Demon Eye Shura

For several days in succession, day and night, the journey continued, and finally it was close to the destination.

"Xuancun..." Zhuo Yifan was disappointed. Although he had only lived here for less than a month, the mountains, rivers and streams he saw in front of him were so familiar, and the extreme tranquility flowed down to his bones, and he sketched out bits and pieces of memories in his mind. .

Since Zhuo Yifan came to the Blood Prison, he has undergone various trials and wandered around.Such a peach blossom garden full of human warmth and indifferent to the world made him cherish a sense of closeness to his homeland.

Xixuan Village - the place that gave him a second life.

He thought, maybe when he was not connected with Lin Fan's fate.This feng shui treasure land has long been in the dark, and it must have melted a piece of flesh and blood in my heart that I can't give up.This flesh and blood seemed to contain all the vital energy in his body, which could give him warmth and make him feel peaceful.

Looking in the direction of Xuancun, Zhuo Yifan quickened his pace. Looking at the mountains and the scenery, and smelling the chirping of birds and insects, everything seemed to return to the beginning. In the heavy snow, the children sympathized with the elders, squeezed their waists and beat their legs, and at night the whole village had a bonfire feast The big guys held back their tears and left.And old village head Lu, Chen Fu, Wang Er, are they all right?

After leaving for more than two years, is Xuancun stronger than before?

Driving Hualiu, just over a mountain, the golden sparrow, which was sent out to explore the way before, flew over very anxiously, chattering a lot.Zhuo Yifan frowned and accelerated forward.

As he got closer and closer to Xuancun, the evil spirit permeated in the air became more and more dignified.All of a sudden, the young man on Hualiu's face changed suddenly. The face that had been as calm as a wave of stagnant water for two whole years finally became turbulent at this moment.It was a terrifying killing of a mountain of bloody corpses.It is also a kind of terrifying and fierce power of the demon god breaking the boundary.

Zhuo Yifan sat on the horse.Looking at the three Taoists at the entrance of the village, he sighed softly. For the past two years, he could not move. He insisted on working and painting in the fire room to save up a certain amount of state of mind. He really didn't want to be destroyed by these three bugs.

However, Zhuo Yifan is Zhuo Yifan after all, even if he dies and possesses someone else's body, even if he loses everything by retreating.No matter how hard he tried to change his identity, there was only one thing that never changed.

That is, the identity of the tenth generation Great Asura Demon Emperor!

He is the descendant who inherited Shura's way of killing.Inheriting this way is to save all generations by killing. !

Before, he gave up the way of killing and found another way. It wasn't really giving up, but he restrained himself for the sake of his own way, enlightenment, and practice.didn't really dissipate.

To save the world by killing.It used to be the way he didn't agree with, and he believed in the law of heaven.Believe in fate, believe in the power of judgment and judgment.

However, after going through all kinds of hardships, he realized that everything was false!The power of karma and fate is too powerful, if he wants to fight against karma and fate, he must use this power!

Although re-admitting this old road made Zhuo Yifan feel uneasy.However, this is a helpless move.Because he wants to break through this way, he can only make a decision when he first has the power to get rid of his fate.

At this moment, in Zhuo Yifan's soul, the fire of Shura that had been hidden for two years was completely burned.His eyes suddenly flashed a luster that hadn't flashed for a long time. This kind of luster, similar to the light of magic pupils, made people feel stiff.

At the same time, this kind of gaze will only appear when Zhuo Yifan is murderous!

This is the eye of hell, the eye of death, every time it appears, it must represent death!

Of course, this time is no exception.

The three Taoists didn't know the murderous intentions behind them, they were still domineering and arrogant. After stomping off Chen Fu's arms, they threatened their lives. In the end, the child in front of him compromised and was forced to stick a seal, willing to take the initiative to leave with them.

"Boy, you live in this area after all. Even though you have talent, you are still too immature. I don't know how vast the world is. Since you took the initiative to follow me, I will let this useless person go." Mo Tao left Chen Fu, who was on the verge of death, turned to the people of Xuan Village behind him, his gaze gradually turned cold: "Come on, today, I will let the teacher teach you the first lesson. I will teach you what is cruelty and what is heartlessness."

