The rusty smell quickly filled the room, and the blood was dyed dark red by the black and gray devil's breath.

Zhou Yimei used all her strength in the swords, and the sword energy condensed and pierced into the blood and bone marrow, exploding with a bang, like a thousand strands of cold wind raging, each strand brought unbearable pain.

Xie Yu didn't know whether it was because of pain or regret, his eyes gradually dyed unnatural blood red, and were wet with tears, as if the liquid swirling in his eye sockets was drops of blood.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He kept whispering, taking a step forward and trying to get closer to her: "I really didn't know, I thought you didn't want me anymore, I've always loved you, please forgive me, okay? You must still love me, you love me, right?"

Zhou Yimei stepped back, although she didn't answer, the expression on her face showed her thoughts clearly.

She clearly wanted to say: Stupid, speak human language.

Bai Ye touched his chin and sighed, his eyes almost falling into the mirror: "Ms. Zhou is so cruel! How can she be so cruel and charming? I admire her!"

Ning Ning also felt happy: "This is the normal direction of the story! Xie Yu did so much evil, how could Miss Zhou fall in love with him again? What's the use of regretting now? Judging from the things he did, this person has been rotten to the core."

She froze and fixed her eyes on the mirror: "Strange... Do you think Xie Yu looks a little strange?"

Yonggui responded: "Hmm."

——The demonic energy around Xie Yu was more intense than before.

The demons were entrenched in Chongling Town, and there was a faint black air everywhere.

The black air was like a thin mist, not very conspicuous, but from the moment Zhou Yimei drew her sword to this moment, the shadow around Xie Yu became heavier and heavier, and it was as strong as a physical entity.

"Not good."

Meng Ju said slowly: "The inner demon grows, the demonic energy surges... Do you still remember the fire that burned down the entire Chongling?"

Ning Ning's eyelids jumped.

Zhou Yimei was undoubtedly a knot in Xie Yu's heart forever. Now that the truth of the past was revealed one by one, when he knew what kind of irreparable mistakes he had made, it would definitely lead to the spread of the inner demon.

Once the inner demon grows, under the extreme collapse...

it will also confuse his mind, causing his demonic energy to surge, and turn him into a monster who only knows how to kill.

Bai Ye exclaimed in surprise: "Not good! Miss Zhou——"

In the round mirror, a dark aura suddenly appeared.

The handsome young man who was originally crying and repenting had bloodshot eyes, and his forehead and neck were full of obvious blue veins.

The black mist was as violent as a physical body, and it rushed straight to Zhou Yimei's face before she could react!

Zhou Yimei was so smart that she frowned and moved away, and at the same time swung her sword and chopped it. Under the brilliant white light, the devilish energy exploded and shattered.

Xie Yu was unaware of this, and stared at her with lifeless eyes. The devilish energy condensed, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

The Zhou family has inherited the sword from generation to generation, so the secret book that Zhou Yimei gave him that year was probably an extremely precious sword manual.

In the end, these killing moves were used on herself.

Sword energy mixed with demonic aura swept over, and Zhou Yimei's eyes were full of determination to die.

She came here for revenge today, and she didn't want to go out alive at all.

- Although most of the guards and maids in Zhou's mansion were knocked unconscious by her, ensuring that no one would disturb them in a short time, there were still some demon soldiers stationed in Chongling. When they noticed something was happening, they would definitely set up a net to hunt her down.

No matter what, as long as she could die with Xie Yu, she would be satisfied.

But she never expected that Xie Yu would have such a strong inner demon erupt at this time.

With her tortured and fragile body, it would be difficult for her to defeat him...

Zhou Yimei gritted her teeth and clenched the hilt of the sword.

Xie Yu lost his mind and swung the sword randomly. The devil energy exploded in the air one after another, causing flames to shoot out. With a long roar, it burned the whole house like a dragon.

A sword wind swooped over. Zhou Yimei was about to counterattack, but suddenly she noticed another swift sword energy attacking her side, splitting Xie Yu's attack with force.

She turned around in shock and saw the figures of Ning Ning and others.

"Don't be afraid, Miss Zhou. We are disciples of the immortal sect, and we are here to eliminate demons!"

Several talismans appeared beside Bai Ye. While concentrating on suppressing the wind, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Everything I said before was a lie. Master He of Liuming Mountain is wise and powerful, and the best in the world!"

He Xiaochen outside the mirror coughed lightly.

Meng Jue remained calm and focused on the long sword: "I am not envious. Master is much better than me. He is as independent as a lone pine and as powerful as a jade mountain about to collapse."

"I want to repent. I made up all the stories about me and Zhenxiao Sword Master!"

