Ye Cheng quietly looked at the two ghost creatures in front of him, with a cold expression on his face

"Such a ruthless person, the slave family hasn't seen it for a long time" The thousand-eyed demon girl had a charming face, but the hundreds of eyes kept opening and closing

"Such a ruthless method, you are a natural demon, come on, come and join us, you will become the most powerful demon" The handsome face of the human-faced scorpion twisted, and the black tail hook swayed slightly, leaving a series of pitch-black scratches in the air.

"Is the nonsense over" Ye Cheng's voice was calm, just staring at the two ghosts in front of him

"When you're done, let's die"

Boom, a huge fire burst out, and flames several feet long rose up, scorching waves of fire scorching the air around them.

"Toast and don't eat and drink, then go and die"

Two cold shouts sounded, and the Thousand-Eyed Demon Maiden and the Human-Faced Scorpion besieged one left and one right.

On the forehead of the "Thousand Eyes" Thousand-Eyed Demon Maiden, a terrifying aura condensed, and a huge gray beam of light blasted towards Ye Cheng from the left.

The huge human face of the "Thousand Stingers" crawled quickly, the black light on the dark tail hook swam, and a huge hook-shaped phantom appeared, stabbing towards Ye Cheng's chest.

Ye Cheng's expression was calm, and with a wave of his hands, three clusters of fiery red aura suddenly appeared in front of him, and the fist-sized fiery red light cluster exuded terrifying heat, and even the air was slightly distorted.

"Xuanyang, Flame Spirit Bead"

Ye Cheng's palms slammed together, and the three balls of fiery red light seemed to be squeezed vigorously, and in the sneer, they continued to blend and twist together.

In the next moment, three flames disappeared, and a dark red bead the size of an egg was suspended in front of Ye Cheng's body, the bead was crystal clear, and there was a rumbling sound in the bead like surging magma.

Ye Cheng pushed with both hands, and the flame spirit beads shot out, leaving a dark red channel in the air, as if the space had been burned.

The next moment, a terrifying wave of qi suddenly erupted

The flame spirit bead, the thousand-light beam and the tail hook of the black giant scorpion collided fiercely.

Sneer, like the sound of fire melting ice.

The three rays of red, gray, and black are constantly eroding and entangled

The next moment

Bang

A violent cloud of fire swept through the courtyard like a storm, and the yard was filled with sand and gravel, and the earth was ploughed off a layer of land, and the trees were uprooted, and in a roar they were swept into the cloud of fire, and in a moment they were ignited into a huge torch.

"Poof"

The Thousand-Eyed Demon Maiden flew upside down from the red clouds, and the fight just now, it was obvious that Ye Cheng had the upper score, and at this time, the huge force of the shock struck, and the Thousand-Eyed Demon Maiden was immediately seriously injured.

A look of horror flashed in the Thousand-Eyed Demon's eyes, but before he could hit the ground, a white figure appeared in front of him.

"Snort"

A giant hand covered in flames suddenly pulled out of her chest, and the Thousand-Eyed Enchantress had a look of disbelief on her face.

With the combination of the two, even the Tianyuan level can fight, but in Ye Cheng's hands, he can't even hold up for a round.

"In my world, you still want to use my power against me, stupid"

Ye Cheng lightly withdrew his palm, and the hundreds of eyeballs on the thousand-eyed demon girl shed blood and tears, and then exploded into black fragments with a bang.

The terrifying waves of fire were still surging and swept across the entire courtyard, and at this time this place was already a sea of fire, the thousand-eyed demon girl died, and this space was no longer stable, faintly distorted.

Ye Cheng dodged and came to the human-faced scorpion again.

At this time, the human-faced scorpion was no longer as calm as before, and seeing Ye Cheng coming, the black scorpion tail waved wildly, laying a huge net of black light in front of him.

But the next moment

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The fiery red palm poked out from the black net, and with the raging flames, it was directly inserted into the scorpion's face, and with a stirring of his hands, in the red light, the human-faced scorpion was directly exploded into pieces.

Whew

The wind roared all around, and as the human-faced scorpion died, the space began to crumble continuously.

First the houses in the distance, then the courtyard, and he stood in the courtyard and watched the space crumble into pieces.

He already vaguely understood his demons.

If the hundreds of cavalry are the guilt in Ye Cheng's heart, then these two ghosts are his fear when facing ghosts, although with the increase of strength, this fear is gradually suppressed, but the fear of ghosts has long been buried in his heart from the moment he came into contact with ghosts.

"Next, it should be there," Ye Cheng sighed softly

He already had a vague idea of what the next scene would bring.

"Okay, let's make a break"

He stepped out of the space and shattered.

Silver moonlight shines.

