"No one in this world is immune to death."
Yingxiu's long, loose, jet-black hair danced wildly behind her like a snake.
As he walked slowly, his raised right foot landed heavily on the thin ghoul, crushing it into a handful of mist and dispersing it.
In all directions, ghouls with lifeless limbs were shrouded in the spreading mist.
The eyes that had gone dark were brightening red little by little, ready to move.
Under the influence of Ying Xiu's aura, the ghoul legions wandering around did not immediately attack him, but instead entrenched themselves in all directions.
As the master of this space with the power of life and death, Ying Xiu is like a cat playing with a mouse, with a cruel and playful smile on his lips.
He came to Balian and was about to speak when he suddenly noticed a sharp and cold gaze looking towards him coldly.
Ying Xiu smiled and tilted his head, looking at Sword Master Yu with anger boiling in his eyes. His usual cautiousness, respect and love were completely gone from his face.
His right arm suddenly swelled and bulged, like the mutated claws of an evil beast, and the muscles bulged exaggeratedly, tearing the clothes, revealing a pale but strong, thick and ferocious arm.
That arm stretched out like electricity, breaking through the protective light emitted by the Yin Jade, effortlessly grabbing Sword Master Yu's neck and grabbing him off the ground.
"What a rude look. Don't you understand what situation you are in now?"
Ying Xiu raised his head.
Deep in the gray, pupilless, indifferent eyes, there is a wildfire of bitterness.
"Or do you think I will continue to treat you as a father?"
He looked coldly at Sword Master Yu who was gradually suffocating in his palm and showing the look of painful death.
Ying Xiu's heart was filled with resentful joy, and at the same time he felt that he was being ridiculous and ironic.
The sword master who lost his power was just a weak mortal in his hands.
In the past two hundred years, he had repeatedly bowed his head in front of such a man for the sake of the false and ethereal blood and family ties.
Little did he know that in his eyes, his Yingxiu was just a clown that he had fabricated.
What he got in exchange for all his efforts to please was a contemptuous and proud face that couldn't even smile.
"You, the old man, are the supreme being in the world and the master of swords in the world. You have always looked down upon me, but you never thought that one day, the person you despise would be able to destroy all the kingdoms you conquered and the imperial seals you guarded." Bar?"
Ying Xiu used a triumphant and laughing tone to express the overwhelming resentment in his heart.
He covered the ghost king's heart that was beating again under his chest and said with a smile: "I never thought that I could fit perfectly with this heart. I have long heard that the impure world lord eats the anger and resentment of the world. Life, this personal experience is indeed true.
With such power, your Tianxi, all living beings, will regard me as the master of deception! The Zhongyou Dynasty, which has been looked down upon by others for many years, should also accept the surrender and worship of the world. "
"Bailiyu, when I cut off your head, dig out your spiritual roots, and present them to my mother, tell me what a wonderful expression she will show."
"You are not allowed to call her that!" Sword Master Yu was disgusted by this title, his face turned red and he was extremely angry!
The smile on Ying Xiu's lips became even more distorted, and he chuckled: "Don't be so excited, no matter how bad I am, I won't hurt my mother!
She created me and gave me countless glories. I am completely different from you, a short-sighted dog man. She treats me well, and as a son, I should serve her well.
She regards me as her son, and I respect her as my mother, and will not be disrespectful. I, the righteous man, owe her everything I owe her, and I will take it back bit by bit for her, and dedicate the entire world to her!
And you, Bailiyu, are only worthy of decaying away with the dust and mud! "
Bailian suddenly chuckled: "Why bother making excuses for your own desires and ambitions? Zhongyou's ability to become the Qiansheng Dynasty has never relied on annexation through war to strengthen itself.
Since it is the only neutral dynasty among all the countries in the world, the legislative purpose of the Zhongyou dynasty is to promote the benefit of the world, eliminate the harm of the world, promote justice, and avoid personal grudges, so it is self-defeating. "
The ferocious smile on Ying Xiu's face suddenly froze. He turned back and stared at Bailian with murderous intent!
Regarding those strange gray eyes, Balian looked directly into his eyes without timidity, and went straight into people's hearts:
"The life on your paper is too fragile to be held firmly. If the wind blows, it may fall apart."
Ying Xiu was successfully angered by these words. The corners of his mouth sank, and the dense green veins on his face made him look increasingly gloomy and terrifying.
He loosened his grip and allowed the sword master feather, which had lost its threat, to slip and fall to the ground again.
"I don't understand. At a time like this, where did you get the courage to speak to me in such a lecturing tone?"
Looking at the extremely pale Bai Lian, Ying Xiu said indifferently: "If I guessed correctly, you are extremely familiar with the breath of death at this moment."
