Peerless: The Starry Sky Revival Plan of the Auspicious Beasts

"Hehe, if the Holy Son or the Holy Lady can beat me up in person, it will be worth the price of admission... It's better if we two go together, the three of us can..."

"Hey! Stay away from him."

A group of men in black gathered in the cleared space in the Sunset Forest on a higher ground, and they were whispering.

These people are members of the Holy Spirit Church.

If members of the Shrek Supervisory Team were here, they would probably immediately let out a sharp explosion, because every one of these black cloaks is a 100% pure evil soul master according to Shrek Academy's definition.

In ordinary people's perception, most evil soul masters have weird and cruel temperaments and like to live alone. One person alone can cause a bloody and terrifying disaster, let alone so many evil soul masters gathered together.

As for why they gathered in this remote and desolate sunset forest...

When evil soul masters practice, in addition to needing blood and life from living creatures, they also need evil and negative soul energy and sufficient resentment.

Therefore, some evil soul masters will choose to use bloody and cruel methods to torture other creatures to satisfy their own needs.

And due to some very special historical reasons, one day thousands of years ago, countless creatures in the Sunset Forest were poisoned to death in extreme pain. In addition, there are ice and fire eyes deep in the forest, which has a special attraction for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but it also makes those souls full of resentment and unwillingness wander in the forest until they are turned into powder by the long time. , but the resentment never subsides.

In the next ten thousand years, the bones of humans who went deep into the forest were buried in the forest. The soul beasts living on the outskirts of the forest were also struggling painfully under the poisonous gas, and more and more souls were wailing.

Perhaps what gathered here at first was just the reluctance and cry of the dead in vain, but gradually, the negative emotions of intelligent creatures also gathered here, eventually forming a huge vortex composed of pure evil energy and soul power.

Thousands of years have passed, and this place has become the youngest of the three evil places in Douluo Continent.

The two eyes of ice and fire are the peaceful center of the whirlpool and are not affected for the time being. After all, two dragon kings had fallen there. The ultimate ice and fire attributes could completely purify the evil resentment, but this had a limit after all.

An unnamed big cat with three eyes calculated that within 200,000 years, the poisonous mist and evil power in the Sunset Forest would exceed the endurance limit of the two eyes of ice and fire, and completely destroy the treasure land.

However, two hundred thousand years is a very long time even for soul beasts, so there is no need to worry for the time being.

What’s important is that the plants and soul beasts within the Sunset Forest have begun to show subtle deformations due to the evil force.

These negative changes are not too obvious in animals and plants that take a long time to grow. On the contrary, young humans are more sensitive to those negative forces.

A certain auspicious beast hidden behind the scenes has enough time and enough manpower to make statistics - within the radiation range of Sunset Forest, all human settlements including Tiandou City, the six-year-old child's martial soul appears evil when it awakens The probability of alienation has increased to three thousandths.

Even if not all children with evil mutations in their martial souls have soul power, and some of them have hidden evil mutations in their martial souls and are no different from ordinary soul masters when not activated, the probability is still very scary.

...For example, one-third of the black cloaks gathered here, who came all the way from the Sun Moon Empire and prepared to use the negative power in the Sunset Forest to practice, are actually from the Sky Soul Empire.

The young man at the head was the "Holy Son" among the people in black. His face was expressionless, as if he had not heard their private conversation. He stood on the edge of the cliff with his arms folded, staring indifferently at the billowing fog below, but his eyes did not seem to fall on a specific point.

He is very tall, with short, spiky silver-gray hair, and his facial features are so strong that they can be called rough, with a certain sense of foreignness that is obvious. His brow bones are high and his eye sockets are deeper, which makes it appear that his eyes and eyebrows are very close to each other.

Those eyes were a kind of evil purple-gray, and looked extremely gloomy under the shadow of the brow bone. Anyone who was stared at by him would feel chilled all over. But between his eyebrows, there are three golden light spots that are inconsistent with his temperament - they are three golden diamond-shaped scales the size of rice grains, which exude a certain kind of majesty that makes people dare not look directly.

"Oh...if we hadn't brought these little oil bottles with us, with the strength of the two of us, we could have gone to that place deep in the mist to have a look, right?" A female voice was directly transmitted into his ears by the soul power. , "You think so, soul boy?"

The speaker was a tall young woman.

She has a perfect figure, much taller than that young man. She is also wearing a black cloak, and her long misty dark blue hair is hanging outside the cloak. It fits her body smoothly, making her reminiscent of some kind of giant in the sea for no reason. animal skin. The expression on the woman's face was very light, but her dark blue eyes were still intimidating.

For some reason, those eyes were like a terrifying deep sea that swallowed everything.

"Both the teacher and your mother have explicitly prohibited us from approaching the lake at the core of the Sunset Forest." The young man, whom the woman called the "spiritual boy," had a straight face, and his voice was serious and even contained a hint of warning, "If you If you want to violate their requirements, don’t hold me back, Lan Fuzi.”

