After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Chapter 27 Chang'an Qiangyue Trial Tower

As soon as Shu Nong turned around, the inner demon who had escaped from the real fire rushed towards Liu Xubai again.

He didn't care whether Shu Nong who appeared in this illusion was real or not, he let out an arrogant and ear-piercing laugh in Liu Xubai's ear.

Shu Nong hooked his lips happily, looked back at Liu Xubai's painful appearance, stepped straight out of his illusion of inner demons, returned to the darkness where inner demons ravaged, fell silent for a long time, let The inner demons are playing around, and all kinds of disturbing sounds surround her.

It's just that after a long time, it seems that something is going to be different.

Shu Nong frowned slightly, she could feel that the whole space seemed to tremble, and then the whole dark world seemed to be torn apart abruptly, and the dazzling light came in from the crack, piercing comfortably. Nong had to close his eyes slightly.

A blood-stained hand appeared first, and then the sky brightened, and the overwhelming light poured down. Shu Nong was in the warm and gentle light, and closed his eyes again uncomfortably.

When she opened her eyes again, the young man's sparse figure suddenly bumped into her eyes.

A bloody long sword was tightly held in a hand with distinct bones, and the dazzling bright red snaked down along the blade, sinking into the white glow under his feet.

His white Zongmen uniform was already soaked in blood, and the blood splashed on his face slid down his face and landed on his heaving chest.

In this overly silent world, Shu Nong could even hear his slightly rapid breathing very clearly.

Yan Changan's scarlet eyes locked tightly on the thin figure in front of him, and his voice was low: "I found you."

Shu Nong showed astonishment.

Immediately, Yan Changan took two steps forward slowly, looked down at her attire, and thought of those demons who made trouble just now, his brows were tinged with violence: "... Liu Xubai?"

He was getting closer, as if there was a bloody smell in his breath, permeating the tip of Shu Nong's nose, which lingered for a long time.

Guanyan Chang'an himself also looked red-eyed.

Shu Nong raised his head slightly, raised his hand, and touched Yan Changan's brow with his cold fingertips: "Calm down."

The array is densely covered here, and the demons are running around. If you are not careful, you will be affected by your emotions and be bewitched by the demons.

Shu Nong's spiritual power cautiously probed into Yan Chang'an's sea of ​​consciousness, perhaps because he and Shu Nong already had the fetters of the relationship between the sword spirit and the master, or maybe he did not set up defenses against Shu Nong at the moment, and Shu Nong's spiritual power The strength did not encounter any resistance from his sea of ​​consciousness, and gently brushed his sea of ​​consciousness.

Yan Chang'an had already closed his eyes following the meaning of the word "meditation" and let Shu Nong's pure spiritual power wander in his sea of ​​consciousness. It was quiet.

"injured?"

Hearing Shu Nong's voice, he slowly opened his eyes. After his emotions calmed down, although his eyes were still bloodshot like cobwebs, they were less vicious and aggressive.

Yan Changan looked down at the bloodstains all over his body, and was silent for a moment.

In such a state, even if he said he was not injured, Shu Nong would not believe it.

"I've taken the medicine."

He replied.

Shu Nong chuckled, and in the blink of an eye, the clothes on his body changed back to the familiar white clothes when he entered the tower.

Yan Changan opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

Shu Nong bypassed him, walked a few steps towards the exit, remembered something, and suddenly turned to look at him: "What floor did you come up from?"

Yan Chang'an lowered his head and put away his sword: "The twelfth floor."

Twelve floors.

35 floors.

The entire 23rd floor, no wonder he got red-eyed and turned himself into this.

Shu Nong raised his eyebrows slightly, then suddenly bent his eyebrows and eyes: "Qing Guang really did not choose the wrong person, given time, you will definitely be able to rank above Liu Xubai—"

Her smile deepened, and she added, "Everything."

Looking at it this way, she is not too cruel to Cangyuan Jianzong. Although she wants to destroy their so-called "Xianmen No. 1", she is not about to return them a new Xianmen No. 1.

Although Yan Chang'an didn't have a strong sense of belonging to Cangyuan, and he wasn't the kind of person who put the glory of the sect first or second, but at least he also bore the name of his disciple of the Cangyuan Sword Sect, and when he became famous all over the world in the future, Cangyuan Jianzong can also follow the light, can't he?

"I'm going to the 36th floor, will you go?"

Yan Changan has come up to the 35th floor, and she is going to the last floor, how could he stay on this floor.

"go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shu Nong turned around and grabbed his wrist. Yan Changan hadn't had time to remind her that the Trial Tower had existed for so many years, and that Cangyuan Sword Sect had never had a disciple enter the 36th floor, and felt that the surroundings were once again plunged into darkness. , the senses have become sluggish.

He couldn't tell whether it was demonic energy or demonic energy, or something else, anyway, it was a kind of extremely uncomfortable aura that was very repulsive to that person that enveloped him, and his breath seemed to be so dense that it couldn't be separated. The smell of blood.

With a slight movement, countless inexplicable forces tried to enter his sea of ​​consciousness.

Yan Chang'an couldn't open his eyes, he just felt so nauseous that he even breathed lightly, his mind was in chaos, and all kinds of memories from the past kept reappearing in his mind.

Like the revolving lantern seen before death, Yan Changan couldn't use all his strength and spiritual power, as if he was really dying, shrouded in waves of despair.

In the chaos, he heard a hoarse and unpleasant voice.

"Break that bead, wait for us to go out and embrace you as king."

The uncomfortable Yan Chang'an was even more uncomfortable. He struggled to grab Shu Nong's hand, but unfortunately, after stepping on the 36th floor, he and Shu Nong were separated, and he could not feel her existence.

Surrounded by the uncomfortable atmosphere around him, Yan Chang'an struggled to move, but only summoned the evil energy into his body, his brain was tingling, and he unconsciously began to retch.

next moment--

"That's no good."

The familiar chuckle sounded, and Yan Chang'an felt relieved, his tense body was instantly relaxed, and even his chaotic brain ushered in a moment of clarity.

"After we go out, you will be my king." The ugly voice continued, "In this trial tower, there are monsters and demons, all of which are for you to drive and help you become the overlord."

"Ah—" Shu Nong seemed thoughtful, "The conditions are very attractive."

She smiled casually: "It's a pity that it's too fake."

"Look at you, a former demon king, a demon king who once slaughtered the people of three cities, and you—" she continued, Yan Changan suddenly fell, and hurriedly called out the long sword, supported the ground with the sword, and stabilized Only then did he raise his eyes to look at the suddenly lit up world.

Huge iron cages were placed in the four corners of the southeast, northwest, and formations. When Yan Changan raised his head, a bead emitting a faint light hung in the air.

As for Shu Nong, standing in the center of the hall, he looked at the disheveled demon imprisoned in the western corner with a smile.

"I haven't seen you in 600 years." She smiled, "So you are here."

(End of this chapter)