lost book

Chapter 152
The continuous fire brought up a cloud of smoke and dust, covering the full moon hanging high in the sky, just in response to the sentence, "The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the sky is full of murder and arson."

In Qingyan County, the inside and outside of the city are covered with blood and broken limbs. Outside the city, there are mournful cries of mortals, and inside the city there are screams of killing one after another. Tonight, Qingyan City is like a purgatory on earth.

"..."

A hundred miles away from Qingyan County, billowing black clouds passed across the sky, and a man and a woman were sitting cross-legged on top of the black clouds.

The night was cold and the dew was heavy, the light was deep, and the moon was covered by black clouds. The short woman was dressed in plain white clothes, and she was looking at the man in her arms with a worried expression.

At this time, the man's body seemed to be ignited by flames, bloody flames radiated from his body from time to time, and there were strange noises from his throat, which seemed to be the roar of a human being, or the roar of a wild beast.

In the dark night sky, the man's strange voice kept echoing, and when passing through a dense forest, the voice even startled many birds and beasts.

"Why did it suddenly thunder? Is it going to rain?"

In the dense forest, there are some wild beasts who have just opened their minds, and they muttered in their hearts in doubt.

The man and woman were none other than Jiang Ping and Jiang Xiaowan who had just escaped from Qingyan County.

"Jiang Ping, hold on! Don't be controlled by the demonic nature in your body!" Jiang Xiaowan put one hand on Jiang Ping's chest, and put the fingers of the other hand on Jiang Ping's forehead.

Rolling Yin Qi flowed down Jiang Xiaowan's fingertips and entered Jiang Ping's body, but before the Yin Qi could enter his dantian, it was dispersed by a strong demon force.

Jiang Xiaowan's yin qi mana is actually not much weaker than Jiang Ping's demon power, but if she pours too much yin qi into Jiang Ping's body, it will definitely cause a full-scale counterattack of the demon power in his body, which will be counterproductive.

If mana counterattacks, Jiang Ping's dantian and even his whole body will definitely become a mana battlefield. Jiang Xiaowan has no choice but to give up mana to help Jiang Ping suppress the demon power.

"Jiang Ping, you must stick to your heart! Don't let the devil's heart fascinate your mind!" Jiang Xiaowan pressed herself against Jiang Ping's forehead, conveying her heartfelt voice to Jiang Ping with the power of spirit and soul.

But at this time, Jiang Ping seemed to be stuck in a deadlock, and all information from the outside world was isolated.

He seemed to be caught in an endless dream.

In the dream, Jiang Ping saw the unstoppable witch race running on the ground, and also saw the endless monster race occupying the sky.

The witch clan was established on the ground, one tribe after another occupying a vast area, and the monster clan established palaces one after another in the sky. These palaces were connected to form a huge heaven.

The two races occupy one side, like two behemoths covering the sky and the earth. As for the human race in Jiang Ping's dream, they are not even an ant in front of these two behemoths.

As time goes by, there are constant frictions between the demon clan and the witch clan, while the weak human race is struggling to survive in the cracks.

Jiang Ping is half asleep and half awake. He is like a bystander, observing the ever-changing world.

I don't know how many years later, the cataclysm of the Lich broke out, and the people were devastated for a while, and the human race continued to collect the demon pills of the monster race and the flesh of the witch race.

These demon pills and flesh bodies are constantly being thrown into a deep altar, and the altar is constantly being filled. When the Lich War is over, the altar is also being filled by the human race.

The altar was turned into a [-]-stone stele and was collected by the human race. There were many methods recorded on the stele, but when Jiang Ping wanted to observe carefully, he couldn't see the content on the stele clearly.

"The heaven and the earth are clear, today the human race has got three thousand steles, which promises the luck of the heaven and the earth,..." The human race knelt down to worship the heaven and the earth, their voices were powerful, shocking the heaven and the earth.

all of a sudden.

The 3000 yuan stone tablet turned into streaks of aura, which merged into the bodies of 3000 human monks.

