It's getting late.
The sun sets.
The setting sun slowly set behind Pori Peak, and was immediately divided into two by Pori Peak, which was as steep as a knife. What a Posun Peak, indeed the peak lives up to its name.
However, it is said that the origin of the name "Pori Peak" is not because of the shape of the peak, but because an earth-shattering and strange thing happened on the top of the mountain decades ago, so the villagers at the foot of the mountain named it " "Broken Sun"...
At this time, Yulian City was standing on Pori Peak, facing the wind. With its hands behind its back, hunting in black, it looked like it was looking down upon the common people and overlooking the heroes.
"Isn't there a corridor?"
Yu Liancheng frowned slightly.
Under the sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he did not find the direct passage to the Fountain of Tears.
He knew that the Heavenly Crying Sutra, which recorded everything, was in the Ten Thousand Years Tears Spring in the belly of Pori Peak Mountain.
In the original route, Bu Jingyun and others had Wu Dao Kuangtian leading them through a corridor before entering the Tears Fountain.
Perhaps the corridor was originally opened by Wu Dao Kuang Tian.
But the time to learn from the experience has not yet come, or there may be other ways to enter the Fountain of Tears...
No matter what, there is no tunnel leading to the Fountain of Tears.
For others, trying to dig into a mountain may be a hassle. But for Yu Liancheng, it's just a lot of extra effort.
"In that case, let me open a tunnel to the Fountain of Tears of Ten Thousand Years." Yu Liancheng looked at his feet, and wisps of energy poured down from his legs to the ground. Once this energy is integrated into The ground immediately turned into the sharpest sword energy, with the power to cut through all things.
Ni Bodhisattva and Bu Jingyun only felt the ground shaking slightly, but other than that, there was no other abnormal movement.
"Okay, you two, be careful."
Not long after, Yuliancheng slowly regained its strength. The seemingly solid ground actually had numerous cracks and broken parts inside. And his spiritual mind also detected the existence of the Fountain of Tears through this broken tunnel.
The next moment, he tapped his toes lightly on the ground, and with a "bang" sound, the ground seemed to be struck by thunder, opening a big hole. The three of them followed this big hole and kept falling and falling until they reached the belly of the mountain.
"Hey, it really can't be stopped?" A bloody figure saw this scene from a distance, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Then, I should be behind."
The next moment, this blood shadow turned into a misty blood light, and in the blink of an eye, it approached the Sun-breaking Peak, and then penetrated into a narrow crack at the foot of the mountain.
…
The belly of Pori Peak is a huge cave.
In the cave, there is a pool about ten feet wide.
There are countless traces of water on the cave walls around the pool. The lingering green water is like thousands of tears, sliding down forever. No wonder this place is called the Fountain of Tears for Ten Thousand Years.
In the center of the Ten Thousand Years Tears Spring, a half-foot-long boulder stands impressively. Surrounded by the water, it looks like an isolated island.
Yulian City's spiritual consciousness swept through the cave, and a ray of energy suddenly shot out, but with a loud "bang", one of the cave walls of the Ten Thousand Years Tears Fountain had been broken open.
Something flew out of it. Yu Liancheng stretched out his hand to catch it and lowered his head to look at it. It was a scroll of scriptures, with three very eye-catching characters written on it - the Scripture of Heavenly Crying.
This is the legendary Heavenly Crying Sutra.
There is a Heavenly Crying Sutra that makes heaven and earth weep and ghosts and gods are frightened.
And the first word that created the world, the first word that contains all the secrets, is hidden in it. From ancient times to the present, only Cangjie, Tripitaka, and Ni Bodhisattva have seen it.
And they all gained the power to understand all the secrets of the world.
Yu Liancheng did not try to open the Heavenly Crying Sutra, but gently rubbed his hand on the Heavenly Crying Sutra, as if he was caressing his lover's skin, with the utmost tenderness.
After a while, Youyou sighed softly.
As soon as he released the energy from his palm, the Heavenly Crying Sutra flew towards Bu Jingyun.
"Jingyun, open it."
Bu Jingyun caught the Heavenly Crying Sutra with a cold expression.
He is the best person to read the Heavenly Wailing Sutra.
Of course, anyone who opens the sky and cries will also be cursed... One cannot survive, and one cannot be cursed if one wishes to die.
Yulian City's Jingyun said this curse.
But Bu Jingyun said nothing coldly.
For him, since the death of his stepfather Huo Butian, he has been suffering from the curse of not being able to live or die all the time.
Therefore, he opened the sky and cried without hesitation.
However, at the moment when Bu Jingyun opened the sky and cried, a vast and powerful blood flew out from the tear fountain, burning like a flame, like a flowing river of flames, and even traces of lightning twined above the flames, bringing them with it. With more powerful power.
A palm protruded from the blood-colored river.
In just an instant, Bu Jingyun was blown away, and the Heavenly Crying Sutra was copied into his hand.
"Haha, thank you very much for opening the Heavenly Crying Sutra for me. I would be very disrespectful to you."
