Our Lady of the Mother will die if she does not escape

The surrounding area was clear and clear, and the thick fog was blown away by the strong spiritual current, and soon gathered again.

Tianlin's sword fiercely pierced straight into the left chest of the man, piercing out, the blood meandering down along the blade, flowing slowly, tick-tock, quietly falling on the ground.

As the mist returned, the skin felt burning pain, and time was frozen in this scene.The two people were very close, as if they could touch each other's forehead with a slight tilt of their head.

Chu Woyun looked at him numbly, and his expression changed in a moment, from indifference to bewilderment, shock, and finally deep despair.

That sword pierced through the lung lobe, however, there was no heart in the left chest!

Chu Woyun trembled and exclaimed: "You!"

"I knew you would come to take my blood..."

The dripping blood seemed to take away the man's strength, Chu Woyun knew that he was not fatally injured at all.

The talent of the Bloodbath Immortal Witch is to transform the functions of life. In order to gain strength, he merged various creatures into his body, but he turned into a monster with four different shapes. It is unknown whether the heart is in its original position or even has a heart.

Up to now, every bit of damage caused by the outside world can be healed with frightening vitality. Unless he finds a weak point and kills him with one blow, all his efforts will be in vain.

Chu Woyun broke his hair, gave up his finger bones, and let the spiritual flow beyond the limit explode the spiritual veins in his body, just to destroy his heart with all his strength, but failed.

How can such an enemy be killed?

With a chill on the back of his hand, Song Lingxing's hand covered his sword-holding hand, and pulled out the Tianlin sword inch by inch.

He didn't show the slightest pain, and when he looked at Chu Woyun, his eyes were full of worry.Flipping the palm on the other side, golden light gathered in his palm.

"What do you want to do?!" Chu Woyun couldn't help but retreat from fear.But on the wrist, the strength of the man's grip is surprisingly strong, no matter how he pushes and pushes, he can't get rid of it.

Chu Woyun punched him in the face, he tilted his head slightly, and pressed his tongue against his cheek, not affected by the pain at all.Chu Woyun's sword-wielding hand was restrained by him, so he could only smash it with the other hand one after another, kick it with his feet, pure hand-to-hand combat without any spiritual power, and the blow made his throat roar, which was extremely ugly.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you..."

Without the life-saving talisman of the phalanx, his hair turned white inch by inch, he felt the approach of death, his spiritual veins were broken, and there was no pain in his body, but he kept beating, stubbornly, and with the last bit of strength. The youngest apprentice he ever loved.

The only thought whistling in my mind - kill him!

Two entangled figures wrestled, staggered, and pushed on the top of the mountain.Song Lingxing was hit so many times that his face was bruised and purple.Chu Woyun didn't have the strength to beat him anymore, and scratched and scratched his face, leaving bloodstains all over his face.Later, the hair crown fell off, the purple hair was disheveled, and the face of a peerless beauty completely changed.Song Lingxing didn't say a word, and let him torment him. When the golden light in his hand was gathered, he pinched Chu Woyun's jaw and stuffed the thing into Chu Woyun's mouth.

"Swallow it, be obedient, swallow it..."

"Get out! Get out!!"

"I beg you, please eat it, or you will die, master!"

Chu Woyun went crazy, opened the thing in his hand: "I don't want it, get out!"

The man let go of his right hand holding the sword, grabbed his chin, parted his lips, and stuffed the Shengyin Pill into his mouth without hesitation. Make poisonous poisonous wine.He couldn't lift the sword anymore, so he stabbed him again and again. The two of them were too close and couldn't grasp the head. In an instant, more than a dozen blood holes appeared on the man's body, and blood was bubbling.

Song Lingxing didn't care about anything else, nothing was as important as making Chu Woyun swallow the Holy Yin Pill.

Tentacles grew out of his back, like eight-footed spiders, entangled Chu Woyun's body, Tianlin sword fell off with a bang, Chu Woyun was framed like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, still struggling stubbornly, several times , Sheng Yin Dan had already entered his mouth, and he vomited it out again.Song Lingxing pinched his shoulders, his thick eyebrows and eyes were stained with a miserable color, and he burst into tears: "I beg you, eat it, you're going to die...you're going to die!"

In exchange for Chu Woyun's screaming: "Dead? It's good to die, Ah Xie is also dead, you can die with me, and you can be buried with him too!!" After speaking, he laughed again, and after laughing Then cry, cry and laugh, weird and terrifying to the extreme.

