The Millennium Sword Pavilion collapsed into dust.
In the looming light of the formation, dozens of figures fell out like dumplings.
Ying Xiu just landed on the ground in a state of embarrassment, not caring about the dirt and dust all over his body. He pointed at Qilian City with shaking hands, his face filled with anger and betrayal.
"Demon! He is a demon! Come on! Come on! Get him!"
Before Jiang Yunqin and the other young disciples had time to enjoy the joy of rebirth after the disaster, they saw Qilian City, whose bodies had begun to undergo changes among the ruins of the collapsed sword pavilion.
He had double horns on his forehead, his body gradually became taller, and his skin color became darker and bluer like a normal person.
A dark magic rune line was winding from behind his ears to his cheeks. On the spiritual platform with his eyebrows wide open, half a wing-shaped demon element was slowly being sucked into his eyebrows.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and only then did they understand why the young man named Si Chen in the Jiange had been forcing Qilian City hard.
So this is what 'one life' and 'half life' refer to?
Qi Liancheng didn't have a single scratch on his body, but his face was so haggard and weak that anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that he had injured his original lifeline.
And looking at the solid and heavy demonic element just now, the demonic element of ordinary demons all have the same core form.
But the demonic element of this demon has actually developed a different form.
This demon must have an unusual position among the demon clan.
horrible!
Qilian City, known as "Little Shangyang General" in the Qin State, was actually transformed by the demon clan? !
Jiang Yunqin, who had been favored by him many times at the piano concert, could not help but feel horrified when he saw Qi Liancheng's true appearance. He shuddered hard and turned pale.
At this time, someone noticed that the sky of Tianxi Sword Sect seemed to be very different from before entering the sword pavilion. When he raised his head, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Why is the thirteenth star rope of Tianshan Mountain broken?!"
"What?!" Ying Xiu's expression changed drastically. He looked around anxiously and saw that the towering Tianshan Mountain floating under the vast sky was actually tilting.
Although the trend is very slight, for the Tianshan Sword Tomb that has stood between heaven and earth for thousands of years, this subtle trend of collapse is enough to shake the minds of countless people.
What is even more frightening is that the Thirteen Sword Souls, which have been passed down through the ages and have never died even in the era when the Immortal Way declined and the Demonic Way prospered, died tonight—! !
Even though Ying Xiu's spiritual root qualifications are average, the blood of Tianxi Sect Master flows in his body, even though he cannot control the Thirteen Swords.
But being in Baituo Mountain, he could still feel the power of the Holy Spirit of the Thirteen Sword Souls guarding the Ten Thousand Swords of the Tianxi.
Now that the spirit of the Yuanlu Sword is gone, Yingxiu Xin Lake has set off a huge wave that will be difficult to calm down for a long time.
Qi Liancheng was half-kneeling on the ground, with demonic energy surging around him like mist, and the wound on his broken arm was rapidly healing and regenerating.
With a gloomy look on his face, he clenched the palm of his fist, knowing that he was being manipulated by Zangxin today, and he did not dare to continue to be exposed to the public eye.
Just as he was about to escape, a figure behind him stepped sideways and struck down on his head with a sword without any pretense.
The speed of the sword was so fast that Qilian City could not even feel the sound of the wind behind him. Only in his peripheral vision could he see the traces of the sword shadow dragging out in the space.
The blade of the sword fell close to his scalp, and Qi Liancheng felt a chill in his heart. While he tilted his head to avoid the blade, a huge bulge suddenly appeared on his broad back.
A sharp bone wing broke out of the body and aimed at the abdomen of the person behind him to kill him!
The cold sword edge followed his sideways movement, cutting off a large piece of flesh along his head and cheeks. The dark sword edge brushed against the dark magic horn, causing a fierce spark.
The powerful and terrifying force of the counter-shock forced Qilian Cheng's head to tremble with pain and made him dizzy.
Although the bone wing shot out from behind felt like a hit, the sharp bone wing hit a thick steel plate as if it were hit.
Even though he lost half of his demonic energy and hurt his roots in order to unblock the sword pavilion, he had already weighed the pros and cons since he had made a choice in the sword pavilion.
Even if this move breaks the muscles and bones, it can leave the green hills without worrying about having no firewood.
At this time, the Tianxi was in chaos. Sword Master Yu and the Twelve Sword Masters were in the open, but their hearts were hidden in the dark. The two sides were facing each other tit for tat, so they had no control over him.
The sword pavilion was full of juniors who had just climbed the mountain. Even though the boy who could understand the sword formation and read hundreds of scriptures was weird, he believed that if he left, no one would be able to stay.
Qi Liancheng even thought that he might as well win over the eldest princess's son when he had spare power, so that he would have a trump card in his hand to negotiate with Tianxi for profit.
But who would have expected that before he could take action, that kid actually took the initiative and struck at him first.
