Bone

Chapter 114

In the depths of the bamboo grove, Qin Nianjiu resisted the pain and numbness in his arms, and did not stop for a moment, when he suddenly heard a sharp bird song, and when he looked back, he saw a sea of ​​fire.

Seeing the raging flames flowing all the way, scorching Tao Tan and devouring Mei Lin, he gritted his teeth tightly, hatred flashed in his eyes, and he endured it, but when he turned his head again, he saw an unexpected person .

Thinking that he searched the mountains alone because he was disheartened and didn't want to share more in the work of "killing demons", but he didn't expect to meet him here unexpectedly... Ye Zhenglan smiled wryly, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke: "... Qin Xianzun."

Revisiting old places, reuniting with old people, everyone seems to be the same as before - but everything has changed!

The heat wave coming from a distance rushed directly to his cheeks, Ye Zhenglan felt ashamed, he didn't attack Qin Nianjiu directly, but rolled his Adam's apple a few times, persuading him with difficulty: "When is it time to repay the injustice..."

"Revenge, when is it..." Qin Nianjiu slightly slowed down the movement of drawing the formation, not teaching him to see clearly, at the same time he smacked it playfully, "Really?"

He freed one hand, took off the twin swords wrapped in silk cloth from behind, shook them off, handed them to Ye Zhenglan, and said with a smile: "Ye Xianzun, look at the swords in my hand." A pair of double swords, look at the sea of ​​flames in Jucang, and then think about it, don't you think it's a bit ridiculous for you to persuade me?"

What he said was funny, but there was no smile in his eyes--there was no killing intent either.

Although what happened back then was started by him, it was not because of him.In the final analysis, he was just deceived by others.What's more, it was clearly seen in the photo illusion formation, Ye Zhenglang was the only one who stayed afterward, and saved the corpse for Guan Shizong's life...

"..." Ye Zhenglang was naturally unable to refute these words, but his slightly cloudy eyes lit up for a moment when he saw the two swords, "...Thank you Qin Xianzun. For my son——"

"Stop, stop. I don't want to be caught by you." After drawing the formation, Qin Nianjiu lazily stopped, "I should thank you for collecting the corpses for my disciples. But I also want to ask, you clearly Wipe away the blood that my senior sister wiped on my senior brother's arm..."

Yes, when he was collecting the corpse for Ancestor Guanshi, he clearly wiped away the blood stain that Gong Buhuang had wiped on Xu Yanqing's arm, and he also saw the curse mark, knowing that his fault was hard to recover, but everything was irreparable.Even if he had reported this matter to Zhu Tian, ​​and then... what's next.Naturally, it is impossible for Zhutian to reveal this matter to the world, otherwise, wouldn't it really be his crime?Even the various sects can hardly absolve themselves of the blame...

There is only whitewashing.

Feeling guilty like a needle prick in his heart, Ye Zhenglang's lips trembled: "I..."

After reading his unfinished words from his hesitant to speak, Qin Nianjiu pursed his lips in displeasure, "I don't want to kill you, and I don't want to see you. Get out."

The last farewell was already a matter of life and death, and this time the goodbye will not end well...Ye Zhenglang looked hesitantly at Qin Xianzun, who was overflowing with demonic energy, and finally pressed the long sword at his waist, and with a long sigh, The spirit sword suddenly unsheathed——

But the "crack" sound was blocked by a hard object, which swung his sword blade a few inches away.

Tan Fengyue held a silver fan and stood in front of Qin Nianjiu, looking at him coldly as if staring at an ant: "Stay away from him."

After saying that, he stopped looking at him, waved his hands to summon the wind, and Qin Nianjiu's figure faded away, and he rushed to Xiangsheng Yuntai together.

——Needless to say, of course it is a raw cloud platform, it can only be a raw cloud platform.Where else?Dependent origin and extinction are all there.

As the bamboo shadows swayed, Ye Zhenglang stood there dumbfounded, trembling all over his body, even the tongue of fire was about to lick his sleeve, but he failed to attract his attention.

That is……

... Tan Junying?

How could it be Tan Junying who had already ascended? !

What happened back then, he made a wrong step, how many fates were messed up, and how many karma were created...

It's hard to count!

The Firebird Golden Crow criss-crossed in the sea of ​​clouds, spitting flames all over the place, ablating the greenery all over the mountain.

On the Shengyun Terrace, Qin Nianjiu looked at the sea of ​​flames surging like a wave from a distance, reluctantly curled the corners of his lips, and said with a low smile as if to comfort himself: "...Fortunately, there is still Qingyuan."

"Flowers, plants and trees can be replanted, and pavilions can be rebuilt." Tan Fengyue controlled the wind to control the fire in the distance, and echoed him: "There is also Qingyuan."

Seeing that the drawing of the last formation was about to be finished, Qin Nianjiu relaxed and mumbled softly, "Are they...still scattered all over the place?"

