Chapter 11: The Demonic Barrier
In the Demon Realm, the eternal and unchanging Taiyin Sun hangs high on the gray canopy as always, like a dark purple pupil, overlooking the vast Demon Realm for thousands of years, whether it is the change of all things, or the cycle of life and death, she is always so noble and cold, above all beings in the Demon Realm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Outside the Yan Palace, Zhong Lixie stood in the middle of the steps, quietly looking at Jin Mo who was approaching from a distance.
"You didn't bring back the little water sound?" Zhong Lixie's voice was as cold and detached as his name, but he couldn't hide the concern for Shao Chen in his words, after the battle between Demon Venerable Fengxiu and Changxi Shangzun, he escorted the injured Fengxiu back to the Demon Realm, after Jin Mo broke off, he thought that he would bring Shao Chen back, but he didn't expect him to come back alone, and there was a sudden evil aura in his voice, which was cold and abnormal.
"Nope!" Jin Mo said helplessly. had to leave Shao Yu in the Demon Realm, none of them were at ease, Shao Yu was the treasure of all of them, and she was reluctant to suffer a little bit after so many years of pampering and protecting.
"I'm going to bring back the little water sound." Zhong Li didn't say a word, raised his feet and walked towards the gate of the forbidden sea.
"Zhongli, this is the conspiracy of the Changxi Venerable, and it is also the meaning of the Demon Venerable!" Jin Mo stopped Zhong Lixie and said in a deep voice. He also wanted to save Shao Chen, but the bet between the Demon Venerable and the Changxi Venerable turned into an oath of Zhaoying Heaven and Earth at the last moment, which could not be violated! Demon Zun was punished by the gods, failed to do his best, and lost half a goal, and passed the message to him at the end, temporarily letting Xiao Shuiyin stay in Penglai. He wanted to force her back, but he didn't even have the ability to touch her, so she had to stay in the fairy world.
"Damn Changxi Shangzun, he became a saint immortal in vain, and he actually made a trick, I won't let him go!" Zhongli's evil and ruthless gaze seemed to seep into the essence of the gods, like devouring tarsal bones, cold and empty.
"Zhongli, don't mess around! Changxi Venerable is not something you can deal with! Jin Mo grabbed Zhong Lixie's wrist and reminded in a deep voice.
"Go away! You coward! Zhong Lixie brushed Jin Mo's hand away and took three steps back, his tone was so cold that it seemed that every word was shaking with ice stubble, but it seemed to suppress anger and hatred.
Jin Mo looked at the empty palm blankly, still maintaining the current posture, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes, it was the Demon Realm Venerable of the Six Realms again, as if the scene just now had never happened.
"In the name of the Great Venerable of the Demon Realm, I order you to guard the Demon Realm and not go out!" Jin Mo stared at Zhong Lixie's eyes until he showed compromise, then stopped looking at him, turned around and walked straight into the Yan Palace.
"I remember, Demon Venerable's plan to punish immortals should have begun!" At the last moment of entering, Jin Mo stopped and said with his back to Zhong Lixie.
"I see." Zhong Lixie replied softly, and then Jin Mo disappeared in front of the Yan Palace.
And at this time, in the depths of the Yan Palace, the Demon Venerable Fengxiu faded away the demonic mist around him, dressed in black, with a pale face, he had just endured a wave of divine punishment, he was as weak as an ordinary demon, and the deep loneliness flowed out of the years, overflowing his entire body and mind.
"Ah Yan, come back!" Feng Xiu closed her eyes and stroked a smooth sarcophagus, in the sarcophagus was a silent beauty, the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed and a smile was fixed, and the eyebrows and eyes that were heroic and graceful should be as bright as stars if they could be opened. In this stone chamber, there are 800 such sarcophagi, all neatly arranged.
The demon world knows day and night, and Feng Xiu has spent most of the past eight hundred years quietly wiping these sarcophagi like this, tracing the familiar faces of the people in the coffin. These are all Feng Xiu's shapes refined with the brightest nameless divine stone in the eye of reincarnation, a smile, a show, and a brush, all of which are engraved by his own hands, and when Ah Yan's spirit stone awakens, he can be reborn and returned as a body of the melting demon, one a year, a full eight hundred, and in the past eight hundred years, Feng Yan's spirit stone is still no news.
"Ah Yan~" Feng Xiu leaned against the wall of the coffin and called softly.
Immortal Qiyun Mountain.
It had been a long time since the Venerable Qi Peak Immortal had stood alone on the top of Lingyun Peak, so long that even he wondered if he was still alive! Ever since he returned to Qiyun Mountain, he has been like this. The gray hair scattered in front of him, brushing his eyes, he was only over seven hundred years old, was he already old?
"Am I wrong?" After a long time, his voice was hoarse and indiscernible, gradually drowned in the whistling wind, flowing into the distance.
Of course, no one answered, and he was still accompanied by the cold wind and the nightmare that lingered in the eternal night!