The sword energy deceives the sky!
The green figure of the succubus quickly became distorted in the sword light of Tiance Junshan, and it seemed that it was about to disperse. The succubus's deformed body had a high arch on its back, and a face melted into the blue sky. The woman's face emerges from the color.
The second face that was born did not look like a transparent ghost. It had a pale complexion and blood-red lips that opened wide, revealing a bottomless black mouth.
Hiss...
A sound like the hissing of a poisonous snake sounded from the mouth of the woman's face.
Balian frowned and noticed something strange. Between the lightning and flint, a long purple tongue quickly protruded from the mouth of the face. The tongue actually looked like a human head and snake body, and the whole body was round and smooth. Slippery, sniffing the blood on Balian's body and biting it.
The weird 'tongue' was extremely fast and difficult to catch with the naked eye. With his keen instinct, Balian abandoned his sword and pinched the snake-like tongue with great precision.
But when he took it, the tongue was extremely soft, as if it were boneless. Before he could use the force of his palm to shatter the thing, the cold, purple-red tongue slipped away from his fingertips.
The tongue snake with a human head did not appear to have much lethality. It just placed a cold snake kiss on the wound on his abdomen like a breeze.
The next moment, there was a stinging pain from an ice needle in Balian's abdomen. After the brief pain passed, there was a burning numbness and burning sensation.
I don't know if the tongue snake left the succubus' body or if it used up all the magic poison. It melted quickly in the wind without Balian's intervention.
And the body of the deformed succubus instantly exploded into a cloud of light, and two broken hair strands fell out of the light.
Baili An looked up with enlightenment and saw that Wang Yi, who was supposed to die under Yun Rong's sword, had lost sight of him and retreated from the battlefield in time.
It can be seen that his thinking is really agile to a terrifying degree.
Even though he was extremely confident in his ability to conceal the secrets of heaven and thought that no one in the entire demon world would be able to find his hidden location, he still planted a puppet technique on a succubus here in advance.
In an instant, he saw the life-and-death gap between him and Yun Rong. He was able to make a prompt decision and personally destroy the powerful puppet assistance like Fa Yao. He instantly controlled the succubus with his mental power and launched a sneak attack on Yun Rong.
Under preconceptions, Wangyi could only control one living puppet at a time. Who could have imagined that he would have such vicious courage.
Balian was injured by the succubus, and the injuries in his abdomen were still bearable. The expression on his face remained unchanged. He stood up and looked at Yun Rong, saying: "Wang Yi is a big problem and must not be left behind. Miss Yun Rong, your sword is powerful." …”
Before she finished her sentence, Yun Rong had already walked over quickly, completely ignoring Wang Yi who had disappeared and fled. His face was so solemn and gloomy that he actually looked a little shuddering. It was very different from the usual look with clean brows. of.
She pressed down on Bai Lian's sword-holding wrist and stared at the wound in his abdomen: "Nonsense, who told you to push me away just now!"
Yun Rong usually had difficulty showing his temper in front of him, but at this moment, the word "anger" was clearly written in his eyes.
Balian signaled that he was fine and said: "It's just some skin injuries. I just have to trouble Miss Yunrong to make a hard trip to get rid of the scourge of Wang Yi. Since he has the ability to control the Beiyuan Rotten Demon, if he allows If he continues, there is no guarantee that we will be able to escape unscathed next time."
But Yun Rong seemed unable to hear what he was saying, and his expression was a bit scary: "Just now I saw the succubus spit out a strange tongue. I guess it must be a poisonous thing. Have you been touched by that thing?"
Everything happened very fast just now, and Yun Rong couldn't confirm whether Balian was injured by the poison because of the angle.
Baili'an looked at her calmly, then smiled suddenly and said: "The poison of the succubus is a strange poison in the devil world. How can I be so calm if I am poisoned?"
Seeing that his expression didn't seem to be fake, Yun Rong's complexion improved a little, but she still couldn't help but tear open the clothes on his abdomen. After seeing that the wound was bright red, she breathed a sigh of relief and tore off a piece of clothes. Bandage his wounds carefully.
"The location here is hidden. Since you are injured, you can adjust your breath and recuperate here until I come back. I will take Wang Yi's life."
Balian didn't show off to her and nodded, then found a thick branch to lean on and sit down, closing his eyes and regulating his breathing.
After Yun Rong left, Bailian, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils were bright red, he tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of extremely dark blood.
Balian frowned, with a hint of pain. He tore open the clothes wrapped around his abdomen with some impatience. Looking down, he saw a green curse spread out between the bright red wounds and the place where the snake's venom had kissed him. Wen spread in all directions like vines, gradually hardening the pale skin into a jade-like blue color.
