The shadows of the trees on the top of the mountain are swaying, the bright moon is within reach, Wei Seventeen is independent of the cliff, and the moonlight dyes his hair white.

The crook of his left leg and the three inches above his umbilicus are his henchmen.

A few years ago, he worked with Xiaobai and Feng Huang to deduce the mystery of the ancient monk's "soul eye", tried thousands of times on the corpse of the monster, and finally found a seemingly feasible path. Wei Qiqi was bold and reckless, did not listen to Xiaobai's persuasion, and tested it on himself, referring to the techniques of "existentiality" and "melting pill" in "Miscellaneous Tales of Refining Weapons", planting the demon pill into his body and forcibly opening the "soul eye".

Jiuli couldn't wake up from his sleep, and the demon refining sword had been warm in his spine for many years, and gradually fit with the divine soul, although he couldn't release the demon suppression tower and ingest one or two monsters, he was still in control.

Under the Demon Suppression Tower, the demon body of the pangolin Li Han still exists, and Wei Qiqi took it out along with his soul, and he couldn't help but say that it ruined his life. If Li Han's demon body was destroyed early, his soul would be trapped in the Demon Tower forever, and he would lack physical traction, Wei Qiqi would not be able to do anything, but he would have avoided a catastrophe. A drink and a peck, there is a fixed number, in the dark, there is its own providence.

As for the demon pill and spirit of Chongming Bird, they had already fallen into his hands more than ten years ago.

With his left leg and knee bent, he planted the demon pill of the pangolin, three points above the umbilicus, and planted the demon pill of the heavy bird.

The "Soul Eye" did not open smoothly, the demon pill's backlash was worse than he expected, the pain of "soul refining" was still bearable, and the most tricky thing was that he couldn't suppress the violence in his heart, and the urge to kill increased day by day, gradually sliding into the abyss of losing control.

He began to dream. In the dream, he incarnated as a snake, crisscrossing the universe, swallowing the eight wildernesses, killing the Buddha when he met the Buddha, and killing the father when he met his father.

In his midnight dreams, he repeatedly remembered Shiliangyan, Nanhua Valley, Barbarian Forest, and Turen Village, and the feeling of being out of control was like a drug, which made him addicted and addicted. When you are sober, you can remember a lot of sleeping details, and you can plan in the slightest, and when you are confused, you can only rely on the alcoholic woman to relieve it slightly.

Over the years, he drank a lot of wine, found a lot of women, knew and didn't know, familiar, unfamiliar, slept and forget, and didn't leave any impression. But at the same time, the cabinet shop is also growing stronger and stronger under his plan, and Dongming City is shrouded in the shadow of "capital", far from the sun, and can never return to the past.

I have been working hard, and I have always been very painful, but when I have chosen the path, I can only go on without hesitation.

The moon was close to the middle of the sky, a green shadow swept by, the wind and clouds surged, the screaming sound crossed the sky, and the huge blue bird swooped down from the nine skies, the blue light was entangled, and with his body as a sword, he hit Wei Seventeen directly.

"Is it finally here?" Wei Qiqi looked up, bright and clear, obviously like the moon, Dongming City was alarmed, and the demons of Tianling were attacked, and the blow of the blue bird, burning Shouyuan, desperately, obviously came with a will to die, and he didn't think about retreating at all.

Ruan Jing looked at each other from afar, hesitant in her heart, and muttered, "What's wrong with her?"

Yu Yao's face moved slightly, and she stopped talking, Ruan Jing was so astute, she had already seen the clue, and said with a smile: "Say it, don't hide it, no one will blame you!"

Yu Yao thought for a while and said, "A few days ago, Pan Yun suddenly came to Jietianling, his hair was scattered, he didn't say a word, and he went crazy and started to do something to me. ”

"And then?"

