Intent to Kill
"Bang——"
Blood splattered, staining the snow-white moonlight.
Qianluo stood with a sword in hand. She was the only one standing. The loser could only kneel, lower his head, and submit.
The sticky blood fell on her eyelids, lips, and neck. She felt like it was an invisible net that was drawing her in step by step, merging her, and becoming nourishment for killing.
She seemed to like killing more and more. The blood that splashed when killing was so hot and so fascinating. The most beautiful color in the world should be red, which is the color of blood and flowing flames.
“…Oh no, I almost lost my mind!”
Qianluo shook her head, realizing she was lost in the urge to kill. She craved blood, she craved slaughter. Following the urge to live and die, she had gained a second urge: the urge to kill.
Artistic conception is the most important step in advancing to the Divine Transformation stage. Without it, one cannot successfully comprehend the Divine Transformation stage. Although she has a simulator, her points are constantly increasing. She cannot just exchange them for spiritual treasures and use them. Her points will continue to increase.
In addition to advancing, she also needs corresponding training skills, which requires another 100 million points.
She thought of the two glass beads, maybe this was a good opportunity for her to find something good.
"Buzz—" the Starry Sky Jade Sword emitted a weak sound. With the death of its master, it too felt grief and sorrow. However, it could not speak, only emitting a dim light. The stars were extinguished, the moonlight faded, and it was without a master.
He wanted to avenge his master, but the person in front of him was a female cultivator he knew, and he knew that his master had fought her to the death, which was their gentleman's agreement. If he assassinated the female cultivator, he would be a villain.
The swordsman is dead, but the sword still has a spirit.
Qianluo never takes away someone else's favors. She pondered, "I will build a cenotaph for him. You will guard him. If someone comes in the future, you can choose whoever you like as your master. Fate has its own destiny."
"Buzz--" The Xingchen Bixiao Sword flashed twice, which was considered as an agreement.
It needs to sleep underground with its owner until its destined person appears again, and then it will show its potential.
Qian Luo took care of Gu Wumian's funeral, erected a monument, and buried the sword in it, waiting for the next destined person.
The wind is howling sadly, the night is long and dark, the moon sets, the sun rises, and everything will start again.
Looking at the scene in front of her, she suddenly thought of Lan Mingzhu. When she died, if the Jade Orchid Sword had a spirit, would it also be sleeping with its owner, waiting for the next destined person?
She did not take anything from Gu Wumian's storage bag, leaving it to someone with a destiny in the future. Perhaps it would lead to an interesting cause and effect.
She took a last look at the lonely cenotaph. "Gu Wumian, born with a sword-like body, was buried here. This is respectfully erected by the nameless person." These were the words she had carved with a sword. There was no strict format. It simply introduced Gu Wumian's background without leaving a name.
The universe is vast, but after death we are just a handful of earth.
All things are in one house, and life and death are the same.
The cause and effect are now settled and the dust has settled.
…
Trial by Fire
The huge black tortoise snake monster stood up tall, and boiling magma splashed from its shell. The unruly fire snakes found a backer to support them. They straightened their necks, widened their eyes, showed fierceness in their eyes, and made hissing sounds as if they were drooling.
The scene was eerie for a moment. The cannibalistic gaze seemed to turn into a sharp sword, piercing the monks' fragile hearts. The monks who had just been pretending to be powerful and ready to make a move were frightened to the point of not daring to move or even breathe.
The fire snakes surrounded them on all sides, leaving them with no way out. Everyone's safety zone was shrinking. They retreated cautiously, looking at the monsters with their eyes, and were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat.
"What should I do? I don't even know where the entrance is!"
"There are wolves in front and tigers behind. I should have known not to come to this shabby secret realm!"
"I spent all my money to participate in this secret realm! In the end, I gained nothing and even lost half my life!"
"There are too many fire snakes, and we can't deal with the black tortoise monster. I would rather throw myself into the sea of fire than fall into the tiger's mouth!"
The monks' moods fluctuated greatly; most of them were timid, disappointed, and confused... No one expected that the secret realm of the sea of fire actually hid a Nascent Soul-level monster!
"Boom--" The giant turtle opened its mouth and howled, the sound shaking the sky. It stretched out its claws and slapped away the obstructing rocks. The hot rocks instantly shattered into pieces!
The flying rocks hit everyone. The monks were naturally not afraid of ordinary rocks. What they were afraid of was the magma rolling down the rocks. The scorching temperature could melt a Jindan monk!
"No, don't come over here, my Lingli, my hand!"
"Help me, Miss Jin, please be magnanimous and spare me for the sake of being a fellow cultivator! Save my life! Give me the protective suit right away!"
"Protective suits, grab their protective suits!"
“Give it to me, give it to me!”
Hands peeled off the protective suits from Jiang Chanyi and the other two. Their faces were grim, tears streaming down their cheeks. Their earlier arrogance was gone, their eyes filled with only a desire for life and a fear of death. They wanted to live, no matter what. As long as they had protective suits, they no longer had to fear the flames of the sea of fire!