Don't look at Chu Woyun roaring with momentum, in fact, his consciousness is free, the whites of his eyes are turned out, he is at the end of his strength, and his oil is exhausted.

The last bit of strength was used to lock the lips and tongue, which could not be pried open.He was motionless, only his limbs twitched slightly, and he stared up at the eastern sky, where a round of vigorous red sun was slowly rising.

Something tore through the continuous fog and let the morning glow shine in.

The world is quiet, and the sound of a rooster crowing in the distance can be heard in a trance.It turned out that it was a new day.

He closed his eyelids, but the last thing he thought about was—look, even if you overthrow the world, slaughter the two worlds, people block and kill people, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, when all the dust settles, the sun will rise as usual.

Those who are successful, regrettable, what can be said, and what can't be said, all come here.

The only regret is that they didn't die together.

There was a sudden change, and there was a deafening loud noise in the sky, as if two heavy objects were slamming into each other.Then there were several "kuang kuang", which startled the two people who were in a stalemate.

There is a sharp weapon attacking Qianxu Ding frantically.

The Qianxu cauldron is a sacred object, and it will bite back against the Taoist master when it is impacted. Song Lingxing's face twisted suddenly, covering his face and squatting halfway, growling two words: "Yes! You!"

Chu Woyun heard the piercing noise in a trance, looked at the rising red sun suddenly, but suddenly felt a little courage.

He heard the violent roar of the man beside him, his arms waving, his robe sleeves unfolded, and there was a hunting sound.The Qianxu Ding spun endlessly at an astonishing speed, rumbling towards the distance.

And over there, a violent cyclone suddenly rolled up on the flat ground, and there was a roar between the sky and the earth. In the black storm, several cyan lights flashed endlessly, which turned out to be thunder and lightning shot backwards from the ground to the sky!

Chu Woyun glanced at it, and it was like returning to the light. He didn't know where to find the strength to struggle to go there.

"Go to hell!" Song Lingxing put his fingers into claws, put them in front of his chest, and clasped his palms together with a "snap".I can't wait to crush that round of rising sun in the palm of my hand.

The hidden void is wide open, like a huge mouth of an abyss, swallowing all things in the world, sucking up the black wind, and spitting out the muddy filth all over the sky.

A black shadow popped out from there, holding a bloody weapon in its hand, drawing a long red line across half of the sky.

Song Lingxing turned his head and looked at Chu Woyun who was struggling endlessly.Looking at the sky again, his eyes were about to bleed with hatred, and the thick jealousy on his face seemed to be real, and he shot at the black figure.

The beauty of the Bloodbath Fairy Witch made people admire the magic of creation, but at this moment, his eyes were polluted by extreme surlyness and mania.He just wanted to crush that man's bones and swallow them so that he would never come out to be an eyesore again.

Song Lingxing was distracted, and Chu Woyun took this opportunity to pull out one arm and swung it vigorously. The broken sleeve drew a fan shape, and the thunder in the sleeve exploded in his ears.This was his last hole card, luckily, the tentacle was cut in two by the thunderbolt, and softened stickily, allowing him to break free.After his feet landed, he swayed left and right and ran towards the direction of Qianxu Ding, desperately looking for the black shadow, his heart was pounding, tears clouded his vision, he only saw the huge potential The virtual cauldron was raging between the heaven and the earth, and the rest could not be seen clearly, and the thick fog came over again. He was afraid that it was an illusion formed by excessive thoughts before he was about to die.

Hope to see through, hope to see through...

At this moment, a scream pierced the sky, and behind him, Song Lingxing knelt down heavily, and the tentacles that rose from the ground actually wrapped around his body, tightly strangled his limbs and neck, and clamped into his snow-white body. In the flesh and blood of the man, the man was pinched until his face turned red like a drop of blood, and his two eyeballs protruded!

This scene was too frightening, Chu Woyun didn't dare to approach.Why are these tentacles out of his control and attacking their master instead?

"Go away, go away! Trash! You are all dead! Don't pester me!" He grabbed his head and slammed it on both sides.

Chu Woyun is no stranger to this scene. When he first came in, he saw Song Lingxing in this state. He finally figured it out. It turned out that he was not the only one who fell into the illusion at the beginning.Song Lingxing was also controlled by his ancestor's resentment, and attacked himself madly!

