The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

"At the beginning when your master chose you to inherit his mantle, he hoped to suppress your bloodline with a killing heart so that people would not see through your origin."

"Unexpectedly, you still awakened the demon bone, and even awakened the killing barrier under the abyss of the demon realm."

These words were like a thunderbolt in everyone's ears——

The head of the Taoist sect in the north, Kunlun sword master Beitang Hanye, actually had a devil bone? !

For a moment, the way they looked at Beitang Hanye changed.

Although the relationship between Xuanmen and Moyu is no longer as tense as it used to be, and they will fight to the death when they meet, but this is only a relaxation under the premise that the well water does not interfere with the river water.

Demon cultivators all have a strong desire to destroy, are cruel by nature and lack restraint.

Every time they crossed the border, they burned, killed, looted and invaded wantonly.

Every magic cultivator has blood on his hands, and every sect has new and old grudges with them.

If a disciple in the sect is insulted by the demon cultivator, he will often choose to kill himself, and will never give birth to a child with the blood of the murderer.

Beitang Hanye looked at him suddenly, with a dead silence in his dark eyes: "What did you say?"

The surrounding voices quieted down instantly, and everyone saw that the black and red mist behind him burst into anger, then suddenly changed as if being held by some force.

Chu Yiyang was silent when he heard the tension in his voice.

For others, the cultivation base has reached this point, and the purity of the blood may not need to be concerned at all, but for Beitang Hanye, this is an answer he has been looking for.

He never knew why his biological mother treated him that way.

But everything seems to have an answer today.

On his heart, Chu Yiyang's hand is still on the top, and as long as the puppet threads on his fingertips are gently retracted, Beitang Hanye, who is not guarded against him, will be manipulated by him, and he will not hear such things that make him heartbreak thing.

But when he saw Beitang Hanye's eyes, Chu Yiyang knew that he couldn't.

This is the problem that he has been trapped all his life, just like the stick that tied the baby elephant, even if he is so strong now, if he is not pulled out, he will always be trapped here.

Standing behind Penglai Island Master, Seeing that Beitang Hanye was still awake at this moment, Chief Xuanyuan rekindled hope in his heart.

He took a step forward, wanting the island owner of Penglai not to say too much here: "Island owner—" No matter what he wanted to say, he would wait until he brought Beitang back to Qingye Mountain City and met Su Jianzun before making a long-term plan.

However, Beitang Hanye supported the Qiankun Sword in his hand, and separated his chest from Chu Yiyang's hand.

The black demonic energy surged from the hem of the stacked robes, and it went up all the way, dipping the purple cassock into a nearly black color.

Chu Yiyang supported himself to sit up from the ground, his eyes fell on it uncontrollably.

On the edge of the abyss, a gust of wind gradually picked up, Beitang Hanye stood up straight, staring at the Penglai island owner with fixed eyes: "What did the island owner just say...Answer me."

The owner of Penglai Island met his gaze and sighed softly: "The body of the demon bone fairy has a strong killing intent. If you practice the way of killing, you will naturally enter the realm faster than others. Your father is a demon cultivator. In terms of strength, no one in the entire Demon Realm can surpass it, if it wasn't for his affection for your mother, even your master wouldn't be able to keep you."

Hearing the life experience of the One Realm Lord, tasted the extremely secret secrets from it, and guessed who he inherited his magic bones, all the monks present - including the chief minister Xuanyuan, all changed their colors slightly.

Looking at Yan Xun who had withdrawn the seriously injured Companion Demon Python and got up staggeringly, everyone understood why he tried his best to keep them out.

First, he was manipulated to come here, killed the demon cultivator in the station, and then activated the black and red mist under the abyss of the demon realm with his heart and blood. At this moment, he heard the mystery of his life experience from the owner of Penglai Island, and all kinds of emotions collided in At the same time, the sword heart that had been broken once by Beitang Hanye was further cracked.

He heard that the boundless killings that filled his ears expanded exponentially at this moment.

And among them, a piece of fiery red corners came into his eyes.

