His old enemy deceives the world

In an instant, the killing intent was overwhelming, penetrating Chu Yu's internal organs. His eyes were red like dripping blood, and at some point in his hand, there was a long spear, and the tongue of flames on the barrel was entwined and sprayed, as if carrying the most terrifying malice in the world. With the vicious sound of piercing the sky, when Zhong Cang was unprepared, he slammed into his face!

"Chu Yu!"

A loud shout sounded beside his ears, and Chong Cang in front of him was suddenly burned to ashes by the flames, and replaced by... Chong Cang in mortal skin appeared behind him, holding his gun tightly with one hand, even though he was The palm of his body made an ear-piercing "Zi La" sound under the licking fire, and he didn't even flinch a bit, and scolded with burning eyes: "What are you doing!"

"I..." As if enlightened, reason returned to his mind in an instant, Chu Yu froze, and saw that everything in front of him gradually turned into that weird altar again, and the phantom suspected to be a candle dragon stood beside him, without facial features. Looking at him with a half-smile on his face, Chu Yu was so startled that a row of cold sweat broke out on his back, and he felt palpitations for a while.

He almost fell into the path of that illusion!If this shot is really stabbed, the consequences will be unimaginable!

But thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Although he was in the illusion of Zhulong's marriage from the beginning to the end, he was superimposed by this illusion with an illusion based on his own experience, so he didn't know. When Chong Cang woke him up, did he see the same picture as him...

But he couldn't ask about this kind of thing, otherwise wouldn't it be self-inflicted?While he was struggling, Chu Yu sneaked a glance at Chong Cang, but met his ravine-like eyes, and immediately felt a chill.

If he was still a baby bird now, the fluff all over his body would have exploded long ago.

With a crushing flame spear, Chu Yu moved two steps to the side uncomfortably, avoiding the posture of the two people who seemed to be hugging at this time, and then said: "How did you find this place? How did this illusion come about?" thing?"

"Through the induction of spiritual sense, don't forget that I have branded your meridian. For me, your breath is as mellow as old wine, which is very mellow and easy to capture." Chong Cang said this with a light expression. Such words are not ashamed at all.

Chu Yu's expression was a little cracked by his description, and while he secretly despised the old monster for his shamelessness, he also wondered suspiciously: Could it be because of this Bar?

Even though Chu Yu was suspicious, but now is not the time to slander, because from the moment Chongcang broke in, the passage of time in the entire illusion seemed to come to an abrupt end, and all the faceless people turned their pale faces to The two of them were obviously still in the picture, but there were rustling whispers around them. The voice became louder and harsher, and finally changed into a shrill scream, as if they were going to scream at any time. There are endless evil spirits rushing up, tearing the two of them apart and devouring them.

"What's going on?" Chu Yu's face changed slightly, those voices were noisy and chaotic, and they were secretly mixed with magic power. Chu Yu's consciousness was stabbed in pain for a moment, and he wanted to calm down and stabilize his mind, but suddenly came from under his feet. With a sense of weightlessness, the hard bluestone altar turned into a muddy pool of blood, dragging his body down.

"It wants to keep us here forever." Chong Cang's tone was cold.

"But it's not yet known who will win the deer." A plain statement, but behind it hides a magnificent and heroic mind, which made Chu Yu look sideways. He didn't expect that Chong Cang's ice-hard appearance was actually full of blood.

As soon as the words fell, Chong Cang's body was blown by a violent wind, and he stirred up his inner breath, and the continuous stream of pure demon power was like a tough and unbreakable barrier, isolating the frenzied river of blood from the outside.

Thanks to the demon lord's supernatural powers, Chu Yu also broke free from the blood swamp. Through the blurred barrier fluctuations, he saw that the outside world had turned into a sea of ​​blood and flesh, with fragments of internal organs and twitching and bouncing blood vessels mixed in. Together, they twisted into a waterfall shaped like a giant python. It hit the barrier condensed by Chong Cang non-stop, and the mournful and wailing sound from time to time was deafening. When the sound rang, he immediately seemed to be frightened, and said in a panic: "Old Zhong, how are you? Can you still stand it?"

