Best Ascension

Chapter 286 I am the "Demon"

Between the sea of ​​clouds, Zhao Sheng suppressed his astonishment, clasped his fists and looked around, and said respectfully:
"May I ask which senior made this joke with the two of you? Junior Zhao Qingyang, you are so polite!"

"Whee!"

Suddenly, the coquettish laughter sounded again, but this time it came from behind Zhao Sheng.Accompanied by a sweet and soft breath.

As soon as Zhao Sheng smelled this scent, he suddenly felt dizzy in his mind, and inexplicably produced countless beautiful pictures.

"not good!"

At this moment, he was terrified, turned his head suddenly, and saw a flawless, glamorous face tightly pressed against his shoulder, showing a charming smile at him.

Taking a closer look, Zhao Sheng's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

This "human" who appeared inexplicably is only three feet tall, but his facial features and figure are perfect to the extreme, his skin is like jade, exuding a lustrous luster, his temperament is ever-changing, and he charms all living beings.

In addition, there are two huge butterfly-shaped wings growing on her back. The surface of the wings is shining with psychedelic and hazy glare. In the blink of an eye, dots of phantom light are sprinkled from above, which is extremely gorgeous and magnificent.

"Thousands of Imaginary Empresses!"

At this moment, the Huangsha Taoist at the side suddenly called out tremblingly, his voice full of despair.

Today, the Shiwan Dashan has been developed and occupied by the human race one after another, and the territory of the demon domain is shrinking day by day. The demon kings in the Shiwan Dashan fled to death, and there are not many demon kings who can survive.

Among all the demon kings, Empress Qian Huan is undoubtedly the most troublesome and frightening one.

This demon king seems to have a discord with the human race. He began to take revenge on the human race thousands of years ago, and he always opposed the southern border cultivating immortals, and repeatedly provoked a wave of demon beasts in the southern border.

500 years ago, the Emperor Beast Sect and the Patriarch Yuye set a trap, and finally captured Empress Qian Huan alive, and imprisoned her in the animal garden of the Emperor Beast Sect.

Who would have thought that this demon king, who possessed magic powers, was able to escape from the Beast Master Sect.

After that, she kept a low profile and rarely showed up in the world.

All kinds of information about Empress Qian Huan quickly appeared in Zhao Sheng's mind, and he was ready to reincarnate in his heart.

"I didn't expect Bengong to be able to catch two little sweethearts on a whim. Not bad, not bad! This person is full of energy and blood, with a high spirit, but he can chew a few more times."

Huan Niang fluttered her butterfly wings and circled around Zhao Sheng lightly, with a satisfied look on her face.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng tried his best to pump Qi Haizhenyuan and Zifu Divine Consciousness, but unfortunately, they were all suppressed by a majestic and strange force, unable to move at all.

At this moment, Taoist Huangsha beside him was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his body trembled unconsciously.

Don't blame him for being so gaffe.

For thousands of years, the deaths and injuries of hundreds of millions of people, and countless tragic events that have caused the entire clan to die, have already created a terrifying existence that terrified countless immortal cultivators in the southern border cultivating world.

At this time, Zhao Sheng calmed down unexpectedly, and said coldly: "Now that I'm in your hands, the empress will kill or cut, so please listen to me!"

Huan Niang chuckled, that charming smile hadn't dissipated yet, but her expression suddenly turned cold, and she looked at Taoist Huangsha coldly and mercilessly.

"Noisy!"

After a yell, Taoist Huangsha was terrified, but in the next second he showed a look of intoxication, as if he was indulging in an inextricable dream.

This appalling scene shocked Zhao Sheng.

Because he didn't find out how Empress Qian Huan made her move, nor did he notice anything strange around her.

In such a blink of an eye, a Jindan real person unexpectedly "fell" without warning.

"Are all the eighth-ranked demon kings so terrifying? Perhaps this demon's illusion is close to the Tao!"

Zhao Sheng asked himself, even he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to remain conscious in the hands of Empress Qian Huan.

Huan Niang turned her head, looked at the expression on Zhao Sheng's face, and suddenly smiled and said, "You don't seem to be afraid?"

"Aren't you afraid of becoming a doll of this palace? When you watch yourself kill your wife, children, parents, and all your relatives and friends who are related to you, and finally kill yourself and become a devil who is neither human nor ghost. Are you still not afraid of such an end?"

While speaking, the butterfly wings behind Huan Niang fluttered, emitting circles of psychedelic light.

Hearing these words, Zhao Sheng suddenly saw countless horrific scenes.

These pictures are lifelike, just like real.

The next moment, his eyes flashed, and his whole body suddenly appeared in a pool of blood. The strong smell of blood poured into his nostrils. The Xinglong City in front of him was in flames, and countless screams of despair came from nearby.

And at his feet, his wife Dong Miaozhen and son Zhao Huaxiong both fell to the ground, their deaths extremely miserable.

