Chapter 83 The Bond of Blood
"Enter."
The sound of going online rang in everyone's ears.
Ye Xiaoman followed behind all the demon cultivators and quickly passed through the barrier.
At the same time, throughout the Qing Dynasty, the sound of war drums rang out, one more intense than the other, and the smoke from the lookout post shot into the sky.
This was because the barrier of the Heart Forging Realm was forcibly breached, triggering an automatic alarm.
The clan leader, who was entertaining Ji Weiming, immediately stood up from his seat.
"Oh no! Demons have broken into the small world!"
The clan leader had a sinister expression.
It was expected that the Son of God would come to take the Demon God's armor, and the demons would definitely make a big move.
Therefore, Qing Zhengzong had already made full preparations and recalled all the masters who were traveling outside in advance.
The last time the sect was broken through, it was a huge loss of face. This time it won’t be so easy.
The sect leader quickly sent a message to the entire sect.
"The demons are invading, everyone is on martial law."
"Elder Jiang, Elder Tang, quickly lead your men into the Heart Forging Realm to support the Holy Son."
"If you encounter a suspicious person, kill them without mercy, regardless of friend or foe!"
Another disciple came quickly to report.
"It's bad, Master! Thousands... no, tens of thousands of demons have gathered outside the sect. I don't know where they came from, and they're planning to attack the sect!"
"Today's battle is unavoidable," the sect leader said solemnly, "Quickly ask a few ancestors to come out of seclusion..."
The host was in great trouble and the guests could not sit idly by.
Ji Weiming said, "I am here with the Holy Son, yet the demons still dare to attack. They are so ignorant of their own limitations. The Golden Armored Guards, listen to my orders, defend the Qingzheng Sect and do not retreat a single step."
Ji Weiming spoke, and other leaders also stepped forward to lend their forces.
For a time, the fighting spirit of the Qing Zhengzong was very strong.
The assessment of outer disciples was temporarily suspended due to the invasion of the demons.
Those who stayed in the Ten Thousand Swords Realm also received orders from the sect to rush to the Heart Forging Realm to assist the large force in protecting the Holy Son.
Xiao Chujing defeated the last lovebirds, and his infatuated determination won the recognition of the sword spirit who was also love-brained, and he successfully obtained the Fengqiuhuang twin swords.
After listening to the sect's notification, he suddenly looked in the direction where Ye Xiaoman disappeared.
Over there, it is the boundary between the inner and outer worlds.
Ye Xiaoman hasn't come back yet, could it be that she encountered the demons?
When Xiao Chujing thought of this possibility, he became anxious and immediately flew to the Heart Forging Realm on his sword.
Sikong Qing stood on the top of the outer gate mountain, his red clothes fluttering, listening to the urgent alarm.
The outer gate is the outermost edge of the Qingzheng Sect, and its defenses are not as tight as the inner gate. A gap has been opened by the demons, and a small-scale battle has occurred.
When he thought about how kind and righteous Ye Xiaoman was, and that she would definitely sacrifice her own life, he became worried.
He had no time to think about it. He took off the Red Lotus Disguise Magical Treasure from his waist, disguised himself as an inner sect disciple, mixed into the team supporting the Son of God, and entered the small world.
The Holy Son Jiaying has reached the last level of the Heart-Forging Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords and walked into the tomb of Jing Zhui.
The Sky-Breaking Armor was worn on the weapon rack. From a distance, it looked like a standing god of war, with a fighting spirit that had lingered for thousands of years, looking down at all the pilgrims with awe.
Jiaying held the golden staff in his hand, calmly and steadily approaching it step by step.
The heart of the demon god was sealed in his body. The armor sensed the presence of its master, restrained its murderous intent, excitedly emitted bursts of golden and jade hums, and waited meekly for the reunion after a thousand years.
Jiaying stood in front of it and raised his hand to take it down.
Suddenly, the armor's helmet rose up, and the dark holes where the eyes were looked at Jiaying in confusion, then looked around.
A spirit's voice roared like thunder, echoing throughout the sealed land: "No, you are not my master!"
