Rong Mingkong, who was blank on a blank piece of paper, had been led by Fang Xingyun to another thorny road that ran counter to kindness when his view of life and death and right and wrong had not been formed.

With Fang Xingyun's guidance and Rong Mingkong's super-first-class cultivation talent, even the fastest dog in the village couldn't catch up with her.

The day of my brother's first seven.

Rong Mingkong plucked a bloody child's heart and appeared in front of his adoptive parents with joy.

"It's a demon, she's a demon!"

The villagers who comforted their adoptive parents were shocked, and looked at Rong Mingkong, who was covered in blood but ignorant, trembling.

Behind Rong Mingkong is another pair of villagers who have lost their children.

Anger, hatred, fear, screaming, hoarse invective accompanied the stone smashing into Rong Mingkong, she sensitively sensed the malice that made her soul tremble, she nimbly dodged the flying stones, and her eyes fell on her adoptive parents motionless.

Rong Mingkong learned the body technique from Fang Xingyun for a few days.

But in the face of the stormy and dense attacks, Rong Mingkong often avoided them, and his body was full of injuries.

"Mother, brother's. ”

Rong Mingkong persistently gave his heart to his adoptive mother.

"Get out, you murderous monster who doesn't blink!" The adoptive father's eyes were cracked, and in a fit of rage, he picked up a wooden stick and smashed it at Rong Mingkong, "Beast!"

"Click. ”

Rong Mingkong's right hand was broken, and his heart, which was still beating, fell to the ground and bounced to his adoptive mother's feet.

After a scream, the adoptive mother fainted.

The scene of Rong Hui in the spirit state was stuffy in his chest.

Enraged, the villagers swarmed up.

In their eyes, Rong Mingkong is not a simple and innocent little girl, but a bloodthirsty monster.

Fang Xingyun, who was hiding in the shadows, appeared as a savior when Rong Mingkong was about to be beaten to death, and the two left the mountain village and came to the Immortal Forest Holy Land.

Rong Hui watched Rong Mingkong, who could be instilled with a distorted view of right and wrong, grow up little by little in the fierce Demon Domain.

The demons hate monks.

Rong Mingkong is a thorn in the eye of the demons.

The history of her upbringing is a history of blood pouring.

Rong Mingkong is not a demon, the demon clan excludes her and assassinates her, she has no sense of identity.

And Rong Mingkong was instilled by Fang Xingyun since she was a child with the concept that monks are all sanctimonious hypocrites, and taught her to ruthlessly kill the sword, eliminate demons and kill the right, and Yu Zheng and the demon are quite famous.

Both the Ruthless Dao and the Shura Dao are the Tao of Killing.

The only difference is that the ruthless Dao beheaded three corpses, with "heaven and earth are unkind and all things are used as dogs", treating all living beings as one, and killing and reason coexist.

The path of assura is a demonic path that completely releases the desire to kill.

As soon as he entered the Shura Dao, it was difficult to control the killing thoughts in his heart, and since then he has become a tool for killing desires.

The ruthless Dao is slightly off, and the pool is the Shura Dao.

Rong Hui watched Rong Mingkong fall into the Shura Dao, and the sword will see blood when it comes out of the sheath, regardless of men, women, old and young, it will not die and will not return to the sheath.

Every time he saw Rong Mingkong doing evil, Rong Hui's hatred for Fang Xingyun increased by a million points.

She didn't know how Fang Xingyun found this clone.

But if she didn't kill Fang Xingyun, her hatred would be hard to get rid of.

"Rong Hui, Rong Hui. ”

Zhou Xi's voice sounded abruptly.

Rong Hui drew his demon-wielding sword and looked around.

At some point, a thick fog appeared in the barrier, and the fog obscured Rong Hui's eyes, and she pricked up her ears to listen carefully to the movements around her.

"Rong Hui, where are you?"

Zhou Xi looked for Rong Hui's voice in the dense fog that did not distinguish between east and west, north and south.

