On the platform of the Guanyin Pavilion, the young man covered in blood looked back at the dead city in the heavy rain, and his heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

The temple tower in front of him is two stories high.

The roof is steep, the bucket arch is like broken bones, gloomy and dazzling, and there is not a word on the plaque.

He pushed the attic door, but luckily it didn't bolt.

Leaning against the door, the sound of the torrential rain in his ears was lowered, he opened his mouth wide, kept inhaling cold air, and his body was grabbed by countless sharp pains, trembling.

His name is Lin Shouxi, fifteen years old, and he is the descendant of the Demon Gate.

Today is the day of the fall of the Demon Gate.

Over the years, the Demon Gate had only one breath left, and after accumulating enough strength, the Dao Gate finally set off the final siege.

The brothers and sisters have all been captured, and he is the only one who has escaped.

From the Black Cliff to the forbidden place of this dead city, he has been hunted down for a whole day, already wounded.

He was hunted down by a girl his age, and the only person in the world who had the ability to kill him.

She is a descendant of Taoism, named Mu Shijing.

"Mu Shijing ......"

He read the name slowly.

According to the elders, he and Mu Shijing were both babies born in the dead city fifteen years ago, and were the only two survivors in the city after the disaster.

It seems that they have been blessed by gods and Buddhas, and after the catastrophe, they have talents and bones that ordinary people can't imagine.

There is a 'cloud top list' on the rivers and lakes, responsible for ranking the world's masters, since the age of ten, he and Mu Shijing have firmly occupied the top two.

He glances at that list every year, sometimes he is above Mu Shijing, sometimes he is above Mu Shijing, as for the people behind...... He only vaguely remembered that the third place was a surname Ji, and the next one didn't even remember the surname.

It's a pity that this pair of immortal talents is not a fairy couple, since they have obtained from the two sects of the Demon Dao, the decisive battle between you and me is a fateful thing.

Lin Shouxi closed his eyes, his sticky palm clenched the sword, and the tip of the sword hung to the ground.

He has always felt that he is an inspiration-type killer, if he happens to be able to stab an earth-shattering sword, then Mu Shijing may be killed by a sword even if he is a thousand laws.

The wind and rain poured into the mullioned windows, howling non-stop.

At one point, he opened his eyes suddenly.

Here she comes!

……

Mu Shijing stood on top of the owl's tail, and the silk silk of the Taoist skirt fluttered in the wind.

The blade of the sword resembles her quiet eyes, accompanying her to look at the wind and rain in the city.

This dead city was her birthplace, but if it weren't for the order of her master, she wouldn't want to come back.

This is a forbidden place known to the world, precipitating an inexhaustible corrupt aura, and ordinary people will be immediately corroded when they step in, even if she puts on snow-white anti-evil ice silk stockings today, she still has a faint discomfort when she touches the ground.

The city was famous among the monks, but when she actually arrived today, she realized that it was even more strange than she had imagined.

The gates of the Dead City had been sealed by the imperial court for fifteen years, and were firmly locked by several large bolts and chains, and no one was allowed to enter. But today, when Lin Shouxi fled here, the door was strangely open, and the iron cables and wooden bolts were broken and fell to the ground.

Before entering the city, it was a cloudless and sunny day, but as soon as she stepped into the city, the sky was dark and raining downpour.

Inside and outside the city are two completely different worlds!

She chased Lin Shouxi along the street, broke the doors of many old houses, and in the house covered with spider silk dust, it was another strange scene.

In the world, many families will put some statues of the Venerable One to ward off disasters and pray for blessings, and the residents of this dead city are no exception, but the statues they worship are neither gods nor Buddhas...... The statues were twisted and eerie, most of them had octopus-like heads, scaly bodies, and even the carved stones had the texture of stinging skin.

Is there really such a demon in the world?

Mu Shijing has been cultivating since she was a child, worshiping the gods, and her Taoist heart should be quiet and flawless, but since she entered the city, she always felt that there was a voice whispering in her heart, as if she wanted to tell some terrible secret.

