Blood, boundless blood, permeated the air, like clouds and mist, rising in this heavenly firmament. Here, it is a place where life is cut off, a forbidden area of bleak silence, without a trace of life.

The weeds on the plains have long since died, leaving only the parched land and patches of mounds. Here, there are dead trees, broken walls, and small streams that are about to dry up, but there is not a single life here.

In the endless pale red mist, there were faint white beams of light piercing out, and everything here was ...... It's simply suffocating, although it is not as terrifying as the tomb soil in the Beifeng Frontier, but it is still better than the dead silence and misery of the tomb soil.

Here, it's the mountain.

A young man, dressed in white, stood at the foot of the mountain. This is the edge line between the Blood Mountain and the outside world, moving forward, it is a forbidden area for life, and backward, it is a vast forest of giant trees full of life.

At some point, a breeze rose from the forest, blowing the young man's white hair like the Milky Way. The young man looked up at the reddish mist in front of him, a wry smile on his face, and a pair of eyes were full of nostalgia.

Beside the young man, a beautiful woman in light armor stood holding a little girl in her arms. She raised a hand, stroked her windswept hair, and looked at the young man standing still in the wind.

The smile on his face was full of regret, and his eyes were full of nostalgia. What is this place that can make her demon gods fluctuate so much?

"Childe, where are we going next?"

Hyuna turned her head and asked the young man beside her.

"Walk around the outside world and practice. ”

"Our race shouldn't be so closed, the human race is no longer as weak as it was at the beginning, if we want to rise again, we must know all of them. ”

After muttering for a long time, Bai Ye slowly spoke, and what he said came from his heart. At the moment, he can be regarded as accepting his identity in the demon clan, and owes the cause to others, so he naturally wants to repay it with his own fruit.

"Let's go, go in and have a look, and then we'll go to Xiliang. ”

After speaking, Bai Ye raised his feet and stepped on the ground in front of him, his figure gradually disappearing into the pale red mist. He knew that there was not much time left for him to free the Bishan tribe.

Reality is always much more cruel than expected, and in less than a decade, such a sea change has taken place. As a person who has cultivated "Feast of Ghosts and Gods" to the fullest, no one knows better than him why this scene in front of him came about.

Although the method he left behind was incomplete, the ancestor of the Bishan tribe who modified this remnant method and made the clansmen cultivate was indeed a ghost talent with a formation.

The price after this formation was cast was far more cruel than he expected. Ten years, the soul fragments of all sacrifices, at most only ten years can wait for liberation.

If the ten-year period is up, and the formation is unsolved, everything will disappear completely, and it will be wiped out, leaving no trace of their existence.

"Daddy, I want to go to my mother, it's gray here, and I don't like it. Just as he was pondering in the white night, his daughter's voice rang in his ears.

Bai Ye turned around, only to see Bai Shushu looking at him pitifully, his big dark blue eyes were constantly blinking, and he looked like a little bitter gourd.

"Go ahead, I still have something to do with your sister Ya'er. ”

He nodded, and then walked indifferently on his mountaineering path, in just a few years, he was no longer the boy he was at the beginning, although he was still burdened with hatred, but now, he had the ability to redeem those souls.

Although they are in the bitter sea of silence, he can now. This gave him a decade that was different from the flood famine, and he didn't want this place to become a forbidden area for life.

The same forbidden area, he had already created once, and there was a big dandelion flying on the black ink soil in his memory, and he didn't want to experience the eternal pain a second time. He can't keep a tribe forever, but reincarnation can.

Reincarnation is a rule that is impossible for him to comprehend even at his peak, and it is an existence that cannot be escaped by all living beings. Because of a vow he made with Mo Yexue, it gave him a new life, it was a chance to start over, and for other losers, it was an opportunity that could not be met and unwanted.

"Childe, this fog is really terrifying. ”

Beside Bai Ye, Hyuna couldn't help but sigh. This strange pale red mist will inadvertently erode everything about her, from the light armor evolved from her demonic power to her physical body, which cannot be resisted.

Bai Ye smiled in surprise, he had forgotten that Hyun Ya was different from him, although she was a demon lord-level existence, she was a little unbearable in the face of this kind of ancient method of desolation that existed in such a wonderful form.

He raised his hand and formed a mysterious seal with one hand, and a gray talisman appeared out of thin air, evolving, and then, it floated into Hyuna's hand.

This is a soul talisman, which is condensed by the power of his body, although it is not the power of an authentic ghost and god feast, but it is enough for Hyuna to resist the strange mist here.

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Gently wading through the stream that was about to dry up, Bai Ye once again saw the familiar Lethe River channel in his memory and the big bluestone that he had dreamed of for ten years.

