The realm is broken, and a more gloomy scene comes into view.

Yu Longfeng, blood soaring to the sky. Endless blood-colored mist swirled, bursts of bloody wind were disgusting, and scarlet blood water gathered into a river. Broken limbs, entrails, hands and feet, heads, everywhere......

It is clearly a body that has been dead for more than ten years, but it remains in a state of being just killed. On the pavilion in the peak, black and red flags decorated with Baise fangs flutter in the air.

The yin qi was thick, Ye Shen's hands and feet were cold, and a fear gradually spread to his whole body. Could it be that the people of the Soul Killing Sect had already violated the salvation of the world and the other leaders in their previous lives?!

From Ran's body on the ground to the flag, her face was solemn.

The flag was planted on a corpse, carried out from the back in front of the front, and the person was firmly nailed, the blood dried up, the crown of hair fell and the green silk was scattered, and the eyes with hatred were never closed, he looked ahead, knelt on the ground, and was indescribably ridiculous.

Cong Ran's voice was hoarse, and the outstretched hand gently closed the eyes of the deceased: "Yi'er...... He was also killed. ”

The head of the salvation of the world, so far only three people have been accepted as apprentices. The eldest apprentice Lin Yi married the Jin Dan at the age of fifteen, the second apprentice Xie was slightly inferior, the seventeenth apprentice was the Dan, and the third apprentice Ye Shen ...... It's a little kid who doesn't even have a foundation.

The apprentice she raised single-handedly died tragically, and she had no more emotions except for sad and lonely eyes, and even ...... Not a single tear exists.

She was really ruthless to the extreme.

It can't be blamed on Ziye Shen in the previous life for watching the fall of the little master, watching the so-called Shentai collapse, the high wall being broken, hanging the bright moon high, watching her fall to the bottom of the mud, and being dragged into the suffering of all beings by seven emotions and six desires. Yuehua was not there, the dust was stained, and finally the fire of the nine calamities and eight calamities burned to the ground.

Ashes.

He once honored her with her, but in the end he got tired of it and wanted to kill her.

The clenched fist suddenly released. Didn't he have imprisoned her all his life and humiliated her all his life, and her debts had already been paid off. In this life, what does it have to do with it?

Ye Shen turned his attention to Lin Yi, the senior brother who had no impression. Thinking that no one would do meaningless things, especially the vicious Soul Killing Sect, they would never do a loss-making business.

He said slowly: "Master, the disciples dare to ask, the Soul Killing Sect left its banner here, not just to show off the occupation of this peak, right?" ”

Yu Longfeng mainly creates weapons, and the weapons of the human world are not of much use to the demon cultivators, not to mention that there is a conflict between spiritual power and demonic energy, and as time goes by, it is inevitable that they will suffer backlash.

Cong Ran stared at the black flag tightly, wanting to cut off and step on the soles of his feet, but Suifeng Jian disagreed: If this flag is really a formation eye, and it is recklessly destroyed, I am afraid that it will trigger a new formation.

She held the sword with the wind slightly tiredly, and the jade pendant on her waist swayed: "Their nails and lips are black, they were poisoned before they died, and they ...... after death It should be deprived of the soul. ”

Otherwise, with the cultivation of Lin Yi, the young owner of the village, a few demon cultivators would kill him?

Tick, tick......

In the sky, the black clouds rolled, covering the bright moon and broken stars, and a few drops of something like water came to Ye Shen's head.

Suddenly, it was as if it had changed to a different world, and it was extremely cool. The wind was whistling, shouting like a ghost, blowing across his face.

"It's raining?"

Ye Shen subconsciously reacted to touch the top of his head with his hand, but what he touched was not the so-called "water", but sticky......

Blood!

He had an upside-down corpse hanging from his head.

Seeing this, Ye Shen said in his heart: "It's not good, it's not good, it's going to die." Quickly picked up the purse that fell on the ground, and after picking it up, he heard a burst of exclamations from under the mountain peak outside the pavilion. The two of them lit a fire through the stars, and saw that the forest below the peak was full of corpses, all of which were hung upside down from the trees, forming an encirclement.

A group of people carrying lanterns up the hill screamed in fright.

