After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

Blood dripped on Ning Xiu's mouth, and he subconsciously wanted to lick it, but he heard Ning Buwei's heavy breathing.

His eyes were covered in darkness, but he didn't feel afraid because he felt his father's breath. He stretched out his little hand and tightly grasped Ning Buwei's little finger. "Ah~"

Daddy~

Ning Xiu realized that Ning Buwei was in danger, and subconsciously wanted to ask Bai Bai for help.

Bai Bai is so strong and so warm, every time he feels uncomfortable, he will go to find Bai Bai, and it will not be uncomfortable to be hugged by him for a while.

He wants to take his father to find Bai Bai and want to hug him. If Bai Bai hugs his father, it won't be uncomfortable.

But for some reason, he couldn't get out, Ning Xiu was so anxious that he was about to cry.

in vain!Save Daddy!

Their spiritual consciousness was trapped in the phantom formation, and their spiritual consciousness could not get out at all. Ning Buwei was able to leave before because of his understanding of Yan Lanpei's phantom formation and his fearless courage. Spiritual consciousness cannot be separated from here.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu's crying voice reached his ears.

Ning Buwei, whose consciousness was blurred by the pain, suddenly woke up.

Du Luzhi said triumphantly: "So what if you set up the Soul Devouring Formation in Yan Lanpei's phantom formation? Now it's in my confusion formation, I don't know that Yaoteng is reluctant to leave the living Ning Xingyuan! "

Du Lu thought that Ning Buwei had exhausted his spiritual power and was no longer afraid of him, so he pulled out his long sword suddenly, Ning Buwei spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, but he still stretched out his hand to hug Ning Xiu into his arms.

Ning Xiu looked at his father tearfully, his mouth was covered in blood, and he had time to smile at him, "Father is fine."

"Woooo..." Ning Xiu whimpered, his little face wrinkled into a ball as if he was exerting force.

Ning Buwei covered his bleeding mouth, coughed several times and insisted on laughing at him, "Your spiritual sense...you can't poop."

Ning Xiu didn't know whether he was angry or suffocated, his face flushed red.

"Oh, it's just a bony little monster, you really think of him as your son." Du Lu sneered.

Ning Buwei raised his eyelids and gave him a cold look, "You...you know nothing."

Du Lu's face darkened slightly, and he was about to end him with a sword, but Ning Buwei's bloody talisman hidden in his sleeve shone slightly.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the wall made of peach blossoms was broken from the inside out, and Yan Lanpei rushed out with a pale face, spitting out a mouthful of dirty blood.

When Du Lu saw him coming out, he would rather not be afraid of being half dead than alive, so he turned his attention to Yan Lanpei and sneered, "You're still willing to come out?"

"Using dead people, crossing the deer, that's your skill." Yan Lanpei stood up unsteadily, looked at Ning Buwei behind him, saw that his face changed when he was covered in blood, and raised his hand to shake Ning Buwei. In order to send out the phantom formation, he was stopped by Dulu.

Countless peach blossoms condensed into whips and green vines entangled together and exploded, the wall was cracked a few times, and Feng Zizhang and others trapped inside with psychedelic expressions could be vaguely seen.

Yan Lanpei broke through the countless peach blossoms in front of her eyes, and went straight to Du Lu's face.

Yan Lanpei consumed too much when he broke through his confusion formation, but Dulu had already absorbed the spiritual power of other monks in the illusion, and easily blocked the blow.

The peach blossom stamens elongated in an instant, turning into countless sharp knives and piercing through Yan Lanpei's limbs. Yan Lanpei let out a cry of pain, and knelt down on the ground powerlessly, blood and spiritual power draining rapidly along the translucent stamens.

The illusory formation controlled by Yan Lanpei gradually dissipated due to the decline in the master's strength, but the confused heart formation took over.

Yan Lanpei said angrily: "Ning Xingyuan taught you the art of living flowers to save your life, but you turned it into an evil array!"

"This shows that what Ning Xingyuan taught me is not a good thing at all!" Du Lu's face twisted for a moment, and then he said proudly: "It's better for me to change it. Look, whether it's a person who cultivates the ruthless way or you Wasn't it because of a dead man that the monster who had no intentions was defeated by me?"

"If I fight alone, I can't beat you, but I would rather Xingyuan...he is on my side." Du Lu seemed to vent all the anger of these hundreds of years, raised his arms and laughed loudly: "Look Look! If he dies, he will still affect your Dao heart, and if he dies, he will still be used by me! Hahahaha!"

