long night walk

Chapter 1600: All Things Are Equal

“No!!!” Seeing that the Soul Demon Lord, who was originally attracted by the demon energy, had retracted his tail, he looked at Qing Ao with fear in his eyes, then slowly sank into the blood pool and disappeared.

The female official of Qingshui felt that despair was overwhelming her. She slumped on the ground with half of her white clothes stained with blood. She looked lifeless, as if half of her soul had died.

The demon fairy clan offered their demon essence, and since the Demon Soul Lord had swallowed her demon essence, it meant that the contract was established.

The reason why the Qingshui female official was so desperate was not because she was still unable to do anything after losing the demon essence and failed to open the door to the holy land.

What really made her despair was that the Demon Soul Lord knew that if he violated the contract, he would face unimaginable backlash of his soul.

But it... would rather bear such a huge price than confront Qing Ao head-on to fulfill the contract.

Facing such an opponent...

Qingshui knew that she and Qingxuan had used all the means they could, but the protection she had given them by squeezing out all the value of her soul was no match for his ability to decide life and death and destroy their hopes at the touch of a button.

Looking at the increasingly deep cracks in the blood pool, Qingshui Qingxuan felt hopeless. He didn't know what else he could do to change the despairing dead end before him.

  The artifact "Jiuzhou" has already collapsed in front of the Holy Gate of the Blood Pond. Who can stop his invasion and destruction?

"Are you waiting for Queen Kunlun to come here?"

Qingao appeared out of nowhere and came in front of Qingshui.

He didn't seem to have a strong desire to take the lives of two women.

Even if it's just something you do casually.

His eyes were cold and yet held a strange bit of pity. He looked at the blood-soaked Qingshui with his thin eyelids drooping, and said calmly: "Even if I allow you to successfully open the door to the Holy Land, what will happen? If your queen doesn't show up here and travels to the Holy Land, all your efforts and sacrifices will be in vain. In the eyes of those who are truly superior..."

  At this point, Qing Ao looked away. For some reason, he laughed at himself absentmindedly and said calmly, "What you think is your hard work is nothing more than a natural stepping stone in their eyes. Who cares whether the stepping stone under your feet is smooth as new or broken?

The world has changed, the people in power are arrogant and extravagant, who stipulated that whose life is cheaper than whose? Just because she has the title of a saint, she is destined to be in trouble and overcome the calamity, and all the lives of Kunlun should be sacrificed for her?

Lady, have you ever doubted that the faith bestowed upon you by your Saint Lady is, in a sense, worthless, and your protection is also meaningless in my eyes. In the final analysis…"

He slowly raised his right hand, and with his dark eyes he looked at the mottled lines on his palm. He said calmly, "It's all just power that determines life and death, honor and disgrace. If I have enough power to dominate everything, even if I am a derivative of the evil god's followers, if I regard myself as a saint, the heavens and the earth, all living things will prostrate themselves to me. Who dares not to obey? Who dares to say that I am evil?"

After hearing these remarks, the Qingshui female official sneered, wiped the blood from the corner of her lips expressionlessly, raised her bright eyes with sarcasm, and said lightly: "The Queen's becoming a saint has nothing to do with other things, just because she is the Queen, she is a saint. It is not because the world and all things recognize her as a saint that she chooses to be this saint.

And you, Qingao, are ridiculous and pathetic. You have become a believer of the evil god and now you are overestimating your own abilities and want to proclaim yourself a saint. You want to be a saint and an evil, but you have to force others to recognize you. You are arrogant and think that you are different from ordinary people. Even though you are a derivative of the evil god, you still have your own consciousness. Don't you think that although your fate is tragic, you are still great?

But you don't know that your soul has been played by the evil god from the beginning to the end. Even if you are called a saint by all living things, it still can't change your soul that is full of evil desires like a black hole."

Qing Ao lowered his eyes and narrowed them slowly, his voice gradually becoming colder: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Qingshui said calmly: "I thought Master Qingao had already seen it."

Qingao laughed and shook his head, saying: "I can give you a chance."

Qingshui's eyes were firm: "Master, you can put away your 'charity and mercy'. I don't need it."

"I think you misunderstood..." Master Qingao slowly squatted down.

Obviously, although he seemed to be calm at the moment, it was undeniable that the words of the Qingshui female official just now really irritated him.

