Aren't you? You can even talk about love in a river, but you should ask others who has seen it?

Sadness complained in his heart, but he really didn't dare to be Qin Yi is air.

Originally, he really didn't take Qin Yi too seriously, Qianyuan was only on the fourth floor, and he could indeed walk sideways in the ordinary cultivation world, but it was really not a matter here.

If it is the method of Buddhism, I may be a little more vigilant, after all, there may be a strong restraint method for his soul body with a condensed negative will, and a lower cultivation may also be a threat.

But this kind of way of smashing with a stick, against him and the like, there is a high probability that it is to hit the air, and it is not real at all. If the physical nature of the cultivation can deal with him like this, either the divine weapon in his hand has a special effect, or the martial arts he cultivates have a special understanding of the direction of soul destruction.

No matter how powerful the weapon is, no matter how special the comprehension, when the difference in strength reaches the leap between Qianyuan and Wuxiang, it is useless.

But when this hand of time is played back, the sadness will know the trouble.

Time, the way of the Emperor of Heaven, is definitely one of the most terrible laws in the world, who said that he was a man with a stick?

Even if it is smashed with a stick, it will definitely contain a very troublesome power attribute.

Sadness guessed right.

In his hand, the shape of a small tree appeared, and the seemingly fragile small tree was extremely strong, blocking the mace.

There was a muffled sound of gold and iron hitting the tree, there was no violent clashing sound and air waves spreading, but the sad humanoid body was almost torn apart by this blow, and there was a feeling of atomization, as if the thousands of negativity contained in his soul began to be messy and unsystematic.

"Mixed ...... "The sorrow was horrified.

Since the initial division of chaos, the analysis of yin and yang, how long has it been since no one has witnessed the path of chaos? It is the two back then, the spirit of all things, the human race, and the emperor of heaven and man, can only go one way each, and distinguish time and space.

Why did this man start to prove the Chaos Avenue?

The grief was horrified, and Qin Yi was not comfortable.

After all, it's an absolute difference in practice, and sadness is not about playing physics with you.

A strange power came from the wonderful tree, and it rushed straight to the soul sea for the first time.

Qin Yi at this moment is literally "mixed feelings", "knocked over the five-flavor bottle", and "came together with the sweet and sour".

Resentment, hatred, anger, sorrow, greed, jealousy, fear, ferocity, etc., etc., etc., and so on, countless negative thoughts are surging, and for a moment they occupy the entire soul sea, and the soul sea is raging, like the end of the world.

Just one blow is enough to enchant anyone.

Qin Yi's eyes were bloody, but he didn't fall into madness as his sorrow hoped.

A touch of water spirit enters the soul sea, and the gentle waves protect the soul sea from chaos, with the coolness of some ice slag, and maintain the aura.

An An, the spirit of water.

The team brings its own big, of course, not to play a role after the fact......

Qin Yi's eyes were still fierce, but he did not lose his senses, revealing a cruel smile that was more fierce than a demon: "But it's ...... so."

"Boom", the earth is on fire, like a red lotus reflecting the world.

With a sad wish, he and Qin Yi himself will be swallowed together.

The fire of the phoenix, the red lotus of the pure world!

The biggest nemesis of purifying the resentment of the world and the "unclean things", Qin Yi was so ruthless that he even burned himself!

Everyone purified together, Qin Yi was becoming more and more clear, and there was obvious pain in his sad expression.

The monk's body twisted even more, more and more like a black mist.

"Bang", Qin Yi couldn't practice after all, he was shocked away, blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth, Qin Yi wiped it, and laughed: "The demon lord is nothing more than that!"

Styx stared at him gloomily and said nothing. The palm of his hand turned lightly, and he was about to strike again.

Sadness smiled and said, "This is Yanggu, where this seat is." Do you really think you're on Nether Home?"

As he spoke, there were screams of pain all around.

Qin Yi turned his head to look, but saw that all the Youri clan people began to hold their heads and scream, and then one after another, all of them changed.

Black bat wings grew behind him, horns like sheep's horns grew on his forehead, and even the magic robes on his body were burned by the fire, his body grew taller and stronger, his muscles were knotted and black, and there were white markings like ghost fire inscriptions.