Realizing that he seemed to be more and more comfortable controlling the wind, Tan Fengyue felt inexplicable, but without delay, he immediately closed his eyes and listened to the wind direction, and answered him in a moment: "Yes."

So Qin Nianjiu cleared his throat.

-It's almost over, it's almost over.

--all of these……

The progress was not as smooth as expected. While walking in the fire, Zhu Tian and others accidentally stepped on the poisonous miasma, which was flammable and explosive, forcing them to always use tactics to prevent it, and the poisonous miasma tightened its circle , It didn't take long before the scattered clansmen gradually gathered together in one place.

Like a headless chicken, while hiding from the poisonous miasma, he manipulated the tongue of fire to lick the green land into scorched earth, but was disturbed by the demonic energy spreading from all directions. He couldn't find the real location of the monster. Somewhat annoyed, he was about to transform into a listening spirit beast and probe him again, but he heard a mocking cold voice coming along with the trace of demonic energy——

"—Elders have retreated for many years, why don't you see any progress, but seem to have regressed a lot."

One word seemed to shake the soul, and all the elders were stunned when they heard it.Yes, this is indeed Qin Xianzun's voice, but why has he ever spoken in such a cynical tone? !

——It was Qin Nianjiu talking to Liuli in that room.Yes, in the face of this group of people from the sect, how could he not hate, but hatred can easily arouse the demonic energy, so he can only respond with a smile, as if this is just a sideshow, mocking from a distance: "So, I'm afraid it's still difficult for you all to ascend to the Dao."

Hearing his provocation like this, the elders couldn't hold back their anger, and they wanted to sacrifice all kinds of spiritual weapons one after another, but they heard Zhu Tian angrily scolded: "Don't obey his provocative methods, you will mess up your own battle!"

Concentrating on tracking one of the flashes of demonic energy, Zhu Tian suddenly dodges and runs away, sweeping away the snow on the ground with a palm wind, only to see a piece of glazed glass lying in the snow, quietly reflecting the light reflected in the distance. Light black magic energy.

Finally catching the other party's revealing feet, he snorted disdainfully, "Small tricks!"

Since this colored glaze can refract demon energy, it must also be able to... go against it!He flipped his hand, and the Golden Crow in the air immediately turned into a Thunder Beast. With a flash of lightning in its mouth, a thin bolt of lightning struck the glass fragment with precision and precision, winding towards the distance.

There were only crisp crackling sounds along the way, until there was a muffled cry of pain from the farthest place, and immediately someone shouted: "Over there!"

——On the cloud platform!

Qin Nianjiu covered his arm injured by lightning with one hand, his expression remained unchanged, he turned his head and asked Tan Fengyue beside him, "Are you here?"

Tan Fengyue listened quietly to the movement in the distance, "Yeah."

Qin Nianjiu blinked at him, "Then I'm going to thank Patriarch...to stay away a little bit?"

"..."

Whether it was success or failure, it was all in one fell swoop, Tan Fengyue's worries were revealed on the surface, but she still gave him full trust, and she retreated a hundred feet away to stand on the top of the tree as promised, watching him from afar to finish the last stroke with peace of mind.

The closer you are to Shengyuntai, the more open the scene in front of you.The people of the Zongmen either flew with their swords, or walked away through the air, or set up formations to speed up their pace. From the corner of their eyes, they could see the lush trees retreating quickly, showing that side seemed to be melted into the clouds. The jade altar in the temple.

On the altar, there is a person standing in the distance, with silver silk and white clothes, as if he has become one with the cloud and the jade platform, and beside him is the deafening roar of the sky: "The magic star——"

The coercion coming towards his face seemed to be able to squeeze out the air in the chest. Qin Nianjiu stood beside the dead sycamore tree, looking down at the people who were approaching in front of him and passed the boundary that only he could see. Gently raised his hand.

His movements were not loud, and his voice was also soft, as if he was muttering to himself: "...The formation is completed."

As he swung his raised arm down instantly, he saw thousands of dazzling golden lights suddenly enveloping the ground behind all the sect members, every word and every word was filled with golden mantras floating in the air, every word and every word Burned into everyone's body.

Almost at the same moment, the Yutian Wuding demon banner came out and was about to transform into a thunder beast in the air, but suddenly the white banner that had turned into a beast's head raised its neck and let out a mournful cry, and fell softly to the ground.

Realizing that his hands, body, and spirit jade were all empty of spiritual power, Zhatian was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he saw that everyone was shocked and panicked. They raised all kinds of spiritual weapons in an attempt to deal with them, but there were countless spells threatening them. Emerging from their bodies with spiritual light, they rushed towards the magic star—no, they rushed behind the magic star and poured into the dead sycamore tree!

It's about to succeed--

As long as the spiritual power is watered to revive the sycamore spirit tree, so as to wash away the alienated demonic energy in him, return him the evil energy of resentment, and teach him not to be weak, then he will be able to take revenge with his own hands without any worries, and end this past life. Karma, to go to a promise in this life——

Let the wind blow up his clothes, Qin Nianjiu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his heart was peaceful.

