Eternal Tranquility

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Outside the Thousand Fantasy Palace, the scene reflected on the lake was sometimes turbulent, sometimes thunderous, and sometimes the black abyss came to the world. Tens of thousands of disciples of the Buddha Demon Palace were dizzy, and their moods kept fluctuating with the battle situation.

Whenever Liu Yi gained the upper hand, the cheers would make the whole hall feel like it was about to explode. But if Liu Qinghuan gained the upper hand, some would curse and some would be nervous and silent.

In short, everyone found it eye-opening and exciting.

The so-called laymen watch the excitement, while the insiders watch the door. The high-level monks watching the battle also comment with the people around them from time to time.

"Fellow Daoist Qingmu is really amazing. In the early stage of divine transformation, he can compete with the mid-stage monks on a par, and he seems to have quite a bit of energy left!"

"Isn't this a natural thing? He killed even the flesh and bones. It is said that after arriving in our world, he once seriously injured an Immortal Alliance monk with one strike, and broke the Small Wuxiang Daxuan Formation with one sword..."

"Ahem!"

Tong Zhen cleared his throat at this moment. When the speaker saw him, he realized that he had made a mistake and quickly kept silent.

Tongzhen stared at the lake expressionlessly, but felt relieved in his heart.

No matter what Liu Qinghuan did before, it is extremely important to the Immortal Alliance now, so Tongzhen still hopes that he can win.

However, the situation quickly took a turn for the worse. Ever since Liu Qinghuan stabbed the air with his sword, anger showed on his face. The two people in the fight had a conversation, and then Lu Yi's expression became more and more proud, and he began to seize the opportunity after using his Taoist magical powers.

Some people were surprised and said: "Have you mastered the way of killing to such an extent? All things are killed, and the distance from 'killing is not killing' is only an epiphany!"

"Yes, the way of killing is not so easy to cultivate. The stage of killing everything is extremely difficult. It is easy to have a feeling of invincibility. From then on, the mind becomes swollen and the mind becomes confused. And he is only in the middle stage of becoming a god. Tsk, it's really Awe-inspiring!”

Tong Zhen was suddenly shocked. With his cultivation level, how could he not see the fishiness in it! Moreover, the change in the battle situation was so abrupt that it was impossible not to doubt it.

He looked at Chang Ying solemnly, and Chang Ying looked back with an innocent face: "Senior Tongzhen, what's wrong?"

A sneer appeared on Tongzhen's face, and he whispered: "It's my fault that I forgot that your sect has a floating light forbidden magic. It must be that a certain fusion major cultivator personally helped to temporarily seal Luyi's cultivation."

After a pause, he continued: "You, the Futu Demon Sect, really don't take the Immortal Alliance seriously at all."

Chang Ying's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "The juniors don't understand what the seniors said. But how dare our sect not take the Xian Meng seriously? The Xian Meng is the person in charge of my Wanhu Realm."

His words were sarcastic, and Tong Zhen's face darkened instantly. He endured it, and finally turned away, not wanting to look at him again.

At this time, the scene on the lake, the barren hill land where the two were fighting, had fallen into a large area of ​​darkness. Liu Qinghuan had lost his trace. All he could see was the killing blade turned into a killing blade that shuttled back and forth, and the world-destroying thunder blasted across the screen. The blazing light never dissipated the darkness that was as thick as stagnant water.

Tongzhen's eyes brightened, but then dimmed quickly.

The gap between the cultivation level in the early stage of becoming a god and the later stage was too big. There was a big difference in mana alone. He didn't think Liu Qinghuan could still win.

"It seems that you have made up your mind not to spare Aoki's life. Now that the ugly talk has come to the forefront, if this incident affects Yun Mengze's return to our world and other sects hold them accountable, I will not cover up for you, the Demon Sect. Half a cent!”

Chang Ying's smile faded: "So what if you kill that person? If someone dares to kill us before he returns, will anyone take notice of our Futu Demon Sect in the future? What's more, the words 'life or death' don't matter." But he mentioned it himself, and our clan just agreed because we couldn’t bear to disappoint our guests.”

Tong Zhen snorted coldly and was about to say more when the scene reflected in the lake suddenly changed drastically. He saw Lu Yi slashing wildly at the thick and deep darkness with a look of puzzling panic on his face. , and panic.

"What's with Lu Yi's expression? Did I miss something in the blink of an eye?"

"It's like he's seen a ghost, isn't he crazy?"

Many people couldn't understand. There was a buzzing sound in the whole hall, as if millions of flies suddenly flew in.