In the long river of blood, a wild laughter sounded. Who else could he be if he wasn't Wudao Kuangtian?
"From now on, I will control all the secrets in the world. Even the immortal gods must bow their heads."
"Seeking death!" Yu Liancheng snorted coldly and waved his hand with a powerful palm force containing real power.
"Hey, Yu Liancheng, I'll let you go this time. I'll deal with you after I get all the secrets."
This time Wu Dao Kuangtian did not have the pride of being a god, and turned into a streak of blood, got into a fountain of tears, and escaped at an incredible speed.
Not long after, Wudao Kuangtian had fled to more than ten miles away from Posun Peak and hid in a secret cave. Then he stopped and looked over at the Crying Sutra impatiently.
And this book can make heaven and earth weep.
Finally the fourth person looked at him.
Wudao Kuangtian's eyes quickly glanced at the early crying sutra.
In fact, the Heavenly Crying Sutra is not important. What is really important is the character recorded in the Heavenly Crying Sutra, the first hieroglyphic character created by Cangjie.
This word has a strange magical power, which can make the mind of the person who sees the word suddenly filled with endless mysteries, as if it is connected with the heaven and the earth... In other words, this person will control all the secrets of the past, present and future, heaven and earth.
There is nothing on the first page...
Wudao Kuangtian couldn't wait to turn to the second page.
However, at the moment when he turned the second page, he shuddered all over, and felt a sudden chill all over his body, and a majestic malice surged towards him from heaven and earth. The body made of blood actually The itching and pain that only mortals can experience arose, and it spread all over the body in an instant.
This was definitely not poisoning. The moment he was created, he was invulnerable to all poisons. It was more like...in an instant, he was struck by a strange curse, a strange curse that made him unable to live or die.
Just when he was worried, the scene in front of him suddenly changed drastically.
It is no longer the setting sun that shines slantingly and the forest is dyed, but a dark cave with a fountain of tears for thousands of years.
What's more important is that the Heavenly Crying Sutra in his hand has disappeared.
"Thank you for crying out loud for me, but I would be disrespectful." A slightly smiling voice sounded.
Wudao Kuangtian looked up and saw that Yu Liancheng's lips were half-smiling, and he was holding an open volume of scripture in his hand. It was not the "Heavenly Crying Sutra". As for Bu Jingyun and Ni Bodhisattva on the side, they also looked slightly surprised.
"This this……"
Even though he was as arrogant as Wu Dao Kuangtian, he couldn't help but be completely stunned this time, unable to react to what happened before.
"It's just an illusion. Otherwise, why do you think I was touching the Heavenly Wailing Sutra?" Yu Liancheng chuckled: "I thought I couldn't deceive you with such a simple illusion. It is precisely to use coercion. I'll let you open the Heavenly Cry Sutra by using this method. Who would have thought that after you got the Heavenly Cry, your mood would be too agitated, which would give me an opportunity to take advantage of it."
"Oh shit!!"
After being silent for a long time, Wudao Kuangtian let out an angry curse, but he didn't expect that he was actually being plotted by the other party.
What he did before was entirely for Yu Liancheng's wedding dress. The anger in his heart reached its peak, and as long as Yulian City was killed, he might not be able to regain the Heavenly Crying Scripture.
Therefore, he could no longer endure it.
Tian Kuang Xue Jue was running wildly, and waves of rich blood spread and expanded, filling the entire cave in an instant. Even with the cultivation of Bu Jingyun and Ni Bodhisattva, he immediately vomited blood and almost broke all the bones in his body.
"Die to me!"
At the same time, the bloody horse shot out from Wudao Kuangtian's body, sweeping towards Yulian City like two raging rivers of blood.
Divine light exploded in Yu Liancheng's eyes, blasting out with the power of his eyes driven by immeasurable Maha. In an instant, two blood-colored horses exploded, and the remaining power passed through Wudao Kuangtian's body.
Although this is his true body, it can be turned into blood at any time, so it was not harmed.
However, there was a trace of fear in Wudao Kuangtian's eyes, and he blurted out: "This... this is the eye power, the eye power of the immortal!!"
"Do you know him?" Yu Liancheng caught Wu Dao Kuangtian's fear and raised his eyebrows: "Not only do you know him, but you are also afraid of him?"
"Fart, I'm not afraid of him." Wudao Kuangtian let out a roar, and streaks of blood emerged from the blood-red body, whipping towards Yulian City like a violent storm: "I am now extremely successful in the blood-crazy world, no one can If you can defeat me, even the immortal god will die!"
Boom boom boom! ! !
Compared with crying from the sky, it seems that the words "immortal god" can anger Wu Dao Kuang Tian more. The bloody horses were as strong as resisting the storm, and the entire hillside seemed to be bombarded by hundreds of bombs.
The stone walls shattered one after another, and the entire Pori Peak began to shake, and the mountain trembled violently.
It was as if this mountain was going to be shattered by the anger of this lawless mad sky.
Boom! !
A deafening sound sounded, as if the thunder god above the nine heavens was beating the war drum heavily, and the drums continued, and the thunder was like muffled thunder.
