Jiang Chen didn't say a word, and was on guard.

The momentum exuded by the Blood Emperor Venerable became stronger and stronger, and the incomparably sharp murderous aura was like a real form, entangling Jiang Chen.

Under the urging of this peerless swordsman, a large shadow in the sky extended frantically downward, completely melting Jiang Chen's figure into the thick haze.

"If you reach Vajra physique at the age of twenty, there will be no hidden dangers. It's a pity that you are too anxious, always thinking about pulling seedlings to help grow, vainly trying to seize the creation of heaven and earth, and go against the mystery. But don't forget, no matter how you exercise, the body is not fully mature, and the idea of ascending to the sky in one step will only lead to your own death! ”

The Blood Emperor's words seemed to have magical syllables in them, beating Jiang Chen's chest one after another, as if listening to the sound of the huge animal skin drum on the battlefield up close.

Those overwhelming roars and upside-down phantoms all made Jiang Chen's throat and eyes feel sweet, and he had the urge to vomit blood.

He couldn't help but take two steps back to avoid the oppression of the other party's momentum.

"Abandon the sword!" The Blood Emperor suddenly sank.

The tips of his toes stepped on Su Yunqing's throat, and the snow-white skin immediately sunk in.

The girl also felt extremely uncomfortable in her coma, and a dull moan came out of her throat.

Jiang Chen waved his right hand, and the Shadow Slashing Sword was taken out of his hand, and with a pop, it was inserted into the sand next to him until it was out of control.

The Blood Emperor Venerable glanced at the Shadow Slashing Sword, and said lightly: "The Shadow Slashing Sword is in your hand, it is not an insult to it, the only pity is that you should not meet my ......"

At the last word, the terrifying murderous aura that had been stored to the extreme exploded, and the dark shadows in front of him surged.

Jiang Chen's body was in pain as if it was about to crack, the Venus in front of him was scurrying, and the thunder was roaring in his ears, even if there was no persecution from the Blood Emperor, he wouldn't be able to last long.

At this time, in the face of the violent and frantic palm wind fist shadow in front of him, he couldn't raise his eyelids at all, and only relied on a little instinctive feeling in his heart to smash it with a punch.

"Bang!"

Jiang Chen's fist was against the palm of the Blood Emperor Venerable.

Jiang Chen's body qi was disordered, and the Blood Emperor Venerable had already adjusted his state, and the wrestling between the two was not at the same level at all.

In an instant, Jiang Chen heard the roar of the demon in his heart, and the illusion floating in front of his eyes had engulfed the entire real world in his consciousness.

"Ahh

Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes.

What he saw in his eyes was not the cold face of the Blood Emperor Venerable close at hand, but the magma gushing out of hell, the clinging of thousands of wizened bone claws, and countless hideous and twisted figures, accompanied by a mournful howl, pulling him straight to the bottom of the abyss.

Between heaven and earth, the flames burn the body, refining and roasting the suffering beings in the world. Suddenly, a curtain of flames rose from the sky, turning everything in sight.

Hazy, incomparably blurry, as if separated from the real world by a wall. The voices of all beings came from outside the wall, and they could touch all kinds of emotions against the wall, but they were extremely faint. In this extremely light feeling, a faint pain accounts for half of it.

It was hatred of the world, like red-hot coals, burning and aching in the chest.

The 103,000 demon spirits sealed in the "Netherworld Picture Scroll" broke out of the prison.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, greed and hatred, love and separation, can't ask for it, resentment will ...... All the evil, all the hatred, all the sin, all the pain, all the evil in the world are reproduced here.

Even the stupid and resentful spirits that the high monk Yunzhong could not control, and everything that was the most stupid, greedy, hated, loved and feared in the depths of their souls was turned into reality from dreams, eroding the present world, and enveloping Jiang Chen and Blood Emperor Zun, two equally dazed souls, and they were all involved in the dream of the demons in their hearts.

The flames enveloped his body, and the pain became more and more intense, in addition to the pain that pierced the depths of his soul, there was also a cold that made him shiver. The temperature is extremely high, and what brings people is not mild scalding, but bitter cold.

The Blood Emperor Venerable shuddered.

The cold and pain dominated all his feelings, but his soul still struggled into an emotion called hatred under the burning fire.

He cursed the injustice of heaven!

Why is the human heart so vicious, selfish and ignorant, never satisfied, shameless, and treacherous?

Why did the promise of three lives become a joke?

Why did you let me go back to this hell on earth!

Why is it that if I am as strong as me, I will be defeated?

I curse the world! One day, I will overthrow the human world, swallow the light with darkness, dominate the world with pain, and let all the lowly and shameless creatures taste the same pain!

All over the world, look at your filthy faces! It's because of you that I have to endure the pain of this fall!

The power of nothingness and darkness stretched out, and the illusions of the scorching cold sea, the wind and sand that covered the sky and the sun, the extremely cold ice field, the Yellow Spring Nine Shadows, and the Jade Gate of the Immortal Palace were blurred and faded away as the darkness spread, until there was no trace and dissipated like clouds.

