With the good-for-nothing beauty

In the Eight Diagrams Hall of the Demon Realm, all the reputable demon cultivators were present.

Zhou Ming has silver hair, which is particularly conspicuous in the crowd. Xiao Sa and Xiao Ji are a little depressed. They guard the passage of the demon world all the year round. Any immortal cultivator can detect the clues, but the head of Canglan, whose cultivation base is advancing by leaps and bounds, can't.

Ze Hou poked his ear and said this kind of concern directly: "Master Zhou, you can't speak directly if you have something to do, and you can't go straight if you have a way? When can you change your problem of coming to our demon world like a ghost?"

Zhou Ming nodded, his face was so calm that he needed a beating: "Forgive me."

Ze Hou wanted to stab a few more words, but Han Tian held his hand, and he stopped talking.Han Tian sneaked a glance at Mozun, the wife of Mozun was like a hedgehog, holding Mozun's waist tightly with one hand, unable to protect food.

Xu Basui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and leaned close to Zhou Baiyuan, hugged him, and teased him: "Xiao Heihua, you have no confidence, you are afraid that your husband will be pried into the corner of the wall."

Zhou Baiyuan also said: "During the years when you were not around, I sometimes had nightmares, dreaming that you and him became a Taoist couple."

Xu Basui: "..."

Zhou Baiyuan said in a low voice, "What if I, a wild man, can't be held upright in the end?"

Xu Basui was almost overwhelmed by these words, bit his lips and asked him with a suppressed laugh: "Wow, it's so dangerous! Then have you thought of any good way to get in the position?"

Zhou Baiyuan pinched his waist lightly and fell silent.Out of curiosity, Xu Basui went for a stroll in his sea of ​​consciousness, only to see that he was thinking about some whimsical nonsense, and his imagination amazed the Mozun.

At this moment, Weicheng arrived last, Jumao squatted on his shoulder, his little apprentice walked over holding his sleeve with a pale face, dripping cold sweat uncontrollably.

The beautiful and vigorous orange cat jumped into the demon's arms, Xu Basui took it and picked it up, curiously asked the boy: "Little guy, what's wrong with you? You're sweating profusely."

The little apprentice wiped his face, first tugged on his master's sleeve, Weicheng patted him: "But it's okay."

The young man looked at Mozun: "I'm going to make a divination today to calculate, my lord... I'm afraid I will have to wear mourning in the near future."

Xu Basui's smile froze, with a question mark on his forehead.

Except for Weicheng, all the demons around Xu Basui tensed up and said in unison: "You must be inaccurate!"

The young man was more confident in his own abilities, and the audience retorted in unison, with a bit aggrieved expression, and muttered softly: "The hexagrams don't lie."

Xu Basui stopped touching the cat, and was stunned for a while, then looked at Weicheng immediately after recovering: "Cheng'er, have you contacted my uncle yet?"

Weicheng nodded: "I've been in regular contact with him, and Sinyuan is unstable, and he doesn't want to give up guarding."

"Nowadays there is a weird hailstorm in the devil world. It's really dangerous for him to wander around alone. It's better to call him back first." Xu Basui's heart was pounding, "If Sin Yuan is really that dangerous, I'll go and replace him class."

Weicheng sighed softly: "I will definitely convey my elder brother's intentions to my adoptive father, just in case he won't listen. If you want to look for him, you may not be able to find him back if you go to Guangliao on the edge of Zuiyuan."

Xu Basui was a little anxious, Zhou Baiyuan took his hand and rubbed it lightly, looked up at Zhou Ming who had mixed into the group of demon cultivators, and said in a deep voice, "Now that everyone is here, you can talk."

Zhou Ming straightened his back and nodded: "Nowadays, the celestial phenomena of the demon world and the demon world are interchanged because of the chaotic inversion of the clear and turbid qi and the scorching cold. The matter of the order of life and death. This matter is simple to say, but it is really hard to beat the sky."

"What counts as reversing the order of life and death?"

"The simplest one is to resurrect the dead."

Xiao Bu raised his eyebrows, as a doctor, he knows best that life and death are irreversible, so he said directly: "This is nonsense, this, the dead can't be resurrected, at most they can summon a soul, death is death.

"Yes, the way of heaven is constant, life and death have their own destiny, the past is irreversible, and the future cannot be advanced. Once it is reversed, subsequent irreversible damage will occur, but this is the case with today's vision."

