Sikong Xiaoman's heart was shocked, among these people who sank into the illusion, although Ye Zonglun's cultivation was not the first, but it was by no means the last, Ye Zonglun was the first person under the Xuanqing Sect, and his cultivation was already proud, and now after more than 20 years of retreat and cultivation, his cultivation has reached an unfathomable level. And at this moment, no one expected that it would be Ye Zonglun, the first to be in the illusion, lured by the illusion, and he was going to kill himself with a sword.

Sikong Xiaoman grew up in the Xuanqing Sect since she was a child, but even if she has been in Xuanqing for more than ten years, the number of times she has seen this Uncle Ye is only a handful. Usually most of the time, Ye Zonglun is either cultivating in retreat, or still cultivating in retreat. In Sikong Xiaoman's impression, it seems that there is only one thing that Uncle Ye has, retreat and cultivation. Later, I vaguely learned that Uncle Ye seemed to have an extremely sad thing, more than ten years ago, he sang and drank all day long, and his cultivation plummeted, and then he didn't know why, so he suddenly started to practice in retreat all day, ignoring other things, even to his only son Ye Jianan, he rarely asked.

And at this moment, Ye Zonglun, on his delicate and thin face, was sad and indignant, Sikong Xiaoman sighed in his heart, "Uncle Ye, in your heart, have you ever been sad?" ”

Sikong Xiaoman thought stupidly, and suddenly a white light flashed, Zhenyan and Ye Zonglun had appeared in front of Sikong Xiaoman, only to see Ye Zonglun's face pale, his expression numb, and the whole person seemed to be like a withered grass and tree, and he was a little lifeless. Sikong Xiaoman hurriedly stepped forward to support Ye Zonglun, and called in a low voice, "Uncle Ye, Uncle Ye." Ye Zonglun turned a deaf ear, his eyes were empty, and he seemed to have infinite concerns. Sikong Xiaoman was about to say something, but he didn't know why, but he still didn't say it. Zhenyan's eyes were blazing, and he said loudly, "Senior Uncle Ye, Senior Sister Xiaoman, this illusion is really powerful, it has dragged on for a long time, I am afraid that it will hurt the state of mind of cultivation, even if it can come out in the end, I am afraid it will also lead to hindrance and stagnation of cultivation in the future." I'll go get them out first, and then we'll make plans. Seeing that Ye Zonglun still didn't answer, Manyan said softly, "Senior Sister Xiaoman, take care of Uncle Ye." With that, he turned around and disappeared from the sight of the two.

After a while, Ye Zonglun suddenly leaned back, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, blood drip by bit, sprayed on his blue clothes, and in his empty eyes, he gradually regained his vitality, and he whispered, "The avenue is alone, there are thousands of illusions, the realm is born from the heart, and the realm is destroyed by the heart." This third layer of the realm of desperation is really powerful. He turned his head to look at Sikong Xiaoman, who still had tears on his cheeks on the side, and smiled slightly, "Xiaoman, there is the Netherworld Sect in front of you, are you afraid?" ”

Sikong Xiaoman was stunned, she didn't expect that after Ye Zonglun came out of the realm of despair, the first thing she said to her was this, looking at Ye Zonglun's gradually brighter look, she replied softly, "Although I have no regrets about dying!" With a gentle four words, but with the crispness of cutting ice and snow, Ye Zonglun slowly got up, looked at Sikong Xiaoman, his eyes were full of approval, "Okay, you are worthy of being a disciple trained by my senior brother himself, you are so bold that you are better than many people in Xuanqing." After saying that, the blue light flashed, and a fairy sword appeared in it, Ye Zonglun's imperial sword flew up, standing on the body of the fairy sword, and he didn't even look at Sikong Xiaoman again, and then a ball of blue light burst out, and flew to the depths of the passage in an instant.

Sikong Xiaoman hurriedly called from behind, "Uncle Ye, Uncle Ye." "Just listen to the sound of the sword, it is getting lighter and lighter, where is there still Ye Zonglun's echo. Sikong Xiaoman's heart suddenly became anxious, thinking about it left and right, he couldn't rest assured that Ye Zonglun was not at ease, his right hand was shining, and the green mangs were bursting out, leaving a few lines of words on the stone wall of the passage, and then chased after Ye Zonglun.

