Two people, Nan Qiyue and Qi Shuangyu, one was lying on the ground still stained with the blood of unknown people, and the other was standing on the side like a lost mind, and there was no movement for a long time.

It wasn't until the cool night breeze blew in the evening that Qi Shuangyu suddenly woke up, worried about whether Nanqiyue would be in any danger, she forcibly suppressed the feeling of fear and trembling, squatted down and gently stretched out her hands towards Nanqiyue.

Just when Qi Shuangyu's fingertips were less than a foot away from Nan Qiyue's arm, a smile of unknown meaning suddenly appeared at the corner of Nan Qiyue's lips, and a little scarlet in his eyes suddenly exploded, and the Dao Dao red silk swam quickly from it outward, instantly covering his entire eye.

As if a tiger that had been hungry for several days saw a delicious lamb, and as if a money-hungry miser saw a room full of gold and silver, Nan Qiyue smiled and sat up, his hands had already completed the movement before Qi Shuangyu could react, he clasped Qi Shuangyu's two arms with one hand, and gently choked her throat with the other.

Kill......

Qi Shuangyu's soul was scattered, she wanted to scream but couldn't scream, she wanted to burst her strength to get rid of Nan Qiyue's clamp but found that her true yuan couldn't be mobilized, she opened her beautiful eyes, felt her throat being clenched by more and more force, and thoughts flashed in her heart.

I'm going to die, my family is ruined, my relatives don't exist, and he wants to kill me...... It's really loveless, maybe it's not bad to die like this, and you can meet your parents soon...... Thinking of her parents, who had long since gone and never returned, Qi Shuangyu suddenly regained her composure, and she was ready to meet the impending death with a smile and tears.

Just when Qi Shuangyu was already unconscious and was about to stop breathing, Nan Qiyue suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprayed Qi Shuangyu's head and face, and then his hands hung down weakly, and the whole person fell to the ground softly.

Qi Shuangyu was half-kneeling and gasping for breath, she saw Nan Qiyue unconscious at this time, gritted her teeth and ignored the fact that she almost died at his hands before, but she still went over to pick him up and quickly left the place.

When Nanqiyue woke up from the coma, he saw Qi Shuangyu busy beside him, something was still boiling in a cauldron, and the tempting fragrance wafted straight into his nose, Nanqiyue groaned, Qi Shuangyu hurriedly ran over, still holding a bowl of minced porridge in his hand, Nanqiyue drank the minced porridge under Qi Shuangyu's service, and finally recovered a little spirit.

Qi Shuangyu didn't mention it at all, Nan Qiyue didn't remember that he almost killed the woman in front of him with his own hands just now, he didn't notice Qi Shuangyu's reddened eyes and aggrieved expression at all, after drinking the porridge, Nan Qiyue waved his hand to let Qi Shuangyu clean up, and he leaned back against the tree in a daze.

The Venerable Lord's somewhat ethereal laughter appeared in Nanqiyue's ears again, "Poor Dao will take a step first, there are two things for you at the parting, you get it, whether it is a step to the sky or fall into the abyss, it depends on your creation, blessing and misfortune, let's experience it yourself." ”

He was stunned, and muttered in his mouth: "Sancai Killing Dao, is this the foundation of the Venerable Lord's practice of turning killing intent into lethality, is this ball of light the cultivation method of Sancai Killing Dao never succeeded, and what is the other small ball of light, is it the illusion secret magic that the Venerable Lord often uses on weekdays? What is going on......"

In a desperate mood, Nan Qi carefully mobilized his spiritual sense to try to enter the sea of consciousness again, but just now he moved his mind but a pain like his head was about to explode, he snorted, and fainted again.

Qi Shuangyu, who was busy cleaning up nearby, screamed and ran over quickly.

Nanqi Yue had two dreams, two dreams that he was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with them, first the world was in chaos, and there were swords and soldiers everywhere, and then countless killing monks with scarlet eyes appeared, instantly enveloping him, Nanqi shouted at them, but those monks were unheard, until everyone was completely annihilated by the killing intent that rushed to the sky.

His chest was filled with anxiety and anger, the more he didn't think about it, he rushed into the group of monks who had fallen into madness, the cold burning feeling hit again, he didn't care, he looked at the looming figure in the distance, and flew straight in his direction, I don't know how long it flew, the ubiquitous killing intent beside him suddenly disappeared without a trace, the more overjoyed Nanqi became, and looked up.

There was no figure of that person in front of him, there was just a black mountain, I don't know how high, I don't know how long it is, Nanqi flew higher and higher, wanting to climb over the mountain from the air, and continue to look for the mysterious monk, but when he rose to a certain height, he suddenly found that the mountain was rumbling, and when he looked down, Nanqi's eyes widened in shock.

It was not a mountain at all in front of him, it was clearly a giant beast that had been magnified many times and rumbled and crawled in front of him, and he stood in front of the giant beast as if an ant was looking at an incomparably huge elephant.

The giant beast's dark eyes looked at Nanqi Yue, two huge sharp horns on the top of its head swayed from side to side, a large mouth several feet long, and a torrent of violent energy sprayed straight towards Nanqi Yue.

He couldn't dodge, his entire body was tightly surrounded by a torrent of energy, maybe this time it was something spewed out by a giant beast, and he had never seen the black-clothed and black-faced figure with a figure that looked very much like the Lord.

However, the power of this energy torrent seems to be much smaller than he imagined, Nanqi Yue did not miss this excellent opportunity to observe closely, let the pain surround his body, it is still cold, the cold feeling of freezing people's souls, a trace of realization rose in his heart, the lethality of this energy torrent is not reflected in the flames, its root should be directly acting on the soul of life, when this idea was generated, Nanqi Yue was shocked, and he could directly target the soul to kill, which is simply amazing.

Thinking of this, Nan Qiyue felt a thrill in his heart and woke up from an unconscious dream.

Nan Qiyue sighed secretly, he felt as if he had touched the root of some kind of secret method of cultivation, but who was it, and when did he implant this secret method into his sea of consciousness?

Nan Qiyue didn't know, but he always felt that all of this had a lot to do with the lord who never showed his true face.

Ishikawa actually thought of it when he planned all this, but he didn't care, and even had some pleasure in it.

In Ishikawa's cognition, there are not many monks in the world who know the foundation of his exercises, but there are a few including Fanqingyu, taking a step back, even the entire cultivation world knows what it is, between knowledge and action, the difference between the two words is a distance of 108,000 miles.