At this moment, the little preserved egg seemed to know what the other party was going to do. Suddenly, his eyes were filled with despair, and tears poured out: "No! Don't!" Suppressed, unable to move the whole body.

Behind, Zhuo Yifan's eyes became colder and colder, as if he had transformed into the peerless fierce talent who had disappeared into the world.At this moment, the evil spirit around seemed to be thicker, unusually thicker, ten times, a hundred times deeper than before!It's a brand new evil spirit!

Mo Tao shot instantly, the spiritual light in his body bloomed, moving the heaven and the earth, and suddenly a divine blade flew out from behind, the sword energy flew across the sky, as if the sky was falling apart, the sword shadow scattered into a ball, scattered into countless strands towards the innocent Xuancun The villagers attacked and killed them.

Zhuo Yifan took a deep look at the three of them, as if he was looking at the dead, his mental power swept out, and suddenly the spirit sword "buzzed" in mid-air, and quickly stagnated!

"Who is here!" The three turned around. They were so arrogant that they didn't notice the strong murderous intent behind them.

Everyone looked around, but saw a man in white with a ghost mask walking slowly.

"At that time?!" Everyone in Xuan Village was stunned.

"It's Lord Guixian!"

"Master Guixian is back! Lord Guixian is here to save us!"

Someone said excitedly.

"It seems that you are the one who killed the Wu brothers and the elders of gold and silver. Hmph! Ghost fairy? You want to pretend to be a fairy. Do you know what a fairy is? Today I will let you see what a fairy is!" Mo Tao was unscrupulous and shouted loudly.

His voice was as loud as thunder, shaking the valley, except for Zhuo Yifan, even his two companions covered their ears, the sound was so penetrating, it made the leaves fly and the birds danced wildly .

Maybe he knew that this person was difficult to deal with, or maybe it was because of the moral edict that Mo Tao acted without any scruples.He bit the tip of his tongue almost subconsciously, spewed blood, and landed on the spirit sword.

A ray of light rose up, and the master's blood essence was poured on the spirit sword, which produced extraordinary power, turned into a ray of lightning, and flew towards Zhuo Yifan.

Exclamations came from the onlookers, the power of this sword was shocking.It's just too powerful.Let Xuancun people have an illusion of being in death.

"Brother! We will help you!" The other two also sacrificed their flying swords, and the three flying swords were combined into one to form a thousand-killing sword formation, which greatly increased the inherent power of the three swords!

The evil spirits on all sides condensed at this moment, turning into strands of chaotic black air and condensing in the palm of Zhuo Yifan. At the same time, Zhuo Yifan stepped forward lightly, and the evil spirit in his hand condensed into a black sword, aiming at the center of the formation , lore away.

All these evil spirits came from these three people, Zhuo Yifan was using his own way and returning it to him!

Boom!

They never expected that the formation that they had worked so hard to cultivate would be broken in such an understatement.

"Pfft!" The formation was forced, the essence was damaged, and all three of them spit out blood, Mo Tao was the first to regain his senses, and hurriedly retreated. behind the person.

The black evil sword steamed with black air, and with a "poof", the four fleshy arms fell to the ground and were cut off.

"Prime-ancient monsters and magic weapons can't do anything to me, what can three broken swords do to me? I've seen countless strong ones, but those who dare to shout loudly in front of me are already dead!" Under the ghost's face, the cold voice became stronger. It's getting cold.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, the evil sword in his hand sprang out, like a demon god sticking out his sharp claws, exuding infinite divine power, piercing through the void.

Mo Tao, who was about to rush forward with a flying sword in his hand, suddenly opened his eyes to the maximum, terrified to the extreme, and let out a long roar.

"Ah! No..." Mo Tao yelled, but it was too late, the evil sword pierced through his chest with a bang!

Unstoppable! (To be continued..)