Even the power of his sword cannot withstand it. If this weak body can withstand the catastrophe, it must be protected by a magic weapon.
In this way, everything can be explained.
When the sword edge full of pupils was about to cut towards Bai Lian's throat...
The corners of Balian's mouth slowly raised, and he calmly said: "If I were you, I would not waste my time getting entangled here, but would rather see as soon as possible what the river of blood that you have worked so hard to get looks like now."
Huang Kang's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words "A River of Blood".
The sword in his hand paused almost subconsciously, and when he met Balian's fearless gaze, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
At this moment, Wen Yu, who was hiding in the controlled demon tide, let out a heart-wrenching cry: "Ah! My blood is flowing in the river!"
Huang Kang looked around and saw that the blood-red river in the mountains, which should have been polluted by the long river of blood, was actually flowing at an extremely terrifying countercurrent speed, with the red water flowing crazily towards the upper reaches of the river.
The river water actually became crystal clear at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Huang Kang's entire face was distorted with anger and fear: "What have you done, you beast!"
Impossible, who is he?
How on earth is this done?!
The river of blood will never be controlled by anyone without recognizing its owner.
How could a small person in the Kaiyuan realm be able to draw the blood of the Demon Sect to him!
Taking advantage of the other person's uneasiness, Balian raised his hand and shook Huang Kang away with a palm, and said lightly with his eyes: "Won't you see what I did?"
Huang Kang gritted his teeth and looked at the other party's faint smile. He knew that there might be a trap ahead, but it was about the river of blood and the lifeblood of the Demon Sect. He could never ignore it!
"Tch! I don't care what means you use, but today you and all the creatures in the mountain realm will not escape death!"
After putting down his harsh words, Huang Kang stopped entangled with Bai Lian. He even had no time to care about Yang Zhao's life and death for a moment. He stepped out with a fierce wind under his feet and rushed upstream of the river.
Wen Yu's complexion changed drastically and she was about to follow him.
Bailian's face suddenly turned cold, but before he could take action, four water blades came through the air at such a speed that no one could react.
With a few chises, it was as easy as peeling tofu, and all of Wen Yu's limbs were peeled away!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
Wen Yu, who had turned into a human pig, fell to the ground, a horrific scream burst out from his mouth, and the severe pain in his body made him twitch on the ground.
Bai Lian turned his eyes to Lin Yuan, and the four water blades just now came from her.
At this moment, Lin Yuan had completely broken open Yang Zhao's chest, and what she took out was a dark stone heart that could not beat. It was pierced by her knife, and the spiritual power in it was greatly lost.
It was obvious that Yang Zhao could no longer be resurrected.
The forest garden stands facing the wind, and the golden robes embroidered with mountains and rivers and tomorrow are fluttering in the wind.
There was no sadness or joy on her face, but her blue eyes were a little moist.
She seemed to be gritting her teeth as she finished the sentence: "Guiyuan's death! Shanfu's fall! The humiliation of his fellow tribesmen! The destruction of Shanjing... all were caused by this man!
I will not kill you, I will let you taste all the cruelties in this world, so that your blood will never be drained out, because I will make your life worse than death. Only in this way... can I wash away your overwhelming hatred.
Sin!"
"No...no...please, let it go...ah hahaha!!! Did you think I would say that?! Idiot!!"
Wen Yu was lying in a pool of blood, like a ferocious demon stained with blood. His heavy injuries caused the spiritual power in his body to drain away rapidly.
But there was still a painful laugh on his face: "Do you think I am the cause of this situation? No! Let me tell you, this is God's will! God's will makes you Kongcang Mountain turn into a ghost prison on earth! God's will makes you lose everything.
Be my stepping stone! God chose me to become one of the Six Rivers!"
Wen Yu's screams turned into arrogant laughter, and she stared at Lin Yuan with a ferocious expression, shouting: "Do you know who I am! Behind me, I represent the entire Langya Demon Sect, and one day I will become
The supreme existence in the human world!
There is only one chance to draw the sword. You killed Yang Zhao but could not kill Huang Kang. He is my most loyal servant. He will definitely retrieve the river of blood for me and then kill you!"
Balian dismissed his violent words as nonsense, walked to Lin Yuan, and took the dark stone shaped like a heart.
He lowered his head and looked at it for a moment and seemed to have discovered something. He put it into the space ring and said to Lin Yuan: "There will be a fierce battle next. Sister Lin Yuan needs to be prepared."
Lin Yuan looked at the tide of demons all over the mountain, then turned and walked towards the river. She was a shark, and as long as there was water, she could exert her full combat power.
She looked heavily and said: "Wen Yu is right. Although I am stronger than Huang Kang, I cannot completely suppress him. Moreover, his black stone heart can continue to be reborn unless it is removed. In addition, the demon-controlling wind chime is even more difficult.
Kongcang Mountain is difficult to defend, shall I cover you and leave this place as soon as possible?"
But Bai Lian grabbed her wrist. Lin Yuan looked back and saw his wry smile: "Are you rather believing what Wen Yu said than me?"
After a slight pause in her tone, Balian looked at her with a very reassuring light in her eyes: "Don't worry about Huang Kang, he will definitely die. Now we only need to consider how to deal with this demonic tide."
"You..." Lin Yuan really couldn't imagine where Bailian got the confidence to think that the trap he set could kill the demon puppet Huang Kang.
"But Sister Lin Yuan is right, it is too easy for Wen Yu to let him die!"
Balian's eyes stabbed at Wen Yu's face, and he threw the Qiushui Sword in his hand far away and inserted it in front of Wen Yu:
"You said that behind you, you represent the entire Demon Sect? Take a good look at your current appearance, right? You look like a dog. I don't think you are of half use value to the Demon Sect."
The mirror-like sword body reflected the face of an old man with white hair.
The hair was withering and falling one by one with Wen Yu's ferocious roar, and the shriveled skin no longer had a trace of moisture.
Coupled with the miserable state of him lying in a pool of blood at this moment, it made him even more terrifying as a ghost.
"No! This is not me! No!" Wen Yu's expression froze, as if her hope was shattered.
Balian said ruthlessly: "No! This is you, you who have reached the end of your life and don't want to go back according to your destiny! You who rely on elixirs to extend your life and illusions to maintain your youthful appearance!"
Lin Yuan's eyes were stunned. This was the first time she saw Balian showing such a cold side.
The color of his eyes switched back and forth between red and black, as weird as two whirlpools that made people feel despair:
"Wen Yu, do you think if you appeared in front of your female apprentice with such a face, would she choose Lin Guiyuan or you?" If you like Long Night Walk, please collect it: (www.sodu777.net) Long Night Walk search and read novels
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