At this time, in the Qianhuan Palace, it was a matter of life and death, and no one could care about how many pairs of eyes were staring at them!

Liu Qinghuan held the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen, and the bright red pen tip seemed to be soaked in blood. A mysterious aura lingered out, mixed with cold murderous intent, unwilling hatred, and overwhelming resentment.

"There is no way to know the other party's real name, so we can only replace it with blood."

Using the pitch-black abyss as paper, the essence and blood of the enemy as ink, I use the Qianqiu Samsara pen to draw yin and yang with one stroke, and write down merits and demerits with another stroke. You can settle the grudges and grudges among yourself. After settling the scores, you can enter reincarnation again and avoid suffering in this world.

Liu Qinghuan's heart calmed down and his pen fell.

The bright and full vermilion slowly faded away, and the blood-like color pulled out sharply from the upper right corner and moved diagonally to the lower left corner.

A flick!

A long and shrill howl pierced the quiet night and reached the sky!

The next moment, as if a hornet's nest had been stabbed, the bright red body began to undulate and twist, and bulged into large bags, as if countless resentful souls were imprisoned in it, struggling hard to crawl out.

These resentful souls were all killed by Lu Yi, who practiced the way of killing, and had countless dead souls under his command. Those who were obsessed with hatred and refused to enter reincarnation were all drawn away from the place of sinking by the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen. come out.

But Luyi, who was slashing at Jiyuan frantically, suddenly trembled, and there were murmurs, weeping, curses, and shrieking laughter in his ears. It was so shocking that he wanted to pull him into the realm of soul killing!

Liu Qinghuan's hand holding the pen began to tremble, and the magic power poured into the pen like a flood. Even the thick darkness around him overflowed and poured into the tip of the pen!

The Qianqiu Samsara pen suddenly felt as heavy as a thousand pieces at this moment, and the writing became astringent and difficult to write, and the remaining strokes also became difficult to write.

Liu Qinghuan was secretly shocked. What kind of treasure was the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen? Under three seals, he still felt uncontrollable with his current cultivation level. It was very difficult to write the second pen!

"boom!"

The abyss of silence was finally shattered, and Lu Yi appeared with a ferocious face. Seeing the bloody words in the air that were as deep as imprints, there was only a black hole of killing intent in his eyes.

He waved his blood sickle, without even looking at Liu Qinghuan, and rushed towards him madly, shouting: "Kill, kill, kill, kill you all! If you can't defeat me in life, it will be the same in death! I will kill you all." Yes, hahaha, I killed them all!”

His mind has been lost.

And with his appearance, the screams became even louder, soaring to the sky and shaking the earth!

Each and every resentful soul just wanted to rush out of Liu Qinghuan's writing. The whole space was shaken by their resentment. They wanted to tear the sky, the earth, and the person in front of them into pieces!

Liu Qinghuan's heart trembled, and he quickly made a seal. The dark death intention that had collapsed and left only the remnant was taken back and forced into the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen. Only then did he stop the violent trembling of his right hand and closed the pen in one go.

With a low cry, the light shines brightly!

It seems that the bell that attracts souls on the long road to hell always accompanies the journey to reincarnation...

It's like Po Meng sighed softly on the Naihe Bridge and picked up the bowl of hot soup...

Or in the Hall of the King of Hell, the judge picked up his pen, brushed twice on the opened account book, and drew a big cross!

"Ahhhhh!"

Luyi, who had been plunged into endless killing, seemed to be seeing a powerful enemy, howling and rushing towards him!

"boom!"

The big blood-red forks turned into two long overlapping rivers. Countless resentful souls stretched out their hands and feet from the river and pounced on Luyi, scratching, scratching, hissing and biting, their claws and claws touching the bones and their mouths touching the flesh.

After the pain, Lu Yi finally regained his consciousness, and a look of fear appeared on his face again. He hurriedly took out a soul-killing flag, and when he waved it, large areas of resentful souls were killed, dispersed, and collected into the flag.

However, he committed countless murders throughout his life. In order to refining magic weapons, he sacrificed the blood of several mortal villages, and in order to break through the realm, he was bloodthirsty, indiscriminate, and brutal, and there were many powerful monks among them.

Luyi's body was covered with resentful souls. He shook his head and tried hard to maintain his sanity. However, the soul-killing realm implicit in the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen directly affected the soul, and it was not comparable to ordinary illusions. .

His movements became slower and slower, and his eyelids gradually drooped...

Liu Qinghuan stood not far away with an indifferent expression, ready to strike at any time. However, Liu Yi did not escape from the soul-killing realm in the end. He was overwhelmed by the souls who hated him so much and was dragged into the river of blood.