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When Song Qianji heard "choose again" in the dark, a very dangerous intuition flashed in his heart.

He originally thought that a strange treasure was born, and the tunnel of the underground palace was opened, causing the earth to shake.For some reason, the spirits were afraid and longed for this treasure, and Wuxiang also came here for this reason.

He is confident that he can kill the opponent before Wuxiang seizes the treasure.

But now it seems that things are more troublesome than he expected.

Song Qianji said coldly: "I was unlucky in the past, and I chose wrongly every step of the way. I don't want to choose again."

Before she finished speaking, Jingmei dug up the ice and cleared a path, screaming bursts.

Song Qianji was about to make a move when he saw that the man opposite him looked calm and indifferent, so he stopped abruptly.

"Sinister and vicious human monks, you should die this time!" Jing Mei screamed with red eyes.

Her long nails almost pierced Nu Wuxiang's eyeballs, but the next moment her gaze became distracted and she broke her own neck.

Song Qianji was startled, and watched as Jingmei ran into the ice cave one by one, tearing off each other's flesh and blood, biting each other's throats, and fell to the ground exhausted.

Jingmei rushed in one after another, at first trying to attack the two people in the cave, but then seemed to be unable to control themselves.Crazy attacks on the same kind or self-mutilation to death.

The blood gurgled like a river and seeped down.The cave was poorly ventilated, and the strong smell of blood made it difficult to breathe.

Rao Song Qianji had seen all kinds of extremely cruel and unscrupulous fighting methods, and seeing this strange and crazy scene, he still couldn't help but shudder.

Nu Wuxiang watched this scene intently, and smiled: "They can't control themselves, they can only use flesh and blood to support the things below."

The earth trembled, as if a huge living creature turned over in the depths.Drenched in blood, the entire cave undergoes strange changes, and a faint layer of blue light appears on the ice surface, but it is not the light of runes or formations.

Song Qianji looked closely, as if he wanted to penetrate the ice layer: "Restriction? There is a seal underground?!"

What made Jingmei dare not enter the cave during the day, and attacked the monks night and night.

Countless scattered clues surfaced and flashed through his mind.

"That's right." Nu Wuxiang said with a smile, "Patriarch Xuehe's underground palace has many treasures, even 'Boundless Fire'. But what's the meaning of a dead thing? The one sealed here is a living thing.

"200 years ago, the mount of Patriarch Xuehe will wake up. The beast is called 'Chaos'. It likes to eat essence and charm. It is not picky about food when it is extremely hungry. It can eat the entire underground palace. Fortunately, Xian Jianchen came in time, and a seal sealed it. The town went underground. It's a pity—”

She once again said it was a pity, with a sincere expression: "The seal will gradually become weaker as time goes by. Every 20 years, the sealer should come to repair it and strengthen it. Xian Jianchen is too lazy, and lazy people always have lazy ways."

Song Qianji said: "He tampered with the seal. It is a means to attract spirits to self-mutilate, absorb blood and life force to strengthen the seal. But...how did he do this?"

Really not human, Song Qianji thought to himself.

Nu Wuxiang was happy to explain his confusion: "It's a sound, a sound that we can't hear, only they can hear. This is the cruelty of ancient nature. Predators will make special sounds or smells to attract specific prey Xian Jianchen engraved the sound of chaos into the seal, and whenever the power of the seal weakened, this sound would come out by itself."

"The seal designed by Xian Jianchen has been maintained for 200 years. How could the Jingmei clan be willing to make nourishment sacrifices? In order to break free from their fate, they have tried to replace it with the flesh and blood of various living creatures and monsters, only the human monks have not tried it yet. But this time, I happened to be hit by you."

Song Qianji frowned: "Essence has the strongest power and willpower at night. They want to break into the cave, kill the human monks here, and sacrifice them instead, so they attack over and over again. They are the weakest during the day, and they are afraid that they will enter the cave by themselves." They didn’t dare to come in because they went mad and self-mutilated. It’s just that they don’t know that Xian Jianchen designed this seal, and they must use their blood and vitality to complete the reinforcement, and everything is for nothing.”

He felt a little complicated.

In the previous life, after he led the team into the underground palace, Jingmei rushed into the cave, the seal was strengthened, the earthquake ended, and everything returned to calm.

Only in this life did he know the answer to the mystery.

Nu Wuxiang said: "You guessed well. Guess again, what do I want to do here?"

Song Qianji said coldly: "Break the seal."

Nu Wuxiang said: "At this time, the number of spirits is far from enough, and the seal is at its weakest in the past 20 years. As long as I want, I can release Chaos and devour most of the living things in the underground palace. Judging by your expression, Xian Jianchen must not have told you. You these."

Song Qianji shook the cornfields in the world and awakened a group of migrant workers: "Why didn't you say something about such an important matter earlier?"

The souls of migrant workers have complained about their grievances.

"We need to know that we have already said it out for extra points." Shaking Heaven Patriarch said in a strange way, "Look at the youngest Pingyuan Daoist in the wheat field. He died 200 years ago and was trapped in the ancestral hall as a town after his death. Mountain spirit, who cares how many glorious achievements your master has!"

Master Pingyuan took pleasure in other people's misfortunes: "As long as the master worships well, there will be a lot of mess behind him!"

"Enough." Song Qianji had a headache from the noise.

