Chapter 129: The Inscription of the Origin of Divine Power!

A look of surprise flashed across His Majesty's eyes.

She couldn't understand the image in the ancient mirror.

Until now, she still doesn't understand how the Blood Lord walked out of the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.

Even if she enters the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, she will become a great demon.

Blood Lord...why did he come out?

At this moment, Ning Tao felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

She couldn't help but think of the blood-red robe she saw outside Wugui City that day.

Coincidence? The scene jumps again.

On Jiupan Mountain, a colorful bird flapped its wings and landed next to a drop of blood.

There was curiosity in the little bird's eyes.

The story also began to continue.

"I'm Canary. Pretty, right? I'm the most beautiful lady in Jiupan Mountain!"

"You round fellow, I'll call you... Blood Pearl."

"If you leave without saying goodbye, I won't go looking for you, and I won't miss you!"

"Blood beads, it's raining..."

If it was the previous scene, it would be like a sad song in the snow in winter.

The picture now is like the drizzle of spring rain, fresh with a hint of melancholy.

"Blood Pearl, you're back!"

"Xuezhuzi, you are amazing. Tell everyone that among the Eighteen Mountains, Canary is the most beautiful woman!"

"He's not a demon, he won't die!"

"I will trust you just for once!"

"How do I enter the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons..."

The girl left the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, and the word "demon" was engraved on her proud and vain face.

"I'm so stupid, I can't even put on makeup properly, I look so ugly..."

"Am I ugly? Why don't you come to see me?"

The picture stops here.

Ning Tao covered her left cheek with her hand, it was very painful there.

Countless memories flooded into her mind like a tide.

Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, endless memories.

There was the whisper of blood beads in the ear, and there was also the cold sword of the blood-red robe.

She remembered.

She... is the most beautiful woman in Jiupan Mountain, Canary.

Xuezhuzi, her most admired childhood sweetheart.

Life after life, reincarnation in an illusion.

She entered the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, watched the blood bead sinking in the illusion, and kept trying to wake it up.

"Blood beads..." Ning Tao covered her face, feeling inexplicably hesitant.

She recalled the tenderness in the eyes of the bloody figure she saw outside Wugui City that day.

"Do you know Canary? She is a very arrogant and conceited girl. I have been looking for her."

At this time, the corner of His Majesty's mouth was smiling. She looked at Ning Tao and asked, "Witch girl, you have remembered all your memories, right? Do you hate the Great Demon now?"

She seemed to care a lot about this.

Ning Tao raised her head and looked at her coldly: "He is not a demon!"

Xuezhuzi said that she is not a demon!

She believes it!

Even in the illusion, she saw herself slaughtering all living things, and she saw him stabbing her with sword after sword.

She also believed that he was not a big devil.

Everyone said he was a great devil, but Canary knew that he was just her childhood sweetheart, he was not just anyone.

"Haha, another person who deceives himself and others." Shang Yanran smiled, then looked at Bai Ze, "You and I are husband and wife, and they are my junior brothers and sisters. I am willing to let them go, but... the witch, I have to kill her, or... take her away."

Shang Yanran exuded a terrifying aura, which was enough to move the Great Supreme.

The seven strong men behind her also took a step forward and pressed towards Bai Ze.

"This time... no one can save you, witch." Shang Yanran's eyes flashed coldly, "Only by dealing with the witch and the great demon can this world be truly peaceful.

Bai Ze...Do you really want to stop me?

Can you stop me?

Or, you are disregarding the lives of the people of the world for your own selfish interests."

Shang Yanran exuded a terrifying aura.

The witch must be taken away.

In the past, she thought that the Blood Lord was dead, and she simply let the Thirteen Northern Demons go and treated them as pawns.

But some time ago, her clone sensed a trace of the Blood Lord's aura in the human world.

The canary, then, must be in her hands.

In this life, the person she coveted the most was Bai Ze, and now, there was another Blood Lord.

Bai Ze looked at Shang Yanran, his eyes hesitated for a moment, and then said: "She is not a witch, even if she is... that was the last reincarnation.

