It was a murderous intention hidden in endless grief. Although it had not yet emerged, it was still frightening and terrifying.
The entire Demon Suppression Tower seemed to be instantly enveloped in this weird atmosphere.
All things are mourning, and the heaven and earth are killing each other!
"I have been sleeping for nearly ten thousand years. Firstly, I want to leave a trace of remnants and be able to see if anyone will avenge the Sword Emperor in the future. Secondly, I want to avoid the pollution of Emperor Wushang and prevent the erosion of Emperor Wushang."
Nangong Yun stood up slowly at this moment, slowly turned her head, and glanced at everyone; her moist eyes were still red with tears, she spoke lightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't expect that after thousands of years of evading, I failed in the end; Even though I have been sleeping for ten thousand years, I have not been able to wait for changes in future generations."
"I didn't expect that as soon as Shi Shi appeared, he would implicate his own heirs and kill his descendants. It's ridiculous, sad, and lamentable..."
Words filled with endless sentiments came out slowly from Nangong Yun's mouth; they were not loud, but they were still impressive.
At this moment, he seemed to be a different person; not only had he forgotten his previous behavior of wanting to execute Nangong Qian as soon as he appeared, but he also lost his previous arrogance and arrogance.
On the contrary, it adds a bit of softness and a bit more humanity; it looks like he has become an old man who has lost his beloved son, which is quite desolate!
After finishing the sentence, Nangong Yun continued without waiting for anyone to reply: "What happened before... was not my original intention, nor what I thought; but since the matter has reached this point, it is useless to say more, and I am too lazy to explain it. "
"If you are willing, just let it go!"
As soon as these words came out, Gongsun Hongyu frowned, with doubts and surprise on his face.
Naturally, they all saw the change in Nangong Yun, which was completely different from before; but feeling the strong sadness around them and feeling the chilling atmosphere from all directions, they were not sure for a while whether what Nangong Yun said was true or false.
It’s even less clear, is Nangong Yun really asking for peace, or does she have some ulterior motive?
Only Tao Jingyuan, who was standing beside him, could not help but loosen his grip on the sword with his right hand, and his eyes instantly softened.
At this moment, Nangong Yun no longer gave him the feeling of any danger or strength; although the sadness was shocking and the killing intent was piercing, it made him feel at ease.
It seemed that it somewhat matched the image of the great man he knew from ancient books!
"But, he died for me after all..."
Nangong Yun still ignored everyone. She just pointed at Nangong Qian's body beside her and continued to speak, saying slowly: "That's why I want to save him."
"As an ancestor, I can't let him die in front of me like this, and I can't let him die in vain for me, a dead man who has already turned into loess."
Before she finished speaking, Nangong Yun's eyes turned slightly, and instantly fell on Gongsun Hongyu, and said in a calm tone: "So, please, please return the Qingwei Xiao to me, I need to use the Qingwei Xiao to save him!"
"Ancestor, no!"
"Senior, Nangong Yun's strongest ability is the sonic attack. Once he gets the Qingwei Xiao, there will be endless troubles!"
After hearing this, Gongsun Zhengning and Gongmen Tianyu changed their expressions almost at the same time, and subconsciously blurted out to persuade them.
Sikong Yuanlong, You Hongyi and others beside him, although they did not speak, their expressions changed, their expressions were tense, and they were a little frightened.
Although Nangong Yun no longer had the previous strength and arrogance, nor the previous sharpness, her tone became calm, and what she said was reasonable; but whether it was true or false was impossible to determine.
If it is true as Nangong Yun said, the previous things have been overturned and wiped out; for them, using a green-tailed flute to exchange for peace and their safety is naturally the best thing.
But what if what Nangong Yun said is false?
Are you pretending to be suing for peace and trying to take the opportunity to defraud Qingweixiao?
You must know that Nangong Yun, who is a ghost of a soul, is powerful, but not terrible; for Gongsun Hongyu, who has the cultivation of illusion, he is still capable of fighting.
And if this wisp of spiritual soul is combined with the spiritual treasure Qingweixiao, then even the Nine Phases Warrior in the Illusion Realm may not be able to guarantee his own safety.
By then, facing Nangong Yun who has regained control of Qingweixiao, without the ban of the Tiangang Beidou Formation, they may be controlled by sound waves in an instant and become fish on the chopping board, allowing them to be slaughtered!
Therefore, after hearing Nangong Yun's words, several people suddenly became frightened, fearing that Gongsun Hongyu would really agree and hand over Qingweixiao.
In that case, once Nangong Yun goes back on her word, they will be in danger!
