Zhang Qian encountered the same problem when he entered just now, Xu Min was gone, and there was darkness around him, just like the cave at the beginning, but at least there was still the sound of water, and it was completely dead silence, no sound, no light, nothing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hey, anyone! Xu Min, Sister Yueyan, are you there? Zhang Qian tried to shout. But he found that his voice was absorbed by a sponge, and he couldn't transmit it at all, only he could hear a little bit.

What's going on? Did we go to the wrong door? Is the one on the left the door of death? Am I dead? Zhang Qian thought in his heart. But before Zhang Qian could come up with a reason, suddenly a light appeared not far away, and a person appeared under the illumination of the appearance.

To Zhang Qian's surprise, the person who suddenly appeared looked exactly like himself, with the same face, figure, clothes, and even the purple blood sword on his back, but with an evil smile on his face. As soon as I saw a flower, the originally dark space became a wilderness, a wilderness of grass and woods.

Zhang Qian looked at it, and his heart hurt as if it had been hit hard by a sledgehammer. Because this environment is too familiar, this is the place where he and Ghost Chengchou were attacked by wolves back then, if it weren't for this place, he wouldn't be separated from Uncle Ghost, who has been dependent on each other since childhood.

Zhang Qian continued to look around, this environment and feeling were too real, even the feeling of the wind blowing on the skin was so real, Zhang Qian had already begun to think that all his experiences were just a dream after being stunned at that time, and now he was still on the way to Nuoning City, suddenly his pupils shrank, and he saw Uncle Ghost lying in a pool of blood, and the giant wolf was eating his corpse. Zhang Qian, whose eyes were red in an instant, roared angrily: "You beasts, get out of here!" He immediately rushed to Uncle Ghost's corpse, pulled out the purple blood sword on his back, and prepared to kill those beasts.

A figure appeared on his own path, but Zhang Qian, who was already close to madness, just wanted to rescue Uncle Ghost's body as soon as possible, so no matter what appeared in front of him, he had to clear it. A sword slashed out, "Ding!" "The two purple-blooded swords collided, and some sparks were sparked.

Zhang Qian, who was rushing forward, was blocked by a huge force, and he almost fell backwards in shock. Immediately held the center of gravity, and couldn't help but take five steps back to stabilize his body. At this time, Zhang Qian, who was a little sober, looked at the figure that blocked him just now, wasn't it the person he saw who looked the same as himself at the beginning, except for the nasty smile.

"Who are you?" Zhang Qian raised the purple blood sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at that "himself".

The man smiled: "Hehe, who am I?" I'm not you, I'm Zhang Qian. ”

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu is standing here, you are talking to me!" Zhang Qian's current mood is extremely unstable, and when he was stimulated by the other party like this, his anger erupted like a volcano.

The man gently wiped the purple blood sword, and looked at Zhang Qian lightly: "I was originally you, or I am the other side of you, cruel, murderous, and evil side, most people call us inner demons... ”

Zhang Qian looked at him with some surprise: "Heart demon? You say you're my demons? But how could I have such a terrible demon? ”

The heart demon sneered: "Hmph, who said that you can't have a heart demon, you yourself may not know how terrible your heart is, everyone in the world is running away from us, and they dare not look directly at our existence, but the more you escape from us, the more you will fall into our trap, hahahahahaha." ”

"Hmph, it doesn't matter what kind of demon you don't have, just kill it directly" As he spoke, Zhang Qian kicked the ground with his feet and rushed directly towards the demon.

"Hehe, are you in such a hurry to die? But it's okay, I can replace you after killing you here, hahahaha" After speaking, the heart demon moved rapidly, and his body was a little erratic, like a ghost as elusive.

When Zhang Qian heard the last sentence, he was shocked, could it be that the demon in his heart could replace the deity? I couldn't help but move. And the heart demon saw this opportunity, and made a lightning shot, precise and ruthless, and the purple blood sword slashed directly at Zhang Qian's neck.

Zhang Qian came back to his senses, the opponent's purple blood sword had already slashed over, and his skin had already felt the chill on the opponent's blade, saying that it was too late, and then quickly, he turned his head and turned his body wrongly, and he could avoid this killing blow, but the opponent's purple blood sword still slashed his right shoulder, and blood splashed everywhere.

Zhang Qian gasped for breath, the wound on his right shoulder should have healed quickly, but at this time, there was no sign of healing on the wound except for severe pain. Staring closely at the demon that was slowly approaching him, he bowed slightly and made a defensive gesture.

"Hehe, did you find out? Only now do you understand where the Purple Blood Sword is really powerful? As your inner demon, am I not clear about your abilities? Let me tell you, one of the abilities of the Purple Blood Sword is forbidden healing, all wounds injured by the Purple Blood Sword cannot be healed and treated in a short period of time, and the sword qi of the Purple Blood Sword will wreak havoc on the wounds, making the wounds caused by the Purple Blood Sword ten times more painful than ordinary wounds, do you feel it? Your right hand hurts and you can't hold the sword, right? ”

The heart demon slowly approached, Zhang Qian secretly calculated in his heart at this time, his right hand was useless, and he kept trembling, and the pain had made his right hand unable to exert his strength. The only thing left is the left hand, and there may only be one chance, and the attack of the Eight Pole Palms requires a very good chance to be effective.

The heart demon seemed to see Zhang Qian's thoughts: "What? Thinking of sneaking up on the Eight Pole Palms? It's a pity that you only have one hand left, if you can use both hands, I still need to be careful, but now that you only have your left hand, how can you use the Eight Pole Palm to sneak attack me? ”

Looking at Zhang Qian's surprised eyes, the heart demon laughed and said: "Hahaha, don't waste your efforts, I have already said it just now, I know all your abilities, and I can use all your abilities!" As he spoke, the hands of the heart demon glowed with white light, wasn't that the prelude to the accumulation of the Eight Extremes Palm.

There was some desperation in Zhang Qian's eyes, this time the opponent he encountered was completely unable to fight, and all his thoughts and tactics were clearly known by the other party.

At the same time, Xu Min, who came in with Zhang Qian, also encountered his own demons. But unlike the fierce battle here, the confrontation between Xu Min and the inner demon seemed to be much calmer. The two of them just stood quietly, looking at each other.

The surroundings are on top of a palatial hall, with empty halls, lavish decorations, and all the lighting is made of crystal. Two rows of marble pillars are carved with the master's craftsmanship and come to life. The pattern on each pillar is different, and when connected, it seems to be a complete story, as if it is recording or telling something. The floor of the main hall is covered with a red carpet, soft and comfortable, and the carpet is directly connected to the innermost staircase of the main hall from the doorway, and the stairs are all made of jade, which is crystal clear and noble. On the eleventh staircase, the white jade-like throne stood quietly, giving people a feeling of loneliness and coldness.

And Xu Min and his inner demon stood straight in front of the white jade throne, without speaking or moving.