Ning Ning also tried her best to save the situation and fight for the last chance of survival after leaving the Demon Refining Tower:

"Uncle Master, although I rarely praise you, it is only because I don't want my vulgar words to tarnish your noble sword spirit! Even if I die and am nailed in the coffin, I will shout in the grave with this rotten vocal cord: Zhenxiao Sword Master's swordsmanship is unparalleled!" This woman is so good at flattering!

Bai Ye stared at her with horror. Sect Leader He must be furious because of what he said before. If he is outdone by Zhen Xiao Jian Zun at this moment, he will be finished!

"Sect Leader He is really selfish. Every time he shows up, he doesn't care how many people can't sleep; how many people suffer from lovesickness; how many people suffer from the torture of unrequited love, he never cares!"

Bai Ye's hand flashed with fire, and it attacked Xie Yu's back, but was dispersed by a sword.

"Remember that Sect Leader He once raised a little rabbit, but it died of diarrhea due to eating weeds. When I saw you holding it with sorrow in your eyes, there was only one thought in my mind-"

He beat it while shouting with deep affection: "I wish it was me who died instead of it!"

This time even Meng Ju looked at him in surprise.

Cruel, too cruel.

How can this be compared? The king of licking kings, who flatters others but hurts himself, no one can lick him better!

A good battle was forced to become a scene of flattery, and the elders outside the Xuanjing burst into laughter.

He Xiaochen looked at the distant mountains and touched his non-existent long beard: "Stir-fried or deep-fried?"

"Don't be angry with the little disciples, let them be decent."

Zhenxiao replied, "Steam them."

Tianxianzi nodded.

Less oil and salt, not throwing them into the pan to fry, it is indeed decent.

Ningning didn't know the conversation between the three people, and was quite satisfied with her own flattery. When she praised Zhenxiao to the sky, she did not relax the siege of Xie Yu.

She consumed a lot of energy to deal with the shadow demon, and she has not yet fully recovered, so she can only make up the numbers on the periphery. The main force of the group is Zhou Yimei, Pei Ji, Meng Ju and Bai Ye.

——The rap of Master Yonggui is a mental attack, which has little effect on Xie Yu who is like a mad dog, and can only serve as an auxiliary.

The five elements technique and the sword light overlapped and flickered. No matter how high Xie Yu

's cultivation was, his mind was in chaos and he had no logic. He was inevitably at a disadvantage under the joint attack of everyone. The devil flames exploded layer by layer because of his anger, the flames surged, and the howling sounded. Ning Ning knew that the situation was already decided.

Or, whether facing them or Zhou Yimei, Xie Yu's defeat was a suspense from the beginning.

"Since Xie Yu was finally imprisoned in the Demon Refining Tower..."

Before she came, she asked Meng Zhu, "Then in the real history, even if no one else helped, Zhou Yimei still defeated him in the end, right?"

"Yeah."

Meng Jue replied lazily, and smiled and curled his eyes: "I heard that she realized the Thousand Swords through a life-and-death battle, and her cultivation level rose rapidly, from the Yuan Infant stage to the God Transformation stage, and killed thousands of evil demons - it should be this day."

Bai Ye breathed a sigh of relief: "Otherwise, how could she become the youngest elder in the history of the Wanjian Sect... Xie Yu probably never thought that he had provoked a cultivation monster."

Yes, even without their help, Zhou Yimei would still succeed. The only variable was whether Xie Yu could save his life.

- Even though she had been humiliated for many days, even though she was alone and weak, facing the crazy enemy, she relied on the long sword and finally killed him.

Therefore, when Meng Ju mentioned her in the backyard, he smiled mysteriously and said, "You will never think that Miss Zhou... is the future Elder Jinghe of Wanjian Sect."

Jinghe.

In today's world, there are only a handful of sword cultivators who hold swords with their left hands. The most famous one is a female cultivator named "Jinghe" in Wanjian Sect.

It is said that her origin is unknown. She suddenly appeared in the battle between immortals and demons, and then made great military achievements.

The lady in white, with outstanding grace, rarely interacts with outsiders because of her quiet temperament. Like He Zhizhou's master, she stays in the mountains all year round to exorcise demons, and most of the disciples have never seen her true face.

Zhou Yimei truly avenged herself. When Xie Yu wasted his life in the Demon Refining Tower and suffered all kinds of torture, she became famous with a sword and proved her own way.

At that time, the flames were blazing and lightning was floating in the air. The female slender's long sword was stained with blood. She stood between blood and fire, and her brows were murderous like ice.

