Watch Out! Danger Ahead

Qing Mingling's mind was violently impacted by Song Qing's words, causing it to tremble unconsciously.

Its eye sockets were already dry, and its body had already turned into a spirit and lost consciousness, but at this time it felt sore and swollen. The long-lost warm and moist tears nourished its eyeballs and made the dark eye holes. In the midst, it burst out bright again.

　　 "Everything, is it all to meet me..." It muttered.

　　 There was a hint of struggle on the black face.

　　 "Stupid!"

　　The huge thread-lifting demon soul sensed the shaking in its heart at this time, and couldn't help but be extremely angry:

　　 "Don't believe it!"

　　 "She can only deceive people with sweet words." On its huge face, it was a bit hideous:

　　 "We have been fooled!"

　　 "The lesson of being abandoned several times and being sealed for eight hundred years, have you forgotten?"

　　 The pain when the soul is forcibly divided, it refines itself, just to find her revenge.

　　 even lost consciousness for this, unconsciously, "Have you forgotten the vows you made?"

　　 The greater the anger of the huge thread-lifting spirit, the stronger the power.

　　 The black energy surging on him seemed to have infinite attraction, and he started to forcibly pull Qing Mingling towards him and leaned forward.

　　 Black Qi ‘grabbed’ the body of the demon soul transformed by Qing Mingling, and penetrated into its body, trying to pull it into the darkness completely.

　　 "I haven't forgotten..."

　　 Qing Mingling, who was surrounded by black energy, seemed to be struggling, but he didn't want the huge thread-lifting demon soul to see it. When he asked, he subconsciously denied it.

　　 It is affected by hatred, and it does not want to admit that it has been shaken at this time;

　　 On the other hand, after listening to Song Qingxiao's words, the obsession that originally thought had disappeared completely, at this time, after hearing her words, there was a posture of resurrection.

　　 Even if what she said is so cruel, as long as she reveals the idea that she still wants it, it can't control herself at all.

　　 "She, she didn't mean it..."

　　 It whispered, causing the huge thread-lifting demon soul to sneer:

　　 "idiot!"

　　 The two sides who were once united once again had differences of opinion, and Qing Mingling's heart began to feel resistance to the huge thread-lifting demon soul.

　　 "She just lied to you and used you."

　　 "You also heard her say, even if it is not under my control, going back to 800 years ago, she will still abandon you again."

　　 "For her, we are just a scourge, just a fetus, which will bring disaster desires to the people of the world."

　　 "The reason she sealed us is to protect the people of the world, but she speaks so grandly." The huge thread demon soul roared loudly:

　　 "You lied to you!"

　　 Qing Mingling's body shook, the strength to resist him seemed to be much smaller, and he was pulled in a little bit.

　　 "You lied to me...?"

　　 Under the main hall, Song Qingxiao looked up and looked at the distance between the two demon souls, big and small, and saw that Qing Mingling seemed to have given up resistance because of the huge thread demon soul's words—

　　 "If," she looked at Qing Mingling's back and slowly said:

　　 "I also give you a chance."

　　 As soon as her voice came out, the huge thread-lifting spirit seemed to be provoked by her, making a sharp anger.

　　 Countless black qi burrowed out of him, turned into a sea of ​​black clouds, and swept away towards Song Qingxiao.

　　 The devilish energy has not arrived, and the gust of wind has arrived first.

　　 The fishy wind made her clothes swing wildly, her hair dancing in the wind, and her thin body affected by the seal seemed to be torn apart by the wind.

　　 But she stood there, like a rock, without dodge or avoid, and asked loudly:

　　 "If you can choose, as he said, going back to 800 years ago, you may be born smoothly, enjoy the care of your mother, and no longer drift away—"

　　 will not fall into Shengjing and be dominated by Big Dog; will never meet her again, let alone go to Tiandao Temple for the obsession in her heart many years later, and be sealed by her in the end.

　　 "You asked my answer."

　　 Every time she said something, Qing Mingling's black energy surged more urgently.

　　 "Then now I ask you, if you have such an opportunity, how would you choose?"

　　 Did you choose to live a smooth life, or to experience pain and finally meet her?

　　 She couldn't say anything to deceive Qing Mingling, because what she said before came from her sincerity.

　　The history cannot be changed, nor can it be changed!

After 　　 is changed, she may be trapped in this scene, and what's more, it will affect the reality outside of God's Prison.

　　Without the existence of Qing Ming Ling, the trial of Yulun Void Realm may be completely rewritten.

　　 Fan clan no longer owns it, Song Qingxiao can't get it, and branded it.

　　Everything will change from then on, she can't guarantee whether she is like this.

　　 has changed too much, maybe later trials will be affected.

