When there was no one at the bottom of the well, a muddy magic sound rippled in the girl's ears, and although the girl was unmoved, she was also driven by the magic sound in a demented state.

Countless demonic qi was born under the white bones, pouring into the girl's body, and the seeds in her abdomen began to tremble slowly, absorbing the demonic qi.

Later, the girl was told by the magic voice that she knew that this seed was the seed of the innate spiritual root to create the blood vine, and she should not have been born, nor could she have been born, but she was attracted by the extreme evil and extreme resentment in this world, and came to the girl's womb.

The girl who had obtained the blood vine of creation was dormant at the bottom of the well, she was extremely patient, the blood vine conceived with blood, demons and resentment grew extremely fast, and soon sprouted in the abdomen, and the fine buds began to grow in the body.

The pain of coexisting with this spiritual root was far greater than the pain she had experienced before, and it was even more arduous to provide for the spiritual root with her body, but the girl endured it all, and she did not say a word as thousands of vines raged in her body.

Until one day, the blood vine finally matured, the blood-colored vines broke out of the girl's body, and the vines pierced the girl's skin, like flowers blooming, and an oval vine heart was condensed in the center of the vine, and a bewitching body slowly rose from the heart of the vine, and the eight blood-colored vines continued to stretch, reflecting the scarlet of the white bone dry well.

The girl fainted, but when she woke up, she seemed to have a different perspective, her body was no longer a Dao body, her eyes were scarlet, half of her body grew from the heart of a round vine, and there were eight blood-colored vines behind her, like eight arms.

The white bones were covered with blood, and all the indulgent male monks were pierced by this blood vine, turned into sludge and absorbed by this vine.

The Thorn Demon Saint Cai Yan was born.

The demon saint was born, thousands of blood-colored vines swept out, and continued to climb along the white bone dry well, there was a formation, and the vines pierced it in an instant, the dry well was thirty thousand zhang deep, and Cai Yan climbed out in an instant.

Breaking through the wellhead that gave birth to Mu Yi's aura, Cai Yan finally saw the long-lost sunshine, smelled the smell of the wind, and saw other colors except white and gray.

That feeling is called freedom.

At that time, Qingcang was not called Qingcang, there was still a piece of yellow sand under the building wood, and the Moyun City occupied by King Zuo Xian on the building wood, and King Zuo Xian occupied this city, and the right King of Wheel City was the enemy, and he waited for the appearance of the Wheel City on Moyun City.

didn't think about it, but waited for a thorny female saint who crawled out of the bottom of the well in the heart of the tree, and a vengeful person who came to the extremely evil land.

When others saw Cai Yan, they only felt a chill in their hearts, as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying, and the creatures in Moyun City did not hesitate to launch an offensive when they saw the thorns, but they couldn't hurt Cai Yan at all.

Jiao Weiqin seemed to perceive the master, the treasure passed through the treasure house, and came to Cai Yan's body, Cai Yan was resentful and unstoppable, stroked the long qin, and the nine tones of resentment and the nine tones of the falling phoenix that he realized in the dry well of the white bones were combined, and they were combined into the eighteen tones of the heavenly demons.

As soon as the eighteen tones of the heavenly demon came out, the blood rain in the world, the yellow spring gushed in the ground, and the black fire phoenix in Moyun City descended into the world, and the lives were devastated.

Thousands of living beings couldn't bear this sound, and even King Zuoxian, who had been heinous in the past, was powerless to resist.

A tragic song moved the West Cow, thousands of acres of desert were stained with blood, the sound of the piano was played for three hundred and sixty years, and the creatures in this city suffered for three hundred and sixty years, the thorns rolled out the scarlet vines, and hung King Zuoxian, these three hundred and sixty years, her scarlet vines were stained with the blood of the snake all the time.

The sound of the piano gradually fell, countless extremely twisted corpses were scattered in the city, and the rancid breath rose to the sky, and the Moyun City Lord Zuo Xian Wang and the survivors of the royal army had no backhand power, and Cai Yan naturally would not let them go easily.

He condensed the Blood Gu from the Creation Blood Teng, and controlled King Zuo Xian and his Ten Thousand Army Divine Souls, Cai Yan wanted them to suffer the pain of eternal life and eternal life, and he wanted to take revenge on them all his life.

Zhou Qing did not find out in the sand of the Ganges River, the seemingly ordinary roots and stumps in the sand world, which trapped the Zuo Xian King and his remnants, thousands of years have passed, Cai Yan has been trying his best to maintain their lives, just like they maintain their lives in the dry well, just ask them to survive, they can't die, and they will fall forever.

As for the division of the divine soul into two, it was the handwriting of Rahu, and a cursed power separated the thorns from Cai Yan, taught Cai Yan's demon body Dao heart, and accepted him as one of the eight demon generals.

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But unexpectedly, at this moment, the thorns met the people in the Buddhist sect who specialized in Ke, and in desperation, the thorns could only return to the body.

Zhou Qing was pulled by Chen Ping and kept retreating, retreating into a small formation, Chen Ping pinched the magic seal in his hand, and the nine-fold formation rose from the ground, protecting the two of them tightly.

Cai Yan's expression became more and more strange, his face seemed to be crying, but there was no tear in his eyes, and his voice, which was originally as crisp as a yellow bird, became more and more sharp.

And the Thorn Female Saint lying on the ground burst out with blood all over her body, and a blood-colored vine stabbed in the direction of Cai Yan.

When the guide saw the vine, the yellow skin on his face jumped wildly, and he hurriedly waved the turbulent magic pestle, and the giant pestle roared down, hitting the blood-colored vine, but it was rebounded by the huge force, but it came out of his hand, flew out upside down, and fell to the ground, leaving a long trace.

The blood teng stabbed directly into the heart of Cai Yan's eyebrows, and was engulfed in an instant, Zhou Qing's face was anxious, and he thought that the thorns wanted to control Cai Yan, and wanted to go out to save her, but he was blocked by Chen Ping.

"Lord, the thorn female saint and Cai Yan are one, both of them are remnant souls, each other is the inside and the outside, this is the fusion of gods and souls, the lord must not go out, the female saint is also very human. Chen Ping grabbed Zhou Qing's arm and explained.

Zhou Qing stopped at this time, he had already believed most of it at the moment, just because Cai Yan, who raised his head again, looked very different, and he was definitely not very human.

The white dress was gradually stained with blood, and when she raised her head, the innocent little girl had long since disappeared, and now there was only one woman left in the field with bloody eyes and countless small blood lines on her face, which could not be said to be ugly, but her appearance was strange to the extreme, and she was also evil to the extreme.

Cai Yan's body floated up, and countless vines rolled out from under the blood skirt, gradually thickening, slowly occupying the surroundings, she gently swung her fingers, and the nails were swinging vines like small snakes.

"Is it you, the bald donkey, who woke up this seat?" Cai Yan has completely recovered his memory, and his momentum has skyrocketed, although the demonic body Dao heart has been reintegrated before the cultivation is completed, but its strength has also skyrocketed a lot, and the immortal power all over his body has surged, and his momentum is not the same as before.

Zhou Qing saw that Cai Yan was under pressure at this moment, and there was a solemn look between his eyebrows.

"The evil demons have finally revealed their true form, let me clear the demons today. Looking at Cai Yan's appearance, he did not hide his disgust at all, his right hand was rolled, the golden light flashed, and there seemed to be a sun and moon in his palm.

The right hand of the ancient Buddha in the sky was the same as the action of the lead, and it fell down, and the giant palm and through countless spaces, countless hot flames rose from the friction air, and bombarded down towards Cai Yan.