The girl froze and stared into the distance, she could catch a very faint red line from the rain, and the other end of the red line was where Lin Shouxi was.

The red line is her perception.

Lin Shouxi's physique is unparalleled in the world, and her perception is the best in the world.

She looked at the gloomy Guanyin Pavilion at the end of the red line, and jumped lightly into the torrential rain.

The fifteen-year-old girl cut through the rain curtain and swept along the white street.

She stopped in front of the two-story Guanyin Pavilion.

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The torrential rain was falling without any slant effect.

When Mu Shijing arrived outside the door, Lin Shouxi noticed it.

This opponent who has only seen in his life is only a door away from him!

"Guanyin Bodhisattva blesses." The demon gate did not believe in God, but he still recited it silently.

In the Guanyin Pavilion, the statue of the thousand-armed Guanyin stood behind him, and the upper end reached the caisson canopy, he held the sword tightly under such a huge shadow, the meridians of his forehead jumped wildly, and the intense pain kept tearing at his body, but it did not make his hand holding the sword tremble.

The sword in his hand has also been with him for many years, and at this moment, it seems to be able to sense the mind of its master, and its edge is dark, like a wolf lurking in the dark.

Heavy rain, heartbeat, breathing, sword intent, murderous ......

The cacophony of rain interfered with his perception.

The thunder and lightning cracked the air, and the mullioned windows were illuminated white!

Almost at the same time, the Demon Gate's strongest sword technique, the 'White Pupil and Black Phoenix Sword Sutra', mobilized at this moment, and instantly broke through to the eighth level, Lin Shouxi's true qi was agitated, and he split the wooden door like lightning and slashed into the wind and rain outside the house.

The arc of the sword was cold.

The wooden door was destroyed in an instant, and the rain was crushed into mist by the sword qi, and merged into a water curtain and rolled up to the sky.

In the vast white water, the sound of sword clashing sounded.

Lin Shouxi hit!

He struck a sword, a lone sword that hung in the air.

The sword was slashed away in an instant, and it slammed diagonally into the ground, trembling incessantly.

This is Mu Shijing's sword, but the owner of the sword is nowhere to be found!

"Not good!" His pupils narrowed, and he realized something was wrong.

The lightning had already flashed, and the deafening thunder had only arrived at this time, and an even more piercing sound sounded under the cover of the thunder.

It was the sound of a roof being chiseled.

Mu Shijing hung her saber outside, confusing him with sword intent, but she herself jumped onto the roof of the building at some point.

She smashed through the house with her true anger, and fell down from the middle of the tall building like an eagle falcon, and the weapons in her hands were two pieces of green tiles.

The green tiles broke through the air, and shot at Lin Shouxi like a sharp blade.

Lin Shouxi was tricked, and a sword slammed into the air, he turned around and swung his sword a little weakly, but he still intercepted these two flying tiles.

The tiles shattered into powder, and he also snorted miserably, and was almost shaken out of the Guanyin Pavilion.

Mu Shijing fell lightly, his toes touched the ground, and the true qi of the Dao Gate condensed in the palm of his hand, and it burst out instantly.

Lin Shouxi wanted to swing his sword, but the tiger's mouth was torn and he couldn't hold it, so he had to stretch out his left hand and return the palm with a hard head.

The two palms struck, and the true qi exploded violently, and the sound was as fierce as thunder.

Lin Shouxi took a few steps back, stretched out his feet, and stabilized his figure. He knew that he would be defeated, but his heart was as calm as a lake, and when the girl approached again, he held the sword in his left hand, forgot all swordsmanship, and stabbed out only by intuition.

Mu Shijing's expression was awe-inspiring, this dying sword seemed simple, but the killing intent was suffocating!

It's a pity that it's left-handed.

Mu Shijing could have chosen to avoid the edge for the time being, but she didn't, she is the first in the world today, and she has her pride. She bit her red lip, leaned forward against the killing intent, and pointed out with the Daomen's peerless 'Divine Finger'.

