The Bronze Gate is a relic from the eons of creation, a secret that no one can understand in this world.
Even the most respected immortals find it difficult to understand the puzzles that this door has left to the world.
But at this moment, Ning Feiyan told him with certainty that the initiate would not die.
Bi Ping found it very absurd and shocked: "But, no one has been able to..."
"No one can walk out of the Bronze Gate. This does not mean that those who entered the world inside the gate in history have died."
Ning Feiyan glanced at him with a smile but not a smile: "Otherwise, why do you think the demons would come to the ghost mountain?
There are rumors that the Lord of the Demon Realm is sealed in the Bronze Gate. They are here to resurrect the Demon Lord. Since the Demon Lord has been sealed for thousands of years and has not died, the world in the door is not a desperate place where death is inevitable. "
Bi Ping's body trembled and he froze for a long time. The redness on his face due to drinking gradually faded into a pale color.
He looked at the woman wearing the purple tiger robe in front of him. The calm and clear color in her eyes made him suddenly feel that the wind on the cliff of Ghost Mountain was actually a bone-piercing cold.
"You..." A hoarse word slowly rolled out from the depths of his throat, and he could no longer speak.
Throat is on fire.
Ning Feiyan stood up from the cliff, her purple robe billowing against the rocks like smoke and clouds. She narrowed her eyes and smiled, and said in a light voice, "Me? What do you want to say?"
At the right time, the mountain wind rose fiercely from the abyss, lifting her black hair and Ning Feiyan's cheeks, revealing a pair of white ears.
Bi Ping forgot to breathe for a moment and stared at her intently, as if he was afraid of missing something.
Those pair of ears, as white as jade, are extraordinarily beautiful and delicate that ordinary people can have. The upper edges of the ears are longer and more tapered than humans. They are usually hidden by the clouds of black hair, so they are invisible.
But now, under the fierce cold wind, those ears are extremely eye-catching.
Especially between the left ear, there is a crystal red bead hanging, which is rich in color and swaying like a fire in the dark night. It is particularly eye-catching and beautiful.
Bi Ping recognized the origin of this bead at a glance and knew clearly what this fiery red bead meant in the ancient and mysterious forest in the north.
His mind was blank for a long time before he slowly came back to his senses.
Bi Ping finally spoke again, his voice hoarse as he said: "You...are also here to resurrect the Demon Lord."
Ning Feiyan's body was surrounded by vines, and she looked like a beautiful and gentle demon among the thousands of vines.
No matter what the situation, the smile in her eyes seemed to never fade away: "To be more precise, I am here to resurrect my master."
Bi Ping took a deep breath, feeling powerless for a moment, but after feeling deeply powerless, he shamefully found that he still felt a little bit proud.
Ning Feiyan has been the elder of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance for a hundred years, which means that she has hidden her identity in the world for a hundred years, but no one has even noticed the slightest clue.
But today, she confessed her identity in front of him without any inhibitions.
Doesn't it mean that he is different from other men who work hard to please her?
Bi Ping knew that as the young master of the Tianlong Sect, he could be crazy about a woman, but he could never be so humble in front of a demon.
But he found that he could never control his own thoughts.
"The ancient scrolls say that in the land of the North Abyss, at the beginning of the forest, from the deep beauty of heaven and earth, spirits were born, and they were recorded as enchanting spirits.
Charming spirits are existences that wander on the edge of the laws of heaven and earth, so they are not protected by the fairies of heaven and earth. Even though they have a pure spiritual breath that is comparable to the gods when they first wake up and are born, they will soon be affected by the turbid breath of the human world. Ran, degenerated into a demon, so..."
Bi Ping looked at her with an endlessly complicated expression: "You are a demon."
The land of Beiyuan in the past is now the homeland of the Demon Realm.
And her identity is about to come out.
She is a succubus who descended from the spirit world and traverses the demon world.
Moreover, the succubus was unable to possess a physical body when it was weak at birth. Anyone who wants to transform from the illusory state of spiritual mist into a demon must be tempered by the power of the forest at the beginning before it can be condensed into shape.
At the beginning of the forest, there was a holy soul fire in an extremely cold ancient lake in the Beiyuan Forest.
And the one who inherits the fire of the Holy Soul has always been the Lord of Charming Spirits.
But the Holy Soul Fire, which can control the life and death of thousands of succubi, is hanging on Ning Feiyan's ears.
Therefore, she is not only a succubus, but also inherits the river master of one of the six rivers in the demon world.
The fourth ranked Holy Soul River!
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The moonlight faded away, and the whole world seemed to be wrapped in a thick black cocoon. From time to time, I could still faintly sense the sporadic spiritual power flowing in from the outside world, but the connection was also cut off.
The insignificant river of forgetfulness, the ghosts at the bottom of the river are all silent.
The river that stretches for three hundred miles seems to have been splashed with thick ink by heavenly beings, and is soaked in a bottomless blackness.
The darkness that is enough to make time despair is like a rising tide, slowly swallowing up the world.
Everyone who had handed over the spirit stones had already taken refuge in the demon vines under the hypnosis of the demon master.
Through the small gaps between the vines, you can clearly see the darkness, which is like a substance, spreading over with a cold, ancient, and mysterious atmosphere.
Everything happened extremely silently, but not slowly.
Those practitioners who couldn't afford the spiritual stones could only hold the weapons in their hands tightly and look desperately at the darkness that left no hope in their hearts.
The rising tide of darkness came across the border, like a river or a sea, and the voices of those struggling in the darkness seemed to be swallowed up by the dark sea, and their heart-wrenching roars for help were all gone.
Watching through the demonic vines is like watching a silent image.
The picture is so weird.
The darkness receded, and everyone who was not protected by the demonic vines disappeared silently, as if they had never been in this world.
Li Jiujiu turned pale and stammered, "He...are they all dead?"
There were hundreds of people, not to mention tens of thousands, standing outside. From all walks of life, they were all rare geniuses, but now they would be gone.
Bailian looked deeply at Li Jiujiu through several layers of vines, and said warmly: "Don't be afraid."
Li Jiujiu said: "The people of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance are really nothing. We have to hand over spiritual stones to protect them, and we are not allowed to exchange them for precious magic weapons and elixirs. The lives of so many righteous people have been wasted here." , wouldn’t it help to increase the arrogance of the Demon Sect?
Fang Geyu, you have a lot of spirit stones. I think you should collect valuable things from them in exchange for spirit stones from the beginning. In this way, you can save their lives and you will not lose money. . "
The dark tide came, and the people hiding in the demonic vines were not affected by the cold and majestic dark consciousness.
But Fang Geyu's face became paler. She had always been calm and calm, but when she looked into the dark world, her eyes were confused and uneasy.