Not far away, the eldest son, Zhao Huaying, with disheveled hair, yelled with despair and anger on his face, "Father, are you crazy? You actually killed your mother and second brother with your own hands!"

At this time, endless remorse, pain, sadness and other emotions suddenly appeared in Zhao Sheng's heart, but he "saw" in despair that he waved his hand expressionlessly and released a sword light, cutting off the eldest son in half.

"No!"

Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows and let out a desperate roar, but he kicked his wife's body away and fled away.

In the next second, Zhao Sheng's eyes were blurred, and his mind suddenly returned to reality. All the previous pictures disappeared like clouds and smoke, but the scenes just now became more and more clear.

In front of a big demon king of the eighth rank, Zhao Sheng is like a three-year-old child facing an extremely strong adult, his skills are not worth mentioning at all.

"Hee hee, what's the taste of despair?" Huan Niang walked around Zhao Sheng twice happily, but her perfect face was full of viciousness.

At this time, Zhao Sheng suddenly lowered his head, and when he raised his head, there was no fear in his eyes, and his expression became calm and fearless.

Seeing this, Huan Niang smiled instead of anger. In the past 2000 years, she has seen many brave, fearless and persevering human immortal cultivators, but in the end, all of them were suffering from tears to the point of mental collapse, and finally became puppets in her hands.

"Little guy, you seem to have something to depend on, that's why you are fearless. I am very curious about what your basis is. It was just an appetizer. You will have time to relive the horror of Bengong in the future."

Zhao Sheng remained silent.

But in this short moment, he faintly found that this big demon king seemed not as powerful as it appeared on the surface.

There was a lingering death aura faintly exuding from this Empress Qian Huan, and her movements were slightly stiff, as if this demon body was not her real body.

Of course, this kind of physical incongruity was only observed under the vision of fairy spirits, and ordinary golden cores couldn't detect it at all.

Huanniang probably didn't expect that the little guy in front of her was actually an old monster who lived many lifetimes, and naturally she didn't expect that there was a magic skill called "Star God Thousand Hearts Art" in the world.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng's consciousness has quietly split into one big, two small and three.The big consciousness occupies more than [-]% of the spiritual power, and the two small consciousnesses are curled up in the deepest part of the soul.

One remains awake, while the other falls into a complete slumber, only to wake up again a month later.

The three consciousnesses are independent and parallel. Although there are differences in strength and weakness, they are generally the same in essence.

Seeing that Zhao Sheng was not moved, Huan Niang flashed a stern look in her eyes, and immediately pointed out, only to see hazy and psychedelic colorful butterflies flying out of her fingertips.

These colorful butterflies danced around Zhao Sheng with their brilliant brilliance.

After flying around for a few laps, it turned into wisps of brilliance and entered Zhao Shengzi's mansion.

In an instant, countless fragments of past memories suddenly appeared in Zhao Sheng's consciousness, and his soul was suddenly enveloped by colorful brilliance. In an instant, he seemed to be trapped in an endless fantasy dream.

After doing this, Huan Niang's body complexion suddenly weakened a lot, her hair suddenly fell off, and turned into brilliance and dissipated, her body couldn't restrain the strong death energy.

"This little guy's spirit is so tenacious. He wasted so much of my divine thoughts and mana. Originally, the butterfly body could last for a year, but now there are only 40 years left. It seems that a new one must be cultivated as soon as possible." A sixth-order phantom butterfly."

After Huan Niang muttered something in a low voice, she flew in front of Taoist Huangsha and started to do the same.

Illusion is a deception in essence.The superficial level of illusion is mainly to deceive the five senses, while the middle level of illusion is to deceive even the intuition and consciousness of the enemy.

The ancients often say that fantasy is born from the heart!In fact, this is only a medium-level illusion.

Advanced illusion is like Huan Niang, even the enemy's consciousness and memory can be permanently "deceived",
And the most profound illusion, or the Dao of Illusion, can "deceive" even the Dao of Heaven, and even "reappear" the Dao of Three Thousand Dao.

If someone can deduce the Dao of Illusion to such a height, then Mantian Xianfo will also become a plaything in the palm of his hand.

……

I don't know how long it has passed, as if just in a trance, Zhao Sheng suddenly woke up.

At this time, Taoist Huangsha's concerned greeting came from his ears: "Fellow Daoist Zhao, fellow Daoist Zhao! What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Sheng woke up like a dream, subconsciously operated the profound arts, and a large amount of spiritual light suddenly appeared under his feet, supported his body that was about to fall, and at the same time turned his head to look at Taoist Huangsha, and said with a smile: "It's nothing. I just lost my mind for a while, let's hurry up. "

"That's good! We're about to go out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, just don't have any accidents."

Taoist Huangsha felt relieved, nodded his head, and waved his long sleeves. Yellow light enveloped his whole body and shot out immediately.