Pitch black, endless pitch blackness.

The Blood Emperor Zun suddenly screamed and woke up from his sleep.

When I opened my eyes, I saw flickering candles, red tents all around, and dark incense wafting in the air, everything was a familiar scene, and yet, it seemed like a thousand years had passed.

"Emperor ......"

A delicate and sultry cry beside him brought him back to his senses.

Blood Emperor Zun turned his head and saw that next to him was a woman with a peerless face, graceful and unprovoked, with a charming smile on her delicate face, but she did not hide that noble and elegant bearing.

In this way, his heart flashed like lightning in an instant.

"Hundred Flowers...... "Blood Emperor Venerable muttered to himself, his voice so soft that only he could hear it.

Is this a dream?

She's still with me.

Is this proud, stubborn, stubborn, scheming, and most innocent and lovely woman still with me?

"Emperor!" Princess Baihua raised her voice, stretched out an arm and waved it in front of the Blood Emperor Venerable, and complained softly, "What are you thinking, don't care about others!" ”

The Blood Emperor's vague focus re-solidified, looking at the woman he loved and hated, suppressed his heart, smiled slightly, and replied, "I had a dream just now. ”

"What dream?" Princess Baihua raised her face curiously and leaned closer.

"In my dream, I went three hundred years later, and I was still on this side of the sand dune, but it was no longer the same thing."

"Three hundred years......," Princess Baihua pursed her lips, "the concubine has become an ugly old woman!" ”

The Blood Emperor Zun glanced at her deeply and said lightly, "Don't worry, you were already dead at that time." ”

"Dead?" Princess Baihua opened her mouth slightly, tilted her head, and looked pitiful, "Ah, people haven't even lived to be three hundred years old, it's too miserable!" Tell me how I died? ”

"Haven't figured it out yet." The Blood Emperor Venerable couldn't stand such a look, and looked away a little to maintain the indifference of his voice, "When I passed, I didn't see you, so you must have already died." And I have become a demon who is hated by everyone, and I am hunted down by countless people......"

Princess Baihua laughed out loud: "It's ridiculous! You are the master of these 800 miles of sand dunes, the number one sword saint in the world, who can hunt you down? Who has the guts? ”

"Probably not now, maybe there will be later. One person may not have it, but many people get together and have ......"

"Emperor, you can't help but be a little worried!"

"Perhaps, I'm overthinking." The Blood Emperor Venerable smiled with her.

"There is a concubine watching here, who dares to betray you? If anyone has this courage, the concubine will not be able to spare him first! Princess Baihua propped herself up, put her right hand on her waist, and pretended to scream fiercely.

The Blood Emperor Zun came back to his senses, his eyebrows trembled, and he looked at Princess Baihua suddenly, but saw her gazing at him gently, her eyes full of affectionate veins, pure as snow in the sun, without the slightest shadow.

What a long time, what a wonderful hallucination, when she was really madly in love with me, until twenty years later......

Blood Emperor Venerable's heart tingled, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, trembling slightly, and hugged the long-lost delicate body.

Everything was as beautiful as it was when we first saw it.

Blood Emperor Zun clenched his fists and secretly thought, even if this is just a short-lived and false dream, I am willing to accompany her to sink......

As for the loneliness of the endless night for more than two hundred years, and the short-lived sobriety and hatred like an epiphany, he left it behind and did not want to think about it again.

……

"Sister Su!" With tears streaming down her cheeks, Hienin ran over in a panic.

She desperately picked up Su Yunqing on the ground, but found that she was out of order, her face was covered with blood, and she couldn't wake up at all.

She raised her head again and saw that the Blood Emperor Venerable and Jiang Chen next to her were motionless and maintained a standing posture, but they were by no means still.

Countless faint and flickering halo patterns rose from around the two men, flowing and changing, intertwined with light and dark, dancing wildly, trying to absorb the souls of onlookers.

In the patterns that emerged in that instant, there were all kinds of figures, emperors and generals, peddlers and pawns, monks and monks, women and children, and all kinds of criminals and prisoners who suffered and committed crimes. All kinds of joys, sorrows, and fears during their lifetimes were magnified here, interwoven into an invisible net, starting from Jiang Chen's body and wrapping the respect of the Blood Emperor.

Xining was in a trance for a moment, and then she heard bursts of familiar Sanskrit sounds, like morning bells and dusk drums hammering in her heart. As soon as she let it go, all the false illusions were pierced, and she saw directly the poor soul who was struggling in the sea of suffering.

She came back to her senses from her stupidity, and her ears echoed the proverb whispered in front of the ancient Buddha of the green lantern in the past: "All beings are greedy, hateful, and infatuated, and eventually they are snares, and they are cocooned and bound ......"