In the dark passage, only two cyan sword rays roared in front of and behind them. Ye Zonglun's sword flew into the air, galloping all the way along the direction of the passage, until it came to the end, there was a stone wall in front of him, and there was no way out. Ye Zonglun's eyes condensed slightly, castration did not stop, only to hear a boom, the stone wall cracked, stone chips flew, and a big hole appeared, Ye Zonglun even brought a sword, and had already entered the stone wall, only to hear an angry shout, "What person?" But it was a guard of the Netherworld Sect who noticed something unusual, Ye Zonglun's face sank like water, and he didn't answer, and the green light in his hand flashed. All of a sudden, in the Netherworld Sect, there were shouts again and again, and after a while, Sikong Xiaoman, who was dressed in white, appeared at the entrance of the cave, and after a little look, she also entered the battle group. Needless to say, Ye Zonglun's cultivation is very high, and in the Netherworld Sect, no one can stop it except for the Blood Floating Slaughter, even with Sikong Xiaoman's cultivation, it is not something that these ordinary disciples in the Netherworld Sect can stop. As soon as these two people entered, they were like wolves entering a flock, and every time the blue light flashed, several disciples of the Netherworld Sect lost their lives. Ye Zonglun and Sikong Xiaoman fought all the way, and gradually there were fewer and fewer guards, and the road became more and more deviated.

After a while, the two of them arrived in front of a stone room, this stone room, no plaque, no guards, only two stone doors, tightly closed, faintly from the inside came a burst of bloody aura, the bloody aura is extremely evil, but just this wisp of transmission, it is already terrifying, shuddering. Ye Zonglun turned his head and glanced at Sikong Xiaoman, whose face changed slightly behind him, the fairy sword in his hand was full of energy, and suddenly, the fairy sword was full of green light, and even shrouded the two of them, in a ball of blue light, the incomparably hard stone gate, suddenly, shattered like dust.

Ye Jianan only felt bursts of soreness coming, he barely opened his eyes, but was awakened by what he saw, this is a blood-red room everywhere, not so much a room, but a stone room, this stone room, as far as the eye can see, seems to be a hundred feet away, Ye Jianan was secretly frightened, such a huge stone room, he has never seen it. This stone chamber seems to have been dug out of a mountain, and at the entrance of the stone chamber are two closed stone doors, and in this stone chamber, all the stone walls, ceilings, and even the mountain stones under your feet are all bright red colors, and I don't know if it is the strangeness of the stone or the deliberate work of the Netherworld.

And what's even more weird is that in the middle of the stone room, there is a huge bronze tripod, Ye Jianan's eyes are tight, this bronze tripod, the nine snakes have different images, hovering on it, the mouth of the snake is wide open, and above the tripod body, there is a circle of pictures of the devil's yaksha, this bronze tripod, three-legged round mouth, is the same as the bronze tripod taken out by Xingluo in Peach Blossom Village, but the bronze tripod in this stone room, compared with it, I don't know how many times bigger. The unknown bright red liquid in the tripod kept churning, and around this huge bronze tripod, hundreds of people with numb faces and dull eyes sat densely, and on the top of their heads, there was a wisp of bright red essence blood that was continuously transmitted to the bronze tripod through the mouths of nine snakes of different shapes. With each passing point, their faces become a little older, and their skin becomes more transparent. In the bronze tripod, the essence blood is churning, and eight wisps of bright red are separated, rising out of thin air, and above the bronze tripod, there are eight blood-red beads constantly tumbling and floating, when Ye Jianan looked up, the eight beads were connected to the eight wisps of essence blood in the bronze tripod.

This is similar to how similar it is to Xingluo in Peach Blossom Village, where Xingluo uses the bronze tripod as a medium to sacrifice blood spirit beads and devour essence blood, but in this nameless stone room, it is several times larger than in Peach Blossom Village. Ye Jianan was secretly frightened, he struggled to get up, just halfway up to get up, a stone flew silently, hit the vest, his heart was suffocated, the blood in his body seemed to suddenly stagnate at that moment, and then Ye Jianan heard the sound of himself falling to the ground. A hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the huge stone chamber, "Are you awake?" Ye Jianan propped up his hands and tried to get up, but after all, he couldn't resist the sourness coming from his limbs, so he simply lay on the ground and asked, "Who are you?" Where is this? As soon as the words were born, Ye Jianan suddenly found that his voice was hoarse and low, and he was almost unrecognizable. The voice burst into laughter, and then sounded behind Ye Jianan, "Who am I?" Hehe, in this Netherworld Sect, it's rare to hear anyone ask me that. Ye Jianan said angrily, "I don't care who you are, what is the purpose of you arresting me?" ”