Swords and fingers staggered.

Lightning and thunder roared, and the cut green silk danced wildly in the wind and rain.

Lin Shouxi's sword stopped on her cheek, and it was almost a millimeter, but Mu Shijing's fingers were firmly on his chest!

In a matter of moments, the winner has been decided.

The boy flew upside down and slammed into the rain-soaked platform.

His entire right arm was shattered and burned red, and the rain that fell touched his arm and turned into wisps of white steam.

Mu Shijing closed his fingers and walked out of the Guanyin Pavilion with his hands in his hands.

The collision of Fang Cai's true qi was too intense, and the eaves pillars, which had been in disrepair for a long time, were shattered by the shock, and finally overwhelmed and collapsed.

Mu Shijing turned a deaf ear to the destruction of Guanyin Pavilion, she just stared at Lin Shouxi who fell in the rain.

To her surprise, the same age of this demon gate still had the strength to sit up.

But that's about it.

"Why are you enchanted?" Mu Shijing asked as usual.

"I was picked up by the master since I was a child, and the master treats me like a relative, can I still join the enemy?" Lin Shouxi felt that she was stupid to ask.

"Now that your master is dead, if you are willing to surrender, I can invite you to go to Guanzhong to worship the gods, if the gods forgive your sins, and you are willing to change your evil and return to the right, the Daomen will let you go."

Mu Shijing's words were soft, as if out of pity for the only kind.

"I want to live, but I don't want you to give alms." Lin Shouxi laughed miserably, "What's more, my Demon Gate never respects your gods. ”

"Then ......" Mu Shijing shook his head lightly, and the emotion in his eyes became lighter and lighter: "Do you have any last wishes?" ”

Lin Shouxi sat in the thick pool of blood, the cold was drilling into his bones like a worm, he couldn't stop shivering, and his thin face was washed white by the torrential rain.

The pair of elegant white boots appeared in the blurred vision, and Mu Shijing approached.

"Do you have any regrets?" Lin Shouxi asked her rhetorically.

"Huh?" Mu Shijing frowned lightly.

"Killing me like this, can you prove your Dao heart?" Lin Shouxi's voice was weak, he wanted to raise his head, but he couldn't exert his strength, so he could only look down at the ground.

Mu Shijing knew what he was talking about.

They are old enemies, and there should be a fateful battle.

But this decisive battle was not fair - before Mu Shijing pursued him, he had been besieged by the elders of the Daomen and was seriously injured.

"Shimen doesn't want me to take risks, and Shijing doesn't dare to risk the future of Shimen, I'll ......" Mu Shijing pursed his lips and said softly: "This battle can't prove my Dao heart, but it can prove my Dao Sect's orthodoxy." ”

"Daomen orthodoxy?" Lin Shouxi sneered, endured the severe pain and said a series of words: "They want to use me to break your Dao heart!" You are too strong, after I die, the Demon Gate will be completely destroyed, and the Dao Gate will be invincible in the world, and you will be regarded as a threat when the time comes...... You're not going to end well! ”

Mu Shijing did not refute, she looked at the dying young man and said: "I grew up in Taoism since I was a child, and my master taught me to raise me. In addition, my Daomen has been 300 years old, and they have taken it as their mission to eliminate demons and defend the Dao, I am the successor of this generation, and the Dao fire has reached my body, and I should protect it from extinguishing. ”

"Are you convincing yourself?" Lin Shouxi sneered.

Mu Shijing was silent.

She stood on her fingers.

A pure sword light stared at his fingertips.

Lin Shouxi couldn't make any resistance, he tried his best to raise his head, as if he wanted to remember Mu Shijing's face.

Today is the first time he and Mu Shijing met, in the past, he had heard the legend of Mu Shijing, when she went to the Buddha in person, and the disciples listened to the first lecture, she just sat on the futon and listened carefully, but in just a stick of incense time, the Buddhist disciples were broken Zen hearts countless times.