After this brief confrontation, Qi Liancheng was horrified, and there was a faint power that was difficult to withstand.
Damn it! A human with necromancy roots would probably have the strength to overcome the calamity realm.
Without the cover and protection of Qilian City, it is obviously not a wise move to fight a difficult opponent in a place like this.
If it attracts the attention of Twelve Swords or Sword Master Yu, it will be difficult to escape.
Qilian Cheng did not continue to struggle with Bai Lian. As his wings fluttered, the sharp bone spurs plowed deep ravines into the solid ground.
He stood up sideways, and as the demonic energy surged, a bright blue fan-shaped shield formed from his shoulders, successfully blocking Tiance Junshan.
The ground beneath their feet suddenly cracked and dented. Qi Liancheng's body was completely transformed into a demon. The coercion emanating from it made everyone onlookers' faces turn pale and their hearts beat like thunder!
He rose from the ground like a giant beast like a hill, with huge bone wings extending out from his back, a terrifying sight that covered the sky and the moon.
Bailian's legs left the ground and his body was pushed out heavily.
Qi Liancheng snorted coldly, raised his hands, and his ten fingers were all as black as ink, and he tried hard to tear it left and right towards the space, tearing out a path into the void.
He was about to spread his wings, but found that his bone wings seemed to be pressed against a heavy mountain, as heavy as a thousand stones, and it was difficult to swing them.
Qi Liancheng looked back in shock, only to see that the young man seemed to be thrown away, but his body was as steady as a mountain attached to his bone wings.
It was clear that there was no foothold, but the left hand that could be pushed out smoothly rested on his bone wing seemingly casually.
Under the palm that seemed as weak as a scholar's, sharp and huge bone spurs exploded into dust inch by inch.
In the billowing dust and smoke, Bailian was covered in chaotic wind, with black clouds like ink, and his sleeves full of sword energy. He put his hand down and landed, with a seemingly simple palm, but it created an unrivaled momentum.
Qi Liancheng's whole body exploded with demonic energy. He was able to use his energy to suppress the injuries on his head and face. In an instant, blood surged out!
Under the stunned and shocked eyes of everyone, the huge bone wing that covered the sky was like a collapsed ruin, and it was like a thousand-foot waterfall exploding!
The torn space closed slowly and unsteadily.
Qilian City was like a kite tightly held in someone's hand. It was up to him to fly as far as he wanted. However, Bailian suppressed it and he fell from the sky without any suspense.
A huge pit appeared on the ground.
Qi Liancheng was lying in a deep pit, his hair disheveled, and he had countless broken bones. The huge bone wings on his back were drooping sluggishly on the ground. It was painful to move him even slightly!
This absolute suppressive power made everyone feel moved.
If in the sword pavilion, the young man who is familiar with hundreds of scriptures in the pavilion is amazing and enviable, but at this moment, he knocking off the terrifying demon head with his palm makes people's blood boil and their minds are in turmoil!
But I saw the young man in the sky looking down casually.
The casual gaze gave people a wild feeling for no reason.
The young female disciples were so stunned that they could hardly move their eyes away. They suddenly felt that before entering the sword pavilion, the gentleman sword known as the "Jade Faced Suan Ni" they saw was nothing more than this.
Is this the son of the first female swordsman in the Qin Kingdom and the Tianxi Sword Master?
This unparalleled scenery is really hard to find in the world!
The astrolabe of heaven and earth once predicted that the three sons of Tiandao were born in the places where the three great immortal heads were Tianxi, Cangwu and Taixuan.
There is Yin Baishuang in Cangwu, and Su Jing in Taixuan. These two hundred years of amazing history are really the hope of righteousness in the world.
The common monks only hope that these two people can go through the love tribulation as soon as possible and lead this era to truly enter the golden age where immortals have no boundaries.
In the past two hundred years, although Prince Yingxiu of Zhongyou was as famous as the two daughters, and together they were the third son of Heaven, he was still unable to be named by the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan. Although his performance was very outstanding among his peers, he could be mentioned as one of the three sons with the two daughters. In time, it will inevitably be eclipsed.
But when everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but look at the helpless Prince Zhongyou, and they could not help but have deep doubts in their hearts.
Ying Xiu was always sensitive, but he couldn't notice the suspicious looks from everyone. He suddenly felt as if he had been slapped twice in the face, as shameful and angry.
There was a huge turmoil in his heart, and he relied on his identity, so he could only try to stay calm on the outside.
The fists in the cuffs were clenched tightly!
only this!
This is the location! He will never give in!
As soon as Qi Liancheng stood up tremblingly, Bailian raised his arm, and dozens of long bloody shadows flew down from behind him.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
More than a dozen blood-red spears penetrated the bone wings behind Qilian City and were nailed into the ground diagonally. Like a bloody steel prison, Qilian City was tightly imprisoned in a deep pit.
