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Where is the blade of grass underneath, and where is her witch spirit forbidden here?

At this moment, the ground she saw and touched was as cold as iron, with countless strange patterns on it, combining the hideous and ugly demon and ghost maps, but through these lines, she could still see that the figure reflected on it belonged to her.

It was a huge mirror, the edge of which could not be seen, and the mirror gathered light, not very strong, but cold as frost, piercing her eyes instinctively, but in an instant, she was widened to the limit by the intense pain.

Seyun's body that had just stood up fell back again, and her cheek hit the cold and hard mirror, and this little pain had been completely submerged, and it was not worth mentioning.

She convulsed violently, no matter what kind of charm, what posture, it was meaningless, she only felt that there was an invisible hand, directly inserted into her skull, stirring her brain, and breaking into the bone marrow, sucking roughly, and finally grabbed something and pulled it out.

That feeling, like pulling out the blood vessels of the whole body, hurting to the bones, and also giving a heavy blow to the soul, the first time to break the will defense line of Seyun, she screamed, wanted to hit the ground with her head, but there was no longer any strength, she could only convuls, convulsions, convulsions, convulsions, like a dying caterpillar.

Then she "floated".

The pain seemed to be relieved, but Seyun was also dying, trying to open her eyes and look down, the cold mirror reflected her appearance, and she was just that, behind her shoulders, there was clearly an almost empty blood shadow, stretched out her "hands", and gently hugged her waist.

The blood shadow was blurred, but just looking at the outline, it was still very beautiful, and when Seyun saw this thing, the already cold blood was completely coagulated at the moment.

This is her natal yin demon, and it is where her highest achievement in cultivating the "Five Aggregates Yin Demon Sutra" lies. And she didn't have any intention of summoning the Yin Demon, the reason why this was so must be the result of the accident just now. That terrifying existence actually cut off the natal yin demon that she had cultivated for many years, and forcibly pulled it out from her body!

For the monks who cultivated the Five Aggregates Yin Demon Sutra, the out-of-control Yin Demon was a nightmare.

In the "Five Aggregates Yin Demon Sutra", the Yin Demon is based on the magic weapon, and as soon as the Yin Demon comes out, the magic weapon attached to it also manifests, which is a peach blossom tent covering ten feet of land, and the blood-colored light veil is lifted layer by layer, just covering her. Dozens of blood-colored shadows coiled in it, moaning and sighing, turning into ghost songs and chanting, chanting in unison.

As for the natal yin demon behind Seyun, the demonic qi of Zhou's body and mind is like a fire, and it has been catalyzed to the extreme, and the demon hand between the virtual and the real is caressing back and forth on her body - of course, this is not **, but looking for a place to take a mouth.

Seyun's teeth unconsciously "deserved" sounded, and the biting chill ran through the whole body.

She remembered that this natal yin demon was exactly the one she had captured back then, and she used it to feed the Gu, throwing it into the Gu pool, letting it be bitten by poisonous insects, and hanging its life, cultivating a resentful and ferocious aura, and for ten years, she devoured and bit the female cultivator until only a broken skeleton remained, and it was done.

In the years since, she has used similar methods to create dozens of Yin Demons, using their sky-high resentment to continue to refine her cultivation and carefully control it. Just find a dangerous balance in it, and cultivate all the way to the peak of the void.

And at this moment, the balance was kicked over.

The natal yin demon finally found a satisfactory position, turned into a red light, directly penetrated the muscles and bones, and penetrated into the viscera, and the ants devoured insects. The rest of the yin demons in the peach blossom tent were also "reminded", and in the sound of a ghostly groan, they pounced one after another, drilling in and out of her body.

Every time I cross, I took away and steamed a lot of essence, and I also left all kinds of different pains, which is exactly the various tortures suffered by many yin demons when they were still humans, no more, no less, all of them are fed back to let the color Yun savor.

Seyun immediately burst into tears, falling into a nightmare that would never wake up, and the Yin Demon was busy drilling in and out, and no one was going to hug her anymore, she fell hard, and the cold and hard mirror below was activated in an instant, turning into a pool of boiling blood, engulfing her, and at first contact, her whole body and flesh had the potential to melt.

The two different hedges of pain miraculously brought her to a moment of consciousness and struggled to emerge from the pool of blood.

And in a moment, the heavens changed dramatically. She saw that where she was still in the pool, it was clearly a majestic sea of blood that was crashing against the sky. The tide of blood was churning, the turbidity waves were monstrous, and there were thousands of demons who struggled with her, all kinds of strange shapes, all wailing and begging for mercy, or moaning and cursing, resentment and despair, forming thick clouds, and turning into pouring rain, pouring down, and there was a poison in it, which abrasively eroded the demons that exposed the sea beyond recognition.

There is also purple light and thunder, densely woven like a net, rumbling down, bombarding the demons exposed to the sea, but with the killing, endless.

Seyun was also killed by the thunder, her consciousness was clouded, and she fell to the bottom of the sea, but in an instant, she was pulled back by endless pain, and those yin demons were in the sea of blood, like a fish in water, giggling, and the more lively they entered and exited her body, transporting the past pain back as it was, and reincarnating again and again, endlessly.

I don't know how long it took for her to struggle to the surface of the sea again, and at this time, she was almost indistinguishable from the demons and monsters around her, just instinctively moaning and wailing, forming waves of noisy sounds.

However, Seyun came in late after all, and his mind was still quite clear, even scursing and forgiving, and it was also somewhat organized. She remembered the culprit of her sinking here, and knew how to get out of it. Although she did not know the name of the one, she instinctively visualized his face, blessing it with thoughts of hatred, fear, surrender, etc., hoping to make the person feel the heart and liberate her sooner.

I don't know if this has played a role, this time it is no longer Thunder Tianwei who greets the demons. A bright moon is like a boat, breaking through layers of thick clouds and haze, hanging high in the sky. It is as if it is the eye of the gods, coldly looking down on this turbid and ugly world.

Above the sea of blood, it was strangely quiet, all the demons looked up at the bright moon, and after a short moment, there was suddenly a huge sound wave dozens or hundreds of times before far away, which was very noisy at first, but after only a few breaths, the sound waves had merged into one place, forming a roar like a landslide and tsunami:

"Demon, demon, demon!"

The one after the bright moon seemed to hear this sound full of malice, and suddenly there was a blue and white light, like a heavenly river that was poured out, and it crashed down, instantly strangling the sea demon. Seyun was also among them, but there was another force in the light, locking her, lifting her up, and flying towards the bright moon.

The next moment, the fresh air of the outside world re-poured into her heart and lungs, she was stunned for a moment, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scene in front of her, and suddenly struggled to get up, and threw herself down to the figure in front of her, kowtowing like pounding garlic:

"The Demon Lord is merciful, the slave is still useful, the slave is still useful!"

A deep voice came into his ears: "Yes, you are indeed a little useful just now...... Who did you sell that brand to half a year ago?"