If you want to take her away, you have to ask me first!"

"No matter who comes today... they can't stop me!" Shang Yanran's face became ferocious.

Whoever comes today, she will take the canary away!

Baidi is lonely.

Shang Yanran is right.

He couldn't stop it at all.

Shang Yanran's clone, plus the seven strong men, can easily take Ning Tao away.

Even if the mentor came, he probably wouldn't be able to stop Shang Yanran.

This matter... has become an unsolvable situation.

…

In the underground palace.

Qi Yuan closed his eyes, trying to comprehend the origin of his magical powers.

Ten years passed.

His understanding was deeper, but he was never able to truly engrave it, and the Great Forgetfulness Heart Sutra was unable to reach the subtle level.

"Forget...what did I forget?"

He thought hard but to no avail.

Suddenly, intermittent sounds rang in my ears.

"Blood beads..."

"Blood beads..."

The voice was miserable, with a hint of helplessness.

Qi Yuan's heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if he saw Canary's face covered with tear marks, her eyes red, her head raised stubbornly, looking at him helplessly.

Countless images flooded into his mind like a tidal wave.

He saw that he was trapped in the cycle of the great devil, slaughtering people according to the great devil's trajectory.

He saw him walking in the desert in a blood-red robe, with a figure whose face could not be seen chasing him from behind, and he was pierced by a sword.

He saw that he was tied to a stone pillar and was being burned by fire. It was that figure who rushed over without hesitation and endured the endless pain with him.

He saw the figure holding him, and without any hesitation, he jumped and fell into the rolling lava.

He saw that he stabbed that figure time and time again, but that figure still did not turn back. In every life, it came to find him and to accompany him. It was his enemy all over the world.

In the illusion, that figure really existed and was not his delusion.

He understood that the figure was Canary.

"Canary..."

Endless illusions, like reincarnation again and again.

Those... are illusions, the life of the great devil.

Originally, when he entered the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, he experienced the life of a great demon.

Canary breaks in and tries to wake him up.

"I remember now."

All the pictures turned into endless emotions.

There was a hint of pity in Qi Yuan's eyes.

There is also a hint of irritability.

I was even more eager to see Canary.

"After she and I fell into the illusion together... where is she?"

Countless emotions burst out of Qi Yuan's body.

The inner demon of the ruler of the virtual world seemed to be bursting out and could not be controlled.

When Qi Yuan recalled everything that had happened in the Gate of Ten Thousand Shus, the Great Forgetfulness Heart Sutra also completely entered the subtle level at this moment.

Qi Yuan felt mixed emotions, including strong self-blame and pity.

He calmed himself down.

"Why do I hear the sound of a canary..."

He heard the canary's voice and recalled all his memories.

Why did he hear it? This is important.

After entering the foundation-building stage, Qi Yuan could hear some strange sounds.

Before entering the game, he heard Ning Tao's voice.

Where is the source of the sound? Where is Canary? Who is she now?

Suddenly, a voice with a tone of grievance and crying fell into his ears again.

"Am I ugly? Why don't you come to see me?"

The canary's voice fell into his ears like a bolt from the blue.

Qi Yuan suddenly remembered.

When he was at the Seven-Colored Peak, he heard Ning Tao whisper in his dream: "Am I really ugly? Why don't you come to see me?"

He had heard such dream talking more than once.

At that time, he always treated these as a joke and even laughed at Ning Tao, saying that as the supreme being, he was still talking in his sleep.

During the Wanli Battle Royale, Ning Tao fought with the Great Supreme with a blood ball.

As night fell, she curled up like a kitten, with Qi Yuan guarding her side.

He had also heard Ning Tao's crying talk in her sleep.

I understand! I completely understand! Ning Tao is the canary.

The word "demon" is engraved on Ning Tao's face.

The Thirteen Demons of the North are annoying to both God and man.

In the eyes of the world, she is like an ugly monster.

The canary, which loved beauty so much, became a "monster" despised by the world. Everyone hated her and regarded her as the ugliest monster.

How could she bear this pain?

How could she bear his sword after sword in the illusion?

