Doing chores in the world of self-cultivation

Chapter 62

"Shh-"

After Ye Sheng became a soul body for so many years, he had already felt no pain, but now the pain that seemed to split his soul was unbearable, and he let go of Qi Xiu's neck.

Su Tangyi didn't hold back. Facing this former Mahayana strongman, she used her original spiritual power, but the opponent is only a soul body now.

The light and thin sword was so fast that people couldn't see it clearly. The sword light shone everywhere, and Ye Sheng's soul and body couldn't see its original handsome appearance.

"..."

Xie Ling hugged Qi Xiu's somewhat exhausted body.

Qi Xiu coughed a few times and said hoarsely, "Senior brother..."

"I'm here."

Xie Ling looked at the black bruise on Qi Xiu's neck, his eyes were full of murderous intent, Ye Sheng couldn't win in Cangye Secret Realm back then, and even colluded with the demon world, his evil intentions were not dead.

But... he never had another chance.

Ye Sheng was severely injured, and the illusion couldn't hold on, and it burst apart.

It was only then that Qi Xiu saw clearly what kind of secret realm this was, it was clearly a smoky place in the demon world.

He saw Wen Songyue unconscious not far away, and Qi Xiu stretched out his hand to touch it, and sure enough, weapons and beast cards were all there, presumably they were all there in the illusion just now, I don't know what method Ye Sheng used to make him not feel it.

"This is the mountain behind Qiongji Peak."

A strange voice sounded, Qi Xiu looked over and saw a black-clothed demon cultivator following behind them.

The man in black noticed Qi Xiu's gaze and said apologetically, "Yao Zun didn't think carefully enough to let this cultivator cause such a catastrophe. I apologize on behalf of Yao Zun."

Qi Xiu shook his head, although he didn't know what all this had to do with Yaozun, but he also knew that it was all because of Ye Sheng's ambition.

Ye Sheng couldn't help but retreat, he was no match for Su Tangyi at all.

He looked at Qi Xiu with great resentment in his eyes, and he was just a little bit close to dying without a place to bury him.

Qi Xiu leaned on Xie Ling, Lu Mang and Ren Xianshu found that Ye Sheng's eyes were still full of murderous intent, and immediately stepped forward to block them.

Su Tangyi's offensive became more and more fierce, and Ye Sheng's soul survived only by relying on the magical weapons accumulated in the early years. Seeing that he was about to die under Su Tangyi's sword.

Ye Sheng finally shouted: "Don't hurt! How long do you have to watch the excitement! If I die, you don't even want to live!"

Su Tangyi narrowed his eyes dangerously.

She circulated her spiritual energy and was about to knock the man out of his wits, but the sword she raised couldn't cut through.

Mo Shang grabbed her sword hilt.

The demonic energy around the person overflowing with demonic energy in front of him could hardly be suppressed, bringing a suffocating pressure.

Both Lu Man and Ren Xianshu couldn't resist the turbulent demonic energy. Lu Man saw that Ren Xianshu's complexion was not good, so he stood in front of Ren Xianshu calmly.

Su Tangyi was not affected at all, she frowned slightly, Mo Shang's demonic nature...

"Tang Yi, this person is still useful to me..."

Su Tangyi's sword was held in Mo Shang's hand, she pulled it out slowly with a little force, the blade cut Mo Shang's palm, but what flowed out was either blood or thick black magic energy that seemed to be solid.

Su Tangyi always looked at Mo Shang with a cold expression, as if he was sighing: "It's time to end this."

A faint sentence, but Mo Shang suddenly became excited.

"What an end! If you don't come back to me, I will never end!" He glanced coldly across the crowd, "I want them all to die!"

Mo Shang's excited voice suddenly softened again: "Tang Yi... soon there will be only the two of us..."

When he left Taiqing that year, Mo Shang was already emotionally unstable, showing faint signs of madness. After so many years, it may have become more and more serious.

Su Tangyi gently caressed Jianfeng with his fingers, Mo Shang knew her so well, knowing that this was the expression of killing intent in Su Tangyi's heart, he sneered.

"He's dead, and I've crushed him to ashes! But you still think about that dead man, that trash is indecisive, how can you compare to me!"

Mo Shang stretched out his hands into claws, trying to grab Qi Xiu who was being adjusted in Xie Ling's arms.

Fortunately, Xie Ling and Lu Man were well prepared. They worked together to resist Lu Man's blow. However, they were not Mo Shang's opponents at all. They could only resist this blow with all their strength. If Mo Shang had to deal with Qi Xiu is not good, they are afraid that they will not be able to protect Qi Xiu.

"Take Qi Xiu and go first." Lu Man whispered.

Xie Ling didn't speak, his meaning was obvious, he would never let his senior brothers fight alone here.

Lu Man sighed.

"Jing'er, come to my side..." Mo Shang didn't make another move, he glanced at Lu Man gloomily, and said this suddenly, with an unconcealable malice in his tone.

Lu Qiuxian froze, subconsciously glanced at Su Tangyi and Ren Xianshu.

Su Tangyi stroked the sword and didn't know what he was thinking, while Ren Xianshu stood aside holding the sword, as if ready to fight at any time, neither of them responded to what Mo Shang said.

Lu Qiuxian looked away, unable to tell whether he was relieved or a little disappointed...

"Not coming yet?"

Mo Shang asked again, but Lu Qiuxian remained silent.

"Uh..." Wen Songyue groaned not far away, and slowly woke up, but was stunned by the tense situation in front of her, wishing she would pass out.

Then she saw Qi Xiu leaning on Xie Ling's arms.