Cong Ran decisively cut off the flag, and Lin Yiru, who had no support point, fell forward like a mess of meat. She didn't feel dirty and hugged it, and threw it to Ye Shen: "You take care of Yi'er's corpse!" ”

Seeing Cong Ran's posture of rushing down the mountain, he hurriedly asked, "What about me?" ”

Cong Ran drew a circle with a golden talisman: "Just stay here, and go back as soon as the teacher." ”

With that, she took a light leap, and in the blink of an eye, she disappeared.

Ye Shen: "......"

"From Ran, from Ran, this seat is getting more and more incomprehensible to you."

He hung his head, holding the cold and hard corpse in his hands, and his chest seemed to be stuffed with a large ball of cotton, unable to breathe, and his heart was pounding, as if the hot heart in a mouth would jump out of his mouth at once.

In his previous life, he was a complaining demon, everyone hated and killed him, and when the little master's sword with the wind was about to pierce his chest, he saw a touch of white clothes coming from thousands of miles.

Ye Shen suddenly grinned at the corners of his mouth, smiling heartbreakingly.

[You can cross the six realms of dead souls, have mercy on all beings in the Three Realms, and have everything in the world in your eyes, but why can't you tolerate me alone, hahaha.] The Buddha crosses sentient beings, but does not cross me. ]

Life

When danger came, in front of him Ye Shen and all living beings, she still chose the latter without hesitation, wouldn't it make people feel cold!

Ye Shen sulked, pinching and pinching Lin Yi's corpse.

He was proficient in evil arts in his previous life, and peeping at people's memories was one of them, and he wanted to see what Lin Yi had experienced before he died.

I was dizzy for a while, and when I opened my eyes again, everything in front of me was turned upside down.

Yu Longfeng, who would be at that time, had just been killed.

In the pavilion, a young man sitting, drinking tea and enjoying flowers.

A disciple came to report: "Young Zhuang Master! More than a dozen of our brothers have died tragically, and the means used by them are to deprive them of their souls and make them empty shells! ”

"Where did you find the body?" Lin Yi took the teacup in his hand, and he turned his head and frowned slightly between his eyebrows.

"In ...... Houses at the foot of the mountain. The disciple replied.

"Call a few more strong people with high cultivation to go with me." Lin Yi drank all the tea in one gulp, picked up the sword, and was worried that he would encounter misfortune, so he instructed, "You go and report to the master by the way." ”

"Yes!"

After the disciple received the order, he chose an open place, lit the signal flare, and did not wait to be issued, but was intercepted by a man in black, and during the fight, the disciple's neck accidentally hit the opponent's blade.

In an instant, the blood mist splattered.

Unbeknownst to Lin Yi, he took a few disciples to the house at the foot of the mountain, Ye Shen is God's perspective, when he saw this house clearly, the picture of a raging fire automatically appeared in his mind.

This room was burned down by his mother's mother, and someone found the Lingduoqin here in Tayun Gate before. The question is, who is desperate to move the piano to a safe place?

The door of the wooden house was locked by a lock, and most of the rare materials inside were placed in Yu Longfeng. Lin Yi opened the lock, his hand had not touched the wooden door, and through the crack in the door, he could vaguely see something rushing out.

A group of black moths, with a rotten aura, swooped in murderously

"Young farmer be careful!"

Lin Yi was dragged by the disciples behind him, and narrowly avoided the black-clothed man who came out of the wooden house. The man was holding a long sword, and there was a red-eyed green snake on the handle of the sword, and when he saw that he couldn't hit it, he pressed the part of the snake's eye and stabbed at Lin Yi.

The disciples who followed Lin Yi set up a formation to help, but somehow, Lin Yi suddenly fell behind, and was finally deprived of his soul, and the rest of the disciples died extremely tragically.

A glowing silver needle, piercing through their brows, stuck in their skulls, exploded in tearing pain, and the group fell to the ground silently.

Ye Shen was ejected, and his face turned pale like window paper. Peeping into people's spiritual sense, it consumes great mental energy, and the kung fu of just half a pillar of incense makes him almost overdraft his body. He pursed his lips and poked his stomach with a weak hand, which was empty and had not yet been knotted.

In the midst of depression, the sound of the long sword tearing through the air sounded, Ye Shen looked back, flew from Ran Zheng's imperial sword, and said, "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time." ”

Then Ye Shen was lifted up by Cong Ran like a chicken cub, the child's strength was too small, Lin Yi's body couldn't hold it, and he fell down in mid-air.

