Sword Master Yu's brain was so dizzy from the fall that his blood flowed crazily because of these words. His hands and feet were so dazed that he had lost all feeling. He seemed unable to understand what Bailian said.
"What does it mean that there is a traitor hidden in the Thirteen Swords... What does it mean that the Spirit-Rejuvenating Pill I took was a Spirit Transformation Powder? This is impossible... How could such a ridiculous thing happen to the Huanghuang Tianxi Sword Sect!"
He struggled and seemed to be trying to get up, but his body, which had lost his spiritual power, became weak and he fell down again.
Burying Heart stood in the sky, bursts of laughter burst out from under the mask: "In this world, as long as you have a heart, nothing is impossible.
Bailiyu, it is precisely because you are as naive and headstrong as you are that the Tianxi Sword Sect has an opportunity to take advantage of you. "
"A divorce plan." Sword Master Yu's thick eyebrows tightened and he narrowed his eyes, making his already sharp gaze look more like a sharp blade at the moment.
Zang Xin laughed heartily, with a pair of eyes under the mask showing a hint of sarcasm:
"What a conceited sword master! Even after eating the Hualing Powder, you still refuse to accept the reality. You stubbornly continue to believe in the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi that have become glorious all over the world under your single-handed support and training.
There are so many dark ravines hidden in this world. In this world, close relatives and married couples may not be of the same mind.
The sword master's confident speech really sounded like the laughter of a child who didn't know the sufferings of the world. "
He chuckled and looked down inscrutably, not trying to hide the contempt in his words:
"If Lord Sword Master could give some of this trust to your son, the tragedy two hundred years ago would not have happened."
Sword Master Yu's eyelids twitched fiercely, and his straight and stiff spine seemed to have been severely tightened by the heart-wrenching words of Qian Xin.
He suddenly touched the most painful point in the deepest part of his memory, and the old wound that had not healed for two hundred years was torn open without mercy, which made his eyes turn red.
Zhan Xin's eyes flickered, as if he was admiring the change in Sword Master Yu's expression at this moment.
The strange and changeable eyes under the mask revealed a cruel and ruthless animality, and his eyes flickered across the Yin Flute.
He blinked and sighed: "I should have noticed the Yin Jade Transformation Flute of the Nether Palace Division long ago..."
Balian's expression was troubled by the emotion of burying his heart. The sleeve robe hanging down between his arms rose up in the wind, and a black beast shadow swept out from behind him like lightning.
A hoarse beast roar was heard. The dark wolf's hair was as black as night. When the huge wolf opened its mouth wide, the breath it exhaled came towards him. Thick frost beads quickly condensed on Zang Xin's body and the mask on his face.
Facing the underworld wolf Wang Yue who was biting at the shoulder, Zan Xin didn't even raise his head and smacked it with his palm, causing heavy waves and overlapping sounds of terror.
The dark wolf, which suddenly appeared as huge as a mountain in the darkness, was hit by a palm, and its body slowly tilted. Half of the huge wolf head burst into a cloud of blood mist, turned into a shadow again, and disappeared.
Zhanxin lowered his eyes and gently touched the scratches left by the underworld wolf on his wrist. He chuckled and said: "The world-devouring underworld wolf is indeed a terrifying existence at the master level within the bronze gate, but the power of the nine gates of heaven and earth is sealed within With the hands of Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan, this underworld wolf has entered the human world, and its power is limited by the laws of heaven and earth, but it does not pose much of a threat."
He slowly raised his eyes, glanced at Balian with a half-smile, and said, "If this is what you rely on, it would be a bit disappointing."
Bai Lian shook his sleeves lightly, the wind from a high place was extremely cold, and it made his brows shiver, but his tone remained calm.
"Lord Erhe is so capable. I didn't expect that you would still have such a back-up plan after being banished by the Demon Lord.
Erhe does not need to use such terrifying methods of the ghoul on the territory of the demon world to control the demonic path, but instead uses it in this small Tianxi Sword Sect, which is overkill. "
Zhan Xin crossed his arms and said, "Lord Si Chen, why bother trying to use clichés? I might as well tell you frankly that this army of ghouls is not my masterpiece. Planting flowers with intention will not bloom, but willows with willows will form a shade without intention."
He looked at Balian with a joking look and a bit of schadenfreude: "Your biggest enemy right now is not me."
After the words were settled, the majestic veins of the earth continued to tremble. Under the feet of thousands of ghoul legions, the red veins of the earth burned and spread, weaving into a terrifying scene of hell magma.