These sounds drowned out all the previous bombardments.
Amidst the flying smoke and dust, the remaining light of the setting sun shines on the fountain of tears.
It turned out that under the violent bombardment of Tian Kuang Xue Jue, the cave cracked and spread to the entire Po Sun Peak.
Then, the upper half of the Sun-breaking Peak suddenly disintegrated, and countless gravel poured down like a mudslide.
"Hahahaha, my Tian Kuang Tian blood is unparalleled in the world, who can beat me?" In the smoke and dust, Wu Dao Kuang Tian first gasped violently, obviously spending a lot of money, and then burst into laughter.
He believed that no one would survive the bombardment of his own ten powers.
Whether it is the former Immortal God or Yulian City.
"I hope the Lamentation Sutra was made of special materials that day, otherwise I'm afraid it would have turned into powder."
Just when Wu Dao Kuang Tian was about to search for Tian Cry, the familiar voice sounded: "He is such a crazy blood warrior, and his power is not bad, but if he wants to deal with me, he is just wishful thinking."
In Wudao Kuangtian's disbelieving eyes, three figures emerged, none other than Yu Liancheng, Ni Bodhisattva, and Bu Jingyun.
All three of them were intact!
"Could it be...could I be hallucinating again?"
Wudao Kuangtian took two steps back, looking shocked. It would be fine if only Yu Liancheng arrived safe and sound, but the other two were not injured at all, which was a bit incredible.
"Okay, it's time to deal with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole person appeared in front of the bloody humanoid as if teleporting. He raised his arm, thunder exploded, and the vast and long palm power poured down like the Milky Way.
The power of this palm was more than superior to Qian Yu Liancheng's.
Under this palm, Wudao Kuangtian felt a warning sign in his heart. Only then did he understand that the other party had been holding back before, and now he was showing his true skills.
But this palm covers all directions, making it impossible to hide.
Wu Dao Kuangtian could only gather all the blood and energy in his palm and blast it out.
boom!
The two palms clashed, and with a "boom" sound, the blood-colored human form transformed by Wu Dao Kuangtian was slammed into the ground. The gravel splashed out, creating a large pit and sinking deeply into it.
After a while, blood filled the pit again, forming the figure of Wudao Kuangtian again.
Just listen to him laughing wildly and saying: "What a fierce slap. It's a pity that my original body's endurance is by no means comparable to that of the clone. No one in the sky or the world can hurt me, because I am the sky and will be affected by it for eternity. The heaven worshiped by all living beings.”
Yu Liancheng sighed: "You are not the illegitimate son of the Immortal God, are you? Your brain is so abnormal."
"court death!"
Wudao Kuangtian withstood Yu Liancheng's blow, and his confidence became strong again.
With a loud shout, his blood energy surged, and a streak of bloody thunder was condensed in his palm. He used the thunder as a sword and stabbed Yulian City fiercely.
Yu Liancheng, on the other hand, looked calm and did not dodge.
Seeing that the other party underestimated him so much, Wudao Kuangtian frantically gathered his blood energy, and the bloody thunder in his hand filled with a violent energy, intending to destroy everything in front of him.
The bloody thunder is approaching.
Getting closer.
But Yulian City remained motionless.
Even Bu Jingyun and Ni Bodhisattva were sweating.
However, just when the bloody thunder was about to touch Yulian City, Wudao Kuangtian suddenly froze. The whole person seemed to be under a body-fixing spell.
"Ahhh!!"
The next moment, Wudao Kuangtian screamed.
From his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, black energy surged out wildly.
Under this black energy, Wudao Kuangtian's aura quickly depleted and became extremely weak, and his blood energy began to dissipate, revealing his true form.
With a "bang", Wu Dao Kuangtian suddenly fell to the ground.
"This... what kind of martial arts is this..."
Wudao Kuangtian was dying, as if he only had his last breath left.
"If there are gods in this world, then of course there are demons." Yu Liancheng said lightly: "Demons cross all living beings. There are six major demon crossings. This is the death crossing, one of the six major demon crossings."
Death crossing.
Devour all vitality and power.
With the previous palm, Yu Liancheng did not seek to defeat Wudao Kuangtian, but to send death into his body, allowing the "death energy" that could destroy all things to dissolve the power of blood.
"By the way, let me tell you another news. God is also dead, and he died in my hands. Regardless of the underworld, maybe you won't be able to see him for the time being..."
"Haha...haha...it turns out that the old monster is also dead...hahahaha...a good death...a good death..."
After saying the last few words, Wu Dao Kuangtian tilted his head and finally lost his breath. The last trace of blood lingering on his face completely dissipated.
And when he saw the pale face after all the blood had dissipated.
Yu Liancheng was slightly stunned.
Bu Jingyun was shocked.
This face...this face is actually...
It is exactly the same as several dead gods in the tomb of gods, and it is surprisingly similar to Bu Jingyun. In other words, when Bu Jingyun grows up for more than ten years, his face will overlap with this face.
Is this also a peerless talent that only appears once in a hundred years from the Bu clan?
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