Yan Lanpei stared at him, "You are an unknown beggar in Canzhou. If Ning Xingyuan hadn't taken you in, you would have froze to death in the severe winter snow! The Ning family will give you food and clothes, and Ning Xingyuan will You raised him up, and if you want to practice Taoism, he will take you as his apprentice and teach him personally—"

"You sound good! He's just a hypocrite who is used to acting!" Du Lu was so angry that his eyes were red, "He said the same thing before and the other, and he said he took me as a disciple, but in fact he still regarded me as a servant! I am alone A direct disciple is not only inferior to Ning Chengfeng, a side branch of the lone star of the evil spirit, but even inferior to a demon vine like you!"

There was resentment in Du Lu's voice, "He never regarded me as an apprentice, and his kindness to me was just hypocrisy! If that's the case, why did he save me in the first place!?"

"He is good at saving you! He raised you up! When he came down from Shenyue Mountain, he even said that he would teach you the Rejuvenation Array!"

"But you colluded with outsiders inside and out to trap you rather than being unrighteous!" Yan Lanpei tore off those flower stamens and stood up from the ground, soaked in blood, crying blood with hatred, "You... ungrateful bastard! "

Du Lu was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Impossible! How could he pass the rejuvenation array to me!? Impossible! You lied to me!"

"He is your only personal disciple, what do you think of him!?" Yan Lanpei's eyes were full of hatred, "I saw you kill Ning Xingyuan with my own eyes!"

Ning Buwei, who had been calmly adjusting his breath, opened his eyes suddenly when he heard this, staring at Yan Lanpei, "Who do you think killed Ning Xingyuan?"

"It's him! Dulu!" Yan Lanpei pointed at the person in front, "I came down from Shenyue Mountain that day and saw it with my own eyes!"

"It's not me!" Du Lu was furious immediately, "You don't want to spit out blood! How could I kill him? I just—"

"Could it be true what I saw with my own eyes!" Yan Lanpei stared at him, a burst of strong light erupted from his body, "Today you will definitely die!"

Yan Lanpei has obviously reached the end of his battle, Yan Lanpei is not afraid of the battle, countless peach blossoms in the confused heart suddenly explode, and the soft flowers and leaves turn into sharp giant blades and long whips, enveloping the mighty spiritual power to concentrate on attacking Yan Lanpei, destroying everything Wild fluctuations.

Ning Buwei disregarded the severe pain in his heart, holding Ning Xiu in his arms and jumping around in the constantly protruding and changing confusion arrays and flower knives.

"Ning Xingyuan keeps saying that he regards me as a direct disciple, but turns around and wants to sacrifice me!" Du Lu's angry accusation resounded throughout the illusion, "I just want to live! Why did I become an ungrateful little boy in your mouth? people!"

"Talking nonsense!" Yan Lanpei said angrily.

However, people who are angry can't think so much, the entire confused heart formation is riddled with holes, and countless sharp knives swept towards Yan Lanpei in the middle like a tide.

Yan Lanpei was already exhausted, and the countless vines dimmed and withered, obviously unable to resist.

At the very moment, endless runes unfolded in front of him layer upon layer. Those runes exuded pure and majestic crimson spiritual power, as bright as stars, and turned into an unbreakable barrier to block the blow for him. Exhausted and suddenly collapsed.

Standing in the corner, Ning Buwei was shocked, and the arm holding Ning Xiu was trembling slightly.

One of the relatively intact Suzaku Broken Knives had cracks on the surface, and the remaining spiritual power inside leaked out, but it crumbled and lingered on him and Ning Xiu, refusing to dissipate.

He even spontaneously gathered at the wound in his heart to heal him.

Ning Buwei was taken aback for a moment.

Only his own spiritual power can automatically repair the wound so intimately. This spiritual power was clearly stolen from the old thing's sea of ​​consciousness, and he even took the initiative to heal his wounds.

Could it be that there was an accidental sympathy, and that old thing... Thinking of this, Ning Buwei felt a sudden chill, even seeing that crimson spiritual power was not pleasing to the eye.

However, before he had time to think about it, Du Lu had already approached him, and said in disbelief, "You're still alive?"

Ning Buwei was pierced through the heart by him, but the spiritual consciousness in the phantom array, although it will hurt a little, but it will not be killed by one blow, Hearing this, he snorted and said, "My son favors me."

"Heh, this child is born with a golden core, but it is clearly born against the sky, and there is an aura of exquisite bones on his body—" Du Lu guessed that he would not be able to make any waves, and the tip of the sword rested on Ning Buwei's jaw, "After you die, I will refine him to see if I can refine the exquisite bones!"

Ning Buwei smiled contemptuously, as if he was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

Even if he was about to die in his hands, the other party still had that haughty look on top of him.

"What are you laughing at!?" Du Lu grabbed his lapel and pulled him up, and said with a stern look: "You are going to die and you are still laughing! Ning Xingyuan is like this, even you are like this!? Just like your surname Ning Is there a kind?"