　　 She may no longer get the power of faith smoothly, unable to open the Taihao Book of Heaven;

　　 It is also possible that she will lose Song Daochang’s teacher and apprentice, and will never meet them again...

　　 Not to mention that without this fate, she would not know the origin of Qing Ming Ling, and would not have the opportunity to meet Ah Qi.

　　 All these are emotions and memories that she cannot let go.

　　 So even if she knew that Qing Mingling was suffering for her, but given her another chance, she would still make the same choice.

　　‘Boom! ’

　　‘Boom! ’

　　‘Boom! ’

　　 In her voice, there was a violent crash in Qing Mingling's body.

　　 is like the sound of the decayed heart beating again, and it is also like the sound of hope that it has been suppressed.

　　 The heartbeat is getting louder and louder, and it is almost impossible to ignore.

　　 "Don't believe her..."

　　 "Kill her—"

　　 "Kill her—"

　　 The corpse group began to whisper wildly again, trying to blind Qing Mingling's heart.

　　 The black qi surged even more urgently, almost wrapping it into a huge black cocoon posture.

　　 But its heartbeat is getting louder and louder, and the power of its heartbeat impacts the black energy that surrounds it. Every time it beats, it shakes them by half a meter!

　　 "She is used to sweet talk—"

　　 "Don't believe me, you and I are one..."

　　 The huge thread-lifting magic soul has realized that it is not good, and has accelerated the process of fusion between the two sides.

at this time-

"Do not!"

　　 Qing Mingling's resisting voice suddenly sounded, sweeping away the previous hesitation:

　　 "I choose her."

　　 As soon as the words fell, it seemed to instantly let go of the boulder in his heart.

　　 "I want to choose her!"

　　 Its tone became firm, and it began to tear the black aura entwined with him.

　　 These magic powers originally had the same origin with it, but at this time they were resisted.

　　 The huge thread-lifting demon soul was a little horrified to discover that the black energy could no longer penetrate into the body of Qing Ming Ling, as if it had already cut off the power that originally belonged to it.

　　 I saw the black mist lingering, its originally identical face began to mutate, and a teenager's face appeared loomingly.

　　 That was the former boy Aqi!

　　 "Idiot!" In the heart of the huge thread-lifting demon soul, there was a feeling of anger after being betrayed by the body:

　　 "Why?"

　　 "Because I like her, because I want to be with her!"

　　 The young man trapped in the black mist roared tearfully, no longer suppressing his own heart:

　　 "Because I want a mother!"

　　 In fact, he has always been in the cellar from beginning to end, the child who longs to be embraced and longs to be with his mother.

　　 Whether it's reuniting with her in Tiandao Temple, being sealed by her, and resentment later, it all stems from the original love and yearning.

　　 It's just that the later hatred was too strong, covering up his original intentions, making him almost forget his original pursuit.

　　 She was right.

　　 If everything comes back, maybe he can no longer live a life of wandering and displacement, maybe he will not have the torture and hatred of being trapped in Tiandao Temple for many years.

　　 Ke will also miss the encounter with her and the fond memories that have left signs in his life.

　　 It will no longer wander into the Hell of God, and will never know her again.

　　 "I don't want to be like this!"

　　 In exchange for the fact that has happened, and the emotional imprint left by the truth, he is unwilling to use a vain and ethereal possibility!

If Ah Qi is given a choice again, after knowing what will happen to him in the future, he still wants to meet his mother, still wants to wait for her in Tiandao Temple, turn into Qing Ming Ling, and return to her. Arms.

　　 "I want a mother!"

　　 The boy's face became firmer and firmer, and the cremation of hope in his eyes turned into supreme power, tearing the blockade of black energy, making it a distance from the huge thread-lifting demon soul.

　　 "Ahhhhh!!!"

　　The huge thread-lifting demon soul failed to fusion with it, sending out a sky-shaking rage:

　　 "Looking at it!"

　　 "You are the one who insists on not understanding!"

　　 The shadow of the demon soul of Qing Mingling gradually turned into a phantom of a young man, enveloped in the boundless black energy, hearing the screams of his divided soul, he did not hesitate to push it back.

　　 "I will kill her first, and then devour you!"

　　 As soon as his voice fell, his arms tugged hard!

　　‘Click! ’

　　 Following his pull, the temple began to crack.

　　 It seems that something is being pulled up from the ground, and the black energy is drawn from the temple, statues, and meditation rooms, bringing up large fragments of gravel and flying up.

　　 "Kill her—"

　　 "Kill her—"

　　 The corpse group was infected by his murderous aura and screamed wildly and aggressively.