In his opinion, this Daomen girl is even more beautiful than the legend, but at this moment, this beauty portends death.

Another lightning bolt struck, and the heavens and the earth were extinguished.

Lin Shouxi's pupils shrank suddenly!

Death was approaching, but his gaze suddenly moved away from Mu Shijing's face, and he looked behind her, as if he saw something more terrifying than death.

Mu Shijing shook his head lightly and said disappointedly: "Such a little trick, do you still want to deceive me?" ”

Lin Shouxi didn't seem to hear her words, and his eyes were dull as death.

Mu Shijing saw blood dripping from the corners of his eyes, she sighed, and she also had a feeling of chills on the back of her neck.

After a moment of hesitation, she slowly turned around.

The girl froze in place.

The Guanyin Pavilion collapsed, but the statue of Guanyin still stood on a rainy night.

Frequent flickering electric light illuminates its appearance.

Guan yin...... No! That's not a Kannon statue at all!

Mu Shijing glanced at it, her eyes seemed to be pierced by a sharp object, and she was in pain, she snorted, closed her eyes and lowered her head, not daring to look again.

But she still remembered the general appearance of the 'Guanyin statue':

A god in shabby yellow robes and a pale mask!

She didn't dare to look closely, only to notice a jagged hand poking out of her robe, holding a white bone mark. And the robe...... At this moment, her eyes moved downward, staring at the lower robe, which was an even more terrifying scene:

I saw that the turbid yellow robe bulged high, and countless swollen and scaly tentacles poked out from below, exuding a strong fishy smell, and it was covered with scalp-numbing eyes and mouthparts!

Pure statues are certainly not to be feared, but the most frightening thing is that these disgusting things are writhing in this rainstorm!

What the hell is that?!

Mu Shijing also felt that his body was frozen, his blood was congealed with ice slag, and his slender body couldn't help trembling.

Lin Shouxi also lowered his head after experiencing a brief period of blindness...... What Master said turned out to be true, there really are unknowable demons in this world!

As soon as he thought of this thing standing behind him all along, a chill filled every open pore.

Get out of here...... Get out of here!

They weren't sure if it was a living thing, but at the moment, all they had in their minds was the thought of fleeing.

But no one could move.

The moment they saw such a terrifying thing, their bodies and minds were imprisoned in place.

Then, something even more terrible happened-Lin Shouxi felt that a cold and invisible hand touched his back and neck, counting his bones one by one.

No, that's not a hand either!

Lin Shouxi turned his head a little and looked hard at the side and back.

Fog!

The invisible hand turned out to be a wet fog that had spread!

At some point, a huge white mist surrounded them, it was a pale torrent, and in the blink of an eye, the whole city was enveloped, and the city under the platform was no longer a city, but more like an abyss shrouded in thick fog.

They could all feel that in this 'abyss', there were invisible, terrible ghosts, and the fog obscured their true faces, but it did not stop the maddening grunts and screams!

What kind of dead city is this? This is clearly the vestibule of purgatory!

No matter how talented Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing were, they were only fifteen-year-old children, and under the repeated fear, their Dao hearts almost fell apart.

"You...... Do you remember the scene when we were born? Lin Shouxi opened his mouth and said word by word, his voice dry and hoarse.

After a long time, Mu Shijing snorted.

They were babies at the time, and of course they couldn't have seen it with their own eyes.

But they had heard of it countless times from their elders—fifteen years ago, a strange white mist had shrouded the city, the sky seemed to have been torn open by demons, and turbid yellow lightning writhed in the center of the city, and the rain had been catharsis all night. One night later, the city was littered with rotting corpses, and only two babies survived.

Mu Shijing understood the meaning of his words.

When they were born, the catastrophe that almost cost the lives of the whole city was in front of them...... It's been reproduced!

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(The new book is released, and the new book period is temporarily updated with one or two chapters a day, Jian Jian first adapts to the rhythm of writing the book, and then changes two chapters a day~)