The majestic demonic power flowed violently in Chu Yiyang's dantian and meridians, making him tremble uncontrollably even when he took a step.

Coming to the center of the pool, Chu Yiyang stuck to the people in the pool, and felt that the pool water was cold in the pain that he was already familiar with, but at this moment, it was menacing and extremely violent, and the person who was touched by himself was colder than the pool water.

He was like a piece of ice and a sword, completely oblivious to external objects in his meditation, and there were no ripples in his heart.

Chu Yiyang had no way to wake him up with his voice, and it was so painful that he could only see the color on Beitang's lips in his somewhat blurred vision.

He reminded himself again that he shouldn't have broken his meditation, let alone posted it when the other party was practicing, but it hurt him too much.

He used the hint of "beauty" and whispered: "Open your eyes and look at my ......"

In the pool, the sword that was originally like an ice sculpture beauty was distracted, his brows furrowed, and his lips became a little redder than before.

Originally, it was born on its own the moment the young man entered the water, but the love fire that he forcibly suppressed burned like a reaction, and through the connection between the blood contracts, it was transmitted to Chu Yiyang.

With his hands on the shoulders of the person in front of him, almost the entire potential water, like a bewitching water ghost, the young man who wanted to pull him out of the entry level couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the cold air entered his lungs through his mouth and nose, and instantly became hot.

The fire of love caused by the blood pact overshadowed his pain, and also deprived him of keeping that little sobriety in the pain.

He looked at the man in front of him, took another deep breath, and dived into the water.

……

The surface of the water fluctuated, and under the layers of ripples were white clothes and jet-black hair.

The sound of dripping water into the pool is doubled in the ears of those who have closed their eyes and fight against the lust, and the cold of the pool water cannot lower the temperature, and the skin under the white single coat is dyed with color, like peach blossoms blooming in the snow.

Beitang's eyebrows frowned even more tightly in the cold night.

The space of the cave seemed to expand indefinitely, so that the sound of dripping water fell on his ears, hollow and loud, like an unbridled mockery.

Transparent droplets of water slid down his lips, and his eyelashes trembled behind the black cloth.

Even though he knew that all he saw when he opened his eyes was a tumbling boundless black mist, he was trying his best to resist, resisting the boy's "open eyes".

He maintained his sobriety, trying to prove that he could resist the influence of the other, but the blood pact between the two had already transmitted his true wavering to the other before the calm on his face had collapsed.

With a "bang", Chu Yiyang, who had dived into the water, surfaced again.

The wet black hair stuck to the side of the boy's face like a snake, and his eyelashes were covered with water, which suppressed the original arc, and his eyes reflected the perfect but cold face of the sword.

He pressed it up, as if aggrieved by his disregard for his closeness, and stretched out his right hand to caress the black cloth that covered his eyes.

However, when his fingertips were still inches away from the strip of cloth, his wrists were grabbed.

The cold ice around Jianzi's body was broken, and he was finally completely dragged out of his meditation, maintaining such a posture of bowing his head and "looking" at the person in his arms for a moment, and then grabbed the person who affected him and kissed it.

In the cave, the temperature dropped sharply from the pool.

The water froze, and the boy shivered, and in the water he got closer and closer to the only source of heat in front of him.

At the other end of the mountainside passage, a pale golden half-moon arc string hit the mountain wall.

With a thud, shards of earth and stone fell, revealing a half-human-high entrance.

"Yingying, get in!" On the belly of the mountain, two figures, a man and a woman, appeared on the narrow mountain path that could only stand on the soles of half a foot.

The young master of the Tianqin Sect, who was dressed in blue brocade, made a hole in the mountain wall behind him that could accommodate him, allowing the pink-clothed girl beside him to hide in first.

The girl didn't make an immediate move, but maintained holding his hand to stabilize her posture on the mountain path, looking down.

I saw that in the canyon below, thousands of monsters, large and small, ran through like a torrent, as if they were avoiding something terrifying behind them.

The young master of the Tianqin Sect urged again, and then she withdrew her gaze and wanted to drill towards the hole he had opened up.

