It's not okay to continue like this. Ever since he and Ning Feiyan had the shameless experience of eating the blood of a succubus in the chaos stage, he has been unable to withstand teasing in recent days.
If he continues to entangle himself and accidentally contradicts one of them, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain the matter today.
Balian let out a deep cry, his waist suddenly exerted force, and his body carried the weight of the two girls, and he sat up straight.
At this commotion, the two little ancestors who were dazed and confused were finally completely awakened.
The cold wind blowing slightly in the cold underground palace blew up the clothes of the three people, and the skirts and belts were sometimes entangled and sometimes scattered.
Silence, deathly silence.
Sometimes, it’s not just the beauty and warmth of the world that comes at just the right time.
It may also be that when you open your eyes and look up, you will see two red-eyed rivals in love, hugging each other tightly without distinguishing between you and me, with their clothes scattered.
The soles of your feet are close to the instep of my feet, your arms are tightly wrapped around each other's waist, the softness of your chests are tightly touching, and our body temperature and breath are close at hand.
This is simply more heinous than losing your virginity while drunk! ! !
There was silence, and an eerie atmosphere slowly brewed. After a long time, this space was still absolutely quiet and dead.
Balian could sense the resistance and collapse of the two people's unwillingness to face the facts without looking at them.
As the proud son of heaven who has lived for two hundred years, today's experience may become an unforgettable nightmare for both of them.
Balian froze, motionless, because he felt two strong evil intentions rising slowly from both of their bodies.
For a long time, the bodies of the three of them were numb.
Su Jing's slender eyelashes drooped down, suppressing the dangerous glint in her eyes. Without saying a word, she let go of the hand around Yin Baishuang's waist.
Yin Baishuang was also silent, and slowly retracted the little feet attached to the soles of her feet. The curled up toes were red with shame and anger. She stretched her calves, and unconsciously rubbed her feet awkwardly on the white sand. rub.
Regarding everything that happened today, the two of them had a very tacit agreement to treat it as if it had never happened and said nothing about it.
"Uh...where did we fall?" Balian felt that someone had to stand up and break the awkward silence.
Yin Baishuang, who was bending down to put on her socks, said without raising her head: "It looks like the ruins of the underground palace at the bottom of the pond. There are barriers around it to block the water."
Balian asked again: "Is there anyone else around?"
Yin Baishuang looked around: "No, there are only three of us here."
At that time, the water barrier was broken suddenly. No one expected that the cold water at the bottom of the deep pool could be so terrifying that it could freeze the monk's body into ice.
In that short period of time, many monks probably died.
According to the description of the sword spirit transformation, the fifth dragon-slaying sword is hidden in a ruins at the bottom of the pool. Bailian has no intention of fighting for the dragon ball, but Lin Zheng is bound to get it. If he is alive, he will definitely go there first. Find the sword.
"Are the two girls injured?" Balian asked worriedly.
"I was not injured." It was Su Jing who spoke this time: "During the crisis, fortunately you opened the field of red Higanbana in time and relieved most of the pressure, so the three of us were not injured."
Balian didn't know that he had subconsciously used his devouring ability to protect the two of them at that time. However, it was true that the two of them were not injured. At most, they were eroded by the cold air in the water.
The two comforted each other, and with the help of each other's spiritual energy, there was no serious problem.
Since no one was injured, Bailian proposed to explore the ruins of this underground palace.
Neither Su Jing nor Yin Baishuang had any objections. After tidying up their clothes, they quickly got up and set off again.
Balian couldn't see his surroundings, but he could sense that the yin energy around him was very strong. He suddenly remembered Su Jing's special troublesome physique, and couldn't help but worry: "Miss Su Jing, the yin energy here is very strong. If you..."
"It doesn't matter." Su Jing interrupted lightly: "If a ghost could take away my body, I would have died two hundred years ago."
Hearing her say this, Balian also breathed a sigh of relief.
Miss Yin clicked her tongue, as if regretting that this guy was not killed by a demon two hundred years ago, so that she could justifiably get rid of this scourge.
