Kill!

The same word filled Li Chuyi's mind, making him unable to think about other things, and all thoughts were replaced by endless anger and killing thoughts.

Instinct is constantly struggling, and a trace of spiritual light in his heart makes him want to struggle repeatedly, but he is repeatedly pressed down by the extremely rich killing intent, and his heart continues to sink into the dark abyss.

He doesn't remember how he left the town, he doesn't remember how he got to where he is now, and every time he comes to his senses, he is in a different place, looking at different landscapes and different faces.

The only thing that was the same was the panic on those faces, and the blood and misery that stained the entire vision.

The people who act as pigments are men, women, old and young, immortals and ghosts are all available, and sometimes he can see the old immortals and monsters released from the seal, and there are some mountain kui river spirits he has only heard of and never seen die tragically.

These spirit seeds, who usually don't know where to hide, were all tossed out by him who lost his mind, their blood was not red, and some even had no blood at all, but in his eyes, they were all the same, they were all so red.

What did you do?

Li Chuyi didn't even dare to think about this question.

He agreed to Dao Yanming's request to return to the world to kill people, but he never thought of killing aimlessly like this, just killing for the sake of killing, regardless of the reason and the object.

His heart is all scored, but anyone who has a little grudge is listed among them, if it is still not enough after killing, then go to the underworld and the fairy world to continue, he has no good feelings about the pseudo-immortals, and there is no burden to kill.

But now, what have you done?

Looking at the faces intertwined with fear and resentment, and looking at the eyes that were lifeless but resentful, Li Chuyi didn't dare to think about it at all.

He knew that there was something wrong with the Jianhua Sword, and every time he was awake, he wanted to throw away the Jianhua Sword and leave far away, but the Jianhua Sword stuck to him like a dog's skin plaster, and every time he woke up, it would appear in his hand, and the anger was heavier and the evil qi was stronger.

This sword was given to him by a Taoist priest, and he has always cherished it. Taoist priests will never harm him, and he is convinced of this.

But this time, he wavered.

Did the Taoist priest have a problem, or did Dao Yanming do it behind his back, keeping the Taoist priest and him in the dark?

Li Chuyi was more inclined to the latter, but a voice in his heart was shouting at him, making his heart constantly deviate from the former.

That was not his own intention, Li Chuyi made this perception very clearly at the beginning. But as time went by, the time of loss of consciousness became longer and longer, and the more chaotic mind made this perception more and more blurred, and unconsciously, he gradually felt that all the people in the world wanted to harm him and wanted him to die.

Such ridiculous thoughts are all illusions of external temptation, but it is becoming more and more difficult for him to distinguish the truth from the falsehood when he is deeply immersed in the murderous thoughts, and he can't recognize which is true and which is false. Memories that are both familiar and unfamiliar keep appearing in my mind, as if I have experienced them, but I seem to be just a spectator, I seem to be myself, and I seem to be just an outsider.

Memories are disappearing bit by bit, and they are also being reborn bit by bit, and many unforgettable memories are changing unconsciously, and he is powerless to stop them, and even difficult to detect.

He remembered his mother's love, Yu Yao's love, he also remembered, the kindness of the Taoist priest, the righteousness of Fang Junnan and others, and all the painstaking and unforgettable feelings in his heart, but the people in his memory have changed.

These familiar faces began to dim at some point, and their faces became clear again when he was startled and tried to remember, but they were two faces intertwined. The intertwined faces were constantly changing, and new faces gradually replaced familiar faces to occupy his memory, and many experiences quietly changed with them.

When Li Chuyi woke up again, what he saw in front of him was not the poor mountains and bad waters, but the brilliantly lit palace buildings. The three layers inside and the three layers outside the surroundings were crowded with people, looking at themselves in fear and anger one by one, and the blades in their hands involuntarily waved slightly.

"It's... Where?"

Shaking his head, Li Chuyi muttered to himself.

I vaguely remember that I was still on the Jade Dome of the Ice Palace a moment ago, and there were many women looking around at me like these people, and their eyes were also filled with fear and anger, but in a blink of an eye, the scene changed again. The surrounding pavilions were vaguely familiar, right on the edge of his mind, but he couldn't think of it.

"Big but Li Chuyi, dare to assassinate me, don't hurry up and arrest me!"

A majestic voice came from above, and when I looked up, I saw a man in an imperial robe standing proudly on the steps.

Li Chuyi looked up, the eyes behind the tiger face were sometimes clear and sometimes confused, he felt that he should know that man, and the little tremor hidden in the seemingly majestic voice let him know that that man not only knew him, but was also afraid of him.

Why should he be afraid of me?

Unable to figure it out in his paste-like mind, Li Chu shook his head and asked directly.

"Why are you afraid of me?"

"Bastard!"

Yuwen Taihao was furious, and the besieging guards also shouted in unison to shock people's hearts.

In order to prevent Li Chuyi's assassination, Yuwen Taihao made full preparations, not only dispatched a large number of soldiers and horses to escort King Qin, but also invited several array masters to step up to fill the protective prohibition of the palace. Today's palace has been built like an iron pass, and in order to strengthen the defense, many Huagong Meiyuan have been demolished and put on formations. The well-prepared Yuwen Taihao is confident that even if a fly flies in, it is impossible not to be discovered, all kinds of formations are heavily defended, even if the gods come, they have to die, Li Chuyi dares to come, even if he does not die, he wants to retreat with his whole body, and it is a fool's dream to assassinate him.

