: "No... I'm afraid..."

A Ya said: "Then run your spiritual power now, let's heal your eye injury first, shall we?"

Ji Bingzhu trembled, and raised his head slightly: "Can it be cured?"

A Ya said: "Of course, you are returning to God now, reshaping your physical body and changing your fate against the sky, you can do anything, as long as you are happy."

Ji Bingzhu sobbed slightly, then choked up and said, "I want to eat first after my eyes are healed."

A Ya: "..."

A Ya was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth slightly, and said, "Success."

Ji Bingzhu wiped the blood from his face, and said in a low voice, "I want to eat candied haws, rose tuckahoe cake, exquisite peony bream, single cage golden custard, crystal dragon and phoenix jujube rice cake..."

A Ya: "..."

A Ya gritted his teeth, "If I feel sorry for you again in the future, I will commit suicide directly."

Ji Bingzhu said blankly: "Ah? What?"

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