A year ago, the half-demon emperor fell into the death situation laid by Xuan Ting. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Extinguishing the demons and evils, Huang Xingyuan, who conformed to the will of heaven, was able to ring the emperor bell and take that crucial step on the road to becoming an emperor.

Now, another emperor bell suddenly rang, resounding throughout China and shocking the world.

The monks of the world are all shocked, who will it be this time?!

A tired smile appeared at the corner of Xuanyuan Cheng's mouth, looking at Xue Lei, who had finally become a satin soul.

Now that Xuanyuan City has completely awakened the real Xue Lei, the strength of the heart demon karma left in his heart makes him feel a little surprised, and now Xue Lei can slash the heart of the demon path so quickly is really beyond his expectations.

It's just that I don't know what I remembered, and a slight self-deprecating smile appeared on Xuanyuan Cheng's face.

The wind and clouds are reversed, and the sky and the earth are dark.

Xue Lei has no trace of white bones on his body at this moment, and it looks plain, but after a closer look, he found that his eyebrows have undergone earth-shaking changes from the past, the lead is washed away, the emperor elephant is like, a dark red dark bone mark marks the center of the eyebrows, the pupils are crimson, when he holds the palm of his hand, the void can't bear his imperial power and collapses, he looks at Xuanyuan City calmly, and said in a mellow voice: "Master." ”

Feeling the powerful aura on Xue Lei's body that was gradually burning like a bonfire, Xuanyuan City was silent for a moment, until this breath couldn't help but rush straight into the sky, and then said slowly: "Right now, I have handed over all the inheritance to you, and these things I left you are enough for you to ring the emperor bell four times, but whether you can ring it four times or even more depends on your own creation." ”

Xue Lei was not surprised or pleased, he still looked at Xuanyuan City, and he could see that there was something behind Xuanyuan City.

Xuanyuan Cheng finally sensed the pressure of the emperor from Xue Lei's body, and said with a somewhat complicated gaze: "There is a news that I didn't tell you before, for fear that you will trigger the demon when you cross the satin soul tribulation." ”

Xue Lei looked at him.

Xuanyuan Cheng said: "Ling Xue is dead. ”

There was a spring thunder in the flat ground.

Xue Lei frowned, slowly stood up, as if a demon venerable had finally woken up, and asked, "She...... How did you die?"

Xuanyuan Cheng said: "Died on the shore of three thousand weak waters, the qi was dissipated, and the vitality was completely cut off, I can feel that her Emperor Demon Twin Stars have completely fallen, as for how she died, I don't know very well, you can ask in person." ”

Xue Lei slowly closed his eyes, opened his eyes for a while and said, "I will definitely go." ”

Xuanyuan Cheng said: "If you want to take revenge, you can only slowly figure it out." ”

Xue Lei nodded and said, "I understand." ”

"One more thing. Xuanyuan City said suddenly.

Xue Lei looked at him in surprise.

Xuanyuan City said, "About your background, and why I am doing my best to help you. ”

......

Poof!

Xiang Feiying was swept out and fell heavily to the ground.

He reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up again, and looked at Rahu not far away.

At this time, Rahu had already cut off the demons in his heart and achieved the royal road of satin soul.

Dressed in green clothes, he shaved all his beard clean, and on the surface, he seemed to be more than ten years younger.

"That's it for now. Seeing that it was not early, Luo Hu released the cultivation that had been suppressed to the Juyuan Realm and said to Xiang Feiying.

"No, Master, I'm going to continue. ”

Xiang Feiying's tired eyes were full of sharpness, he clenched the knife tightly, and said seriously: "She can't die in vain like this. ”

"Enough is enough. Rahu ignored him, took the knife and was about to leave.

Xiang Feiying's eyes froze, and he suddenly spoke: "Feng Yuanjie, Jing Xingye, Muque, Chen Zuiliu...... Huo Xueming, Han Fang, Gao Congshuang ......"

Luo Hu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"These are the fifty-four who participated in the battle of the three thousand weak waterfronts that I heard about in this year, and the sixteen of the puppet kings who survived. ”

"So what?"