"Hmph, Lan Lingtong, a good boy who listens to adults." Lan Fuzi rolled his eyes and muttered.

"There are arrangements left by 'that man' at the core of the Sunset Forest." A hint of hatred flashed across Lan Lingtong's face, and he looked at Lan Fuzi coldly, "You know that we are already in his sight, so This kind of behavior is extremely dangerous, you must not go near that place... I will watch you, don't even think about sneaking away. "

They have the same surname, and their names seem to have some kind of religious meaning, as if they are related, but their facial features don't look similar, at least they don't seem to be related by blood.

But there seems to be some kind of tacit understanding between the two that belongs to family.

It's just that Lan Fuzi is clearly the one who looks older, but in the end she seems to be the rebellious child.

"I never thought so." She looked away guiltily, "Don't you want to see with your own eyes a lake where ice and fire coexist? And there is a time difference between the top and bottom. What are you afraid of, that guy won't be able to notice it."

Lan Lingtong just stared at her, even a little threatening in his expression.

"Okay - okay. But if you insist, then you shouldn't even come to Sunset Forest." Lan Fuzi curled his lips.

"This is a sin committed by 'that man' and I need to remember it."

The young man's tone was calm, but there was some deep hatred on his face that made Lan Fuzi feel that the topic was slipping into an area where the discussion could no longer be discussed in depth.

So she looked around and changed the subject loudly: "Speaking of which, where did Elder Feng and Elder Mo go? They should be responsible for leading the team in this operation, right?"

Before she finished speaking, a very ungraceful male voice rang out.

"Hmm, you Mo is back - ugh!"

A wet crow—no, a wet man wearing a black cloak shaped like a bird's wing fell from the air.

"Tsk, tsk, Your Highness Lan Fuzi, you kill your colleagues quietly, you are ruthless, you are ruthless, bah, so salty, so salty, you are truly worthy of being a saintly saint!" He put the potatoes on his shoulders - Tang Ya - —Put it on the ground, then wipe a handful of water on your face, push back your wet black hair, revealing an extremely pale forehead, a pair of pure black eyes flashing with a bit of teasing, a silver Bird skulls gleamed from the collar buttons of the cloaks.

Then he shook his head like a large bird fluttering its feathers, shaking up a cloud of water mist, and his body was immediately dry and refreshing.

"Haha." Lan Fuzi curled his lips with a smile.

"It seems that old woman Fengling hasn't come back yet!" Elder Mo said proudly. Although he was called an elder, this guy seemed a little unexpectedly young. "But no matter what she found, this game is I'm sure to win!"

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, I would like to solemnly introduce to you the new sister I have found for the Holy Religion today!" He said exaggeratedly, and used exaggerated body movements to signal Lan Lingtong to look at Tang Ya on the ground, "Clang! Dark Blue Silver Grass The owner of the martial spirit!"

A hint of surprise finally appeared on Lan Lingtong's expressionless face.

Chapter 147 Their Holiday (5)

Tang Ya woke up in the darkness. She felt like she was lying on the hard, dusty ground.

The soul master's extraordinary hearing allowed her to hear a lot in an instant: the crackle of the campfire, footsteps, and obscure conversations. She thought of the man in the black cloak she met before she fell into coma... Where exactly was I taken by that man?

The arrogance, impulsiveness, and bloodthirsty murderous intention that emerged after the Dark Blue Silver Grass brought power temporarily subsided. Tang Ya immediately controlled her breathing rate, hoping that she would not be discovered when she woke up, so that she could have more information.

But her idea failed to materialize.

"She's awake, Your Highness the Holy Son." A cold female voice came from very close to her.

She felt her scalp numb instantly - there was someone so close to her, and that person had been observing her for who knows how long, but she didn't notice? !

"I understand." A somewhat indifferent male voice said.

Tang Ya tried hard to control her heartbeat. She heard some rustling sounds, someone left, and another person sat down next to her.

"Open your eyes." The male voice ordered.

A strange pressure that seemed to come from the depths of her bones and blood enveloped the girl. Some kind of natural pressure made her obey the order almost instinctively and opened her eyes.

Tang Ya's face instantly turned pale when she realized what she had done. She suddenly turned over and sat up, staring at the person in front of her with great vigilance.

The dark night of the Sunset Forest spread above her head like a strange curtain. The bonfire with unknown ingredients was scarlet, and the flames danced and crackled in a strangely quiet way, like a handful of living, flowing, struggling. , the blood that just flowed from someone's neck.

There was some weird fishy-sweet smell in the air.

The thin branches of the trees in the distance formed shadows like bones under the firelight. Figures in black cloaks stood or sat around the place, making the forest clearing look like hell for a moment.

A young man with gray hair sat next to her. His features were cold and hard, and the shadows were obvious in the firelight. His purple-gray eyes shining in the shadow of his brow bone were simply vicious. There was no expression on his face. He put his elbows on his bent knees and crossed his fingers. He sat there in a very casual way, very quiet, but it seemed like something - something was constantly squeezing Tang Ya. A terrifying behemoth in the living space.