Bai Lian jumped down from his clothes and landed lightly on a blood-red spear. He looked down at the demon under him and said softly: "Qilian City, that's not your name, right?"
Blood trickled down Qi Liancheng's cheek. He tried to twitch his body, but found that he couldn't move. He looked at Bailian with dark eyes: "Duanmo is my name."
Duanmo...
Upon hearing this name, many disciples changed their expressions.
Isn't that the new leader of Langya Demon Sect, the state religion enshrined in Zhao Kingdom in the north, who succeeded this year?
I heard that Duan Mo was not an ordinary demon cultivator, but a blue demon with a real bloodline.
Looking at history, hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Blue Devil was also one of the powerful clans in the demon world that could seize the title of Demon Lord.
However, since the Winged Demon clan took charge of the demon world, the ancient clans of Blue Demon and Blood Demon have gone into hiding and kept a low profile.
It is said that the blue demon Duan Mo has reached the realm of transcending the soul and has just succeeded to the moonlight scene. Whether in the Mo Sect or the Zhao Kingdom, he can be said to have monopolized power and his methods are ruthless.
In just a few months, war broke out on the border because of this man, and all countries around the world sensed a great threat.
Such a famous and notorious terrifying person was like a dead dog at this moment... lying at the feet of the young man.
Duan Mo was the most helpless and aggrieved by the young man's relentless pursuit.
With a hint of anger, he whispered: "What? People from the Tianxi Sword Sect are so dishonest? Just now you said that as long as I give you half my life, I will help you break the sword pavilion, are you going to turn your back on me now?" ?”
Bai Lian raised his eyebrows and said: "Yes, I just said that I would only take half of your life. You can choose on your own. The deal is over.
Now, I want to make another deal with you. Are you going to trade your freedom for the remaining half of your life, or are you going to trade this half life for your freedom? "
Duan Mo had never seen someone so confident and shameless. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "What do you want?!"
Bailian said: "Sacrifice your soul to me."
Soul sacrifice is the most common method of enslaving people's freedom. Offering souls is tantamount to putting your entire wealth and life in the hands of others.
Life and death cannot be controlled by oneself, and one will never lose his freedom!
For a noble Blue Devil, this is tantamount to a huge insult.
Duan Mo was furious: "You can't force me to submit! How dare you, a humble human being, have such delusions!"
Bai Lian stepped forward, and the spear was missing three inches from his body. Blood burst out, and Duan Mo roared in pain.
"Do you think I want to discuss it with you? The noise you made will soon attract the attention of the sword master. Brother Duanmo must also have heard of the name of Tianxi Sin Sword Pool."
Bai Lian's faint words immediately made Duan Modi's heart clench.
The Tianxi Sin Sword Pond, Taixuan Town Demon Mountain, and Cangwu Punishment Demon Palace were all regarded as places of purgatory for atonement in the Six Realms.
These three places make thousands of demons and monsters frightened by the news, just because their origins are quite ancient and terrible. They are the places where the blood and bones of the three most powerful ancestor gods in the ancient times were transformed into the great sage and great evil.
No matter how pure or powerful the demon clan is, if they are thrown into it, they will be completely injured, live a life that is not smooth, and die unfavorably.
Balian's words hit his key point, but there was no trace of pride on his face. He said calmly: "If you attract the big shots from the Tianxi Sword Sect, you will have no choice."
There was no hint of coercion in his words.
Balian was like boiling a frog in warm water and cutting off his head with a soft knife, cutting off all the other party's escape routes with the most casual attitude.
"I will take half of your life. How you weigh it is up to you."
Hearing such words, Duan Mo was really angry and vomited blood this time. He smiled sadly: "That's all, that's all, I'm willing to sacrifice my soul."
As he spoke, he opened his mouth and spit out a ray of spiritual light, and then, his eyebrows and soul opened wide, and he also spit out half a wisp of demon soul, which intertwined with the spiritual light to form a seal, turned into a ball, and floated in front of Bailian.
Balian patted the full-moon wine gourd on his waist. The wish beads in the gourd collided crisply, and a mouthful of clear moonlight wine was poured onto the halo.
The spiritual contract between master and servant is completed!
Duan Mo snorted, his face turned pale, and he felt the cold power of law injected into his soul, like a brand, and despair arose in his heart.
I was fortunate to have to wait and see for eighteen hundred years. When his demonic body was fully cultivated, he would be able to find a way to break the soul-sacrifice-spiritual contract.
Who would have expected that this kid would be so capable that he would directly use the power of Mohe's ancient secret authority.
The absolute power of the contract is superimposed. Not to mention that when his demonic body is completed, he will become His Majesty the Demon Lord, the master of the demon world in the future. As long as the contract is there, he will always be his subordinate.
After the contract was established, Duan Mo couldn't even feel any hatred or resentment towards his master in his heart. He could only keep greeting Demon Lord Aluo's eighth generation ancestor in his heart!