As a result, the idiot came, and instead of sneaking around, he killed all the way from outside the south gate of the imperial capital to the gate of the imperial palace, and then all the way here.

In the past, only the important ministers of the imperial dynasty could be ranked, and now the Dingtian Palace, which was only crowded with the Tu Immortal Army, was only near Li Chuyi.

But both the Immortal Slaughter Army and him, the overlord of the Dynasty, were now full of horror, they were very well prepared, but Li Chuyi was too much to imagine, and the evil aura on that body was the veterans of the Immortal Slaughter Army stained with immortal blood, and they were all very afraid, and it was as terrifying as the legendary Nine Heavens Rakshasa in the legend.

In addition, the tiger face taken from the tiger general is even more so, the blue-faced fangs and eyes are fishy, no matter who is seen, the heart is beating wildly, and the breathing is about to stop.

Now Yuwen Taihao is being targeted by him, and the dignity of the emperor makes him stand up without showing cowardice, but the hand behind his back is clenched tightly, and the green tendons are bulging.

At this time, he was called by Li Chuyi to break his heart, Yuwen Taihao didn't wait any longer, and waved his hand with the momentum of angry reprimand, pointing directly at Li Chuyi in the center of the crowd.

"Take it for me, leave no room for survival!"

"Yes!"

In unison, the Immortal Slaughter Army moved in an instant, and the layers of battle formations flowed together like snakes, and the aura climbed at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, it climbed to the point where even the immortal cultivators had to be afraid.

These people are the elite of the Tuxian Army, how can they be bad, and Li Chuyi is famous for his murder, and the incident of forcibly breaking into the imperial capital has just happened, how dare they be careless, and they will use all their strength as soon as they make a move.

In an instant, the momentum climbed to the extreme, and the next moment, countless blades and spells swarmed in, and the dense attacks could not penetrate the slightest gap, even underground, and Li Chuyi in the center was suddenly sealed tightly, and he saw that he was about to turn into dust.

But suddenly, a touch of red rose from the center, and with it there was a trace of sweetness, whether you wanted to or not, it floated into the nostrils and was sniffed, and the next moment a fierce aura burst out, instantly flooding the entire Dingtian Temple.

The screams before death came and went, and the fine rain was sprinkled in all directions. The drenched person wiped his body, and the slippery feel was not rain at all, but red blood soaked his body.

"Escort!"

There were bursts of shouting, someone protected Yuwen Taihao and wanted to retreat to the back hall, originally Yuwen Taihao didn't want to go, but the tragic appearance in front of him made him really unable to continue to cling to the pride and dignity of the emperor, and he continued to withdraw to the deep palace in the heavy guards.

Sensing that he was leaving, the blood mist on the square suddenly turned into a dragon head, at first glance it looked like a dragon, but it was a fierce god, Li Chuyi, who should have died, slowly revealed his body from the center of his eyebrows, his body was not stained, but a pair of eyes were more bright red than blood.

"You... Why are you afraid of me?"

Muttering to himself like thunder, Yuwen Taihao subconsciously turned his head to look back, but saw a touch of red coming straight in front of him.

"Don't give the old man a back!"

Mu Qiyun, who took over the Mu family, scolded loudly, and took a few Mu family masters to dodge between the two. Whether it is righteousness or personal grudges, he can't let Li Chuyi kill Yuwen Taihao, once Yuwen Taihao dies, his position as the head of the Mu family will not be stable, no matter what, he can't let the emperor have an accident.

urged "A Thousand Machines" with all his might, and connected with the Mu family master who brought it, Mu Qiyun's old eyes burst open, and a dark force suddenly entangled in the past.

"There is no luck, Yan'er fate!"

Afraid that his strength was not enough, he also squirted a mouthful of essence blood, and if he spent so much self-confidence, even the immortal cultivator had to retreat from the edge, but that piece of red intent did not stop the momentum at all.

"Retreat!"

Seeing that it was not good, and he couldn't care about anything else, Mu Qiyun yelled and wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

A wisp of evil qi wrapped around his body, followed by a second wisp, a third wisp, and in the blink of an eye, the kung fu evil qi filled his entire body, and his eyes were suddenly full of blood like Li Chu, and his blood vessels and green tendons bulged out on himself.

But that's all, he didn't have time to go crazy before he was exhausted. This is still because his cultivation is high enough to be exquisite, and the others have already exploded into blood and mud the moment the evil qi enters the body, and he at least has a hideous whole corpse left.

Without his barrier, Yuwen Taihao was completely exposed in front of Li Chuyi, and the guards around him wanted to protect but shattered one after another, Li Chuyi fell lightly in front of Yuwen Taihao, and the blood in his eyes was slightly light, revealing a rare clarity.

"Yes, you are Yu Hao..."

Yuwen Taihao was cold, and he didn't dare to speak when he heard the words, let alone move.

Li Chuyi didn't kill him, but frowned and shook his head vigorously, feeling that his thoughts were getting clearer and clearer before he raised his head, staring at Yuwen Taihao with clarity and turbidity in his eyes.

"Do you regret it?"

Knowing that he was asking Yu Yao, Yuwen Taihao subconsciously wanted to nod, but then he was stunned on the spot.

"Killed Qian'er, for your ambition, you... Do you regret it?"

Qian'er?

Yuwen Taihao was stunned.

Who's that?