At this time, Jiang Ping's consciousness was completely immersed in this dream. Suddenly, the mist between heaven and earth dissipated, and a figure appeared behind Jiang Ping.

Suddenly looking back, Jiang Ping saw a pair of deep eyes, which seemed to contain the depth of the sky and the earth, and seemed to contain the endless starry sky.

But what attracted Jiang Ping was his pair of fiery red pupils. Jiang Ping stared at his eyes and walked slowly towards that figure.

"wake up!"

The two words, clear and light, resounded through the heaven and the earth, and these two words were passed into Jiang Ping's ears, just like spring thunder, waking Jiang Ping up from this muddled state.

"Buzz!"

Jiang Ping suddenly opened his eyes, and the eyes that lost focus instantly regained their color, and the fiery red flame ignited Jiang Ping's eyes.

"Bai Ze descends into the world to punish the evil!"

The third picture of the Thirteen Transformations of the Demon Soul cleared the fog, and a mighty and mighty Bai Ze beast stepped out of the picture, followed by the sound of bells, drums and thunder.

Billowing Thunder followed behind Bai Ze Divine Beast. Wherever the thunder light passed, all the demonic nature entangled in Jiang Ping's sea of ​​consciousness was wiped out by the thunder light.

Jiang Ping's spirit regained control of his sea of ​​consciousness, the operation route of the Bai Zeqing Heart Sutra, and the magical powers contained in the Bai Zeqing Heart Sutra.

Bai Ze is an auspicious beast of heaven and earth, living on the top of Kunlun.

Therefore, the demonic nature and hostility in Jiang Ping's body that could not be resolved for a long time were naturally resolved.

The dream was shattered, and Jiang Xiaowan's spiritual sound transmission also reached his ears.

Jiang Ping had already lost all his mana and cultivation, so he couldn't reveal his body for the time being. Jiang Ping woke up quietly, "Xiaowan, don't worry, you quickly get out of here, I want to cross the catastrophe!"

"treasure!"

Jiang Xiaowan said, then turned around and fled into the distance.

It is not something that outsiders can participate in. If they interfere forcibly, it will only be counterproductive.

Watching Jiang Xiaowan flee far away, Jiang Ping felt relieved. He took all the talismans out of the storage bag in one go, and put them on his side one by one.

Since he got the inheritance from Master Puyu, with the improvement of vision and knowledge, these talismans are not so precious to him.

All the talismans around him were activated by Jiang Ping's demon power, and these talismans instantly became aggressive, even as if they were about to explode at any time.

After doing this, Jiang Ping began to meditate with his legs crossed, and the three mental formulas in the Thirteen Changes of the Demon Soul kept echoing in his heart.

"The unicorn is bewitched and destroys the common people!"

"The evil wind flutters its wings and blood soars to the sky!"

"Bai Ze descends into the world to punish the evil!"

The demon power circulated in Jiang Ping's dantian, and under the influence of the Bai Ze Qingxin Sutra, the originally violent demon power calmed down and began to circulate in an orderly manner.

Yellow, red, purple, three colors of demonic power surround each other, forming a circle of demonic power.

Yellow represents the hostility of the unicorn.

Red represents the magic of the phoenix.

Purple represents Bai Ze's righteousness.

Three completely different powers form a picture of Tai Chi. The red and yellow demonic powers occupy one side, and the purple demonic power occupies the center position, like a clear dividing line, which seems to separate the two forces, and seems to separate the two forces. The two forces came together.

This three-color monster power Tai Chi picture sank into Jiang Ping's dantian, and Jiang Ping erupted with an astonishing aura, and the vast monster aura shot up into the sky, like a cropped rainbow running through the clouds.

Jiang Ping's background suppressed in the dantian instantly merged into the demonic power of the dantian, and the ocean of demonic power in the dantian was surging endlessly.

The cloud that breeds disaster quietly blooms in the sky, and Jiang Ping's long-awaited transformation thunder disaster arrives quietly...

(End of this chapter)