Chapter 364: The Conspiracy of the Resurrection

Unbeatable!

It was just a split second of hand-to-hand fighting, and the black shadow had already confirmed this fact... Although he is also a well-known junior hero in the Demon Sect, he is still too powerless for such a terrifying heroic spirit in front of him.

The magic weapon was started, the purple light flashed, and if he continued to hide his identity and did not go all out, the black shadow was not sure that he would be able to retreat in such a situation as today - even if he had already sensed that there was likely to be another person hiding in the shadows, at this moment, he would not have time to take care of a lot!

The giant sword was killed, and the blow of the mountain and the cracking stone came head-on, in such a situation, the black shadow that had lost the lead could no longer choose to dodge, what could be done... There is only one thing left to fight head-on. The gap in cultivation will not change, but after all, the fierce spirit has been dead for a long time, as long as it can survive this blow and take the opportunity to retreat, maybe it will be able to escape this catastrophe!

…

Hongyan is far away, lovesick and bitter, several times, it is difficult to deal with each other.

Ten years of love and a hundred years of love, do not cut lovesickness and can't bear to care.

…

The legendary weapon belonging to the god of poison, the holy relic in the Demon Sect, is finally out of its sheath! The purple light coiled around the water-blue blade, and the darkness in front of the door of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave was completely dispelled, and the fierce spirit roared, as if even the half-real and half-virtual shadow was swaying under this magical light. However, the stagnation was only instantaneous, and after a moment, the terrifying giant sword was still slashed down on the head, as if the edge of the mist was several times stronger than the previous blow, and with all its strength, even the ground under his feet was torn open several wounds by this majestic force.

While!

The two powerhouses meet. One is a hero when he was born, and he is incomparable after death, and his majestic true power is inspiring, but the other is young and promising, holding an artifact in his hand, and never giving up on the idea of survival.

Under the heavy blows of both sides. There was a burst of flying sand and rocks in front of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave, but the ancient cave seemed to be protected by some mysterious force, and together with the exquisite statue of the witch, it was not damaged at all, as if it was in another world...

But it was said that after this blow, the black shadow... Or now after the robe is broken. It should be called Qin Wuyan, after all, he retreated to the depths of the dense forest with the help of the aftermath of this impact. Nothing, from the very beginning, he did not expect the possibility of being able to completely solve the other party by just relying on the lovesickness.

Not to mention that this fierce spirit doesn't seem to be completely defeated at all, even if it finds a way to kill the other party, with its own strength, it still can't deal with that overwhelming strength, so retreating here is the best choice. It's not a good way to get the job done, but it's better than dying here.

Fall back!

Qin Wuyan withdrew, and the golden bottle, which was also hidden in the shadows, almost had the same thought... The situation in front of him had already exceeded expectations, and he would not be able to gain insight into Qin Wuyan's true purpose if he stayed, so it was better to get out of danger first.

However, at this time, the golden bottle and the fierce spirit were both stunned at the same time.

The yin wind that seemed to never stop blowing from the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave suddenly stopped.

Heaven and earth, it was as if something was missing all of a sudden. There was a special silence.

The face of the fierce spirit instantly turned to ashes.

His mouth opened wide as if he wanted to say something. It was as if he wanted to shout with all his strength, but he couldn't make any sound.

Then, slowly, he turned around and looked at the stone woman, and suddenly. His figure shook again, and his huge body softened, and he knelt down in front of the stone statue woman and cried loudly.

The golden bottle was startled. She was born in the Demon Sect, and she didn't know how many strange things she had seen in her life, but a fierce spirit with such a high Dao suddenly cried loudly in front of her, which was really the only time in her life. Just look at the fierce spirit is extremely sad, the huge body is constantly shaking, although it is only composed of white gas, but the sad emotions seem to be vividly presented in front of them.

The golden bottle quietly moved over, and the fierce spirit did not even notice her. When she moved to the vicinity of the stone statue woman, and was about to take this opportunity to sneak into the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave, suddenly, her body shook, and her eyes looked at the stone statue woman, and she was also stunned.

On the cold stone statue, the graceful and beautiful woman.

Two lines of tears slipped quietly from the eyes of the stone statue.

It turns out that thousands of years of time still can't erase a deep trace of sadness......

The golden bottle stood behind the fierce spirit in amazement, looking at this sad stone statue!

In the stone cave behind him, a low groan was heard in the distance, like something, waking up from a long sleep and making the first sound.

The wind rises again, and the sound is even more poignant!

Even the sky and the sky above him were so dark.

A bolt of lightning pierced the black cloud.

