"Really?" Bailian summoned a glazed umbrella with one hand, opened the umbrella, and a burst of spiritual power came out, collecting all the red cherry blossoms and lotus sand in the umbrella.
His eyes were cold and his words were indifferent: "With your distracted mind, I'm afraid you won't be able to complete your task today."
"What are you doing?!" Ying Xiu asked sharply.
Balian ignored his question and looked at the purple-robed man intently.
The purple-robed man's mysterious eyes glanced at the piccolo in Bilian's hand, and then he smiled and said: "So that's it, there is actually a second Yin Jade hidden in the world. The Yin Jade has the ability to capture ghosts' hearts, search for their souls, and remember them.
You must have used this jade to capture some of his memories when you were fighting against a fool like me. It was interesting and interesting... In this way, I can't help you anymore."
After saying that, he glanced at Meng Zifei meaningfully, then sighed and shook his head.
Meng Zifei's expression tightened, and he no longer looked as gentle and calm as usual.
Balian glanced at Meng Zifei calmly, as if he had realized something. He soon looked back and said calmly: "I think it's better to leave your Excellency distracted for now and take your time to interrogate him."
Although most people in the venue were dissatisfied with Bai Lian's move to rescue He Sha.
But now even the Second River of the Demon Sect has appeared in Ghost Mountain. The people of the Demon Sect are the same as the common goal of the righteous path in the world. Even if they have different minds, they have to work together for a while and temporarily point the finger at the Second River.
The name of the Six Rivers in the Demon Realm is nothing less than one of the most terrifying nightmares in the past thousands of years.
"That's such a strong tone. I want to see how you plan to keep me here." The man in purple robe was calm and calm, and he was not angry.
The broad purple robe rustled and trembled, and four white bones shook out from under his feet. The bones looked like some special magical tools, and the bones were engraved with several shallow lines.
Bones were inserted into the ground, arrayed in all directions, and a green barrier suddenly appeared on the ground, isolating everyone.
Balian stared at the bones on the ground, touched the piccolo, and said nothing.
The purple-robed man who noticed his gaze smiled, pointed at the bones on the ground and said, "The owner of this thing should be considered half an acquaintance of yours. What's his name...?"
He scratched his hair, seemingly troubled.
Bai Lian withdrew his eyes from the four white bones and said calmly: "Qi Yang."
Erhe clapped his hands and said with a smile: "That's the name. This person has a low level of cultivation, but his desire to survive is really amazing. He lost both legs and was able to crawl home despite losing a lot of blood."
In a desperate situation, with this vine-like desire to survive, he will cling to whatever nutrients he can get to keep him alive, whether it is water or blood."
As the words fell, the lines on the four white bones lit up, and vines as thin as spider silk grew out of the lines, densely covered with Yuguilang's blood, and penetrated into his wounds.
"Ah!!!" Youguilang screamed, and all his yin energy was being absorbed by the four white bones crazily.
The faces of everyone present became very ugly. They had never seen such a weird and cruel method.
The people of the Demon Sect are indeed extremely evil.
Bai Lian raised his flute and played, but found that the square bone array was motionless and difficult to break.
And Ying Xiu also led everyone to use various means to break through the formation. For a time, the magical weapons and spiritual weapons glowed with aura, and Taoist secrets emerged one after another. However, the four white bones were like four majestic mountains, sitting firmly on the ground.
The earth has never wavered.
"Poor, so pitiful..." Erhe knelt down and touched Yougui Lang's head caressingly. The cold skull mask revealed a sinister aura. He said slowly: "You are my most beloved disciple.
Why is it so out of place?"
You Gui Lang raised his head, his whole body was covered with the terrifying vines, his fierce, hateful, and deep... all these negative emotions were shrouded in his blood-red eyes.
She looked like she wanted to eat his blood and his bones: "If... turning me into what I am now is Chang Huijun's way of loving his disciple, I would rather not do it!"
Erhe sighed and said: "I don't have time to reminisce with you. Opening the door to the three realms is your only way to survive."
"You think I'm stupid!" Youguilang laughed in a low voice: "You demons have already found a suitable candidate for the Fourth River. You gave up on me long ago. It's just because I have the fragment of the key to open the door that you stayed.
Until now, if I haven’t really opened the Three Realms to allow you to rescue the Demon King, how could there be any place for me in this huge world?”
He endured the pain of sucking the Yin source and smiled wildly: "Chang Hui, do you really think that I am still the fool who was fooled by you? I am the only one who can open the door. You don't dare to kill me, as long as I
If I don't open the door to the three realms for one day, you will keep me for one more day.
Hahaha! What a precious life I, You Guilang, have. The great demon lord that you serve with pride is in my hands! Hahaha! You want me to do something for you? Yes, Master! Kneel down and beg me.
!Kowtow to me, lick my shoes, and I will help you!!!”
Listening to You Gui Lang's crazy words, even Bailian couldn't help but be shocked.
The purpose of this action of the demon clan is actually the leader of the demon clan?!
And that demon king was actually sealed in the three realms of Ghost Mountain.
So what happened to the new master of the demon world now?
Yuukiro's words really exposed too many secrets of the demons. Nitika stopped talking. The palm that was touching his head pressed hard, and with a click, he twisted his head into a terrifying position with the top of his head down and his chin up.
In appearance, Yuukiro's neck is twisted like a twist, and the joints of his neck are irregularly bulging, which makes people's scalp numb.
Yuukiro was not dead yet. His eyeballs were so painful that they burst with blood, and blood foam kept pouring out of his mouth. He could only make a broken and hoarse sound of "uh...uh", and he looked extremely miserable.
The metal skull mask looked like the expression of Erhe welded to death. It was cold, wooden and ruthless, but the movements in his hands were very gentle and loving.
He wiped the blood foam coming from the corners of Youguilang's lips and sighed: "If you don't learn to respect your teacher, being a teacher will make you suffer. But if you open the door, Master won't care about you so much.
"
His tone and calmness remained unchanged, but Balian could hear the mania and impatience hidden in his tone, as if he was about to do something very terrible at the next moment.
I saw him slowly leaning down and whispering in the ear of Youguilang's twisted head: "If you don't obey, then I will have to take everything away from you again, Fengqing..."
That cry of seal of affection really evoked sincere affection, and the love was beyond words, but it forced You Guilang's entire face to look horrified and ferocious.
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
"Yougui Lang." At this time, Bailian suddenly said, holding the glazed umbrella in his hand, with two graceful red shadows in the thin umbrella surface.
His voice was extremely clear, as if it had some power to penetrate people's hearts: "You have nothing, your body is gone, your life is gone, and the umbrella is in my hand, how can he snatch it from your hand?" I like growing up.
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