Tan Fengyue watched this scene from a distance, a heart seemed to be beating in her throat.Although this trick is dangerous, the odds of winning are great, as long as...

Suddenly, a silver light lightly caught his eyes.

In just a short moment, Tan Fengyue felt that her blood was frozen, almost against the current, and her eyes were fixed on the silver color.

That is……

It was Gong Buwang's beloved object, a spiritual weapon that Xu Yanqing personally cast for her, and the only old thing she kept close to her after her death—why did the well-crafted silver tobacco rod appear in the eyes of the elders of Xingluozong? on hand? !

...That's right, since the Red Ridge sacrificial array is broken, the Zongmen will definitely send people to various places to investigate the large array that was set up, and in the back mountain of Qingyuan, there is that ghost town...

How could the ghost not understand such an easy thing to figure out!

Instantly realized that something was wrong, Tan Fengyue's complexion turned pale, she stepped on the top of a tree, and ran to Shengyuntai with all her strength, but it was too late.

——The silver light also entered Qin Nianjiu's eyes.

In the heart, there seemed to be a crisp sound of "click", as if something was shattered.

As if he couldn't figure it out no matter what, the smile on the corner of his mouth that was finally relieved suddenly froze, and he froze on the spot, slightly opening his lips: "Then...?"

Zhu Tian didn't understand why he watched the magic star suddenly trembled slightly, and tightened his grip on the spirit flag in his hand with extreme vigilance, while raising his hand to stop the sect beside him who was still rushing forward blindly, "Wait!"

"..."

As if being haunted, Qin Nianjiu stepped down the jade steps step by step, the aura that had flowed towards the dead sycamore tree came back inch by inch from behind him, reflecting that he was almost submerged in the aura, but he didn't care about it and went down in a daze , murmured: "... what is that?"

Not knowing what happened at all, all the sects had to raise their weapons to fight back, only Elder Zhan Ke of Xingluo Sect was suddenly blessed, and followed his line of sight to look at the things he was holding in his hand, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, He said in a loud voice, "Guan Shizong Xiaoxiao, who had mischievous intentions during his lifetime, and still mischievous after death, first there is the Zombie King—"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Zhenglan, who was in the crowd, also saw the silver light following Qin Nianjiu's line of sight, suddenly realized something was wrong, and was about to yell at him to shut up, but there was a cold voice He opened his mouth first: "Shut up!!"

Following the cold shout, Tan Fengyue flew over, ignoring the horrified eyes of all the clan members, and stretched out his hand to pull Qin Nianjiu, but the ground shook violently, separating him to the side.

Countless flying sand rose from the ground along with the rolling stones, but in the blink of an eye, everyone present was bloodied. Qin Nianjiu, who was in the center of the eye of the wind, still stared at the silver light and walked towards it step by step.

Every time he took a step, his eyes were covered with a layer of scarlet, and a layer of black mist wrapped around his upper body, until his whole body was covered by dense black mist——

Knowing that things are not going well, and they are more difficult than they were 67 years ago, Zhu Tian has no time to think about why Tan Junying, who has already ascended, is here, so he just grasps the resurgent spiritual power to summon the Thunder Beast, With a loud shout in his mouth: "Seven Kills and Destroy Demons!"

Seven golden dragon-shaped sky thunders whizzed and circled down from the sky, hitting the cloud of black mist, the mist-shaped monster that had no human form but only a human face—but was blocked by a blue shadow from across the sky Brutally carried it down.

Being swept away tens of feet by the air waves created by thunder and lightning, Tan Fengyue felt that her internal organs had been shattered into pieces, and all she could see was a golden and blue intertwined phantom light. The human-faced monster in front of him was stingy with giving him even an inch of eyes, and just stared at the silver tobacco rod. A large amount of blood poured out from the black mist, turning into countless stumps, aimlessly The ground scratched in all directions, leaving only a piece of decayed and scorched earth in its path.

Suddenly, tears of blood fell from the eyes of the human face that was about to be covered by the black mist.

It bent its body more than ten feet high, looked directly at the elder Zhanke whose face had already paled with scarlet red eyes, and opened his mouth.There are a million ghost voices coming out of its mouth together, shaking the heart and tearing the lungs, as if it can tear people's souls: "——I ask what you are holding in your hand!!"

No one answered him.

"No..." No matter how difficult it is to see the scene clearly, there is only a golden and blue phantom in front of my eyes. Tan Fengyue is half kneeling on the ground, and every breath is painful, "No... Qin Nianjiu..."

No one answered him.

The horror in the eyes of the crowd and the exclamation in the mouth, weaving together into a sea of ​​fear, surging in front of the ears and eyes.Tan Fengyue gritted her teeth, almost squeezed out her last bit of strength, and jumped towards the black mist——

The hurricane is picking up.

The sea boils and the sun sets.On the ruined Jucang Mountain in the middle of the mountain, layers of surging black mist mercilessly swallowed the blue figure, and finally swallowed the face with blood and tears.