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Nine-tails, they are still waiting for themselves in the outside world, why are they still delaying in such a place. Just when the blood in Xiao Yan's eyes was gone, the world in front of him collapsed again. The familiar blood characters appeared in front of me, but they were a little different from before.

The Eighteenth Layer of Shura Hell......

Seventeen layers of hell, along the way, have experienced tens of thousands of sunrises and sunsets. It's finally the eighteenth layer of hell that is!

Xiao Yan did not hesitate, and jumped into the dark hell as soon as he jumped into it. Jumping into the dark world, the familiar voice that I hadn't heard for a long time in my ears rang again!

"Little one, I really underestimated you. I didn't expect your killing intent and strength to come here......"

The corners of Xiao Yan's forehead twitched, and he looked at the vague mist figure in front of him. He cursed secretly in his heart. You damn thing, you brought me into this kind of hellish place! Now you are pretending to be a good person and saying these things that don't hurt or itch.

The pitch-black mist seemed to know Xiao Yan's thoughts, and sneered: "Hehe, stinky boy." Aren't I optimistic about you, I hope you are an excellent Shura Flame inheritor. ”

Xiao Yan nodded lightly, muttering in his heart. Who knows what you mean!

The black mist trembled lightly a few times, and gradually turned into nothingness: "You also have fear in your heart, why don't you tell me about it......"

The screams of the Nine-Tails, the miserable dragon groans of the golden scales, were mixed with the pain of Xun'er. Xiao Yan covered his head, although he knew that all this was an illusion, he still couldn't hide the fear in his heart.

Once the relatives of the Xiao family called themselves waste, they could ignore their past suspicions. Emotions are too important in Xiao Yan's heart.

For the sake of his loved ones, he would rather bear more pain on his shoulders. From a small boy in Uta Town, he broke into Zhongzhou, and finally won the Douqi Continent!

All of this is just for their loved ones, and their loved ones can have a stable home and a peaceful life......

In the dark world, the tiny sickle surrounded Xiao Yan's body like a maggot on the tarsal bone, cutting small cracks into Xiao Yan's body in a few moments. Bright red blood flowed rapidly through the cracks. With it, Xiao Yan's vitality was almost gone.

Xiao Yan covered his head and struggled desperately, wanting to forget everything that kept replaying in his mind. But the fear in my mind is getting stronger and stronger. Familiar faces, familiar relatives died over and over again in front of Xiao Yan's eyes......

At first, Xiao Yan could still tell that all this was just a virtual illusion. Later, the illusion became more and more real. Even so real that Xiao Yan himself was sure that these relatives had died.

The death of relatives and lovers around him, until the end, all the relatives left in front of Xiao Yan's eyes, all Xiao Yan's beliefs in the whole world were rapidly shattered, and all attachments were destroyed and collapsed in the dark.

The blood-red color that had just disappeared in Xiao Yan's eyes finally surged out again. At this time, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, and he completely became the demon king of hell, cold and ruthless......

Looking at the small black scythes circling around, Xiao Yan's eyes completely lost the slightest consciousness, and he frantically resisted the small scythes that were constantly circling around him. The five-colored flames all over the body surged wildly, but the terrifying energy was useless against the small black scythe.

The small black sickle continued to cut, cutting out pieces of dense small openings on Xiao Yan's forehead. As blood and source qi continued to flow out, Xiao Yan's consciousness became more and more blurred. The clear scenes around him and the deaths of relatives and friends are becoming more and more real.

Shui Lingxin's whole body was covered with blood, Yao Lao's empty eyes, and Xun'er's miserable scream. One by one, familiar figures fell in front of Xiao Yan. The last fragment of the broken fragment turned into a terrifying nightmare in front of Xiao Yan's eyes, and no matter what, it couldn't linger......

Just when Xiao Yan's vision became more and more blurred, and the sense of fear in his heart became clearer, a gentle stream of water dispersed the small black scythe around Xiao Yan. The seemingly indestructible little scythe was slowly flowing under the drive of the water, and it couldn't get close to Xiao Yan's body at all.

In a few breaths, the warm stream of water engulfed the flames around Xiao Yan's body, gently enveloping Xiao Yan. With the appearance of the azure water, the wounds on Xiao Yan's body were also slowly healing. The consciousness of the brain is also becoming clearer.

In the endless blue water, Xun'er snuggled in her arms, and the little medicine fairy danced happily on the grassland under the blue sky in front of her. The white skirt is particularly eye-catching in the sun, as if returning to the simple little girl in Qingshan Town, the little doctor who cured the disease and saved people.

Shui Lingxin also lost his broken face that was rolled by the black hole, and changed back to his familiar appearance, gently leaning on his shoulder and looking at the blue sky. His face was filled with peace and serenity. It's as if all the disputes in the outside world have nothing to do with him at this time......

