Chapter 18: The Demon Tribulation (1)

The not so small square instantly boiled, and countless people went crazy about it.

They couldn't help but be crazy, because, even if they wanted to break their heads, they couldn't understand why a little-known kid had broken through the shackles of the sixth layer like Nangong Xuan, and they couldn't understand why that damn kid hadn't been thrown out by the Heavenly Star Tower.

Of course, for some people, the more important question is why, Ming Ming Jiang Chu has already stepped into the seventh layer, but Chu Shishi is still on the sixth layer, neither going up together, nor being eliminated.

In addition to the strange old man, I am afraid that only Nangong Xuan and the ugly slave have already known about this.

Only if you have personally experienced the mirror challenge will you understand that from the sixth layer onwards, the number of people is meaningless, because you have to rely entirely on yourself to complete all the challenges.

Seeing that the point of light representing Jiang Chu really gained a firm foothold in the seventh layer, Nangong Xuan's eyes couldn't help but show a little surprise, even though she had overestimated Jiang Chu very much, she didn't expect that the young man who had even shattered his natal star in the past would be able to bloom with such a dazzling light now.

With such an achievement, it can almost be expected that when Jiang Chu comes out of the Heavenly Star Tower, he will be treated with such a warm reception, even the noble royal family will not dare to despise such a figure.

It turns out that unconsciously, has that teenager grown to this point?

Nangong Xuan didn't speak, but there was a rare softness in his cold gaze.

After a while, the embarrassed Seven Princes were also thrown out of the Heavenly Star Tower, although he had tried his best, but he still couldn't defeat the mirror image, the strength of the late stage of the fusion star seems to be strong, but in essence, the foundation is not so solid, especially when facing the mirror image, all kinds of weaknesses and defects will instantly leak out, becoming a fatal flaw.

Although he failed to break the record and break into the seventh layer, for the Seven Princes, such a result was already acceptable.

However, he really couldn't tolerate the news of Nangong Xuan's breakthrough, and he couldn't tolerate a wild boy from the countryside who actually broke into the seventh layer, and he hadn't been expelled yet.

His face was as gloomy as water, and there was a faint murderous intent in the eyes of the Seventh Prince, but he quickly covered it up again, and also looked at the point of light that represented Jiang Chu.

So far, there are only two points of light left in the Heavenly Star Tower, one is Jiang Chu, and the other is Chu Shishi, who is still stuck in the sixth layer.

Of course, in addition, no one will forget Huang Yan and Bi Jialiang who were thrown into the Tianxing Tower by the strange old man himself, but without a token, everyone could not judge the location of the two of them, although they were very puzzled, but no one dared to ask the strange old man with a strange yin and yang spirit.

In fact, Huang Yan and Bi Jialiang are also struggling on the sixth layer now, but as the strange old man who threw them in with his own hands, he no longer paid half of his attention to them.

Jiang Chu's victory in the face of the perfect mirror image had already caused a monstrous wave in the strange old man's heart!

Knowing the sword heart, the easy change of moves at the moment when life and death are finally decided seems simple, but it is definitely a shock that turns decay into magic, and it is impossible to do it if you are not a master who is really immersed in it! If Jiang Chu is in the Shattered Star Realm, it will be fine, but just in the Melting Star Realm, he can have such a terrifying understanding of the way of the sword, what kind of concept is that.

Demon, now it seems that only this word can slightly describe Jiang Chu's perversion

Of course, Jiang Chu, who was called a demon by the strange old man, was now on the verge of collapse, his face was hideous, his face was red with pain, and the fingers of his hands were tightly buckled into his arms, dripping with blood.

The seventh layer was very quiet, there was not the slightest abnormality, there was no danger at all, and there was even a strong star power constantly pouring in to repair the injuries in Jiang Chu's body.

However, it is this silence that confirms the danger here more and more.

No matter how powerful the tangible attack is, it can be seen and judged after all, even if it is a perfect mirror image, what you have to defeat is only your own strength, but at this moment, in the seventh layer, what Jiang Chu has to face is the heart!

Or to put it another way to put it more clearly, that is the demons of the heart!

Many people subconsciously think that as long as they are strong-willed, the impact of the demons will be very low, or even have no effect, but in fact, such speculation is simply wrong.

What does a strong will come from?

It definitely doesn't appear out of thin air, it's a manifestation of persistence, an extreme desire for something or something, and this persistence and desire can prompt people to improve their strength frantically in ordinary times, as if they are tireless. However, when the demons come, if such a strong-willed person has to endure more terrible pressure and danger.

To use an analogy, the source of your belief that you have a deep hatred in the sea of blood, and then you cultivate desperately and are not moved by external objects in the slightest, is revenge!