He reached a hand into his sleeve and took out a black fruit with an uneven surface covered with countless crystal clusters. The fruit was beating like a heart and exuded a strange and ominous aura.

"The opportunity I want to give cannot be refused."

The moment she saw the thing, Qingshui's eyes trembled, and an obvious look of fear suddenly appeared on her face. She propped herself up and backed away, her back resting against the cracked and broken wall of the blood pool, her face pale.

"This is... evil fruit!"

The fruit nourished by people's evil thoughts, desires, and despair is forced upon people, and can inadvertently turn the consumers into believers of the evil god and slaves of desire.

He actually wanted to turn her into one of his own kind? !

It would be better to just kill her!

Qingshui's body tensed, but she could hardly suppress the horror in her heart. She stared at the thing in Qingao's hand and whispered, "It's not easy to grow a fruit like this. Now that I have lost my demon essence, my cultivation level has dropped sharply. You must think carefully. Are you sure you want to waste such a precious evil fruit on me?"

Qing Ao seemed very satisfied with her reaction. With a cold and evil smile on his face, he pulled the corners of his lips and said, "It is not a waste if it can make me happy. I am looking forward to seeing how ugly a woman like you, who has a firm mind, will become after becoming a follower of the evil god?"

As he spoke, under Qingshui's desperate gaze, the pitch-black crystal fruit in his hand was sent towards her heart with lightning speed.

At this moment, without any warning, a tiny ice spike as thin as a sword suddenly emerged from the snow under Qingao's feet.

The ice edges were as clear as ice crystals, and the surface was polished to be extremely smooth and sharp, clearly reflecting two pairs of shocked eyes.

"Pfft!"

The sound of a sharp blade entering the body.

The sword-like ice spike easily broke through the protective Qi around Qingao's body and pierced through his chest.

Qingao's body was hanging diagonally on the sword-like ice edge, swaying in the wind.

"Ugh..." The black fruit in his hand fell weakly, and before it hit the ground, another crystal clear ice spike rose from the ground and pierced through the fruit, covering the surface of the fruit with a thick layer of pure white ice crystals. It suddenly exploded into dust, and the evil spirit in the air was swept away by the wind, as if it had been purified and dissipated completely.

Qing Ao opened his mouth and yelled "Ugh...Ugh" twice, and blood gushed out of his mouth and nose.

He spit out blood, panted and gave a helpless smile: "Ah... Oh my... This is really a headache... I really didn't expect that a person like you would have the day to kill your own people with your own hands."

He tilted his neck with difficulty and looked in the direction of the snow and wind blowing from the south.

As the chaotic night progresses, the faint light and shadows caress the eyebrows and eyes, the thin snow dances in the air, and the wind and clouds cover the vast sky. In an instant, it seems as if the world has changed.

A cold belt floated past Qingshui's eyes, and she saw Cangnan standing there with his eyes lowered. His eyes were deep, and he was wearing a blue dress that was dragging on the ground and covered with frost and dew from a night away. However, half of his clothes was stained with blood for some reason.

But even this half-blooded dress could not hide her bright and beautiful skin from the inside out. The moonlight was bright and the wind was clear, and she seemed even colder than the thin moon.

The world seemed silent.

From the moment she appeared, the chaotic battle under the beacon tower seemed to fall into a silent background. In a blink of an eye, some soldiers on both sides were reduced to ashes, and some died.

The demon fairy clan guarding the blood pool was insufficient in numbers and combat power from the very beginning, and was on the decline. It was only a matter of time before Qingshui and Qingxuan fell.

But the battlefield is still the same battlefield, it's just that a figure suddenly appeared in this world, and the black tide that broke into the torrent became extremely tense in an instant.

Cangnanyi's sleeves, still dripping with bright red blood, were still stained with the blood of the Border Guardians, winding along her warm fingertips in a sad red color.

Her eyebrows and eyes were calm, and she did not take Qingao's sarcastic words to heart. She just said lightly: "The Lord God has gone against the way and done extraordinary things in my mountain. He borrowed the people in my mountain to create so many defenders of the Golden Sea. It was all for today."

Qing Ao stretched out his hand and crushed the ice spike that pierced his chest. Blood spurted out as his body fell, but there was no sign of pain on his face.