The three of them walked along the white sand mud road of the underground palace for about three miles. Suddenly, a faint cry for help came from deep in the quiet ruins of the underground palace.
"help me……"
"help me……"
The cry for help was erratic, seemingly far away but also close. It sounded like the moans of a dying person whispering in the ear, but if you listened carefully, it sounded like the painful torment of many men and women being thrown into an oven.
In such a deep and secluded place in the underground palace, it is naturally impossible for the noise to come from ordinary people in distress. Most of them are ghosts wandering in the abyss, smelling the breath of living people, and attracting people there.
The vast underground palace was so vast that Bailian was worried that he had nowhere to go to this place. He called out the fuji and said, "Shall we go over and take a look?"
The two girls, who had often dealt with demons and ghosts when they were young, were not afraid of such evil things.
The three of them followed the sound trail and walked deep into the underground palace.
The underwater underground palace here is extremely vast. Miraculously, there is a lush forest growing wild among the ancient ruins of the underground palace's foundation stone walls.
Most of the ruined ancient ruins and vast underground palace are covered by wild plants and forests.
After walking westward for a while, the phosphorus fire of skulls everywhere around them gradually became brighter, clearly illuminating the outline of a red figure.
It was a woman with a gaunt figure, her back was deeply stooped, her posture was weird, her shoulders and head were almost buried in the soil.
The land where she stood was covered with white wild grasses and a sea of navy blue flowers. The upper half of her body was almost completely covered by the sea of flowers.
The red dress on the woman's body was extremely tattered, like the old wedding dress she saw when she lifted the coffin. It was scattered among the sea of flowers, and it looked indescribably sad and eerie.
At the same time, the woman's dull and plaintive voice came intermittently from the ground:
"It hurts...it hurts so much..."
"Help me...save me..."
The woman was far away from Bai Lian and his group, but her intermittent crying seemed to be very close to them.
Even though Balian, who has no eyes, can tell that this woman is a fetus that has been dead for many years, he just cannot detect the depth of her resentment.
"Help me...save me..."
The woman's crying voice was full of helplessness and pity. The fields were empty, and she seemed unable to pull the upper half of her body out of the ground.
Both Bailian and Su Jing, Yin Baishuang are people who are not afraid of ghosts and evil spirits. The three of them did not hesitate and slowly approached.
"It hurts so much...Help me..." The female ghost seemed to only be able to say these two sentences, but the strange thing was that as they walked closer, the voice did not change at all, as if it was coming from the soles of their feet. The general message came down.
Balian came up behind the female ghost, patted her back gently and said, "Do you need a hand?"
The female ghost in red who was lying low on the ground grabbed Bailian's wrist with a skinny hand like chicken claws painted with bright red nails.
The sharp nails scratched the skin on the back of his hand, making the sharp sound of a knife scraping against a steel plate.
, failed to hurt him at all.
The fingernails were sore, and the female ghost's hand shook violently, as if she realized that she had encountered a hard problem, and her chicken claw-like ghost hand suddenly prepared to retract as if she was frightened.
Balian grabbed her wrist with his backhand and said with a smile: "Didn't you ask me to save you? What are you hiding from?"
As a shrill and frightening scream came from under the ground, Bailian pulled hard, the blue flowers of the wild grass broke and flew, and several large clumps of wet soil splashed up. The female ghost's body was lifted from the ground by him. The inside was pulled out.
Dots of blood beads of orangish odor scattered from the pit.
The smell was extremely strong.
Su Jing frowned coldly, while Yin Baishuang's face was full of disgust. They both retreated to avoid the spray of blood, fearing that they would be contaminated by the deadly smell.
Balian led the female ghost to stand firm, and her hunched body slowly straightened up and turned around.
But even when she turned around, Bailian couldn't clearly see the appearance of this female ghost.
Because this female ghost has no head, there is a scarlet scar between her neck, and several uneven blood tendons protruding from the ferocious and rotten fracture, with fresh blood sprouting from it.
Even though Bailian, who lives on blood, saw this scene, he couldn't even feel the slightest bit of appetite.
