"Ah... karma fire, how could it be karma fire? Ah..."
Shangguan Wuwo screamed, his voice full of panic, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not extinguish the karma fire in his body.
If the karmic obstacles are not eliminated and the sins are not eliminated, then the karmic fire will not be extinguished. This is the red lotus sword of karmic fire.
"Spare me, let me go, let me go, I can teach you the "Blood Demon Sutra", please let me go. Ah..."
Under the burning fire of karma, Shangguan Wu's remnant soul became weaker and weaker, crying and begging for mercy, but Ye Qing was indifferent.
He has never been merciful to those who want to kill him.
Of course, the most important thing is that he has no ability to extinguish the karmic fire on the other party.
Although he has inherited the true meaning of martial arts from Jing Hui, his training time is still short after all, and he has not yet reached the state where he can freely control the karma fire on the opponent.
"Ah... I am not willing to give in, I am not willing to give in!"
Finally, the remnant soul of Shangguan Wuwo roared and turned into nothingness under the burning fire of karma.
And the sea of blood between heaven and earth was burned away by the fire of karma.
However, as Shangguan Wuwo's remnant soul and sea of blood were purified, a quintessence of power began to feed back Ye Qing's weak sea of consciousness and soul.
At the same time, hazily, Ye Qing vaguely felt a mysterious power spreading out from within the sea of consciousness, appearing to be shattered.
"It's actually the Blood Demon Sutra?"
Ye Qing concentrated for a while and realized that the power was the memory of the "Blood Demon Sutra" and the true meaning of martial arts left behind after Shangguan Wu's remnant soul was destroyed.
It's just that the memory and true meaning of the "Blood Demon Sutra" seemed to be in pieces, like a piece of paper being torn to pieces. It was probably because the fire of karma arbitrarily and brutally annihilated the remaining soul of Shangguan Wuwo, causing the other party to be disabled. The memory and perception of the "Blood Demon Sutra" in his soul also became fragmented.
Without hesitation, Ye Qing immediately realized that if he didn't hurry up, once these memories and insights dissipated, he would gain nothing.
A moment later, in front of Shangguan Wuwo's tombstone, Ye Qing suddenly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath, and showed a smile on his face.
But when he saw the broken tombstone in front of him, he was stunned for a moment and said, "What's going on?"
"Ahem, Brother Ye, you're awake!" Chu Qingge coughed twice, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his delicate face and said, "That's it..."
Chu Qingge recounted the evil things that had happened before, and said apologetically: "Brother Ye, I really didn't mean to do it, I'm sorry."
"Ah, so that's what happened!" After listening to Chu Qingge's narration, Ye Qing looked at the burned out fortune incense stick on the ground and immediately understood what was going on.
He said why Shangguan Wuwo's remnant soul suddenly withered. It turned out that his tombstone was broken.
If his prediction was correct, Shangguan Wuwo should have placed some kind of prohibition or other means on the tombstone. With the tombstone there, his remnant soul could continuously draw some kind of power from the tombstone and remain immortal.
Once the tombstone is destroyed and this connection is severed, Shangguan Wuself becomes a sourceless water and a rootless tree, which will become extremely fragile.
"Huh... luckily I have the Fragrance of Luck and the Sutra, otherwise I would have been in trouble."
Ye Qing was a little lucky. The whole process should have been guided by the Fortune Incense and the Sutra. The Incense of Fortune attracted the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, and the Sutra used the Trace of Destiny to influence Chu Qingge and accidentally broke the stone tablet. .
"Brother Ye, I'm sorry."
Seeing that Ye Qing was silent, Chu Qingge expressed his humility again.
"Haha, it's okay, it's okay. Speaking of which, I have to thank you, Miss Chu." Ye Qing recounted what happened in the sea before and said with a smile: "If it weren't for you, Miss Chu, maybe I would have become a Shangguan now. No more self.”
"So, to be honest, I should be the one thanking you."
"Well, is there such a thing?" Chu Qingge didn't expect these things to happen, and was quite surprised: "Shangguan Wuwo actually wants to take away your body?"
"But if he really wants to seize the body, wouldn't it be more convenient outside the Demon Tomb? Why would he do something like this in the Demon Tomb?"
"I saw that in his memory."
Ye Qing explained: "Shangguan Wuwo was being chased and had to enter the Demon Graveyard as a last resort. After entering the Demon Graveyard, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, but he was unwilling to die just like that, so he did this With one hand, I want to seize my body and be reborn."
"No wonder it's like this." Chu Qingge suddenly said: "No wonder you can survive in the realm of refining. It turns out that Shangguan Wuwo was seriously injured and his soul became weak. Otherwise, if he was in his prime, you wouldn't be able to survive at all. how long."
"Yes! Everything is fate." Ye Qing sighed.
As Chu Qingge said, if Shangguan Wuwo hadn't been seriously injured and his spirit was weak, he wouldn't have been able to hold on until the tombstone broke.
If he hadn't been extra thoughtful and lit a stick of fortune incense;
If it weren’t for the presence of the Sutra;
He is probably dead now.
All I can say is that everything is fate!
"By the way, did you get Shangguan Wuwo's "Blood Demon Sutra"?" Chu Qingge asked again.
"I learned it, but not all of it." Ye Qing shook his head, nodded again, and said rather unwillingly: "I only got part of the "Blood Demon Sutra" skills from Shangguan Wuwo's remaining memory. Well, to be more precise. Er said, there are only techniques on how to control and refine other people's blood, but there are no techniques for refining the Blood Demon Son."
