Cannon Fodder Pit Fairy Road

Chapter 272 Sending Her to the Spirit World

Hearing the name of the Balrog suddenly, Tong Xiaoye was startled for a moment, and it took him a moment to realize that the Balrog Xu Zhanming was referring to was Yan Qinghan.

The words of the flame demon head are so natural, has Yan Qinghan's title of devil head been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people?

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Xu Zhanming with some doubts.

"You have been trapped for so long, and you haven't seen many things with your own eyes." Xu Zhanming's face was dark, and his voice was a little sour: "Brother Yan became a demon in a rage, and frantically massacred tens of thousands of people in Yuanzhou City who had no time to escape. After killing the mythical beast Suzaku, the fire spread for hundreds of thousands of miles, such a terrifying flame, except for the residences of the eight major sects, the rest of the cultivators could not be spared."

"Do you think that the appearance of Yuanzhou City's breakthrough is only the reason why Qi Zhongmo blew his own artifact?"

Picking up a piece of burnt black rocks, Xu Zhanming said bitterly: "Qi Zhongmo's self-explosion only blew up the entire Yuanzhou City, but the flames of the flames completely destroyed the entire Yuanzhou Mountains and mountains. , Those monks who escaped from the city and hid in the mountains before the arrival of the demon cultivator, all..."
Tong Xiaoye was speechless in a daze.

It was said that Yan Qinghan was possessed by demons, but she never knew that he was so thoroughly possessed that he slaughtered the entire city in one go, leaving no way out!
"Let's go to the front to see the situation!" Xu Zhanming took her hand and ran out of the mountain quickly.

After leaving Huaxu Mountain, Tong Xiaoye realized how much devilish energy there was in the entire mountain forest. The protective formation of the Concentrated Light Holy Land blocked part of the devilish energy. Outside the great formation is the real purgatory on earth. Countless monks cried and screamed , was chased and killed wantonly by ferocious monsters, and the roars of beasts and cries for help were mixed together, which was unspeakably miserable.

As soon as Xu Zhanming appeared, the sound of fighting stopped for a moment.

"Xu Zhanming! Xu Zhanming is there, go find him quickly, it's all his fault, it has nothing to do with us!" Several monks shouted desperately, pointing to Xu Zhanming's direction in unison.

The people around them suddenly dispersed, and in the blink of an eye, a blank space appeared in front of Tong Xiaoye and the two of them, and all the signs turned to this place. The magic cultivator's eyes were filled with surprise, and the human cultivator's eyes were relieved from exhaustion.

Xu Zhanming frowned, and raised his voice: "Xu Zhanming is here, Yan Qinghan, if you have anything to say, why not attack these weak monks?"

Amidst the thick, inextricable demonic energy, a huge black specter quickly floated over.

This was the first time Tong Xiaoye saw Yan Qinghan after he became a demon.

The man's face was covered by a thick demonic energy, and he couldn't see his face or figure clearly. He looked like the most evil monster with its teeth and claws. If it wasn't for the familiarity of the Suzaku Fire Spirit under him, Tong Xiaoye would not have recognized it at all. When it came out, this grotesque monster was the former modest gentleman Yan Qinghan.

"Xu Zhanming." A hoarse and gloomy voice came from the monster, and the ghost swayed, Jie Jie said with a strange smile: "You are finally here."

Xu Zhanming stood with his hands behind his back, looked coldly at the phantom in front of him, and said, "Yes, I'm back, I don't know why Senior Brother Yan is looking for me?"

"Give me the Haotian Tower. Also, kill her!" The phantom wriggled and changed, and suddenly stretched out a long tentacle, pointing in the direction of Tong Xiaoye.

Tong Xiaoye looked at the black shadow quietly, but couldn't find his eyes. Finally, she smiled wryly: "Brother Yan, if you hate me, why don't you come and kill me yourself?"

The phantom changed, and a hoarse voice suddenly sounded: "Why should I kill you with my own hands? Wouldn't it be more interesting to let this guy do it himself? Hahahahaha! Xu Zhanming, kill her, and I will let these cowardly monks go, otherwise... "

With a wave of the phantom's hand, countless monsters soared into the sky, brutally chasing the fleeing monks. Amidst the screams, Yan Qinghan's voice echoed clearly in everyone's ears: "Kill her! Kill this Bitch!"

"Elder Zhanming, save us!"

"Elder Zhanming, please kill her, please, my son has just turned into a god, and there is no way he can escape!"

The old man begged unceasingly, and the old man waved the flying sword to protect the juniors behind him. The figure was somewhat familiar, and it was one of the few monks brought by Xu Zhanming.