He thought that he was Xian Jianchen's teammate for the time being, and Wuxiang was his enemy.

But the reality is very cruel. The enemy's understanding of Xian Jianchen is [-] times more detailed than his fake apprentice and teammate.

The night Xian Jianchen lived in Songyuan, he could say a lot of useful things, so he wentssip instead.

Song Qianji scolded Xian Jianchen ten thousand times in his heart, but there was no trace of anger on his face, instead he appeared confident and calm:

"Xian Jianchen didn't tell me this, but he gave me this sword." He turned the thin sword in his hand, "This sword is very fast, as soon as you raise your hand, I can pierce your heart, you don't have time to break the seal .If you don't believe me, try it."

"Of course I believe it! Xian Jianchen loves swords. In addition to his natal sword, he also collected twelve famous swords in the world. The twelve swords are made of different materials and have their own strengths. He went to the world and destroyed three, leaving nine. The 'Wuying' in your hand is the fastest killing sword..."

She changed her voice: "But you also know that no matter how fast a murder sword is, it can't be as fast as a person who is about to commit suicide. The power of my self-destruct can completely shatter the seal."

"Madman." Song Qianji's fingers clenched the hilt of the sword with excessive force, turning slightly white.

He talked to Wuxiang to delay time and let Ziye Manjusri take people farther away.

In the previous life, everyone suffered heavy casualties, and only those who entered the underground palace escaped.

He subconsciously thought that the corridor would lead to safety, but it would only take a little time.Could it be that these cognitions made him fall into the enemy's trap in this life?

After his rebirth, he knows how to deal with people and things, has he been stuck in the preconceived past life experience?

Song Qianji felt a chill run up his spine.

For the opponent's madness, even more shaken at this moment.

"Last time I asked you to choose between killing one person and saving thousands of people. This time, no matter how many amplifiers you have, it's useless. You can't save everyone, let alone let them save themselves."

Her voice was clear and melodious, her demeanor was charming, with a kind of innocent cruelty, "If I live, tens of thousands will live. If I die, tens of thousands will die. How do you choose?"

More extreme environment, heavier chips, greater pressure.

The Wuying Sword's killing intent was overwhelming, and it hummed continuously.

After Song Qianji was reborn, there were very few moments of real anger.

Most of his thoughts were spent on vegetable plots, gardens and other seemingly insignificant things for monks.

The smaller a person cares about and the easier his desires are satisfied, the less likely he is to get angry.

He only becomes angry when he encounters something he cares about but cannot protect.

"If you choose to kill me, more than half of the people in the underground palace will be buried in the belly of the beast. They all died because of you. Can you sleep peacefully at night? If you choose not to kill me, we will swear to each other that we will never fight each other again. I am not you enemies, we can cooperate."

Song Qianji felt extremely absurd: "Cooperation? Me and you?"

Nu Wuxiang said: "You have already seen that Xian Jianchen is cruel and no better than me. There is no harm to you if you abandon him and choose my side. You are so smart, you must know how to choose."

Song Qianji was startled, and suddenly understood why this avatar had to turn into a female cultivator.

Her voice is soft, with a kind of magic power to deceive people's hearts, and she is as loving as a mother:

"We should stand together instead of fighting each other. The sky is going to collapse here, and no one is destined to save it. But we can let it die and come back to life, so that everything can be restarted. I choose you to be the only one in the new world." Cultivator, Song Qianji, you will become the only god in the new world."

"The god of the new world?" Song Qianji lowered his head and turned the hilt of his sword, as if thinking.

"I know you are stalling for time and want to wait for this seal to be strengthened. I will count to three, and if you don't make a decision, I will immediately destroy the seal. One, two—"

"Okay. I'm willing to swear." Song Qianji's voice was calm, almost ruthless.

The female Wuxiang smiled, and the smile of the winner who got his wish appeared on her face.

The next moment, this smile suddenly twisted and turned into a scream:

"what--"

The Shadowless Sword pierced through the chest.A sword pierced the heart, and blood gushed out.

Almost at the same time, Nu Wuxiang gritted her teeth, did what she said, and blatantly blew herself up.

"You are the madman!" Song Qianji heard her scream angrily.

The blinding white light and the huge impact made him temporarily deaf and blind.

The ice cracked and he fell rapidly.

"Roar!" The ancient ferocious beast's heavy breathing sounded like a roar.

He still uttered the second half of the unfinished oath: "I swear that no matter how many clones you have, I will kill you by the sword!"

After the enemy died, every sentence he said was sincere: "I said before that I came to kill you because of Xian Jianchen. I retract this sentence. I will kill you because I want to kill you."

Then he affixed amplifying notes to himself, and produced a casket.

The box is not big, like a young girl's dowry.

……

"Did you see the sky shaking?" The moon was bright tonight, and in the underground palace, countless people looked up at the moon.

Meng Heze said helplessly: "Are you drinking too much? There have always been earthquakes, so why are there earthquakes?"

Ji Chen pointed it out to him: "Look carefully, it's really an earthquake. This is the underground palace, isn't the earth above this our sky?"

After the words of heaven were finished, the wind blew across the ground, the night was torn apart, and an incomparably huge shadow descended on the world.

"Roar!"

The giant shadow looked like a dog, with four wings on its back and six legs under its belly.