Tang San's pale face was not really visible in the shadowy ice edge, just like a delicate doll frozen in the ice.

The sand oak kept attacking the solid ice with the sand blade, but the surface of the ice was extremely smooth, and it could withstand any attack, and there was not a single crack produced, and Tang Sanqing had been sleeping quietly in the ice.

Wu Qinian was annoyed and angry, seeing that the duck that reached his beak finally flew away, Tang Sanqing's skin and flesh were the treasures he had been thinking about for a long time. It was furious, and rushed up, about to fight for Tang Sanqing's corpse in the cold ice.

Wu Qinian was a living dead for fifteen years, sacrificing the blood of boys and girls to maintain his own life. In the life and death of the underworld, its yang life has come to an end fifteen years ago, and now it is not a human being, nor can it be a ghost, and it is outside the Three Realms.

It can't see sunlight, and when it touches it, it melts into a pool of blood, so it can only be a maggot that survives in the dark night.

However, as long as it is in the dark, its power is very strong, and all the resentment of the virgins and girls is piled up in its body. A child's grievance is the darkest of all grievances, a powerful and evil force.

In particular, the blood flowing outside its body is its best protective barrier, its blood is highly poisonous, and any creature will be corroded and opened out of a hole the moment it touches it.

Wu Qinian's attacks were always accompanied by a foul smell, and everywhere he went, there were corroded potholes, and the sand oak, which had been immersed in his own world, finally raised his head and looked at it like a dead thing.

Wu Qinian hated being looked at like this, as if he was constantly emphasizing that he was an ugly maggot living in a garbage heap. Its face was hideous, and its attacks became more aggressive, and the entire palace was destroyed in the blink of an eye.

No matter how angry it was, he cared about Tang Sanqing, who was only sleeping in the ice crystals, he didn't believe that he would die, and the sand oak firmly believed that he was just asleep.

Tang Sanqing deserves all the good things in this world piled up in front of his eyes, and a monster like Wu Qinian, who is not a human or a ghost, is not worthy of appearing in front of him at all.

However, Wu Qinian himself has a dead corpse resentment that has been accumulated for fifteen years, and with the help of the vine tree demon, he is not an opponent at all.

If it is a sand oak in its heyday, it may be an enemy, but all his internal organs have been devoured by the six monkey demons of the quicksand river, and a seven-trick exquisite heart is now on Wu Qinian's body, and the sand oak is suffering from frying and roasting all the time.

The only thing that can help him is the yellow sand of the quicksand river, and the yellow sand has been by his side since he left the quicksand river, and they have been with him for more than ten years, and they have been protecting the sand oaks from time to time like companions.

Guarding Tang Sanqing with great difficulty, while facing the enemy, the sand oak quickly became exhausted. He himself was nothing but an empty shell inside, and it was not a pity to die, because the only concern in this world was gone.

But Tang Sanqing couldn't, and the sand oak would never allow him not to fall into their hands.

Entangled and reluctant to himself, Sand Oak experienced a thousand cuts of pain in every attack and defense, which he had long been accustomed to, but now he was willing to endure these pains.

This was the first and only time that Quercus felt that his body was already struggling and dilapidated like an old man. But for the fiery figure in the ice crystals, every time he reached the end of the road, there was still power bursting out from his body.

Again and again, falling, getting up, falling again, getting up again...... In this cycle, the sand oak always stands in front of the ice crystals, resisting the footsteps of Wu Qinian.

"Sha Zhan, you really don't give up, Tang Sanqing has only known you for a long time, and it is worth following you with such a desperate heart. Don't forget those painful memories of the past, no one in this world will take the heart to you, because you don't deserve it. You only deserve to live like a mouse in a dark corner, and you don't want to lick your face and stick to it if someone gives you a little benefit, you're a nuisance......"

The vine dryad's voice echoed through the empty palace, and the words had been in his ears every day since he was six years old, and it had tormented him for survival and pleasure.

But it was undeniable that its words were inserted into his body like spikes every day, until he erected spikes like a hedgehog all over his body, repelling everything around him, including himself.

The sharp thorns on his body stab others when they open and stab themselves when they curl up, but he always has a fresh presence on him at all times. It's not someone else's, it's your own.

The hard work of the sand oak will finally come to an end, and the final blow of the yellow sand turned into thousands of sharp swords, and thousands of arrows flew in their direction like raindrops, but all of them were blocked by the enchantment of the vine tree demon.

Quercus fell to his knees and used his last strength to turn the yellow sand into a pillar of sand against his chest, supporting his body that was about to fall. The rest of the yellow sand flew into the sky, suddenly losing all its strength, and all of it fell to the ground.

Wu Qinian looked at the white figure and guarded it in front of the ice until death, blood stained his clothes red, and faced death in the most tragic way.

"This kid is really difficult, however, the legendary reincarnation of Tang Sanzang and Sha Wujing were killed by me, and the Heavenly Realm will be completely disappointed if it wants to rely on Tang Sanqing to save the common people......" The vine tree demon smiled, his voice extremely arrogant.

