Huo Ran, an evil cultivator with a fleshy face, raised his hand, and a richer earthy yellow light condensed in his palm.

Just as he was about to slap it with a hideous face, a blood-colored veil flew from the direction of the blood pool, wrapped around the young man's waist like a life, and pulled him towards the blood pool.

The evil cultivator who was left in place regained his freedom, and was about to turn away, when he was swallowed by the attacking black python, leaving only the knife pinned to his waist fell to the ground with a "clang" sound.

The underground hall was quiet for a moment.

There was a "bang" in the blood pool, and the boy who fell down was held out by the people by the pool, he was soaked, bowed his head and choked and coughed, and the water droplets rolled down from him one after another, like a chaotic jade jumping bead, falling back into the pool.

The man who was holding him placed him on the steps by the pool, and the shadows of the two men were reflected in the water.

The man soaking in the pool has a pair of intoxicating peach blossom eyes, even when he is not smiling, the corners of his eyes are slightly curved, and his eyes are always full of love.

The boy he rescued sat on the highest step in the pool, two heads taller than him, looking at him with a little surprise in his eyes.

Yan Xun remembered that he was between life and death, and his eyes were also unyielding, like two burning glass pure fires, and a glimpse of it was tempting.

Between the glances, a drop of water fell from the young man's eyelashes, Yan Xun's eyes moved, and he looked down along the droplet-

I saw that the original fairy white clothes on the young man's body were soaked, sticking to his body, outlining the flesh and bones.

The hem of the robe spread out like flower petals floating in a pool of blood, and the light fabric outlined the slender and tight lines of the calf, and the owner of the calf moved restlessly, and the string of golden bells on the ankles sounded like a rain.

A deep light flashed in Yan Xun's eyes.

He reached out and grasped the young man's left foot, feeling the snow-white arch reflexively tense under his fingers, stepping on the water, causing the string of golden bells to make another crisp sound.

"Temple service?"

Yan Xun's voice sounded, so warm and mellow that it was like a lover whispering, even the Demon Domain City Lord, who had been wandering among the flowers for a long time, had to admit that this white-clothed golden bell was bewitching.

Before Chu Yiyang could speak, Xu Yu, who had been quiet before, suddenly said with compassion: "Who is he?" Do you want me to kill him for you? ”

For the first time, Xiaobawang was tempted to like a person, put away his paws to reveal his soft belly, and he was very satisfied just by sticking to him, but as soon as this person came up, he got started, which was simply unbearable.

I don't know where he got so angry, Chu Yiyang didn't plan to explain more, just told him briefly: "He is Yan Xun, one of the Seven City Lords of the Demon Domain, you can't beat him." ”

Yan Xun raised his head, thinking to himself who brought the bell to the young man in front of him.

The clothes belonging to the temple serving disciples are so elegant and fairy, coupled with this string of bells, it makes a trace of depravity in the holiness.

He remembered the first time he saw this young man, all the people who were arrested were afraid of the evil cultivators under the blood river, and he was the only one who stood in front of the weak, and he did not retreat in the face of life and death.

As a monster born in the dark, Yan Xun couldn't resist this kind of look.

Since he rescued the person, Yan Xun didn't want him to show a scared look at him.

He let go of his hand, and felt the boy shrink back all of a sudden, trying to move to a corner farther away from him to avoid himself, but he was uneasy by the blood and yin qi surging in the pool of blood.

"Don't worry." Yan Xun looked at him and said gently, "I'm not like them, and I won't do anything to you." ”

After he said this, he saw the young man retract his gaze from the pool and look towards him, with a hint of suspicion on his beautiful face, and after a while, he slowly spoke: "Then what are you pulling me down for?" ”

The sound quality of the boy is cold, like a clear spring on the top of a mountain, mixed with tiny ice chips when it flows.

The group of evil cultivators just now. Adultery and plunder, not a good person, but the person in front of him is not the right way at first glance, and he must have other plans to save himself.

Yan Xun chuckled, as if he thought he was very interesting.

After devouring the scum outside, his black python swam back against the ground, silently circling the pool of blood, and then entrenched on the periphery, its wheel-sized golden pupils reflecting the shadows of the two people at the pool.

With a "bang", the water surface fluctuated, and it was Yan Xun who raised his hand and pulled the young man sitting at the top of the steps down.

When the young man was afraid of sinking and struggled subconsciously, Yan Xun supported him and encircled the person to his side.

"It's just that I'm bored in the pool alone, so I want to pull someone who is pleasing to the eye to come down as a companion. In return...... he pressed against the boy's right ear, "and when I'm done healing, I'll take you out." ”

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Chapter 8

He said it easily, but in fact, the injuries he suffered were very tricky, and it was difficult for the healers who visited the entire Demon Domain to heal, so he found Aoba Mountain City and used the underground blood pool of the Blood River Ancestor to heal his injuries.