Seeing Pei Ji's long sword sinking into Xie Yu's heart, Ning Ning suddenly thought:

How great it would be if I could see the scene at that time with my own eyes.

The long sword pierced into the bones, and the monster roared wildly.

Pei Ji's eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, and there was no spirit in his dark pupils, only the faint flames surging and raging.

The young man standing in front of him looked stunned, and the hostility in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he regained some clarity.

In those red eyes, there was pain and slight anger, but also relief and liberation.

Pei Ji looked into his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, but finally said nothing. Then there

was a click.

Just as Ning Ning guessed, Xie Yu in the illusion was seriously injured and died, his obsession was broken, and the Buddha Realm also came to an end.

Everything here is an illusion created by obsession, and what he will face next is the real sixty-second floor.

And the Demon Lord Xie Yu who has been trapped in the Demon Refining Tower for decades.

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Ning Ning opened her eyes and saw a dark and endless sky.

It was hard to tell whether it was morning or evening here. The sky was dim and sometimes bright and sometimes dark. When she got up from the ground, she smelled a faint smell of blood.

The real 62nd floor did not have the clear blue dome like Chongling, nor the lush green forests.

Although it looked like a mountain, it was filled with extremely dense demonic energy. The trees were all withered and looked like crawling human remains.

The ground was full of sand and monster remains, and Ningning's back was a little painful.

They had mistakenly entered an illusion before, and now they should have been scattered everywhere. She was not strong enough in spiritual power, which was very disadvantageous in this situation. If she suddenly encountered something -

before this thought came to her mind, Ningning heard a low beast howl.

Following the sound, she looked in the direction of the sound.

There was a demonized wild boar three times her size, which should be at the level of Jindan.

The secret realms of the protagonists: chance, magic weapon, secret book, and luck in love.

The secret realm of the vicious female supporting role: being injured, escaping, being slapped in the face, and Murphy's Theorem.

The vicious female supporting role has no halo, Ning Ning turned around silently.

Of the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best strategy, run!

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Bai Ye walked alone in the mountains, looking up from time to time.

This ghost place was colorfully dark, and everywhere was filled with the smell of blood and the lingering demonic breath. He didn't even want to breathe, and only wanted to find the real Xie Yu as soon as possible, and leave the sixty-second floor after getting rid of him.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears: "Daoyou Bai Ye...Daoyou Bai Ye!"

The voice was so hazy that he almost suspected it was an illusion created by the mountain monsters. However, when he took a closer look, he immediately took a breath of cold air -

on the gray-black cliff, there was actually a big head that kept shining!

Looking carefully, it turned out that it was not a big head, but Yonggui who was curled up in the hole of the cliff.

As everyone knows, in the Demon Refining Tower, everyone will be randomly teleported to any place in the trial site.

The definition of this "anywhere" is very ambiguous. There are high mountain cliffs, streams and lakes, and Yonggui's situation at this time...

He was directly teleported to a small sunken hole in the cliff, unable to move.

The hole was no more than half the size of a person and was hidden by a bush of dead trees.

The little monk's limbs were twisted into a pitiful ball, with only his round bald head squeezed outside. When he opened his mouth and tried to breathe, he looked like sardines in a can.

Seeing Bai Ye's shock, Yonggui chuckled softly and said, "Buddhism is an attitude, and we never care about external things. Today, the clusters of demon trees remind me of my master." He seemed to be interested, and he looked away, and continued to talk by himself, "Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and in the mountain there was a temple. In the temple there was an old monk, who looked really handsome. He was handsome but he didn't fight for spring, but only announced the arrival of spring. When the trees and fields were lush, he smiled in the bushes."

Yonggui smiled as he spoke, and the upward arc spread out from the corners of his mouth. With his body that seemed to have been thrown into a washing machine, he looked a little weird.

Bai Ye's face was ashen, and he couldn't hide the shock he had received.

The vast sky and the vast earth, when he heard these words, the only thing in his mind was a temple standing in the green shade, and a breeze blew by, and suddenly a bald old man with wrinkles on his face emerged from the lush greenery.

But the old man was not content, and he poked his head around like a mole, occasionally grinning, and the spring flowers and wrinkles opened together, and the bald head was bright and shining, and so cute that his eyes, mind and even soul were cleansed in an instant.

Horrible.

When they made up the grudges between the master and the disciple, they should have let the monk Yonggui show one or two tricks, which guaranteed that Xie Yu would be scared to death, never dare to believe in love again, and become a monk from then on.

A serious question came to his mind: What exactly is Fanyin Temple?

"Oh my God, she is so pretty that she doesn't compete for the spring. I already have that picture in my mind."

