long night walk

Chapter 425 White Snake and Qingluan

"What are you doing?!" Fang Geyu's eyes suddenly turned frosty, and she suddenly pressed down the horizontal sword, and the Shifang sword in her hand could not stop screaming.

The split palm was soaked in blood to seal the mind in the sword.

But it was still a step too late, a huge soul consciousness enveloped the corpse, trying to seize the corpse and occupy it.

This was really beyond Fang Geyu's expectation. This evil god was transformed from the real body of a prehistoric evil beast, and it was the ancestor of evil gods in the world.

It also came from this terrifying world of Bronze Gate. In this vast and boundless world, she is definitely a dominant existence.

Therefore, she is very picky about the individual conditions for the resurrection of the house, and after waiting for thousands of years, she is just the first host of the evil god.

Now facing an empty corpse whose soul has perished, he couldn't hold back, and immediately set off to grab the body and devour it.

What is it about this corpse that deserves her gaffe.

Naturally, Fang Geyu would not let her succeed easily, his bloody palm brushed against the blade of the sword.

Blood smeared the blade of the sword, and with a flick of the long sword, the bright red blood suddenly turned into a straight thin line and shot towards the illusory will.

In the past 16 years, since Fang Geyu was able to suppress her half breath, now he can easily push her back into the sword.

The will let out a roar of unwillingness, and set off gusts of wind, shaking the entire blood pool, and the corpses lying on the altar were also lifted into the air by a huge wave.

The evil god deliberately retaliated against Fang Geyu's obstruction, and at the moment when he was retracted into the sword, he deliberately threw the unattainable corpse towards Fang Geyu.

Fang Geyu was bumped hard by the cold bone body, and blood spewed out from his mouth with a puff, and splashed on the white cheeks of the corpse, revealing a strange monster.

The cold bones were soaked in blood, as if they had regained their temperature, the bones under the tentacles gradually became hot and scorching.

Steaming black air slowly oozes out from the white bones, it is the turbid breath of blood devouring, like the ominous magic that emerges from the mysterious world of the great sky demon, the lifeless corpse seems to become the most ominous thing in an instant.

The black air turned into wisps of smoke and crazily penetrated into Fang Geyu's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and immediately spread countless spider web-like magic marks on the bone body soaked in blood, which looked very evil.

Fang Geyu only felt a thud in his head, and his internal organs couldn't stop a cold nausea.

Consciousness is interrupted like a deep sleep, as if thrown into the memory corridor instantly, and like a revolving lantern at the time of death.

The memory that does not belong to her is like an awl, forcibly cutting open her head, and the attention that cannot be refused is entered.

It's still too late to react to the pain...

sad.

despair.

lonely.

pain.

Mourn.

shame.

All kinds of complex emotions flooded my heart, and scenes of scenes floated like scales of a big fish in the deep sea.

Fang Geyu subconsciously struggled against the most ferocious aura and gradually gave up.

There was a chaotic and noisy sound on the side of the ear, as if the complicated and chaotic sounds of the traffic in the city exploded in the ear, and the noise of the years of war and chaos could not go away.

Her eyes went dark, as if she had sunk into the deep sea.

She suddenly saw a ray of Tsinghua moonlight like a floating dream.

The vast land of Shenzhou is a land of beautiful mountains and rivers. The ancient peaks are towering like swords, reaching straight into the clouds.

Wisps of white clouds surround the top of the mountain under the light of the moonlight like floating smoke.

It was a night of great cold and snow.

It is the time when the frost withers the leaves, plants and trees, and everything hibernates in winter.

On that distant summit, Fang Geyu seemed to hear sporadic joking laughter.

Several teenagers with long swords laughed extremely proudly, and one of them was throwing a bloody object in his hand.

"Mount Qianchi really deserves to be a sacred place of immortals with the same reputation as Penglai. According to legend, there are snakes in Qianchi, which were born in response to the snow. "

Fang Geyu happened to see that the toy in the boy's hand was a bloody dragon horn.

The long lamps in the mountains are lit, and the vision is bright and clear.

The place where these young men stood was a sea of ​​swords. Behind them stood an ancient black gold stele with three large characters "Sin Sword Pool" written on the stele.

Sin Sword Pool...

Fang Ge's heart was moved.

It turns out that this is the place where the demons of the Tianxi Sword Sect are punished.

The sea of ​​swords is endless, and as far as the eye can see, many spirit swords with awe-inspiring sword intent are like a tower of suppressing demons. They will penetrate a demon and nail it into the sword stone, so that they will not be reborn forever!
Another boy smiled and suddenly a look of worry appeared on his face: "Although this white snake has not yet fully transformed into a dragon, it is still a monster, but it is not vicious after all, and it has been enlightened by the ancient gods. In this way, it is considered a crime together with the heinous demon, if the Suzerain knows..."

"Heh... It's rare to see, monsters are monsters, and demons are demons. When have you ever seen the suzerain be soft-hearted to a demon? What's more, this little snake was stupid and ate a little ghost that I deliberately released. , faded into a critical moment and was infected with magic, so the monster became big and hurt my sect disciple, so I have no choice but to take action to get rid of its sins?"

Those teenagers were clearly unscathed, and they confuse black and white. With a smile, he used the dragon horn to draw a bright red wound on the back of his hand, and yelled strangely: "The evil monster hurt me! It hurts so much!" what!"

When the rest of the people saw this, they all smiled knowingly, and stretched out their hands happily, deliberately hurting the dragon's horn.

The young man laughed loudly, looking at the dragon horn in his hand carefully, his eyes were fanatical and yearning: "This dragon horn is a rare and precious material, if we use it for sword training, we can become the new Celestial Seal Thirteen Swords in a few days."

The long lamp embroidered with sword patterns was brightly lit, reflecting their eyes a little crazy and terrifying.

A white snake is nailed through under a blue and cold spirit sword.

The hornless snake curled up into a ball, numb and stiff from the harsh cold from the sword.

These teenagers often appear in the Sin Sword Pool, and they take pleasure in torturing and exploiting the monsters in the Sin Sword Pool. Every day, they even tear off a scale from the White Snake with their bare hands, and wear it on their body as a trophy.

Although the appearance was quite different, Fang Geyu looked at the helpless little snake under the sword, and for some reason, he could be sure that it was the disaster snake that made everyone fearful.

So this snake demon will naturally not die here.

The fact is just as Fang Geyu thought in his heart, on a cold night when the sky was dark, a green luan flew from the far east.

It is recorded in "Gu Qi Classics" that Qingluan is the spirit of protecting the mountain on Qianchi Mountain. For some reason, it became extinct 200 years ago, and there is no trace of Qingluan in the world.

It is Qingluan's responsibility to guard Qianchi. A fairy once said that if Qingluan can stay on the mountain and guard for a thousand years, and nine white feathers grow out of its wings, it can transform into a fairy.

Fang Ge watched with eyes that eight white feathers had grown out of the green luan's wings, and in a hundred years, he would become a fairy.

But she knew that this Qingluan was destined not to become a fairy...

(End of this chapter)