"It is indeed a pity that the most powerful one in the "Blood Demon Sutra" is the Blood Demon Son. It can be said that the Blood Demon Son is the core of the entire "Blood Demon Sutra"."
Chu Qingge said: "But this is fine. The refining method of the Blood Demon Son is too vicious and harmful to the harmony of the world. It is tabooed by the world. If it becomes known, the right people will definitely pursue it."
"In addition, the Blood Demon Cult will not let you go."
"Blood Demon Sect?" Ye Qing looked at the corpses on the ground and said, "What's going on with this Blood Demon Sect? Is it a sect founded by Shangguan Wuwo?"
Chu Qingge said: "It is not the sect founded by Shangguan Wuwo, but it has a great relationship with him."
"Shangguan Wuwo had a disciple named Blood Moon. Shangguan Wuwo once taught Xue Yue the "Blood Demon Sutra". After Xue Yue learned it, he used it to wreak havoc in the world and founded the Blood Demon Sect. I respect Shangguan Wuwo as the founder of the sect, but Shangguan Wuwo has never acknowledged it.”
"Later, Xue Yue indiscriminately killed innocent people and sacrificed the Blood Demon Son, which angered the righteous sect of the world. Led by Zhengyiyi, Longhushan, Zhenwu Sect and other sects, they united with all the sects in the world to encircle and suppress the Blood Demon Sect and eliminate it. "
"But the Blood Demon Sect is still alive and has been resurrecting recently. Those people claim to be disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, and the martial arts they use are also from the Blood Demon Sect's lineage."
"That's it." Ye Qing understood. No wonder Chu Qingge would directly attack.
While speaking, Chu Qingge reached out and patted Ye Qing's shoulder.
Ye Qing was stunned and asked doubtfully: "Didn't you take the opportunity to get rid of the little shoulder ghost just now?"
Chu Qingge's retracted hand hung in the air for half a breath, and then said expressionlessly: "I forgot."
Ye Qing: "..." Good job.
"By the way, Miss Chu, you just let go of a few people from the Blood Demon Sect. How long have those people been gone? In which direction were they walking?" Ye Qing suddenly asked.
"Five, they just left not long ago and went to the center of the magic mountain." Chu Qingge seemed to have thought of something and said, "You don't want to..."
"Yes, that's what you think." Ye Qing raised his eyebrows and smiled: "The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect do all kinds of evil, so we can just use them to get rid of the Little Shoulder Ghost?"
Besides, since these people know that he has accepted the inheritance of Shangguan Wuwo, if the other party spreads this matter or spreads it back to the Blood Demon Cult, he will be in trouble.
Although, he has changed his appearance, it is still better to be careful.
Therefore, it is better to eliminate the root cause.
"Walk."
Saying that, Ye Qing hurriedly chased forward in the direction pointed by Chu Qingge.
"That's fine." Chu Qingge raised the corners of her lips slightly and followed.
…
"Damn, who is that girl? It's so scary!"
"Yeah, luckily we ran fast, otherwise where would our lives have been lost?"
"Damn it, if it weren't for that bitch, the inheritance of the ancestor would be ours, damn it, damn it!"
"What should we do now? The purpose of our entering the Demon Tomb is to inherit the inheritance of our ancestors. Now that the inheritance has been obtained by others, how can we explain to the leader when we go back?"
"It's okay. I have memorized that boy's appearance. I will tell the leader about it when I get back. It will be considered a great achievement."
"good."
"good."
Everyone agreed.
"By the way, where is this?" one person asked.
"It seems to be deep in the Demon Tomb, what's wrong?" someone responded.
"Come on, I heard someone said that the depths of the Demon Tomb are extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will die. Get out quickly." Hearing this, the man's face changed drastically.
"What are you afraid of? Isn't it nothing?" One person said disapprovingly, with a face full of joking.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a strange singing sound suddenly sounded.
"White hat, black hat, we are all little hats..."
"Red hat, green hat, we are all gay hats..."
"Green hat, blue hat, we all have round hats..."
"La la la..."
"Ahhhh..."
"Yeah yeah..."
"Little hat, flower hat, round hat..."
"They are all beautiful and beautiful hats..."
"Hee hee hee……"
"Hee hee hee……"
"Hee hee hee……"
Amidst the strange singing, hats flew over from a distance.
The hats are colorful, some are black, some are white, some are blue and some are green;
Hats come in different shapes, some are big and some are small, some are square and some are round;
But without exception, all the hats were emitting a shimmering light, like lanterns, and a burst of childish singing floated from the hats.
With the childish singing, all the hats rise and fall, swaying from side to side, as if they are swaying together with the melody of the singing.
The five Blood Demon Cult disciples who heard the singing unconsciously began to sway up and down, left and right along with the melody of the singing.
Come, let's rock together.
Shaking and swaying, the bodies of the five Blood Demon Sect disciples began to change into different colors, sometimes black and white, sometimes red and now green, sometimes green and sometimes blue...
As the colors changed, the bodies of the five people began to shrink, or it could not be said to be shrinking, but as if they were squeezed by some magical force, their bodies shrank rapidly, and finally turned into colorful little hats. Fly into the crowd of hats.
Swing together and sing that song together, the hat song.