However, the worries of several people are obviously unnecessary; as an old guy who has lived for thousands of years, Gongsun Hongyu cherishes his life more and is more afraid of death than anyone present.
How could Gongsun Hongyu not know the things that the seven people could think of and worry about?
"I know."
Gongsun Hongyu glanced at the few people at this moment, nodded slightly, and whispered back, telling them to calm down for a while; then he raised his head, looked at Nangong Yun, and said with a faint smile: "Senior's music cultivation method is as thunderous as ever, so far.
It is also widely spread on the Tianjian Continent."
"It's just that I've only heard of sound waves killing people, but I've never heard that sound waves can bring the dead back to life?"
After hearing this, Nangong Yun seemed to have expected that the other party would reply like this, and immediately smiled lightly and said: "Life and death are the most mysterious things in the world; even an emperor-level warrior dare not say that he has the ability to bring the dead back to life.
How can someone who practices the small path of music have such ability?"
"The reason why I asked for the Qingwei Xiao was not to use sound waves to save people; it was because, thousands of years ago, I regarded the Qingwei Xiao as a magic weapon of my life and cultivated it; after that, this ray of my soul was in the Qingwei Xiao again.
After sleeping for nearly ten thousand years, his soul has long been integrated with Qingwei Xiao."
"Therefore, if I want to sacrifice this ray of my soul, I must first completely extract the power of the soul from Qingwei Xiao!"
"Sacrifice the soul?"
Hearing this, Gongsun Hongyu's pupils suddenly shrank and he said in surprise: "Are you planning to... trade your life for a life?"
"good!"
Nangong Yun nodded unabashedly, with a sad smile on her cold face, and said calmly: "But it's not like exchanging life for life. After all, the real me has actually fallen long ago, and now it's just a remnant.
It’s just a ray of soul.”
"And this remnant soul has been worshiped in Qingwei Xiao for nearly ten thousand years, and has absorbed nearly ten thousand years of incense. Its strength is one-tenth of the original body. Once sacrificed, the energy generated should be enough to
I, the younger generation, have come back from the dead."
"But if that happens, you will completely disappear and cease to exist."
Gongsun Hongyu frowned and asked: "Although you are just a wisp of soul now, as long as you practice well, you can become a weapon spirit in the future and gain eternal life; or you can find a suitable body and be reborn. Now, for a descendant
, are you really willing to give up everything?"
"Is immortality really that good? What about rebirth?"
Hearing this, Nangong Yun grinned, shook her head slightly, and said: "I've lived enough, and I'm done with it. I have nothing to miss about the whole world. Being able to do something for my heirs before I die is a worthy death."
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"What's more, my soul has long been contaminated by Emperor Wushang's demonic power. Not only can I not become a real weapon spirit, but it is also difficult to find a suitable body to take over."
Having said this, Nangong Yun paused slightly, let out a long breath, and seemed to have really let go of something, put aside some obsession, and continued: "Okay, I will tell you everything I can.
Please give me the Qingwei Xiao, and you can leave on your own."
"Ancestor..."
"senior..."
After hearing this, Gongsun Zhengning, Gongmen Tianyu, Sikong Yuanlong and others looked at Gongsun Hongyu again and all spoke.
But as soon as they started speaking, Gongsun Hongyu waved his hand and interrupted, saying in a low voice: "I know what I know!"
After saying this, Gongsun Hongyu raised his head again, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at Nangong Yun, as if he wanted to completely see through the phantom of the soul in front of him, the ancestor of the music cultivator who had disappeared for nearly ten thousand years.
Unfortunately, Nangong Yun still behaved very calmly and calmly in the face of his sharp gaze; for a moment, Gongsun Hongyu gained nothing.
"Feel sorry."
After a long while, Gongsun Hongyu felt the condition of his injuries and the strength of his recovery. Finally, he shook his head slightly and said: "I don't believe you!"
"Then...there's nothing we can do."
Hearing this, Nangong Yun's face did not change. She seemed to have expected it. She just sighed, as if she was regretting something, and said lightly: "I want to save him, but I have to offend him!"
Before she finished speaking, Nangong Yun's plain face suddenly condensed, and the aura around her body suddenly surged.
There was a buzzing sound, the void trembled slightly, the world was filled with sadness, and murderous intent rushed into the sky!
"Everyone, be careful!"
"Spread out quickly!"
Seeing this scene, everyone changed their expressions; Gongsun Zhengning and Gongmen Tianyu both spoke and dispersed on the spot.
The green-tailed flute was snatched by Gongsun Hongyu, and is now under his control.
