The blue waters have no end, and there is no edge in sight, Xiao Jin instantly turned into a giant wooden sampan, holding Zhan Wuming and swimming to the isolated island in the middle of the water. When I got closer, I realized that the island was a dark red hot lava. In the middle of the magma, there is a demon-suppressing stone pillar, and the relief on the stone pillar has fallen off a little, looking mottled and ruined, and it is very old.

Long chains, peeking out of the magma layer, bound a woman firmly to the Demon Suppression Pillar. The woman's long hair was like ink, hanging down at her ankles, and her clothes were tattered and old, but some silver lines could be faintly seen.

Zhang Tianshi floated in front of the woman, his gaze fixed on a blood-red lotus pattern imprint on the demon suppression pillar on her head.

The blood-red lines, dense, crawled all over the Demon Suppression Stone, and the brilliance flowed in series, and climbed up her body, spreading inch by inch, like a flower gradually blooming. The Soul Eater curse burned into her bones and blood, and the overwhelming pain tore her soul.

Countless years, I have forgotten how many days, the sea is endless, the hell is endless, the sinners do not die, this place is comparable to the hell of Shura.

This kind of torture never ends. The pain has never diminished.

"Zhan Wuming, you are half a pillar of incense time slower than I expected." Zhang Tianshi didn't look back, his gaze moved down, and he raised his hand to make a spiritual seal, covering the woman.

In an instant, the pain was suddenly withdrawn, and it seemed that a warm light was imprinted on her body.

"Chi You...... Is that you? The woman murmured in surprise and slowly raised her head, but closed her eyes in disappointment and grief the moment she saw Zhang Tianshi, and the whole person lost her life like dead wood.

"Zhang Xingtong, what the hell are you doing? Who is she? ”

Zhan Wuming looked at the woman, and then at Zhang Tianshi, the scene in front of him was a little weird, and he slowly reined in his offensive. Zhang Tianshi came here in every possible way, just for this woman who was suppressed by the demons?

"If my expectations are correct, she should be the Ink Lotus Immortal, a true immortal who has cultivated the Dao of a Soul Devouring Evil Flower."

"Immortals?" Zhan Wuming looked at the woman's tattered clothes and the dense chains on her body, and sneered: "The Soul Devouring Flower is originally a demon flower in the ghost world, and it is rumored that every flower needs a soul sacrifice every day, and it can only bloom for five hundred years. The magic flower has become an immortal, and it has to step on hundreds of millions of resentful spirits! An immortal cultivated with resentful spirits? Zhang Xingtong, are you being funny?"

Immortals? Shangxian was suppressed here, eight thousand miles from the ground, blocked by a double enchantment, and extracted a realm of essence just to suppress her alone?

Zhang Tianshi turned his head and looked at Zhan Wuming fixedly, "She is indeed the Immortal of the Ink Lotus, and it took me three hundred years to confirm her existence. Zhan Wuming, I've done everything I need to do, and it's your turn to do the rest! ”

"Me? What should I do, Zhang Xingtong, weren't you stupid by my stick? ”

"Stop everyone who enters this realm."

"You're not only crazy, you're also demonic!"

"Because I need your help." Zhang Tianshi is serious and authentic.

Zhan Wuming suppressed the strange sense of absurdity in his heart, he was a little dizzy, whether he heard it wrong or Zhang Tianshi said it wrong. Help...

Are they in a relationship where they can help each other?

It's an enemy who never dies.

The woman on the pillar had black and bright hair, a smooth and full forehead, a palm-sized face that was dull, her eyes were closed, her consciousness was adducted, and her whole person was like a dead dead wood without a trace of vitality.

Pity is very pitiful, what does it have to do with him?

Zhan Wuming carried the small gold that changed back into a stick, and looked at the woman intently, chaotic and hazy, in the mist, it was a lotus flower blooming with divine light, the flower had nine petals, wrapped in a black lotus canopy, and there were nine empty lotus houses in the middle of the lotus canopy.

"It's clearly a nine-leaf lotus! Not a Soul Eater. Zhan Wuming frowned.

"What did you say?"

Zhang Xingtong and the woman spoke at the same time, and their voices were sharp.

The woman opened her eyes and looked at Zhan Wuming fixedly, Zhan Wuming only felt a moment of blankness in his mind, as if something was casting a spell on his head, causing his consciousness to pause for a moment.

"How can you see my true identity? But you have no marks on your soul, not anyone I know. Mo Lian retracted her gaze in disappointment, and turned her head to carefully examine Zhang Tianshi's face, "The flesh is a mortal, the spiritual root that has been implanted by people, and the body of a half-immortal that has been cultivated. Few people know about the Blue Prison, and even if it is the king of the thirty-three days, only a few people know that I am imprisoned here. You are a boy from the human world who has not yet been born, why are you looking for me? ”

Zhang Tianshi's hand trembled, and he was silent for a moment before he took a deep breath, solemnly took out the silver snow from his robe, and pulled it with both hands, breaking the dust and breaking it. The three-foot-long snow fell to the ground, and was instantly burned to black ash by the magma. Zhang Tianshi carefully rubbed the dusty wooden handle, and the blinding method on the wooden handle receded, revealing its original appearance.

It was a piece of wood about half a foot long, charred black, as if it had been charred into charcoal by the boiling fire.

"Xiaorong ......" a sad cry.

Zhan Wuming beside him suddenly spat out a large pool of blood, and his eyes stared directly at the dead wood in Zhang Tianshi's hand.

Zhang Tianshi held this object and stared intently at Mo Lian, and a trace of pleading and expectation flashed in his black fire eyes.

"Glory Beast?" Mo Lian dragged the chain and leaned forward, her eyes widened and she investigated, "It is indeed the true body of the Glory Beast." You...... Do you want to resurrect it? ”

Zhang Tianshi nodded, "I begged Cangjie Shangxian, and he said that the glory is withered, and no one can save him if he breaks through the Six Realms." Even the Heavenly Emperor did not have the ability to resurrect the Glorious Beast.

In this world, there are only gods and you who were born and nurtured and born at the beginning of heaven and earth...... The Ink Lotus Immortal with a chaotic heart has the ability to turn things upside down, and may have a glimmer of life.

There is no way for me to ask to see you, but Mo Lian Shangxian, due to fate, I learned that you are in the Ice Blue Demon Prison of the First Zen Heaven. So...... When Zhan Wuming broke through the barrier with Jianmu, I took advantage of the situation and used the power of his Jianmu stick to fuse the Boundary Breaking Charm and break into the Demon Prison. ”

Zhan Wuming couldn't believe his ears, what did he hear? Zhang Tianshi, do you want to save Xiaorong? Three hundred years ago, when he got the news and rushed to Zhuguo in a hurry, he saw Rong Ye, who was crazy because of love and injury, his eyes were red, and he was entangled with Zhang Xingtong with grief and indignation, and shouted angrily: "Return the life of the glycosides, return the lives of the glycosides!" Shemales have different paths? What does it have to do with you? Why kill her and why? ”

His white robe was full of blood, the blood of his lover. The woman lying on the ground had already lost her vitality, and the palace dress embroidered with light purple butterfly patterns was soaked in blood, and her face was full of surprise and nostalgia.

She is Rong Ye's favorite woman, the eldest princess of Zhuguo, Liu Glyco!

She was pierced by Zhang Xing's heart with the same sword on the eve of her wedding!