A burning volcano rose from the tide of corpses, and a figure stood on the top of the volcano.
That man's hair was disheveled, and his whole body was exuding a corpse gas visible to the naked eye. His whole body seemed to be about to merge into the fire and darkness?
It was vaguely visible that the originally handsome face had pale skin and was covered with green veins and lines, like an evil ghost wandering into the world.
Seeing the man's appearance clearly, even Bailian couldn't help but become surprised, and murmured: "Ying Xiu..."
Seeing this scene, Sword Master Yu frowned deeply, looking at the festering skin on Ying Xiu's chest and heart, the strange green heart that was beating vigorously like a parasite in his body, his face suddenly turned cold, and there was uncontrollable disgust in his eyes. Raw and cold.
Ying Xiu's clothes could no longer withstand the erosion of this evil spirit and became tattered, revealing the mottled and yellowed talisman paper on his exposed body.
The talisman paper is not stuck between the skin, but is an inseparable part of his body.
Seeing this, Bai Lian frowned and wondered why.
Ying Xiu... was actually not a living person, but a person transformed from a talisman.
Ying Xiu often regards himself as the prince, and his proud air cannot be faked.
This means that from the beginning to the end, he did not know that he was not a living person, and he was also kept in the dark about his life experience and origin...
On the top of the mountain, Ying Xiu raised his hideous face, full of hatred, and stared at Bai Lian.
There was no concealment of the burning murderous intent in his eyes, as if he wanted to tear apart his bones and drink his blood.
He smiled sinisterly: "It turns out that when I first met you in the human world, we were destined to be natural enemies. I lived because of your death. If you live, there will be no more in this world." I’ve got my foothold.”
"So, I'd better ask you to die."
"As long as you die, I will still be Ying Xiu, one of the Three Sons of Heaven, and the Prince of Zhongyou who no one can replace!"
The sentence without beginning or end was very confusing, but Balian understood it, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes.
There are two kinds of people in the world. When faced with the cruel truth, one kind will choose to face the facts with blood and sobriety and accept the truth.
There is also a kind of person who, when the truth is beyond his tolerance, is difficult to accept or even collapses, he will turn his back on himself and weave a lie for himself that is easier and easier to convince himself to accept.
The price of maintaining this lie is that you need to go through madness and killing to implement the lie, turn the lie into the truth, and continue to return to the right track as if nothing has happened.
Although Ying Xiu looked crazy at this moment, the replacement purpose revealed in his eyes was too hot and obvious.
Looking at Ying Xiu like this, Bailian suddenly felt that human nature is really a strange thing.
Strange and unpredictable.
Ying Xiu's birth, fate, and lies are undoubtedly tragic and worthy of sympathy.
Everything in his life was an illusion, a fabrication, a mirage. He collapsed because of such a false fate.
In the midst of a huge collapse, he was able to pick up the courage to abandon his true nature and turn to the evil path. He became paranoid and crazy, becoming a monster that is neither human nor ghost. He worked hard at all costs... but he continued to maintain the falsehood that made him collapse.
It's really puzzling.
For a moment, Bai Lian couldn't understand whether what Ying Xiu wanted was true or false.
Whether it was because Ying Xiu was gradually losing his patience or because Bai Lian's eyes at this moment angered him again, Ying Xiu had completely lost the desire to continue talking.
His eyes returned to the indifference of death, and the whites of his pupils were swallowed up into an evil gray color.
"You, you are standing too high, you should come down." Ying Xiu said lightly, slowly raised an arm, and a mirror of sea of fire suddenly appeared in the vast earth.
At the same time, the sky above burned and burned, and the fire of hell hung upside down in the sky.
Because the Yin Flute is no longer in Balian's hands at this moment, the ghoul wandering crazily across the earth has completely lost control and has been regained by Ying Xiu.
The group of ghouls jumped madly into the abyss of the sea of fire. The next moment, as if the space had changed, a tide of corpses rained down from the sky.
Balian's eyelids twitched, and he turned around without hesitation and slashed back with his sword. A ghoul spit out Yinyan and bit hard on the edge of the sword. Its ten sharp claws struck at both sides of Balian. Come with buckle.
The flaming fire at the fingertips of the ghoul contains the poison of rotting bones, which will kill you if you touch it. Even a peak powerhouse in the Fusion Stage like Sword Master Yu would not dare to touch it at will.
Balian didn't know that his corpse demon body could resist the erosion of such poisonous fire, so he didn't dare to be careless at all. He twisted his wrist and used force to cut the ghoul's head in half.