A thunderclap blasted through the sky.

Thunder and lightning roared, tearing the sky apart in the blink of an eye. Countless black clouds seemed to boil, surging from the sky of the 100,000 Great Mountains, gathering above the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave.

The rain poured down and fell violently, mixed with huge hailstones, and the ground was pitted.

The golden bottle was startled, dodging left and right, floating in the wind and rain. The fierce spirit was Huo Ran raised his head and looked at the sky, all the wind, rain and frost seemed to have no effect on him, but his eyes were full of despair.

"Ahh ……”

He looked up to the sky and shouted.

In the midst of this desperate roar, a strange roar sounded in the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave, from far and near, faster and faster, louder and louder, and finally it was deafening. Jin Bei'er only felt a roar in his mind, as if it was about to crack, and couldn't help but change color for it, and hurriedly swept into the distance.

And that fierce spirit turned around suddenly, blocked his huge body at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave, raised his shield, raised his giant sword, and raised his eyebrows angrily, without the slightest fear, he stood suddenly.

The howling sound became louder and louder, and in the blink of an eye, it had rushed to the entrance of the ancient cave.

The sky thundered violently, and the heavens and the earth roared, as if all the mountains and earth of the entire 100,000 Great Mountains shook together.

In the wind and rain, the fierce spirit looked like a rocking and weak boat.

The deep darkness, like a demonic beast with teeth and claws, pounced on him from the ancient cave.

The fierce spirit roars and rushes head-on!

The giant sword reflected the lightning that swept through the sky, slashing into the darkness, and the black qi was instantly sliced through it, but it immediately pounced on both sides. It drowned his body at an incomparably swift speed.

The fierce spirit shouted, and in the distance, the golden bottle still heard the voice: "Niangniang......"

The next moment, the fierce spirit disappeared, and the black qi was like a mountain, gathering desperately at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave. To the sky, to the earth.

A flash of red light flashed in the darkness.

A figure, a man wrapped in a piece of brightly colored silk, stood in front of the stone statue woman with his back to the direction of the golden vase, slowly falling from the black air.

Behind him, the black air roared violently, and the shadows shook, as if countless demons were roaring in ecstasy.

Only his back. But it looks a little strange.

Standing in front of the stone statue, he stood silently in the wind and rain.

Slowly, he reached out and gently stroked the cold stone statue.

The low voice, quietly echoing in the wind and rain, has passed through thousands of years and countless winds, rains, snow and frosts.

"Delicate ......"

Spanning countless times. Spanning countless remorse, stripped of all the shells of the monster before being qualified to stand in front of you and call you like this. Love you like this, and "live" like this with the feeling of being with you forever.

Ah, yes, I have to hold you in my arms no matter what.

It's just, it's just that all this, why can it only be built on your flesh and blood...

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"Xiao Fan..."

"Baguio..."

Reunions are always touching. Although this is not the first meeting between the two in three years, Liuying has no intention of hindering them.

For him, Zhang Xiaofan's affairs can only be decided by himself, not to mention. He has no room to intervene in such a thing.

Without making any sound, Liuying gestured slightly to Xiaobai without a trace, and then walked to the first floor first, the latter was also smiling, without disturbing or laughing at Baguio and Xiaofan, and followed Liuying's pace to the first floor.

"Long time no see."

Baguio spoke first, compared to three years ago, she has quietly matured a lot, and she doesn't seem to have the original eccentric and playful temperament, but when it comes to change, compared to her, it should be said that Zhang Xiaofan is standing in front of him.

“…”

He was silent, hesitated for a moment, and then only nodded.

Yes, whether it's your position, your past, or your personality... Even if he cultivates, Zhang Xiaofan today is already like the ignorant and enduring little ghost three years ago.

Although at the last moment, because of the illusion created by Liuying's use of ink and water, Zhang Xiaofan did not immediately fall into the demon path and became the ghost who had no scruples, full of hatred and regret, but even so, now he has become this cold appearance... Maybe it's because he's hurt too deeply, so no matter when facing anyone, he is always used to wearing such a disguised veil for himself, and this expressionless face is the last legacy of pain.

Seeing this, Baguio's eyes quickly turned red...

"Xiaofan, you have suffered..."

"No, I'm fine now."

Suppressing the pain and despair, the boy still had a determined face

"Good."

…

"Are you saying that Xiao Fan still can't let go..."

"And rightfully so."

Flowing Shadow shook her head. He never had the luxury of expecting Zhang Xiaofan to be able to survive such a difficult time with just his own thinking when nothing happened. Back then, he couldn't let go of his hatred, and now, for Xiao Fan, who lost everything almost overnight, how could he ask him to do better than himself back then.