At that time, he was affected by the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons and fell into the life trajectory of the great demon, slaughtering people like the great demon.

Unlike the big devil, there is always someone waiting for him.

"Canary... Ning Tao..."

A majestic aura swept over his body, and the entire sky of Wugui City turned blood red at this moment.

Qi Yuan has found the way to engrave the inner demon of the master of the virtual world.

Inside the barrier, Baidi's clone was imprisoned by Shang Yanran.

The seven most powerful ones also walked towards the Thirteen Demons of the North, until they reached Ning Tao.

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Shang Yanran smiled: "In the past, the Blood Lord protected you, but today... who can protect you?"

Ning Tao looked at Shang Yanran with murderous intent in his eyes.

At this moment, a hoarse voice filled with endless self-blame sounded.

"Canary, I'm late."

"I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you."

The chain that Canary was holding tightly in her hand was trembling at this moment.

All kinds of horrific auras emanated from that bloody ball of flesh.

When Shang Yanran saw the ball of blood, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes: "Blood Master? No, you are a drop of blood of the Blood Master!"

In the past, when the Blood Lord entered the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, he cut off his own arm and left it with the Canary.

Later, the Blood Lord fell in the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, and only a drop of blood flew out.

The blood ball in front of you is the drop of blood of the Blood Master!

Ning Tao's thin figure trembled at this moment. She tightly grasped the chain and glanced at the bloody ball of flesh. That glance seemed to cover a huge multitude of changes, as if it lasted for ten thousand years.

She finally saw again the person who had been in her mind for so many years.

The bloody flesh ball also condensed into a bloody robed figure at this moment.

"Blood Bead!" She hugged the blood-colored robe tightly.

Just like when the fire spread, she hugged him without hesitation and died in the sea of ​​fire together.

Shang Yanran had a hint of a smile on her lips: "It's really touching, Great Demon... you finally showed up."

Qi Yuan, in a blood-red robe, looked at Shang Yanran with a hint of coldness on his face: "Today, you must die!"

Shang Yanran's smile widened when she heard this: "Let alone a drop of your blood, even if you, the Blood Lord, come in person, you may not be a match for my clone.

Besides, can your true self come here now?"

Canary held onto Qi Yuan's arm tightly.

Bai Di looked at Qi Yuan with excitement in his eyes. He had never thought that he would meet his mentor at this moment: "Master, don't come here unless you are in the sixth realm! Shang Yanran has obtained the Slate of Destiny, she is no longer herself!"

Shang Yanran smiled brightly.

Just a drop of blood, even the Supreme cannot hurt it.

Why should he take Ning Tao away from her?

"Great Demon, I took the canary away today. If you want to see her true form, come to the Ten Thousand Demons Palace to find me!"

Qi Yuan's expression was extremely calm, and his previous endless self-blame and guilt turned into surging murderous intent.

"One drop of blood can kill you!"

Following Qi Yuan's voice, horrific changes occurred on the figure condensed from this drop of his blood.

Blood of the soul!

The blood of the soul that fell from Taixu was used by Qi Yuan at this moment.

The soul blood obtained from the black chicken demon can be parasitized in the treasure.

Condense that treasure into a spiritual weapon.

What kind of treasure is as precious as a drop of his blood?

This is a drop of blood that builds the foundation of Heaven!

At this moment, Qi Yuan condensed himself into a spiritual weapon.

The blood of the soul fell, and Qi Yuan's blood underwent tremendous changes.

He glanced at Canary: "Wait for me!"

After becoming a divine soul weapon, he could no longer consciously descend here.

The figure in the blood-red robe kept changing.

Engraved!

In the city of no return.

Qi Yuan shouted loudly.

He finally understood why he couldn't engrave his original magical power.

In the illusion, he cut off an arm and forgot the consciousness imposed on him by the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, that consciousness was that he was a great demon.

That arm turned into a drop of blood.

That drop of blood is the endless evil, the great evil, the root of all evil.

That drop of blood is truly worthy of the original magical power of the inner demon that dominates the virtual world.

He wanted to engrave this magical power on that spiritual weapon!