Gongsun Zhengning, Sikong Yuanlong and others were all seriously injured and temporarily lost their combat effectiveness. They had to rely on Gongsun Hongyu's protection.
Therefore, they naturally could only support Gongsun Hongyu's choice.
What's more, for a few people, handing over Qingweixiao means increasing Nangong Yun's strength and increasing their own crisis.
Therefore, no matter how much Nangong Yun said, they did not dare to bet, let alone bet; from the bottom of their hearts, they were unwilling to let Gongsun Hongyu hand over Qingweixiao.
Therefore, Gongsun Hongyu's choice at this time coincides with their thoughts!
However, if Qingwei Xiao is not handed over, a war will be inevitable.
At this moment, they all lost their fighting power. Facing Nangong Yun's attack, they naturally had no choice but to scatter and dodge, leaving the battlefield to Gongsun Hongyu!
"Take care of yourself, Tianyuan can live without me, but it cannot live without you as the emperor!"
Gongsun Hongyu whispered an order to Gongsun Zhengning, but he was not afraid. He held the green-tailed flute tightly in his left hand and immediately took a step forward. His whole body also surged with majestic power, standing up to Nangong Yun without giving in.
In his opinion, although Nangong Yun without Qingweixiao was powerful, he was not invincible.
What's more, after this short pause, he refined part of Xiang Liu's essence and blood. Not only did he recover a lot from his injuries, but his strength also improved!
"yes!"
Gongsun Zhengning, who was about to retreat, was startled. He immediately came to his senses, nodded heavily, and started to retreat. But as soon as he moved, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned back and looked to the other side.
There, Tao Jingyuan was watching with cold eyes, still standing there, healing his injuries while watching the changes in the field, but without any intention of taking action.
"call..."
Gongsun Zhengning breathed a sigh of relief and said no more. Together with the other lords of the country, he quickly retreated a hundred meters away.
Among the warriors present at this moment, there are three major illusion warriors; according to the real strength evaluation, Nangong Yun is first, Gongsun Hongyu is second, and Tao Jingyuan can only be ranked third.
And because Nangong Yun is just a shadow of his soul and has lost his green-tailed flute, he is at least fifty-fifty equal to Gongsun Hongyu.
Therefore, whichever side Tao Jingyuan chooses at this time will obviously have the upper hand; it can even determine the outcome.
Fortunately, Tao Jingyuan didn't seem to have any intention of intervening. He just focused on healing himself and chose to watch.
In this way, although it is obvious that he wants to reap the benefits, it is actually more beneficial to Gongsun Hongyu.
After all, Gongsun Hongyu, who was also injured, may not be able to match Nangong Yun's remnant soul in terms of his own strength; but at this moment, the addition of Lingbao Qingweixiao is enough to make up for the gap.
It even makes the balance tilt!
"Oh, I wanted to resolve it peacefully, but I had to fight."
Seeing Gongsun Hongyu's neither humble nor arrogant appearance, Nangong Yun smiled faintly and sighed again, but his aura surged again, and the murderous intent was already ready to come out in his eyes.
When Gongsun Hongyu saw this, although he was not afraid, a hint of caution flashed in his eyes. He immediately clenched his right hand into a fist, and as the aura lingered, a layer of gold paint immediately covered the entire fist.
Buddhist Kung Fu!
"No wonder you are so confident. It turns out that you have practiced the magic of Buddhism."
Seeing this scene, Nangong Yun smiled faintly and didn't mind at all; but the murderous intent in her eyes was a little stronger, and she was about to kill with a move of her feet.
“It’s really lively!”
At this moment, a slightly cold voice suddenly sounded, instantly breaking the tense atmosphere.
Nangong Yun's feet suddenly stopped and turned to look.
Gongsun Hongyu, who was about to take the attack, suddenly changed his expression and turned around suddenly.
Tao Jingyuan, Gongsun Zhengning, Sikong Yuanlong, Gongmen Tianyu and others all looked back and followed the sound of the words in unison.
I saw several figures slowly walking out in front of the quaint stone pagoda door.
The leader was a man with a white robe and a childlike face, an ancient sword hanging from his waist, and he came with his head held high and his chest held high.
It was Ye Wushuang!
Behind him, Lin Ruo'er, Chu Yuntian, and a few remaining imperial warriors followed closely; under the gaze of everyone, they walked out of the formation slowly along the path in front of the door, as if taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard.
Finally, he stopped in front of the steps; he formed a tripartite force with Nangong Yun and Gongsun Hongyu!