The aura of resentment attached to his two souls and seven souls, seriously interfering with his mind. He hasn't really become a demon yet, not because his resentment is not deep enough, or because the power of his inner demon is not strong enough, just because he is delirious, the most arrogant and uncontrollable existence in this world.

In other words, if he becomes a demon, then Kunxiu, the demon venerable, will no longer have the meaning of existence, and the Shura realm will also become the realm of demons from now on.

Now that the painting Allure wants to use the Pure Heart Mantra to wash away the demons and evil resentments in his body, it is equivalent to pulling out his two souls and seven souls one by one, and then forcibly stripping away all the greed, hatred, hatred, hatred, love and evil desires that have been integrated into it that do not belong to him, and that kind of pain is no worse than being extracted from the soul and refining the soul.

Tears slipped from the eyes of the painting Allure, how had she ever seen this man succumb. In addition to facing the self who ruthlessly left him at the beginning, this man will always be so high-minded.

Ah Nian, I'm sorry, you must persevere, you must persevere!

Bear with it, bear with it a little longer, and soon everything will be fine......

Painting Allure's heart was dripping blood, and with the turmoil of her mind and the rapid passage of mana, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Sister Ling'er!" Qing Ci was already in tears, and the light blue tears did not fall to the ground, but flew towards the golden characters that swirled around Cang Wunian one by one.

His tears, as long as they flowed out of true feelings, were this cold pale blue. Such tears have a very powerful calming and healing effect on all the wounds in this world. Because of this, his mother did not let him cry easily.

He didn't want to cry, but in the face of these two people he loved so much in such a painful situation, he didn't want to cry and couldn't help it. Since you are crying, your tears cannot be wasted.

Cang Wunian's two souls and seven spirits were all experiencing inhuman torture now, and he hoped that his tears would make him feel a little better.

"Qingci, quick, help me. It seemed that after a long time, Hua Allure suddenly opened his mouth weakly to call him.

Qing Ci was excited, and hurriedly asked, "What should I do?"

Hua Chengcheng gasped and said, "Inject your mana into my body, my mana can't last long." ”

"Good. Qing Ci responded, and the blue light surged in his fingertips, and immediately turned into arcs of light and fell from the top of the painting's head.

"Painting...... Painting ...... "In the Pure Heart Mantra Array, Cang Wunian's voice was already hoarse, and the gray and black-brown in his eyes flickered and flickered.

Wisps of black gas erupted from his brow, as if fleeing, and let out a small, high-pitched scream as he touched the golden characters.

"Brother Ah Nian seems to have remembered you. Qing Ci obviously heard Cang Wunian's hoarse and weak call, and became a little excited.

"Well, work harder, and you're done. The corners of her mouth were hooked, and by this time her face had begun to turn pale.

"Oblivion...... Painting...... Qing Ci ...... "Cang Wunian's figure swayed, and the speed of alternating gray and black-brown in his eyes became faster and faster.

He didn't know how he had survived the pain, but now he just felt that he was weak, and if it weren't for his stubborn belief, his knees would have been limp to his knees.

"Brother Ah Nian, if you endure it any longer, it will be fine immediately. Qingci's nose was sour, and she almost burst into tears again.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

Suddenly, an extremely discordant applause echoed abruptly through the cave.

Both the painting Allure and Qingci were shocked, and a bad feeling suddenly surged in their hearts.

"Hahahaha, I already knew that you were not simple, and it was a pity that I didn't throw you into the pool of resentment that day. A voice that disgusted the two of them and had to be afraid at the same time came, and they could both hear that it was Mu Fusang.

"Qing Ci, stop him, it's the last step, don't let him touch Ah Nian. The painting allure immediately gave the order.

"But you ......" Qing Qi was in a hurry, he could feel that there was not much mana left in Hua Chengcheng's body, even if he tried his best to inject mana into her body, he still couldn't make ends meet.

He was worried that if he evacuated at this moment, it would have an extremely serious impact on her body, and if it was not good, he would hurt the root like he did last time.

"I'm fine, you go. Quick!" Hua Chengcheng gritted his teeth and said resolutely.

"Sister Ling'er, you must resist!" Qing Ci was ruthless, stopped what he was doing, and stopped in front of Mu Fusang, who had already walked into the cave.

Mu Fusang looked Qingci up and down with a smile, but his tone was very disdainful, "Why, with the little mana you have left, do you think you can stop the old man?"