Senior Sister Qin came to her aid and drove her away. ”

Ruan Jing glanced at Qin Zhen, and saw that she didn't hear it, blindly looking at Wei Qiqi on the cliff, and unconsciously flattened her mouth. Qin Zhen benefited from the influx of fire qi from the upper realm, and her cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, breaking through the sword qi level in one fell swoop, she had devoted herself to cultivating the Five Seals and Ten Potential Techniques over the years, and had reached the realm of transformation, in contrast, Yu Yao's cultivation realm was similar to it, but her combat power was inferior by more than a notch.

Due to her background, she instinctively became close to Yu Yao and alienated from Qin Zhen.

However, after listening to what Yu Yao said, Ruan Jing faintly guessed a few points, the blue bird Pan Yun attacked her to no avail, and there was nowhere to come out of one breath, and all thoughts were lost, so she found Wei Seventeen, and did not hesitate to sacrifice her life to attack, but she was afraid that the root cause would be on the dragon Jiang Yongshou.

She guessed right.

The bluebird, known for its swiftness, rushed down from the sky, turning into a blue ray, hidden in the moonlight. However, there were still more than ten zhang away from the enemy, Wei Qiyi stretched out his hand from afar, and the blue bird's body suddenly tightened, as if it was stuck in a quagmire, its wings fluttered weakly, and it flew slower and slower, and it was far away from the end of the world. Sure enough, it still doesn't work? Pan Yun's eyes were bleeding and tearful, he screamed, the boiling blood subsided, Ling Yu was all collected in his body, his body shrank sharply, and he showed the human form of **, and sent his slender neck into Wei Qiqi's hands.

Wei Qiqi lifted her in the air, her feet off the ground, and there was nowhere to hide her private body. Pan Yun's eyes were cracked, he struggled desperately, waiting to make a piece of hob meat, desperately biting it, Wei Seventeen's five fingers were tight, the strength was unusually large, Pan Yun's cervical vertebrae were broken, his limbs hung down softly, and he couldn't blink his eyes.

Yu Yao half opened her mouth, she couldn't believe her eyes, she knew that Wei Qiqi was powerful, but she never expected that Pan Yun would be defeated so quickly, and he would be so ruthless.

From the moment the blue bird's bloodline was suppressed and Wei Seventeen's five fingers crossed Pan Yun's neck, Qin Zhen lowered his eyes and didn't take another look. Ruan Jing had no sorrow or joy, quietly watching him pinch his own kind to death, his eyes caught a glimpse of Qin Zhen's expression, snorted, and muttered in a low voice: "Fake!"

If you are pretended, why should you be pretended. Qin Zhen listened to it in her ears, the expression on her face did not change in the slightest, she knew what Wei Qiqi liked, what he didn't like, what he didn't like, she wouldn't do anything, what she wanted was to walk side by side with him, no matter what happened, no matter what he became, even if it was hell, she would not hesitate and never give up.

She's not pretending, she really doesn't care.

Wei Qiqi let go of his hand, and Pan Yun's body fell on the cliff, curled up, as if he was asleep. He put his hands in front of him, as if he saw the dripping blood. Jiang Yongshou died under these hands, and now it is Pan Yun's turn, he doesn't know if one day in the future, there will be more innocent lives that will become the souls of these hands.

But he has no regrets. If you regret it, you won't do it.

Under the gaze of Ruan Jing and Yu Yao, Wei Qiqi put his five fingers together, slowly inserted into Pan Yun's lower abdomen, and pulled out a round demon pill from the pool of blood, warm and beating, as if he had life.

Yu Yao finally stopped looking over her head and couldn't bear to look closely.

Wei Qiqi stretched out his hand, and wisps of black smoke escaped from Pan Yun's mouth and nose, gathered in one place, turned into a small blue bird, a wisp of spirit, and fell into his control.

Dust to dust, dust to earth, life is a dream, Pan Yun's body turned into ashes, and scattered to the sky. Wei Seventeen stood in the moonlight, like a demon god of the Nine Heavens, overlooking this side of the world, his eyes were red, and the moon on the edge of the sky was also dyed with a layer of blood.

The third "soul eye" will be opened under the armpit of the right arm.