In a dilapidated mansion, a loquat tree more than ten meters high is rooted in the center of the courtyard.

On the tall pipa tree, it was withered and yellow at this time, and when the breeze blew, countless dry fallen leaves fell one after another, and before they could land, those dead leaves turned into powder.

The night sky was pitch black, the branches of the loquat trees crisscrossed the trees, and the moonlight was cut, leaving a sparse silver glow on the ground.

A faint cyan light appeared on the trunk of the tree, and a woman wearing a cyan gauze skirt with a delicate and gentle face appeared in the blue light.

The black-robed old man leaned against the pipa tree, his withered hands gently caressing the branches, and his face was close to the woman in the blue light.

Ye Cheng watched this scene quietly, and the old man suddenly turned his head

His face was wrinkled, and two bloody tears flowed from his hollow eyes.

"I've been preparing for sixty years, the years of Yijiazi, I just want to be with Qingniang, why are you stopping me, why"

Two bloody tears crossed her face and dripped to the ground, and the eyes of the woman in the blue light never left the old man in black robe for a moment, and her eyes were infinitely gentle, as if there was only the old man in black in this world.

Ye Cheng was silent, why was this voice heavier than everything before, he didn't know how to answer.

If the things of the world are just to have an answer, it is very simple.

He can say that the old man killed tens of thousands of people in order to save his wife, and he was doing the right thing for heaven, and he can say that he was cruel and degenerated into a demon, and he was killing demons.

These answers were all majestic and bright, standing at the highest moral point, but his heart did not agree with them.

If he really thinks that this is his reason for making a move, then he killed hundreds of cavalry, is he a heinous sin, and he should be replaced by someone to do the right thing for heaven and apologize for his crime with death.

This is his inner demon, he can fool anyone, but he can't fool himself.

The faint moonlight sprinkled, Ye Cheng was silent for a long time, and he suddenly thought that if Ling'er had such an accident, and it happened that he happened to know such a method, what would he do.

Let Ling'er die, or bear the sins of his body.

For a long time, a gentle smile flashed on Ye Cheng's face.

What else will you do, what else can you do, isn't everything in front of you, what are the good choices?

There was no further hesitation in his eyes, and a wine jug suddenly appeared in his hand

"Seniors, if it weren't for life and death, you and I might be able to become New Year's friends"

He took a sip

"But you have your persistence, I have my obsession, if you are a fellow believer, I have a thousand glasses of wine, if it is a different way, you can only fight for your life, fight, success or defeat, at least you are worthy of your heart"

He threw his head back again and gulped down, the liquor sliding down the corners of his mouth, and laughed

"This cup, respect for your predecessors, respect for your sins, no regrets, respect for your heinous sins, unswerving to death, Ye Cheng, taught"

He poured the wine in his hand on the ground, and the clear liquor shimmered in the moonlight, and the aroma of wine filled the courtyard.

The old man in black had a blank face, and the two blood tears on his face seemed to have dried up, he looked at Ye Cheng quietly, and the woman in the painting was still looking at the old man in black with infinite tenderness, as if the other party was the whole world and the whole world.

The pot was empty, and Ye Cheng threw the silver wine pot violently.

A long fiery red knife appeared in his hand, and layers of flames spread out on it, and he said solemnly to the old man

"Senior, madam, please go all the way, Ye Cheng is worthy of you"

The huge crimson sword shone through the heavens and the earth, and the red torrent slashed towards the pipa tree in front of him, and the giant tree quickly burned and withered in the flames.

In the red torrent, the black-robed old man suddenly got up and took the hand of the woman in the blue light, they snuggled together, and there was endless tenderness in each other's eyes.

Boom, the fiery red light swept by, and the two snuggled up like this, disappearing into the red torrent little by little.

Ye Cheng held the long knife in his hand, looking at the red flames sweeping around, he was silent for a long time, and then bent down respectfully, and bowed very solemnly.

Under the light of the fire, Ye Cheng's face was uncertain, and he turned around suddenly, without the slightest hesitation. Step by step towards the void.

And behind him, whether it was the ruined courtyard of the mansion or the raging flames, they suddenly collapsed into fragments of nothingness.

In the dark quiet room, Ye Cheng's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

He found himself still lying in the ashram, the silver rune pen in his hand had just been dipped in rune ink, and the ground was smeared red.

He tossed the talisman aside, and it slammed on the table with a soft thud.

The quiet room was dark, and the oil lamps had all gone out at some point.

"Whether it's a demon or a demon, I just want to have a clear conscience"

He walked to the black iron door of the ashram, and there were already a few gray hairs in his long black hair.

"And I, with a clear conscience"

The black iron door opened suddenly, and he strode out, leaving only a dark quiet room behind him.