Xu Zhanming's complexion changed slightly, Tong Xiaoye held his hand, looked at some crazy ghosts in front of him, and suddenly laughed: "Brother Yan, are you stupid? What does the death of these monks have to do with me? For these strangers People who sacrificed their lives, do you take me for a fool, or Xu Zhanming for a fool?"

"These innocent monks died because of you, don't you feel guilty? Can you enjoy yourself with peace of mind? Don't you just sit back and watch?"

Yan Qinghan roared hysterically, a little desperately mad.

Tong Xiaoye looked at him quietly, and said softly: "Brother Yan, you are wrong, these monks did not die because of me, they died because of you, and I will never count the deaths of these people on myself! "

She closed her eyes and her voice was slightly sad: "Brother Yan, as you know, I have never cared about these things, except for my family and friends. I don't care much about them. What I really care about is what I really care about. , has always been you!"

"It's always been you!"

Whether it is the mortal dynasty in the land of no souls, or the cruel world of self-cultivation, Yan Qinghan has always been the only person who truly possesses the attributes of the holy father.

Tong Xiaoye suddenly understood why Yan Qinghan became a demon.

Perhaps not only because of Tao Rui's death, but also because of the collapse of faith and everything is irreversible.

At the moment of Tao Rui's first death, he was tempted by the evil cultivator to take an evil path because of his anger and despair for a while. Later, with the improvement of his cultivation, he gradually recovered his sanity, but he went further and further on this road. I can't go back to the past either.

Yan Qinghan has always been a tolerant and generous person, acting with consideration for others, Tao Rui's death was originally just an accident, even if he was sad and desperate for a while, he could always figure it out afterward.

But now, what's the use of understanding?

The former Yan Qinghan, now the head of the Balrog raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry. With the mournful cry, the demonic energy in the sky poured into his body, "Hahahaha, I am the Balrog, the supreme existence in the demon world! Everyone has to die, everyone has to die!"

Following his stern shout, Suzaku Fire Spirit soared into the sky, and the sky was full of flames that burned the entire sky, and the scorching breath turned the low-level monks into ashes instantly.
Tong Xiaoye jumped lightly, not afraid of the Suzaku True Fire that killed countless monks, his petite figure moved a few times, and jumped onto the back of Suzaku Fire Spirit in a blink of an eye. Firmly trapping Suzaku Fire Spirit's body,

Amidst the loud rumbling noise, Huo Ling suddenly let out a mournful cry, and the flames all over his body gradually dimmed.

"Brother Yan, sister Taorui is dead, do you want to watch this bird that has been with you for thousands of years die with your own eyes?"

The dark stick fell on the drooping neck of the giant bird, and the phantom of Yan Qinghan's incarnation shook.

"Brother Yan, the Suzaku Fire Spirit is the purest and holy beast, but you have turned it into this appearance. Look at the thick black edge of its fire feathers, look at its current appearance! It is the one you got at the beginning. Just a carefree bird? It doesn’t matter if you want to become a demon, why don’t you let even a single bird go, if Sister Taorui is still alive, don’t you want to take her to become a demon too?”

Suzaku Huoling wailed mournfully, and the fire feathers all over his body were stained with strong demonic energy, only a pair of bright pupils were still as bright as fire. The bird opened its eyes wide and looked at Yan Qinghan, and the people around Yan Qinghan The devilish energy suddenly became dimmer, and the heavy shadow dissipated, revealing a faint human shape.

Tong Xiaoye tightened his grip, Suzaku Huoling wailed again.

"You let it go!" Yan Qinghan's voice became anxious, and he could no longer maintain his composure. The phantom quickly ran towards Tong Xiaoye, and gradually recovered its human form as it moved. Tong Xiaoye was overjoyed, and was about to speak, when he took another step back suddenly.

Yan Qinghan let out a shriek, and the devilish energy in his body became stronger again. He let out a roar, and when he got close to Tong Xiaoye, the devilish energy in his body suddenly surged, turned into a sharp blade, and slashed fiercely at Tong Xiaoye's body.

"Mo Linger!"

Tong Xiaoye gritted her teeth and yelled, throwing down the dying Suzaku Huoling, she raised the Xishan Micro Rain Fan, and instantly trapped Yan Qinghan in the fan, "Mo Linger, I knew it was you, you were the one who seduced her." Brother Yan has become a demon, my mother will definitely make you a human today!"

The chains of sleepy gods danced in the illusion, and immediately entangled Yan Qinghan's body. With the stimulation of spiritual power, countless demonic energy was drawn out by the chains, and flowed continuously into the holy water of Wanhua at the bottom of the pool.

"You, you're not afraid of demonic energy!" The woman's scream was unbelievable, Tong Xiaoye snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "My old lady is not afraid of anything, demonic energy, ghost energy, and Suzaku's true fire will never be rejected, whether you are What kind of shit ghost spirit body, just wait to be eaten alive!"

