The real world is not like a game, isn't it just an empty blue if you have no mana?

Thirty percent of a cultivator's mana is the safety line, and 10 percent is the bottom line, beyond which these limits are exceeded. At the least, the sea is damaged, and at the worst, his brain is damaged.

After letting out his general mana, Qin Yue also felt a little pressure.

But he didn't regret it, the red mist in the sky was an outlier in itself. There is no such thing as being calculated, it is better to get rid of it as soon as possible, otherwise who knows what kind of moths will come out.

When the mana fell by forty percent, Qin Yue stopped his movements, and since it had been burned for so long, the other party did not react.

Qin Yue thought, isn't it, can you take a break before continuing.

Put away the mana, and gasped heavily, such a violent mana output. Rao is Qin Yue himself, he also felt a little uncomfortable, and his head seemed to be twice as heavy.

The flames stopped, and on the coffin, there was already some old red paint because of the high temperature. It was baked to cracks, cracked into pieces, and stained black.

The coffin itself was not affected.

The remaining mana may not be enough to meet the next battle, which is why Qin Yue had to stop. The things in the observation are still sleeping, and I can't feel the strength of the other party, so I have to prepare for the worst.

Just when Qin Yue was about to exit the room and make repairs for the time being. Distorted faces came from all directions, as if they thought that Qin Yue was exhausted and had an opportunity.

Qin Yue reflexively carried the Vajra Demon Heart Sutra, and at the same time silently recited the Vajra Sutra. The golden Buddha shadow, glaring angrily, holding a demon pestle, blocked these faces from the light and shadow.

The moment all the faces touched the Buddha's shadow, they turned into black smoke and wrapped around it, and the faces that followed also poured up like moths to a fire.

The originally majestic Buddha shadow was stained black, and a trace of black smoke rose from the Buddha shadow. The eyes that penetrated into the shadow of the Buddha completely covered the eyes that were round because of anger.

And Qin Yue, seeing the situation outside, his vision gradually distorted.

Qin Yue seemed to see that a black shadow was smiling at him. Those blood-red eyes were filled with the desire for killing and blood, and the black shadow's body slowly became shorter and clearer.

When the figure of the black shadow was fully revealed, the scene around Qin Yue also came to the middle of the village, at the door of the village chief's house. Around, all the villagers surrounded Qin Yue and the black shadow in a circle, with a wooden expression, as if they were ingenious wax figures, without any life.

Just looking at it can make ordinary people shudder.

However, Qin Yue stared at the black shadow deadly.

Now it should not be called a dark shadow, it should be called 'self', or in other words, the self seven years ago.

The thirteen-year-old's face did not have any vigor that should belong to this age. Like a wounded beast, it warned Qin Yue that if he stepped forward, he would fight to the death.

In his hand, the steel pipe that Qin Yue was familiar with made Qin Yue couldn't help but take out a cigarette. Take out one, then throw the whole bag to your past self.

Regardless of whether the other party accepted it or not, Qin Yue lit the cigarette by himself, and it was still a familiar taste. If even that steel pipe can be concretely visualized, does this illusion originate from oneself?

Qin Yue smiled slightly, watched him catch the cigarette case, as if looking in a mirror, and lit the cigarette with a fire.

Can you imitate the fire, but not the scepter of radiance?

If it's your own natal artifact, why can't you use it?

There were a lot of questions stacked in Qin Yue's mind, and now, there was probably a cigarette left to think. However, with their own personalities, this time seems to depend on the other party.

Qin Yue opened his mouth and said, "Who are you?"

The other party didn't answer, and Qin Yue continued to ask, "This is not the place you want to protect?"

The other party glanced at Qin Yue coldly, shook off the cigarette ash, and clenched the steel pipe, "That kind of place didn't exist from the beginning. It's just a place for a lost dog to put a shackle on itself and wagging its tail at others and begging for mercy. ”

Qin Yue let out a puff of cigarette and had an answer in his heart.

"Demons?"

The other man gave a bloodthirsty smile and threw away the cigarette.

"Aren't you tired of living like this? With your current ability, why do you have to run around for a bunch of irrelevant people, don't you? Look at the people around you, you don't even have a trace of pity, don't you? Are you really cold-blooded?"

Qin Yue glanced around, in addition to the village chief, there were also Wang Dagen and Zhang Cuihua, these people that Qin Yue was more familiar with. There are also some young people that Qin Yue has never seen before

With the words of the heart demon, they also came to life, constantly complaining about Qin Yue. The long history of China has endowed them with a rich vocabulary, and they have abused, cried, cursed, and vicious language constantly entered Qin Yue's ears.

Qin Yue plucked his ears disdainfully, looked at the demon in his heart like a joke, and said with a smile: "I don't know why, I feel a lot more comfortable in the past two days." Does the life and death of these people have anything to do with me?"

The demon clenched the steel pipe and said angrily: "Don't you have any sympathy at all? Look at these people, you killed them." ”

With the words of the inner demon, the villagers all pounced towards Qin Yue. The old village chief had to use crutches when he was alive, but he didn't expect to run so fast now.

