A faint green fluorescence flashed in the depths of the darkness, and the old succubus was chanting like crazy, and her shrill and harsh voice sounded a little creepy in the gurgling stream.
Ning Feiyan's pupils were filled with the color of night. Her eyes were as cold as ice, like the cold wind passing through the river. There was a sneer on her face, and she said: "Why are you so nervous? In this world where jackals, tigers and leopards are rampant. Here, a son kills his father, a mother cannibalizes her son, and bloodshed is not a rare thing. After all, not everyone can be a mother."
She no longer looked at the mutilated child's bones in the pit, and leaned down with a smile on her face.
The old succubus felt like facing a powerful enemy and wanted to retreat in fear.
But countless fine white cocoons were drilled out of the soil behind them. The cocoons bloomed as butterflies, with fluttering purple wings and a strange fragrance.
The old succubus suddenly did not dare to move at all. She froze and looked at the woman in front of her. She stretched out a slender finger charmingly and passionately, and lifted her ragged collar with a move that was not romantic and sexy.
Ning Feiyan squinted her eyes, and sure enough, she saw a dark red blurred scab in the center of her chest. She smiled and said, "It turned out to be a blood-dropping curse cast by an immortal."
The old succubus's skinny fingers froze, and his expression became a bit resentful.
Ning Feiyan straightened her collar slowly, raised her eyes and smiled softly: "Look, even if you are the first among many succubus seniors to conceive the immortal vein, but so what, the other succubus seniors have all achieved Taoism." , but you were the only one who was cruelly cast a blood-dropping curse by that emperor Chenghuang."
"The Blood Curse is an evil curse cast by the blood of an immortal. Every night, the whole body will rot and fester, and the skin and flesh will be cracked. It will make you miserable. This curse may seem unknown, but it is worse than those evil curses that kill people. If you are even more vicious, you will not die. Your whole body will fester every night, and the next day it will be as good as before, over and over again, and so on. In the end, no one can bear this endless torture, and finally commit suicide."
Ning Feiyan clicked her tongue twice: "Then His Majesty the Emperor has such vicious thoughts. He knows that you are pregnant with an immortal heir and is still his child. If he directly kills you, he will be stained with evil causes and consequences. Wait for him next time On the day of crossing the tribulation and breaking through the realm, he will naturally be afraid of the evil consequences that will come to him. So he came up with such vicious methods to force you to commit suicide. "
The old succubus was trembling, and her bulging eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
The curve of the corners of Ning Feiyan's lips slowly sank, and the night covered her eyes: "You couldn't bear this pain, and it was useless to regret it in your heart, so you ate the younger son's soul and solved the pain in your body. Blood Curse, but I am very curious, you are sealed here, that grave is beyond your reach, and who buried half of her remains in it?"
The old succubus' body was stiff, and his expression was actually terrifying.
Ning Feiyan smiled: "It seems that there were other people here on the day you crucified your child."
The old succubus did not acknowledge or refute. His expression was twisted and strange, his face suddenly turned pale, and the panic in his eyes was about to overflow.
Seeing that she was almost losing her mind, Ning Feiyan sneered and said, "It's not like someone actually issued a ban on curses. I'm afraid I won't be able to ask you anything. Seeing that you are living without life or death, why not give it to you?" It feels better."
The old succubus shook her head crazily, her withered blue and black lips squirmed, and her voice was hoarse as she begged: "I don't want to die..."
Ning Feiyan smiled and took out a purple gold vial from her arms and said, "Only those who are useful to me have the right not to want to die. If you really don't want to die, why don't you answer my question again?"
The old succubus nodded repeatedly: "You ask, you ask!"
Ning Feiyan fixed her eyes and said seriously: "Do you hate the emperor for taking advantage of the trouble?"
The old succubus was startled, and there was obviously fear of this name in his eyes, but when he met Ning Feiyan's eyes that were like the cold moon in a deep well, his spirit could not help but tremble, and he subconsciously stroked the vague spot in the center of his chest. Curse seal.
Then a mixture of anger and hatred filled her eyes. Her hoarse voice was like a rusty saw, and she uttered one word sharply: "Hate!"
Ning Feiyan showed no emotion or anger, Yun Danfeng replied softly: "Then you just follow this hatred and live well. In the future, I will definitely give you a way to flatten the mountains and seas and overthrow Kunlun." opportunity for revenge."
The old succubus thought she was talking nonsense, and her voice was obviously full of disbelief and self-deprecation: "Just me?"
Ning Feiyan smiled confidently and said: "On your own, you are useless, but if it passes through my hands, you may not be able to become a god-killing demon weapon."
She handed the opened purple gold gourd in front of her, facing the eyes of the old succubus.