　　‘Rumble. ’

　　 The top of the hall also began to vibrate, and a series of terrible cracks appeared, like lightning rushing away crazy, rushing to the top of the head.

　　 Those yellow sails that were suspended from the top beam were broken inch by inch, and a half of the hanging corpses were like dumplings falling into the water, falling to the ground with ‘plops and plops’.

　　 "Hahaha—"

　　 "Hey hey—"

　　 After the group of corpses landed, they burst open and turned into a large cloud of black mist.

　　 Huge tentacles popped out in the fog, twisting to Song Qingxiao and others.

　　 "Help—Help—"

　　 Uncle Shan and others in the hall screamed screaming after seeing this scene.

　　 The strange laughter of the group of corpses affects their hearts and souls. Many people have already shown signs of impending enchantment.

　　 "Viciousness, greed, and fear are all sources of my strength."

　　 The huge Thread Demon Soul laughed grinningly, "The more you are scared, the more you will become my walking corpse."

　　 "Stop him."

　　 Song Qing gave an order in a low voice, and the young man Aqizhiying in Qing Ming Ling stretched out his arm without saying a word.

　　 It was originally the lord of dark power, and can control the ghosts of the ghosts and restrain the evil ghosts.

　　 But at this moment, the shadow of A Qizhi stretched out his hand, but the devilish energy no longer obeyed his control, and even the group of corpses underneath attacked him, faintly attacking him.

"How can it be?"

　　 Aqizhiying let out an exclamation, and the huge thread-lifting demon soul sneered:

　　 "Your source of power is the power of darkness itself."

　　 Now that he has turned his back on his original beliefs, he is naturally resisted by the dark forces.

　　The enchanted corpse group is like a black mist that quickly dissipates, and quickly connects together.

　　 There was a thick black mist in all directions, surrounded by people sitting in the middle.

　　 Dark tentacles protruded from the black mist, entangled the people sitting in the middle.

"what-"

　　 Li Quan and others screamed frantically, the fear in the body was induced by demonic energy, and some people were already in danger of becoming demonic.

　　‘Wow! ’

　　 A huge pitch black tentacles, like a soaring evil black snake, shoots away in the direction of Uncle Shan.

　　 The short and thin old man's face is already full of despair, and the blood vessels on his face are bulging high, against the withered skin, like worms.

　　 Something wants to pierce his chest and tear his body apart.

　　 "No..." Uncle Shan yelled in horror, thinking that he was bound to die, Song Qing's eyes narrowed, as if he had made up his mind, and his hands sealed:

"sleepy."

The 　　 ‘Pro’ word technique was unblocked and turned into a realm, trapping the black tentacles that were about to penetrate into the face of Uncle Shan.

　　 The seal of the nine-character secret order was unlocked by her, and the power that suppressed the devilish energy in the temple went away.

　　 "Hehehehehehe—"

　　 The huge thread-lifting demon soul uttered a dark laugh, and as the nine-character secret order that suppressed it was gone, it was relieved, and the temple cracked again between the top of its head.

　　 In the cracking sound of ‘Boom Rumble’, another part of the corpse group fell to the ground with the rubble and turned into a supreme demon energy, screaming towards Song Qingxiao and surrounded.

　　 Song Qingxiao realized that the situation had formed a vicious circle.

　　 The devilish energy is strong, but her strength is restricted.

　　 If the seal is not lifted, she will be surrounded by corpses and become passive;

　　 And if the seal is lifted, the bound power of such a huge thread-lifting demon soul will be completely restored, and the situation will also be detrimental to her.

In the realm formed by the word 　　 ‘pro’, the black tentacles were cut off, turned into black energy, and hit the realm.

　　 The uncle Shan who had escaped the catastrophe did not have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and saw more corpses land.

　　 The corpses that fell on the ground turned into a dark abyss, and weird screams, screams, and gloomy laughter and other weird noises came from inside.

　　 Black gas is like violent venom, quickly corroding the ground.

　　 Under the erosion of demonic energy, the underground turned into huge abyss.

　　 The strange voices in the abyss kept ringing, and there were waves of attraction, and they wanted to pull in the living people on the ground.

"what…"

　　 "Hurry up and hide."

　　 Although Li Quan and others said they were scared, they also knew the power of these demon realms, so they didn't dare to be pulled in.

　　 screamed, pulled each other and hugged each other, sprinting to avoid.

　　‘Swish swish! ’

　　 The slender black airs are like tree whiskers with interlaced roots, densely distributed on the ground, entangled in Song Qing's small body.

　　 "Frozen!"

　　 In the sound of her shouting, spiritual power overflowed from her feet, like a tide, spreading in all directions, freezing all the black tentacles in all directions.