By the time Yan Xun said this, Chu Yiyang had already untied Xu Yu and let him out.

Xu Yu was still angry about the sentence that he couldn't win Yan Xun, and as soon as he regained his freedom, he thought that Chu Yiyang was ready to let him make a move, and he was about to show his fangs, but he didn't expect Chu Yiyang to say to himself through the link: "It's time for you to show a virtuous brother, go and break the formation." ”

He came to the underground blood pool to make up for this plot of heroes saving beauty, the purpose has been achieved, and the consideration of turning the young master of the Ghost King Sect into a puppet is also reflected. The yin qi in the blood pool was so heavy, a lifeless puppet in the pool would not attract the attention of Yan Xun or his demon python.

After letting Xu Yu out, Chu Yiyang calmed down and stayed by Yan Xun's side, looking at his black magic python coiled by the pool.

There are not many people in the Demon Domain who can hurt Yan Xun, he is a natural demon cultivator, a Demon Emperor in the Demon Domain, seven city lords, he is regarded as the son of the mother's inheritance, inheriting her position as the city lord.

His mother, as the previous city lord, was quite crazy, and in order to break through the realm, she conceived a baby and cultivated a forbidden method.

Originally, there was only one fetus in her womb, but after practicing this method, the single fetus became twins, one of which was Yan Xun in human form, and the other fetus in the form of a demonic beast was this black demon python.

It is not only Yan Xun's companion demonic beast, but also his sibling, one person and one python share the same bloodline.

Because of the defective temperament of the demon cultivators, most of them have little chance of ascending, and Yan Xun's mother took the risk, hoping to win a chance to ascend. However, destiny was not blessed, she was attacked by a strong enemy when she was about to give birth, she was seriously injured, and she was counterattacked by the exercises, and her cultivation and flesh and blood were turned into nutrients for the twins in her womb.

Yan Xun was born to kill his mother, and he inherited half of her strength when he was born, and he was accompanied by a demon python with a similar heart, which can be regarded as the strongest combat power among the seven city lords of the Demon Domain. No one in the four realms and three seas has ever seen him make a move, because everything he has seen is already dead, and he usually doesn't have to make a move himself, just release the magic python just now.

The black python coiled on the edge of the pool closed its eyes, and seemed to sense Yan Xun's good mood at the moment, and its tail hidden behind a stone pillar slapped on the ground again and again.

The Blood River Ancestor's large array absorbed the essence blood and soul of the living, and the bottom absorbed the Yin Qi that was continuously drawn out from the Yin and Yang Turning Eyes, Yan Xun soaked in this pool, and his injuries recovered quickly.

However, he originally played Xu Xu Tuzhi's idea, and only intercepted a part of it and brought it to himself to heal his injuries, so as not to alarm the blood river, but he had just rescued the young man next to him, and this movement must not be hidden from the blood river.

Although his injuries have not fully recovered, he has no regrets about saving the boy next to him, but he feels a pity that he can't take a leisurely bath with him.

Yan Xun took up the trick, and Chu Yiyang saw that the water surface around him began to fluctuate from calm to fluctuating, forming a whirlpool around him, extracting the two essences in the blood pool with extremely powerful suction and swallowing it on himself.

Obviously, he didn't plan to hide here, but was ready to fight quickly and fight with the Blood River Ancestor who was about to come down.

In the main hall, at the foot of the Divine Monarch Statue, the Blood River Ancestor suddenly opened his eyes, and realized that the essence blood and pure yin qi he had worked so hard to accumulate were being intercepted below: "Thief, you dare!" ”

How could he endure such a wedding dress? As soon as he smashed the handrail, he was about to move down to the eye of the array to see who was so bold and dared to touch his own things.

However, as soon as he got up, a huge coercion suddenly came from outside the sky!

The sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and in the desert where the yellow sand was originally in the sky, the wind seemed to freeze for a moment.

In an instant, the temperature around him dropped sharply, and large dark clouds condensed over the desert, and snowflakes fell like broken jade, and soon covered the desert with a layer of hoarfrost.

The desert is hundreds of miles in radius, and no matter where they are, they all sense this powerful and undisguised momentum, and stop their movements and raise their heads in a hurry. The Blood River Ancestor, who was just about to go to the underground blood pool, twitched his face, temporarily gave up rushing to the ground, and instead flew into the sky, flying up from where the temple sky light entered, and rose into the sky.

In the castle of Aoba Mountain, both the good and the evil sides who were originally fighting stopped and looked at the sky, and the Blood River Ancestor was swollen in a bloody coat in the wind, as if it was integrated with the blood mist.

A snowflake fell on his face, making his shriveled skin feel a little cold, and his eyes narrowed with flames.