The old succubus raised his head and looked at the woman's unbelievably delicate face. It was covered in mist. She had a pair of eyes that were so beautiful that she could kill without seeing blood. She was smiling at her with a bewitching voice: "Don't you want to take a look? , was that high and mighty God who was once served and flattered by you in every possible way, kneeling in front of you and begging for mercy?"
The eyes and the voice are warm and touching, and they can also evoke the dark wildfire in people's hearts. When the wind blows, they set fire to the sky.
The scene she was talking about was something that the old succubus had never dared to imagine in her life. Even the name of taking advantage of the disaster was something that a humble and lowly succubus like her could not blaspheme in her heart.
However, Ning Feiyan's words undoubtedly touched the deepest delusion and ambition in her heart.
Knowing clearly that this woman is an anomaly among succubi, a dangerous existence that is more cold-blooded, evil, cunning and cunning than an immortal, but somehow, the old succubus slowly stretched out her hand and turned into a ray of clear light, flowing to Ning Fei. Inside the purple gold gourd in the smoker's hand.
Ning Feiyan was very satisfied. She put away the gourd and shook it slightly. She lowered her eyes and smiled softly: "Look, there's an interesting secret here."
The immortal-level divine source was transformed into the body, even if it was only half of it, the abundant spiritual water power in it turned into endless gurgling spring rain that moisturized everything silently.
Ning Feiyan's injuries were gradually healed by this gentle and nurturing power.
The bleeding wounds in his abdomen quickly scabbed and stopped bleeding. The countless wounds all over his body were itchy and tender like ants crawling and biting him. He was obviously repairing those wounds on his own with amazing strength.
She lifted up Hongzhuang's waist belt with one hand, greeted Guidi Tongzi, and said, "Let's go."
As if packing up leftovers, the Ghost Flute boy wrapped up the half-skeletons in the dug earth-bagged grave, straddled his waist, and ran over happily waving the Ghost Flute.
Ning Feiyan raised her eyebrows, looking at the dirty appearance of it covered with grave soil, her eyes couldn't help but feel disgusted: "What are you doing stealing other people's corpses?"
If it were a toothpasting festival, the 'appetizers' chosen would be a bit too heavy.
Ghost Flute didn't pay attention to her, raised his chin very proudly, and jumped into Ning Feiyan's shadow, his breath disappearing without a trace in an instant.
What kind of pet does the stupid cat have? It's so different from his lovable appearance and temperament.
Speaking of that stupid cat…
Ning Feiyan smoothed the wind-blown hair on her cheeks, and gently rubbed the scabbed wound on her abdomen with her hands involuntarily. Her eyelashes drooped lightly, and her eyes were deep-eyed.
If...he knew that what was inside was Shemali, not his child, I really don't know what he would think.
Ning Feiyan didn't want to think too deeply about this matter, so she raised Hongzhuang, stretched out her hand to summon a teng root, carried her body, and sent her up to the huge peach blossom tree.
This towering and huge peach blossom tree grows wildly in the wind. The night wind is as cold as a gust. The peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains are red. In the lingering clouds and mist, there are burning fragrant flowers. There is only one peach tree, but it seems like a ten-mile peach forest. The majestic appearance.
The buds of the peach branches stretched into the endless sea of clouds, and the billowing clouds rolled over the flowers, which was majestic and magnificent.
Balian was worried that Yujian would leave the tree and lose space, so he and Yun Rong climbed on foot. The two were determined not to be slow in their physical skills. Soon, they climbed to the middle of the peach tree side by side.
The branches with peach blossoms and green leaves under the feet are intertwined in thickness and are extremely tough. Even if two thick branches fall down, they will make a creaking sound but they will not break.
Under the cliff, the group of chasing succubi seemed to be vaguely afraid of the scent of this peach tree. As he climbed higher and higher, Balian discovered that the succubi were flying among the treetops. Come less and less.
And their appearance became more and more strange. The succubi they met at the bottom of the cliff were more or less humanoid, but as they climbed higher into the woods, these succubus had three arms and five legs, animal eyes and sharp teeth, and their true nature became less and less obvious. Deformed appearance.
And they will not attack easily. They will circle and fly around the branches for a while, then they will fold their wings, like a glowing green bat, hanging upside down on the branches and begin to sleep. The surrounding mist gathers around them and condenses on them. A layer of solid liquid like amber ooze.
Sure enough, the demon emperor of one side died, disasters spread across the sky, and a far-reaching and beautiful mountainous land was turned into this ghost-like appearance by evil.
"Be careful. The succubus in these trees are much stronger than those at the bottom of the cliff. Try not to disturb them."