……

Seeing the tense situation, Xiangmo felt worried. This is the back mountain of Qiongji Peak. If Mo Shang really wanted to attack here, it might affect Qiongji Peak. By then, Yaozun...

Su Tangyi finally made a move. She pointed her sword at Ye Sheng who was still panting behind Mo Shang.

Ye Sheng was instantly enveloped by a strong killing intent, and the shadow of death made his heart tense.

"I won't let you kill him, he treats me..." Mo Shang stretched out a hand, and the demonic energy spread, and this hand brought strong resistance.

Su Tangyi chuckled, but couldn't tell whether it was ridicule or ignorance.

"You underestimate me too much."

The two were in a stalemate, and neither of them made the first move, but after looking at each other, hundreds of moves were made, and neither of them gave in.It was hard to imagine how few people could remain calm under such a strong murderous intent.

Under the protection of several people, Qi Xiu finally recovered. He suddenly noticed Wen Songyue with his head down, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Fellow Daoist Wen, are you okay?"

This time Wen Songyue also suffered an innocent disaster, and Qi Xiu felt a little guilty, if Wen Songyue hadn't wanted to save him, Wen Songyue would not have been drawn into the illusion.

Wen Songyue raised her head in a daze, her eyes were a little sore, she thought of many things.

When Yuque first met, the gentle and gentle young man's eyes suddenly burst into joy when he saw the man, and he remembered the tenderness of the young man who occasionally raised his head and looked at the man when he was distributing the elixir to the monks...

So this is ah.

Qi Xiu saw that Wen Songyue did not speak, and saw that her arm started to ooze blood again because it was not bandaged. It was an illusion at that time, and the herbs in it were naturally fake, so Wen Songyue's arm had not been treated for a long time, and I am afraid if it is not treated again. Then it will hinder the action.

Qi Xiu took out the elixir and walked towards Wen Songyue.

Xie Ling looked at him closely.

Seeing the concern in Xie Ling's indifferent eyes and Qi Xiu's relaxed expression beside Xie Ling, Wen Songyue actually smiled, that's fine.

Seeing that Wen Songyue was in a trance, Qi Xiu couldn't help but worried: "Friend Wen, you..."

No one expected that Ye Sheng, who had been severely injured in his soul and body, would suddenly explode, turning into a streamer and rushing towards Qi Xiu.

Qi Xiu only felt a bone-piercing chill rushing towards him, Xie Ling suddenly took out the Ming Ze Sword to resist, but it was too late, Ye Sheng was too fast.

With the intention of perishing together, Ye Sheng planned to disturb Qi Xiu's sea of ​​consciousness even if he failed to win, and let him have inner demons, and never let him have a good time!

Xie Ling watched the cold light rush towards Qi Xiu, and for the first time hated himself for not being strong enough to protect Qi Xiu well...

Xie Ling held Mingze's arm trembling because of too much force. Seeing that Qi Xiu was about to be attacked by Ye Sheng, the air around everyone suddenly fell silent for a moment.

Only one sword——

The sword light that flashed before everyone's eyes disappeared in a flash, and Qi Xiu, who thought he couldn't dodge the blow, heard Ye Sheng's scream.

"Ahhh..." He looked at his torn soul body, and finally started to be afraid. He understood what it was, it was the soul flying away, it was the eternal inability to be reborn!

Ye Sheng used the devil world and the Ye family to plan for many years in order to escape from reincarnation and be reborn, but now he is going to die, he is not reconciled!

Mo Shang was also shocked, he really didn't expect Su Tangyi to have improved so much over the years, smashing Ye Sheng's soul body in front of him, and taking Ye Sheng's life.

You must know that although Ye Sheng is only a soul, the magic weapon for protecting the body is still there. The soul of a strong man in the Mahayana stage is not in vain. ...

All these years Su Tangyi has been in the Land of Misty Abyss, after all...

At this point, he couldn't stop Ye Sheng's death. He used the secret method of Ye Sheng's society to suppress the increasingly surging demonic energy. The two were just using each other.

And although the secret method was indeed useful in the past few years, it has been unstoppable in the past few years... Even if Ye Sheng is saved, it will not help...

Mo Shang heard Ye Sheng's screams, but he didn't even turn his head. There is no need to work hard for the useless chess pieces.

Feeling the slowly dissipating spiritual power, Ye Sheng looked at Mo Shang who didn't turn his head back, and smiled miserably: "Mo Shang, Mo Shang, no... Maybe I should call you Lu Yan... What do you think I have been in the Demon Realm all these years?" Didn’t you do anything? Your demon pressure is overwhelmed, isn’t it?”

"Hahaha!" Ye Sheng laughed wantonly, his handsome face twisted ferociously, how high-spirited he was back then, if it wasn't...if it wasn't...

Thinking of Mo Shang's final fate, he laughed happily: "You will soon become a monster that completely loses self-awareness!"

Of course, there are different classes in the demon world. The purer the demon body, the more powerful it will be. However, the lowly monsters born from the chaotic demonic energy without their own consciousness are very disgusting even the demons.

"Hahaha! The Lord Demon Venerable who spared no effort to strip his soul body to create a perfect demon body will become a lowly monster! Hahaha! Uh..."

Ye Sheng's voice stopped abruptly, and Mo Shang, with red eyes, ended his last words with a slap. The soul of the strong man in the Mahayana period disappeared like this, leaving nothing behind.

However, Ye Sheng's voice echoed in the ears of everyone present for a long time.

Don't hurt... Lu Yan...

Mo Shang, the lord of the demon world, who claims to be the leader of the demon world who has cultivated the purest demon body for thousands of years, is actually the same person as Lu Yan, the alchemy master who died tragically in Taiqing back then?