Chapter 24 Chapter 24 "Yao Ning, remove my Dao Companion Seal...
Shen Xinghe stood by and watched Yao Ning's death with cold eyes.
Suddenly, he felt the blood surging in his body, like the magma under the volcano ready to burst out.
Shen Xinghe covered his chest with his hands and shouted coldly in his soul, "Chen Qian, don't be silly! If you survive today, you will have as many Taoist companions as you want in the future!"
The magma broke through the cracked surface, and the surging blood in the body suddenly reversed, and the copper-rust green light was driven away, flowing back to the heart from the limbs and bones.
"What are you doing? Do you want to seal me as your father again?!"
Shen Xinghe's eyes turned cold, and his soul left Shen Qian's body for a moment, then suddenly and fiercely plunged in. The counter-flowing blood encountered invisible resistance, and could no longer advance, and was even forced to retreat step by step.
A sarcastic smile appeared on Shen Xinghe's lips.
The smile lasted for a moment, then suddenly froze.
The spiritual power in the counter-flowing blood surged, and the green light was submerged and swallowed, and suddenly retracted into the chest like a snake encountering fire.
Chen Qian raised his eyes, his gaze clear.
A sound of rebuke came from his soul. He reached into his chest with an expressionless face, grasped a part of his heart with his five fingers, and exerted force suddenly amid Shen Xinghe's screams of fear.
The piece of heart turned into powder, and a small, rusty, blood-stained copper lock fell into his hand.
Shen Qian withdrew his hand with a pale face.
The copper lock fell from the air, landed in the mud, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
He blinked and didn't die.
He thought he had won the bet.
Shen Xinghe will not let him die. All his lifelong wishes and the ambitions of his deceased wife are placed on Shen Qian. Only when the descendants with their blood in their veins break through the barriers of heaven and ascend to the upper realm can he get his wish.
This person can only be Chen Qian, not any other unrelated person.
Shen Xinghe once said that if he took out the Qingxin Lock, they, father and son, would die together.
Now that Shen Qian had taken it out, no matter how much resentment, anger, and pain Shen Xinghe felt, he chose to risk his dying soul and bear all the backlash.
Shen Xinghe's soul was shattered and he would never be reincarnated again.
Before his soul dissipated, he cried out in tears, "Chen Qian! Remember everything your parents have done for you! Remember our sacrifices! If you cannot ascend to the Tao in this lifetime, you are unworthy of being a son! You will be punished by heaven! You will be punished by heaven!!"
Chen Qian's eyes were indifferent and he didn't respond.
Ting Ni responded and came out. A flash of purple lightning passed by, and Chen Qian's figure disappeared on the spot. The next moment, a strong wind carrying a bloody smell swept past Bai Su, and a cold voice sounded behind the protector.
"Don't touch her."
Ting Ni stood across Yao Ning's eyebrows, and at the last moment, he blocked Bai Su's blade, making a clear "clang" sound.
In Yao Ning's eyes, the sword body familiar to Ting Ni was reflected. The sharp blade reflected the sunlight, and the light was dazzling and magnified. Chen Qian seemed to have descended from the sky on a golden crow.
When his eyes met hers, sadness surged up in him, then receded in an instant.
"Yao Ning." Chen Qian blocked Bai Su's backhand knife, "Enlightenment and breakthrough."
Yao Ning subconsciously wanted to help Chen Qian, but he saw dozens of figures leaping into the sky, vaguely divided into two groups, each forming a formation to trap the Demon Lord in the middle.
The two leaders were a young man in a light blue Taoist robe with a slightly childish face, and the other was a beautiful woman in purple clothes with a golden belt and a noble temperament.
Wang Mianzhi, the young master of Beiming Sect.
Meng Yaoguang, the eldest daughter of Tianshu Sect.
The two nearest sects came to support.
The Demon Lord Jiangcan had originally stopped his attacks, but when he saw the Immortal Sect attacking without saying a word, he was also aroused with murderous intent. In the blink of an eye, he was fighting with the top leaders of the two major sects.
Du Wuzhu, who had always had an ambiguous attitude, did not take action when Shen Qian broke free from the Qingxin Lock to save Yao Ning. At this time, the Lord of the Demon Realm took action, and he, as his subordinate, had to join the battle.
The peach blossoms are falling again.
The intermittent screams and wails of the mortals on the ground gradually sounded.
The top combat forces of the two major sects can only barely hold back the Demon Lord and Du Wuzhu for a moment. If Yao Ning joins in, he will not be able to save the ordinary people on the ground.
She was in a dilemma.
Chen Qian saw that her realm was loose and asked her to seek enlightenment and break through the realm now. If Yao Ning could successfully break through the realm at this time, the fighting power of this side would increase greatly and would be able to protect the ordinary people here.