But at this moment, from this open hole came a chill that seemed to freeze people's blood, and there was a terrifying demonic aura that seemed to come from the ancient wilderness.

Yingying's movements froze in place suddenly, and a look of horror appeared on her face.

Beside her, the young master of the Tianqin Sect, who had originally urged her to hide in, even grabbed her, and his face turned a little pale.

It was because of the beast tide below that they were separated from the others, so the two of them wanted to find a place to hide first, but they didn't expect that the nameless mountain belly that was opened with a single blow was full of such terrifying demon beasts.

"Let's go...... Yingying's voice trembled, "Let's go!" "Take advantage of the fact that the demon beast inside has not come out, hurry up!

The young master of the Tianqin Sect didn't dare to speak, for fear of alarming the terrifying existence entrenched inside, so he hurriedly urged the only remaining spiritual power and left with her from the belly of the mountain that had been opened by himself.

This year's Aoba Secret Realm was so terrifying, there was still a month before the entrance to the secret realm opened again, and he was very skeptical that they would be able to leave alive.

In the center of the secret realm, the huge body of the heaven-level Kui Dragon was in the huge pit left by the battle that day.

Its demon pill had been taken, but the people who killed it seemed to disdain to take away this body of flesh and blood essence rich in demon power, so they attracted countless monks who had entered the secret realm to come here to take a part of Kui Long's body.

In the same way, this corpse also attracted the powerful demon beasts in the secret realm.

The edge of the pit was littered with broken magic weapons, demon beasts, and the corpses of monks, and there were only four demon beasts left wandering here at the moment.

From a bear as big as a mountain to a fox as light as a cat, they restrained each other and confronted each other, all wanting to monopolize the flesh and blood essence of Kui Long, so that they could break through and become the new overlord of the Aoba Secret Realm.

Those beast tides that were rushing towards the four fields from the center were afraid of the strength of these four top-level demon beasts, and instinctively wanted to avoid their battle range and not be affected.

After clearing the field, the remaining four contenders for the next overlord in the Central Secret Realm, they didn't confront each other for too long, and after a few screams, they quickly fought together!

……

In the center of the secret realm, the aura is turbulent, and the weather changes again.

The torrential rain, which had been stopped for almost a month, began to rain again.

"Our northern border deserves to be called Beize, and even the secret realm has such heavy rain."

The monk who escaped death from the monster beast struggle and the outbreak of the beast tide stayed away from the central area, listening to the roar outside accompanied by the torrential rain and thunder, and thought with palpitations that the demon beast was really different from humans, and could fight for seven days and seven nights in a row, and it was not exhausted.

Thinking about it this way, it is not surprising that even the Kunlun Sword Sect has to pay such a big price for killing a heaven-level Kui Long.

Next to the fire in the cave, a young girl broke the dry branch in her hand, threw the broken part into the fire, looked at the fire in front of her and said: "I heard that among the seven great seats of the Kunlun Sword Sect, there are only two alive, I don't know where the sword is now." ”

Most of the people in the cave had seen Beitang come in the sky on a cold night in Aoba Mountain Castle before, causing a blizzard, and then nailed the Blood River Ancestor through with a sword, and in any case, he felt that he should not have died in a battle with the heaven-level Kui Dragon like this.

Fu Yueshu sat alone in the corner of the cave.

Soon after entering the secret realm, she was separated from her fellow disciples, and then acted together with several female disciples of the Hehuan Sect that she met on the way.

Because she is the future Taoist companion of the young master, these girls of the Hehuan Sect have a very good attitude towards her, but after she and them were separated in the beast tide, she came together with the group of people in the cave now.

Sitting alone in the corner, she was a little out of place in silence.

"It's hard to say." Hearing the girl mention the cold night in the North Hall, some male disciples from other sects shook their heads, "No matter how powerful he is, he hasn't crossed the catastrophe yet, and four of the seven major seats have fallen." ”

The unfinished words in the back couldn't be more obvious, he had been immersed in the Tribulation Period for many years, and even two of the Sword Sect Masters who were in the Tribulation Great Perfection had fallen, so what was so strange about him even if he couldn't survive?

