"Xuanpo, come back!"

The Yunji Sect's mountain protection formation suddenly shook and flashed. The ice-blue long sword that had suppressed the fairy mountain for hundreds of years suddenly turned into a white light and whizzed away. The sword light in the formation lost its backbone and shot into the ground under its feet.

In the mountains, two figures were chasing each other one after the other. The dragon spirit shuttled between the treetops, and its tail smashed the falling sword light into pieces. It hit a towering ancient tree in front of it, and its figure immediately dissipated. A moment later, the dragon shadow condensed from the sword light suddenly inserted itself in front of Xiao Ling, and its sharp claws swept across her face.

Xiao Ling twisted her feet and raised the Ruyi Sword in her hand to block. The once shattered sword had spider web-like cracks on it, and it flashed with green magic light.

The Ruyi Sword was broken just like her body, and was glued together by the wisps of rejuvenation magic energy. The

broken sword blade collided with the Jiaoling claws, making a sword sound, and the Ruyi Sword was broken again, breaking into countless small pieces. Xiao Ling waved her fingers together, and all the pieces turned into a fierce light, swarming towards the Jiaoling.

If it weren't for the scarlet sword light, at first glance, it would be similar to the Sakura Spirit Sword that she had been looking for in the sword forest that day.

The Jiao Ling was pierced by countless sword fragments and immediately exploded into a mist. Xiao Ling raised her stiff mouth corners and rushed out of the mist. "You can't kill me."

As soon as she finished speaking, her body suddenly froze. The mist that fell into her mouth when she opened her mouth flowed into her throat, and a flash of talisman light appeared in her body.

Xiao Ling fell from mid-air and heard a sharp roar behind her. She hastily turned around in the dissipating mist. She didn't have time to dodge and was stabbed by a sword light. With a "click", she was stabbed into the trunk of a large tree behind her.

The translucent sword blade pierced her heart, and the magic-sealing spell wrapped on the sword sank deeply into her flesh. Xiao Ling only felt that the rejuvenating magic energy that adhered to her meridians was disappearing rapidly.

She reached out to pull out the long sword in vain, and after a long while, she finally let go.

An Huai walked out and stood not far away, watching her struggle indifferently. The once reckless boy became dull in a short period of time. The smile on his face disappeared, and a layer of ice was sealed in his clear eyes.

Xiao Ling saw naked hatred in his eyes. She had seen this look many times. On the torture platform that day, most of the disciples watching below the platform had such a look. She

didn't know when she had gotten used to such a look.

Xiao Ling suddenly felt a little tired. She didn't want to fight anymore. Her soul left her brows and floated to the treetops. An Huai frowned and followed closely.

The sky was full of chaotic sword lights. Without a layer of body shell to protect her, her soul was directly exposed to the sword lights and pierced by countless sword lights. Such behavior was tantamount to seeking death.

"Why? Is this also your atonement?" An Huai asked coldly.

Xiao Ling ignored him. Her broken soul finally fell to Mingxiao Peak. This cave was once the most lively. Many disciples would come to greet her, the senior sister, even if they took a detour. During the period when the mountain was closed, someone took good care of it, and a cluster of blooming flowers were planted at the foot of the mountain.

Now that the former owner has returned, the mountain has bloomed, but it has become extremely desolate.

Her soul kept dissipating, and she stumbled through the familiar corridor. An Huai followed her and would not stop until he saw her soul fly away with his own eyes.

Xiao Ling walked to a closed house, but stopped in front of the door. She seemed to have seen the portrait through the crack of the door. The person in the painting was wearing a sky-blue sect costume, with long hair tied up high, holding a long sword in his hand, and his eyes reflected the warm spring sunshine after the ice and snow began to melt, and his whole body was glowing.

Maybe she was wrong from the beginning. She shouldn't have come back here. It would have been better if she had died when she was sucked into the void rift. If she died, she would always remain in the appearance in the painting, the bright and sunny senior sister.

Xiao Ling did not go in. She turned her head and took a last look at the sky. Her soul completely dissipated.

In her body that was nailed to the tree trunk, the rejuvenating magic energy was devoured by the magic-sealing talisman. The body quickly decayed and turned into dry bones. The long sword withdrew from her heart and returned to An Huai's hand.

He stood at the door for a moment, without any curiosity about Xiao Ling's obsession before her death, and turned around and left.

An Huai pulled out a handkerchief from his arms. He had picked it up from under a tree in the medical hall. It was the handkerchief he had used to wrap an acacia wood hairpin.

In fact, revenge does not make people happy. Jing Chongshan is dead, Xiao Ling is dead, and even if all the people who deserve to die are dead, they cannot get back the crisp "hate ghosts" in their memories.