With a playful and indifferent smile on his face, he said calmly: "It takes me thousands of years to become a border defender. I have devoted so much to Kunlun Mountain, I can't raise a group of useless idiots.

After all, in my eyes, the soul is the most valuable thing. Since they have lost their souls, this body is powerful enough to trap you. After all, your power comes from the same source, and under the calamity period, your strength is only one ten-thousandth of what it was before, and you are on your way to the end..."

At this point, Qing Ao smiled helplessly and said, "I just never thought that when the queen was on her deathbed, the little remaining power she had would still be incomparable to mortals like us."

Cang Nanyi looked at him calmly, as if looking at all living things, and she said calmly: "You can despise life, but life is never something that can be played with for fun.

Ao Qing, you think your fate is unfair and hate the evil god deeply, but you might as well look back at your current appearance. You have already been like the evil god, harboring the deepest desires in this world. "

"I don't want to hear you say this." A trace of hostility flashed across Qingao's eyes calmly. Under this cold and cruel skin, there seemed to be something roaring madly like a monster.

There were dark clouds rolling over his head and no sunlight could be seen.

He smiled maliciously, "Today, when I see you like this, I feel that being a saint is actually not that interesting."

The blood from the wound in his chest seemed to be flowing out uncontrollably.

"Your Majesty said that I was playing with life, but Your Majesty is also a person who regards life as worthless. The defenders I prepared for you were enough to hold you back for some time, but you appeared here much earlier than I expected.

This also means that you are not in a dilemma, but..."

The corners of Qingao's lips curled up, and he slowly uttered two chilling words: "Massacre."

Cangnan Yishui looked at him indifferently without saying anything.

  Qing Ao sneered and said, "I have lived for so long, but I have never seen anyone who can kill his own people so carefreely. Even the demon kings of all generations cannot be as ruthless and heartless as you, my queen, right?

Since you were able to appear here so quickly, it means that you did not waver at all during the massacre, not even the slightest bit of hesitation.

As expected, the end of the great path to becoming a saint is to eliminate all emotions and desires, to free one’s mind from the cage, to be pure, too pure… Oh, you look empty and a little pitiful like this.”

"If this is what it's like to become a saint, then I suddenly feel that there's nothing wrong with my current appearance."

"Bewitched me?" In response to Qingao's endless words, Cangnanyi just smiled faintly, his eyes as calm as autumn water.

She raised her arm and looked down at her bloody palm, not moved at all, and said calmly: "I have been in the mountains for some years, how can I still be so naive? My title, in addition to the saint, is still the name of 'tyrant'. When the emperor is angry, millions of corpses will be buried. The saint is not the emperor, and does not know what anger is, but this does not mean that it is difficult for me to lay a million corpses and kill evil with my palm.

It is true that the Kunlun border guards blocked my path, but their spiritual consciousness had long been eaten away, and now they are just hosts for the Purple Demon Gu. Ao Qing, how useless am I in your eyes? It is fine that you are prone to illusions, but why do you think that I will also be confused by illusions and stop killing you? "

Cangnanyi held the wind and snow in his palm, and the originally calm blood pool began to boil again.

The giant beast in the deep of the pool seemed to be forcibly lifted up by an invisible hand at this moment.

The Demon Soul Lord was filled with fear and trepidation, swinging his huge tail wildly, but when Cangnan Yi gave him a look, he immediately became obedient, tucked his tail between his legs, and spit out the Light Water Demon Yuan.

However, at this moment, Cangnan Yi showed her harsh temper to the fullest. She did not forgive it. She picked up a piece of flying snow and shot it into its brow with a flick of her fingers.

In an instant, the Demon Soul Lord's body turned into ice and collapsed.

In the rolling cold, her green clothes fluttered, her face was still as pure as snow, and she said calmly: "In my eyes, all living things are equal. What's the difference between killing demons, immortals, and my own people? The rules of the world cannot restrain me, and a few empty shells can't stop me either."

"But what about that?" Qing Ao smiled and said, "I don't deny your strength, but everything is a foregone conclusion. Even if I do nothing at this moment, it cannot change the fact that the blood pool has been destroyed. Even the only monster that can forcefully open the door to the Holy Land died in your hands. From now on, I just have to wait for you to die."