There is no cure for the ghoul's rotting bone poison. Even for a Mahayana immortal like Jian Zhuyu, once the wound is exposed to blood and inflammation, it is only a matter of time before the body disappears and dies.
That's why Ying Xiu was not in a hurry to kill him, or even worried that he would have the means to escape from this situation.
So he enjoyed and slowly watched the wonderful process of his death and decay step by step.
Being able to see with one's own eyes the old enemy in one's destiny, turning into a corpse, turning into a worm, turning into ashes, dust returning to dust, dust returning to dust, once and for all, the oil will be exhausted and the lamp will be withered.
That would bring him unexpected pleasure.
It's just that while enjoying this pleasure, you also have to endure the anger of being offended by his words, which is also very unpleasant.
He gently raised his finger in the air, and the blood belonging to Bai Lian on the ground rose up in retrograde motion, turning into a blood droplet and falling on Ying Xiu's palm.
He looked at the blood bead and smiled sarcastically: "Two hundred years ago, was I born into the world with such a drop of blood?"
Balian didn't speak.
Junhe also fell into silence on the side.
Sword Master Yu, who fell to the ground, looked confused and confused.
Ying Xiu smiled coldly, raised his hand and threw the blood droplet to a ghoul behind him to eat.
His eyes fell into a vicious and strange look: "I will repay you with a fountain of blood."
"In the past, a drop of blood nurtured my life. Today, I will feed all ghosts with your flesh and blood to comfort me in my lifetime of misery."
The ghouls wandering around the fields suddenly surged in.
From all directions, like dense wind and rain approaching, like a wave of darkness, it swallowed up Bai Lian's figure in an instant.
Several sharp and burning fingers were inserted deeply between Balian's arms and legs.
The terrible force poured down, and Bailian was crushed to the ground like a small boat overturned by the wave.
A ghoul couldn't wait to greedily lick the wound in his abdomen, and the countless hands holding his body suddenly became stronger.
Apparently, he had received orders from Ying Xiu to tear his body into pieces and share it with others.
Sword Master Yu half-knelt on the ground, roared angrily, struggled to get up, and frantically summoned Shenglong, but to no avail.
"Wait a minute." Zhan Xin suddenly stopped him.
Ying Xiu glanced at him sharply. Although his eyes were extremely cold, there was a subtle fear deep inside.
He said coldly: "What? Do you want to protect him?"
Zhanxin shook his head and chuckled, saying: "It would be a waste to kill him like this."
Ying Xiu said: "I just want him to die!"
Zhan Xin laughed out loud and pointed at Bai Lian who was pinned to the ground by a group of ghosts and couldn't move.
"But do you think he is really afraid of your methods? I can't see any fear, fear, despair or begging for mercy on his face."
He sneered, shrugged, and said: "I think this method of revenge is like a small fight between children, and there is no pleasure at all."
Ying Xiu frowned and looked around, and sure enough he didn't see any hint of fear in Bai Lian's eyes.
It was okay not to mention Burying Heart, but after he mentioned it, Ying Xiu suddenly lost interest.
Zhan Xin is very seductive, his low-smiling voice contains an inexplicable bewitching tone, and his words are sinister:
"When the bird of death drops its black feathers, it cuts open the human heart and reveals humanity. Don't you, Your Highness, Yingxiu, want to see what the darkness that is more terrifying than death looks like?"
"I don't understand what you mean."
"A flower blooms with two sides, and life is between gods and demons. When the eyes are dry, the bones will be seen, and the world will eventually be merciless.
I have traveled around the world for thousands of years and found that the pleasure of killing does not lie in enjoying the death of others, but in the despair and depravity of people when they are facing the end..."
With a popping sound, a stone under Balian's finger flew out and hit Sword Master Yu's forehead and heart point hard.
Sword Master Yu rolled his eyes and passed out.
Buried Heart' Oh? ' He made a sound and glanced at Balian in surprise, with approval in his eyes:
"I'm so alert. You already know what I plan to do before I reveal all my plans?"
Bailian said: "How dare I be careless when there are precedents like Yougui Lang and Second Senior Sister here."
He turned his eyes slightly and continued: "Erhe Lord is always able to confuse people's hearts with a few words, and he can easily control the thoughts and emotions of others in his hands, so that he can easily play with people's hearts. His methods are extremely clever. If you are not careful, you will There will be no recovery in your hands, no choice but to do anything."
Buried Heart is the old fox from Cunning Rabbit San Cave. Whether it was at the Bronze Gate of Ghost Mountain or the Demon Realm Palace, Bailian fought against him several times.