I just heard the voice continue to sound, "Do you need a purpose to capture you?" Just you, an apostate disciple expelled from the Xuanqing Sect? Just because you are now cultivating as a useless wasted person? Ye Jianan was furious, struggling to get up, but he still couldn't get up after all, he hated and said, "If you cultivate like you, you only dare to bully me here, and I don't think that's it." The voice was silent, and after a while, he said, "What if the many bully the few, and the many bully the few?" Ye Jianan said loudly, "If that's the case, of course, it's just a group of rabble." ”

I only heard the voice suddenly burst into laughter, the laughter was high-pitched, but it was still difficult to hide a stiff meaning, "Rabble, rabble, good, good." His voice turned cold, with a little anger, "But the rabble you said is now calling on the world to attack my netherworld!" Ye Jianan was shocked, a name suddenly flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but shout, "You are the Blood Floating Slaughter!" But he heard the cold voice of the Blood Floating Slaughter, "Yes, I am the Blood Floating Slaughter, this is my Netherworld Blood Chamber!" Ye Jianan said hatefully, "What do you want to capture me!" But there was silence for a long time, and then I heard the faint voice of the Blood Floating Tu sound, "You are a second-generation disciple of the Xuanqing Sect, have you ever heard your elders talk about it, in the Netherworld Sect, there is a magical power, called Ghost Qi Senluo!" Ye Jianan was shocked, the ghost qi Senluo, with a deep ghostly aura, to explore the memory in the human brain, after exploring, the people who were cast were delirious, and the heavy ones died on the spot, he sneered and smiled, "I am just a disciple of Xuanqing Yi, and my knowledge is limited, not to mention that the cultivation has been abolished, you just want to use the ghost qi Senluo, and you can't know my Xuanqing exercises, I can't figure it out, what do you want to know from me?" ”

There was a long silence, and even Ye Jianan thought that the Blood Floating Slaughter had already left, only to hear the faint voice of the Blood Floating Slaughter sound, "Do you know that the Jade is flawless?" Ye Jianan replied, "I don't know, is this jade flawless human or?" But he heard Blood Futu say, "Yu Wufang is your senior aunt, that is, the junior sister of your father Ye Zonglun." Ye Jianan was stunned, he had never heard of this name, "Impossible, among my father's brothers and sisters, there is no junior sister, my father is the last in the list of senior brothers and sisters, how can there be a junior sister." But listening to the footsteps step by step, he stopped behind Ye Jianan, and the voice of the Blood Floating Tu sounded, "Yes, you really can't know, it's just my fantasy after all." ”

Ye Jianan said coldly, "I was born in the Xuanqing Sect since I was a child, but I have never heard of such a person as Yu Wufang, let alone my senior aunt. It's ridiculous that you are a Bloody Floating Sect, and you can be regarded as a grandmaster of the Netherworld Sect, and I don't know where to hearsay, for the sake of this woman who does not exist at all, you have wasted a lot of means to capture me, a renegade disciple of the Xuanqing Sect, and in the end, it is just an empty joy. Xuefutu listened quietly, and he was not angry, but he said lightly, "What am I compared to your infatuated father, your father was ...... back then" "He is not my father!" Ye Jianan's angry voice suddenly sounded in this red blood room.

"Huh!" The laughter of the Blood Floating Tu Ji came, he slowly measured his steps, looked up at the Blood Spirit Bead that was absorbing the essence on the bronze tripod, and then sat down in front of Ye Jianan, "Then Ye Jianan, do you know your mother?" Ye Jianan was at a loss for a while, and then scolded, "Mind your!" Blood Futu smiled faintly, "Yes, but it's also pitiful, his father is looking for death for other women, and his mother also died because of this, it's really pitiful!" Ye Jianan was furious, struggled to get up, a sneer on the corner of Xuefutu's mouth, and kicked him at will, Ye Jianan suddenly fell to the ground again. It's just that he struggled, and roared in a low throat, "Fart, don't you slander me...... My mother. Ye Jianan's mother, in less than a year after giving birth to Ye Jianan, died suddenly, when Ye Jianan was still in infancy, naturally he didn't know, when he was getting older, he just heard people say that his mother died of illness, and at this time, in the blood room of the Netherworld Sect, he suddenly heard the sect leader of the Netherworld Sect, Blood Futu, say that his mother actually died because of Ye Zonglun, for a while, Ye Jianan's heart was at a loss, and he also knew in his heart that Blood Futu didn't bother to deceive himself at all, but if he said this ......, for a while, he was in turmoil.