Zhou Ming said in a deep voice: "Besides, if the deceased who wants to be resurrected had a strong cultivation level before his death, then the reversal of the heaven and earth energy during the resurrection process will be more intense, and the subsequent evil consequences will be more serious. Today's natural disasters and visions are probably produced over time. as a result of."

Weicheng clenched his blind stick tightly, and if it wasn't for the black cloths tied around his eyes, he might have shed tears uncontrollably.

Zhou Baiyuan also vaguely guessed something, he controlled his thoughts to prevent Xu Basui from perceiving his thoughts.He tried to put the most important things into his complicated thoughts, and hid them under cover. Gein hadn't figured out how to tell him the truth without making his wife sad.

"So the solution to this vision is to send back the dead who shouldn't return to the world." Xu Basui thought, "Is it to let the dead die again?"

Zhou Ming was silent for a long while. When he came, his master made a conjecture to him, and he hoped that the conjecture would not come true.Otherwise, it would be too cruel to Xu Basui.

"Yes." He looked at him, "The next step is to see how you find out the dead and the perpetrator."

"If the deceased is really resurrected, it means that he has a body and a soul." Han Tian pondered, "If the person has been resurrected successfully, and the person is hidden in the capital of the Demon Realm, then he can be found. But if only the soul is recruited, then the -"

Xu Basui said: "Maybe you can try the evil ghost robe." He grabbed the spacious robe on his body, "The person who prayed for resurrection is a certain heroic spirit from the past in the demon world, so that the dead soul in the robe can sense it."

"If the one who is resurrected is the former heroic spirit of the Demon Realm, then the matter will probably be even more difficult." Zhou Ming shook his head slightly, "Just looking at the consequences of this affecting the celestial phenomena, I am afraid that the returnees were strong in their lifetime. When I calculated the celestial phenomena, I was in danger I have spied a sign of great danger. I don’t know if you all know the legend of the revival of the thousand-year-old demon?"

Qiyue in the Sea of ​​Consciousness snorted, "Tsk, the Heavenly Demon that you relegated to the Demon Realm back then is here."

Xu Basui was stunned for a while when he heard this.Others shook their heads: "If it happens once in a thousand years, is it time now?"

"Yes." Zhou Ming said solemnly, "I'm afraid that the Heavenly Demon will be resurrected and return to the Demon Realm, and through someone's actions to reverse the universe, absorb the hostility of the world, and take advantage of the situation to come out and subvert the world."

The remnant soul spat again in July: "Hey! Overthrow your old mother!"

Xu Basui concentrated on the fact that Canglong and Qiyue switched before his death thousands of years ago, replacing him as a demon.If the Millennium Heavenly Demon came back, then the Dragon Soul had slipped out twenty years ago and attached to Zhou Baiyuan's body, dawdling for a long time without doing anything.

He coughed: "It's hard to talk about the demon, let's talk about how to find the dead first, shall we?"

Speaking of which, the orange cat in his arms jumped to Zhou Baiyuan's side, dawdling around, meowing and meowing gently.

"Then it will be hard work for everyone." Zhou Ming put his hands together, "I also wish that the demon world will be safe and healthy, and that we will live in harmony with the fairy world."

The six protectors all smiled, with the word "hehe" written on their faces.

Weicheng, who had been silent for a long time, said: "Can I ask the immortal to avoid it for a while? I have some housework in the devil world. I want to talk to my family."

"Okay." Zhou Ming got up and walked out of the Bagua Hall, his back was straight, but lonely.

Xu Basui withdrew his gaze, and raised his hand to form the barrier: "Cheng'er, what are you going to say?"

"Brother, I can't see it now. Will the current celestial phenomena in the Demon Realm destroy the foundation of the Demon Realm?"

"What do you mean?" Xu Basui frowned, "Anyway, such weird weather will definitely affect everyone's life."

Zhou Baiyuan replied instead of him: "Not now. The barrier can last, but I don't know what will happen to the demon world if it continues in the future."

Weicheng's lips moved, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Is there no possibility for the returning dead... to coexist with us?"

Everyone was stunned, and Zehou became uneasy: "Weicheng, why do you ask such a question?"

Weicheng stretched out his hand and fumbled towards Xu Basui's direction, Xu Basui took his hand and asked seriously: "Cheng'er, do you know who the deceased is?"