Above the dome, clouds brewing with a blizzard have covered the entire sky.

In the midst of thousands of angry waves, a figure stepped on the clouds.

Every time he took a step, the clouds under his feet condensed into an innocent lotus, and he seemed to be slow and fast in the void, stepping hundreds of miles away to the sky above Aoba Mountain Castle in an instant.

The dark heavy coat on the person who came was like a sail in the wind, and the cuffs of the placket were embroidered with gold thread overlapping lotus flowers.

The Xuanmen in the Northern Realm embroidered their own sect logos on the placket of their disciples to show the difference, but only one person did not use it.

The distinction between the chosen successors of each sect and the ordinary disciples is the hair ornament.

The hair crown of ordinary disciples is independent, and the hair crown of the successors of each sect will lead out several golden "star chains", and when wearing the hair crown, the chain is braided into the hair.

Chu Yiyang is like this, and so is this person who came with the Innocent Lotus.

The "star-holding chain" extending from the base of the lotus crown on his head was woven into his hair, hanging down behind his right ear, silent in the storm and snow, and a pair of eyes that seemed to contain the eternal void looked down on the earth.

Blood River Ancestor's face twitched, if he still had a bit of luck before, then seeing this person who came with the power of heaven and earth at this moment, seeing his face with the four realms and the Qiankun sword on his waist, he could no longer mistake his identity.

In the blood pool, whether it was Yan Xun, who was about to fight with the Blood River Ancestor with injuries, or Xu Yu, who sneaked into the depths of the blood pool to break the formation, there was a fighting spirit in his heart.

Who's up there?

The wind in the sky was strong again, thunder broke out, and the electric light illuminated the figure standing in the void.

The people in the city saw clearly the one that made countless people yearn for it in the four realms, and even the best painter couldn't draw one-tenth of his handsome face, and only shocked his pupils contracted: "It's Beitang...... The cold night of Beitang is coming! ”

Kunlun sword, Lang Yan is unique.

Such a person, just standing there, is enough to tarnish the heavens and the earth.

Chu Yiyang's plot exploration progress bar appeared in front of his eyes, and as soon as the cold night in Beitang came, the plot of [Aoba Mountain City] directly advanced by 5%, and only 90% of the part to be explored remained.

What is Protagonist? Here it is.

The world revolves around him, and all the stories exist because of him.

In the plot of the original book, the Blood River Ancestor set up this Blood River Great Array in Aoba Mountain City, and it was the cold night of Beitang who came to break the formation.

This plot itself will end by him, so Chu Yiyang is not worried that he will not be able to break the big array.

He raised his eyes and looked towards the center of the blood pool, his purpose was just to know which force was behind this blood river array.

"Hehehehe...... Hahaha......"

The hoarse laughter of the Blood River Ancestor, like the continuous friction of two pieces of metal, spread over Aoba Mountain Castle, and the blood mist in the city was surging, like a sea of blood, constantly rising and falling with his laughter.

The monks in the city looked at the independent figure in the sky with wind and snow through the blood mist, and felt that the breath they exhaled was covered with white mist, and in the blood mist that even the moonlight could not penetrate before, patches of white snow were falling at this moment.

In the midst of the snow, the laughter of the Blood River Ancestor paused, and when he spoke, his voice spread throughout the entire Aoba Mountain City: "I don't know if the sword is driving the lotus, it's really a long way off." ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, he called out the identity of the person who came, and confirmed everyone's speculation, and the reactions of the good and evil factions in the city were different.

The decent monks were shocked and happy, but the evil cultivators were extremely shocked, before they also felt that they had the blessing of blood mist in the blood river array, sitting on the green leaf mountain city, and they could be invincible in the world, but now when they heard the name of the North Hall Hanye, they only felt a chill down their backs.

The Kunlun Sword Sect has lasted for tens of thousands of years, and has produced a total of 23 sword masters and more than 100 sword masters.

Every Sword Venerable is a sword before becoming a Sword Venerable, but not every Sword Venerable can become a Sword Venerable.

Everyone cultivated a different way of swords, and among the more than a hundred people, only two of them cultivated the way of killing.

One of them is the twenty-second Sword Venerable, who is the master of the current Sword Venerable and the ancestor of the North Hall Cold Night, while the second is the North Hall Cold Night.

In the same realm, the combat power of the sword cultivator was twice as strong as that of other cultivators, and the sword cultivator who cultivated the killing path was more than three times stronger than the sword cultivator of the same rank.

The cultivation of the Killing Dao is fast and strong, but there is only one person in the Kunlun Sword Sect who chooses this path, and the second person who chooses this path is also in his lineage, just because of the cultivation of the Killing Dao, the stronger it is, the closer it will be to madness.