"That's right, our surname Ning...is so kind." Ning Buwei twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a cruel smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out a hand and spread all five fingers. The vines that were about to wither suddenly seemed to be alive, and under the urging of Ning Buwei's spiritual power, they pierced through the surrounding walls and sharp blades formed by the condensed peach blossoms.

Dulu's face changed drastically, and he said incredulously, "Impossible! You clearly have no spiritual power! How can you control Yan Lanpei's vines! But I can't!"

Yan Lanpei, who fell to the ground and was dying, laughed happily: "Because... I believe that the Ning family is the main one! Not you, a bastard!"

Ning Buwei gave Du Lu a cold look, and opened his other hand, on which was drawn a blood talisman that had already been drawn.

Before Dulu could see the appearance of the blood talisman clearly, Ning Buwei slammed it on the ground, countless black mist rose into the sky in the confusion formation, forming a soul-devouring formation with distinct strands, and every place covered The key points of the array are the footholds where Cai Ning Buwei hugged the child to avoid jumping.

Not only was he running away in a hurry, but he was also deploying blood talismans at the same time!

Du Lu suddenly fell into an ice cellar, and belatedly remembered what the man had said to him:

Ning Chengfeng is very evil.

However, it was obviously too late at this time.

The soul-devouring formation set up in the self-confusing formation broke out, and merged with the soul-devouring formation that Ning Buwei had set up in the illusion formation at the beginning. Countless green vines were used by him, firmly guarding every position, as if Numerous finely intertwined large nets trapped Dulu in it.

Dulu has nowhere to escape!

"Ning Chengfeng!" Dulu looked flustered and couldn't help shouting: "You can't do this! If I don't die, the lives of nearly a million people in Linjiang City will still be saved! If you kill me, they won't be able to save them all." They're back! They will be like the people from the Xunfu and Shangshang Erzhou, who will become evil spirits and ghosts who will never be reborn forever!"

Yan Lanpei raised his head with difficulty, "Chengfeng..."

Ning Buwei's eyes were scarlet, he tilted his neck, and showed a sinister smile on his face, "Isn't that just right? Otherwise, why do you think that group of bastards from the Chongzheng League have been yelling at me every day for the past 500 years?"

At that moment, Du Lu felt chills all over his body, and Ning Buwei in front of him was like a ghost crawling back from hell, frantic and terrifying.

He doesn't care about other people's lives at all!

"Your meridian is cut off, so you can't control it for so long!" Yan Lanpei desperately got up to regain the dominance of the vine, but he couldn't get in at all.

Ning Buwei wailed for Ning Xiu in his arms, and grabbed his hem and pulled it vigorously, but Ning Buwei remained indifferent as if he hadn't heard it.

In the phantom formation condensed by Yan Lanpei, the two soul devouring formations merged into one, devouring Du Lu's bewildering formation, and then cracked Yan Lanpei's phantom formation. Spiritual consciousness has nowhere to escape, either being crushed under the ruins, or swallowed up by the Soul Devouring Formation.

"Didn't you want spiritual power? I'll give it all to you." Ning Buwei hooked the corner of his mouth, and the surging spiritual power in the phantom formation rushed towards Du Lu in the soul-devouring formation.

"No! No—ahhh!" Du Lu let out a heart-piercing scream, countless spiritual power condensed with ghost energy and rushed into his consciousness sea dantian, just a moment later, waiting for his ending would be a blast body and die.

Countless blood-colored runes obliterated him like bright stars, lingering on the flesh and blood of his spiritual consciousness, which was far more intense than the pain of his body.

Du Lu finally realized that Ning Buwei was different from Ning Xingyuan, he stared at them viciously, his eyes were full of ferocious madness, "Then let's die together!!"

In Linjiang City, a large formation suddenly lit up at the bottom of the turbulent endless river, which involved Ning Buwei's soul-eating formation in the city and the huge vine in the center of the city, sucking the bodies of countless unconscious monks into it.

Sensing that there was resistance to contend, Ning Buwei looked stern, and injected all the spiritual power in the Suzaku Broken Knife into the large formation under his control.

There must be no retreat at this moment, and those who retreat can only die.

"Ning Chengfeng! Stop! You will die of exhaustion!" Yan Lanpei shouted: "Think of your son!"

Ning Buwei paused for a moment, and immediately Suzaku smashed his sword into the sky, bringing the spiritual senses of Ning Xiuyan Lanpei and Feng Zizhang into the calming array he had set up for beating Dulu before.

