Chapter 449: The rules restrict everyone
Ye Xingzhou opened his dead fish eyes and said, "Tell me some nonsense that I can understand."
He was talking in a bunch of nonsense, and none of his words made any sense.
The Demon Lord frowned, looking displeased.
Ye Xingzhou was furious when he saw this expression. "If you don't want to talk, just kill me. Who are you trying to show me this ugly face?"
“…”
The Demon Lord stared at Ye Xingzhou, "If you don't go to Beidian City, everyone will die."
"That's perfect." Ye Xingzhou laughed, "If we all die together, we can meet again when we become ghosts."
Ye Xingzhou's words were very annoying. At first glance, they didn't sound very valuable, but if you listened carefully, you would realize that you had wasted more than ten seconds of listening.
I got scolded and got angry.
The Demon Lord didn't want to waste time talking to Ye Xingzhou anymore, so he got straight to the point.
"The Water Moon Mirror is on the seventh floor of the library."
"The Heavenly Dao is now cleansing the rules. If they come out, they will be assimilated."
“Only certain people are untainted.”
The Water Moon Mirror is on the seventh floor of the library. The Demon Lord can tell it directly because Ye Xingzhou does not have enough cultivation to reach the seventh floor.
"A specific person, does it mean the person chosen by the ancient artifact?" Ye Xingzhou asked.
The Demon Lord glanced at Ye Xingzhou.
How did Ye Xingzhou manage to be cursing and slacking off one second, and then become serious the next, even forgetting to curse.
But this time, the Demon Lord did not deny it, nor did he make any sarcastic remarks.
Ye Xingzhou knew.
Therefore, according to the rules of Heaven's cleansing, all people in the world will be assimilated into immortality in the torrent of time.
Only those who possess ancient artifacts can avoid the fate of assimilation.
And these four people are the new generation of inheritors who guard the immortality.
Was it also like this when the Zhiyang Sect defended its territory thousands of years ago?
Ye Xingzhou's eyes flickered slightly. "Will the rules of heaven disappear after the immortal guardian is established? Is there any way to slow down the cleansing?"
The Demon Lord asked in return, "Can immortality be killed?"
"...If the guardian is indestructible, then those who have been assimilated can return to normal?"
The Demon Lord hummed.
If there is no destruction and no killing, the rules of heaven can only disappear temporarily.
To completely wipe it out, you must kill the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao.
Man is fighting against the laws of nature.
Like an ant looking up at a giant elephant.
Ye Xingzhou pondered for a moment, "What did you remind me of in the note you left for me?"
The Demon Lord looked away.
"You think I can tell?"
If you can say it, why go around in circles?
The Demon Lord glanced sideways at the fallen leaves on the edge of the windowsill.
The leaf veins are clear and the leaves are slightly yellow.
The rules restrict everyone.
All the answers were revealed at the beginning, but Ye Xingzhou just couldn't guess them.
Can.
It was because Ye Xingzhou could not guess that the Demon Lord let him live until today.
The wind carries the leaves, gently rolling and drifting, and the fallen leaves on the windowsill fall in slow motion.
The gears that were stuck in time were showing signs of loosening little by little.
Ye Xingzhou's hands were able to move. He took the rice paper on the table and folded it.
"What method can be used to completely kill Feng Yulai?"
Killing Feng Yulai is the goal of the Demon Lord and also the goal of Ye Xingzhou.
It is really unsettling to be entangled with a vengeful spirit that is full of lies, covets fate, and can appear at any time and anywhere.
Not only is it perverted, but it's extremely perverted. Ye Xingzhou is almost stressed out.
The Demon Lord said bluntly, "You can't be killed."
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A hint of doubt appeared between Ye Xingzhou's brows.
"You kept me here, didn't you just want me to kill Feng Yulai?" Mingming had possessed the top account before, allowing Ye Xingzhou to break through the restrictions of the cultivation formation.
The Demon Lord glanced up and down at Ye Xingzhou.
This time he didn't call the person stupid, because the look in his eyes was fouler than words.
Ye Xingzhou understood.