Yun Rong raised his eyes to look at the sky. As he got farther and farther away, he came up high. When he raised his head, the sky seemed to be very close. The waning moon also gradually became a full circle. There was a trace of ruins in the water-like moonlight. contour.
A huge door in the ruins was half-open, with a large silver-white sword inserted in front of the door, leaning against the corner of the door, blocking the opening of the gate.
Holding the silver sword was a skeleton warrior wearing armor, with a spine as straight as a sword and a bright red flag.
Yun Rong knew that he was the gatekeeper of the demon world.
Balian nodded, his expression serious and solemn.
Succubi are born with spiritual bodies, and they like to use their spirits to nourish poison for self-protection or for the purpose of replenishing the dual cultivation. After the death of the Demon Emperor, the bodies of these succubi and the spiritual poisons in their bodies were affected by the disaster energy, and began to It mutated and became violent, so it became like this.
You don't need to think about it, and you know that these things may not be particularly powerful in cultivation, but the scary thing is that they are immortal, and there may be poison hidden everywhere in their bodies. If they are scratched or bitten, the consequences will be disastrous.
Yun Rong followed suit, not far or near. Suddenly, she heard Bai Lian ask unconsciously: "Miss Yun Rong, you don't seem to like to use the snow-washing sword directly. Most of the time, you It’s the sword that defeats more enemies.”
Yun Rong felt a chill in her heart and subconsciously put her right hand into her sleeve.
It's not that she can't use her left hand sword normally, it's just that her right hand is disabled. A'rao knows that. If she tries too hard to use it too much, she will notice it, but she can't hold it with her left hand in front of Bai Lian and A'rao. The sword defeats the enemy.
In this way, he simply uses his spiritual power to control the sword, without using both hands.
Who would have thought that Bai Lian's mind could be so sharp? Yun Rong did not explain it, but just responded calmly: "Since I have overcome the tribulation and become an immortal, the power of wielding a sword is always more powerful than slashing with a sword." Come strong.”
"Actually, I don't understand something?" Bailian turned to look at her and asked: "Miss Yunrong's cultivation level seems to be on par with the Demon Lord, and it is far different from what the rumors in the world say. The Thirteen Swords of Tianxi are weaker than the Six Rivers of the Demon Realm. Could it be that Miss Yunrong hid your strength when you were inside the Bronze Gate?"
Yun Rong's fingertips hidden in her sleeves felt a little cold. She looked at Balian with a sincere and serious look and said: "This is related to the secret of my life experience. The world thinks that the Thirteen Swordsmen of Tianxi are all human monks, but in fact Otherwise, even today's inner disciples of Tianxi Sword Sect have many descendants of immortals. Among the Thirteen Swordsmen, in addition to mortals who have overcome tribulations and become immortals, there are also those who originally had the blood of immortals, and there are also yin who have exhausted their yang life. Spiritual beings also have earthly immortals who take refuge in their service halfway."
"And I... was actually born with the body of an immortal. The sect master took me to the White Camel Mountain to raise me. When I was young, my weak and immature body could not bear the rich spiritual power in my body, so the sect master formed a seal. My bloodline has been sealed, and I look like a mortal.
However, if this seal is unlocked, you can greatly improve your cultivation level through secret methods in a short period of time. However, it is only the light of the bright moon for a moment. This power will not last for a long time. In the end, you have to rely on your own down-to-earth practice to practice hard. "
Balian was moved for a moment when he heard it, and his mouth opened slightly. He didn't expect that Yun Rong, the sword-sword-catcher with a beautiful scenery, had such a rough life experience.
Immortal body...
It can be deduced that only powerful venerables who have ascended the level of Golden Immortal can give birth to those who are born with immortal bodies.
Yun Rong suddenly paused, looking at him with half-smiling eyes, moving forward before retreating, and said in an extremely frank manner: "If you doubt my identity, you can ask me directly, and I will answer you, so you don't have to use it." This kind of insinuation method is used to find out.”
Balian looked a little embarrassed when his thoughts were revealed. He touched his nose and said, "Make Miss Yun Rong laugh."
Seeing his embarrassed look, Yun Rong couldn't help but laugh in her heart, secretly thinking that she was still a child after all. If it had been back then, her husband would not be as easy to fool as he was.
After getting the confusion in his mind, Bai Lian stopped thinking about it and continued to climb up with Yun Rong.
At this moment, in the deep twilight of the dark night, there was a faint thin line reflecting a silvery white light.
The light was extremely thin, even though he was as sharp as Bai Lian, he didn't even notice it for a moment.
As soon as he stepped off his boots, he landed on a pliable branch.
Who would have thought that the branches seemed to be suddenly cut off by sharp and thin roots, and they were broken...
Bailian suddenly lost weight and almost missed his footing and fell down again.