"That's... How do you solve this problem? ”

Xiaobai sighed, she almost subconsciously thought of something about Xiaoliu. It's the same heart knot, it's the same painful past, he doesn't want this little ghost who has been pinned on by Liuying to go on the same path as Xiaoliu, but all this, except for the person concerned, no one seems to be able to guarantee it. At this moment, she also seemed to feel the things that pressed on Liuying's shoulders, those evil fates that were destined to be cut off...

"I have a plan."

“…？”

Streaming Shadow closed his eyes silently.

"Just leave all this to Xiao Fan to decide... He'd been thinking long enough. ”

"You want to..."

"Ahh

Liuying nodded, and then took out the blood-colored little ding from his arms that had not appeared in front of everyone for a long time—on the small ding's body, a wound swept by a sharp claw was so conspicuous, and now, that wound seemed to come to life. Exhaling a creepy aura.

"I don't have time to dwell on it anymore."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Is he resurrected!?"

Such a big event, even Xiaobai can't help but be shaken by it!

"Probably... You can't go wrong. ”

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100,000 mountains, ancient caves to suppress demons.

After the resurrection of the beast demon, the scene of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave was very different from the previous appearance of black clouds and the howling of the yin wind, although the sky was still dark. But the black gas that gathered at the entrance of the cave had already dissipated, and the yin wind that blew out of the ancient cave all year round also disappeared without a trace.

In addition to the mountains that were still barren, only the stone statue woman standing at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave was still standing there rain or shine. And in front of it, dressed in bright silk clothes, was actually an extremely handsome young man, and it could even be said that he had a hint of charm.

On a fairer face than an ordinary woman, thin eyebrows and eyes, thin lips and pointed jaws, look closely. This face is faintly similar to the stone statue woman.

It's just that the temperament of the faces of the two people is completely different!

This young man is the beast demon who was resurrected from the ancient cave of demon suppression, no one could have imagined that the demon that frightened countless people in southern Xinjiang was such a handsome young man.

From the day of the resurrection, for some reason. He didn't do anything, he didn't kill on a large scale. There was no ecstasy, but he just stood silently in front of the stone statue of the delicate witch, staring in silence.

A dark shadow flashed, and the lich floated silently from a distance, behind the boy.

"Lord Beast God."

The boy's body remained motionless and his head did not look back. "How's it going?" ”

The lich stared at his back and said, "The Thirteen Demon Kings have subdued all the remaining barbarians in the 100,000 Great Mountains and obeyed the orders of the Beast God together. ”

The young man's body moved, slowly turned around, and said lightly: "How many clans are left?" ”

The lich said, "There are only thirty-seven now. In the past 100 years. The dragons in the 100,000 mountains were leaderless, and the barbarian tribes killed each other, and many tribes were destroyed. ”

The young man smiled coldly, and there was no disappointment on his face, but on the contrary, there was a sense of rebellion that emanated faintly from the depths of his heart, and his gaze was like lightning, and he turned around the black veiled face of the lich.

The lich suddenly felt as if his face had been burned by flames.

"Actually, it should be from the Thirty-Eight Clan," the young man said leisurely, "Isn't there still you, the last descendant of the Black Witch Clan!" ”

The lich bowed his head, silent.

The young man slowly turned his head, his eyes fell on the face of the stone statue of the Linglong Witch again, stared at it for a long time, and suddenly shouted, "Kuroki." ”

The lich's body shook, and the name seemed to him like a wound carved into his heart, and every time he called, he would be hurt once.

I only heard the young man staring at the Linglong stone statue, and suddenly there was a little more vicissitudes in his tone, and said: "After so many years, in front of Linglong, have you ever regretted it in your heart?" ”

The lich was silent for a long time before whispering, "Yes." ”

The young man didn't look back, a pair of eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said quietly: "In this world, except for your eldest brother who has become a fierce spirit, only you know the relationship between me and Linglong." Back then, a group of eight of you chased me through thousands of mountains and rivers, and now that I think about it, it seems like it was just yesterday. ”

The body under the black veil of the lich suddenly began to tremble slightly, as if he remembered the past vividly.

It's just that the young man didn't pay attention to the lich's reaction at all, and what he said was not so much to the lich as to the stone statue to whisper to himself, and in his eyes, there was only the stone statue of the delicate witch at the moment.

"You," his voice slowly revealed a bit of sadness, a bit of sadness, a bit of indignation, "what are you for?" ”

The statue was speechless and stood silent.