Looking at the overlapping hands of their brothers, Zhou Baiyuan opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't get in.

"Father..." Weicheng held Xu Basui's hand tightly, "Perhaps today's misfortune originated from him. But brother, I'm afraid of you, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

A group of people were dumbfounded, and when they reacted smarter, Qiqi's face turned pale.

Xu Basui stared at him blankly, watching his tears dripping from under the black cloth. In a daze, all kinds of tides from the past flooded onto the seemingly peaceful beach, leaving mottled graves when the tide ebbed.

"Will be back."

"Your mother is the best woman in the world, your father is not worthy of her."

"Xu Huo is not worthy of Wuhen."

He thought of his younger uncle Xu Jiezhi's criticism and dislike of his father Xu Huo in the past, his mind was struck by lightning, and he couldn't speak suddenly.

"My lord... My lord!" A panicked shout came from outside the Hall of Eight Diagrams, "My lord! The barrier in the southwest is beginning to collapse! Those ice balls fell, and the ground was covered with a layer of frost in an instant!"

Shouting the magic cultivator in the main hall back to his senses, Zehou stood up: "I'm going to mend the barrier, you guys... discuss it, talk it out if you have something to say, don't worry. Xiao Ke, don't worry."

Xiao Sa and Xiao Ji also stood up together: "My lord, we will also go to our respective posts to guard in case of accidents. If there is anything, just call us."

"Is this matter related to the Demon Lord?" Xiao La thought for a long time before turning around and asked Xiao Bu beside him softly, "Does it mean that the Demon Lord wants to resurrect someone?"

After asking, he was immediately beaten by the bald brother lovingly: "Shhh!"

Xu Basui's hands began to tremble, and he clasped Zhou Baiyuan's hand and asked Weicheng: "Back then, when the dragon soul in Bai Yuan's sea of ​​knowledge was drawn, it was my uncle who did it himself. Was the dragon soul really suppressed back to the sinful abyss afterwards? ?”

"The foster father never said that." Weicheng also trembled, "He knows the Dragon Soul matter the most, maybe... since 30 years ago, he has been trying every means for this matter."

The boulder that had been pressing on Zhou Baiyuan's heart for a long time shattered, and he held Xu Basui's hand, and finally told him the story of the Dragon Soul: "Basui, the Dragon Soul refused to leave my sea of ​​consciousness, because it said However, the Demon Lord’s wish is not good, and the specifics have not been disclosed. But during the years when you were away, I went to Sin Yuan to search for it, and the Demon Lord had already signed a contract with the Dragon Soul at that time...it was a foregone conclusion.”

Xu Basui's mind was full of torrential rain, thinking deeply, suddenly ups and downs and miserable.

Before the age of eight, he was always in trouble, but he had everything he wanted, and his happiness was complete. Until the meteorite rain catastrophe, his parents suddenly fell outside the collapsed city, leaving him to suffer from the fierce flint rain for ten years in panic.I also thought about it at the time, what would my daily life be like if my handsome father and mother who swept away with a sword were there?

Tian Yulin, ghosts cry at night, the dead return to my home.

I hope so, so much, that when you go home, you will take a look at me and laugh in my dream.

But I always knew - you are indeed gone.

"How could he do this...how could it be?"

He originally wanted to invite him back to be the elder who witnessed the marriage.

The Mozun couldn't bear the feelings that had been suppressed for half his life, and all the years of blood and fire turned into tears in his eyes.

"I live in a dreamland...from the third day, she has appeared in my dreams." Xu Basui held Zhou Baiyuan's hand tightly, and the back of his hand was bruised, "I asked restlessly about the illusory things in the dream The person in the dream didn't respond to Zhou Baiyuan or not, only her...she asked me to draw you to her..."

The people next to him couldn't understand what dream and what he was talking about, but only Zhou Baiyuan vaguely understood.

"I thought she was just a creature in my dream..." Xu Basui was trembling all over, and burst into tears, "I thought she... I thought she was also illusory..."

Wuhen in the dream believes in his choice, insists on seeing Zhou Baiyuan's portrait, and nods after seeing it.

In the dream, she pinched his nose and advised him not to indulge in the dream: "You are willing to overcome a big Nanke dream, which is better than your father."