In an instant, all kinds of tastes came to her heart, and she involuntarily stretched out her hands, trembling, and slowly stretched into the ever-changing light and dark shadows, opened her mouth slightly, and followed the incantation that came from nowhere, and recited softly—

"Riddled with Seven Poisons, Forever Sinking ......"

The immature face became extremely calm, tranquil, and sacred, and a layer of auspicious light rose from her body, singing in a low voice with low eyebrows, revealing an awe-inspiring and inviolable look.

In an instant, the speed of the halo around the Blood Emperor Venerable accelerated several times, condensing into thousands of illusory figures, all overlapping and intertwining on him in an instant.

Suddenly, he was attacked by such a powerful and strange supernatural power, and the figure of the Blood Emperor Venerable in his eyes was already extremely blurred.

In the future, Venerable Guanyin was angry, and he reaped unexpected results in his first shot. The Blood Emperor's primordial spirit soon couldn't support it, and walked towards the end of the withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the distance, after a fierce psychological struggle, Ye Xingsoul gritted his teeth and broke away from Yin Meng's hand, and rushed towards this side quickly.

Even a little girl knows to give up her life, and there is no reason for my courage to lose to her!

Yin Meng looked at his figure that never returned, and his eyes showed resentment and despair.

Suddenly, I heard someone say in my ear, "What a rude man he is!" For such a beautiful little lady, I don't know how to cherish it, it's just a tyrannical thing. And I'm different...... Eh, little sister, what are you in a hurry, I'll go over after I finish this...... Let go! Stinky girl, you're going to die......"

The people who had planned to flee separately for their lives, after seeing a glimmer of hope, resolutely rushed to the front.

The duel between the five top masters just now happened too quickly, and the rabbit rose and fell, changing rapidly, dazzling and dizzying, and they couldn't raise the courage to participate in the battle.

In just a few breaths, three of the four Xuangang masters on his side fell, and the rest of Jiang Chen was also bright red, as if he had been fished out of blood water, and he was shocked to look at.

Even now, when the Blood Emperor Venerable and Jiang Chen were in a stalemate, Ye Xingsoul and the others wanted to intervene, but they felt terrified.

Because the battle between the two seems to be quite long, in fact, it is only a few breaths from beginning to end, and I don't know if it will be in time.

If they arrive at the time of victory, then all they can do is to lose their lives.

The figure of the Blood Emperor Zun gradually came into view.

Although Ye Xingsoul tried his best to maintain his apparent calmness, the anxiety and panic in his heart were so thick that he couldn't hide it, which could be seen from the steps he took. In fact, it was just a few steps away, and it was a blink of an eye for a swordsman like Ye Xingsoul, but as the figure of the Blood Emperor Venerable became clearer and clearer, a trembling feeling like an electric shock arose in his heart.

After seeing the chaotic and violent dark red sword waves, who could maintain peace of mind in the face of such a terrible enemy?

But the poor one, who indulges in vanity, does not yet know that the time of death is coming.

The dream was reversed and confused, and in the flick of a finger, twenty years had passed.

Night rain in the Red Mountain.

The roar of the storm was isolated from the tent, the red candles were warm, and the room was beautiful.

The smell of strong wine wafted in the room, and the footsteps of the servants outside were low and hurried, for fear of disturbing the master's interest.

The Blood Emperor Venerable stared at the delicate face under the flickering candlelight, and saw that Princess Baihua's eyes were flowing, as if she was about to drip water.

He sighed in his heart, and said softly: "Which fairy is it, who has fallen into the mortal world for me privately......"

Princess Baihua lowered her head slightly, blushing on her cheeks, her starry eyes were lowered, a shallow smile spread out at the corner of her mouth, her mouth opened slightly, and she called softly: "Emperor Zun ......"

The Blood Emperor Venerable sniffed the fragrance in her hair, and his heart was intoxicated.

It would be great if we could go on like this forever......

"Emperor!" Princess Baihua's temples were scattered, pressed the palm of the Blood Emperor's hand, and said, "The concubine has something to tell you." ”

She got up and dusted off her clothes, turned her back to look at the wine jug on the purple case, stepped forward with her soft feet, and staggered over.

Seeing that she picked up the pot of wine, the Blood Emperor Venerable's mood sank, and the left palm hidden behind him quietly clenched into a fist, and his face became a little stiff.

This day, after all, came as scheduled.

Just like what she had experienced, she finally picked up the pot of poisonous wine containing the saliva of the Nine Shadows and Phoenix, and handed it to me with her own hands.

No matter what I do, I can't change this outcome.

Pity me at that time, even if I was betrayed and bloodied, I never suspected her in the slightest.

It wasn't until she appeared in person that I broke my will......

"Over the years, Emperor Meng has been wrongly loved, and the concubine is grateful, so I will give you a cup." Princess Baihua picked up the golden bottle and filled it full.

"Excuse me." The Blood Emperor Venerable stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and gently put the wine glass aside, "Between you and me, if you say this kind of thing, you will see the outside." ”