But when the demons come, it is this kind of hatred of the rich that will make you fall deeper and deeper, and you can't extricate yourself at all, when you see your enemy standing in front of you, repeating the bloody scene at the beginning, even if you know that all this is fake, how many people can resist not making a move? But when you make a killing, when you are immersed in the joy of revenge, you will go further and further in the demons, and finally be completely eroded in your mind and become a walking corpse.

So, what is Jiang Chu's inner demon?

From the perspective of a bystander, you will never be able to understand the demons experienced by others, let alone speculate on the possible surnames of successful surviving.

Compared with other tests, this is the most difficult and painful test that cannot be faked.

Whether it was the elder of the Heavenly Star Sect or the strange old man, they all fell silent at this moment, just like before, Jiang Chu's every choice was to break the kettle, leaving no room for anything, falling into the heart demon tribulation, even if they wanted to help, there was no way at all, let alone let this test stop.

Under such circumstances, for Jiang Chu, he can only win, not lose! Defeat is death!

Immersed in the heart demons, the consciousness will be completely destroyed, and they will become walking corpses that have completely fallen into the control of the heart demons, if they really reach that step, not only will they not be able to save Jiang Chu, but they will kill Jiang Chu, or seal it forever in the Heavenly Star Tower.

Obviously, this is definitely not a good idea, whether it is for them or for Jiang Chu

Scarlet Mandala!

Jiang Chu's face was full of blood-colored death mandala flowers, just like when he was young and when his family was destroyed.

The heavy smell of blood and frightened screams deeply pierced Jiang Chu's heart again and again, and he was sad to the bone, and he didn't have any friends by his side, only a cold sword.

The sword intent was boiling, standing in front of the blood-colored death mandala, Jiang Chu's eyes were red, but he never took this step.

Although, now, with his sword intent, he was enough to tear through the death mandala and rush into that blood.

Jiang Chu's heart was cold, because, after so many years of life and death crisis, he knew better than anyone that everything had already passed, and no matter what kind of strength he had, it was impossible to change what had happened.

He was angry, bitter, hateful, but still knew exactly what he was supposed to do.

The ground under his feet also seemed to be stained with a layer of blood, and there was the blood of every member of the family, including the parents who loved him the most.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth, Jiang Chu's body trembled slightly, but the hand holding the sword still did not move at all, as if the pair of white hands no longer belonged to him, and he could not move.

Jiang Chu didn't know that he had fallen into the heart demon tribulation now, and he didn't even realize what was going on with all this, or what happened to him, he just stood quietly in place, watching the blood get thicker and thicker, and the fire burned more and more.

In an instant, Jiang Chu seemed to be back to that bloodstained night.

The middle-aged man held his body and galloped in the icy biting cold wind, the middle-aged man who had already broken off one arm turned pale, and blood kept pouring out of the wound, staining his clothes red and Jiang Chu's face.

"Chu'er, run, run with all your strength, never look back!"

Fell to the ground, his pale face had lost the last trace of blood, the middle-aged man yelled at Jiang Chu frantically, mixed with the roar of the wind, so that Jiang Chu ran into the distance lifelessly, the wind was whistling in his ears, but Jiang Chu couldn't hear a little sound, his legs were obviously numb, but he still ran desperately until he exhausted his last strength and fainted to the ground.

From beginning to end, the middle-aged man never said the enemy's surname, let alone let Jiang Chu take revenge, the only thing he shouted was to run!

"Master, why didn't you tell me who the enemy really is?"

Jiang Chu's thin body trembled in the cold wind, and tears poured out in large drops, but he always remembered the last words of middle age, ran as hard as he could, until he fainted from exhaustion, and then continued to run when he was sober.

For a boy who was only twelve years old, this was a terrible loneliness and torture that outsiders could not imagine.

"Roar!"

In the roar of the wind, time and space changed, and Jiang Chu's face once again bloomed with a gorgeous blood-colored death mandala, and the piercing cries and desperate screams in the mansion were heard in his ears.

"Kill!"

His eyes were occupied by blood, and Jiang Chu, who had been standing in place, kept echoing this murderous roar in his mind, his body trembled wildly, but the hand holding the sword was piercing cold.

"I will take revenge, but, revenge will not be the whole of my life!"

The middle-aged figure appeared in his mind again, Jiang Chu spoke silently, and the hand holding the sword became more and more cold, if he didn't understand it at first, then in the following years, he had already understood that the middle-aged refusal to tell the name and origin of the enemy was not because the other party was so strong that people didn't dare to give birth to half the idea of revenge! No, the middle-aged man didn't hate those people in his heart, but because, from beginning to end, he never thought of letting Jiang Chu bear this pressure, and he didn't want a teenager who was only twelve years old to live in hatred forever.

(To be continued)