He was the first to run to Qin Yue's side, rounded his crutches, and knocked on the back of Qin Yue's head with the sound of the howling wind. Qin Yue always wore a faint smile, let the crutch hit the back of his head, and then pierced it through his forehead.

The other villagers also picked up their fists and feet, and even a few children opened their mouths wide and bit Qin Yue's thigh, as if they were going to tear off a few pieces of meat on it.

Qin Yue didn't even look at these villagers, and from beginning to end, his eyes were staring at the demons in his heart.

The disdain on his face became stronger and stronger, "Are you mistaken? Do you think that these tricks are useful to me, I have really seen this kind of formation." What's more, these people who have nothing to do with me, why should I feel guilty for them. ”

With that, Qin Yue picked up the scepter, passed through the villagers' bodies, and rushed towards the inner demon.

The distance between the two, Qin Yue crossed the past in two steps. Coming to the heart demon, the scepter slashed diagonally at the heart demon's neck, and at the same time slapped his left hand towards the heavenly spirit cover.

There is no hesitation, and there is no mercy. As soon as Qin Yue made a move, it was the most fierce offensive.

The heart demon didn't dodge, and planned to make a hard move.

Qin Yue saw that the situation was wrong, but it was too late to recruit him. In a hurry, the brilliance was recalled, and the power on the left hand was also withdrawn.

After hitting the forehead of the Central Demon with his left hand, Qin Yue felt a violent burst on his forehead and knocked himself back a step. The demon also took a step back, raised his left hand, and slapped it on his chest.

Qin Yue noticed a shock in his heart, and subconsciously covered his chest.

"Interesting, you mean to say, you are me?",

The heart demon used Qin Yue's exact same posture, covered his chest, and said with a smile: "Do you still need to say it? We are the same person, aren't we? I have never come out, I have always been in your heart, I have always been, it is you." ”

Hearing this, Qin Yue's mana gushed out from every pore of his body.

The illusions around me were like shattered glass, and everything became unreal. The heart demon's body also became blurred, but his smile, the smile that he hadn't shown for many years, made Qin Yue remember the smile for many years.

Generally, along with this smile, there is another sentence.

"I'm back. ”

The demon said a word lightly and disappeared.

And the surrounding illusion also crumbled into pieces.

Qin Yue was still in that room, facing a coffin, never moving a step. At this time, a tingling pain in his head reminded Qin Yue that his mana was not much left.

And those faces, I don't know where they went, seemed to be buried with that illusion.

Put away his mana, and the shadow of the Buddha who had been protecting him dimmed. Qin Yue maintained the posture of covering his chest and stood like this.

Thinking back to the illusion, the young demon. I can't help but think, is that really a demon? Or is it really an illusion?

Qin Yue couldn't tell the difference, took two steps back, leaned against the wall, and took two breaths.

With a "crunch", the coffin lid opened a gap. The remaining red mist in the room rushed into the coffin, and at the same time, a fluctuation like a heartbeat also spread, impacting the red mist into waves.

Qin Yue smiled bitterly, this guy, it's really time to wake up, and his current condition is not very good.

There was no extra time to think, Qin Yue rushed forward, and above the scepter, the aura representing destruction flowed. A stick slammed into the lid of the coffin, and a red film of light flowed on the lid of the coffin, competing with the scepter.

Seeing this, Qin Yue raised his foot and kicked on the coffin. However, the shock from the coffin made Qin Yue feel that his hamstrings were numb, and the coffin still didn't move.

Seeing that he couldn't do anything, Qin Yue directly pulled back, smashed open the wall, and fled outside, looking through the hole in the wall at the coffin that seemed to be breathing, swallowing red mist.

I took the time to look around, and I saw three people squatting on the ground resting not far away. They also saw Qin Yue, waved their hands, and greeted Qin Yue.

Qu Haomiao still wanted to walk in, but was hugged back by Yu Tianhe. He could also feel that something was about to come out of the room.

He looked at Qin Chifan, not knowing whether to retreat, Qin Chifan stared at the wall of the room. After hesitating for a while, he left the two of them and ran to Qin Yue's side.

Qin Yue was also hesitant, not knowing whether to let Qin Chifan participate in this battle, if he was in his prime. He would let Qin Chifan run away with those two goods, and let them find a place to stay, but they didn't even come out of the village.

Touching Qin Chifan's hair, he advised, "Be careful, if you can't beat it, run away." ”

Qin Chifan nodded, felt the strength of the other party, and pulled the corner of Qin Yue's clothes. Rubbing his eyes, he made two contact lenses, revealing a pair of pure white pupils.

It seems that this battle, she also felt very oppressive, she looked at the two things in her hand and handed them to Qin Yue.

Qin Yue took out the porcelain bottle with two fragile items, and put it in, so as not to break it later.

As soon as you look at this thing, you know that it is not easy to sell, how can Chinese people sell black contact lenses, isn't that full of food?