Seeing this scene, Balian's fingers became cold and he slowly put down his clothes. His expression was serious and cold, and he fell into deep contemplation.
After a long time, he stood up with one hand on the branch, obviously not intending to wait for Yun Rong to come back as agreed.
As soon as Fang stood up, Balian coughed hard, blood surged up in his abdomen, and a scorching burning overflowed from his throat, making his throat extremely dry and hoarse.
The wounds on his body had been burned to the point of losing all pain. He pressed on the branch with such difficulty that he could hardly stand up. The burning made him even more unbearably hot, and his cold skin actually made him unbearable. It was the crystal clear beads of sweat that were forced out of me by birth.
Balian looked at the fine and hot sweat on his palms and was frightened.
Since he woke up from the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Demons and entered the world, as a corpse demon, he has never sweated.
Today, I was actually sweating hard due to the succubus toxin.
Balian clenched his fists unconsciously, and found that his fingers were gradually becoming weak, and his consciousness felt as if he had drank countless strong drinks, which made the spiritual platform dim and the entire field of vision turned into a rosy color.
Balian is not stupid and knows that this poison is wrong.
The five elements of snakes belong to earth, and earth belongs to desire. He was kissed by the poisonous tongue snake just now. It seemed like it was just brushed by, but all the poison in his body was transferred into his wound.
Snakes dare to violate God's forbidden laws and inspire the seven emotions and six desires of the ancestors of all living things.
If you stay with Yun Rong all the time, something will definitely go wrong.
Feeling helpless against the burning and boiling poisonous desire that was faintly out of control, he bit the tip of his tongue and allowed the taste of blood to spread in his mouth. He suppressed the spreading bitter desire with his thirst for blood.
Balian tore off a piece of hard, cracked bark from among the thick branches. He inserted the rough and sharp bark into the palm of his hand with all his strength. He relied on the pain in his body to maintain his original intention, and walked towards the sword with a pestle. Yun Rong left quickly in the opposite direction.
On the other side of the sea of peach trees, Yun Rong was walking among the branches and leaves, the black sacrificial robe on her body fluttering in the silence of the night. She suddenly stopped and rubbed the ferocious scar between her right wrist with her left hand.
This is the seventeenth time she has done this action, but she still can't find a way to break the illusion of stealing the moon and changing the sun cast by the 'inner demon' on her hands.
Although the scars on her hands were all false illusions, the existence of this illusion actually severed the spiritual power node in her right hand.
Right now, if she wanted to pull out the Snow-Cleaning Sword, she could only use her left hand.
Si Jian-sama, who had been using her right hand for hundreds of years, was suddenly forced to hold the sword with her left hand. Not only her strength was greatly reduced, but what was even more depressing was that she didn't know when the illusion of her inner demon would be eradicated.
Also said that this technique must be broken by the user himself?
She traveled thousands of miles from the Demon City Palace to Beiyuan, and except for this weird big peach tree, she didn't even see a shadow of her inner demon.
Yun Rong, who is obsessed with swordsmanship, knows how important his right hand is to him, so he must find her.
After crossing the three-mile sea of flowers and branches, Yun Rong let out a light sigh and stopped again, looking at the man in front of him who was entangled in the vine branches like a figurine and hung under a horizontal branch.
A thin wolf with mottled fur and black and gray hair lay on the horizontal branches on the vine figurine. The thin wolf kept biting the vine figurine with its sharp claws and fangs, but it was as if it was biting pig iron. The sharp teeth clicked. The sparks of his debut failed to leave any traces of his teeth.
Through the faint moonlight, you can see the outline of the thin and thin figure among the rattan figurines. Her skin is pale, her lips are stained with blood, and her complexion looks very weak. The blood-stained black gold robe on her body is speechless. Show one's noble status and unparalleled status.
The broad black robe is like an ink flower, blooming silently among the vine figurines. A'rao hugs her knees, letting her long hair and ink robes flow out like a waterfall, spreading it flat on the floor. She is indescribably soft and touching, like a flower. A trapped bird in a cage is as quiet as a pistil in the dark forest at night.
Hearing the footsteps, Arao opened her eyelashes lightly and saw Yun Rong under the moonlight.
I don't know if it was Yun Rong's misunderstanding, but the moment she opened her eyes, she seemed to catch a trace of cold murderous intent in her black eyes that were not as bright as pearls.
But when the murderous gaze fell on the scars on her hands, it disappeared in an instant: "Why are you here?"
The voice was extremely cold, but not hostile.
Yun Rong received the demon's sword manual. Even though so many days had passed, the sacrificial robes on his body were still there, so he naturally had to do a full set of performances.
"I'm here to look for someone," she said.
A'rao sneered, she knew exactly who she was looking for.