The Xuanpo Sword broke free from the mountain protection formation and escaped into the air. It also broke through the void in the Wuliang Sect thousands of miles away. The ice-blue long sword cut through the sky, leaving a white mark across the sky, as if splitting the sky in two. Thick clouds

were pressing down on the Ten Thousand Demons Cave. It was clearly daytime, but the sky and the ground were as dark as midnight, and the wandering lightning rolled in the thick clouds. Most of the cultivators in the world of cultivation gathered outside the Ten Thousand Demons Cave. The calamity cloud was really confusing. It was not until the Xuanpo Sword appeared that someone asked in surprise, "Grandmaster?" Is

there anyone in this world who can survive two calamities? Even if they had to survive, why did they choose the Ten Thousand Demons Cave? The timing was also very clever, which made people think more.

Yan Yi wanted to fly towards the figure in the air, but was pressed back to the ground by the pressure of the calamity. The spiritual energy in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave was turbulent, and the demon seals hidden in the surroundings were occasionally caught in the wandering electric light and collapsed.

Under the demon seal, the Ten Thousand Demons were startled.

Inside the Blood Moon Tower, Nie Yinzhi suddenly woke up. She sat on the couch in a daze. She seemed to have been reborn. The sudden rise in her cultivation level made her extremely clear from the inside out, and she felt as light as if she had ascended to heaven in one step. She somehow felt the suppression of the upper limit of cultivation by the lack of spiritual energy, not just for her, but for all cultivators in this world.

"Peak of the Spiritual Transformation?" Nie Yinzhi rubbed her brows. She calculated the time and her face turned red and white. Damn devil, half an hour? He slept for seven days in one go.

After he pressed the dual cultivation method into her spirit platform, Nie Yinzhi was almost forced to practice under Gu Jiang's command in the next few days, using him as a furnace to absorb her energy, until she couldn't bear it and passed out. Nie Yinzhi touched her lower abdomen, where she still felt the touch of fire embedded in her body.

Gu Jiang was not in the hall, Nie Yinzhi looked down and saw that her clothes had been changed. She stood up from the couch, took two steps and stopped again, her face red as blood, silently adapting to the discomfort coming from her body.

Nie Yinzhi suddenly raised her eyes, and a flash of inspiration suddenly popped up in her mind for no reason - Xiao Ling is dead.

At the same time, a large number of bullet screens intruded into her eyes.

[Ah, this, this, this, Xiao Ling is finally dead? ? ]

[The heroine actually died like this, will this drama collapse? 】

【At the end, the camera turned from the painting and saw the former Xiao Ling. To be honest, I felt a little sad】

【Xiao Ling finally died. I thought the barrage would explode, but I didn’t expect everyone to be so peaceful. 】

[I guess no fans of the heroine can stick to it until now. They have already made a fuss before, or maybe they haven't reacted yet. ]

[Speaking of this drama alone, the heroine has long been Nie Yinzhi, I always think that the fate is on her. ]

[Great, congratulations to our Gugu husband for being promoted to the male lead. ]

[No way, no way, he just got out of bed at this time, could it be that he did it for seven days? ? ]

[Why is Nie Yinzhi alone in the room in a daze, did you guys do it or not? ! ]

[Is there any class representative who can dig out the details and analyze whether they did it or not? I have been numbed by these two emotional liars. 】

Nie Yinzhi only felt a pain in her brow. She tilted her head to look at the dressing table. In the reflection of the mirror, the red lotus flower condensed by the magic energy on Bai Jie's forehead was wiped away inch by inch, turning into a thin spiritual mist.

What happened? Nie Yinzhi touched her brow. The magic flower condensed by the magic energy had been fine all along, how could it suddenly be dissolved by her blood?

Nie Yinzhi hurriedly put on her outer robe, and with a stroke of her fingertips on her wrist, she cut open the ribbon that bound the curse seal.

There has always been a circle of magic energy wrapped around the symbiotic curse seal, and the branches and vines around the wrist have always been dark red and almost black. Now the magic energy entangled in the symbiotic curse has been exhausted, revealing the golden patterns inside.

Even Gu Jiang's magic energy could not stay on her.

Nie Yinzhi hooked out the golden bud, only to see that on the swaying bud, a small leaf had grown out at some point, one on the left and one on the right, very symmetrical, and finally no longer half incomplete.

Before Gu Jiang pressed the seal back on the golden bud and tied the ribbon, Nie Yinzhi was sure that there was only one leaf on the bud. She had never taken the initiative to tie anyone else up, so it must be Gu Jiang who did it after she fainted, although she didn't know how he did it.

Nie Yinzhi felt the new leaf and found it was Feng Hanzhuo. If she wanted to take the initiative to tie Feng Hanzhuo up, Feng Hanzhuo would never agree. The only one who could make him submit was Gu Jiang.

"Gu Jiang!" Nie Yinzhi felt a little weak for a moment, and she didn't even have time to get angry. The uneasiness in her heart was about to drown her.