He stood on the spot and looked down at Chu Yiyang.

I saw the blood and tears on the left face of the person who came here for him and woke him up from the trapped dream. The blood and the red clothes made that face paler.

But those eyes, which were lighter in color than ordinary people, looked at him with unprecedented concentration.

There is no loathing and fear that those people on the opposite side showed after knowing his life experience, only the exhaustion of being helpless.

The voice of the island master of Penglai is still echoing in his ears at a leisurely pace: "Even the most powerful demon cultivator can hardly understand the word love, but it is a pity that everything is a tragedy caused by pornography. These In [-], the Demon Realm banned all people and things related to the Hehuan Sect—”

Yan Xun's voice sounded, and there seemed to be blood foam in it: "Are you talking too much? What does our Demon Realm matter have to do with your Penglai Island?"

After he finished speaking, he coughed uncontrollably.

And Beitang Hanye has already been touched by the two words in the words of the master of Penglai Island.

Yan poison.

It's poisonous again.

Binding two people who shouldn't have been together made his mother give birth to him as an unexpected and painful product of her life.

He looked at Chu Yiyang who hadn't gathered the strength to get up because of his injury.

Even the two of them.

In his chest, the original joy of finding him also went out like a flame.

The beginning of their relationship was also because of pornography.

There shouldn't be a connection in the first place, so the person in front of him will always avoid him, using so many lies to avoid his attention.

When the two looked at each other silently, a voice suddenly broke the silence among the cultivators standing behind the Lord of the Seven Emotions Valley: "We don't need a bastard to be the head of our northern Xuanmen!"

This sound was like throwing a stone into the lake, and each stone stirred up thousands of waves.

In an instant, it seemed that everyone had found the courage to protest against the Kunlun Sword Sect, who had always been high-handed and powerful.

"Yes! We don't need a demon cultivator to be a sword master!"

"A demon cultivator is all the way, and he can only brutally kill! He is a demon cultivator, with demon bones on his body, it makes no difference whether he goes mad or not!"

"Did he kill few people in these years? Even the other swordsmen in Kunlun were killed by him, right?"

"Murderer! Go back to your demon realm! We don't need you in the north!"

Chief Xuanyuan was furious, turned around and shouted: "Shut up!"

However it didn't work.

These people seemed to have found a gap, smelling blood like flies, and vented to Beitang Hanye all the pressure and dissatisfaction they had accumulated under the strong rule of the Kunlun Sword Sect over the years.

The ferocious expressions on their faces became more and more obvious, and their voices became louder and louder.

Because he knew that Kunlun Jianzong was wrong this time, and no matter what they scolded now, Kunlun couldn't do anything to them.

The killing god on the opposite side is even more fearless. With the island master Penglai here, even if he wanted to violently kill him, he would have to pass the island master Penglai.

The frenzied hissing that echoed in Beitang Hanye's ears became louder.

He clenched the Qiankun sword in his hand, covered his ears with the other hand, and the expression on his face switched between madness and sobriety.

These words that should have no offensive power to him in the past are like swords and swords at this moment.

A sentence fell on him, almost making him unable to stand still.

No matter how much he had done for the North in the past, no matter how many times he had guarded them, it was completely overthrown now.

On the contrary, those who were killed by him seem to have become ghosts who died in vain under his sword, and these living people in front of them will condemn them.

"Beitang!"

Someone caught him, and a voice that was completely different from those chaotic killing madness and vicious curses passed through his chaotic mind and fell in his ears.

"Don't listen! Don't listen!"

Chu Yiyang braced himself up and grabbed Beitang Hanye's arm. He watched the person in front of him raise his head. Those originally dark eyes were filled with madness, and one of them had become blood red color.

He was short of breath, and was grabbed by Beitang Hanye with his backhand.

Seeing this scene, those who were yelling couldn't help but take a step back.

If it was said that Beitang Hanye looked sober before, but now he is slipping into madness.

The last sobriety remained in his black eye, looking at the person in front of him, but more revolving scenes appeared in his mind.

