long night walk

Chapter 1591 The Real Knocking Spirit

Fan Ying used her spiritual power to barely repair the torn gap in the spiritual flag in her hand. She smiled faintly and said, "Brother Bai, do you know that you always like to speak without thinking when you are nervous, and your words are not clear enough to express your meaning."

Bai Xiong said angrily: "I want you to talk too much!"

Fan Ying held the flag in one hand, and the flag cut through the space. A powerful spiritual power that surpassed her own realm and cultivation instantly spread out for thousands of miles. In the shaking of the earth dragon, a red beast was wrapped in scarlet black mist and bathed in molten currents. Its head alone that poked out from the crack in space was as big as a palace.

The huge red beast did not completely crawl out of the crack. The thick snow under its feet seemed like white sand blown away by time, and it flew away quickly in a strange shape.

The exposed earth and leaves of the trees began to quickly turn to gray and rot under the breath of the red beast.

Seeing this scene, Bai Xiong didn't know whether he was shocked or terrified. There was a bang on his head. He looked at Fan Ying with a pale face and said in a lost voice: "Blood Demon Beast? It's a Blood Demon Beast?! The spiritual flag given to you by the master actually sealed a Blood Demon Beast? The Blood Demon Beast cannot be completely sealed by the power of the boundary seal. Even through the sealing artifact, it can still absorb the essence and blood of nearby living things. You actually hid it close to your body all day. Are you crazy?"

"Such a noise." Fan Ying tilted his head disapprovingly, looking at him with cold and mocking eyes: "Brother Bai, why are you so excited? You fought with me for this spiritual flag artifact, but it seems like you had a falling out with me."

Speaking of this, the wound on Bai Xiong's abdomen that almost went across his chest and abdomen began to ache again.

The temptation of the power brought by the artifact was so great that even the brothers and sisters who had walked through the field of life and death together, under the huge temptation of Qing Ao throwing such a artifact...

They almost had a falling out.

Back then, the knife used by his junior sister almost ripped him open. If he hadn't been lucky and had quick reactions, his internal organs would have been ripped out by her.

And he also tried to kill her. In that battle, Fan Ying won a tragic victory. It took her three years of recuperation before she could concentrate on her spiritual practice again.

The brother and sister fought to the death to seize the sacred weapon, and both sides ended up miserably. Bai Xiong didn't know whether the little sister who had followed him all over the mountains since childhood had hated him to the core since that day.

But what Bai Xiong was sure of was that he had hated her for hundreds of years.

Since that failure, he no longer had the qualifications to compete for any rare and precious resources in the sect, whether it was the self-defense soul jade or the thousand-mile protection talisman, as long as it was something she liked.

Until today, he saw that the divine artifact spirit flag actually contained a blood demon beast that sucked people's essence, and his heart was already turned upside down.

Ever since she obtained the divine weapon, it was impossible for her not to know that there was such a ferocious giant beast hidden in the spirit banner.

But why...she never said.

Obviously, if she just said it, he could... could...

He didn't know where to sort out his complicated emotions for a moment, and Fan Ying, who had sacrificed the blood beast, slapped a familiar talisman towards his back with his backhand.

The spiritual power of the runes increased greatly, and a strong wind blew up around Bai Xiong. The spiritual patterns surrounded his body, forming a wind wall with its own domain, as if isolating all things in the world from outside.

His heart was pounding, his face was distorted, and he screamed out: "Fan Ying!!!"

However, before he could grab the hand that was throwing the talisman towards him, his body crashed into the light of the talisman array and disappeared.

Fan Ying sneered. Because the country demanded spiritual power and essence from her when she summoned the blood beast, her body could not bear the burden, and scarlet blood began to flow from under her nose.

She looked at Bai Xiong's disappearing light with cold eyes and sneered, "You're annoying even to look at you. You want to die together with me. Don't be such a disgusting man."

Looking at the giant beast that crawled out from the space crack, it was able to crush the surrounding mountains and forests and razed them to the ground just by relying on its momentum.

However, the hand that Fan Ying held the flag with was drained of all its energy in an instant. The skinny skin stuck tightly to the bones, and it was as thin as a stick, as if it would break at the slightest touch.

The remaining many True Immortal Sect disciples seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, and at the same time realized what was about to happen.

They didn't even bother to continue besieging and killing the demon fairies and the descendants of the immortals in the mountains. Their fighting spirit, which had never been afraid to retreat when facing the densely packed demon beasts in the forest, suddenly dissipated.