The female ghost's skinny shoulders slumped, she stretched her body into a terrifying hanging posture, and faced Balian:
"You stepped on...my head..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bailian felt something digging out of the ground under his feet. Su Jing looked for the sound and saw a dead head with swollen features and no longer able to recognize its original appearance emerging from the surface.
Under the dark long hair, the blood was covered with red weeds. She opened a pair of pale eyes, and her mouth was smeared red and opened and closed, as if she was chewing something.
Yin Baishuang's brows jumped, and she suddenly said loudly: "She will eat your shadow again! Quickly..."
A loud bang interrupted Yin Baishuang's words.
The head and cheeks under Balian's feet exploded into a piece of red and white brain paste. At the moment of the explosion, there was no dirt on Balian's clothes. The female ghost's long black hair was scattered. Lifted by the wind.
Yin Baishuang narrowed her eyes and glanced at Su Jing, her dark pupils tightened slightly, but she stopped talking.
Su Jing stood indifferently, watching indifferently as the hair flying in the air floated back to the palm of the female ghost in red. The hair was twisted into strands, and then a pale face emerged from the tangled black hair. Slowly emerged.
Her scarlet mouth clicked and chewed twice, as if she was savoring some delicious food, and she said with an intoxicated expression: "It tastes so sweet..."
The female ghost held her head in her hands, her pale pupils swiveled, her pale green eyes rolled out, her gaze was hot, and she smiled dreamily. Her head danced in her hands, as if she wanted to pounce on him and take a bite of him: "Why do you The shadow is so delicious! Can you give me another bite..."
Before she finished speaking, the sea of flowers under the female ghost's feet suddenly burned fiercely. The crimson fire reflected the madness in the female ghost's eyes and gradually turned into fear and fear.
She had never seen such flames in the depths of the underground palace. She screamed in a sharp voice, her hair swelled up, wrapped around her whole body, and flew away like a black mist through the sea of fireworks.
The delicate blue flowers curled, withered and blackened in the fire.
The snow-colored clothes swayed with fire. Su Jing walked slowly into the sea of fire. She pulled out Zhanqing with an expressionless face. The clear light of the sword reflected the fire. From the look of it, she seemed to be chasing after the escaped female ghost. Reluctant to give up.
Balian, who felt the cold sword intent of the Love-Severing Sword, said hurriedly: "Miss Su Jing, stop chasing her. I deliberately put that shadow for her to eat as a guide."
The ghost thing just now was a shadow resentment, which was extremely rare in the mortal world. It was cruel in nature and was born by eating shadows.
Su Jing paused, and the fire around him seemed to be extinguished by an invisible heavy rain.
Yin Baishuang looked at this restless guy with contempt: "Did that female ghost have a grudge against you or seduced your family sweetheart? She suddenly got so angry that she almost burned my skirt."
Su Jing sheathed her sword calmly, with an elegant and unsullied look, showing no signs of thunder or dew.
Balian was also surprised as to why she made such a sudden move and even pulled out the Love-Severing Sword.
Su Jing took in the expressions of the two of them. She didn't say a word for a while, her slender eyelashes like crow feathers were lowered, her head lowered, and she concentrated on picking at the embroidery outlined on the cuffs.
It wasn't until her snow-white fingertips dug out a slender silver thread from the embroidery of the white crane that she slowly raised her head and said with a cold expression: "I didn't get angry, I just looked at the female ghost. Wearing red makeup, it just looks eye-catching."
Expressionlessly, he placed the pot on Yin Baishuang's head.
Miss Yin, who was wearing a red dress, frowned. She thought Su Jing was making a pun, and then sneered twice: "I know that you, Young Master Su, have boundless power, so bullying a little creature is nothing. I really want to practice my skills." , why not ask me to play with you."
These two people quarreled towards each other and pushed Miss Yin into the enemy's lineup.
Seeing that the two men were about to fight again, Balian was about to comfort him, but at this moment, another sad and shrill moan came from under his feet.
"Ouch... Ouch..."
"It hurts me so much...Who could set the fire so evil!"
Yin Baishuang raised her eyebrows and sneered: "Why, it turns out that the shadow resentments in this land are all carrots, and they are going out in batches?"