The armor suddenly burst into murderous intent, shaking Jiaying away. Every scale shook violently, as if inspired by something and frantically trying to break free from the seal.
Jiaying frowned slightly.
The reaction of Potianjia indicates that:
——Its real owner, Jing Zhui, may be approaching.
Ye Xiaoman followed the team of demon cultivators and felt extremely uncomfortable as soon as she entered the heart-forging realm.
The full name of the Heart-Forging Realm is the Heart-Forging Ten Thousand Swords Tomb. As the name suggests, it is a large magic circle, which is the place where the powerful people of the sect use to temper their bodies and minds.
As an examination venue, the Wanjian Congsheng Realm is quite protective of the examinees, and all the settings do not endanger the lives of the disciples. However, it is different in the Forging Heart Realm.
The whole world is a barren rocky land, with peaks standing out like sharp swords.
The sword intent flows among the peaks, and if you are not careful, half of your body will be cut off.
Under the influence of the magic circle, people flying in the sky do not feel as smooth as the wind. Instead, it feels like walking barefoot on the edge of a knife, and the skin is cut by the sharp blade, leaving bloody cuts. It hurts, very painful.
A true sea of fire and swords.
When you walk to the edge of the knife, there is a blazing hellfire below. If you fall down accidentally, you will be immediately refined by the magic circle and no body will be left.
As soon as Ye Xiaoman came in, the bitterness in her heart melted away and she wanted to turn around and leave.
The person online suddenly said: [Do you have a mirror? ]
Ye Xiaoman recalled the first time she met Shangxian. He came to her through a mirror.
She deduced that Shangxian could use the mirror as a medium to travel through time and space and come to her.
In order to show off her beauty, she always carries a small dressing mirror with her.
【some. 】
Ye Xiaoman took out the mirror from her arms, opened the carved mirror cover, and the upper line indeed appeared on the mirror surface.
It was still the white jade ghost mask, making it impossible to see his true face.
His pale hand stretched out from the mirror, with a wide green marrow bone ring on his little finger.
She dodged a murderous sword energy and placed her hand in his palm according to the old rules.
The man's hands were so big that her hands looked so small.
Intertwine your fingers and flip them over.
The online person appeared beside her.
This time he directly possessed her body.
It was bone-chillingly cold.
Ye Xiaoman's teeth were chattering. This feeling was not pleasant, a bit like being possessed by a ghost, and a ball of cold air enveloped her.
It's also a bit heavy, like being held by a big man.
The good thing is that she has someone online to help her resist in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords, so it is not so uncomfortable.
Ye Xiaoman was puzzled. With so many experts present, why did they always single out her for trouble? Unless...
She asked: [Boss, am I the only one who can see you?]
【yes. 】
There is no concealment online.
[You and I both have five spiritual roots, only you and I can blend our spiritual energies.]
Ye Xiaoman: [Among the puppets you control, I shouldn't be the only one with five spiritual roots, right?]
Online: [The conditions are strict. Except for you, no other five spiritual roots can resonate with me.]
He thought for a moment: [You should be related to me by blood.]
Ye Xiaoman's skin was covered with goosebumps: [Uh, you're not trying to say you're my great-grandfather, are you?]
She has some demon blood in her body that is so thin that it is almost non-existent.
Online denial: [I have never been married, nor have I ever had any intimate contact with other women.]
He was silent for a moment, probably reminiscing, but the memory was too old, and he thought about it for a long time.
[Thousands of years ago, I had some cousins, and you must be a descendant of one of them.]
Ye Xiaoman was shocked. The person who came online was actually over a thousand years old.
I understand. After thousands of years of erosion, the blood relationship is already beyond three generations of close relatives, so you can sleep.
The person online seemed to have caught some of Ye Xiaoman's awkward thoughts and sneered.
[In pursuit of supreme power, my clan chooses to marry close relatives.]
[Even if you are my brother's daughter, I can still take you away.]
【We will make friends and have offspring. 】
The demons speak bluntly and crudely.
Woo, so bitter.
Uncle Da-mee.
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