They fled in all directions, just wanting to get away from here as soon as possible.

Fan Ying seemed to be unable to support her body. She half-knelt on the ground, and her voice gradually revealed a bit of weakness. She smiled sinisterly: "Why are you running away so fast? I only let Senior Brother Bai go, but I never said that you... can also leave."

As she spoke, she raised her other intact hand high up, swung her palm down, and inserted it deeply into the flag.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the only remaining hand quickly withered, and all the blood and essence was swallowed up by the blood monster.

"Ignite my life fire, offer my heart of Tao, and give the red beast to you. The curse will be answered, and the one who kills will die!"

Under the mottled bloodstains, her expression was twisted and crazy, ferocious and ruthless. With her as the first sacrifice, countless strands of scarlet mist emerged from the flags and pierced through the heads of every cultist disciple who was fleeing in all directions.

The eyes of those cult disciples rolled and blood flowed from their noses. As the blood beast howled to the sky, all the blood was drained away in an instant.

The bones seemed to have been drained of their marrow, becoming extremely brittle and unable to bear the weight of the thin layer of skin on the body, and they collapsed to the ground inch by inch.

The space that imprisoned the Blood Demon Beast completely cracked, and the evil demon energy inside it boiled out. The strong wind it brought about when it swept past directly blew the mountain away.

Blood spurted out of Fan Ying's mouth, his body staggered, and he looked at the terrifying beast above his head with burning eyes. The corners of his mouth pulled up and he said, "Is this the true existence of the source that has brought me strength for so many years? The Blood Demon Beast is really worthy of its reputation."

Her eyes moved slightly, and she saw that the dozen or so monsters that had lost their target had gathered together, led by the black tiger, and their eyes were fixed on the huge and evil blood monster.

The Blood Demon Beast had been sealed by Qing Ao for many years, and had been starving for a long time. Even if it ate the thousand disciples of the True Immortal Sect, it still couldn't satisfy its appetite.

Its red eyes, like flowing fire, stared greedily at the dozen or so monsters on the ground.

  In an instant, a fierce wind of fire swept across!

As the giant claw swung, the shadow that descended and covered it was like a mountain falling, and fire fell violently like rain.

Several immortal clan members who had been vying to attack the leopard girl not long ago were hit by the raging fire, and their bodies were instantly burned. The raging fire seemed to have an extremely terrifying devouring power. It was more like devouring their bodies into useless slag than burning them to ashes.

Among the group of monsters, a phoenix with dark blue wings swooped down and turned into a curtain of light, protecting the remaining descendants of the immortals and the Kunlun demon fairies.

The raging fire poured down like raging liquid, but it was unable to break through the layer of light curtain.

Fan Ying, who was half-kneeling on the ground, had her mouth twisted and froze. She raised her eyes and saw that the dozen or so monsters and even the figure standing in the depths of the darkness had no intention of entering the light curtain barrier to hide.

No matter how fierce the devil's flames were, the figure standing in the darkness could not be illuminated by the firelight at all. The outline was always blurred and it was impossible to see its true appearance.

The leopard girl lay on the black tiger's back and smelled a familiar scent from it, like rain and fog, but not as terrifying and desperate as she remembered.

She opened her bright eyes and said in shock: "Who on earth are you..." "Excuse me."

Along with a gentle and clear voice, a slender hand with a low body temperature penetrated the darkness and gently fell on the deep wound on her ankle where the bone was visible.

A light blue as pure as water soon spread out from the palm of his hand.

Under that light, the incurable injuries were gradually soothed and relieved, and healed at an incomprehensible speed.

The leopard girl stared blankly at the beautiful hand covering her ankle. Before she could raise her head to look at the man's appearance, she felt that the other person's scent smelled very pleasant. Although he had the same demonic aura as her, he gave people a feeling of being spotlessly clean.

This feeling...she had only felt it from the Empress.

However, this hand is clearly a man's hand, so it is impossible that it belongs to the Empress herself.

But for some reason, even though she knew the person coming was not the empress, she felt inexplicably at peace in her heart. Even though she was facing such a terrifying and powerful enemy as the Blood Demon Beast today, she could no longer feel as desperate as she did just now.

The hand that healed her wounds did not stay on her feet for too long. Seeing that the wounds had healed, he quickly withdrew his hand.

At the same time, the leopard woman raised her eyes, wanting to see the man's appearance clearly.