What on earth was Gu Jiang going to do?

She pushed open the door of the palace, and the tranquility in the palace was suddenly broken. The thunder outside broke into her ears. Nie Yinzhi was stunned for a moment, and quickly ran to the top floor, and saw a figure standing on the terrace.

"Feng Hanzhu, where is Gu Jiang!"

Feng Hanzhu turned around when he heard the voice, and a flash of lightning fell. The dazzling light tore through the darkness in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave and illuminated the surroundings. His eyes were shining with excitement, and he raised his chin, motioning her to look up.

Nie Yinzhi ran onto the terrace, with thick clouds rolling overhead. The old seal on the Ten Thousand Demons Cave had been broken, and the demon cultivators rushed out like crazy. The leading group of demon cultivators successively collided with the magic array hidden in the air. The array was activated one after another, and the demon energy on the demon cultivators was quickly drawn away, transformed into spiritual energy, and poured out from the other end of the array.

The spiritual energy spread in the air, activating more new seals, densely embedded in the sky above the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, almost wrapping up the world tightly.

The previous wave of thunder rolled past, and the next wave of thunder followed closely. The lightning and the talisman light intertwined together, and the spiritual energy transformed by the demon cultivators gathered into pillars of spiritual flow and was swept up to the sky, and the sky and the ground were in chaos.

Nie Yinzhi realized the benefits of reaching the peak of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Under such divine might, she would have been crushed to the ground and unable to get up in the past. At this moment, facing the lightning, she saw the person above the thick clouds at a glance. It was Gu Jiang.

"These righteous cultivators are so insidious." Feng Hanzhu snorted coldly, leaping forward and trying to rush to the Demon Sealing Seal.

Nie Yinzhi slapped him back and shouted, "What is Gu Jiang going to do?"

Feng Hanzhu realized at this time that he could not see through Nie Yinzhi's cultivation. He was greatly shocked: "Peak of the Spiritual Transformation Realm?" Damn it, after leaving here, he would also catch a cultivator to supplement! Feng Hanzhu thought about it and realized that the only person in the world who could achieve such a leap in realm was probably his master.

Feng Hanzhu shuddered, and horrifiedly suppressed the rebellious thoughts in his heart.

Nie Yinzhi grabbed his collar and held his wrist in front of him, "What's going on?"

Feng Hanzhu waved her hand away, covered his nose and took several steps back, creating a barrier between the two of them, and swallowed his saliva, "Why do you smell more and more delicious!"

If he hadn't seen with his own eyes that Gu Jiang's chimney was also melted, and the uncontrollable blood moon shadow magic energy continued to flow away, Feng Hanzhu would have been unable to restrain himself and devoured her alive on the spot.

Gu Jiang eventually ended up like the other demon ancestors, and began to weaken and collapse.

Nie Yinzhi looked at the person above the thick clouds, suppressing the thought of going to his side. She knew nothing, what if she became a burden to him? What on earth was Gu Jiang going to do?

Feng Hanxuan glanced at her expression and curled his lips: "I don't know what Master is planning either. You should know the properties of the Symbiosis Curse best."

Yes, she knew the properties of the Symbiosis Curse better than anyone else.

She once told Gu Jiang that the main spell was on her. As long as she bound another person, if she died, Gu Jiang would die, but if Gu Jiang died, she would not die.

Therefore, Gu Jiang thought that he might die, so he used himself as a cauldron to send her to the peak of the Spiritual Transformation, and when she was ignorant, he bound another person to her.

Feng Hanzhuan wasted no time, and saw Nie Yinzhi suddenly stand on the stone railing of the terrace, and fell down without any spiritual protection.

Feng Hanzhuan was horrified, and waved away the barrier and jumped down together, "Nie Yinzhi, are you crazy? Gu Jiang is not dead yet, why are you in such a hurry to die for love?!"

You two can die, why do you want to drag him to be buried with you!

Nie Yinzhi's pupils shrank, her expression was wooden, and the cold gale rolled towards her like a blade, but was dispersed by an invisible force. After several attempts, Nie Yinzhi suddenly raised her hand, like a puppet on a string, and cut her wrist, blood splattered, and the sweet smell of blood condensed and did not dissipate, and was sent to every corner of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave by the strong wind.

The demons in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave were stirring and swarming towards the central tower.

The barrier of the Blood Moon Tower was flashing continuously due to the collision of the demon cultivators. Feng Han was overwhelmed by the smell of blood and was hit by a drop of blood on the cinnabar between his eyebrows. The blood almost seeped into his brows in an instant, burning his soul and almost rushing out of his body. He lost consciousness for a moment in the spiritual mist that surged out of his body.

When he came to his senses, the barrier outside the Blood Moon Tower had collapsed and Nie Yinzhi was drowned by the demon cultivators.