Thinking that after Beitang sobered up, there was no longer such a connection between the two, and the problem could be much simpler.

"It's just—" Hell Shura caught his expression and changed his voice, "After washing away his cultivation, he will be in a coma in a mortal state of weakness for a while, as a father, I want you to promise to keep this blood pact for a while longer." ”

The shell of the North Hall is conditioned by medicine, and the prison Shura can rest assured.

But if there is something wrong with his mind, with this blood contract, at least Chu Yiyang can affect him in turn.

"Okay." Chu Yiyang agreed very simply.

He had the experience of using spells to reverse his dreams with the burning aroma of soul flowers, and he knew that when Beitang's mind was lost, he could go in and help him keep Qingming.

Seeing that the two had negotiated, Yao Suo, who was waiting on the side, said tentatively: "Then you can start now?" ”

All this is under their control, and Beitang Hanye, who is the person concerned, doesn't need to know anything, as long as all this is successful, he will be able to regain his life when he wakes up again.

The corner of the prison Shura's eyes swept towards him, nodded slightly, and then looked at the son sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, focusing on the broken sword in front of him, and said to Chu Yiyang, "Let him come over." ”

This courtyard was deliberately forgotten in the depths of time by the prison Shura, if it wasn't for the giant bear digging a passage from the other direction to lead here, allowing Chu Yiyang and the others to come in by mistake, he might not have come back here again in this life.

Originally, he needed to find a place to dig the medicine pool, but now he didn't need to.

The group went around the courtyard and came to the rear.

There was originally a bamboo forest here, but now there is no trace of it, only the pond that the owner of the yard once dug for his wife who lives here is still there, and it has dried up so that there is not a drop of water.

It was just a thought, and it began to rain over the pool that had dried up.

The purest rootless water in the world washed away the dust on the walls of the pool, poured it on the land belonging to the Demon Realm, and even gave birth to verdant plants and trees that only grew in the human realm.

Chu Yiyang stood beside Beitang on a cold night and saw that the pool was quickly filled with water.

The rain stopped, and Hell Shura raised his hand to pop a little spark from his fingertips and fell into the pool.

The flame did not go out, swaying and sinking, penetrating the bottom of the pool and burrowing into the leylines beneath their feet.

The earthfire flowing deep in the earth immediately changed when it came into contact with this firelight.

As if they had come to life, they followed the path of the fire to the bottom of the pool, and began to heat the water in the pool through the bottom of the pool, which was made of a single boulder.

The clear water of the pool quickly boiled, and the medicine suo made a move.

With a low cry, he plucked a branch from the top of his head, and his gray and messy hair was not held in place by hairpins, but with two branches with green leaves.

The one on the left was plucked off by him, and when he threw it to the ground, the branches took root, and soon grew into a tree that resembled Yao Su himself, short and fat, and lush.

Just if you look closely, you will find that the branches of this tree bear not fruits, but countless treasures.

Yao Suo's belongings are not at ease wherever he is placed, and only by hiding them on an inconspicuous hairpin and carrying them with him can he go to the clinic with peace of mind.

Yao Su was angry and dantian, stretched out his two hands on his heavenly and earthly treasure tree, and kept pulling off rare treasures of different shapes, colors and smells, and threw them towards the boiling pool.

When the first fruit falls into the pool, the color of the boiling water changes.

As more and more exotic flowers and plants were thrown down, the color of the pool gradually changed to a rich black, exuding an indescribable fragrance.

As soon as this aroma of strong vitality came out, the surrounding plants and trees that had grown from the rootless water before were moistened, and they suddenly grew up, swaying gently in the mist.

Chu Yiyang saw the painful expression on Yao Suo's face.

Even if he had collected all the treasures of the world over the years, and had obtained a lot of treasures hidden in the treasure troves of the major factions through the hands of the Lord of the Demon Domain, it would cost him his life to consume it like this.

Just as he tore off the last handful of white strange flowers from his treasure tree and was about to throw them into the pool, the prison Shura who was standing aside issued an order to Chu Yiyang: "Go down." ”

Chu Yiyang immediately sent a thought to the cold night of Beitang, and let him enter the pool directly.

At the same time, the prison Shura who was standing on the other side also followed the medicine pool.

The father and son, who were similar but different, stood opposite each other in the boiling medicine pool, their black hair hanging down and spreading out in the pool water.

Hell Shura pressed his son's chest with one hand, and his fingertips skyrocketed, piercing his flesh and blood!

- He reached in with a hand and grabbed the heart that was entwined in layers of golem silk.

Feeling a domineering force taking over the puppet silk and reinforcing it around Beitang's heart, Chu Yiyang withdrew his puppet silk back.

Almost at the same moment, the time confined by Beitang's cold night was broken.

His true self awoke from his shell, and the heartbroken tears that had condensed under his eyes began to slide down again.

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Chapter 110

A thick black and red fog surged over the medicine pool, and the light in Beitang's cold eyes regained in the cold night.

