Chapter 263: The Demon Returns
On the ancient road, there are two figures, one in front of the other.
Black in front, gold in the back, black like a loach, golden like a golden dragon. The world is like the sea, the air is like water waves, they are like two beams of light, swimming in the sea.
The black loach, sometimes running wildly, sometimes turning sharply and circling, the golden dragon was anxious and roared again and again.
Sometimes the black loach really can't escape, and when there is no way to escape, it will kill the general and go back, and give the golden dragon a horse pistol.
Although the golden dragon had been prepared, he couldn't take any advantage, and after a few confrontations, he secretly suffered some small losses.
The golden dragon couldn't help but shout angrily: "Stinky woman, look at how much soul power you still have available! I don't believe it, I can't catch you!"
The black shadow stood down suddenly, dressed in a green robe, her waist was slender, even if the Nine Heavens Xuannu saw this appearance, she would sigh to herself.
Such a wonderful woman should be demure and elegant, but her words and deeds and every move now are like a stunned boy.
She turned her head and slashed at the golden dragon's brilliance. With a flash of sword light, the golden dragon-like light hurriedly dodged, dodged, and was about to counterattack, the green shadow suddenly emitted a cloud of black gas, and then galloped in another direction.
"Damn, it's a false trick again!" the golden light and shadow scolded.
The black shadow's counterattack was true and false, false and real, and it really consumed a lot of spiritual power from the golden light and shadow.
But it knows that its strength is profound, and no matter what tricks the black shadow plays, it can be sure to win. So no matter how hard it is, never give up.
At this moment, the black shadow seemed to think of something, and suddenly had an idea, and had a goal in mind, and counterattacked several times, but the general direction did not change.
In this way, the two figures rushed towards a bloody array, one after the other......
That black shadow is Qin Yuxiu, who is hiding the soul of Nie Yan, and the golden shadow is undoubtedly a golden-faced demon.
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In the blood rain array, the immortal trick suddenly grabbed it out of thin air, and the blue feather that was shattered by the shock was grabbed in the air.
At this time, Lan Yu was suffering from unprecedented pain in his mind and body, and the corners of his mouth gradually revealed bloodstains.
However, in the midst of such hardships and hardships, its mood is pleasant, incomparably happy.
"Finally, finally...... I can finally die, I can be free. Lan Yu shouted with joy in his heart.
The most painful thing in life is not that you have nothing, but that you have the feeling of nothingness of gaining everything and then losing everything.
It was born as a phoenix, endowed with a sacred, proud brilliance, but when it grew up, it was proved to be a waste, a useless waste, and it had tasted all kinds of pain, mind and body......
Even at the moment when it was about to die, it was still suffering from all kinds of pain. But it can be thankful that it is finally expected to be free, as long as it dies, it will never look at its people again, and it will never be bullied again......
"Death, what a good thing it is?" Lan Yu's heart was extremely happy.
Even if it knew that its soul might be refined by the sword soul and slowly lose its mind, it was extremely excited.
"What are you doing with it, kill me first......" Zhang Maoling shouted, as if he was very unwilling.
Because he was rushing to be the first to die, but he didn't expect that the Immortal Jue would want to kill Lan Yu first and use it as a sacrifice sword.
In this way, it seems that he is not as useful as Blue Feather, and he doesn't want to be compared, especially in front of Diao Ruoyi.
However, Lan Yu's heart was secretly proud, thinking: "You are still compared to me in the end!"
Bai Yu also roared: "Immortal Jue, you let go of Lan Yu quickly, don't you want to sacrifice the sword? Then why don't you come and get me? It is only a half-immortal, and its strength is not enough to make the sword soul grow." ”
What Bai Yu said seemed to be quite reasonable, but Changsheng Jue couldn't use him, or either Zhang Maoling and Diao Ruoyi, to sacrifice the sword.
Because he could see that what these three people said wanted to die first was not a lie.
The three of them are all people who really want to die, and they are bent on death, but they can never use them to sacrifice their swords.
