In the almost murmuring voice of light sighs, Chu Weiyang seemed to have lost the interest in continuing to speak, and when he saw Chu Weiyang's half-emotional and half-lonely expression when he talked about "spreading the Taoist system", Chun Yuzhi, who walked with Chu Weiyang all the way at the most slight moment, could truly understand the indescribable depression in the hearts of Taoists.

So, Chun Yuzhi seemed to know that she was speechless, and finally continued to ask Chu Weiyang about this matter, and even the figure of Luan Feng, the entire golden and red fire spirit, was curled up in the sycamore lamp, and under the calcination of the witch sacrifice fire of the real person level of the god realm, Luan Feng's figure was fainted.

In the moment when the pure phoenix heavenly fire was revealed, among the fireworks in the fireworks, there was a faint fire in the third layer.

After Chun Yuzhi successively smelted the Pure Yang Law Flame and the Qianyang True Fire, following the path of cultivation that was also described by Chu Weiyang in the past, Chun Yuzhi was already starting to refine the Taiyin True Fire.

This is a step for the true essence of the Dharma Flame of Chun Yu Zhi to be fully yin and yang.

And at this moment, with the faint light of the fire, there was suddenly a dark flame light evaporating from it, and the Taiyin True Fire was swirling, and almost in the moment of the present world, it was already swallowing the turbid storm in all directions.

And in this process, Chun Yuzhi's Dao Spiritual Yun is infiltrating into this fire, and from time to time, there are those supreme treasures and medicines for cultivating Dharma Flame that the Wushu Sect supports and gives with the foundation of the Holy Land Great Sect.

In this process, they were successively revealed, either by Chun Yu Zhi after smelting into the Tai Yin True Fire, or directly refining into his own body, containing the pure Yang Law Flame and the Dry Yang True Fire that had been mastered by Chun Yu Zhi.

Chun Yuzhi understood that at this moment, Chu Weiyang, who was immersed in this kind of gloomy mood, did not need his own comfort, nor did he need to be disturbed by anyone.

All he needed was a time of calm silence and solitude to free the thoughts and thoughts of the Daoist from the memories that were not too long.

Sure enough.

Soon, when the Taoist came back to his senses a little, on the side of the Taoist, the last captive of the righteous monk, walked through the cold Toad Palace Hall, and walked towards the narrow corridor behind the main hall.

From beginning to end, their expressions were resolute, and their bodies trembled, but in the moment when the golden needles with scattered colors pierced into the Mud Pill Palace, these people all lost their control of their mana, and further lost their own control of their bodies.

They once walked the narrow bluestone mountain road and walked from the Yangshi to the capital.

Now they walked through the frosty ground of the Toad Palace, and walked from the capital to purgatory.

The terrible screams came from the thick walls of the corridor that were as deep as stone and jade, and they were the sound and soul sounds that even the forbidden and talisman could not hide.

And in the next moment, when these monks who had lost control of their body shapes could further hear the sound of the old demon of the Xuanhe Sect grinding all the way behind them, accompanied by the magic seals brushing down from behind them one after another, accompanied by the golden needle at the center of the eyebrows suddenly flowing with spiritual light and trembling and humming.

Immediately afterward, their eyes went dark, and even the control of their thoughts and thoughts with their true spirits was completely lost, and they fainted in an instant.

——

For a long time, for a long time.

It was probably a long time later, when a righteous monk woke up from a long period of fainting and a long period of slumber with great difficulty, the righteous monk suddenly came to his senses from the extreme cold and the successive terrible roars.

But it was also a flash of sobriety that suddenly realized his own situation.

She was lying on a cloud bed that seemed to be made of ice, and in the midst of regaining control of her body's thoughts and thoughts, she was still out of control of her physical body.

It's just that although she can't control it, with the penetration of thoughts and thoughts, any trace of qi and blood between her limbs and hundreds of bones can be reflected in her mind.

All over the body, all the key points are filled with colorful gold needles at this moment, suppressing and controlling the meridians of the inner Zhou Tian, and at the same time, they are densely packed like hedgehogs.

And the blood-stained robes that got in the way had already been destroyed in the process.

Blinking his eyes with difficulty, and then, in the trembling of the extreme cold, the shrill voice of his person suddenly resounded in the dark but wide quiet room, and in this instant, it even overshadowed the soul sound that roared one after another.

"Old Demon Xuanhe! Livestock without manners! The scum of inhumanity! ”

"You and I are both monks! Even if there is a difference between good and evil, you and I are both monks! How dare you insult me like this! ”

"The poor path is only one step away from the golden pill of enlightenment! The poor Tao is the way of the Great Sect! It's the leader of a class! Killable but not humiliated! The poor road only wants to die quickly! Come! Give my aunt and grandma a treat! ”

In the increasingly sharp roaring voice, it was Chu Weiyang who slowly walked to the figure on the side of the cold jade cloud bed.