"I am self-aware, the true kings are all heroes, and I may not be able to catch up for the rest of my life, I know this very well. But these hypocrites, I will have to slash them, and there will be no one left. ”

Luo Hu looked at him deeply, slowly pulled out the knife again, and said, "Since this is the case, then let's continue." ”

Xiang Feiying flashed suddenly.

The moment the two knives clashed, the emperor bell rang.

The sea of clouds in the direction of the sky and the black desert is upside down, and the thunder is overwhelming.

......

Ke Yimeng raised her hand and gently rubbed the mountain gate that was about to enter the retreat, and couldn't help but think of the person who thought about it day and night, she didn't know what kind of emotions she had for that person, but she knew that since that person died, the most important place in her heart has been empty since then, and no one can be more important than that person.

A year is not a long time, but it is not a short time.

Qingmei said that she seemed to be a completely different person. The gaze is no longer so gentle, but much sharper, and when dealing with the affairs of the sect, the means have become tougher than before, and at the same time, because of this year's bloody grinding, out of the pile of countless dead people, the smile is no longer so kind, but a little more cold and solemn.

These changes are due. She didn't deserve to die in vain.

"This time I gathered the ninety-nine soul veins, I can always make those people in the sect shut up. Ke Yimeng said to himself. In order to condense these ninety-nine soul veins, she endured countless pains, and every time the blood slid down her fingertips, she would think of the peerless people who had beheaded three hundred and forty-six princes by the three thousand weak waters, and then gritted her teeth and persevered.

No matter what others say, this position of the sect master of the Qin Sect, she will never give it up easily.

This was left to her by Ling Xue.

She wants to be stronger, so that she can feel at ease.

In the first spring after Ling Xue's death, Ke Yimeng stood at the gate of the mountain, dressed in white with a long bow, alone.

Just when the Shenzhou Emperor Bell rang a million miles of heaven and earth.

With a bang, the door was pushed in.

......

Zhao Wou-Ki did not continue to stay in the Deserted Guqin Sect, but traveled the rivers and lakes with Lao Dao.

It's just that he has now completely become a drunkard who has no alcohol and no joy, and after practicing every day, he will use wine to drown his sorrows, and he can't help but think of that Yiren, and occasionally remember the sound of the mandarin duck knife.

It doesn't matter if he is a real mandarin duck or a fake mandarin duck rumored in the rivers and lakes, he was still a real two person at that time, but now, he is the only one left, and he can only remember her voice and smile with his own imagination.

Sometimes, he still can't help but scold: "His mother didn't leave me a little thought, I was so good at the beginning that I stole a hairpin, but now it's good, the only hair is gone, and I can't fucking do it if I want to see things and think about people!"

Lao Dao still looked sloppy, walked aside, kicked the drunk Zao Wou-Ki angrily, and said: "It's good to be drunk, the past is empty." Just give me a place to cultivate. ”

Zhao Wuji came to his senses a little, smiled, looked at Lao Dao with drunken eyes, and said, "Old man, you said that if you steal the way of stealing heaven to the extreme, can you steal her soul back from under the thief God?"

Lao Dao thought for a while, nodded and said, "Naturally." ”

Zao Wou-Ki was a little unconvinced, he guessed that this was just his cheap master's words to comfort him, and when he was about to send the wine bottle in his hand to his mouth, he found that the sloppy old man suddenly looked to the west with a solemn face.

The sound of the flood bell passed through tens of thousands of miles and rang directly in the ears of the monks of Shenzhou.

Zao Wou-Ki slammed and put down the wine.

He stared at Lao Dao tightly, his eyes were unprecedentedly clear, and he said slowly: "I want to become an emperor." ”

Lao Dao glanced back at him, and then glared at him: "Emperor Cheng can shout slogans that can be shouted?

......

Three thousand weak water asked Huangquan, it is just a legend, as for what is under the weak water, no one knows.

The weak water obscured all the heavenly opportunities, and even the bell that rang through the nine heavens and ten earths of Shenzhou still couldn't make the slightest ripple in this ocean.

In the depths of the infinite darkness of the Mirror Sea, the original peerless flesh has been completely destroyed, and even the flesh and bones have been completely melted away by the weak water, but the soul is still there, wrapped in a strange yin wind, which seems to be the only bright color in this dark and cold world. (To be continued.) )