Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

The background of the characters is not small. "

Everyone's eyes lit up, and there was undisguised curiosity in them. Seeing this, the man smiled mysteriously, stretched out his hand and beckoned everyone to gather, and said in a low voice: "I heard that this person was once a direct disciple of the Yanzong that day, and he is the one who cultivated the truth." He was at the top of the world's rookie list, but because he committed a crime..."

In the silent night, accompanied by the occasional rustling of tree shadows, the low voice was a bit mysterious.

Inside the tent, Xiao Jue's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were tightly closed, and from the surface it looked the same as when he went down the mountain, but in the sea of ​​consciousness that no one saw, a violent storm was unfolding at this moment.

Due to the exhaustion of his cultivation, the originally vast aura in Xiao Jue's sea of ​​consciousness has all disappeared, and the ten thousand law restrictions without the support of aura also withered like flowers that have lost their water, and their brilliance is gone, and they have been imprisoned under it all the time. The black mist who kept his identity also started a long-planned counterattack.

I saw that the originally clean small world was completely filled with black smoke at this moment, and the black smoke rolled down. It broke through from left to right under the restraint of the flashing red light, looking for a weak breakthrough.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly a faint wisp of black smoke came out of it, followed by the second, third, and fourth...

In just a few breaths of time, nearly one-third of the black smoke drilled out of the blocked small world. Just when the black smoke wanted to continue to drill out, the ten thousand magic prohibition above his head seemed to feel something, and it suddenly lit up. , amidst the screams of pain, the exit created by the remnant soul was quickly repaired by himself.

But even so, two clouds of black smoke, one big and one small, still appeared one mile away, and amidst the turmoil of the devilish energy, a strange scene emerged, two black skulls of the same size emerged from the thick smoke at the same time.

The skull inside gave an order to the clone outside, and while the little skull was grinning, it began a large-scale invasion in this sea of ​​consciousness.

As it flew by, a body of black smoke shot out from his whole body, covering everything he touched in an instant, and the sea of ​​consciousness of some dry land received the invasion of the devil energy, and began to restore the vitality of the past, but compared with the lushness before. The exuberance, but the current vitality is covered by a strange blood color, exuding a coquettish aura.

The remnant soul who was imprisoned in the ten thousand law restraint laughed fiercely, his voice bloodthirsty and creepy.

This sealed natural demon body was carefully prepared for him. When he succeeds in seizing the body, he will surely return to the top.

But what it didn't notice in the excitement was that after the Wanfa Restriction on the top of its head felt the magic energy of the sea of ​​consciousness, the slightly weird red glow seemed to be two points more colorful.

In the tent, Xiao Jue, who had been sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed, suddenly twitched his brows, a black glow surged on his pale face and he walked away quickly, as if he was looking for something.

After a few breaths, that strange black light invaded towards the core of his spiritual consciousness in Tianling Gai.

In a small world created by the divine consciousness, a villain who looks exactly the same as Xiao Jue is sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. Suddenly, as if sensing some danger, the villain opens his eyes.

As the pupils dilated, a black snake-like smoke shadow approached extremely quickly, and before it could react at all, it got into its body.

At this moment, Xiao Jue who had been unconscious in the tent opened his eyes suddenly.

But seeing that pair of originally pitch-black and clear pupils were completely covered by red light at this moment, showing a strange ambiguity in the quiet moment of the night.

After half a cup of tea, he sat up on the couch, and before he could get up, he suddenly heard a commotion coming from outside the tent.

"We are ordered by Tian Yanzong to protect..."

puff-

"Boss!"

"I fought with you!"

The chaotic noise stopped temporarily, and the outside became quiet, but Xiao Jue could smell the bloody smell lingering in the cold winter air very clearly.

Closing his blood-colored eyes, he greedily took a deep breath of the air, with a morbid satisfaction on his face.

This is the smell, familiar, pleasant, favorite, and very nostalgic.

After a while, a ray of sword light suddenly shot in from the outside, and the curtain of the tent was cut in two by the light, and Zuo Tangxuan, dressed in brocade clothes, walked in with a sword.

As soon as he entered the tent, Zuo Tangxuan saw Xiao Jue who was sitting on the couch and woke up in a short time. Seeing the strange bloody eyes in his eyes after opening his eyes, he was startled for a while, and then he snorted coldly.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Pointing the sword at the person on the bed, Zuo Tangxuan said: "You never thought that one day you would die by my hands, did you?"

On the couch, Xiao Jue didn't glance at Zuo Tangxuan in the distance, but was completely attracted by the Hongshui sword beside him.

This sword... is very familiar.

A few words circling, bits and pieces flying in the memory, it seems that some light and shadow are flying past, the white clothed cold sword, the ice peak and the clear moon...

Zuo Tangxuan also saw the Hongshui sword beside him. As Chu Jingran's brainless fan and crush, he certainly recognized Chu Jingran.