The groaning voice sounded familiar to Balian, and his expression changed slightly: "It's not the voice of Shadow Resentment, it's the voice of a living person."
It sounds like they are still the same group of monks who got lost just now.
Balian did not hesitate, summoned the Autumn Water Sword, raised the sword to dig, and after digging through the soil, he found that the surviving monks were all tightly adhered to the soil by grass and vines like corpses.
This really surprised Balian. Although Shadow Resentment's method was weird and it was normal for one or two monks to follow the path, it was really shocking for more than twenty people to fall into the trap of that sinister creature at the same time. Breathtaking.
They are not mortals who do not understand cultivation. Most of those who can survive the life and death training of demons are experienced monks.
After rescuing everyone, Balian asked them how they became like this. As a result, they hesitated and couldn't explain the reason for a long time.
Yin Baishuang looked disdainful: "Those are shadow resentments. They never use evil power to hurt people. They can eat shadows and can understand the taste of human emotions and desires, so they can control the weaknesses of human nature and set traps for others. What we just saw is a A headless ghost, what they may see is a charming and charming beauty."
As soon as these words came out, all the monks turned red, lowered their heads in shame, and could not say a word.
After rescuing everyone, Balian used his shadow aura to lead everyone in pursuit in a certain direction.
The deeper and deeper the underground palace is explored, the ground under our feet is soft and covered with wild grass and blue flowers. When we step on it, there is an indescribable strange feeling.
Soft, cold.
It felt like walking on a rotting corpse.
As we go further and further away, the grass and blue flowers in this land grow more and more vigorously, and it takes only one foot to enter, and it is up to the ankle.
While walking, I could occasionally crush a few bones and bones, making this place look even more ominous and gloomy.
In the earth veins, one cannot see the outside sky, but one also knows that after walking in this sea of flowers for a long time, one can still not see the end at a glance.
Looking back, I can't even find my way back.
The underground palace is too big.
As everyone's anxiety and fear gradually expanded in their hearts, and they became increasingly impatient and anxious, in front of the sea of flowers and darkness, two red pillars with vermilion paint could be vaguely seen standing upright. The two pillars were only ten meters apart, with a thick line in the middle. The hemp rope is connected to the black residual talisman.
It looks very much like the sacred pillars used for sacrifices in ancient times.
And on the two sacred pillars, two unconscious people were bound, namely Lin Zheng and Ye Shu.
Someone was immediately shocked: "Little Marquis!"
About to step forward to rescue.
Lin Zheng, who tilted his head and had a trace of blood on his lips, seemed to be awakened by the shout. He raised his head and saw people running towards him to save him, but there was no sign of joy on their faces. His eyes were wide open. Trembling with fear, he roared heartbreakingly: "Don't come here!!!"
This roar really frightened everyone, thinking that there was some kind of dangerous trap there, so they couldn't help but direct their spiritual power to their eyes, carefully exploring the Yin Qi around them to see if there were any harmful formations formed by the ghost. Law does not.
After some spiritual vision, I found that the sea of flowers was still the same sea of flowers, and there was no danger at all.
Someone asked in confusion: "Little Marquis, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Zheng's eyes were filled with eagerness and he wanted to yell a warning, but the thick hemp rope tied to his body swam up like a yellow snake and tightened his neck until he had difficulty breathing and his face turned red.
Everyone was shocked, thinking that this young prince was their only savior, and they would never die.
The spiritual vision did not find any traps. Seeing the distraught appearance of the little Marquis, everyone guessed that he had just woken up and had hallucinations, thinking that they were ghosts who were harming him, which was why he showed such a frightened expression.
No longer hesitating, everyone rushed towards him with their swords, not forgetting to comfort him with a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, little Marquis, we are here to save you."
"Woo!!! Woo!!!!" Lin Zheng's eyes were all red, but he could not stop the group of people from rushing over.
After getting closer, everyone looked around carefully and found that there was no danger, so they started to untie the rope for the two of them.
As soon as Lin Zheng was put down, he shouted anxiously: "Be careful with Ye Shu!!!"
Be careful about Ye Shu?
Everyone was confused and couldn't react for a long time.