Zhao Sheng pursed his lips, smiled to himself, and then left in a flash.

However, at this time, he didn't realize that there was another "self" deep in his soul.

In the depths of the Zifu soul sea, a fist-sized dim ball of light is slowly floating upwards.

Zhao Sheng in the ball of light was extremely terrified at the moment, and even felt his hair stand on end.

The "Zhao Sheng" outside didn't realize at all that his consciousness had been tampered with by Huan Niang.

Some cognitions have been distorted, and the seeds of hatred have been planted, just waiting to take root, grow vigorously, and bear tragic results.

Even his memory had some gibberish added to it.

Some non-existent stories and some inexplicable enemies were added "naturally".

Everything seemed so harmonious and natural, "Zhao Sheng" didn't realize it.

……

Five days later, Zhao Sheng and Taoist Huang Sha returned to Xinglong City.

Taoist Huangsha lived in the city for two days, and after Mrs. Zhao re-determined various cooperation transactions, he finally left happily.

Zhao Sheng who returned home was very normal and did not show any abnormalities.

However, there are always some subtle changes in him that are happening quietly.

Dong Miaozhen was the first to notice all the subtle changes in Zhao Sheng.

My husband is gradually becoming indifferent, becoming more reticent than before, and occasionally even reveals a strange and fierce look.

Although Dong Miaozhen felt strange about this, she didn't think much about it.

She also couldn't imagine what her husband had encountered before.

At the same time, another "Zhao Sheng" deep in his soul was also very depressed.

He didn't dare to expose himself at all, and he didn't dare to communicate with that "Zhao Sheng".

Because the previous "self" had just hooked up with that powerful "Zhao Sheng Consciousness", and it only made the consciousness confused for a moment, and was easily assimilated by it.

At this time, a metaphor can be used to describe Zhao Sheng's current predicament.

The real "Zhao Sheng" seems to have become a demon, a "demon" rooted deep in the soul of the false Zhao Sheng.

Once he shows up, he will be eliminated by the main consciousness and then quickly.

This fate is more than a tragic one.

It was precisely because of this very special state that Zhao Sheng fully understood the many arrangements and tampering of Empress Qian Huan in his consciousness.

If it continues according to this monster's script, the Xinglong Zhao family will be in danger!

On weekdays, Zhao Sheng can only use the method of mind projection to secretly hint at the main consciousness, trying to let him discover the strangeness in the memory.

Unfortunately, so far, the effect is not great.

Although the main consciousness occasionally noticed that something seemed wrong, it quickly ignored it automatically.

Because every time when the main consciousness finds something is wrong, a butterfly phantom emerges from the memory picture, and then sprinkles bits and pieces of hazy illusion.

At this time, the main consciousness will subconsciously ignore all the strange things.

At this time, Zhao Sheng really saw the horror of Qian Huan Niangniang's illusion.

Fortunately, he saved his last hand. If he still can't solve the demon's illusion in the end, he can still choose to explode his soul and reincarnate again.

Time passed day by day, and half a year passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, an earth-shattering happy event caused a sensation in the entire Xinglong City, and quickly spread throughout the entire southern border.

The ancestor of the Xinglong Zhao family, Zhao Xuanjing, the real descendant of the dragon, successfully survived the thunder disaster at the gate of the Dizangzong three days ago, and was promoted to the realm of Yuanying.

Along with it, there was an even more astonishing news: Jianglong Daoist actually subdued a dragon.

On the same day that it survived the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation, Jianglong Daoist Zuo Xialong also survived the Dragon Transformation Tribulation and became the only seventh-order mountain dragon left in the world.

Xinglong City became the focus of the entire southern border cultivating immortals for a while.

Everyone knows what it means for a cultivating family to have a Nascent Soul Patriarch,
So soon, countless cultivating sects and families sent leaders to Xinglong City in a hurry to celebrate the birth of another Yuanying Patriarch in Southern Xinjiang.

During this period, the whole Zhao family was very busy and crazy, and they were so happy that it was hard to describe in words.

The old ancestor was still recuperating in the Ksitigarbha sect, and the Xinglong city has turned into a sea of ​​joy.

For three whole months, Xinglong City was as bright as day and night, the whole city was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the sky was full of fireworks.

As Zhao Sheng's golden elixir, he was naturally the primary target of many forces.

After three months, he almost gave up his cultivation and continuously interviewed Jindan comrades who "came here for their fame".

At this time, a certain weak consciousness hidden in the depths of his soul silently accumulated the power to fight back, and waited for a certain opportunity to come.

After another half a year, the end of the year is approaching, and it is less than eight years away from Jiuxing Lianzhu.

On this day, the ancestor Zhao Xuanjing came back riding a dragon, and his power shook the world.

When the entire Zhao family cheered for the ancestors to live forever, the opportunity that Zhao Sheng had been waiting for finally came.

(End of this chapter)