Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

He desperately tried to cover the wound of Demon Venerable's heart.

But in vain.

The blood is still dripping, burning his cheeks like flames.

He slowly remembered that the Primordial Demon Refining Array could prevent the regeneration of the demon body.

And the injury suffered by the devil was the last one he suffered after he escaped from the formation.

The limbs of the demon king go straight through the life core of the heart.

Mozun is like a monster again.

It was originally a human being.

It's a human being, and it will die?.

—Mozun will die?.

Ye Yunlan's eyes were wide open, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to shout, but in the end there was only a dumb breath.

"do not want…"

The demon looked down at him, and raised his hand to wipe the blood from his cheeks.

"Don't be afraid."

There was a gentle gleam in his eyes.

"We are out."

They descended to a peak opposite Luoming Mountain.

Behind the demon lord, the shadows dissipated. He knelt on the ground, and the Shura sword plunged into the soil.

Ye Yunlan went to help him.

Mozun raised his hand, trying to stroke Ye Yunlan's cheek. But I lost my strength?

Ye Yunlan held his hand tightly and stroked his cheek.

He said: "Look at me." Don't close your eyes.

The Mozun looked at him.

The light in his eyes is already a little dim, and his voice is low and dumb: "Master is really good-looking?"

He moved his thumb slightly, wiped away the tears from the end of Ye Yunlan's eyes, and murmured, "I really like Master..."

His words dissipated in the wind.

The body fell on Ye Yunlan's shoulder.

Ye Yunlan's white hair scattered on his cheeks, his face sinking in the shadows.

Suddenly? Hearing the sound of killing?, he came around from all directions.

"The Demon Lord broke the formation and was seriously injured. We must take this opportunity to wipe out one of them!"

The cultivator who rushed to the forefront shouted fiercely.

"Extremely! Ye Xianjun's help to abuse this time is against my original intention of righteousness. If you don't let go, please blame me for not being merciful!"

There is also humanity: "Hand over the Demon Lord, kill him, and hang it outside the gate of Jingbei City, so that you can comfort the many monks in this battle? Spirit of Heaven!"

The monks surrounded from all directions got closer and closer.

Ye Yunlan slowly stood up from the ground.

He held the body of Demon Venerable with his back behind him, and his right hand pulled up the Shura sword inserted on the ground.

The deep red sword body of the Shura sword seemed to have blood flowing.

There was blood on his face.

The mist in the golden eyes had already condensed into ice, and looking at the crowd gathered around with cold eyes, there was a deep chill.

He said: "To take him away, pass the sword in my hand first."

Those people looked at him, there were obsessive, amazing in their eyes, but more eye-catching.

Some people persuade me bitterly.

"Ye Xianjun, don't be obsessed with understanding, turn your head back to the shore!"

Someone sneered and scolded.

"Ye Yunlan, the world admires your appearance, so he respectfully calls you? Immortal monarch, but teaches you to see? You can't know your identity. You are but the devil's hand and pet Ji concubine, after the devil's death?, who else can you? Rely on? Consciousness will obediently hand over the Demon Venerable. During the Dao Sect’s trial, we can also say a few words for you and forgive you for your sins."

Ye Yunlan murmured softly.

"Sin?"

He raised the Shura sword.

The dying sword intent irrigated it, and the Shura sword blazed into the sky. The few monks who were close to him shrank back.

Xu is because the killing of evil on the Shura sword is too heavy, and the sky covered by dark clouds suddenly? How many thunders sounded.

The monk who was surprised by his sword intent seemed to have confidence again.

"If you insist on not understanding and defending evil spirits, you have to destroy the heavens!"

"I'm waiting to walk for the sky, don't hesitate, just do it!"

Countless sword lights attacked him.

Ye Yunlan: "It's noisy."

He seemed to be able to understand how the Demon Lord felt when the demon was out of control and was on the verge of madness.

The world is noisy.

Only behind him? The person behind him is silent.

He suddenly? He didn't want to hear anything?.

Don't want to see anything?.

So out of the sword, swing the sword.

None of those who rushed to attack him reached Xiefan.

But he was regarded as a canary in the Demon Zun Palace, who could squeeze the round ants at will.

So they became ants.

The ants poured a piece.

The blood slipped from the tip of the long sword, and the drizzle blew on his face, washing away the blood from his cheeks. The crystal rain dripped down his silver-white eyelashes.

The surroundings have been much quieter.

The stunning and fascinating gaze in those people's eyes disappeared, replaced by deep fear.

He walked back, wanting to go back to the magic palace.

It was cold in the rain, and he was afraid that the only body temperature behind him would completely cool down.

But there is a shadow appearing from the void, winding around like a giant snake.

He heard the voice of the Mirage Demon King who was neither male nor female.

Mirage Demon King: "Beauty, since? Your lover is dead?, it's better to use his body to let this king descend into the world. At that time, this king will use his body to love you well and not teach you to suffer from widowhood. ."

Ye Yunlan raised his hand with a sword, slashing on top of the shadow.

The shadows dispersed, and the Mirage Demon roared?.

"I don't know good or bad!"

More shadows gathered in mid-air, but Ye Yunlan didn't look at him, but looked up at the sky.

It's already night.

He saw that above the eastern sky, a star shrouded in blood was gradually dimming, while another twinkling golden star became brighter.

It is so bright that it even obscures the light of the bright moon, and even makes people want to burst into tears.

The aura that has been floating in the body has been rising continuously during the process of just taking out the sword.

Until a critical point.

The muffled thunder in the sky?

The dark clouds gathered more and more.

He looked at the sky and spoke slowly.

"In this life, I entered the Dao with the sword, and reached the realm of the Sword Dao with my mortal body, and gained the help of the Dao companions, and achieved the greatest achievement. At this moment, the opportunity has come, and the accomplishment is complete, and I want to go to the immortal level. "

The voice of the mirage demon king? The voice? Anxiously: "You are crazy! Are you going to cross the calamity with the body of a nine-turned demon? You are not afraid that the gods will destroy you and your lover together—" it? The more anxious he was, but he didn't dare to stay here for a long time, lest he would be found by the heavenly path of this world, and with the help of the power of thunder, he would annihilate the ray of distraction he had managed to smuggle into this world.

The shadow in the void escaped like a mouse with its tail between.

Ye Yunlan ignored it.

After the robbery?, the accounts that should be settled, the debts that should be demanded, he will collect back one by one of the Demon Venerable.

Let it be? Get away for a while.

During the roar, Thunder Tribulation had already come down.

The thick purple **** thunder is like a monstrous python, swooping toward him, as if to swallow him completely.

Ye Yunlan was afraid of thunder?, afraid of heavy rain.

But at the moment when he was carrying the person behind him, he suddenly seemed to be afraid of nothing.

The violent thunder and lightning flashed on his pupils, and the torrential rain hit him on his cheeks.

He greeted him with a sword.