Collective demonization.

Qin Yi looked at it with some distraction, not only was he not afraid, but he felt that this scene was quite **.

It is said that the Youri Clan should be a human race, not a monster condensation like the Ice Demon, but at this moment, their "human" attribute has been completely gone, and they have become more thorough monsters than the Ice Demon.

Styx said softly: "They are resentful spirits, stripped of human bodies, and those monks, in fact, are negative projections of other monks, and their bodies are not here......"

She paused, looking at the completely demonized Lie Qiansoul, her expression was a little sad: "But what makes them different from the sad wish is that their separation is passive, and they don't even know it. The monsters that were born were instilled with a new consciousness, thinking that they were a group that had lived in Yanggu for generations, but in fact, they ...... There are no living people in Yanggu at all. ”

Sad smiled: "It is worthy of being the Lord of the Netherworld, and it is to see it thoroughly." ”

Styx said calmly: "You are doing this so that these demons can cultivate themselves, condense their demonic nature, and eventually turn into the nutrients of your demon lord. ”

"That's right, otherwise, there is no good and no evil, where can this seat go to seek the required demonic cultivation?" said sadly: "In a sense, they are also immortal life given by this seat, so it is natural to die for this seat." ”

"Roar!" the thousands of Ghost Sun Clan monsters roared in the sky and turned their heads in unison.

The flames were monstrous, and black flames were splashing everywhere.

There are already several Qianyuan here, and after being completely demonized, it seems that they have reached a higher level in terms of strength.

Interestingly, they also have magic weapons that are sacrificed "before death", not pure spirits.

It's just that all the magic weapons are blackened and form magic treasures.

These thousands of monsters, before Styx has fully recovered its strength, at least Qin Yi's trio will be piled up alive. Add one more sad wish, and then there is almost no fighting.

"Really?" Qin Yi grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "You have been shrinking into the North for too long, and you don't know that Qianyuan and Qianyuan are different. ”

Before the words fell, Feather Dress spread its white wings.

Yanggu suddenly turned into a vacuum, isolating the transmission of demonic energy and spiritual intent.

At the same time, the eyebrows and forehead ornaments, which had never been used, faintly shone with a green light.

The light shone all over the dark Yanggu, and the whole valley was full of life.

Building wood resin, the storage of the breath of life.

The monsters were stunned for a moment, the flesh and blood lost by the demonic will began to grow and revive again, the appearance of the lost "human" began to recede again, and the dead and dark body suddenly came to life.

The opposition between life and death, the flushing of life and death.

If there are no living people, then let them restore the living.

An An took out a chain of beads, and the mist in the sky soaked their bodies, with the vitality of Jianmu and the nourishment of the water spirit, the body of the monster was visibly growing with the naked eye.

The desire to live is the innate instinct of life, and when they can live, they absolutely do not want to be such irrational monsters like walking corpses.

All the monsters stopped, knelt on the ground and prayed, and opened their hands to follow the spring breeze and rain in the sky, and there was no longer any desire to fight.

"Jianmu ......" was speechless in his heart, what the hell is going on with this group of people, this kind of thing that no one in the world can see, they just reach out and use it casually?

In other words, this is actually in conflict with the meaning of the Styx, what does the Styx think?

Styx stood and watched.

There was even a slight smile on her lips.

It's very interesting, if you say the meaning of chaos, life and death, isn't it?

Why is there such opposition around this man?

The sad wish is not to look at it, the cooperation between Yu Sheng and An An is not enough for him, of course he can break it.

But I saw the black light rise again, and the space suddenly became chaotic.

The green life, the soft water spirit, all lost their direction, and seemed to be sprinkled all over the world, but in fact, they didn't know where they went.

The monster stirred again, its eyes bloodshot.

"Space?" Qin Yi was stunned: "How can you play?" Oh yes...... This place is twisted and overlapped by you, you can play, but where did you learn?"

Sadness laughed: "Six realms of reincarnation, what are the six realms? The same time, different dimensions, the six realms are the power of space, do you know time, can you know space?" hahaha......

Qin Yi looked at him speechlessly.

A small ghost suddenly appeared on the mace's head, and its eyes blinked.