As the saying goes, retribution is not good, and anyone who violates Dao ethics will eventually suffer backlash.

The next moment, Chu Woyun's pupils shrank suddenly, his mouth opened wide, and he backed away in horror.

He saw a human figure differentiated from those tentacles. Unlike the previous zombies, each of these humanoid monsters was very short, bald, covered with wrinkled blue skin, and a few sparse lanugo hairs on the top of their heads. The mouth has no teeth, only flesh-white gums are exposed, which is extremely weird and terrifying.

Those little corpses were all the failed products of his living experiments.

Song Lingxing regards them as useless waste, and throws them away at will when they die.They are stillborn children, each fetus, with a wish to be born, and those wishes turn into resentment, and they want to come back for revenge on the one who caused them pain.

Chu Woyun was seriously injured, his spirit veins were all broken, and his long hair seemed to be withered.He didn't have much time, he ignored Song Lingxing, turned his head and ran to the side where Qianxu Ding was, stretching out his hand in the air while running, trying to reach for something.

At the end, he stopped abruptly, and several stones were kicked down by him, and it took a long time before there was a little echo.

It turned out to be a cliff, with a dead end.

"Master..." Behind the man whispered, Chu Woyun turned around and looked at him coldly.

At some point, Song Lingxing had regained his consciousness, but his hands and feet were still entangled with the tentacles, unable to break free, and his clothes were torn into strips, so he could only drag his heavy steps, unrelenting, and move with difficulty step by step.

Chu Woyun had no way to retreat, and watched him approaching, holding the Shengyin Pill in his hand, handing it to himself, tempting: "Master... come here, don't you want the Shengyin Pill, I will give it to you .”

"Eat it and you can kill me..."

"One more step, and you'll fall to pieces."

"As long as you come here, I admit my mistake, and I will do whatever you want me to..."

"That's just an illusion, Ah Xie is dead!"

Song Lingxing was already extremely weak, and the tentacles that kept growing on the ground entangled layer by layer, almost drowning him.

The white hair was covered with blood, sticking to Chu Woyun's face, it was extremely dirty.He looked at the circular object with flowing golden light, and heard Long Xie's voice from a distance.

Song Lingxing's face changed from weak coaxing to strong hatred.

Chu Woyun took a step backwards, his heels were already hanging in the air, only the toes barely landed on the ground, his figure swayed, and he stabilized without falling.

This was originally a barren slope, but after the formation was activated, the ground continued to bulge upwards, and it became the top of a hundred-foot-high cliff, which reached directly into the sky and was precarious.

"Don't go there anymore, Master, come to me, I will give you the best of everything... At that time, the two worlds of humans and demons will be something you have never seen before..."

His words were interrupted by Lang Lang's shouts from below.

Chu Woyun turned his eyes to the bottom of the cliff, and the person he missed day and night was opening his arms to him.

"Master! Jump down!"

That man danced wildly with silver hair, with two dark and wild dragon horns on top of his head, his black robe was like pure crow feathers, and the wild silver patterns on his clothes were all familiar to Chu Woyun, especially those burning pupils, staring at him It reminded him of the oldest and most glorious legends in the world.

"There is a curse on the top, I can't go up, you jump down, I will catch you!"

The demon king could not fly up, nor could he fall, behind him, at the bottom, the bloodthirsty vortex lurking in the void was approaching non-stop.

Song Lingxing was tied up in the ancestral land, and the tentacles tied him up like a monster. The deformed dead body tore out an ugly and broken body, and a beautiful face, forming a very impactful picture.The Tianlin sword was stuck in his chest, and blood gushed endlessly.

"It's all fake..." Song Lingxing murmured to persuade him. In his hand, an inner alchemy shining with pale golden light was no different from the most addictive drug in the world to him.

Is it an illusion formed by longing, or a ghostly nightmare?

Chu Woyun looked back at Song Lingxing sadly, and his hair was covered with black hair, which turned completely gray in the flow of energy.

Then, without saying a word, he jumped down.

Until it fell into that strong chest, in the eye sockets, torrential tears gushed out like a floodgate.

Many years ago, it was Chu Woyun who kicked him cruelly into the Qianxu cauldron, but this time, the two of them are intimately entwined, like a pair of butterflies with broken wings, free and sad, falling into the endless time and space full of ghostly lights .