Fu Yueshu listened to the whispers by the fire, lowered her eyes silently, and suddenly heard the person next to her whisper to herself: "Senior Sister Fu, your unmarried Taoist companion disappeared before the Qingye Secret Realm opened, if he can't come back like Jianzi, how will you stay?" ”

She looked up and looked at the person beside her, and saw that the girl who was questioning her had unfeigned worry on her face, unlike the third senior sister in the door who always wanted to watch her play, so she shook her head and said in a low voice: "I don't know." ”

The white jade hairpin that had been worn in her hair, and when the evil cultivator wanted to capture her, it burst out with tremendous power, killing all the evil people around her, and it had turned into powder, and she couldn't piece back the slightest bit of it.

Fu Yueshu had a faint feeling that when he gave him this white jade hairpin, he seemed to have foreseen what kind of crisis she would encounter in Qingye Mountain City.

This is the talisman he gave her, and it is also like the last goodbye he gave her, the white jade hairpin turned into powder, and the red thread of fate between them may have been broken.

At the edge of the secret realm, in another cave, the sound of flipping books sounded by the fire.

Flipping through it, the voice suddenly stopped, and the reader said faintly: "I can't brush it during the day, and I can't escape it at night." ”

Chu Yiyang's robe was changed, he put down the book in his hand, and "Yuan Gongfu Miscellaneous Records" was written on the cover.

This is a book taken out of the storage bag in the cold night of the North Hall, although Chu Yiyang has recovered his cultivation, but he has only recovered a little bit, and he can't practice until the demon pill is refined, so he asked for a book to read from the cold night of the North Hall.

Beitang opened the storage bag to him on a cold night.

There is a dual connection between them with "beauty grace" and blood contract, Chu Yiyang can directly open everything that has his spiritual imprint, even his Qiankun sword.

As a sword cultivator, the collection in the storage bag of Beitang's cold night is all sword books, which is very boring for Chu Yiyang, and only this miscellaneous book that records the situation of the netherworld makes him still interested.

After all, there is a yin and yang rolling eyes under Aoba Mountain City, and Xu Yu is still in the dark at the moment.

But he didn't expect to read a book late at night, and even reading this could see the food chapter.

Yuan Gongfu is really full of adventurous spirit, and spends a full chapter in this miscellaneous book to introduce how the food in the underworld can be.

And Chu Yiyang has only eaten roasted snakes in the past month or so, except for the berries that grew by the pool. Snake meat can be eaten once or a second time, but it will be tired after the third time, and the fruit will be the same.

Beitang opened his eyes in the cold night, and it was dark in front of him.

He heard the boy say, "When I get out of here, I'll have a good meal." ”

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Chapter 20

Although Chu Yiyang did not deliberately lower his voice, he said this sentence closer to talking to himself.

Beitang only has a sword in his heart, how can he know what is delicious in the four realms and three seas, not to mention that after going out, the two will part ways, and they will not see each other again.

If in normal times, if they heard a disciple in the Sword Sect say such a thing, Beitang would definitely punish them to go to the Siguo Hall for reflection.

Although the practice of sword cultivation is firm, there are different personalities, and there are also people who are susceptible to external influences, and they need to be corrected at all times. But at this moment, when he heard Chu Yiyang say this, he thought of those disciples who were punished by himself and went to the temple.

When they talk about where the fish is the freshest, where the fruit is the best, and where there are restaurants in the city that are good at cooking, they will be full of energy.

It is said that even if the immortals who have entered the shrine smell the fragrance when they pass by, they will be drawn down from the heavens.

This is an exaggeration, but it is also a testament to the appeal of these delicacies to them.

However, in their mouths, the most respected is the Valley of Seven Feelings.

The spiritual food cooking technique of the Seven Feelings Valley is special, whether it is a human race or a demon race, it can be beneficial after eating, but the conditions for entering the valley are harsh, even if the Mahayana monks want to taste it, they have to make an appointment.

Beitang wanted to know in the cold night, what could make the person in front of him equally bright, so he asked, "Four realms and three seas, where do you want to go?" ”

Although he knew that Beitang was not in the middle of the night at this moment, Chu Yiyang was still a little surprised to hear that he actually responded to him.