A large amount of demonic energy was drawn out of the body, and the demonic energy in Yan Qinghan's body dissipated, and a familiar figure appeared in front of Tong Xiaoye again. He opened his eyes, one pupil was clear black, and the other was shining with a strange blood red, red With deep hatred in the light, Tong Xiaoye stared at him with trepidation.

"What are you staring at! Come and hit me if you dare! You can only stare at me, right?" Tong Xiaoye taunted, raised his fist and smashed the blood-red eye.

"Xinyue, don't you claim to be the saint of the demon world? You are a coward, do you dare to get out and fight with the old lady?"

"Hahaha, your father and lover Qi Zhongmo are very happy to be a woman, so do you want to become a man? Doesn't it feel good?"

"Dear sister Xinyue, how do you feel when you become a man in the shower? Do you feel the pleasure of touching yourself?"

There was an eerie silence around, Tong Xiaoye yelled at the top of his voice for a long time, but he didn't yell out anything.

After a quarter of an hour, the illusion disappeared when the spiritual power was exhausted, and Yan Qinghan's withered body suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"The Balrog has come out, kill him!"

"Kill this devil, he is the one who devoured my son alive!"

After Yan Qinghan was taken away, the demon cultivators had no leader, and they were quickly killed by Xu Zhanming. Now the monks gathered together, cursing and humiliating almost killed Yan Qinghan.

Several stabs stabbed him fiercely, and blood flowed out, but the man remained motionless, as if he was dead.

Yan Qinghan lay on the ground with his eyes closed, and he didn't know if he felt it, his face was as peaceful as a deep sleep, Tong Xiaoye held his hand, and felt the faint sweat in his palm.

Brother Yan has always cared.

Letting go of Yan Qinghan's hand, Tong Xiaoye suddenly stood up.

Facing a group of furious monks, she smiled coldly, raised her hand and released a flickering black flame, and asked lazily: "The Balrog is the one I want to protect, why, do you have any opinions?"

The Fire Spirit of Nirvana Fire danced at Tong Xiaoye's fingertips, and its power was stronger than that of Suzaku Fire Spirit. The monks who were so angry that they lost their minds couldn't help but take a step back.

"I hid faster than anyone else just now, and now I know that I have come out to take revenge?" Tong Xiaoye sneered, and said arrogantly: "My mother is not Xu Zhanming, don't expect me to do justice for the sky, when my mother is in a good mood, the devil will save me. If you are in a bad mood, I will kill you even if you are a saint!"

Nie Mie Tianhuo rushed out of Lao Gao, under the coercion and awe, the monks suddenly didn't dare to look at her anymore, and turned their eyes to Xu Zhanming who was on the side.

"Master Zhanming, you have to decide for us!"

"Master Zhanming, you are the only one we believe in, we can't let this demon girl mess around!"

"Master Zhanming, this witch and the devil are in the same group..." Before the monk could finish speaking, a cluster of black fire engulfed his arm.

"Xiaoming is my friend, if you dare to embarrass Xiaoming, you are embarrassing me! If you mess up again, don't blame me for setting you on fire!"

Tong Xiaoye kicked him away and strode towards Xu Zhanming.

The monks who surrounded Xu Zhanming and complained of suffering immediately avoided it, as if they were welcome in the aisle, and in the blink of an eye, an extremely smooth avenue was cleared for her.

Xu Zhanming looked at her helplessly.

"It's really troublesome to be a good person, but it's really hard to be a witch!" Tong Xiaoye swaggered to his side and complained angrily, "Don't blame me for being cruel, my sister is in a bad mood! Watching Mo Ling'er run away, What's the use of being mad at me, it's because I can't kill her!"

Knowing that the girl was panicking, Xu Zhanming couldn't help but tap her forehead: "No way, Mo Ling'er is a ghost spirit, born invisible and invisible, it's useless to trap her temporarily. Back then, the eight sects had The Eight Talismans of Qianlong, she escaped back to the Demon Realm, it is normal that we cannot kill him."

After a pause, he said again: "I asked the monks outside, and someone leaked the news. The demon cultivator learned that we have a passage to the spirit world, so they invaded aggressively."

He kept saying he wanted the Haotian Tower, but he still wanted to find Xu Zhanming, not to go to the spirit world, what else could he do!
Yan Qinghan has long since had nothing to love in his life. He had desperately abandoned the Haotian Tower back then. How could he want this thing now? There must be someone else who instigated him.
Who else can control Yan Qinghan to order the demon cultivators, except the demon saint Xinyue!
Tong Xiaoye had already guessed all this and was not too surprised.

She thought for a while, then lowered her head sullenly: "Xiao Ming, let's send Mo Ling'er to the spirit world."

(End of this chapter)