Chapter 806: Nine Deaths and Rebirth

"Humph!"

Liu Lianlang's last sword slashed the huge ghostly thing that hundreds of people of the Red Tears Clan turned into nothing, and he couldn't help but snort coldly, and said in his heart, just rely on you things to be embarrassed to move forward, and use the Immortal Yuan Sword to clean you up, it's a bit embarrassing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But then when I was about to go to the next level, I saw a scene around me, and I was a little unhappy. I saw that the red tear people who had split themselves into the air just now rose in a burst of red mist in the air, and they all condensed into thumb-sized red teardrops, and then fell to the ground with a snap.

There were a lot of red teardrops, Liu Lianlang was in front of and behind him, on the left and on the right, and around the space with a radius of more than 100 zhang, even the ghost boat was full of these red teardrops.

Looking at these red teardrops, Liu Lianlang immediately remembered the big rivers he saw on the road to Tear Island, and the countless ruby-like things at the bottom of the river were actually such red teardrops.

Yin red tears are innumerable, crystal clear, red as blood condensation, smashed on the ground and on the ghost boat, suddenly splashed, rolled, bloomed in an instant, turned into red and gorgeous tears, pieces of petals, layer upon layer, also like real flowers, petals trembling in the cold wind around them.

The red tears are the size of a fist, large and beautiful, and they are all over the surrounding space and the ghost boat, as if you are in a bright red lotus lake. Layers of petals kept rolling, the flowers were slowly getting bigger, and then at the center of the flower, floating and slowly standing up one by one.

"I'm snow!"

Liu Lianlang sighed as he learned the interjections that Huanfeng Shenlong learned from the Seven Realms Demon Clan. The Red Tears people who were killed by themselves just now are alive again, not only alive, but one by one has become innumerable. Liu Lianlang was shocked when he saw that his ghost boat was instantly full of people from the Red Tear Demon Clan who had become slightly shorter.

And those beautiful red tears were not wasted, they all became the lotus skirts of these reborn red tear demon clansmen, and they were wrapped around the waists of these white newborn tear demon clansmen.

"Ahh

These new Red Tear Demon Clansmen had just completed their transformation, and they didn't delay at all, and suddenly the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky, and they flew towards the willow waves. Not to mention the one on the ghost boat, waving a weapon such as the magic knife in his hand, he slashed at the willow waves.

"Cut!" Liu Lianlang couldn't help but be furious, he couldn't imagine that the other party was so shameless, he didn't say anything about the free boat, and he bullied people, which was worth it, and he didn't know his surname Liu if he didn't completely clean them up.

Of course, they just cleaned up and died, and they didn't know that Liu Lianlang's surname was Liu. Liu Lianlang let out a clear roar and said: "It's obviously a tear, why do you have to turn into a human form, go against this immortal, and die!"

When Liu Lianlang spoke, he had already danced the Nine Heavens Immortal Yuan Sword into a ball, and the red light curtain in the circle centered on him, quickly expanding to the surroundings, and in an instant, those unobstructed Red Tear Demon Clansmen within a range of dozens of zhang turned into red blood mist one after another in the miserable howl, especially the Red Tear Demon Clansmen in the ghost boat, who were completely melted by the powerful sword rainbow of the Nine Heavens Immortal Yuan Sword.

Seeing that the pressure around him was instantly reduced, Liu Lianlang's heart moved, and he suddenly shot towards the high platform dozens of zhang ahead, and then planned to hover higher.

However, the Red Tears Demon Clan, who had been split into a blood mist behind them, was quickly reborn, and once again the tide surged towards the willow waves, and the number became even larger, and the groups surrounded the willow waves, as if the willow waves were in the center of countless hornets.

This kind of situation makes Liu Lianlang extremely annoying, although the other party is not very strong, but he is always so enthusiastic, wherever he flies, he is surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and his image is really not chic enough.

So in anger, Lu Lianlang simply stopped on the high platform, and there was another burst of the Nine Heavens Immortal Yuan Sword, and in an instant, the red light curtain of the Dao Dao drew a huge rainbow arc and kept slashing around Liu Lianlang.