The white night gently brushes the hand, the white horizontal road evolves like paper, and the black longitudinal road changes like ink. Rendered in ink, a picture of grassland life is sketched by him with his fingertips.

"It's ........."

Beside Bai Ye, Hyuna watched it with relish, and in just a moment, she fell into a trance. From this ever-changing picture, she experienced an extremely lofty Taoist thought, as well as some scenes.

The man rode a horse, carried a quiver on his back, and held a large bow in his hand, guarding the sheep and women behind him. Women do laundry and cooking, weave cloth under the lamp, sew and mend, and teach children.

In this black-and-white picture, the yellow hair hangs down and is happy.

"It's been the best decade I've ever had. ”

The white night whispered, and the heavy pupils were full of aftertaste. As he spoke, he gently picked up a large bow with a broken string at his feet, raised his hand, and shot it at a giant wolf that was rushing towards him.

A silent and invisible arrow shattered it, turning it into pitch-black ink and disappearing into the scroll. Bai Ye gently moved his body, but he didn't increase his speed in the slightest.

He simply chose to keep the red, black, and dark mist out of his body. Before leaving, he turned his head and glanced at Hyuna who was following him.

"Xiaoya, it's raining. ”

"Okay childe. ”

Immediately, Hyunya lightly raised her jade arm and pointed to the sky. The faint blue light condensed from her fingertips, it was her demonic power, which was applied to her at this moment, just to pray for a rain.

Gray clouds condensed in the dome in the blink of an eye. They were overwhelming, breaking the shroud of the blood-colored mist. In the next moment, the rain, the cool rain, the pure rain, came like a miracle, washing away the filth and the breath of death.

"Xiaoya, you can sleep for a while, or practice according to the method I gave you, I will go to the top of the mountain. ”

In the rain, Bai Ye nodded aimlessly, at this moment, he was a little lonely in his words, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Hmm. ”

Hyuna nodded, and with a slight stomp of her foot, she broke through the fog barrier and headed straight for the cloudy sky. The fog here may be overwhelming, but it must not stop her.

No matter how she said it, she was also a demon lord-level existence, and this kind of fog that plagued the Yuan Infant Period really couldn't help her.

Sitting in the clouds, Hyuna took out two pieces of jet-black scale armor. There are countless small scriptures on it, and on the first scale, the general content is a supreme method of consolidating divine consciousness.

And the things on the second scale armor were given to her by Bai Susu, saying that it was a gift for her beautiful sister. Bai Ye knew that there was a rune of extremely cold artistic conception on it.

Hyuna, strictly speaking, has the blood of Xuanwu. And the ice technique on the black scale armor that Bai Susu gave her was also suitable for her cultivation.

She regarded this scale armor as a treasure, not because of the scriptures on it, but because it was Fan Li's scale armor. Back in the clan, even those old guys will definitely be tempted to come and watch when they see it.

The demon clan and the witch clan have one thing in common. Most of them only cultivate the physical body, not the primordial spirit. Self-cultivation and enlightenment, such an existence Bai Ye only knows one, and that is Pangu who incarnates the desolation.

Compared to the demon race, in addition to their unlimited potential, the cultivation method of the human race is their cultivation method, and the cultivation method of most human races has always been the soul from beginning to end.

This can be regarded as learning from each other's strengths, but at the same time, it is also a place where the demon clan suffers. For the Terrans, the body is important, but the soul is the source.

Therefore, Bai Ye integrated some methods suitable for the cultivation of the demon clan and handed them to Hyunya, wanting to see if she could make some breakthroughs. Stepping out of a new path of demon cultivation makes it easier to step on the ultimate path of the Dao.

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"Grandma, I'm back to see you. ”

On the top of the mountain, in front of countless mounds of earth, Bai Ye stood quietly in the rain curtain, his double eyes open, and there were wisps of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Soon, everything about them will be washed away by me with blood. I will pay tribute to your departed souls with the blood of Xiliang, and rest assured that soon, everything will be over. ”

The white night still stood quietly in place, a trace of blood-colored mist surrounded him, and at this moment, in his dantian, there was a blood-colored gold-veined relic, exuding a faint light.

This slight glow seemed to be a kind of appeasement, and it fused and intertwined with the wisps of blood-colored mist in a strange fluctuation, and finally separated. In just a few breaths, under its effect, the dead silence around Bai Ye's body disappeared a lot.

At the same time, at the foot of the mountain.

"Uncle Feng, that ...... What's that, it's terrifying!"

"Don't be afraid, niece, there is a certain wind here, these wolf beasts must not be rampant!"

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