Chong Cang closed his eyes and remained silent, but the breath around his body suddenly condensed, and the barrier suddenly shrank into a black point within a short time, and then a roaring torrent burst out from it. Wash away all filthy things, so that as soon as the blood river full of hostility touches its surface, it immediately turns into thick black smoke.

For a moment, the waves formed by the barrier were like the most domineering force in the entire space, rampaging through countless struggling and writhing giant pythons, invincible.

However, at the moment when the illusion was about to collapse, a huge buzzing sound suddenly sounded. It seemed to come from the deepest part of the ground, and it contained the most venomous curse. Stirred like a bell into a paste.

When he looked at Cang again, his eyes that were always clear and clear were startled, but immediately, his eyes returned to clarity, he hugged the stunned Chu Yu by the waist, and with a tap of his toes, he quickly left the trembling surface.

As soon as the two of them left, a bump in the shape of a pustule bulged up on the ground where they were standing. It burst open suddenly, and rotten flesh and blood rolled out of it. After all the dirt was removed, what surfaced was A huge one-eyed, it opened slowly, and the blood-red pupil occupied the entire eye socket, staring at the two people who were stagnant in mid-air, and there was an indescribable hatred in it.

"He really is Zhongshan Candle Dragon!" Chu Yu exclaimed, for a moment he couldn't care about Chong Cang's palm wrapped around his waist.

"No, he is already dead, and what remains in the Yang Realm are just fragments of obsession." Chong Cang asserted without doubt, his other free palm suddenly reached out out of thin air, turned over, and moved with ease , but it caused a world-shattering movement.

I saw countless black branches drilled out of the ground in an instant, overwhelmingly entangled the blood-red one-eyed, and with a shrill scream, sucked up the bulging eyeballs, leaving only the shriveled and empty eyelids that seemed to be telling Endless hatred.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The same voice as in the ruined temple at that time, but the infinitely lingering love turned into rotten and festering resentment, echoing non-stop between heaven and earth.

"Shut up and hold your breath!!"

After Chong Cang finished speaking, he went to cover Chu Yu's ears, but it was a step too late, and the entire grotesque illusion was distorted and deformed, just like the last carnival.

A monster who has entered the final state early, and is even half a step away from becoming a god. All the joy, anger, sorrow, joy, greed, anger, ignorance, and resentment in his life are all within this short moment. The most straightforward way is displayed in front of the eyes of only two spectators.

At this moment, Chu Yu felt as if he had become the god of Zhongshan who guarded the lost land in the extreme north. He is a family of criminals exiled by heaven, even though he knows that his duty is to guard these criminals, he still falls in love with him without hesitation.

The taste of love made him taste the essence, just like a drug addiction that is difficult to quit. It was fine if he didn't have it before, but now once he gets it, he can't stop it anymore. For this, he is willing to give everything.

Whether it is a token transformed from his own soul, or a dagger that can kill gods, he is willing to dedicate it to him, because he has so much, but asking him to give up everything, he is willing to give it to him.

——Even until the moment when the cold iron object pierced through his chest, he still didn't want to regret it. In the endless resentment and anger, the last wish in his heart was to break apart the crushed ground and slowly taste the love of the boy. This last moment together.

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why?

Chu Yu's headache was about to split, as if something was about to come out.

Is this the word love that can make the world's creatures mesmerized?But how could it be so painful?

The scorching hot blood flowed through the limbs and bones, Chu Yu was in pain, why?Does he feel like he's burning?

"Bang".

It was as if fireworks were blooming, and the dark sky was pierced. Chu Yu opened his eyes suddenly in a nightmare, and the cold snowflakes brushed across his cheeks, leaving a slight sense of pain. With a loud voice, he took a step forward in a daze.

There is a hard mountain rock under the feet, and the accumulated white snow is attached to it, which is as hard as black ice. When Chu Yu raised his head, the blue sky was as clear as a wash, and it was like an endless ocean that was about to pour down. Only then did he suddenly realize that he On top of the mountain.

