The Purification Technique is a technique that can purify the soul of the living, but this technique is extremely consuming to cultivate, and few immortals use it, not to mention that what she wants to purify is all the living beings of the entire Demon Domain.

Ruan Xingyan was dressed in a moon-white god dress, her clothes were fluttering, her long hair rose in the wind, she stood on the rainbow, her jade-like face was even more dreamlike, a gorgeous goddess, noble and arrogant.

In the realm of the demon realm, those demon spirits who were killing each other suddenly stopped the movements in their hands, and their eyes gradually became bright.

Those remnants of the evil clan were suddenly stunned, and began to cover their purple eyes and shout, "Ah! My eyes! ”

The surviving creatures saw the severed arms in front of them and the blood on the clothes in their hands, but they threw away their weapons one by one, hugged their heads and fell to the ground and cried.

The lone guest sitting in the Demon King Palace, his purple eyes flashed faintly, and he stood up suddenly, raising his arms and waving his hand.

Shu knew that they also shot at the same time, and the two rays of light hit together, like light waves rushing together, scattering in all directions. Shu knew that they took a few steps back, and spat out a mouthful of blood from their mouths.

The lone guest had already floated out of the Demon King Palace, and saw Ruan Xingyan standing in the air on a rainbow in mid-air. He flew down in front of her, and sent out a black palm wind to strike her.

Ruan Xingyan was hit by the palm wind, but her posture did not move at all, and she could only see her clothes being blown by the strong wind, and her long hair was scattered.

Immediately afterwards, Duke turned into a black cloud, he raised his hands in the sky, the black cloud was getting bigger and bigger above his head, and the sky was getting darker and darker, but Ruan Xingyan's rainbow was slowly retracting.

The golden light under Ruan Xingyan's feet became darker and darker, and the rainbow under her feet became shorter and shorter. The little fluorescence she was making was slowly decreasing.

The light of the fireflies dissipated at the beginning of the sun, and Ruan Xingyan's eyes did not open, as if she was asleep, falling asleep, falling straight from the clouds.

"Xin'er!"

"Liuxin'er!"

"The King—"

Three different voices came, but the man didn't hear anything.

"Apricots!" Mu Yan, who was far away in the western sky, seemed to feel the surge of his inner dan, and got up and wanted to leave.

"Where are you going?" Hou Qing stopped him.

"She's dead."

"She can't escape this catastrophe. If not, how would she be a god? The white child in Hou Qing's hand fell, and it was the corner position, so he continued. A god. Is it that easy? If you don't lose her skin a few times, how many times can she change her bones to become a god? To say that this little girl's luck is really good, she encountered such a catastrophe and gave her such an opportunity. Otherwise, how could she have the opportunity to directly experience the tribulation? Thousands of years of catastrophe have befallen her. Isn't it all up to her? Come on, come on. Let's move on to chess. The deity is going to win. ”

"No, I'll go to the Zen room." Mu Yan left with heavy eyes.

"Hmmm-" Hou Qing shook his head, "Isn't it just a catastrophe!" If the little girl doesn't have a chance to become a god. That's what she created. If she doesn't cross the robbery, she is not qualified to marry you, according to the nature of the little girl, will she succumb to be your side concubine? ”

Mu Yan's mind was in a trance, and his footsteps did not stop.

"You're not really going to see the images, are you? After seeing her, if you are reluctant to follow at that time, you will really have no hope. Hou Qing said loudly at his back.

Mu Yan's footsteps stopped, turned around, sat opposite him, held a sunspot in his hand, and looked at the chessboard intently, and it didn't fall for a long time.

When Ruan Xingyan was hit by Duke, she thought that she would definitely die. At that moment, she just wanted to take a look at Master before she died, and she could feel that the cultivation of her whole body was dissipated, and her body was getting heavier and heavier, until she completely lost consciousness later.

She woke up and opened her eyes, but she was on a barren and dark road. She got up, and a large patch of red in front of her was very eye-catching, like the color of blood, more like a red river, waving in the wind.

She was a little scared for a while, and secretly improved her mana, but found that she couldn't bring up a trace of true qi. Her cultivation is completely lost, and she is no different from a mortal!

For a moment, the fear in her heart permeated, "Master! Master! She shouted.

"Master—" There was an echo in the distance, like the voice of a ghost, the voice was ethereal.

Ruan Xingyan listened to such a voice and didn't dare to shout anymore. She ran in the opposite direction of the blood-colored river, but the road under her feet seemed to be against her, moving in the opposite direction. She stopped walking, stopped, but the road stopped moving again.

She tried to go in the other direction, but the path under her feet didn't move again this time. She was afraid that it was a river of blood. If so, she would feel terrible, how much blood would be the river that could gather?

It was a long, long road, and Ruan Xingyan felt that her legs were sore. She finally reached the river of blood. No! It wasn't a river of blood, it was a large flaming red flower swaying in the wind. The fragrance of the tutu was in her nose, and her mind gradually became trance-like, and one memory after another seemed to appear in her mind.

It was her previous life, the fairy Frangipani next to the Bodhisattva, then the reincarnated mortal Xiao Xing'er, and then the reincarnated little demon Mu Liuxin.

Memory after memory filled her mind, and her moon-white figure stood out among the fiery red flowers.

It wasn't until she traveled through time and space that she met her master that this memory suddenly woke her up. Her footsteps stopped, and she looked at the fiery red flowers around her, her mind clear.

This is the flower of the other side. The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death.

This is Huangquan Road, but the bridge is on the road, and it is right and wrong to cross the Lechuan River. There is no right or wrong in front of the Sansheng Stone, and Meng Po will be on the side of the Wangxiang platform.

She's dead?

She became mortal?

She is dead and has fallen into the Yellow Springs?

Ruan Xingyan couldn't accept it for a while, she lay on her back on the ground, and leaned on those flowers on the other side. Looking at the gray sky, there was no blue sky, no white clouds, no dark clouds, not night, no moon, and no stars.

She pinched a flower and muttered to it, "Am I just dead?" Reincarnated as a mortal? ”

"The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death. Is this how we end? ”

"No way!" She sat up suddenly, "I'm looking for Lord Yama, I don't believe it!" I don't want to be reincarnated! I'm going back! She suddenly became more energetic, got up and started running.

The road was too long, and she didn't reach the end of her exhaustion from running, so she gasped and chose to walk slowly.

"I really can't imagine that I, Ruan Xingyan, will be able to go to Huangquan Road one day!" She laughed at herself. In the first three lives, she didn't get the love of her master, and she wouldn't let herself die like this in this life. She is not reconciled! Passing by Huangquan, she was able to be conscious, which was enough to prove that she was different from other reincarnators. (To be continued......)