Enlightenment and breakthrough cannot be achieved in an instant.
The Brahma Temple is the leader of the fairy world, and the senior monks in the temple have to reincarnate for seven lifetimes to cultivate their Taoism; even a genius like Chen Qian, when he has a sense of the Tao, has to go into seclusion for several months.
Can she, an ordinary and unknown cultivator, really break through quickly at such a critical moment when murderous intent is everywhere and people are suffering?
Chen Qian and Bai Su had exchanged thousands of moves in the blink of an eye. He was extremely weak, and knowing the situation was unlikely to end well, he still tried to send a message to the Demon Lord, Wang Mianzhi, and Meng Yaoguang.
"This matter is unusual, so please stop now."
Bai Su sighed, "How come you, a pretty boy, are so distracted? You really look down on me!"
Then he struck down with great force, and Chen Qian was knocked back a hundred feet.
How could the righteous people stop fighting after seeing this scene? Moreover, the cruel and violent Demon Lord had already become murderous and would not give up easily.
The war has begun, and decades of peace between good and evil are finally shattered.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. When Yao Ning was hesitating, he saw Chen Qian passing by him. His figure met Bai Su again, and his voice fell into Yao Ning's ears.
"you can."
The voice was low and firm, and Yao Ning felt a strange sense of peace in an instant.
She stopped worrying and found a roof, closed her eyes and sat cross-legged.
Wang Mianzhi and Meng Yaoguang understood immediately, and they communicated with their fellow disciples, determined to delay the time.
"Will she be okay?" Wang Mianzhi was anxious and doubtful, looking at Yao Ning in the distance, "We can't delay for much longer."
The combined strength of the Beiming and Tianshu factions could only barely stop the Demon Lord and Du Wuzhu, and Chen Qian was obviously seriously injured, and Bai Su fought with a desperate style.
The righteous path is weak.
Wang Mianzhi was very pessimistic.
But what made him even more desperate was that dozens of people from the Demon Realm suddenly appeared in the air, with demonic aura wrapped around their bodies and wearing armor like the Demon Lord. Their number was equal to that of this side.
The silkworm smiled and said, "There are many talented people in the righteous path. Let us children gain some experience."
The soldiers from the Demon Realm faced off against the cultivators from Tianshu and Beiming one by one. Above the void, only Wang Mianzhi and Meng Yaoguang were left confronting the Demon Lord and Du Wuzhu.
Both of them were young and their faces turned pale at this moment.
Even if the two of them joined forces, they would barely be able to deal with Du Wuzhu. I'm afraid that the Demon Lord would just wave his hand and the two of them would be killed without a burial place.
Wang Mianzhi swallowed his saliva, his voice trembling unnaturally: "It's okay, I can still self-destruct."
Meng Yaoguang looked at him in astonishment: "What did you say?!"
Wang Mianzhi wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face pale, and forced a smile that was uglier than crying: "Didn't you see Chen Qian's plan? We hold back the big guy and the pretty boy to buy time for Yao Ning. As long as she can break through, we have hope."
Meng Yaoguang slowly shook his head, opened his mouth, and said after a while, "No one in the world has ever been able to break through so quickly. Do you believe her?"
Wang Mianzhi had a strange expression on his face: "I don't believe that ugly guy."
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was determined to face death. He whispered, "I believe in my brother."
Wang Mianzhi took a step forward, his hair flying, his eyes determined, and he had a sense of determination: "Wang Mianzhi of the Beiming Sect, I would like to ask for your advice, Your Majesty."
Even if he was going to die, he would hurt the Demon Lord before he died, so that his parents could become fellow disciples and Chen Qian would know that he, Wang Mianzhi, was not a spoiled loser.
Wang Mianzhi clenched the sword in his hand.
Suddenly, the scene in front of me became brighter, and the sunlight seemed to suddenly become brighter.
Bright sunlight with scorching heat poured down from the sky into the mortal world. Everyone couldn't help but look up. Something in the void was burning and making a crackling sound. It was the flowing devil's breath.
Suddenly, clouds and waves surged in the sky of the entire Jiuzhou, and gathered towards Zhongze. A strong wind blew up, and where the wind and clouds surged, a white light suddenly flashed.
The light was too bright, and it blinded countless people for a moment, leaving only endless blankness in their eyes.
The white light flashed and disappeared, thunder exploded, rumbling, all the sounds in the world seemed to fade away. The cultivators had better hearing than ordinary people, and they were shocked by the deafening sound and felt severe pain, and warm blood flowed from their ear canals.
Wang Mianzhi covered his ears, which were in great pain, and watched the scene in disbelief.