When Wu Qinian heard its words, he couldn't help but be stunned, and muttered, "Are you saying that Sha Zhan is the reincarnation of Sha Wujing, and he is also the chosen son who wants to go to the West Heaven to learn scriptures?" ”

The vine tree demon's face slowly appeared on the small tree root, and said sarcastically: "What about him, are you regretting it?" ”

Wu Qinian discovered for the first time that when it was still the emperor of the Wusi Tibetan Kingdom, the appearance of the Fuji State Master was just right to help it rescue it from danger. Everything is like an arranged conspiracy, and it is just a puppet pawn of one of them.

It had always thought that it and the vine tree demon were in a cooperative relationship, but now it seems that it is only subject to the vine tree demon, and after understanding all this, it has long been unable to escape this chessboard.

"No, whoever they are, it's all under our control now. It won't be long before the territories of the surrounding countries will be taken over. Wu Qinian replied.

Now that you've chosen your camp, you can't go back......

The sand oak is in a chaotic darkness, and this place is very similar to the scene at the bottom of the quicksand river, so is this the only place for him to be.

I only hope that where Tang Sanqing goes, there will be warm sunshine.

Whether it is the hopeless nameless, the cold sand, or the soft sand oak, he hopes that the only light in his life can go to a better place, leaving him alone in hell.

Suddenly, there was a warmth in the center of his eyebrows, and it was getting hotter and hotter, as if a fire was burning in his forehead. It was the only place in his body that had a temperature, and in a place of extreme cold, he could understand how precious warmth was.

Tang Sanqing's kiss seemed to be the first ray of light in his dark life, but unfortunately it was not too late.

At this moment, a voice other than him suddenly appeared in the darkness.

["You're just defeated? It's too inferior, compared with the original sand monk, it's too far behind! ”

"But no, Sha Wujing ate him when the first nine generations of Tang Sanzang passed through the quicksand river, and finally he was accepted as an apprentice by Tang Sanzang of the tenth generation."

"That Tang Sanqing looks really delicious, he is worthy of being the reincarnation of Tang Sanzang, it's really cheap for those two guys......"

"Heh, that little vine spirit dares to calculate us, if this kid is useless, can we be so passive?"

"Hey! Boy, now is not the time for you to be willing to fall, our six ancestors are not easy to mess with! ”】

There were six sudden voices in the darkness, men and women, children and old people...... There is no breath of living people here, they are not human, but they know what is happening to them.

Quercus asked, "Who are you?" ”

["We are your ancestors! They replied in unison. 】

"You ...... Is it the product of the combination of the legendary Rakshasa and the monkey, the ancestors of the six monkey cubs? I've already ...... you" He didn't expect that at the bottom of the quicksand river, he had sealed the six demons in his body.

["You did use your body as a medium to trap us in your body, but that is not a real seal......"

"Boy, now is not the time to say this, we are tied to you now, so you must not die."

"You were originally the reincarnation of Sha Wujing, and the vine tree demon doesn't know why he is so hostile to you, so I probably have to ask Sha Wujing. Your share of the power that belongs to Sha Wujing is almost gone, and that power conflicts with our power, so we can't have a chance to come out until you completely lose your mana. ”】

"What do you want to do?" Quercus asked warily.

These six monkey demons have experienced tens of thousands of years, absorbing the evil qi between this heaven and earth, and in comparison, they are even more terrifying than the vine tree demon and Wu Qi Nian.

If they are released, the world will be in a bloody storm.

["Take it easy, if you die, we will also be finished, we are now a community of destiny. ”

"Give you the power you want, after you go out, help us kill the vine tree demon and Wu Qinian, and see that they are not pleasing to the eye for a long time......"

"Don't you want to kill them? Avenge yourself and think about what you've been through in the past 21 years. ”

"The pain of captivity, the pain of stripping the flesh of the heart, and the torment of the glass wick burning in the heart day and night, every inch of skin is pierced by the cold ice......"

"Do you want to save Tang Sanqing?"

"We have a way to ......"]

The sand oak turned a deaf ear to their chirping voices, and did not open their eyes until they heard Tang Sanqing's three words.

In those eyes, which were always as black as ink, they were no longer pure black, and he couldn't tell when they began to change.

What kind of natural and man-made disasters and demons will experience in the mortal world in the future has nothing to do with him. Even if the world collapsed in front of him one day, he would not change his face and would not care.

He divides everything into the world and him, there is a clear dividing line, and from the moment the world abandons him, he stands alone on the opposite side of the world.

However, knowing that the words of these six monkeys were most likely a ridiculous lie, he knew in his heart that there was almost no possibility of resurrecting Tang Sanqing. But he still agreed, because as long as it was not impossible, he would definitely do his best.

He didn't dare to bet that it was the only light and faith in his life.

The dark space reverberated with the wild and arrogant laughter of the six monkeys.

At that moment, Sand Oak gave up all the mana in his body that belonged to Sha Wujing, and gave up the choice of being the reincarnated descendant of Sha Wujing......