His previous guess was wrong. The Demon Lord kept him alive not to kill someone with a borrowed knife, but to use his fate to restrain the wind and rain.
The Demon Lord must be planning to kill Feng Yulai secretly.
The rice paper in my hand slipped to my feet.
Ye Xingzhou could hardly bend his waist and could not move his legs, so he pointed at the ground.
"Please help me pick it up."
There was a hint of impatience between the Demon Lord's brows. "Pick it up yourself after the stillness disappears."
Ye Xingzhou is a person who cannot understand the situation. Even when he is at a disadvantage, he still has an arrogant attitude.
Ye Xingzhou opened his dead fish eyes and started again, "Then you kill——"
"Shut up."
The Demon Lord raised his index finger, waved out a ghostly energy, rolled up the rice paper and stuffed it into Ye Xingzhou's clothes.
Ye Xingzhou glanced sideways at his hand hanging by his side, feeling a little regretful.
He thought of luring the man over and giving him a slap, but the Demon Lord didn't take the bait.
Ye Xingzhou remained calm.
“Who are you? Morning Floating Clouds, Evening Flowing Water, or Gu Qingshan? Is there any need to act anymore now that things have come to this?”
"Who I am is none of your business."
The Demon Lord's voice was very cold, as if a thousand feet of ice, and his eyes showed undisguised disgust for Ye Xingzhou.
Time stands still and disappears at this moment.
The thunder that fell from the sky dissipated unwillingly and helplessly.
The figure of the Demon Lord withdrew at the same moment.
Ye Xingzhou picked up the shrimp thread and couldn't stand it anymore, so he left.
However, Ye Xingzhou had a new idea.
Since the note in Beidian City was left by the Demon Lord, he had also seen the Demon Lord's handwriting.
And the identity of the Demon Lord is among the three of them. We can find out by going to Lingjian Peak and comparing the handwriting.
Ye Xingzhou instantly felt like a genius.
He raised his hand and pushed open the door, only to see a familiar face again.
Ye Xingzhou's face instantly drooped. "You haven't left yet?"
The Demon Lord stared at Ye Xingzhou coldly, "Playing tricks will only kill those around you."
One sentence, a thousand meanings.
The Demon Lord is threatening Ye Xingzhou.
"My identity is more important, or the people in Lu Yue's hands are more important? You can choose for yourself."
The Demon Lord has already realized Ye Xingzhou's intention.
Ye Xingzhou stopped, looked up at the face, and raised his hand without warning.
A clear sound.
The slap landed hard on the face.
The Demon Lord's head was slapped sideways, and five red fingerprints appeared on it.
This slap was not very harmful but extremely provocative, which completely aroused the murderous intent in the eyes of the Demon Lord, and the sword in his hand was about to appear.
The Demon Lord turned his head back and stared at Ye Xingzhou with his eyes as if he were looking at a dead person.
Ye Xingzhou didn't say a word, but walked away from him.
The fresh air of tassels blows across my face, and I have a lot of words in my heart.
Ye Xingzhou did not curse this time, but raised his hand and slapped the Demon Lord unexpectedly, so the Demon Lord did not react to the slap.
He turned his head and stared at Ye Xingzhou's departing back with a gloomy face. The veins on the back of his hands bulged and he clenched his fists.
Ye Xingzhou walked quickly, not because he was timid, but because he was following his heart.
A slap was not a big deal, but considering Ye Xingzhou's current situation, this slap was already the limit.
After being frustrated for so long, it's okay to vent your anger with a slap.
Ye Xingzhou went down the mountain like a gust of wind.
One slap hits the foundation, next time just break off the Demon Lord’s head and kick it like a ball.
Now he has to go to Beidian City quickly.
Although the Demon Lord and Feng Yulai are birds of a feather, the information given by the Demon Lord will not be as completely false as that given by Feng Yulai.
Since Bumie is assimilating the people in the world, Yan He and the others who are still outside are in danger.
This guy Lu Yue is still holding the magic bone, and he is definitely planning to fuse it with the magic bone.
During this trip to Beidian City, Ye Xingzhou always felt that there was a situation that had not been solved.
It is closely related to "extinguishing the fire by hiding in the ground".
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