The mother in the dream said to him, let's go, Sui Sui, it's time to go home.

It turned out that it was really her, not a dream.

"Lord!"

"elder brother."

Mozun broke down and burst into tears suddenly, and others wanted to share his pain, but they were helpless.

His mother is back.

Let the dead return to the six realms of reincarnation.

Zhou Ming at the gate of the hall watched the sudden increase of demon cultivators wearing armor in the demon world. After hearing the news that the enchantment of the demon world had collapsed, he heard Xu Basui's wailing from inside the hall.

He turned his head to look in the direction where the Demon Lord was, and at the same time, a summoning array lit up beside him.

Zhou Ming opened it, and the voice of Jun Tong Xianzun came from the formation: "The bombardment on the other side of the sea mirror is louder. If it continues like this, it will be a matter of time before it breaks."

"Master, the natural disasters in the demon world have also intensified." Zhou Ming replied softly, "I heard Xu Basui's wailing...You guessed it right."

Juntong Xianzun was quiet for a moment on the other side: "Until the last moment, I don't know anything. Yaoguang, you stay steady first, I'll come right away."

Zhou Ming looked up at the gloomy sky in the Demon Realm, and the Meditation Sword at his waist took shape: "Master, both worlds can't last for too long. If you can't do it, you might as well leave it to the disciples."

The summoning array disappeared, Zhou Ming turned around and took another look at the Hall of Bagua. He couldn't see Xu Basui's appearance clearly because of the enchantment, but the demon's mournful cry echoed in his mind.

He had never heard such a mournful voice from Xu Basui. In his memory, Xu Basui was always smiling and in high spirits, as if he was holding the bright side in front of him vividly.

Zhou Ming closed his eyes, grasped the handle of the real meditation sword, his spiritual power surged, and the moment when the fire bell rang at night appeared in his memory again.

Back then, the Meditation Sword was in his heart, and he spat out blood, his hasty eyes silently told him repeatedly: I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Then that bloody fingertip stretched out, breaking through his demonic barrier, and brought an indelible despair.

Out of love comes fear, out of love comes sorrow.

If someone has to do it for you, all the people in the Demon Realm are loved by your relatives, and if they kill relatives for you righteously, they will form an indelible bond with you in the future.

It would be better for an outsider like me to come.

Zhou Ming opened his eyes, and his figure suddenly disappeared in front of the Bagua Hall.

Mozun, Canglan swordsmanship does not make people bald.

My master is not, and neither am I.

On the edge of the abyss of sin, thunder and lightning flashed, and the ground cracked like a tide.

Demon Lord Xu Jiezhi tightly hugged a body that he had pulled back from the extinction.The abyss of sin is turbulent, the world is terrifying, the ground under your feet is a purgatory in the world, but the person in your arms is an endless treasure in purgatory.

Going to the poor and falling to the underworld, 30 years of madness and demons, the chaos does not know this body, and finally today, the shadows of the sky are gone, and the sky is shining.

The devil hugged her tightly, embracing the soul that took 20 years to recall, and the flesh and blood body condensed a little bit. The great joy of life was the silent smile on his lips, and the tears that flowed over the devastated face.

Dragon Soul squatted in the sea of ​​consciousness and looked at him. In the past 20 years, he helped the fine-grained host to set up two battles of gathering soul and form, and reversed yin and yang to help him introduce the tyrannical spiritual power of heaven and earth, help him gather his soul, and help him create Body, came to today, and finally made this matter of retrograde life and death a success.

But how long can this be successful?

This is an act against the sky, the dead are really revealed now, and the retrograde catastrophe is coming.How long can this long-cherished wish be fulfilled?

Dragon Soul wrapped his arms around his knees quietly, thinking blankly, maybe for some people, some moments are eternity, and for this good moment, no matter what price they will pay.

The Demon Lord let go of the woman in red, and called hoarsely: "Wuhen... went home."

The woman's face was peaceful, her eyes were closed, and she was still in a deep sleep.

He stroked her flawless face, carefully resting his fingertips on the ends of her long eyebrows, he could already imagine the unquenchable look in her eyes after she opened them.

The Demon King asked Dragon Soul: "When will Wuhen wake up?"

Dragon Soul glanced at the sky through his eyes first, and asked him the most important question: "It's daytime, are you Xu Jiezhi?"

