Chapter 124: I have painstakingly mastered the secret art formation for hundreds of years

The divine knife slashed over, and the demon cultivator quickly disappeared, and the demon thorn in his chest was dying, and he was about to die.

Holding Jiu Yao's hand tightly, he replied word by word, "Thank you, thank you to the goddess for your explanation, although I still can't avoid dying in this war of gods and demons, but at least my relatives are not traitors but heroes, and the future should be better......"

Before the words fell, Hui Yu closed his eyes and swallowed his breath.

Immediately, the picture turned to the bottom of the hate.

After learning of her father's death, Xiao Huiyue cried bitterly and locked herself in the room for a whole month.

He had a dream, dreaming that his father had rebelled from the right path to join the ranks of the demons, and finally died tragically at the hands of a certain goddess, but he became a rebellious son, and was scolded and spurned by all the water Jiao of the Shui Jiao clan, and he was in pain.

Knock knock! Knock knock! Knock knock!

Outside the door, there was a low snapping sound, it should be the little fairy maid who delivered the food. Xiao Huiyue, who was hungry, pushed the door open a crack, but saw that there were more than a dozen young people of the same age as herself.

Will they insult him? Will they insult him? Will they punch and kick him, calling him a traitor's son, saying that he never deserves to be in this sea of hatred?

All kinds of fear came to her heart, and Xiao Huiyue subconsciously wanted to close the door and isolate all insults and insults.

"Huiyue, what's wrong with you, why are you hiding when you see us?"

One of the small water Jiao was slightly surprised, swam into the room, and circled around Xiao Huiyue.

"yes, yes, why are you hiding from us when you see us? Your father is dead, and from now on, we will play with you and grow up with you! ”

Daddy? Is Daddy really dead? Aren't the experiences in the dream all the real truth?

Xiao Huiyue shrank slightly, and subconsciously wanted to run away, but was gently pulled by the little water Jiao and stuffed him with a delicate and beautiful snack.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid, we won't hurt you, your father is a big hero, he fought the demons in the war of gods and demons and died gloriously, from tonight onwards, it will be up to us to protect you and protect you as a hero's child!"

"Yes, yes, your father is a great hero who sacrificed his life for righteousness, and we will all protect you!"

Hero? His dad is not a traitor but a hero? It turned out that the nightmare turned out to be fake!

Wiping away his tears, Xiao Huiyue took a bite of the dim sum, which was sweet and soft and melted in his mouth, it was his favorite fairy grass cake!

Followed the little friend out of the room, but saw that there were still a few adult water Jiao waiting at the door, and in the dream they hated to break him into pieces, but now they had a gentle and kind smile on their faces.

"Xiao Huiyue, let's go to my uncle's house for dinner today, your father is gone, and we will protect you and take care of you, and grow up with you...... Come on, the food is still hot! ”

Looking at the smiling faces around her, which were very different from the vicious faces in the dream, with tears, Xiao Huiyue finally grinned, and her tears kept falling like beads with broken threads.

"Daddy, daddy, my daddy woooo......oo

In his dreams, as long as he misses his father, he will be abused and spurned, and now, he can finally cry for his father.

Daddy didn't disappoint him, Daddy is not a traitor who helps the demon clan destroy the world, Daddy is a good person, Daddy is the most awesome hero!

With the sound of crying and persuasion, the illusion gradually began to dissolve, and when the eyes were closed and opened, everyone finally left the mural completely.

Looking at Jiu Yao, Mo Hanxue pursed her lips slightly, after all, this success in coming out of the illusion was all due to the efforts of Miss Jiu.

As for Ah Su and Shuo Yue, they were also shocked, and they didn't know that the girl in front of them, who seemed to be weak but had a resolute temperament, was really the immortal in ancient legends, the female god of war Jiu Yao who dragged the demon venerable to the end!

"You, are you really the goddess of Jiu Yao? So, why are you, why are you ......"

Asu opened his mouth to say and stopped, why the demons would catch up with them halfway, but it also made sense.

But, isn't she in ashes? Even if he was lucky enough to reunite his soul, why didn't he return to Heaven but travel to various ancient tombs to explore, Asu thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Then, Shuo Yue also looked over, with a little confusion in her eyes.

"Heaven must not be divulged."

With just one glance, Jiu Yao saw through their thoughts, opened her lips, and said coldly.

"You, you, you, it turns out that you came out alive, since you can't be trapped and die in the illusion, then you might as well have another serious battle!"

The angry voice sounded, and everyone raised their eyes to see that it was Huiyue with a resentful face.

Hui Yue held the fire spirit bead tightly in her hand, and there was a ball of demonic energy in her eyebrows, and Asu's sharp eyes recognized that this was a relic left by Hui Yu.

"Hmph, let's help you break your obsession, it's good that you are ungrateful, you want to kill us, is it tolerable or unbearable, and you will definitely be broken into pieces!"

Break the obsession? When the words fell, Hui Yue was so angry that he was about to be happy,

"Yes, the obsession is resolved, but it is my father's obsession that is resolved, his obsession disperses his soul into reincarnation, and he can never come back, and the secret art formation that I have painstakingly studied for hundreds of years has been completely reduced to an ornament! So you think, I really should thank you guys? ”

"Your secret art formation is to sacrifice other living beings to save your father, for thousands of years, countless unjust souls have died under your hands, if the formation is still effective, there will be more innocent souls who will die in Huangquan!"

"Treat others with themselves, they also have their own parents, wives and children, and they sacrificed their lives in vain, comparing their hearts to their hearts, do you think your traitor father is worthy of him? Worthy of letting everyone be a big wrongdoer for him? ”

Shuo Yue's words were hard to hear, but they were all to the point, and when the words fell, Hui Yue was so angry that she was about to go crazy.

"Not happy? Of course your father is not worthy, although he is a good father, but he has killed many, many innocent people, and now he is reincarnated, but he has the opportunity to do good deeds to offset his sins, otherwise even if he is tied to the demon platform, his soul is scattered, but it is not a pity. ”

"You, you, you, you deceive people too much, take your life!"

Hui Yue was so angry, the big moves in his hands were frequent, and the moves were all killing moves, as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning.

Bang dang! It was the sound of the handover of blades, and then the sword of Guishan was like a bamboo, suppressing the rapid offensive of Huiyue to the point that it was difficult to move an inch.

At the critical moment, the breaking air attacked one after another demonic qi, and he landed and became a demon cultivator dressed in black.

"Goddess Jiu Yao, long time no see? You may not even know this seat...... But in today's battle, this seat may not lose! ”

As he spoke, one of the demon cultivators stepped forward, and his black magic robe wrapped his body tightly.

Only a pair of blood-red eyes were exposed, which made people feel cold.

"King of Thousand Brakes, Mingyue Si? Oh, it's been a long time......"

"I've let you go so many times, but you still cling to us and want to kill us, it seems that this time, I'm afraid I have to take your life...... But you brought it all on yourself! ”

Jiu Yao stood with a sword in one hand, looking at Ming Yuesi's eyes, without joy or sorrow.