Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Within the space of consciousness, magic and magic swords complement each other, and each move is a sure kill.

"Morning Bell·Soul Burial Song!"

"Eternal life·One sword is endless!"

The sleeves of the phantom master Bo Ying danced, and the strange figure looked like a prayer. A strange force that did not belong to this world suddenly filled the entire space, and then the ghost groans and the evil spirits howled.

Countless ghosts and undead souls rushed toward Yi Qingtian, their sharp claws and teeth, and the breath of despair merged into terrifying murderous intent, giving Yi Qingtian no chance to survive.

"Taifu, I didn't expect that in our first confrontation, you would want to kill me."

"Yiqingtian, I will never allow you to help others do evil."

"You can't influence my decision."

"Suffer to death!"

Bo Ying's phantom master cast another spell, and many ghosts and evil spirits merged together to form a demon that was as tall as the roof. It roared up to the sky, as if swallowing the scorching sun, and its ferocious and demonic nature was exposed. Then, its arms, which were several feet long, closed and surrounded Yiqingtian. .

If held tightly, the flesh and blood body will merge into the ghosts and evil spirits, becoming a dead soul that will never wake up.

"One sword brings blood and hatred!"

Suddenly, the demonic sword charged angrily, bringing up a stream of world-devouring fire, which surged out like a waterfall. Wherever it passed, the space suddenly became scorched black.

At this moment, the troll suddenly disappeared, and the sword light did not stop, piercing into the heart of the Hakuing Phantom Master. In an instant, the sword cut off the life, vermilion splashed, and the space suddenly collapsed.

"Taifu you?"

Yiqingtian didn't know why Baoying Phantom Master wanted to die, so he rushed forward to catch her falling body.

As the life of Bo Ying Phantom Master passed by, a scene appeared that made Yi Qingtian shocked and regretful. The face of the person in front of him changed inexplicably. The face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with uncertain emotions, gradually transformed into a face that was full of thoughts and dreams. Jade face.

"Jun Shiyu? How is that possible, how can it be you!"

Bo Yingmei raised a hand and gently touched Yi Qingtian's face, tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes.

"It's me... I'm sorry, I don't want you to kill me personally, but I am connected by blood with the Demon Sword. Apart from the Five Qi of Chaos, only the Demon Sword can kill me. It's a pity that Luo Hou didn't come to Lingzhou. You can put an end to Shigure’s sins.”

"Shigure, no!"

Jun Shiyu, who had shed the body of Hakuing Phantom Master, struggled to breathe out Mo Shi's name with his last breath.

"Qingtian, my father Jun Xuanyuan used a forbidden technique on me, and I am unable to reveal anything related to him. Please forgive me for watching you suffer all these long years."

Yiqingtian's tears fell like rain, constantly conveying Qi to Jun Shiyu.

"Shigure, you are too cruel, how can I lose you again!"

"Listen to me, Qingtian, although Jun Xuanyuan is my father, in fact, under the influence of Emperor Chi's blood curse, his character has long been distorted, and he is no longer the real Jun Xuanyuan... If he gets Guantian Emperor Yao's near-god body is fused with the power of death, and he will completely destroy this world... Qingtian, stop him."

"I promise you, Shigure, please don't leave me!"

Jun Shiyu's hand dropped weakly, and she smiled miserably: "Jun Xuanyuan used my soul to create Death Yang. The lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Beihai Lingzhou were destroyed by my magic. Shigure must pay for it with his life."

"Is it okay that I'm here? Yi Qingtian is also a sinner of the Immortal Sect. If I hadn't made a contract with the Demon Sword back then, how could you have suffered like this, Shigure? Everything is my fault."

"Back then, I was following my father's orders to get close to you...it was Shigure who should be sorry."

"I met and fell in love with you, and I am so happy with my love that I will never regret it even after nine deaths."

The last glance is filled with nostalgia, and the last sentence is deeply regretful.

"Qing Tian, ​​in addition to you, I also owe my mother in this life... Fortunately, she has lost her memory and has forgotten that she still has my daughter who cannot fulfill her filial piety... This is good, this is good..." "Shigure! "

"Shigure!"

After losing his beloved wife for the second time, Yi Qingtian was heartbroken and in pain.

A cold wind suddenly fell, and Xianzhong Wuming pushed Yi Qingtian away to check Jun Shiyu's injuries.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that she would die under the magic sword of her own accord in order to break free from the First Lord's spell. It's really useless."

"Are you Jun Xuanyuan?"

"How can you take the name of the First Lord in vain?"

"Give it back!"

Yiqingtian pulled out the magic sword from behind and threw it to Xianzong Wuming. He bent down and picked up the body of his beloved wife. Jun Shiyu released the connection between the magic sword and Yiqingtian at the cost of his own life.

"very good."

The magic sword returned to Xianzong Wuming and instantly integrated into his left arm, allowing Xianzong Wuming to immediately feel the original power of Demon Shi.

Seeing Yi Qingtian leaving with Jun Shiyu, Xianzong Wuming said coldly: "Jun Shiyu died for you. Accompanying her in hell is your only ending."

"Wrong. Fulfilling her last wish and repaying her debt to Beihai Lingzhou is what I should do."

"Then die!"

Although he was hit by several artillery fire from Sui Dao Xuan Ge, he looked extremely embarrassed on the outside, but in fact he was not seriously injured. At this moment, his left arm returned, Xian Zong Wuming's murderous aura surged, and he slapped Yi Qing Tian Hou's heart with a vicious palm.

Feeling the killing intent approaching, Yiqingtian didn't want Jun Shiyu's body to be damaged, so he took a palm and used his strength to rush forward.

puff!

Yi Qingtian felt like he was hit hard by a heavy hammer, all his internal organs were displaced and broken. He did not look back, and condensed the last breath of his true energy into a stream of light and disappeared.

Xianzong Wuming wanted to catch up, but unexpectedly, a riot broke out deep in the city lord's palace. The resentful spirits that lost Jun Shiyu's control were scattered from the dead body and ran around.

"Not good!"

Before Death Yang's power could be fully absorbed, Xianzong Wuming immediately activated his formation, quickly fell to Death Yang's side, and forced out a drop of the true dragon's blood contained in Haotian's body, turning it into blood mist all over the sky.

Suddenly, the restless and restless resentful spirits swarmed forward, scrambling to swallow the true dragon's blood first.

Death Yang stabilized again.

After observing for a moment, Xianzong Wuming rose up, used miraculous magic, set up a trick formation, closed the entire Beihai Lingzhou King City, and then headed to a mysterious and unpredictable place.

Far away in Yunhan, hidden in the Immortal Pavilion, in a void stands the "Prison of the Universe" that only a few people know about.

"Purple smoke rises from the incense burner under the sun, and you can see the waterfall hanging in front of the river in the distance. The water flows down three thousand feet. It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen from the sky."

Following the poem's call, a graceful and graceful woman wearing peacock clothes, holding a feather-plucking stove, and flying cloud boots came to greet Xianzong Wuming.

"Feng Jiyue, you are too slow to implement the First Master's request."

"Oh, should I call you Haotian or Xianzong Wuming now?"

"The beheading represents the intention of the First Lord. If you don't want to repeat Haotian's ending, just hand over the body of a near god."

A series of changes made Xianzong Wuming's attitude not very good, and his aggressive tone contained an aura of danger that was about to break out.

Back then, the Eight-Qi Evil God stored the body of Emperor Tianyao in the Prison of the Universe for safekeeping. The Demon began to follow him and used a ray of his soul to control Feng Jiyue, who was in charge of the Prison of the Universe, in order to seize the near god. body. (End of chapter)