Wherever the Yin Red Light Curtain went, in the Yin Red Light Curtain, all the Red Tear Demon Clansmen immediately turned into Dan Red Blood Mist again.

This process kept repeating, and it was getting faster and faster, so tired that Liu Lianlang's arms, legs, head and neck hurt everywhere, and he was panting, and he didn't dare to urge the Dragon Ball and the more powerful control of the Nine Heavens Immortal Yuan Sword, for fear of destroying the Yin Yang Hall and hurting his partner.

However, in the process of repeated slaughter, Liu Zhilang slowly found that there were more and more Red Tear Demon Clansmen, their bodies became smaller and smaller, and their complexion became more and more fair and delicate, and they felt like they could be broken.

The magic knife and wand that slashed his own frantically before were simply thrown all over the ground, although he still rushed forward and pounced on Liu Zhilang, but he didn't attack, and he went to that arrogant station, just waiting for Liu Zhilang to kill himself, and their eyes were full of longing.

Liu Lianlang hacked the Red Tear Demon Clan to death and resurrected, lived and died, and it reached ninety-nine eighty-one times, so tired that Liu Lianlang's eyes hurt, and he almost begged the other party not to live anymore.

But the other party doesn't mind at all, he enjoys this process very much, and every time he is resurrected, he will cry until the sky is dark!

As a result, Liu Zhilang not only had to endure physical fatigue, but also suffered spiritual torture, and his soul was exhausted.

Just as Liu Lianlang had a bitter face, holding the Nine Heavens Immortal Yuan in his left hand, staring at the ninety-nine-eighty-first Tuandan's red blood mist that had been split into a blood mist, gasping frantically, and preparing to split the Nine Heavens Immortal Yuan Sword again, the Red Tear Demon Clansmen who had been resurrected again in front of Liu Lianlang had turned into children.

They were all crying and trembling, as if they had been robbed of delicious food.

Looking at their age, they are only five or six years old, boys and girls, all of them are white and delicate, and they look pitiful when they cry. They are in a variety of postures at the moment, some are standing on the ground with their waists crossed, two are holding each other's shoulders, sitting, lying down, crawling in the void and looking down at their ......

No matter what posture, a pair of red eyes flashed, and tears the size of thumbs and tadpoles fell at the same time, and the cry shook the sky.

Liu Lianlang looked at those red tears, and it didn't take long for all the surrounding spaces to be covered, Liu Lianlang couldn't help but be nervous, looking at those red tears, his mind was full of the shadow of the red tear demon clan.

Liu Lianlang, gritting his teeth, violently injected a powerful spiritual power into the Xianyuan Sword, always ready for the other party to die again, but this time it didn't.

"Wow, we've finally been resurrected!"

Around Liu Xianlang, countless children of the Red Tear Demon Clan suddenly cried and jumped, and then rushed towards the birds out of the hole and towards the door of the Yin Yang Hall on the first floor. Some naughty little guys also left a flying kiss for Liu Zhilang when they flew away.

Liu Lianlang saw that these tired red tears demon clansmen finally flew away, and the red tears on the ground did not come back to life, and his heart was suddenly relieved, his eyes flashed with joy, and he lay down in the ghost boat, taking a crazy deep breath.

After a long time, he took a breath, and at this time, the spiritual power in his body gradually recovered. However, after such a process, Liu Lianlang still branded the root of your disease, and when you see red in the future, you will think of the Red Tear Demon Clan. When you see something round, you feel like it's going to bloom.

Without the threat, Liu Lianlang felt a burst of relief, standing on the Xianyuan Sword, holding his hands on his chest, raising the ghost boat, his white hair flying, hunting in silver clothes, and began to pretend to be eggs again.

Leisurely walked along the high platform for a while, and then Liu Zhilang turned a corner, and found that there was a covered bridge in front of him, and after crossing the covered bridge, it was also a huge stone platform-like space.

The stone platform is surrounded by tall and low ancient trees and some low shrubs, and at the same time, the stone platform is surrounded by a small hillside, on which the green grass is verdant, and some inexplicable flowers are dotted among them.