He shouted, "Master, corpse! The corpse hasn't been picked up yet! ”

The golden rattan whip appeared in Congran's hand, and the catkins pendant hung on it, she flicked it lightly, wrapped Lin Yi's waist, and when she mentioned it, the whole person rose into the air, and with the wind sword, it expanded several times to catch Lin Yi.

Ye Shen followed Ran and stood face to face, if it weren't for a corpse at his feet, the two would probably be together. The little master took back the rattan whip, her face was pale, the sword did not squeak with the wind, and her flight speed was much faster than before.

Like ...... Something is catching up.

From the peak to the foot of the mountain, the smell is fishy, and almost every three steps, you can meet a corpse hanging from the treetops. They either had only two holes left in their eyes, or their lips were rotten, their snow-white teeth were clenched tightly, and their long, dry and black hair was clinging to their temples, which sparsely concealed their deeply sunken blue-gray cheeks.

However, in such a terrifying and terrifying scene, Ye Shen's expression was still light, and his eyes as clear as water were mixed with disgust, and he could recognize from these faces the people who had disputes with him in his previous life.

And also

The people of the Soul Killing Sect are too tasteless, and they use corpses as decorations, don't they feel disgusting?

A group of dark butterfly insects followed, and a large number of flying insects were the butterflies on the man in black that Ye Shen peeked at in Lin Yi's memory.

From Ran controlled the sword with the wind through the upside-down corpse forest, drop by drop of blood fell, dripping on the barrier released from Ran Gang.

"Poof—"

It is a corrosive liquid.

Until the two of them were completely away from Yulong Peak, the group of butterfly insects could not rush out of the realm and were trapped in it. Watching the palm-sized butterfly insect crash into the air in front of him, Ye Shen saw this thing clearly. It was clearly a butterfly, but it had a mouthful of white teeth, and the two black eyes on his head stared at him intently, baring his teeth and grinning "Hey crooked", he couldn't understand it, he felt disturbed, he took out Zhang Huangfu, wrote a simple killing spell on it, and threw it out.

The fire burns, and burns to ashes.

When you come to a forest, there is no danger, meditate and adjust your inner breath from the same place. The demonic qi sealed in Ye Shen's body was constantly surging, and he couldn't stand it and knelt on the ground, stiffening up in discomfort.

It is rumored in the world that in the Soul Killing Sect, the Venerable Lord is seriously injured and his soul is about to be scattered, and he needs to find a more suitable body. Ye Shen suspected that the other party had the idea of beating Lin Yi's body before, and after seeing Cong Ran, he targeted her again.

Otherwise, a large number of Soul Slayer Demon Butterflies would not be able to chase after them.

Ye Shen shook his dizzy head and clicked on the acupuncture points, trying to suppress the rampaging demonic energy.

Little Master had to be bullied by him!

It is bound to end the Soul Killing Sect as soon as possible.

From Ran's eyes closed, the glimmer of light floated and invaded her body. Ye Shen was not well and wanted to get closer and rub the immortal spiritual power. The black-pressed foot girl hadn't taken three steps before he slashed out a wind-riding sword in front of him, and the cold air penetrated into his bones, forcing him not to take a step forward.

Ye Shen: ......

"I won't harm the master!"

The sword with the wind is unmoved.

"Real money, real money! You believe me, look in my sincere eyes. ”

The sword moved slightly with the wind.

Ye Shen was looking forward to stepping into the realm set by the little master.

How did it suddenly adjust the sword body, and there was no warning to attack Ye Shen.

"Broken Sword, you don't talk about martial arts."

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and dodged. With the sword stabbed back in the wind, he dodged again. came and went, and when Ran opened his eyes, what he saw was a strange and funny picture: Ye Shen was running in front of him and provoking, and an ancient divine sword was slashing at the back in a huff.

The point is, Ye Shen is still unscathed?

"Ahem." Cong Ran coughed lightly twice.

Returning to Cong Ran's side with the Wind Sword in amusement, she got up and patted the non-existent dust. In the middle of the night, the night was thick, and the broken light cast a mottled circle of light on the branches, and by the moonlight, she found that there were bamboos all around. Swing the sword, cut off a piece of bamboo to make a bamboo flute and give it to Ye Shen.

"You played a good song in Fang Nuan Courtyard, blow it again?"

With a flute in one hand, spread out in front of him. Ye Shen glanced at the simple bamboo flute, and then at Congran, his eyes hesitating.