All those with inner demons in the world have an obsession with their hosts that transcends life and death.
The canonization ceremony had not yet been completed, and Aluo had nothing to say to her. She squatted among the rattan figurines, and she hugged her knees tightly, closed her eyes and stopped talking.
Yun Rong is not stupid enough to take this opportunity to get rid of A'luo. She knows very well what kind of existence the devil is. Not to mention that she is trapped, even if she is seriously injured and weak and has only one breath left, she is definitely not She could kill.
Not to mention that her right hand was sealed at the moment, and her strength was far less than before.
She shook her head regretfully and prepared to leave.
Just as he was raising his sword, Yun Rong used the moonlight to deduce with his fingers, trying to deduce a correct way forward.
She was halfway through the operation of pinching her fingers when she suddenly stopped and noticed a piercing and cold gaze behind her.
A'luo, who was sitting among the rattan figurines, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the handsome white-blond man in the sea of flowers, and couldn't help but frown deeply.
Yun Rong turned around slightly, and as soon as he lowered his arms, a cold and dark aura came over him. A handsome face full of wild lust was very close at hand, and the faint red pupils clearly reflected the outline of her face.
There was a sudden pain in Yun Rong's neck, as if an invisible thread had cut through the skin. The bright red blood quickly flowed out and splashed on the sickly pale face of the other party.
Under the strong aura of the other party, Yun Rong took a half-step back slowly and unhurriedly. It was clearly a step back, but when she did it, she didn't mean to show any weakness. Instead, she felt indescribably calm and calm. .
She took out a soft handkerchief and pressed it on the wound on her neck. She narrowed her eyes and looked at Sikong's ominous and evil red eyes. She asked without fear or fear, "Corpse Demon?"
Si Kong remained silent, sticking out his tongue to lick the blood drops that fell from the corners of his lips. His pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes instantly became cold, like three-nine days of ice, bone-chilling.
The curve of his lips was obviously twisted in a sick way, "It's really you! That woman really dared to beg... How dare she ask me to protect you... How dare she!!"
Yun Rong couldn't understand his crazy words, so he hit the nail on the head: "Your Excellency, do you know me?"
Looking at the entire world, as the leading swordsman of the righteous side, she is probably the only one who treats the corpse demons that are strictly forbidden to be killed in the six realms so politely and without any prejudice in her eyes.
Perhaps it was Yun Rong's eyes that pleased Si Kong. The madness in his eyes dissipated and turned into a leisurely interest. He lightly held his chin with his fingers and said with a smile: "No, you and I have never met each other, and we will never know each other."
His eyes were closed in laughter, and he seemed to be in a very happy mood. His appearance was very deceptive, making it easy for people to let down their guard.
Yun Rong was not deceived by this face. Although she was calm, her spirit never relaxed for a moment.
However, under the suppression of the absolute power, she had no ability to react at all. Si Kong raised his palm seemingly casually and slowly, but it gave people a sense of heavy, sticky and irresistible power.
One of his cold fingers instantly transformed into a sharp bloody blade in the night. The cold pain was like an evil poisonous snake, tearing and biting. It easily broke through Yun Rong's body-protecting sword energy and poured it into her body. In the heart.
In a dazzling moment, Yun Rong was about to face a terrible life and death crisis.
The deep pain made the scene in Yun Rong's vision seem like rain and wind, trembling wildly and blurring, and everything around him was distorted.
A casual and leisurely movement by Si Kong turned out to be fatal and vicious.
He destroyed Yun Rong's real world and pulled her spiritual consciousness and senses into an extremely terrifying and cold realm of death.
Yun Rong felt an unprecedented heaviness on her body, as if she was stuck in a deep mud swamp. Her body softened and she was about to fall towards the sky.
Si Kong looked at You Yunrong quietly, licking the warm blood from his index finger, as if he was tasting the most beautiful sorrowful flower juice in the world.
He is an exile, a traitor who has always been rebellious and disobedient to discipline.
Even if it was an order from his father's general, he would resist if he resisted, and rebel if he rebelled.
Everything is based on the intention, and only then can we achieve what we are today.
Just when Yun Rong's body was about to be engulfed by the crimson mist, a hand came through the flowers and leaves, hugged her tightly, and pulled her back to reality from the realm of chaos and death. Come to the real world.
Yun Rong's body was weak and she could only collapse into the hot chest behind her.
The hot breath kept beating on her hair, and the familiar boy's voice sounded above her head. The originally clear voice was made hoarse by the confusing mist.
He only said one word: "Get out!"
The voice was filled with uncontrollable cruelty and coldness, and it was actually directed at Si Kong.
Si Kong was also stunned by the word 'go'.
For many years, in his memory, no one dared to say this word to him.