The Demon Lord didn't make a sound, and the dragon soul stopped wrapping his knees. He sat up straight and continued to ask: "Why, your daughter-in-law has come back to life, and you haven't woken up yet? It's strange, do you have a clear idea of ​​who you are at this moment, and what identity do you want to use?" To face Wuhen who is about to wake up?"

He held Wuhen in red with one hand, and raised the other to cover his head, panting like a trapped animal, chaotic and bitter: "Aren't I... Xu Jiezhi?"

Dragon Soul let out an "ah", rubbed his knees and stood up, picked out the real memory that he had instinctively suppressed in the depths of his origin, and played it back in his sea of ​​consciousness, allowing him to experience it again himself.

No matter how bitter it is, it needs to be found again, otherwise everything will no longer be real.

The Demon Lord saw what he had really experienced in the blood and flames.

He saw himself appearing in the catastrophe of the Demon Realm 30 years ago. The Demon City was lingering in the horrific bombardment, and the eight pillars on the square were crumbling.

In the Nanke Pavilion, Wuhen hugged the trembling child in his arms tightly, kissed his forehead without the heart mark, his eyes still showed determination and calmness: "So don't be afraid, stay at home obediently, brother protector You and your sisters will protect you. Don't be afraid, Mom and Dad will be back soon."

The young Xu Basui grabbed and wrinkled her sleeves, with tears streaming from her big terrified eyes, he stuttered and shook his head like a little soft watering can: "Mother, I'm so scared... don't you... Can't you just leave me?"

"Xiao Ke is not afraid." He squatted down next to Wuhen, and touched the frightened child's head, "Father and mother are going to repair the barrier, and I will come back to accompany you immediately."

The child grabbed their sleeves with both hands, and couldn't help sobbing: "I'll go with you, okay... I will also mend the barrier, I will mend it with my parents, I don't want to be alone here wait..."

The corners of his eyes were moist, but there was no trace.

"You are not allowed to come." She sternly opened his little hand, with a solemn and natural expression, just like she used to not allow cubs to eat candy, "You are born different from ordinary people, and your cultivation base is not stable. If you come here, you will give me a lot of money." Father and mother are causing trouble."

The child was taken aback for a moment, and felt even more aggrieved. He waved his fist and cried loudly: "Mother, do you despise me?"

"What should be disgusted is always to be disgusted." Wuhen rubbed his head, "Be obedient, the sky is falling and the tall man will stand against it. You are too short now, and you can't even melt your natal sword. Just squat here!"

Zai Zai was crying, but she smiled again: "It will be fine in a while, mother will make pine nut candy for you when you come back."

Her tone was so decisive and natural, and she quickly calmed down the little guy after drinking and coaxing: "Then, then I want a whole box."

"Okay, just wait." She patted the child on the shoulder, and gently kissed him on the face, the red clothes of one big and one small complement each other.

Outside Nanke Pavilion, the demon world is like the end of the world.The once unbreakable defensive barrier became as thin as a cicada's wings under the falling of the meteorite rain.

Wearing a pitch-black cloak, Wuhen pulled up the hood with just one glance, and called to him with the natal sword at his waist: "Xu Huo, let's go."

He smoothed the goblin robe that was wrinkled by Zaizai, followed her, and said, "Here we come."

Once again, the Demon Lord instinctively resisted facing the next fact, he wanted to avoid it.

The Dragon Soul noticed it, and after thinking about it, it bypassed those too tragic memories and directly asked the host to review the last moments between him and Wuhen.

The Demon Lord opened his eyes, and what he saw was covered with rouge-like red and splashed ink-like black.

Thousands of miles in front of her, red is her lips, black is her eyes.The sky is endless, the blood red is the sky fire, and the scorched black is the sky stone.

For the next 30 years, the fusion of red and black has become an inescapable nightmare.

"Ah Huo." She held his face and lowered her head, pressing her forehead against him, and raised a bloody smile with lowered eyes, "We will meet again in the next life."

He tried his best to get up with her, but in vain.The original spiritual power was overdrawn on the way to resist the natural disaster, and the natal sword was broken in his hand. He tried his best to get up with the sword, but the palm of his hand was cut in the blade, which aroused bursts of cold touch, and it was useless.

He watched silently as his wife blocked the biggest gap in the barrier by herself, standing in front of him, protecting the Demon Realm and him with all her strength.