Yan Lanpei looked at the small but solid Anshen Formation here, a powerful invisible barrier firmly protected them inside, outside the mountains and rocks collapsed and the illusion was annihilated, but inside they were safe and sound.

Ning Xiu was held in the arms of a stranger, and stretched out his little hand towards Ning Buwei who was in the air, crying so hard that his lips turned blue.

Outside the illusion, the soul-eating array centered on the carrier building is connected to the soul-eating array in the inn. The vines that cover the sky and the sun are rustling, and the whole Linjiang city is shaking. The endless river in the city is suddenly choppy. Lightning, thunder, and black clouds rolled over the city.

The monks surrounding Linjiang City looked panic-stricken. They had already noticed the abnormal situation in Linjiang City. They had been trying to find a way to get in these days, but they couldn't find a way, and they couldn't get in touch with the people trapped inside. There was a change in the city, obviously the enchantment was loosened, and this is a good time to break the city.

The elder of Yunzhongmen Wen Heshen's four disciples were all trapped in Linjiang City. He was anxious at this moment, and when he saw this, he activated his Wind Sword and said to the disciples behind him: "Disciples of Yunzhong follow me to break the city!" !"

Chu Bai, one of the ten elders of the Chongzheng League, also sacrificed his sword, "Everyone in the Chongzheng League obeys orders and prepares to break the city!"

There are even Jiting Sect, Hehuan Sect and other sects who came to save people, ready to break into the city at any time when they see the right moment.

There was a strong wind in the city, and the surviving monks returned to their spiritual senses. However, before they were lucky, they would either be drawn into the bottom of the endless river, or be bound by the black fog and white bones that filled the city. Their spirits were gradually disappearing, and they panicked Roared out.

Ning Buwei's lips kept overflowing with dirty blood, and Du Lu was still struggling desperately, so he was bound to drag Ning Buwei to be buried with him.

Rather than being exhausted, it was like a kite with a broken string falling from the sky and falling into the endless river.

The cold river water soaked his nose and mouth, Ning Buwei opened his eyes and searched around in the water, the sound of breaking water came from behind his ears, he suddenly dodged to the side, and there was a deep wound on his face, blood splattered along the wound Come out and spread out in the water.

He turned around in the water, but he couldn't see the crossing deer. He was about to swim up to take a breath, but his ankles were tightly entangled in the cold water plants.

The air in the chest cavity gradually thinned, blood and water mixed in the trachea, Ning Buwei began to cough up blood continuously, at this moment, he suddenly found a strange light source in his peripheral vision.

After a while, Ning Buwei gritted his teeth and manipulated countless green vines, transformed into a giant palm and grabbed the real body of Dulu from the bottom of the endless river.

When the real body was arrested, Du Lu's face was disastrous, blood continued to flow from his mouth, and he looked at Ning Buwei with hatred, "You... so what if you kill me? Ning, Ning Xingyuan is already dead... the surname Ning has died... Dead...Nearly tens of millions of people in Xunfu and Shangshang Erzhou... all died because of your Ning family...Ning Xingyuan tried his best to protect you...but you have fallen into a demon, and everyone in the seventeen states shouted Hit... like, like a lost dog! Hahahaha!"

"Ning Chengfeng! You are a lone star! No one around you will survive!" His hanging hand held the formation, and the positions of the two reversed instantly, and the formation at the bottom of the river suddenly crushed Xiang Ning didn't do anything, and showed a sinister smile on his face, but the smile froze in the middle. "Well--"

Ning Buwei supported the formation with one hand, and stimulated his spiritual power with the other. The huge palms transformed into green vines squeezed the deer into a ball of blood, which fell to the bottom of the endless river.

The number of cracks on the Suzaku Broken Knife gradually increased, and a terrifying and cold black mist enveloped the entire Linjiang City. The black mist condensed by the Soul Eater Formation gathered between his left fingers, entwined and pierced straight into the blood of his wrist. , with the other hand controlling countless green vines.

His original scarlet eyes flashed with countless strands of green light, and the two seemed to be fighting.

Ning Buwei had obviously lost his sanity, blood gushed down from the penetrating wound on his chest, and his left hand had turned into a bony claw.

He finally couldn't hold it anymore, the large formation left by Du Lu crushed his arm, and he fell down with a bang.

"Ride the wind!" Yan Lanpei's eyes were shattered, urging her spiritual power to fly up.

Ning Xiu, who was protected by the vines, wept loudly, and Ning Buwei stretched out his little hand as he rushed towards the fall, and a brilliant golden light erupted from his body.

At the same time, a thunderstorm broke out outside the city, and many monks who tried their best to save people rose up with their swords. Countless spiritual powers condensed into a giant long sword, which led the thunder down, and slammed at the sky-blocking sword with a mighty momentum. vine!