These people have completely lost their minds! I really don't know how they can achieve Dan-forming cultivation!
Jiang Chanyi shook off the hands on her body, and her spiritual power turned into a sharp sword, cutting their fingers one by one. The splattered blood fell on her snow-white face, like a demon from hell.
Jin Manlou has a magic weapon by his side, shining with dazzling golden light. As long as he doesn't encounter a Nascent Soul level monster, there will be no problem. It is more than enough for them, who are at the Foundation Establishment and Core Formation stage. Sun Rushuang has a green-haired puppet by her side. They are a master and a servant, and they cooperate well and are very powerful. These Core Formation cultivators are not a problem for her.
But two fists are no match for four hands. The three of them had to deal with dozens of cultivators in the foundation-building and core-forming stages on smooth rocks, and there were also rampant fire snakes and powerful black tortoise snake monsters all around them. They had to be vigilant and fight carefully!
"No, these people are too difficult to deal with. Even if I have more magic weapons, they can't withstand the consumption of my spiritual power!" Jin Manlou was panting. He hated the round-the-clock battle the most!
These people are like cockroaches, one dies and another comes.
Sun Rushuang looked at the crowd that kept coming one after another, seeing the lifeless eyes in them, and her eyes flickered. She looked at the smiling male cultivator in purple clothes beside her. The flute and bell on his waist were very conspicuous.
"It's Chu Lianxi's illusion. They are lost in their own desires!"
"Chu Lianxi has gone crazy!" Jiang Chanyi laughed out of anger, completely baffled. "With wolves in front and tigers behind, he still has the mind to tease us!"
Jin Manlou formed hand seals with his hands, chanting a thousand Dharma flowers, panting. "If I can get out, I'll make my mother kill him! He's only causing trouble! He's been playing with those dark, crawling creatures since he was a child. You can tell at first glance that he's a sickly, dank ghost! Get out! You stinky boy!"
I really want to kill him! He's always grinning and smirking like a jerk! He only knows how to laugh, grinning like a fool all day long, as if he's afraid that others don't know he's a fool. He must have been kicked in the head by a donkey, playing these harmful things every day!
Sun Rushuang, who was surrounded by the crowd, raised her eyes and looked at the black turtle monster that was motionless in the dark. It seemed that it was waiting for them to fight each other so that it could reap the benefits.
But she seemed to have forgotten something very important. What was it? She couldn't quite recall it.
She shook her head and frowned, "You two will protect me. Tiangui Yinshui is a very yin substance and is extremely corrosive!"
"good!"
Jin Manlou and Jiang Chanyi looked at each other, then changed positions and stood on the left and right of Sun Rushuang. Jin Manlou also took out the few remaining defensive magic weapons.
Sun Rushuang held her breath and concentrated, the hot wind blowing her hair in front of her forehead. She opened her eyes, revealing a pair of pupils emitting a faint green light, and said coldly: "Go!"
As soon as the words fell, countless black viscous liquids sprayed out, like an oil explosion falling on everyone. The black liquid and red blood were intertwined together, inextricably linked.
“Ahhh!”
"My hand!"
“Plop—”
"save……"
Many people made noises and screams because their bodies were corroded, which woke up the monks around them. One by one, they fell into the sea of fire like dominoes, horizontally and vertically. All they could hear was "gurgling", as if a big fire was boiling.
The fire snakes felt severe pain, their long, thin tails twisted together, and they rolled on the hot and smooth rocks, hissing angrily, seeking the protection of the black turtle.
"Bang, bang—" the ground shook twice.
Because of the black turtle's kick, everyone almost fell into the sea of fire.
The black tortoise was extremely angry. How dare these despicable human cultivators harm its descendants? It would not stop until it had taught them a lesson!
"call--"
The black turtle opened its mouth, but what came out was not water, but flames that were hotter than magma. The flames burned for ten meters. If Jiang Chanyi had not been quick-eyed and quick-handed, and cast a spell and used a wind spell, a strong wind would have blown the flames from left to right and blew into the black turtle's mouth.
“Ahhhh!”
This made the already angry Black Turtle even more furious. The cunning human race actually used some tricks to deal with the monster! It raised its four hooves to the sky and made a terrifying sound. The sound waves expanded, and the struggling fire snakes lowered their bodies and trembled.
The surroundings were completely silent, and the cultivators were all frozen in place, unable to move. This was a Nascent Soul-level demon beast! It didn't need any profound techniques or dazzling magic weapons to easily capture all the cultivators!
No matter how the cultivators cried out in their hearts, expressing their grievances, the Black Turtle monster would not let them go. If they could not find a way out of this situation, they would become cannon fodder in the sea of fire.
As expected, the inheritance of the Frost Blue Secret Realm is not so easy to obtain.