Flint and blood rained all over the sky, and the sword of life stood up.

Dying from exhaustion.

After the memory recall was over, Dragon Soul asked him: "Do you remember?"

The turbid mist in the eyes of the demon lord dissipated, and the split day and night merged into one, stretching into a spider's thread that could not be looked back.

This previous generation of Demon Lord has become obsessed with madness, and his demon heart breeds a second personality. From confusion to public knowledge, he subconsciously rejects his true self.

In his second personality during the day, "brother" is an incompetent bastard, not worthy of such a good "sister-in-law".

He tried everything to bring "sister-in-law" back to life.

The catastrophe took away his beloved and destroyed their flesh and blood.

The grand destruction swept through the fragile demon city, and the Nanke Pavilion could not shelter the restless young master. A group of guardians tried to protect him and risked their lives to go to the demon world passage and send him into the fairy world.

The heartless child's spiritual core was on the verge of shattering.He protected him with the body of Xu Jiezhi, and searched all over the devil world for school-age children, but instead entered the fairy world Canglan, and found someone who could be similar to Xu Basui's spiritual core attributes.

Just at the right moment, Jun Tong was in seclusion.

He traded with the fairy world as a demon king, and he will seal the two worlds with the Zhensheng sword, and the demon cultivator can no longer harm the fairy world.In exchange for a spiritual core that can protect Xu Basui.

That might not be without the selfishness of the Demon King.

His No. 1 character, Xu Huo, and Mr. Canglan are both opponents and confidants. He can deceive thousands of people in the world, but he can't deceive his former close friends.Sealing the two worlds, he will not step into the fairy world, and Jun Tong will not intrude privately.

In this way, he can be Xu Jiezhi during the day.

Wipe away the incompetent Xu Huo in that long night.

"No. 30th generation demon cultivator, Xu Huo." Dragon Soul waved his hand, "Are you back?"

Demon Lord Xu Huo hastily hugged the man in red who had reversed life and death, and said yes hoarsely.

In the ten years after the catastrophe, it squatted bored in the sinful abyss to suppress countless hostile demon souls. Sometimes it saw a man with a broken sword on the edge of the sinful abyss. The dark guy, the look in his eyes made even the remnant soul shudder.

This gloomy guy is very clear about its information, and the only one who knows this is the Xu family who holds the Zhensheng sword and the evil ghost robe, and is nothing more than the demon king of the demon world.Xu Basui didn't know its origin after he became the Demon Lord, but it was because the serious Demon Lord had not really fallen, and what he had inherited was not yet complete.

When Xu Huo proposed to sign a contract with it at the edge of the sinful abyss, Dragon Soul also thought about it. After hearing his unrealistic wish, he felt helpless instantly.

It feels like it can't fulfill the host's wish.If it can't be realized, the host's obsession and hostility cannot be dispelled, so it can't be completely dominated by it.But after going around, it still helped Xu Huo, spending a long time doing a deceitful thing that was destined to end unfriendly from the very beginning.

The world is too difficult to serve, and the world is too difficult to mix.

"That's good if you come back. You have brought your daughter-in-law back to life, but when she wakes up, how are you going to face her?" Not much more. Back then, Xu Basui was given an extra ten years of life by forcibly drawing the Zhensheng Sword to cut his spirit core, but Zhou Baiyuan asked Zhou Baiyuan to ask for it back. Look up again, and the demon world is also in an abnormal situation right now. Catastrophe, instead of meteorite rain, there will be heavy hailstones. When she wakes up, let her see the price you sacrificed to resurrect her, how will you face her?"

Xu Huo hugged her without saying a word. The ice and stones in the sky were getting worse and worse, and the surrounding defensive barriers were about to collapse.

He gently stroked her face with his rough hands, held her face and bowed his head against her forehead, and said softly, "I want to see her again and listen to her talk to me. Then, everything is up to her and you."

Dragon Soul heaved and sighed: "Oh..."

It also felt sad, and suddenly felt the killing intent around it, and quickly possessed itself to control one of the host's arms, raised its hand to block the swiftly approaching sword: "Be careful, a big guy is coming!"

Xu Huo hugged Wuhen tightly with one hand, and held the broken sword in the other hand to block it. A fairy sword with a clear body broke through the obstacles and hit him directly. The sword's intent was astonishingly strong.