Suddenly, a cold light came from behind, Zhou Xi pulled out his life sword and blocked the murderous sword with his backhand, and his body retreated dozens of meters uncontrollably, "It's me, Zhou Xi." ”

This familiar murderous aura made Zhou Xi immediately know who was coming.

Rong Hui cleared the fog and walked in front of Zhou Xi, looked up and down, made sure it was a real person, and slowly put the heart hanging in his throat back into his stomach, "Why did you come with me." ”

"If I don't come with you, you'll die here. ”

Zhou Xi said vigilantly.

He had been in the realm of gods for half a year, and he couldn't say that he knew 100% about the realm of gods, after all, he knew more than Rong Hui.

For example, this enchantment that Rong Hui does not enter, Zhou Xi has also entered.

This enchantment is the most dangerous and safest enchantment.

Rong Hui's reaction was flat, "Oh. ”

She is not a person who likes to rely on others.

Zhou Xi did not recuperate on Immortal Island, but ran to the place where he finally escaped to himself, Rong Hui's heart did not fluctuate, and even asked him what he was going to do.

Zhou Xi is a person who is unprofitable in her eyes and cannot afford to be early.

Whatever decision is made, it is made after careful consideration.

"The horror of the realm of the gods is not the ghosts, remnants, and demonic cultivators that roam around, but the ubiquitous enchantments. ”

Zhou Xi's pale little face was serious and calm, "You can touch the enchantment here in three or five steps, and you will unconsciously enter your sister Zhou, and if you are lucky, you will get the cave blessed land left by the ancient gods, and if you are unlucky, you will encounter difficult monsters." ”

Blessings and misfortunes depend on them, and misfortunes and blessings lurk.

The realm of the gods is unlike any other.

Here, great wealth and disaster can occur.

Rong Hui didn't relax in the slightest, she didn't have spiritual power now, and she had to be careful with every step forward, "Hearing you say that, you have quite a lot of experience in encountering the enchantment." ”

It seems that he passed through an enchantment by mistake just now, so he ran into Zhou Xi.

"The gap between the enchantment and the enchantment in the realm of the gods is fog. ”

Zhou Xi didn't want Rong Hui to die.

At least Rong Hui can't die for the moment.

He told what he knew and what he knew.

"There are three types of fog here: white, red, black and gold. ”

"The white fog is an ordinary fog, harmless to the body, and half of the hidden in the white fog are monsters with gentle personalities, as long as they don't take the initiative to attack, they won't attack people. ”

"It's dangerous to encounter the red mist, the red mist is a special passage for ghost cultivation, and there is no way to know how many ghost ghosts are hidden in it, the strongest ghost I have ever encountered is the distraction realm ghost of Penglai Pavilion, which is extremely difficult. ”

Zhou Xi almost fell in the red mist, it was a difficult opponent, the methods were extremely cruel and rude, just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.

"Black Mist ......"

Zhou Xi took a deep breath and said with a solemn expression: "It's best to pray not to touch the black fog, there is a curse of the gods in the black fog, once you are entangled, even if you ascend, you will be tortured, and the monks who are cursed by the gods basically have no hope of ascending." ”

Rong Hui understood.

Encountering the black fog is equivalent to coming in vain in this life. 、

Tired, destroy, hurry.

Re-register a trumpet to level up.

Strange ideas reappeared.

Rong Hui: "......"

"A miracle happens when you touch a golden mist?"

Rong Hui has a game of his own in lucky scratch lots.

If you don't move forward, no one knows what you'll come across.

Zhou Xi shook his head, "I haven't encountered it, I don't know." ”

He had experienced both of them.

Zhou Xi once brushed shoulders with the black mist, as if a Mahayana realm power was about to be self-detonated standing beside him, his breathing became cautious, for fear of disturbing the things in the black mist, and even his heartbeat stopped beating.

After the black mist drifted past Zhou Xi, his back was already wet with cold sweat, and his calves and stomach trembled.

Zhou Xi glanced at Rong Hui, who had a strange look, and said, "It seems to be a pity to look at your eyes?"