It seems that he doesn’t understand why he should be careful about Ye Shu.
Isn't he the son of the most loyal retainer in the Hou family? He grew up with your little Marquis. In such a dangerous situation, the person you should rely on the most is him. Why should you be careful about him?
Ye Shu, who was unconscious in someone's arms, did not give everyone a chance to figure out the hidden meaning of this sentence.
His arm seemed to hang down naturally, and a red skull with horns rolled out from his sleeves. The skull fell to the ground and shattered. At the same time, a huge skeleton dharma image looked up from the two sacred pillars. Starting, it opened its huge black hole, and the majestic suction force swallowed everyone's souls into its mouth.
The monks' eyes had just begun to show astonishment, and their eyes suddenly lost their brilliance, and they all fell to the ground like puppets with their strings cut off.
Ye Shu didn't know where the strength came from. The bones all over his body made a dull explosion, and thick white strong Qi burst out from his pores. He pushed the two monks closest to him hard and avoided the skeleton. The devouring range of the Dharma.
He groaned, two streaks of blood dripped from his nose, and lay weakly on the ground, his eyes were scarlet, as if he wanted to eat someone: "Ye Shu————!!"
Ye Shu, who looked so weak that he was about to die a moment ago, stood up. He jumped onto the huge bright red skeleton and sat down comfortably.
Ye Shu raised one of his legs and looked indifferently at the three Bailians who were rushing up in the sea of flowers without falling for the trick: "It's a pity, you are much smarter than I thought."
One of the two monks who narrowly escaped death was Xun Guan, who was leading the way for Bai Lian. He was frightened and frightened. The fear of escaping from death made his teeth chatter. He couldn't help roaring: "What are you doing?" What?!"
Ye Shu ignored him and looked at Lin Zheng, who was bleeding profusely from his nostrils, and said, "You have too much time to take care of yourself, and you still have the mood to care about the lives of others."
Lin Zheng looked greatly irritated and murmured: "I don't understand... I don't understand why you do this?"
"Lin Zheng." Ye Shu softly read his name, and the faint phosphorus fire reflected on his gloomy and handsome face, with a dull expression: "I told you not to come to the Demon Realm to fight for Dragon Balls. Why can’t you always listen to what I say?”
Lin Zheng roared angrily: "Ye Shu! Who taught you such evil magic?!"
Ye Shu breathed out slowly and stopped answering his questions. He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Bai Lian. The red-bone skeleton under him opened his mouth wide, and the figure just now slowly emerged from the huge black mouth. The figure of the Shadow Resentment, the Shadow Resentment opened its mouth and spat out the afterimage of Balian.
It looked like he was planning to work together with the bare bones skeleton to suck out Balian's soul.
Balian didn't move a step, but the shadow beneath him was like a fire blown by the wind, swaying out of control, with a faint feeling of weightlessness being sucked away.
He spread his hands to summon the Tiance Junshan Sword, and used the sword's edge to suppress the ground with great force. The sword's edge came into the shadow, and the black-gold ancient sword was like the shadow of an ancient holy mountain. From above his head, the mountains were faintly visible. Thousands of valleys, the moon surges and the river flows.
The whole body of the red-bone skeleton was shaken, and the dark fire in his eyes burst into light. Ye Shu felt his feet sink, and what followed was an invincible force of Dingkun Mountain, as if a hundred thousand mountains were standing on top of it. Come to town!
The two rows of teeth of the red ghost skeleton exploded and were crushed into powder. The female ghost in red in his mouth also exploded into a bloody mist with a shrill scream, and the long black hair of the body also burned into mist in the strong wind.
Ye Shu's eyelids jumped fiercely, and he slapped his hands towards the ground. The majestic spiritual power of the unusual Tuohai realm hit the palm of his hand, and slapped on the sky spirit cover of the skeleton. With the burst of wind, lightning and flint In the middle, he flew out in a hurry, avoiding the heavy and powerful suppressive force.
As soon as he landed, a sickly flush appeared on his face, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a pop. His clothes were torn and exploded in the strong wind, exposing a pale, thin, scarred body.