Dragon Soul squeaked loudly: "Wow, this guy is awesome! Xu Huo, be careful!"

Xu Huo swept away the momentum of the sword with a single sword, picked up Wuhen and teleported back, and immediately launched a formation to resist abnormal celestial phenomena.However, in this mere split second, the fairy sword that was pushed back several feet disappeared into the air, and then appeared in front of him out of thin air, and the sword pointed directly at Wuhen who was sleeping in his arms.

Xu Huo couldn't dodge it, and directly covered her with his flesh and blood. The sword's edge pierced through his palm and he couldn't push any further. Hot blood splashed on Wuhen's beautiful and peaceful face.

The dragon soul went crazy: "Crooked, don't die! If you can't do it, let me do it for you!"

Xu Huo grabbed the edge of the sword and shook it out, the spiritual flow exploded, flying sand and rocks in a radius of ten miles, and the ice turned into cold air.

He carefully wiped off the blood on Wuhen's face, and when he raised his eyes with murderous intent: "Who is here?"

Blood drops dripped from the fairy sword, and a tall and straight sky blue figure appeared in midair, with long silver hair rising from the cold wind, the long sword was like a rainbow, and his eyebrows were like jade.

Xu Huo glanced over through the hood, and for a moment mistook him, thinking he was an old friend from the fairy world.

Zhou Ming raised his meditation sword horizontally, and the sword body like autumn water reflected the star eyes without joy or sorrow: "Canglan Zhou Yaoguang, for the peace of the three realms, crusade against the culprit of the devil realm."

Before he finished speaking, the meditation sword was wrapped in the fifth form of Canglan Sword Intent and went away through thorns and thorns.

Xu Huo fought with a bloody one-handed broken sword, and immediately recognized the sword technique: "Ten thousand yuan returns to the truth, your master is Juntong?"

Zhou Ming raised his eyes from the gap between the counter moves, and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you to Xu Basui?"

Xu Huo's breath was suffocated, the sword was not strong enough to fight against the highest state of the Canglan sword move, and he would be defeated in a matter of minutes.

The Meditation Sword dissipated tens of thousands of sword shadows and whizzed away, intending to send the dead back to the six realms with this destructive move.

However, the tip of Zhou Ming's sword stopped at the last centimetre, as if time stood still here, and even tens of thousands of epee sword qi could not advance any more.

Zhou Ming raised his eyes and saw the demon king's hood fluttering in the cold wind, and the heart demon seal between his eyebrows was completely different from the normal demon cultivator. It was not dark at night, but bright red like blood.What's even weirder is that half-black and half-white scales grew on his face and arms, and the palm with a hole was covered with scales and healed instantly.

Sensing the completely different air pressure, Zhou Ming immediately withdrew his sword and stepped back. Fortunately, his instinctive reaction saved his life.

A burst of extraordinary spiritual power erupted from the black-robed Demon Lord, and all the visible hailstones and meteorite residues within a radius became weapons controlled by him, turning into countless sharp blades and heading towards Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming frowned, shook his sword in all directions, and swept back with a sword.

"Wow, you're so powerful now."

The gunpowder smoke dissipated, the corners of the black robe kept flying, the hood that covered it fell down, the face was covered with scales and the facial features could not be distinguished, but the pupils were as ominous as the heart demon seal, and it was only a glance at each other. Zhou Ming frowned even deeper.

It was still the same body, but Zhou Ming clearly felt that the body had been replaced by another master's soul.

"You are Zhou Baiyuan's senior brother."

Those red eyes looked at him curiously, his voice was hoarse, but his tone of voice was naive, and the feeling of discord was overwhelming.

"I haven't seen you for more than twenty years. You have become stronger and your hair has turned white, hahahahaha."

Zhou Ming: "..."

He raised the Meditation sword to face him: "Who are you?"

"Me? You won't understand even if you tell me." Those eyes laughed, "You just need to know that I have lived with Zhou Baiyuan for a while, and I quite like that beauty, and it's very interesting to live in his body."

Zhou Ming's brows became more serious, and he felt some deja vu from those eyes... like Xu Basui when he was doing bad things, and Zhou Baiyuan when he was crazy.

Dragon Soul chatted to himself: "The only disadvantage of following him is that you keep tossing him. Tsk tsk tsk, you are too good at using the fragments of the great beauty to temper the ice curse to raise those artifacts, why are you so heartless? Is it tough? Even with me, I suffer and die from the cold."