"It's not a pity, it's ......"

Rong Hui stopped Zhou Xi, "We seem to have unfortunately encountered the legendary black fog." ”

Zhou Xi: "......"

If you say that entering an enchantment is quite a fierce battle with the place.

Then the fog between each enchantment is the buffer zone between the battlefield and the battlefield, and there are all kinds of murderous aura flying over at any time, and you must cheer up your spirit.

"Behind each color of fog is an enchantment that is more than ten million times more dangerous!" Zhou Xi's pupils shrank into the size of a needle, "Run!"

One has no spiritual powers.

A serious injury has not healed.

Two "cripples" here are only waiting for death!

The inky black mist shimmered with a vicious black-red curse.

Even a glance from afar will be doomed.

The speed at which the two fled was fast, and the speed at which the black mist moved faster.

It was as if swallowed in the stomach by a huge black mouth.

Rong Hui and Zhou Xi were instantly submerged.

The red curse glittered beside Rong Hui, but it didn't hurt her at all.

"Ahh

Screams of pain came from the ground.

Rong Hui saw Zhou Xi rolling on the ground in pain, and hurriedly squatted down to slap off the evil curse wrapped around him, Guan asked, "Are you okay?" ”

The vicious curse in the black mist seemed to be very afraid of Rong Hui, and before her hand could touch it, she ran away like lightning with a desperate curse, without looking back.

His head seemed to be split in half, Zhou Xi's head was split, and the evil curse that penetrated into the bloodline from the skin was like a burning bomb passing through the blood, blowing up the meridians around him inch by inch, he trembled in pain, and his head slammed to the ground.

"Bang bang bang!"

Rong Hui grabbed Zhou Xi's body and said calmly: "These evil curses seem to be very afraid of the demon sword, I don't have the spiritual power now and can't directly help you wash out the evil curse, you put your hand on my right hand, I will use the demon to cut your skin and try to see if I can draw out the things that burrow into your body." ”

Rong Hui has a wood spirit bead in his body to absorb evil curses.

In addition, Bai Xingyi, who was maliciously supported in the Great Universe, had washed the Wood Spirit Bead with the Linglong Sacred Heart, and the ordinary curse did not dare to approach Rong Hui at all.

There is also a power gap between curses and curses.

High-level curses can absorb low-level curses and maintain their power.

Zhou Xi's cold hands trembled like chaff.

When the cold hand rested on the back of Rong Hui's hand, her right hand was instantly frozen and unconscious.

The demon cut through Zhou Xi's skin.

Zhou Xi poured spiritual power into Rong Hui's palm, and then used the demonic sword to draw out the evil curse in his body.

Half an hour later, Zhou Xi lay weakly on Rong Hui's knees.

As a blessing in disguise, the double-hook jade pupils in Zhou Xi's eyes turned into three-hook jade at some point!

The pupil technique of the three hook jade can kill all the monks of the same cultivation in an instant!

"I haven't had time to ask you, you are a ghost cultivator, why do you have the writing wheel eye of the three-hooked jade. ”

Rong Hui is now a mortal in the flesh, and he is too tired to move a little.

Zhou Xi was silent for a while, "Talented." ”

Rong Hui: "......"

The two were so tired that they couldn't speak.

"The fog in the realm of the gods is moving, so let's leave before the black barrier catches up. ”

Zhou Xi got up and said weakly.

He didn't know why Rong Hui wasn't afraid of the curse.

Compared to the black enchantment.

The cursed black mist is just an appetizer before the feast.

Rong Hui got up, she looked at the oncoming black enchantment, and couldn't help but complain, "Zhou Xi, can you say something auspicious?"

A good person, with a crow's mouth, says what comes.

A hint of chagrin appeared on Zhou Xi's delicate and lovely face, "I didn't mean it, besides, even if a black enchantment appears, it doesn't mean that something terrifying will fly out." ”

As soon as the words fell.