The blazing flames of the blood demon beast could not even illuminate the person clearly, but at this moment, a bright snow-white moon slowly rose from the top of Kunlun Mountain and enveloped him, creating mottled light and shadows that illuminated his figure.

The eight hundred miles long sea of ​​blood is winding with raging flames, the ground is covered with barren rocks, and rotten bones are piled up everywhere, but the snow tonight has a warm halo like a gem, which condenses into a beam under the moonlight and is reflected in those mysterious and beautiful blue eyes. There seems to be a pool of warm and clear water in them. Even in such a situation, it is still gentle.

The man was dressed in white and was very tall. Even though his face was covered with a mask that looked like it was made of ice and jade, his full appearance could not be seen clearly, but in the moonlight and snow, his whole body still glowed with an alluring fluorescent color.

The leopard girl's throat moved, and she looked at the pair of silver dragon horns on his forehead. For some reason, her heart beat very fast, and she asked blankly, "Who... who are you?"

The man didn't say anything, but just raised a finger and gently touched her forehead.

The movements were exactly the same as those used by the great masters of the True Immortal Sect over the years to enlighten and knock on the spirits of the demon fairies in the mountains.

When the leopard girl was young, she didn't know what this action meant. She only hoped that one day she could become an immortal and shed her demonic bones.

But today, we learned from the imperial decree issued by the female official Qingxuan that this soul-knocking ceremony actually hides such a horrible and cruel truth.

Could it be that this person is also a disciple of the True Immortal Sect?

The leopard girl was frightened and subconsciously shrank her neck, but for some reason, when the finger really touched her forehead, she only felt that her mind, which had been obscured by a turbid aura for many years, was shaken.

It was as if some heavy shadow was wiped out in one fell swoop, and the entire spiritual palace became clear and extremely light.

An unprecedented feeling, there are only two words to describe it.

clean……

The soul-knocking ceremony seems to be exactly the same, but the feeling is very different.

Every time he knocked on the demon's spirit, Bailian could clearly sense the obsession in the demon's heart.

He retracted his fingers, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "Look up and be worthy of the heavens, look down and be worthy of the earth. What if you are a demon or an immortal? What if you have demon bones or immortal bones? Whether you are born in the mountains or in the grass, your life has never been defined by others."

The leopard girl opened her mouth and seemed to understand something.

But if she was asked to explain what she had figured out, she couldn't quite put it into words.

I just felt that the huge rock pressing on my heart was lighter.

Although Fan Ying couldn't see Bailian's appearance clearly, he could see his actions of knocking on the spirit.

She took a breath, looked at her with gloomy and angry eyes, and said, "Who are you? Why do you know the ritual of knocking on the spirit that I taught you?"

That person's demonic aura was as vast as the sea and the abyss, but he was able to perform the ritual of knocking on spirits and praying for salvation just like a cultivator...

If she is the empress, everything makes sense.

But there is not a trace of demonic aura on him, but he is a complete demon. However, he can do this, which is incredible!

The uneasiness in Fan Ying's heart grew stronger.

If this continues, it will probably ruin the leader's plan.

Her eyes suddenly became fierce, and she was about to order the blood demon beast to kill the boy.

Through the distant wind and snow, she seemed to hear a vague chuckle from the man's voice.

"The art of knocking on the soul that you taught? It's just a trick using the purple magic Gu. Can it be called the art of knocking on the soul?"

The wind and snow blew sideways, and the man's figure disappeared on the spot, leaving several afterimages in the space.

The next moment, the man in white appeared in front of the blood demon beast in the huge palace as big as a mountain.

He raised his arm and tapped his fingers lightly.

The world is silent and everything is quiet.

With a light tap of his finger, most of the evil energy around the blood beast was directly transformed, as if it had been purified in an instant.

That huge body, as huge as a mountain, melted away like a volcano.

The body of the Blood Demon Beast also began to shrink. Its ferocious and vicious body curled up into a small shape, with its limbs huddled together. It was sealed back into the central area of ​​its own cracked space-time world.

"Crack..." There was a crisp sound.

Under Fan Ying's dull gaze, the flag in her hand broke into two pieces, lost all its spiritual power, and fell to the ground empty and in tatters.

Bailian looked at the weak woman half-kneeling on the ground and said calmly, "Unfortunately, tonight, I don't plan to let any True Immortal Sect disciple leave this mountain."