Breaking the Day

The sacrifice of Qin Mieqin did not make Li Chengfeng feel sad and sad like the sacrifice of Tian Jun and the stupid big man, but his sacrifice gave Li Chengfeng the greatest shock and shock.

Tianjun and Su You have a very good relationship. The two are inseparable and close like brothers. This is what all the disciples of Zangjian Pavilion see. The stupid man is honest and loyal, with a sense of justice and sacrifice. If anyone is there. The most critical moment is willing to stand up and come forward, everyone will think of the stupid man: because everyone thinks he is stupid until stupid.

But Qin Mie's relatives are different. Everyone thinks that this person is cold and almost ruthless. How could this kind of person come forward?

Therefore, when Qin Mianqin came forward and died as a martyr, Li Chengfeng felt extremely shocked.

At this moment, Qin Mieqin used his own life to ignite the light as if a sharp sword smashed into the depths of Li Chengfeng's soul. He deeply felt the things that the brothers of the hidden sword pavilion were desperately insisting on, and they desperately maintained. Spiritually, they prove their faith by their lives.

At this moment, the hidden sword pavilion seemed to come alive in Li Chengfeng's heart, like a towering tree standing on top of the earth, deeply rooted in Li Chengfeng's heart.

When a gust of wind blew, Li Chengfeng only felt cold on his cheeks. He subconsciously wiped it with his hand, but it was cold tears. When he wiped it again, his vision was blurred, and tears continued to fall.

Not only Li Chengfeng, everyone here has no feelings for Qin Mieqin, but everyone is in tears, choking and weeping. They themselves don’t know whether they are sad for Qin Mieqin’s sacrifice or for Moved by this act of witnessing the Tao.

Su Yuehan held Li Chengfeng's arm tightly and took a breath, she whispered: "Go, he's not dead, don't let them sacrifice for nothing!"

"What?" Li Chengfeng was extremely shocked. "Can't this kill Ximengcai?"

Su Yuehan smiled bitterly and hardly: "Have you forgotten? Drama dreams can't be killed! I didn't understand before, but now I finally understand... He and Zhou Ling are both the demon king elected by King Nine Nether, they The power of Zhou Ling comes from the Nine Nether King, and Zhou Ling's power comes from the aura of hatred gathered in the Nine Prisons. As long as there is hatred in this world, as long as the fire of hatred is burning in her heart, she can be reborn again and again."

Li Chengfeng was shocked when he heard it: "Then what is the source of his power in this drama?"

Su Yuehan whispered: "If I'm not wrong, the power of Ximengcai comes from the power of the souls of the Nine Prisons. As long as there are unjust dead souls between the world, he can be reborn infinitely in the Nine Prisons."

Li Chengfeng took a deep breath. It's no wonder that Ximeng was able to come back to life after being killed by Zheng Jinghong and others two years later.

Li Chengfeng looked at Su Yuehan subconsciously, he had guessed something vaguely, and wanted to ask Su Yuehan: Then what is your power from?

But Li Chengfeng did not ask. He picked up Su Yuehan on his back, resisted his desire, turned his head and shouted at the crowd: "Everyone, run, don't let them sacrifice in vain!"

As soon as his voice fell, everyone once again heard the copper ringing of jingle bells in the deep dark night, like a dead soul that was still in the shadows, shocked everyone's heart, they wiped the tears from their eyes and gritted their teeth. Turn around, ready to run away again.

Li Chengfeng mobilized the power of Xianyuan and once again wanted to help everyone escape, but when Li Chengfeng had just mobilized the power of Xianyuan, he was shocked to discover that because the corpse monster meat puppet was crushed, the pieces of meat flying around made the land under their feet. The hair began to grow black and soft, and there was a foul smell around them, as if the ground they were stepping on had become a dung farm.

What's more terrifying is that the flowers and trees controlled by Li Chengfeng also decayed rapidly, the flowers and plants rotted into mud, and the tree and rattan rotted and dried up.

They want to escape, but it is like sinking in a muddy swamp, with difficulty pulling their feet and moving.

They ran all the way before, and even under Li Chengfeng's throw and escape, they were all caught up by Ximeng only twice. At this time, they were caught in the mud, if they could escape, it would be a fool not to believe it.

Ouyang Nan gave a sorrowful laugh and said: "You can't escape, let's fight with him!"

Li Chengfeng was sweating all over, and he fell into complete despair at this moment.

Because of Ximengcai's move, it directly hit Li Chengfeng's biggest weakness right now!

As long as the flowers and trees that Li Chengfeng can control are cut off, Li Chengfeng's greatest reliance will be cut off and his most important combat power will be abolished.

Could it be that Li Chengfeng can only fight the dream of this drama close to him? Or, is there any other magic weapon in his hand that can defeat Xi Mengcai?

Others are also in despair. Qin Mieqin is undoubtedly the highest cultivation cultivator here. With such an astonishing sword, he has no choice but to get the Ximeng talent, but only crushes the Ximeng corpse. Meat puppets, at this time, the dream is still in the shadows, and they are coming back. What should they do?

When everyone was in desperation, they saw that in the dark night, the figure of Ximengcai appeared again. He was still wearing this red robe mopping the ground, his huge double sleeves dragged to the ground, and he was rolling like a rolling man. In Blood River, he opened his hands, his body with withered bones was exposed in his sleeves, and the **** ribs opened, as if he opened his arms to Li Chengfeng and others.

Ximeng just grinned, two blood-red eyes staring straight in one direction: Su Yuehan's direction.

Xi Mengcai's voice was filled with deep resentment and resentment, like a sharp blade scraping on everyone's bones, sharp and painful: "I am the Demon King! Only I! The Demon King!!!"

The crowd was stunned for a moment, but they didn't have time to think deeply, because the figure of Xi Mengcai walked closer and closer to them.

Ouyang Nan took a deep breath. He knew that he should stand up at this moment, but when he threw the Han Tianxing he was carrying to the ground and drew out his long sword, he suddenly felt that when he was about to go against the real yuan. Behind him, a strong hot air pounced.

Ouyang Nan’s fighting consciousness for many years made him subconsciously flash aside, and then a burning chain ran towards Ximeng like a maniac, and only hit Ximengcai’s body for a moment, and then, like a python, he One of his thin arms was tightly tangled.

Before everyone could react, they saw four more chains thrown from behind them, like a burning fire snake, tightly wrapping Xi Mengcai's neck and other hands and feet.

Ximeng was locked tightly by this chain, but he didn't struggle, he just grinned, looking in front of him, his eyes were still staring at Su Yuehan, as if she was the only target.

At this time, everyone looked back in surprise, but saw five figures in dark red armor riding horses behind them. When they rushed to the distance of thirty or forty meters, these five people stood up on horsebacks, like a fright. Fall in front of them.

As soon as the five people fell, their feet automatically condensed into frost, and the ground was firm. The first one was wearing a red helmet and red light armor. The flaming red cloak was fluttering down behind him. He grabbed the burning in his hand with one hand. Chained, the other hand pointed at Xi Mengcai, and sternly reprimanded: "God is the capital, where is the evildoer, dare to go wild!"