Xiao Yan fell lightly on the grass, Xiao Yan knew that this place was a fighting continent. Looking at the flowing white clouds in the sky calmly, there is no distraction in my heart, no earthly strife. Looking at the world at this time, my heart is as calm as a sleeping lake, and there is not a trace of ripples on it.

The worldly strife had completely moved away from Xiao Yan at this time, and all that was left was the tranquility and endless comfort in front of him. Just when Xiao Yan was enjoying the comfort in front of him and couldn't extricate himself. Shui Lingxin pulled up the cyan dress, slowly stood up and walked towards Xiao Yan.

Shui Lingxin squatted in front of Xiao Yan, staring at Xiao Yan with clear eyes, and gently stroked Xiao Yan's face with both hands: "Xiao Yanzi, please remember your mission." The endless killings and strife are indeed exhausting, but if you don't fight, then where is there such tranquility......"

The world in front of Xiao Yan was clear again, and there was still endless darkness around him and the small black scythe that kept hovering around him. But at this time, Xiao Yan's eyes no longer had the previous bloody aura. The line of sight also becomes clearer.

The source soul quickly unfolded, and the trajectory of the small black scythe around it also became clearer. The black scythe in Xiao Yan's hand began to run along a strange trajectory, and the seemingly indestructible black scythe had no resistance at this time!

After a while, under the slashing of the black flame scythe in Xiao Yan's hand, the small black scythe dissipated into the dark world one after another, as if it had never appeared......

In the darkness of the world, a familiar voice sounded again. But this time it softened: "Congratulations, little one, you have successfully passed the eighteenth layer of hell." Looking at it now, I'm really satisfied with you as the inheritor of the Shura Flame......"

As the familiar voice sounded in the darkness, the endless darkness around him seemed to have become energetic, desperately surging towards Xiao Yan's body. An energy that almost burst out of his body almost knocked Xiao Yan into a faint.

Xiao Yan hurriedly mobilized the source qi in his body that was about to break the body, and desperately integrated the source qi into his body along the line of the incineration. The breath in the body quickly increased and gushed. Under Xiao Yan's desperate suppression, he was finally suppressed to the level of a four-star Great Source Division.

The familiar voice sounded again, but it was a little more powerless and ethereal than before: "Little guy, you suppressed it too hard. After the cultivation of the Eighteen Purgatory, your current strength is completely enough to master the ability of the One-Star Great Source Master......"

Under the guidance of the familiar voice, the aura in Xiao Yan's body stagnated at the level of a one-star Great Source Master, becoming stable without the slightest fluctuation.

Just when Xiao Yan's breath stabilized again. Above Xiao Yan's left hand, a small black scythe also quietly emerged, lying calmly on his arm.

If you look closely, you'll find it. This little scythe looks similar to the black scythe, but it does have a faint blackness. The small black scythe shines with a five-color sheen.

Xiao Yan understood in his heart. At this time, he finally completely devoured this strange and unpredictable dark flame. All that's left is to devour the flames into the incineration technique, and then evolve the technique!

Coming back from his stunned state, Xiao Yan looked at the Nine-Tails with an eager look on his face, and showed the harmless smile of the child: "Do you look at me like something is wrong?"

Nine-Tails let out a long sigh of relief and flashed to Xiao Yan's side. He knocked Xiao Yan's head hard: "Stinky boy, it's scary all day long! You really want us to worry about death?"

Xiao Yan looked at the look of concern in the eyes of the Nine Tails, and the murderous aura swirling in his heart also completely dissipated: "Okay, it's okay, didn't I stand in front of you properly?" But I'm really sorry to keep you waiting for so long." ”

Nine-Tails snorted coldly, turned around and didn't bother to pay attention to this heartless guy: "Where is it a long time, it's only nineteen days! But your brother is going crazy, so hurry up and see him. ”

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, and secretly muttered in his heart, he had clearly cultivated in the eighteenth layer of hell for tens of thousands of years, why did the Nine Tails say that it was only nineteen days? When he was in the Bodhi Ancient Tree, he also had this feeling! Could it be that in this world, there is really a strange thing that can control time......

If you have such things, then you can not come back to life! When the time comes, even those dead relatives and lovers, don't they all have a chance to save them!

Xiao Yan shook his head, and couldn't help laughing at his own thoughts for being too naïve, how could there be anything in this world that controls time.

Retracting his troubled thoughts, Xiao Yan was stunned. Nine-tails said little bug, when did he have a little bug brother?

was stunned for a while, and finally reacted. Turning his gaze to the golden scales crawling on the ground not far away. Looking at the joy in the eyes of the golden scales, it was difficult to hide. The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth couldn't help but hang a quiet smile.

Sometimes, brothers don't need to say too many words at all, just a look at each other is enough to express everything.