The reason why he suddenly exclaimed just now and threw Zhang Maoling out was not because of anything else, but because the sword soul felt it, and Zhang Maoling was bent on death.
Sacrificing the sword, the sword soul will be imprinted with some, the character of the person who is sacrificed to the sword, if that person is bent on death, then in that person's soul, there is also the idea of death.
Just imagine, if the sword soul is branded with the idea of seeking death, then the person holding the sword will fight with people in the future, and the body, mind and soul will be affected by the sword soul, will there still be a life?
In the past, there were many, many demon swords and demon swords, which were contaminated with the idea of seeking death, so their holders committed suicide one after another, and this kind of character imprinted in the sword soul will gradually grow and grow stronger over the long years.
Once it is imprinted, even if the longevity formula is not immediately affected by it and commits suicide, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be affected by it in the future and commit suicide.
Because of this, he didn't use those three people to sacrifice the sword, but chose Blue Feather.
But he never expected that Lan Yu was the one who wanted to die the most among the four.
If he used the blue feather to sacrifice the sword and feed the sword soul at this moment, then he, who had no soul power, might immediately be affected by the sword soul and choose to commit suicide.
Even if he could control the first wave with perseverance, it would be impossible for him to wield this sword to kill the enemy in the future.
But at the moment when he raised the Immortal Sword and wanted to fall, a clever light suddenly shot towards the Immortal Technique.
Lan Yu suddenly fell to the ground, and yelled angrily in his heart: "Cluck! I can't fucking die, it's really eight lifetimes of blood mold......"
The clever light was dazzling and dazzling, and it was already lightning fast, and it instantly pierced a hole in the chest of the immortal formula, and blood suddenly gushed out.
Everyone present, including Lan Yu, knew what the golden light represented, a strange and ancient aura suddenly erupted, and everyone could feel that it was the golden-faced demon who came, and the terminator of their world came.
The golden faces once again met their eyes, and for a moment, it seemed as if even time had been frozen.
Of course, they didn't know that this was just one of the many clones of the Golden-Faced Demon, and if they were all combined into one, even if the true god came, they might not be the opponent of the Golden-Faced Demon.
Of course, the most desperate thing here is the secret of longevity, because the rest of the people have long been ready to die, and only he still has dreams in his heart and longs to get out of the big array alive.
Although he was injured by the sudden golden light, Changsheng Jue still held the Immortal Sword tightly. Because that was his only hope of surviving in the array, if the sword landed, then his hope would be shattered.
In the most difficult situation, he still raised the immortal sword tremblingly, and said to the golden-faced demon: "What kind of ability is it to sneak attack and plot?"
The cold light on the golden face suddenly shone on Changshengjue's face, and his facial features were slightly distorted and deformed.
This doppelganger of the golden-faced demon is not the one in this formation at the beginning, because that doppelganger has gone to hunt down Nie Ya, fused with another clone in another array, and merged with another broken golden-faced demon clone, so that Nie Ya can escape in a hurry with an overwhelming advantage, if it is only the power of a clone, I am afraid that it will be devoured and refined by Nie Ya's soul sword.
"Mole ant, why bother with the method of death?" The high-flying golden-faced demon, although it was only a golden face, was extremely arrogant, and he didn't take the secret of immortality in his eyes at all.
In the face of the appearance of the demon, Changshengjue not only failed to unite the strength of the human race, but was still fighting in the infighting, if it weren't for the sudden arrival of the golden-faced demon, at this moment, Lan Yu was afraid that he had already confessed, then the remaining three people, I am afraid, I am afraid that it will not be better.
In this way, it has already angered Diao Ruoyi and others. At this moment, the Mao Ling instead helped the golden-faced demon to comfort the longevity formula, and laughed: "Yes, we are all ants, why should ants care about death?"
The golden-faced demon couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, "Look, people's consciousness is higher than yours!"
The teeth of the immortal spirit clenched, and he shouted angrily at Zhang Maoling and the others: "We are different, you are ants, I am not!"
As he spoke, the sword moved slightly, and a clever sword light, like a white python soaring for nine heavens, suddenly stabbed towards the earth.