In his previous life, he was pierced through the heart by a sword, fell to the bottom of Yunhai Peak, and his spiritual veins were shattered. With the blessing of God, he was lucky to survive, but he became an out-and-out wasted person who couldn't practice.

Unwilling to be so fateful, he abolished the only golden pill and refined it into a flute, which is also something that future generations dare not mention when they hear the wind - bones, souls, and flutes!

Seeing him hesitate, Cong Ran understood: "That's it, it seems that it is difficult for the strong teacher, it turns out that you don't like the flute." ”

As she spoke, she was about to withdraw her hand to get the Qiankun bag, but one of the horizontal hands snatched the flute away. He said crisply: "I like the flute, but the flute has brought me not very good memories." ”

A shallow smile appeared from the corner of Ran's mouth.

Ye Shen thought of a song casually, picked up the bamboo flute, and played it. Blowing people with heart, but the flute is useless, resulting in continuous notes out of tune, which is a good urge to pee.

When she reached the chorus, the smile on the corner of her mouth suddenly froze.

"When I go back, I will be punished for copying the rules and regulations three hundred times to the deity!"

Ye Shen, who was playing immersively, didn't know why: "Why?" Didn't you let the disciples blow it? ”

"Think about it yourself." Cong Ran turned his face awkwardly, put Lin Yi's body into the Qiankun bag, and said lightly, "Let's go to the town, and when the time comes, we will go back to save the world, and tell them to go down the mountain to purchase." ”

Ye pondered for a while, but he couldn't think of a reason, and he casually catered to him with a headache, "Okay".

The clothes of the two have changed, cyan robes, black hair is tied up, and a sword hangs from the waist.

The villages and towns at the foot of Yu Longfeng are far away from the capital, and according to common sense, not many people still have small shops in the streets and alleys. I met a ghost today, the bright moon hung high for a long time, no one closed the door and rested early, the lanterns can be seen everywhere, the hall is bright, and it is festive.

"Master, how can there be so many people at such a late hour?" Ye Shen wondered.

Cong Ran stopped in front of a shop selling jewelry and said, "The days have passed? Today is the Midyear Festival. ”

Ye Shen was choked by his own saliva, and his breath was intermittent. Midyear ...... It turned out that it was the middle of the year, and he rubbed his eyes. may be accustomed to living in a cold palace hall, no sorrow, no joy, no hope for the day, the bustle of the red and purple, strange.

"Pick a few things." Pick up the hairpin from Ran casually and take a few looks.

"Huh? Yes? ”

Ye Shen blinked, stupid.

In his previous life, he had been focused on revenge, and he didn't know what Xiao Shizun liked, so he just imposed what he loved on Xiao Shizun. He remembered that he once bought a red hosta for Xiao Shizun and asked her to wear it, but in exchange for scolding him so much that he sprayed blood.

Although Ye Shen loves beauties more with big red, he doesn't want to be scolded again!

This time......

"Apprentice, look at the lack of tassels on the master's sword, why don't you just leave it at that?"

He specially chose a cyan sword spike, which happened to be silver and white with the wind, fresh and elegant, which was very in line with the cold temperament of the little master and did not damage her image.

Cong Ran stared at his eyes for a long time, silent.

"Master doesn't like it?" Ye Shen was stunned for a moment, he changed to a tooth-white hairpin, and asked again, "What about this?" ”

Cong Ran rolled his eyes and continued to look at himself quietly.

Ye Shen scratched his ears and cheeks, chose a bunch of clean-colored jewelry, and gave them to the little master one by one, "This, this, what about this?" ”

"I want this for my teacher." Cong Ran shook his head, sighed, and picked up a red hosta from the countertop.

Correct...... Straight red? Or a hairpin!?

Under Ye Shen's stunned eyes, Cong Ran not only checked out to get the goods, but also inserted the hairpin in his hair. The strange thing is that the abrupt color appears on the little master, and there is no sense of disobedience.

This made Ye Shen involuntarily take a few more looks.

Before Ran returned to save the world, he didn't forget to warn Ye Shen: "Don't forget to punish the plagiarism when you go back, and hand it over to the teacher in three days." ”

The corners of Ye Shen's mouth twitched, the rules of salvation were copied in the past life and copied in the present life, when can I not copy it! He was extremely reluctant in his heart, but he still replied.

"Yes."