Although the plan of Burying Heart was broken every time, the feeling that Burying Heart gave him was always separated by a thick layer of fog, which was not appreciable.
The power of Buried Heart lies not in how terrifying his realm is, but in his cruel methods, his ability to control his mind, and his ability to endure.
Even if it was a sure thing, he would rarely do it himself.
Instead, he stayed behind, controlling the puppets in his hands to stir up trouble.
Just like at this moment, even though Ying Xiu holds an army of ghouls, even killing Burial Heart is just a casual matter.
But in fact, Ying Xiu was being manipulated without even knowing it.
Rather than holding a butcher's knife to kill people, Burial Heart is more happy to find all kinds of powerful puppets, living behind the scenes, hiding skill instead of clumsiness, using obscurity to make it clear, combining clarity with turbidity, using bending as extension, one of the pots that truly touches the world, and the third one that hides. cave.
Bai Lian could see that Burial Heart's interest was extremely high at this moment.
Just because he and Sword Master Yu are both his new puppets.
If you want to turn a strong-willed person into an obedient puppet, you must first destroy his heart, destroy his will, touch his scales, destroy his faith, and make him despair before you can control him.
"Sir Si Chen praised me so much, it really makes Xianxin feel ashamed."
Zang Xin made a gesture, and Ying Xiu narrowed his eyes, looking at the excited and sinister light in his eyes.
With a thought, the stagnant ghouls roared and howled, and the fingers inserted into his body turned into crystal red swords, sinking into his body inch by inch.
Zang Xin touched the chin of the mask and said with a smile: "Since Lord Si Chen is reluctant to let Lord Sword Master suffer, then you should bear this suffering as well."
The sharp sword penetrated the bone, and Balian gritted his teeth without making a sound. Because the rotten bone inflammation poison spread in the body, the body seemed to be frozen and unable to move.
Zhan Xin opened Bailian's chest and touched the old wound on his heart, and said in a meaningful tone, "The son of the eldest princess will not have such a wound on his body."
A thin line of blood formed at the corner of Balian's lips, and his voice was hoarse: "This alone cannot confirm my identity. So, the Forbidden Dragon of the Celestial Seal is also your handiwork."
Under the mask, Zang Xin's expression froze, and he suddenly felt a little awkward.
This son ascended to the Tianxi Seal and tried every means to hide his identity. He even lied that he was the daughter of the eldest princess to cover up his true identity.
There is only one person in the world who can make Ying Long surrender.
However, he chose to summon the white dragon in front of everyone when the mountain collapsed. For Zang Xin, who knew who the master of the white dragon was, his move was undoubtedly to reveal his identity to him.
What is his intention in doing this?
Expose your identity and leave enough time for him to plan.
He clearly knew that he was being targeted, yet he still came to a dangerous place like Chaos Valley and got himself into the quagmire.
What exactly does he want to do?
Zang Xin's silence and suspicion did not last long, he sighed quietly and said: "Sometimes, even I can't guess your thoughts, but it is precisely because of this that it is more valuable to control.
You are smart and arrogant. People who are smart and arrogant are often self-deprecating.
Maybe you do have a backup plan today and feel that you can turn defeat into victory, but you have ignored the most important point. "
Zangxin smiled slightly, looked into Bailian's eyes and said, "In the face of absolute strength, small cleverness and wisdom are far from enough. What's more important is that your opponent is as smart as you.
The reason why I stand here is precisely because I have deduced all your retreat options in my heart. This means that no matter what you do, I have a way to suppress it. "
"And you... don't know anything about my abilities, my cards, or what I'm going to do to you next."
Zhan Xin held Bai Lian's chin, and his eyes suddenly turned into a pair of dark blue whirlpools, bottomless, as if they could suck a person's soul into them.
Eye Technique!
Psychic attack!
If you set up a fishing net, you will be caught in it. The mantis eats, and the bird rides behind it. There are secrets hidden in the pupils, and changes arise from the outside.
The ability to bury the heart will never be discovered by anyone.
Suddenly the world changed, and Bailian's consciousness gradually became less clear, as if he was half dreaming, half awake, half drunk a long time ago.
The strange thing is that the pain in the body has not been alleviated by this hazy state, but has become more painful.
The wound felt as if thousands of ants were gnawing at the heart, and poisonous barbs sprouted from the bones, forming tiny thorns that climbed up in the bone marrow.
Zhan Xin spoke slowly again, his soft tone was like the warm water that drowned a sleeping person, killing people invisible.
As he spoke his words, the spiritual attack was invisible.
"Lord Si Chen, would it be more appropriate to call you Young Master Baili?"
Bailian's clear eyes became cloudy, and he could no longer see his true colors.