His cousin Chen Qian practiced lightning-related mental skills, so was this his out-of-body power?
But Wang Mianzhi soon discovered that it was not the case.
A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.
Under the sky, a figure in red suddenly flew high into the sky against the lightning.
That was a thunderbolt.
The thunder that broke through Yao Ning's realm.
Then comes the second one, the third one...
A total of ten thunderbolts struck Yao Ning.
Countless cultivators from all over the Nine Continents, both righteous and evil, looked up and watched. All of them were stunned by this scene for a long time.
The way of heaven is flawed, and no god has appeared in the world for thousands of years.
Even geniuses like Chen Qian and Chu Liangxiu, who broke through and then quickly fell back, had never attracted the thunder of the Spirit Transformation Stage.
Countless voices asked the same question at the same time.
"Who is it?"
Yao Ning's clothes, hairpins and jewelry were all turned into powder by the lightning. Before the lightning faded away, she took out a white dress from her Qiankun bag and put it on.
Her hair was loose and her long black hair was hanging down. She stood above the sky, without any eye-catching decorations on her body. When people looked up at her, they realized that she was an extremely beautiful woman.
Her black hair is like clouds, her skin is white and her lips are red, and she exudes an aggressive charm from the inside out.
Nine heavenly thunders failed to kill Yao Ning, as she had already reached the state of spiritual transformation.
Yao Ning lowered his eyes and looked at the people below, but acted as if he was not looking at anyone.
The peach petals are still flying.
Yao Ning's eyebrows moved, the clouds dispersed, golden light broke out, and the dazzling light enveloped the earth. In the middle, the ancient building that had stood for a hundred years cast a thick shadow on the ground, and the light and darkness were clearly distinguished.
Some people standing in the shadows discovered that when the deadly peach blossom that frightened everyone to death fell on them, it disappeared like a shadow meeting light.
They did not turn into bones.
People shouted in disbelief, and someone keenly discovered the key.
"Stand in the shadows! Quick! You won't die if you stand in the shadows!"
The news spread quickly, and everyone rushed to the shadows under the eaves, houses, and trees as if they were saved.
The peach blossoms that could dissolve the flesh and blood of mortals and turn them into bones in an instant fell to the ground like grains of dust falling on the shoulders of gods, without any threat.
The sun is high in the sky, shining brightly everywhere, and shadows appear.
Yao Ning is proficient in the killing half of Yangyan's mind method.
Now she has learned the other half - rescue.
Under the shadow, all attacks were eliminated.
Chen Qian saw this scene from afar, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He swung his sword violently, and a majestic spiritual current gushed out. Bai Su flew backwards and turned into a black dot in the distance.
Shen Qian's skin and flesh were cracked inch by inch, and blood gushed out of his body like a burst of liquid, instantly dyeing his white clothes red.
The beating of his broken heart gradually slowed down, and the light in his eyes gradually became silent.
Like a red butterfly with broken wings, it fell from the sky.
Yao Ning suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the surging spiritual power in her body was swallowed up by something invisible, like waves hitting the reef and breaking into millions of pieces. Her soul was shaken, and she had fallen from the state of spiritual transformation.
The sunlight was getting dimmer, the clouds were about to drown out the sun, the shadows were visibly fading, and the mortals who were taking refuge were becoming noisy and restless.
Yao Ning clenched her teeth, a drop of cold sweat dripping from the corner of her forehead. She practiced the Yangyan Heart Technique, and the shadows on the earth that had dimmed suddenly became thicker again.
She spat out a mouthful of blood, and her figure flashed, like a ray of light shooting towards the falling Chen Qian.
During the landing, Yao Ning grabbed Shen Qian's sleeve, then opened his arms and caught her broken butterfly.
When he was about to hit the ground, the dying man suddenly exerted force, and the two of them fell to the ground. Chen Qian fell to the ground, while Yao Ning in his arms was unharmed.
Yao Ning hurriedly stood up and looked at the man covered in blood. He stretched out his hand to check his body, trembling violently, tears streaming down his face.
Chen Qian put his hand on Yao Ning's waist, then moved up, put his arm around her shoulders, and pressed her into his arms.
The sound of footsteps approached from a distance, and Shang Linran's voice was anxious: "He's dying, hurry!"
Chen Qian and Yao Ning were very close, their ears rubbing against each other, and the strength in his hands was brutal and rough, as if he wanted to rub Yao Ning into his own flesh and blood.
He tilted his head slightly, his nose brushing across Yao Ning's neck, his warm breath ruffling her hair.
His voice was gentle and sad, yet cold and cruel.
Chen Qian said, "Yao Ning, remove my Dao Companion Seal."
"Give you freedom."
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