Tianxianzi laughed and shouted, "Master Jiru! Your good disciple has mentioned you in his eternal death!"

He turned his head while speaking, and easily saw a monk standing in the crowd.

The monk was neither old nor pretty. He had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a strong outline. His dark eyes were as clear as water. A beam of golden light slowly spread from his head, illuminating his bronze skin.

Then Lin Qian's voice came to his ears: "Wow, Master Jiru's head turned red! Great!"

Qu Feiqing was also amazed: "It turned green in an instant! Master Jiru can use the Great Light Mantra so skillfully, he is worthy of being the strongest in Fanyin Temple."

Other elders of Fanyin Temple added: "Last time when we were chanting scriptures, it suddenly rained at night and the lights went out. Thanks to Brother Jiru who performed a hanging trick and floated upside down in the middle of the crowd, so that he could use the Great Light Mantra to bring out some bright light."

Jiru laughed loudly, with his delicate eyebrows curved: "Thank you, thank you."

Tianxianzi tried hard to imagine the scene at that time.

Thousands of monks chanted late at night. From a distance, one could only see a bright head hanging in the sky, smiling, with Buddha light constantly overflowing from the top of the head.

The degree to which the children next door could be scared to tears, the devil cult could be set off as fresh and unworldly as a white lotus.

The Great Light Mantra, a secret method of Buddhism, was used by Ji Ru as a neon light for lighting, with red, orange, yellow and green, so colorful. The elders' base was reduced to a night club, which made Tian Xianzi squint his eyes.

A very serious question came to his mind: What exactly is Fanyin Temple?

As for the Demon Refining Tower, Yonggui looked really pitiful. Bai Ye cried as he watched, tears flowing from the corners of his mouth: "Don't panic, fellow Daoist, hahaha, I'll help you break the stone wall hehe."

He said and took a step forward, reciting the formula in his heart, but before he could exert any strength, he suddenly heard a scream not far away: "Get out of the way! Bai Ye! Fellow Daoist Bai!"

It was Ningning's voice.

Yonggui was stuck on the rock wall and couldn't move, so he could only see a small corner of the scene in front of him.

He saw Ningning passing by.

There was also a huge black shadow running fast, like a cow or a wild boar.

It only takes a short moment for a startled change.

Bai Ye's expression remained forever at this moment, with fear, despair, and facial features enlarged to twice their original size.

——But in a split second, Bai Ye was so fast that he was twisted and blurred, like a soaring monkey, and was directly pushed into the distant air by the running black shadow!

His speed was so fast that even though he was gone, he could still leave a blurry afterimage, still preserving his voice and smile before taking off.

So innocent, his lips were slightly pursed, and he cried silently: "No——"

Yonggui couldn't help crying, and cried just as loudly: "Hahaha goose goose hey." What

he didn't notice was that due to the sudden change in the trajectory of the force, the spell held in the hands of the young talisman cultivator suddenly deviated.

It was right above his head.

Ning Ning finally got rid of the pursuit. When she saw Bai Ye's disappearing figure, she took a breath of cool air. Before she could save him, she suddenly heard a puffing sound.

She turned her head in confusion, her eyes filled with shock.

——The dark cliff in the distance actually spurted out a lot of blood!

This was not the most incredible thing.

What shocked Ning Ning was that after the blood spurted out, the rocks shattered, and a familiar figure jumped out from the cracks in the rocks.

Yonggui with blood all over his face, Yonggui twitching like a dead fish, Yonggui emitting holy light like a baby...

He was born from a stone just like Sun Wukong!

Does this scene conform to the most basic physiological common sense? Shouldn't all monks in the world of cultivation be born alive? She has never heard of anything special about Yonggui?

Ningning's brain froze, and an incredible guess emerged from the bottom of her heart.

Perhaps at the moment of escaping from Futu Realm, she unfortunately entered another parallel world.

In this world, everyone jumped out of stones, so when Yonggui was born, the cliff spurted blood so painfully.

Master Yonggui was a difficult child.

In the difficult choice of saving the adult or the child, the broken stone chose the latter. What a great heroic mother.

Ningning: ...

Ningning patted her face expressionlessly.

She had been thinking about something strange all day long. The little monk was obviously stuck in the crack of the stone.

Then with a snap, Bai Ye fell beside Yonggui.

The twitching dead fish turned from one to two.

The scene inside the Xuanjing was horrible. The elders who witnessed the whole murder were also dumbfounded and silent.

Someone asked, "This... shouldn't be considered 'self-inflicted', right? Do we need to summon them forcibly?"

No one could answer him.

Who killed Bai Ye, and who did Bai Ye kill?

This is an eternal mystery.