Ye Shuzhi was unsteady, his knees weakened, and he knelt on one knee on the ground. The blood dripping from his lips reflected the unusually black color of his hair, and his skin was white with coldness. From a distance, he looked completely different. A human being.
What's even more strange is that on his body, which is mixed with green and red and has numerous old wounds, a complex pattern of lines is outlined as if painted with cinnabar.
The large scarlet pattern brings a ferocious and wild beauty to the thin and frail body.
Su Jing saw clearly the traces of lines on his body, his eyes were solemn, and he said coldly: "Disciple of the Demon Sect."
The Langya Demon Sect inherited its demon world and occupied the Tianyao Continent to the Northern Evil Kingdom.
But within the Langya Demon Sect, except for Liuhe in the demon world, the demon cultivators are basically human cultivators who follow the path of a cult.
According to common sense, for humans who practice demonic arts, the spiritual roots in their bodies will gradually transform into demonic energy as their cultivation deepens.
But she couldn't feel any demonic energy from Ye Shu. Even the method he used to control the skeleton to devour the monk's soul was just a method of controlling ghosts, which was very different from demonic power.
If she hadn't seen the tattoos on his body, she wouldn't have known that he was a demon cultivator.
After hearing what Su Jing said, Xun Guan's expression changed drastically, and his voice also changed: "Demon cultivator disciple? There is actually a demon cultivator disciple in the Lin family's house?!"
Ye Shu didn't mind at all that his biggest secret was exposed to everyone. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up with difficulty, and looked at Balian with complex eyes: "You are clearly only sixteen years old, why are you so strong?" ?”
With such a person, I am afraid that the three sons of Tiandao will be extremely inferior in front of him.
Bai Lian mentioned the Tiance Junshan Sword, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Ye Shu, what is your real purpose in coming to the devil world?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Zheng quickly raised his head and stared at Ye Shu, as if eager to hear his answer.
"Want to know the answer? He won't tell you. Why don't you let me answer your questions?" Ye Shu didn't answer. A voice slowly sounded from the darkness behind him, followed by a man in scribe's uniform. The man in the shirt parted from the sea of flowers and walked out.
It's not entirely true that he was a man. Just by the sound of his voice, he should be an adult man. However, what was wrapped in the scribe's clothes was the appearance of a decayed and withered body, with only the bones remaining.
Ye Shu turned aside to get out of the way, and gently saluted the skeletal man: "Uncle."
"Uncle?" Lin Zheng looked pale, obviously unable to accept this fact, and shouted with splitting eyes, "What do you call this monster?"
Yin Baishuang's eyes flashed, and he saw the skeletal man wearing red feathers on his shoulders and silver shackles on his ankles. There was a red luan totem left under the eye socket of his skull as if it had been carved with a knife.
Since ancient times, Qingluan has been regarded as a sacred bird, symbolizing light and holiness.
Chiluan, on the other hand, is one of the main totems believed in by the Demon Sect.
Even though his appearance was rotted into withered bones, Yin Baishuang still recognized this person's identity at a glance. He frowned, and a thin and surly anger suddenly came to his eyebrows. His voice was shuddering: "You are the deceased right protector of the Demon Sect, Feng Ju! "
She has a deep hatred for the people of the Langya Demon Sect, even more so than the demon clan.
Bai Lian also has a deep understanding of the history of the Langya Demon Sect in the North. Ye Shu calls Feng Ju his uncle, so his mother... turns out to be the sixteenth generation saint of the Langya Demon Sect, Jiang Yi!
Lin Zheng said that he and Ye Shu were half-brothers from a famous family who had been ministers for generations, but they actually had a child with the Holy Girl of the Demon Sect!
Lin Zheng was lying on the ground, the expression on his face ranging from confusion to anger, from anger to shame, and finally from shame to speechless sadness. All kinds of emotions were complicated and intertwined, and there was a faint hint of collapse.
But there was no shock or astonishment.
Obviously, he already knew about Ye Shu's life experience.
He knew Ye Shu's life experience, but he never thought that one day he would actually choose the opposite side of the endless sea, standing in the darkness, pointing swords at him far away, with North and South clearly distinguishable...