"You are..." Zhou Ming felt his back getting colder as he heard it, and a not-so-good idea surfaced, "Heavenly Demon?"

"Yo, hit." Dragon Soul stuck out his tongue, "It seems that I am quite famous."

Under the endless icy rain, countless invisible sword intents quietly condensed behind Zhou Ming: "You reappeared in the world, resurrected the dead and reversed yin and yang, what exactly do you want to do?"

"No reason, I just want to be free." Dragon Soul twisted his neck, "Just like now, it feels good to be able to move your body, have flesh and blood, and have a heart and eyes. In other words, you come to the devil world, come to the sinful abyss, and you want to What are you doing?"

Zhou Ming narrowed his eyes: "Me? I want to settle a matter on Xu Basui's behalf."

"Excellent, let's settle for the little Demon Venerable who has been dead for 20 years..."

"He's not dead." Thousands of invisible sword intent aimed at the deceased in red in the arms of the demon, Zhou Ming calmly said, "He has been sleeping for many years, and he just woke up not long ago, and he is about to form a Taoist couple with Zhou Baiyuan .This, don't you know?"

Sure enough, the demon was stunned, and the movement of twisting his neck was only halfway: "What? Is it true or not? Is it really not dead?"

Zhou Ming took advantage of the moment when he was beaming with joy, and swung out the ten million yuan Guizhen sword intent. The demon was only half happy that day, and felt the strong pressure in the air.

Then his face fell.

He wrapped Wuhen in his arms tightly with Xu Huo's arms, and he didn't even need to raise his hands or move his spirit, even without blinking an eye, his mind turned with his mind, and the peaceful abyss of sin not far behind was surging like a frying pan.The terrifying lava roared out of the abyss, roaring like a living curtain, spreading in front of him as a cover, melting away the sword intent of the Canglan swordsmanship.

"Hey, were you lying to me just now?!" A hole was cut in the middle of the sizzling lava curtain, revealing those red eyes that were exasperated, "I hate being cheated the most, don't think that I am a good person Don't kill people! And did you just aim at the person in my arms? Damn! The fruit of my hard work for 20 years, what do you want? You want to rebel, brat!"

Zhou Ming was shocked by the power far beyond human power in front of him, but he didn't back down, holding the sword and continuing to be tough, and if it dragged on for a second, the Three Realms would be turbulent for a moment.

Dragon Soul was also frightened by his brazen and fearless aura, he took a step back involuntarily, and then came back to his senses and waved his hand, the lava of the sinful abyss moved serpentinely under the control of his consciousness, from a magnificent big curtain It turned into countless surging lava sword blades, confronting him with sudden hardness and softness.

When the manpower is exhausted, the lava of the sinful abyss can't. The dragon soul hugs Wuhen and wanders around, feeling the taste of life with a body. But Lao Tzu, admit defeat as soon as possible, pack up and go back to your garbage dump."

He really wanted to try picking his feet, but it was too inconvenient to hold someone in his arms, and only one mouth was convenient, so he explained in a chattering voice: "You were just surprised that I can control the lava of the sinful abyss, right? That must, Because the bottom of the abyss of sin is full of suffocation and demonic spirits. It is easy to say that hostile qi is pure and turbid, good and evil, noble and righteous, and killing and hostile. However, demonic souls need to be created. "

Zhou Ming's Wan Gui Zhen can overcome this dense weapon, but he found that every time he cut these living lava with his sword, a sharp howl would ring in his ears.

"Did you hear the cry? Yes, that is the demon soul in the sinful abyss. It has been dead for thousands of years and still cannot enter the six realms of nature due to its strong hostility."

On behalf of Xu Huo Li Wuhen, the Dragon Soul messed up a little bit of hair on the sideburns. It liked this woman very much, she was kind, and said chilling things while tidying up.

"Heavenly Demon can control the suffocation between heaven and earth, and use this suffocation to refine the souls that died in his hands. Everyone will not be able to enter reincarnation together, and together they will be exiled things outside the six realms. I will treat Sin Abyss and everyone Chatting, that’s how the veterans inside came here. Ah, the gentlemen who are helping me fight with you now without complaint.”

Dragon Soul became bewildered: "The Heavenly Demon in front of me...