"Hey, if you can't stop it, you have to stop it, who made you not a beautiful girl? Qing Ci spread his hands, said with a smile, and added at the end: "By the way, at your age, you are not qualified to call yourself an 'old man' in front of the master." ”

"Oh, it's a child's trick. Come on, I won't bother with you. Look at the move!" As soon as Mu Fusang's voice fell, a black gas burst out from his palm, fast and ruthless.

Qing Ci sighed secretly in his heart, and sure enough, it would not work to delay time with lip service. He couldn't dodge this move, if he dodged, this black qi would hit Cang Wunian directly. Even if he doesn't explain the painting, he knows in his heart that the current cangwu is precious and can't be touched at all.

Boom –

The blue light flashed and converged between his palms, and Qing Ci took Mu Fusang's blow stiffly.

A burst of blood rolled in his chest, and a wisp of dark blue blood slid down the corner of Qing Ci's mouth.

Mu Fusang's eyes couldn't help narrowing when he looked at this scene, and he said with some doubts: "Blue blood, ...... are you?"

"It's not your turn to worry about who the master is!" Qing Ci wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely, raised his hand and slammed the knife with a blue light towards Mu Fusang's face.

Mu Fusang's pupils shrank, his body shook and he took a few steps back sharply, and at the same time, the black qi in his palms condensed, and he didn't mean to attack hard, but he quickly bombarded the ground twice.

Qing Ci frowned, a bad premonition welled up in his heart, and the next moment, his feet were bound.

Looking down, it was the place where Mu Fusang had attacked, and those two positions were spelled by Mu Fusang, and a number of branches grew directly, and the branches were flexible and powerful, imprisoning Qingci's feet.

Qing Ci's figure froze, but Mu Fusang saw this opportunity and struck out with a palm again, and the black mana hit Qing Ci's chest, directly knocking his body to the ground.

Qing Ci snorted, and at the moment he landed, he supported the ground with both hands, and the soles of his feet were ruthless, directly shattering the branches that bound his feet, and he wanted to fight again when he got up, but he saw a strange smile on the corner of Mu Fusang's mouth.

Oops! Qing Ci immediately realized that something was wrong, and when he looked back, he was so shocked that he almost left his body - the mana that Fang Cai Mu Fusang hit on his chest was not intended to be aimed at him, it was just a move to fight the cow across the mountain, and most of the mana passed through his body and flew towards the layer of golden characters on the surface of Cang Wunian's body behind him.

"Brother Ah Nian——!" Qing Ci screamed, and it was obviously too late to stop him at this time.

Just when the black mana was about to touch the golden characters, the layer of cocoon-shaped characters suddenly became golden, and a few characters popped up with Mu Fusang's mana, and the shock of the mana made Mu Fusang snort and take a few steps back.

"Poof", blood suddenly spurted out of the mouth of the painting city, she was already at the end of the crossbow, and she had to spend more mana to resist Mu Fusang's attack, this scene was in Qing Ci's eyes, it was even more painful than cutting his heart with a knife.

"Ahh

Mu Fusang was stunned for a moment, he only saw a flash of blue light in front of his eyes, why was he gone?

With a "bang", Mu Fusang felt that his body was hit by something, and then he involuntarily flew high, and finally fell to the ground fiercely.

At the moment when he landed, Qing Ci's figure appeared on his side, kneeling on one knee, panting in his mouth, and spilling blue blood in a big gulp.

"Poof", this mouthful of blood was spurted out by Mu Fusang, he didn't know what tricks Fang Caiqing used, in short, it caused him a lot of damage.

Painting Allure saw everything in his eyes, and his heart was anxious and painful, this little guy had consumed a lot of mana before, otherwise he would not have used such a spell to hurt the enemy by eight hundred and self-damage by one thousand on a commodity like Mu Fusang.

"Hehehe...... Hahaha......" Mu Fusang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely, and stood up slowly, "You kid, you really have two hits." But so what? I can't stand up now, can I? Hahaha......"

Qing Ci just kept gasping for breath, and didn't pay attention to Mu Fusang's meaning, he didn't even have the strength to say a word of nonsense now, but he couldn't fall.

However, the pain in his body could not be transferred by Qing Ci's firm will, and he was now completely unable to move, and could only barely maintain his body in this position of kneeling on one knee. He forced himself to close his eyes and mobilize the few mana in his body to circulate, and he had to stabilize his injuries in the shortest possible time, otherwise......

"It seems to be almost successful?" Mu Fusang raised his eyes and looked at the golden characters around Cang Wunian's body that were gradually slowing down, and his face was very solemn. Then he glared at Qing Ci fiercely, "Boy, I'll clean you up later." ”

After throwing down these words, he dragged his injured body step by step, staggering towards Cang Wunian.