With his other remaining eye also stained with blood, he began to slide into utter madness.

Crazy screams rang out from the belly of the mountain, and the tumbling black and red mist seemed to turn into an endless killing battlefield.

Countless souls who died in the slaughter showed their heads.

Armed with swords of slaughter, they broke through the mist and swooped down on the edge of the pool.

However, before they could get close to Yao Su and Chu Yiyang's bodies, they were blocked back by the demonic qi that rose to the sky by the pool.

The jet-black demonic qi turned into a barrier, and countless hideous skulls broke free from it, and they fought back towards the existence that these killing thoughts had turned into.

The boiling water reflected the image of the two colliding and shattering.

In the pool, Prison Shura felt that the heart he was holding in his hand was shattering.

The cold night of Kitado returned to the moment when it fell from the edge of the abyss.

His father's face was reflected in his eyes.

Although this was the first time he had seen Prison Shura, the little sobriety he had left was enough for him to conclude the identity of the person in front of him.

Blood tears slid down his cheeks and fell into the pool, and his eyes almost turned blood-red, and the cold night of Beitang forced a voice from between his teeth: "Let go of ......"

With what little sobriety he had left, he expressed his resistance to not wanting to see him.

Even if he died, he didn't want to accept the so-called help from the man he should call his father.

Prison Shura stretched out his hand and wiped the blood on his face, as if he didn't care about his son's hatred for him, and didn't care about his struggle under his palm, just like to comfort a young and ignorant child, telling him in the simplest way: "It's okay." ”

As a father, I will never watch you go crazy, I will not watch you die.

Above the heads of the two of them, the surging demonic qi collided violently with the killing barrier, and then scattered towards the entire medicine pool.

The incompatible black and red colors shrouded the figure of the father and son, gradually blurring.

Standing on the edge of the pool, through the layers of mist, Chu Yiyang could only see the prison cultivator pressing his fingertips against the ancestral aperture in the center of Beitang's eyebrows, and listened to his voice in the road, "When you wake up, everything will be fine." ”

The words fell, and a huge and pure demonic qi erupted in the pool!

The furious force shattered through the sea of spiritual qi in the North Hall, destroying all the points of spiritual power accumulated in his body in an instant, causing the meridians flowing with spiritual power on his body to break inch by inch.

In an instant, a sound wave erupted from the fog that sounded like substance.

The pool splashed in all directions, and the waves that shook out swept across the space in the entire mountain's belly, as if thousands of voices were roaring in pain at the same time.

The majestic and furious aura broke free from the shackles of the body and soared into the sky, turning into a violent whirlpool above the medicine pool.

The temperature of the entire space dropped suddenly, and the grass on the edge of the medicine pool froze and then shattered again.

The boundless snow fell one after another, as if turning this place into a year-round frozen Kunlun peak.

The boiling pool of medicine also quieted down, and began to freeze from the edges.

Chu Yiyang's chest was pounded by the sound wave just now, and his throat was sweet.

Instead, he took a step forward, staring intently at the black and red mist that was tumbling violently and unevenly thick.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see if it was going well inside.

I don't know if the cultivation of abolishing the North Hall will be able to pull him back from the brink of madness as planned by the Prison Shura.

"Hurry, hurry—"

The medicine pot by the pool has already started the second round of filling the medicine pool, and a new round of different heavenly and earthly treasures has appeared on the branches that have just been consumed by him.

The prison Shura has already completely abolished his son's cultivation, and it can be said that he is ruthless, and even the body that originally belonged to the sword cultivation of the Tribulation Period has become full of holes, the meridians are broken, and the slightest cultivation is gone.

Now it's up to him, rely on him to seize the opportunity and use these well-matched heavenly and earthly treasures to reforge the shell of Beitang's cold night, so that he will not cut off his path of cultivation.

Countless treasures were thrown down as if they didn't want money, making a noise in the pool.

The medicine pool water that had originally protected Beitang's divine soul in the first round, tightly locked his last trace of sobriety, and completely dispelled the crazy killing sword intent boiled again.

As the medicine added countless colors to it, the medicine pool, which had once turned into clear water, turned into a dark night again.

It's just that there is a black hole in the pool, constantly absorbing the colors added to it.

It wasn't until Yasuo panted and swept away a tree that the devouring in the pool subsided.

The flying snow stopped, and the majestic aura that had completely lost its roots finally dissipated, taking away the last trace of killing intent that remained.

Activated from under the abyss by the blood of Beitang's cold night, the killing obstacle brought back to the world has also returned to its silent appearance.

They floated on the edge of the pool, as if they had turned into two thin veils of red and black, turning only with the change of the air current.

The demonic aura that shrouded the pool dispersed, and the figures of father and son reappeared in the white mist.

Holding his unconscious son, the Lord of the Demon Realm walked up from the water.

His robe and hair were dripping with water, and he walked past the two of them on the frosty blades of grass, and walked straight towards the courtyard.