"In your heart, what worldly beings, what destiny creation, are all so important?" The young man's voice suddenly became a little excited. Slowly get bigger.

"If you think those are heavier than I am, so you want to get rid of me, right?" The expression on the young man's face appeared with a strange and bewitching cold smile, "But you know what, I don't care at all!" ”

"What bullshit providence. What are the beings in the world? His expression became more and more poignant, and the strange thing was that although the expression in his eyes was extremely terrifying, his appearance became more and more bewitching and beautiful, almost not like ordinary people.

"If you want me to die, just say one word, you know? You know what? He snarled sharply at the stone woman. Then, slowly, his voice fell,

"But why...... You think those things are more important than yourself, more important than your own life......"

Slowly, he reached out and gently stroked his face, which had been eroded by countless years of wind and frost, and gradually roughened. Brush through the deep memory, that once gentle face!

Icy cold feeling. Without a trace of warmth, it slowly came from the palm of his hand.

He opened his arms and hugged him gently, holding the stone statue in his arms, and the young man's expression gradually turned into a strange gentleness. The lich stood behind, silently watching the eerie scene.

"I know. It is the people of the world who have harmed you. The young man half-closed his eyes and whispered like a dream, "Don't worry, I will let everything come to your funeral." Then, I'll come back to you......"

"You're waiting for me......"

The low voice quietly fell and finally disappeared. The bewitching boy hugged the cold stone statue, the black-clad lich stood tall, the dark clouds in the sky thundered, and raindrops fell from the sky.

The rain fell in the wind, turning the world into a hazy one, and faintly, the lich looked at it in a daze, and the raindrops fell on the face of the stone woman, and slipped silently—

Like tears!

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He's shop, as usual, stands lonely beside the ancient road, welcoming passing travelers. Boss He, the owner of the small shop, naturally doesn't remember how many customers he greeted and sent away, and the people passing by naturally looked like anything.

In the distant seat, Zhou Yixian smiled and raised his hand.

Boss He hurriedly ran over and said with a smile: "Guest officer, do you want to eat something?" ”

Zhou Zhou Xian nodded and said, "Let's have more light wine and food, and by the way, I will give Benxian two dollars of wine" He looked back at the small ring that had grown a little bit around him, "By the way, go and wrap some candy." ”

Boss He couldn't help laughing and said, "Thank you, guest officer, four dollars of silver." ”

Zhou Zhou Xian muttered in his mouth, but still took out the silver from his arms.

Boss He was very happy, and hurriedly answered, turned around and went to get the wine.

But at this moment, outside the hotel, a young man with long flowing hair walked in slowly... His face is a little evil, giving people a certain bad feeling, so although he is still handsome, he can't help but make people stay away. And at this moment, he seems to be a little injured while holding his right arm, which makes people even more careless.

"This... Sir. ”

"Give me the best wine you've ever had, as much as you want."

"But the guest officer..."

"Don't you understand?"

Qin Wuyan shouted loudly, and at the same time, he took out a silver ingot from his arms and pressed it directly to the table. Listening to the sound of "click", the desktop that had been wiped clean was split in half.

"Yes! Be!! ”

Seeing this, how dare Xiao Er, who is just an ordinary person, ask for trouble?

The customers in the store also dispersed in a hurry, avoiding the young man who suddenly broke in, and the faster ones were already busy fleeing... It's a pity that Zhou Zhou Xian and Xiaohuan were originally sitting on the inside, even if they wanted to run, it was not so easy for a while, just when Zhou Zhou Xian wanted to take out the Tuxing talisman from his arms, outside the door, another person suddenly broke in.

"Ah, what's wrong with Gongzi Qin?"

Golden vase!

He followed Qin Wuyan all the way, followed him for nearly a thousand miles, and it was none other than the one who had been chasing here, it was the golden bottle that witnessed the resurrection of the beast god outside the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave with Qin Wuyan that day!

"It's so embarrassing, it's really a shame to be called a 'poisonous son'."

Unceremoniously, Jin Bei'er stepped over, and then sat down steadily opposite Qin Wuyan... At this time, even if Zhou Yixian wants to escape, he has to look at the situation on the scene... One is not good, and his actions will instead cause an overreaction on the other side - Hehuan Faction, Miao Gongzi Jin Zhu'er, Wan Poison Gate, and Poison Gongzi Qin Wuyan, these two sides are not easy people, especially today's meeting between the two is still full of such a smell of gunpowder!

Although it has long been rumored that after the Demon Gate became stronger, there was more and more internal discord, but now that even those small forces have not been completely eliminated, are they planning to start a war with each other now?

"What a pestering woman..." (To be continued......)