And it was in the field of vision that when he saw Chu Weiyang's figure slowly emerging from the darkness, almost subconsciously, he was suddenly stunned.

Even with it, the sharp voice also came to an abrupt end.

In her field of vision, it was not the thin snake scales, but the cold and slippery figure that made people feel cold and slippery when they looked at it.

But what is reflected in her eyes at this moment is a real person, a "person" who has lost some beast appearance, and has not reached the peak realm of Jindan, but has a complete human body.

Although at this moment, Chu Weiyang's cloak was emanating, and a pair of deep eyes that seemed to be able to swallow everything were looking directly at him, but this electric light and stone fire still taught his people to believe that the person in front of him was the old demon of Xuanhe through that almost unique charm!

Suddenly, it was as if a thunderbolt had struck through her thoughts and thoughts.

It seems that through the minute details she has seen in this moment, she has been able to deduce and guess many, many contexts and frameworks, and at this moment, a thread under the chaotic surface seems to be grasped in her hands.

But without waiting for others to continue to guess and deduce, the moment Chu Weiyang's indifferent voice sounded, her thoughts and thoughts were suddenly broken.

"Noise!"

"Killable but not humiliated?"

"You think it's humiliating? If it is because of your noise, what kind of discrepancy has been made in the seal of the poor way, then the poor road will teach you to understand what is humiliation! ”

After saying that, Chu Weiyang glanced at him coldly, and then looked at the dark depths of the wide stone room.

At this moment, it seemed that she had adapted to the darkness of this stone room, and the vision of this righteous monk also became somewhat adapted, and she saw countless rows of cold jade cloud beds in this dark and wide stone room.

It is almost conceivable that when the captives were concocted the most, on almost every cloud bed here, there were miserable Daoists lying on the side of the righteous path.

They may have had a worse fate than they do.

But when she looked at it now, she saw that all these cold jade cloud beds were empty, and there was no one lying on them, only on the surface of the flat jade that should have been moist, she saw a trail of blood that had accumulated into black blood.

Almost instantly, she was in tears with her mouth curled and her eyes blinked.

"Evil Animal ——!"

She whispered resentfully, but this time, her voice was buried in the more poignant resounding soul sounds.

That is the source of the artistic conception of all purgatory.

And when the female cultivator followed Chu Weiyang's gaze and looked deeper into the dark stone room, she finally had an insight into the scene at the end of the dark stone room.

It was the passage of the chains of Ugin, at the end of this dark stone room, in a very wide open space, the mountain of meat also seemed to crawl there, among the layers of and scaly armor, it seemed that every twisted and squeezed out sarcoma had facial features, and then this facial features were smeared in the blood, and only the terrible soul sound could be emitted.

It turned out that there had never been an innumerable number of monks being tortured.

There is only one person who is really worse than dead in the hands of the old demon of Xuanhe, a monk of the Jindan realm, and a monk of the Jindan realm who has been turned into a livestock.

And at that moment, the friar seemed to see some familiar charm in the blood-stained face.

It's just that in the memory of the female monk, it is not a monk in the Jindan realm, but on the battlefield where good and evil are fighting, a Tianjiao Daozi of the Dan Fetal Realm of the Wujiao Sect, she still vaguely remembers this person's surname, surnamed Shang.

Unexpectedly, when we met again, it was already such a situation.

And at this moment, with this fang, he shook his body like a mountain, but he was never able to break the black gold chains, and then, under the light of the Xuanhuang Baobing soldiers sacrificed by Chu Weiyang, among the muddy bloodstains, it was the soul of the person itself that was cracking, and with the cracking, it was fainting in every inch of flesh and blood.

Even in the process, Chu Weiyang refined a Wang Gu of the same golden pill level into a Blood Flame Spirit, and hung it on the zenith of this fang, constantly pulling the scattered divine soul origin of his person, wanting to restore his divine form to its original state.

Chu Weiyang's actions had an effect, but the effect itself was far from keeping up with the collapse of his divine form, and even the process itself brought unimaginable pain to this fang, which was the source of all purgatory-like sounds.

If you are a bystander, you may not be able to see clearly what Chu Weiyang is doing.

However, the female cultivator lying on the cloud bed at this moment was from a righteous sect known for her divine soul Dao method.

Even if the change in the divine form here was superior to her entire cultivation realm, at this moment, the female cultivator had gained insight into the corner of the root essence of the Confusion Method with the help of Chu Weiyang's means.

That's not some kind of cultivation that has gone through the appearance of beasts and the confusion of all qi.

In the process of the evolution of the beast, it is the death of a person in the form of a complete god.

"How could it be, how could it be like this......"

(End of chapter)