"Who - who are you?" Tang Ya tried to control her voice, but failed. The tone of these words was extremely sharp and trembling, exposing her unreservedly like a frightened five-year-old child. Emotions.

From the time she was born until now, it seemed that she had never been so afraid of someone.

"Your martial spirit is the Dark Blue Silver Grass." The gray-haired young man did not answer her words, nor did he look at her. He just said to himself, "This is your original sin. Since you have begun to embrace this darkness... …This means that you can no longer get rid of the desire to devour the lives of others. I can understand you, sister, but you have to restrain yourself and give up this dark power. It is not too late to stop now and stay away from-"

The young man's tone was very calm, but it was obvious that something still stung Tang Ya.

"Understand!?" The girl just thought it was ridiculous.

The monster roared in Tang Ya's heart again, and the scars of losing her parents and hometown, and having to rely on others began to hurt. Maybe the young man was too kind, or maybe the rolling anger and mania made her temporarily forget her fear.

"What do you understand?!" Tang Ya didn't care at all, she roared angrily, "Do you think I am willing?! But they killed my relatives and took away my home! Those old allies are in my clan No one comes to my aid when the sect is in decline! I want revenge! I don’t have the talent and opportunity of my ancestors to evolve the martial soul! How can I take revenge if I don’t?

Those black cloaks became restless, and they rustled angrily to punish those who dared to disrespect the Holy Son, but they were stopped by the Saint.

"I don't understand?" Lan Lingtong smiled. He grinned, and the sharp, shark-like teeth in his mouth flashed with a cold light, "You say I don't understand?"

He stood up, looked down at Tang Ya, and said with malicious madness, "I understand it too well."

Huge, terrifying pressure.

A scarlet halo rose from behind him, and the remaining three black haloes as deep as the abyss were just pitiful foils to the blood-colored soul ring.

The royal blue grass blade stopped between Tang Ya's eyes like a knife.

The enchanting sapphire blue was so pure and beautiful, with a highly poisonous aroma, but it still couldn't hide the rusty smell of blood.

A bright blood line pulsated on the sapphire blue grass blades, carrying a sinister murderous intent, telling an endless desire to devour life.

Tang Ya felt the distinct fear coming from her martial soul and deep in her soul.

Fear, but at the same time...if the king needs her life, she must give it immediately.

"When I was an embryo, I was an irrational monster, completely controlled by evil. Ha! Even worse than you, at least you still have a choice to surrender!" Lan Lingtong laughed maniacally, his sharp teeth chattering. , "When I was born, the life and soul of the mother who gave birth to me was drained! I am able to stand here and talk to you rationally because a noble being does not want to see me completely controlled by instinct. So he gave his life to save me!”

A sad and old voice echoed in his memory, "Noble royal blood will never be like this. I don't know who twisted you, but I should correct it."

"Stupid! Idiot! Who do you think--" He screamed and talked to his memory, and then forced himself back to the open space in the sunset forest. He looked at Tang Ya with eyes that could be regarded as hatred, and then Perhaps he was looking at himself reflected in Tang Ya's eyes, "My teacher taught me carefully, letting me distinguish right from wrong, and learn to use human reason to restrain myself! You can't imagine how many times the darkness in the martial arts has hurt the people around me! "

"Be careful, the Holy Son is about to lose control." Mo Yi, who was wearing a black feather cloak, had a serious face. He had heard some rumors. The woman with blue eyeshadow next to him was also running her soul power, and her face was full of alertness.

Lan Fuzi gestured behind her to signal them to be calm, but she herself also had a solemn look on her face.

When the hatred in those gray-purple eyes almost reached its peak, the three tiny golden scales between the blue soul boy's eyebrows suddenly lit up, almost lighting up the open space with a warm and fervent light like the sun.

He subconsciously raised his hand, then retracted it as if he had been burned, and closed his eyes forcefully.

The boiling madness seemed to have cooled down instantly, and the Blue Spirit Boy instantly turned back into the somewhat indifferent Holy Son of the Holy Spirit.

"As you can see, the martial soul is connected to the soul. The original sin carried in the martial soul will forever affect your emotions and character. It will always urge you to kill and destroy. That evil will always affect you until You kill everyone who loves you until you die." He said coldly, "I made a choice many years ago. After my mother, I will not kill anyone."

"Now it's your turn to choose."

A long silence.

"I choose power." Tang Ya raised her head, her beautiful eyes flashing with chaotic purple blood, "I must avenge my parents, I must take back my home, and I must revive my sect. For this I can pay any price."

She stared at him stubbornly.

Tang Ya vaguely guessed what that beautiful and dangerous martial spirit was.

She couldn't lie in front of that martial spirit - she couldn't make excuses or deceive the other party.

Because ministers cannot deceive the king.