There was a trace of the cold scent of trees in the air, the smell was vaguely familiar, especially at this moment, it smelled indescribably attractive, so Chu Yu couldn't help pushing away the clouds and mists in front of him and walked forward, but he was caught off guard. A huge sycamore tree towering into the clouds suddenly came into view.

"It's you..." Chu Yu murmured.

The verdant leaves rustle in the cold wind, and the straight and vigorous trunks are like the pillars of the chaos, exuding an overwhelming momentum all the time. It is the spiritual vein of natural catalysis, and it is also carved by the way of heaven. The most perfect creation!

In an instant, Chu Yu felt that all the dreams he had had since he was a child, the vague gap in it, had been filled. He stared at the Wannian phoenix tree like a maniac, and approached it step by step, even if he knew that he would be overwhelmed by that row of mountains. He would not hesitate to be crushed into dust by the coercion.

Different from the one seen in the mirror brush wash, the Wannian phoenix tree in front of him is so real, Chu Yu couldn't help stretching out his slightly trembling hand, and gently pasted it on the rough and hard tree scales .

"Do not!!"

Chongcang's stop sounded suddenly, but Chu Yu didn't seem to hear it. He was trembling from the depths of his soul at this moment, and his body seemed to suddenly become something that didn't belong to him. The giant hand of fate couldn't wait to push him to touch it. The ancient sycamore tree, which has been lonely for tens of millions of years, is as irresistible as moths to a flame.

The trees were full of flowers, all blooming in an instant, like a dream, like a dream, clusters of lavender flowers, all facing Chu Yu under the tree, in a trance, the meaning of their existence is for this moment.

"No...no..." Chong Cang retreated in disbelief and self-deception as if struck by lightning, the situation in his eyes was changing, anger, unwillingness, confusion, and a few strands of unexplainable feelings alternated back and forth on his face, The usual calmness and indifference like Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi's all collapsed at this moment.

It even jolted Chu Yu back from the out-of-body experience. He should have been elated, but at this moment, he couldn't tell what his thoughts were. He felt a sudden shortness of breath, and the paralyzed sense of urgency rushed all the way up his tailbone, making him feel like Pinned in place, unable to move.

But at the same time, it also made him wake up from the fantasy dream of the Demon Lord of Destiny, and even detached from the situation in front of him. He thought in horror: Could this be the last move of the candle dragon before his mind was broken, trying to make himself and Chong Cang fight? Also turn against each other and follow in his and that boy's footsteps?

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to squeeze out the words, and said with difficulty: "...This is an illusion, we are all hallucinating."

"No." Chong Cang suddenly rejected Chu Yu uncharacteristically. He seemed to have stars and seas of fire in his eyes, and he said firmly: "This is the destiny. The ten thousand-year parasol tree is destined to bloom for you."

Chu Yu's heart skipped a beat, he never expected Chong Cang to admit his identity like this.

"But the fate of a certain person has never been controlled by the sky!"

The voice suddenly turned cold, Chong Cang's hair flew up suddenly, and the monster power all over his body swept and stirred in the wind and snow. Chu Yu's expression changed in an instant at the side, could Chong Cang want to kill him? ? ?

It was as if his heart had been hit hard. Chu Yu didn't even know why his heartache was coming at this moment, but it was just a pause for breathing. But Yu still didn't give way, watching the monster power transform into meteors and rush into the sycamore tree, causing the purple flowers on the tree to close one after another. In an instant, the ten thousand year sycamore tree returned to its former verdure, as if everything just now had disappeared. It's just the traces of stones passing in the dream lake, and after the faint ripples pass, there will be no traces to follow.

And the scenery on the top of Qiongtu Mountain gradually shattered and weathered, and the two finally returned to the real reality.

The author has something to say: Don’t blame Lao Zhong for not giving flowers to Chu Yu, because he is different from Ah Zi, he has his own personality and ideas, and he will not humiliate himself to make flowers for Chu Yu who only wants to be a demon lord .