As the blood sprayed, a dozen dark crows spread their wings and pumped out countless sticky and smelly blood, and suddenly turned into a dozen ghouls, falling down one after another to bite them.
There was no trace of fear on Bailian's face, his pupils were instantly scarlet, and the blood around his body condensed with majestic dark blood power.
Hundreds of bloody spears appeared out of thin air, building a wall of spears to hold back the endless tide of corpses falling from the sky.
However, under the pressure of the endless tide of corpses, Balian was also forced ten feet into the ground. The evil corpse aura spreading in all directions was like maggots on the tarsal bones, covering him in a sticky and sticky manner.
A pungent and unknown pain soon spread in Balian's chest.
He knew that procrastinating for too long would lead to disaster, and continuing to fight with the ghouls who could not and could not be killed would be a recipe for death.
Bailian took seven steps and teleported to the sword master Yu, who was about to regain the Yin Flute and control all ghosts.
At this time, Zang Xin coughed slightly and gave Ying Xiu a look as if he was intentionally guiding him.
Ying Xiu snorted coldly, raised both arms high, raised his arms and called out, and all the ghosts responded.
But he no longer paid attention to Bai Lian, but blocked all the ways for Sword Master Yu to survive.
As long as the Yin Flute leaves his hand, the ghouls entrenched in all directions will rush out in an instant and tear the sword master's feathers to pieces.
Bailian's face suddenly turned cold, and the hand he stretched out to take the flute froze slightly and stopped.
Sword Master Yu had been on the battlefield for so long that he could not sense the murderous intentions surrounding him from all directions, but he did not hesitate.
In the face of great righteousness, he did not hesitate to choose to deliver the Yin Flute directly. He stared deeply at Bai Lian and said in a deep voice: "Live well and make my Tianxi Sword Dao inheritance immortal!"
However, Bailian did not take the Yin Flute. In a moment of hesitation, he missed the best opportunity to take the flute for self-defense.
Ying Xiu grinned sinisterly, as if he was extremely satisfied with this reaction. He raised his hand, and his index finger was as sharp as a sword, inserting it deeply into the strange green heart.
The heart suddenly stopped beating, and the 300,000 ghouls all stopped moving, like puppets with their strings cut off, their arms hanging limply, as if all their energy had been drained away.
The ground in front of Baili'an suddenly broke into a small earth bag.
An object the size of a palm quickly flew out of the earth bag. The speed was so fast and the trajectory it swept out was smooth. Even Bailian couldn't catch the reaction. He only felt a sudden and severe pain in his abdomen.
He lowered his eyes and saw a blood hole piercing through his abdomen. Cold blood spread out from the wound, scattering like red lotus flowers, and faint green fire spread out from the wound like flowing fireflies.
Balian turned around and saw a ghoul that was several times smaller than a normal ghoul sitting on a pit, holding half of the broken internal organs in its mouth and chewing it.
The little thing opened a pair of eyes that contained self-awareness that a ghoul could never possess, and looked at Balian greedily and hungrily.
Balian frowned in pain and covered his abdominal wound, but blood rushed out from between his fingers. He could even clearly feel that the internal organs in his body were slowly melting under the poison of the rotten bones.
Burying Heart descended from the sky, adjusted the mask on his face, and said in a casual tone: "Ghoul, one energy comes from the same source, and every one of them is destroyed. Your Highness Yingxiu will use all the energy of these 300,000 ghouls." The unexpected killing move of a ghost is truly admirable."
There seems to be some subtle relationship between Zang Xin and Ying Xiu.
Under this huge army of ghouls, not a single ghoul took the initiative to attack him.
Zangxin looked at the injured Baili'an, tsked twice, and said: "Why bother with this? Is it possible that to this day, you still can't bear Bailiyu? If you are not ruthless and cruel, the person who died will It’s you.”
His tone was very strange, and there was not much sarcasm or ridicule in it. The sighing tone was in my ears, but if I listened carefully, I could hear the disappointment and anger hidden in his words.
Bailian took off his outer robe, tore it into strips, and bandaged the wound tightly several times, but the effect of stopping the bleeding was minimal.
There was no panic or despair in his eyes, he just said calmly: "Sword Master Yu is the killing sword that will kill these 300,000 ghouls. He cannot die."
If Sword Master Yu dies here, no one will be able to clear this chaotic valley with a sword and bring order to the world.
The barrier outside the valley could not last long, so he chose to preserve the sword master feather.
"How conceited, you actually think that the Lord Sword Master can enlighten the Sword Palace." Zang Xin smiled coldly and showed a pitiful look.