The space of this high platform is obviously much larger than the high platform I just passed, and the color tone is no longer gray, but full of green and shining colors.

Liu Zhilang was happy for a while, and he flew away with the ghost boat on the covered bridge in front of him, thinking that there should be no trouble here, but he was wrong.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a cracking sound came, and then Liu Lianlang saw that on the covered bridges in front of him, there was a mushroom pavilion that was shattered.

After a burst of white fog dissipated, the ninth princess actually carried her head and staggered, and walked towards Liu Yinglang with a model step.

"You?"

Liu Lianlang looked at the other party's headless body, and felt a shock in his heart, and secretly said, how could she appear here? This person is out of this, and she can still walk around?

"Woo woo! Why are you a scoundrel again, it turns out that you are not from the Tear Demon Clan, but thank you, I finally died once!"

The head in the hand of the ninth princess saw Liu Lianlang floating in a gray boat, and then pressed her head again like a hat, turned it a few times, and whimpered.

"Oh, you're not ......," Liu sighed.

"Woo, oh? Are you trying to ask me if I'm not dead, why am I alive again!, then I'll tell you, all of us in the Tear Demon Clan are cultivating the Tear Demon Divine Skill, but not all of the Tear Demon Clan can cultivate the Tear Demon Divine Skill at a higher level. ”

"Like when I never died before, I could only practice some basic introductory techniques of the Tear Demon Divine Skill, and the higher realm of the Tear Demon Divine Skill could only be cultivated by dying again and again and resurrecting again and again. The more times you die, the deeper the Tears Demon Divine Skill you practice after resurrection. ”

"So death is the lifelong pursuit of all of our Tear Demon Clan, and legend has it that after reaching 99,909 this death and rebirth, we Tear Demon Clansmen have reached the ultimate realm of Tear Demon Divine Skill. However, this is just a legend, and we Tear Demon people have never heard of such a person in their history. ”

"For example, my father is already a member of the Tear Demon Clan, the highest level of Tear Demon Divine Skill, but he has only died a thousand times. ”

When the ninth princess saw that Liu Lianlang liked killing so much, she immediately had a good impression of him, and in her words, her red eyes were hazy with tears, and she actually gave birth to a little admiration. Especially looking at the Nine Heavens Immortal Yuan Sword in his hand, he likes to die and live, and he just wants to hit it.

Liu Lianlang listened, it turned out that this was the case, no wonder these tear demon people cried happily when they heard that they were going to die, and the emotional people were just like this, but it was a pain to live without experiencing death!

However, Liu Lianlang was very surprised, it was not easy to die, even if he slapped himself in the mouth, he could also slap himself unconscious, there were too many other methods, jumping into the river, drilling into the sea, the white knife went into the stomach and the red knife came out, starved to death without eating, and found a crooked neck to pretend to be a fruit......

Liu Lianlang couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Liu Lianlang is very puzzled, why is it so difficult for the Tear Demon Clan to die?"

"Alas, it's so easy to die, we Tear Demon Clan are all formed by the evaporated tears of a Tear Demon Tree watered by the tears of a Tear Immortal in ancient times. The Tear Demon Tree is watered by true love, so the friendship is endless, and love and hate are woven forever. And we Tear Demon Clan are all transformed by her true feelings, so we are immortal!"

"Oh, even so, he is already an immortal body, why do he have to die and cultivate that Tear Demon Divine Skill?" Liu Zhilang was even more puzzled.

"However, you know that although we were born from the Tear Demon Tree, we never understood what love was, we could only cry, if we want to have the same mortal emotions as you, we must cultivate the Tears Demon Divine Skill, die at least once, and then slowly appreciate people's emotions. Do you think, where are the tear demon people willing to live without the slightest emotion, what is the difference between that and the dust that no god wants to think about!?"

The Ninth Princess sighed faintly, her words had experienced a death, and she was full of sad emotions.

When Liu Lianlang heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, in this vast world, among the Three Realms and Nine Domains, there are really no surprises, there are those who pursue immortality, and there are those who pursue death, and they are all obsessed and persistent, and they do not hesitate to do anything.