A blood-clothed banner ghost of the distraction realm suddenly rushed out of the black enchantment, and the rich smell of blood choked Rong Hui frequently frowned.

Zhou Xi: "......"

The two looked at each other.

Zhou Xi was seriously injured, and his front was not good.

Rong Hui has the absolute power to crush this headless ghost, but she can't use it, once she releases the power suppressed by Shanhe Jian, she has to wait for a year, she can't afford to wait.

"What should I do?"

Zhou Xi asked in a low voice.

He wanted to send a message in a secret voice.

Emblem conditions are not permitted.

The demon stands sideways.

Rong Hui decisively decisive, "Kill." ”

Her cultivation is suppressed, and her body is a real fit realm!

Resistant to fights and falls.

Moreover, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood can be summoned without spiritual power.

Although it can't condense the super sword intent that fuses the qi of sharp gold and the true fire of samadhi.

But the ruthless killing sword intent that the ruthless Dao sword cultivator should have, Rong Hui came with a wave.

"Master?"

The distraction realm ghost holding the blood-dripping head looked at Rong Hui suspiciously.

The aura on Rong Hui's body and the demon-holding sword would not deceive him.

Rong Hui was stunned.

She knew that the ghost had mistaken the person.

The owner of the ghost should be Rong Mingkong.

Rong Hui and Rong Mingkong have the same root and origin, and there is no difference in the breath on the soul, plus both of them cultivate ruthless Dao, which is even more difficult to distinguish.

In the midst of lightning, Rong Hui made a decision, "Take me to the master." ”

The banner ghost of the Distraction Realm nodded, and its bloody hand was raised, and the red light of the closed enchantment as black as ink flickered, and an extra blood-colored path appeared out of thin air.

Rong Hui calmly walked into the enchantment.

Zhou Xi is also a person who has seen a big scene, he saw that Rong Hui would do his best, and followed behind him calmly, his thin body did not affect the powerful aura of the young palace master of the Qingyun Sect at all, as if he was not walking on a red road paved with blood and corpses, but a golden avenue leading to the heavenly realm.

There are distraction realm banner ghosts to lead the way, and the monsters in the enchantment are all low and small, not daring to make half a small move.

This barrier is supposed to be where Rong Mingkong stores his genes.

Rong Hui saw many pictures along the way.

After Fang Xingyun brought Rong Mingkong to Immortal Spirit City, he taught him the Ruthless Killing Sword, which was the only honeymoon period between the master and apprentice.

Immediately after Rong Mingkong discovered Rong Hui's existence, she stood at the peak of the Demon Palace and asked Fang Xingyun, "Master, am I Rong Cao's stand-in in your heart?"

Fang Xingyun responded with a smile, "No, you're not, you're not as good as her." ”

After the summit dialogue, Fang Xingyun unscrupulously compared Rong Hui and Rong Mingkong, and came to the conclusion that "a doppelganger is a doppelganger, and you can't get on the stage." ”

Rong Mingkong has become an extreme, paranoid, and crazy person under Fang Xingyun's training for many years.

From then on, she began to show that she was different from Rong Hui everywhere.

Give up the sword technique and go to the whip method.

More and more unscrupulous, and the situation is fierce.

until he was driven crazy by Fang Xingyun.

Meanwhile.

Rong Mingkong also felt that the master was sick and had a disease called "Rong Cao".

Especially when Fang Xingyun set up the Demon Palace according to Fairy Rong Cao's preferences and took away Rong Mingkong's heart, she was completely crazy.

Rong Hui was silent all the way, and Zhou Xi was also silent after reading Rong Mingkong's experience over the years.

It's so quiet.

Dead as quiet.

Rong Hui decided to break this dead air, "Young Palace Master, tell me about the food you didn't like before, but now you eat addictive food." ”

She misses Li Yanhui's cooking skills a little.

Zhou Xi pursed his lips and said reluctantly: "Soft ...... Rice ......"

Along the way, he was eating Rong Hui's soft rice, which was very good.

Rong Hui: "......"