Inside the barrier, the blood-red robe had disappeared.

There was a deep reluctance in Ning Tao's eyes.

The figure in the blood-red robe turned into a blood-red enchanting sword at this moment.

Shang Yanran's eyes revealed a greedy look: "Transforming oneself into a spiritual instrument, what a wonderful method.

If this sword was wielded by an ordinary Supreme, it could even injure a Great Supreme! Unfortunately, this sword can only be considered exquisite. Not to mention killing me, it can't even injure me!"

Following Shang Yanran's words, another strange change occurred on the blood-red sword.

Greed, lust, arrogance...

Various auras emanated from this sword.

Everyone in the entire barrier, including Baidi, felt a little uneasy.

They looked at the blood-red sword, and for the first time, a look of surprise appeared in their eyes.

“Original magical power!” Shang Yanran’s eyes widened. “You actually engraved the original magical power on a sword. You… you are really… willing to do that!”

The original magical power is engraved on the soul weapon, which is unheard of.

But Shang Yanran knew that this could be done.

“Blood Lord, hahaha…your move is indeed beyond my expectation.

However, the original magical power was engraved on a spiritual weapon.

Your original body... is useless! Without the original magical power, your original body, even an ordinary supreme being can kill you!" Shang laughed.

I have an even lower opinion of the Blood Lord in my heart.

Any practitioner who is easily carried away by the world will never achieve anything great.

"I'm here to see how strong your original magical power is!"

Even facing the Blood Lord's original magical power, Shang Yanran was not afraid at all!

After all, her realm has reached the limit of this world.

If you push further...something bad will happen.

All her plans will come to nothing.

Ning Tao held the blood-red sword, and her figure rose taller at this moment.

Holding the sword, she felt a blood connection.

"This sword is called the Heart Demon Attraction of the Lord of the Void Realm!"

Ning Tao walked forward, like a peerless female swordsman.

After so many years, she can finally... fight alongside Blood Pearl.

"die!"

With one strike of the sword, endless blood and energy spread out, filling the entire barrier.

Greed, arrogance, gluttony...all kinds of emotions arise.

The seven strong men finally showed moved expressions on their faces.

Shang Yanran's eyes revealed an incredible look: "Inner demon? Big demon? How is that possible!"

How could he be a real demon! Such an original magical power could not be condensed at all.

Only the great devil, who was once a Buddha, can condense it.

Because all the evil in the world are the origin of the great devil.

What's going on?

Shang Yanran showed a look of surprise in her eyes, and then she chuckled.

Is it really a big demon? That would be even more interesting!

As the sword came out, the seven strong men behind Shang Yanran became like fragile porcelain dolls. Just one look at the sword and cracks appeared on their bodies.

They kept howling and crying, as if they had fallen into the hellish realm.

The seven most powerful men couldn't catch even one sword.

A snow-white demon also crawled out from Shang Yanran's back.

That monster was different from everyone else.

There was no fear in her eyes, instead she smiled and said, “Blood Lord, you are better this time, so I will give you this clone.

But, you who have lost your original magical power, what do you have to fear? I will wait for you in the Gate of Ten Thousand Monsters!

If you don't come in quickly, the canary... will fall into my hands."

Following her voice, Shang Yanran killed this body with a palm strike.

After all, if the sword continued to strike, it would be enough to injure her real body through her clone.

Shang Yanran's clone disappeared at this moment.

The seven warriors were struck by this sword, their inner demons shattered and they died.

With just one simple sword strike, eight powerful men were killed.

The Thirteen Northern Demons looked at each other in bewilderment.

What happened today was really beyond their expectations.

At this time, Bai Di looked at the blood-red sword with shock and a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Such a sword would stir up endless inner demons.

Is my mentor really a demon? If so...

He didn't know how to face it.

Ning Tao's little hand tightly grasped the long sword, and she forced a smile on her pale face: "Blood beads... everything in the illusion is fake."

All the pain is caused by the curse of all demons after entering the Gate of All Demons.

It was nothing but illusion for Xuezhuzi to draw his sword and kill.

(End of this chapter)