The wind and snow in Kunlun, the rainy night in the secret place.

What he killed, what he guarded.

The stone door that never opened, and the people in front of him repeatedly refused.

He held on to Chu Yiyang's arm tightly, as if he was holding onto the last piece of driftwood in this world, but he struggled not to know whether to pull him into himself or push him away.

Xu Wang had already come to Yan Xun's side, together with him anxiously looked at Chu Yiyang, and Beitang Hanye who was on the verge of collapse.

No one in this world can come back sober again after falling into a killing madness.

"Young master—calm down!" In the gust of wind, Yan Xun shouted to Beitang Hanye whose expression was torn between madness and sobriety, "Let's go back to Demon Realm to see the master! There will always be a way!"

This sound of his completely confirmed Beitang Hanye's identity. Thinking of the horror of Shura in the Demon Emperor's Prison, and thinking of their yelling at Beitang Hanye just now, some people have already started to feel regret.

"So it's him..."

Chu Yiyang heard the person in front of him almost force out these four words from his teeth, "The one who tied you to me in the secret realm...is him."

"I'm not going to see him... I'm never going to see him in my life!"

During the struggle between madness and sobriety, Beitang Hanye heard crazy laughter ringing in his ears.

He thought it was an auditory hallucination sounding from the killing battlefield, but after a moment he realized that the sound came from his own throat.

The black and red blood mist on the edge of the abyss condensed and spread out on the edge of losing control.

In Beitang Hanye's eye that turned into a blood pupil, blood condensed into substance and flowed down from the eye.

The blood contract between the two conveyed Beitang Hanye's emotions, and Chu Yiyang was almost overwhelmed by the huge bitter despair.

"Beitang——" he managed to make a sound, hoping to convey the words of his heart before Beitang Hanye went completely crazy, "I don't hate you, I don't even care...but I can't..."

Those red and black bewitching eyes looked at him.

Then, the five fingers on his arm loosened.

The blood mist gathered and attached to his robe, turning the purple robe into black and red.

Holding the Qiankun sword in his hand, Beitang Hanye retreated towards the abyss step by step.

"He wants to run! Can't let him run away!"

Panicked voices erupted from the crowd behind him, but Chu Yiyang stood where he was, as the person closest to Beitang Hanye, who even had a puppet thread wrapped around his heart, he could knock him down with just one palm, Let everything proceed according to the original plot.

But he didn't want to.

This is the first time, he does not put the plot first, but hopes that Beitang can leave smoothly, even if he falls into madness later, he will cause an uproar in the whole four realms and three seas.

However, there was a sound of breaking wind behind him, and an extremely familiar breath rushed towards him.

Chu Yiyang's pupils shrank, and before he could stop it, he saw the shadow of the whip with a destructive lightning strike heavily on Beitang Hanye's chest, breaking the defense with a whip!

Immediately afterwards, a red shadow flashed in front of Beitang Hanye.

That gorgeous but unpredictable face was reflected in his eyes, and with endless anger in her eyes, she knocked him into the abyss with one palm!

Ying Qiushui came suddenly, and the attack was so fast that everyone didn't even react.

Standing on the edge of the abyss, she heard a golden bell ringing in her ear before she felt bad, and the red dress flashed by, watching her son jump down after him.

In the growing darkness, Beitang Hanye opened his eyes, and heard the ringing of the bell that he had heard in all his ebbs, darkness and joy.

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The author has something to say:

十七2021/11/131:12:00

Oh, it seems that the whole text is over

抱木2021/11/131:12:07

Hahahahahahahahahaha

抱木2021/11/131:12:10

How can there be!

十七2021/11/131:12:12

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha or or or or

抱木2021/11/131:12:18

Their night life has just begun! !

Thank you for being here, there is nothing to see in the back (???

It's just that Beitang has changed from a restrained high-altitude flower to a demon emperor who can do whatever he wants without control, running around on dates and honeymooning blindly.

感谢在2021-11-1204:04:15~2021-11-1301:36:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 39 bottles of L.L; 10 bottles of sharpening knives;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!