Pinned in place, Jiang Chanyi endured the Black Turtle's pressure, moving her eyes slightly to look at Jin Manlou and Sun Rushuang, who were also pinned in place. Jin Manlou's cultivation was lower than theirs, and he couldn't even move his eyes. Sun Rushuang also looked at her, a glint of understanding flashing in her eyes. It was unknown what she was thinking about.
Sun Rushuang finally understood what was wrong!
When its descendants were killed by the cultivators, the Black Turtle came out to stop them, but from the beginning till now, it only made the roar of a beast, not the sound of a human. You should know that a demon beast at the Nascent Soul level can already transform and speak human language, but it did not.
Aside from the roar, it didn't cast any other spells, indicating it was just a remnant soul, not even a remnant soul. Compared to Hong Shuo, who controlled the Ice Puppet, its power was even smaller.
It’s just because of the Nascent Soul’s aura that makes people afraid.
"puff--"
Sun Rushuang, who had been accumulating strength for half a day, finally broke the immobilization spell. She watched the black turtle pushing the monks one by one into the sea of fire, and listened to the humans' anger and pleas for mercy. It used the same method to retaliate against them, enjoying the fear before the humans' death.
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked at Jiang Chanyi who was also struggling to break free. The two of them exchanged glances, and Jiang Chanyi understood: "Good wind, good force."
"Blue Luan Wind!"
"Tiangui Yinshui!"
"go!"
Both of them cast spells, spun their bodies, waved their hands, and used up their last spiritual power to attack desperately!
With the speed boost of Qingluanfeng, Tiangui Yinshui attacked the black turtle at an extraordinary speed. The black turtle with thick skin and flesh did not take it seriously. Ordinary black water was like a tickle to it and was not worth mentioning!
But it didn't expect that by underestimating the enemy, it ignored the determination of the human monks!
This is Tiangui Yinshui mixed with a drop of essence and blood.
A drop of Nascent Soul-level blood is a life-saving talisman given to her by someone from outside the area!
The black tortoise shell should have been solid as iron and unbreakable, but now it was like a paper wall, corroded by the black Yin water, and piece of black shell fell off. The thick black snake howled in pain, rolled over, revealing its bloody body, and its bulging eyes were covered with bloodshot, hanging ugly on its face.
“Ahhhhhh!”
“Hiss—”
As the beasts howled and their spiritual power dissipated, the spell that immobilized the monks was lifted, and they clearly saw a new entrance appear in the corroded tortoise shell!
"It's the entrance to the trial!"
"Quick! Get in!"
"Don't squeeze me! What are you doing?!"
This should have been a victory for the monks, but because of some people with evil intentions, the flowers of victory turned into blood. Every time one person dies here, there will be one less person to take on the new trial, and one less person to fight for the inheritance. Therefore, the fewer competitors there are, the greater their chances of winning!
The strong prey on the weak, and natural selection is the essence of cultivating immortals!
Many cultivators looked at the wealthy Wu Xingxue and Chu Lianxi. They were disciples of a sect, so they shouldn’t have too many good things on them!
"Want to die!" Bailu Jianjia is no pushover. The two of them wiped their long swords, and the tips of the swords flashed a bloody red light. It had been a long time since they had started a killing spree!
Clear all obstacles for the master!
"Idiot!" Chu Lianxi glanced at the cultivator who died in the white dew reeds, snorted lightly, then turned to look at the exhausted Jiang Chanyi and Sun Rushuang, and smiled with his hands covering his mouth.
"How does it feel to be someone else's bride?"
"If you survive, I'll see you in the next trial!"
After speaking, he followed the cold Wu Xingxue into the trial. The moment Wu Xingxue took a step forward, he looked back at Jiang Chanyi and said in a cold voice: "If you want to save people, don't die here."
Jin Manlou was confused: "Is she worried about you?"
Jiang Chanyi's face darkened, then she smiled: "How could that be possible? The young lady is so unworldly, and I am just a wealthy man in the world, and I still get her care! Why do I feel like I am provoking her?"
Sun Rushuang, who was standing by, could no longer hold on and fell over.
Jin Manlou and Jiang Chanyi hurried to support her, their eyes etched with a purgatory-like scene. Bailu Jianjia protected Wu Xingxue, slaying any cultivator who crossed the trial entrance. The splattering blood signaled an endless cycle of slaughter.
Jin Manlou whispered, "Let's go over there. They shouldn't stop us, right?"
Jiang Chanyi raised her eyebrows, looking like a fox borrowing the power of a tiger. She raised her chin slightly and looked at the people with her eyes: "Our Rushuang is the benefactor who broke the sea of fire. How dare they!"
After the three of them crossed the entrance of the trial, Bailu Jianjia had finally killed all the monks. Corpses were everywhere, blood flowed like a river, and bones were everywhere. They kicked over the monks who were pretending to be dead and threw all the monks into the sea of fire. All they could hear was the satisfied sound of the sea of fire, bubbling.
"Bai Lu, why did you let them go?" Jian Jia crossed her arms, her eyes cold.
Bai Lu wiped the blade and said without looking up: "Master's order."
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