Chapter 113: The Shadow Reappears

The troll gave Lu Ya'er a deep look, nodded, and strode towards Xiang Yang.

For him, Xiang Yang, who is naturally related to the safety of Xiaoshan Ju, is more important, if there is a choice, of course, it is to save him, but he has always kept his promise and promised Xiang Yang to take care of Lu Ya'er, and he can't regret it, and now she takes the initiative to speak, naturally it is best.

He had already walked in front of Xiang Yang, and when he went back at this time, the pressure doubled, but the power of the Demon Eye Mountain was too much for the power of the earth, and this pressure was nothing to him, but after only taking a few steps, he was also stunned, and a strange look appeared on his expressionless, stone-carved face, surprised, shocked, and excited intertwined, looking extremely awkward.

He was stunned for a moment, turned to leave, and let the green sprouts plead bitterly, and then remained silent...

Xiao Shanju and Xiao Feng Wu have not changed much, they are still young after all, although they are full of spirituality, but they don't understand many things, for them, as long as the master is not dead, then it will be fine, unless Xiang Yang takes the initiative to call for help, then it will be inductive.

Xiang Yang lay there quietly, motionless, the blood had gathered into a small pool of water under him, and behind him, there was a blood-colored trace that was a hundred feet long.

The blood of the dragon is too strong, his blood flows everywhere, and the sparse grass that has been stepped on has slowly regained its vitality and stretched its branches and leaves again...

Ordinary people lose consciousness after falling into a coma, but Xiang Yang is different, after cultivating the Heaven and Earth Furui Ten Thousand Soul Technique, it seems that he has been protected by some kind of underworld, and the moment he falls, his consciousness automatically turns into a state of visualization chaos.

This time was different from usual, and the situation when he had just cultivated the Heaven and Earth Fortune Ten Thousand Soul Technique was repeated again.

It was still a place where there was no concept of space and no time, except for the little gray mist and a dark shadow behind the fog, it was completely chaotic.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a sudden flash of light behind that little gray mist, but it was only a faint trace of fireflies.

Gradually, the light became brighter and brighter, and the whole space seemed to be slowly torn apart by a giant hand, starting from the middle, being eaten away by the light little by little, and then, in silence, the whole chaos exploded, mountains, seas, stars, sun... One scene after another suddenly appeared, and then it shattered like an illusion...

After the earth-shattering miracle, the colorful glow reappeared, and then, the black shadow behind the gray mist revealed its true form.

It was still the same three things full of quaint atmosphere, a large and rusty bronze ancient sword, a tortoise shell full of mottled cracks, and a colorful stone.

But this time, the illusory shadow of the man behind them who couldn't see clearly seemed to fade a little, and the bronze ancient sword was even clearer, originally only two patterns could be seen, but now there was one more.

The color of the first two patterns is gray and white, and the other pattern is golden. . .

At this moment, the black shadow behind him suddenly changed, it seemed to change from light to thick, and then a strange mark appeared on the forehead.

Unlike the patterns that appeared on the ancient sword, this mark did not need Xiang Yang to explore and explore with spiritual sense at all, but directly reflected in the depths of his soul, and then, a voice sounded, saying a complex tone, which was not at all what humans said, but it could make Xiang Yang fully understand.

"Enter my demon gate, worship my demon god, live forever, and be blissful!"

The voice was repetitive and very seductive, and the black mark exuded an extremely subtle power, which made Xiang Yang feel that as long as he fused this mark with his soul, he would definitely gain extremely powerful power, and from then on, there would be no difficulty in the world...

This is the second time! However, this time this phantom did not make Xiang Yang kneel, but directly gave benefits, as if Xiang Yang's status had been improved...

And last time he called himself a true god, but this time he called himself a demon god, and the power emanating from the black mark was also full of all kinds of violent and lustful negative emotions...

Under this extreme temptation, Xiang Yang couldn't help but let go of his soul and accept the arrival and fusion of the black mark, and at this moment, another thought finally arrived.

"All spirits are born of Hongmeng, and gods are also mortal roots. My life is up to me, not to the sky, and he is cultivating the Tao by himself. Demon spirit, retreat!

The thoughts that came from the ethereal place surged wildly, and the black mark actually let out a terrible scream, and then was imprisoned by a golden light, turned into a small dot, and disappeared into the depths of Xiang Yang's soul, and then, the black shadow became even lighter...

Xiang Yang's soul regained itself, and there was a feeling that he had lost something, but had escaped something...

This feeling was very faint, and soon he poked out his spiritual sense and immersed himself in the third pattern of the bronze ancient sword.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed to be a moment, it seemed to be a lifetime, Xiang Yang was awakened by bursts of sharp pain, just like last time, his spiritual sense was close to exhaustion, and what followed was the pain everywhere on his body, as if the whole person had been cut by a thousand knives and torn into pieces.

When he opened his eyes, his eyelids were covered with blood, and he raised his hand with all his strength and wiped it to see it clearly.

Most of the immortal beasts have arrived under the giant tree, at this time, one by one, next to the roots of the tree, it seems that they are all in the process of pranayama, and on the grass, there are corpses everywhere, most of them are spirit beasts, and there are a few of them that should be the leader of the immortal beasts.

Whether it is a spirit beast or an immortal beast, the flesh is extremely strong, and most of the real bodies are very large, although the body size is suppressed here, but the amount of blood flowing out is just as amazing, this last hundred zhang, has been soaked in blood into a dark red lake...

Seeing that he suddenly moved, under the root of the tree, the green buds that had been watching him suddenly widened his eyes, and a trace of excitement appeared on his pale face, and he staggered and wanted to stand up, but he was too badly injured, and just got up and fell down again, and was supported by the small mountain giant, leaning on the root of the tree. . . .

Xiang Yang squeezed out a smile with all his might, then shook his head at her slightly, signaling her not to be impulsive, and then supported the ground and slowly sat up.

With this simple action, he spent a stick of incense...

After two incense sticks, he was already standing up.

Under the giant tree, those immortal beasts and spirit beasts all looked at them with a shocked look, you must know that among the corpses beside Xiang Yang, there were many immortal beasts!

And he is just an immortal cultivator in the Dan stage!

Don't say that the physical gap between demon beasts and humans themselves, even if the light is more than the cultivation realm, it is also a heaven and an earth, and it is not a level of existence at all!

However, this tiny human really stood up in a pool of blood again!