I only heard Xuefutu smile faintly, and an ugly arc opened up on his extremely thin face, "More than twenty years ago, Xuanqing taught a stunningly talented character, whether it was in appearance and demeanor, or in cultivation and Taoism, he was the first of the same age in the world. Ye Jianan interjected, "I know, that's me...... Ye Zonglun. Blood Floating Tu glanced at it, "Of course, although your father's cultivation is also top-notch, it is just a small thing compared to that person." Ye Jianan's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, and he couldn't help but say, "Is that it...... Is that jade flawless? "Smack!" With a sound, I didn't see how the Blood Floating Tu moved, a slap slapped on Ye Jianan's face, only to hear the Hoarse voice of the Blood Floating Tu sound, "Yu Wufang's name, is it also your name?" ”

After a while, he listened to Xuefutu continue, "On the day of her debut, she was amazed by the world, not only did she cultivate to a very high level, but she was also as beautiful as a fairy. Such a woman, naturally there are many suitors, at that time, there were many 、—— cultivators in the world, even people in the Demon Sect, were also fascinated by her peerless demeanor, and fell under her skirt, and Yu Wufang was also like white jade flawless, under the peerless face, all the suitors were rejected one by one, and among these suitors, the most fierce pursuit was the senior brother who was the same as her, Ye Zonglun. ”

Xuefutu sighed lowly, "At that time, Ye Zonglun was also a famous disciple, a young man, a person, and a talent, Yu Wufeng was the same door as him, he naturally thought that the building near the water was the first to get the moon, and even in the Xuanqing Sect at that time, he also intended to match the two, hehe, Xuanqing Sect, naturally they also had their thoughts, Yu Wufang was amazing, naturally he refused to let her leave the master like this, for these self-proclaimed famous families, the loss of one was unfortunate, so on a moonlit night when Lang was sparse, Yu Wufang and Ye Zonglun's division came forward, Matched the two, but everyone underestimated Yu Wufang's determination, and that night, Yu Wufang took advantage of the teacher's inattention to drift away, and ran away like this. At that time, shocking the entire Xuanqing Sect, Ye Zonglun also went down the mountain, looking for jade in the vast world, but there was no news. How did the Xuanqing Sect know that it was their persecution this time that caused Yu Wufang to flee late at night, and because of this, it caused an uproar later. At that time, after Yu had no time to go down the mountain, he met Luo Yu by chance, the two of them went incognito, joined hands in the rivers and lakes, happy and revenge, Ye Zonglun searched according to the map, but where could he find it. ”

Ye Jianan froze, "Luo Yu? "According to the Blood Floating Slaughter, Luo Yu can make friends with Yu Wufang, and he must be extraordinary, but this name seems to have never had a trace of impression. Blood Futu seemed to know what Ye Jianan was thinking, glanced at him, and added, "Luo Yu, you may not have heard of it, but if I say his other name, then you will know." Luo Yu is his real name, and later, everyone who knows him calls him Mohou! Ye Jianan was startled, and almost got up from the ground, Demon Marquis Luo Yu! Legend has it that the Demon Marquis was the eldest disciple of the first Heavenly Demon Sect leader in the Demon Sect at the beginning, and his demonic cultivation was so high that no one could beat him, and the most important thing was that the genius of the Xuanqing Sect, Yu Wufang, how could he meet Luo Yu, the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and join hands in the rivers and lakes, he looked at the Blood Floating Sect in disbelief, and repeated in a low voice, "The Heavenly Demon Sect? Demon Marquis Luo Yu? Blood Floating Slaughter sighed lowly, "It's the Heavenly Demon Sect." It wasn't until half a year later that this matter came out of the Heavenly Demon Sect. At that time, good and evil were not separated, the righteous and famous sects headed by the Xuanqing Sect and the Wuxiang Temple, the Tiantian and the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Seven Poisons Sect, and of course my Netherworld Sect, you fought to the death. And Yu Wufang, who was regarded as the first person in the second generation by the righteous path of the world, actually walked with the big disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, so you can imagine the faces of those orthodox sects at that time. ”