With Luo Yan's incredulous screams, the evil heavens who should have died under the fire of the holy emblem climbed up from the pool like a puppet.

But there was no water in him, but there was fire.

The golden fire, seeping out of the body, burned below the surface of the evil body.

Seeing this scene, Luo Yan's screams stopped abruptly.

He recognized it, this golden flame was the flame of the holy pattern that killed Luo Terror.

After recognizing it, he shivered a few times in a row due to the pain of the holy flame's burning body for the first time.

Just thinking about the pain made him shiver.

And at this time, the evil heaven who suffered this pain was expressionless.

Even more expressionless than the real Luo Wei.

Because of this expressionless face, the Holy Fire Temple was as quiet as a ghost.

Luo Wei didn't dare to make any more sounds, and even in this quiet that was extremely suitable for thinking, he lost the ability to think.

The evil heaven, who is good at thinking, also does not think.

In his heart, there was only pain.

From the bottom of the peer kettle, only a penny away from burying his own pain.

He could feel the determination of this pool of life-saving clear water to fade, and he was so resolute that he had no emotion.

Under this kind of determination, he should have turned into ashes in an instant, just like Luo Wei who was restrained by the evil moon......

The strange thing is that the ancient blood banner in Luo Wei's body did not save Luo Wei at the moment when he broke out of the ban, but saved him.

That's the only reason he's alive now, or for the time being.

As a result, it hurts him even more.

Because he is alive, not because of even the slightest soft-heartedness behind the determination of his companions.

And this point makes up for that penny.

"Why ......"

An extremely hollow and dazed voice came out of the mouth of the evil heaven, and even this peaceful Holy Fire Temple was filled with sadness and confusion.

In a daze, he still didn't think, or rather, he was afraid to think.

Can't think.

Only recalls.

He recalls his first encounter in the Sword Wind Cave.

recalled that the Dao fruit of Chu Yan Mountain was swallowed.

remembered him at the age of twelve, and used the most sincere language to move him who swallowed Daoguo.

Remembering that he was rotten, he brought himself the opportunity of the eleventh layer of the inner qi realm and the ability to shape the Dao Fruit by himself, and then became even worse.

recalled that in the years that followed, he fought with his peers.

recalled that in the Emperor's Passage, he led the Emperor's decision away for himself.

......

The more reminiscing.

The more painful it is in my heart.

But this pain has changed significantly after the shock of recollection.

At this moment, instead of being heartbroken by what his companion had done to him, he was heartbroken by his companion.

"He's not going to be so ...... to me"

"He really doesn't remember me......"

Ninety percent of the holy flames that were offset by the ancient blood banner were still burning inside and outside the evil body.

"Hey......"

A faint sigh, full of complexity.

It seems that he can't use this conclusion that has just appeared to erase the unwillingness in his heart.

"You've got to tell me, why......"

"If you open your mouth, will I refuse......"

"Have you forgotten that you are my evil blade......

Yang Tian muttered softly, waited for a long time, and did not respond.

This made the evil heaven more and more unwilling.

So he stood up.

"You've got to tell me, why......"

With another whisper, he stepped on his right foot, wrapped in the flames, and landed on the ground......

Whoa......

The moment it touched the ground, his right calf turned into ashes.

With a control of the body that outsiders couldn't imagine, Evil Sky maintained his balance and did not completely turn into ashes.

"So, I still have to survive, because in this way, I can ask you ......"

With a blank murmur, Evil Heaven forced himself into the realm of soul wandering.

It's just that no matter how hard he tries, he can't get in.

After a while, he seemed to find the reason and looked at Luo Yan, who was shaped like a sculpture.

"It turned out to be you. ”

Luo Yan shuddered, came to his senses, looked at the evil sky stupidly, and still couldn't think.

But there's no need to think.

Luo Miao did not get the solution, the evil heaven will give Luo Yan.

"I am an evil sky. ”

"Since entering the Rakshasa Prison in the Three Thousand Realms, I have been planted with the first blood of the Rakshasa by Luo Yin of the Luo Mei line. ”

"The second time I went to the Rakshasa prison, I met the Rakshasa Prison, I defeated him, and I became him with the first blood of the Rakshasa Rakshasa . ”

"I infiltrated the Fierce Star Rakshasa Palace, saved the Heavenly Clothes of the Xuanluo Immortal Domain Heavenly Family, and humiliated Luo Xue and you. ”

"You killed the bell, and I was there to save her from going to Rakshasa prison, so I won't kill you. ”

"But you have to live well, strive to fly to the upper realm, and find more and more powerful backers, that's the only way,"

Speaking of this, Evil Heaven paused, looked at Luo Yan and said quietly: "I can cut off your backers one by one like killing Luo Mantra, until no Rakshasa dares to become your backer, and even personally send you to me and beg me to kill ......"

"Ahh

Perhaps it is the sound of the evil heavens, from the most feared land of the Nine Shadows......

Maybe it was the words of the evil heaven, which were completely beyond the limit of Luo Wei's imagination......

Or maybe the self in the mouth of the evil heaven is so miserable that he can't accept it......

The dignified Fierce Star Rakshasa Hall Lord Luo Horror, his expression was distorted, he held his head in his hands in pain, and fled in a frenzied roar.

Looking at Luo Yan, who was so frightened that he fled away, Evil Heaven continued to say quietly: "At that time, the black eyes of the bell may be able to close......

The Holy Fire Temple, there was only one person left, but it was still quiet.

The stunned evil heaven sighed again.

Because he still can't enter the realm of soul travel.

He finally understood why.

I have been wading through countless mountains of corpses and blood, and crawling out of countless mortal realms because I am afraid of death, but I am a little disheartened at this time.

This kind of frustration comes from the depths of the soul and from the bones.

Even his most amazing heart can't suppress this emotion that is incompatible with courage.

"But after all, I still have to ask you, is there really nothing left of your impression of me, evil blade ......"

When the second little who was frantically cultivating Pei Yuan Gong was about to run out, he muttered softly for the third time, and then closed his bloody eyes like death, and began to realize the fire of the Holy Pattern that burned the evil body.

The Tushi Sacred Palace fell into real seclusion because the evil heaven entered the realm of soul wandering.

Outside the Tushi Holy Palace, the land of eight holy wars, let the wind and clouds change color.

Eight against eight, eight battlefields, this is the best situation for the two curved blades of the black hand.

But paying attention to the curved blades of the eight battlefields, I am not very happy at the moment.

No.

It's not even fun.

He was slightly in a trance, and he always felt that after decisively draining the holy water, his heart was missing, a little dazed, and a little painful.

"Bendi, what's the matter......"

"In the chaos, this emperor has completed detachment, and the more Qi Tian becomes the emperor, although it is not as good as those perverts who walk the path of the emperor, how can the state of mind still be affected......"

......

I don't want to admit it.

But what he had to admit was that what affected him was the fake rakshasa.

He was angry at the layout of the fake rakshasa.

He was even more angry that the fake rakshasa had discovered the holy water.

Because this is a particularly crucial step in his plan.

(End of chapter)