591 Blue Kite
The air was bitingly cold, as if water had been poured on it during the coldest part of winter, instantly freezing and then quickly condensing into tiny beads, like raindrops. The bright red color stood out starkly against the firelight, a sight that was both shocking and disturbing.
A piercing scream rang out, her eyes filled with terror and despair.
Unable to believe that she would end her life in this place, in this way, her body began to tremble, her strength rapidly draining away, rendering her unable to offer any further resistance.
He hissed in a low voice, unwilling to accept his fate, "I want to live forever, I want to live forever! God, God, quickly, quickly grant me power!"
I will repay you double in the future.
At this moment, I am filled with anxiety and pray for God's help, but the demon statue is hidden in a secret room and is not with me at the moment, nor do I want to carry it with me at all times, as it evokes a naked sense of being spied on.
Sometimes the stronger the urge, the closer you get, the greater the temptation becomes, and the more you feel the urge to kill, kill, as if it were about to corrupt you.
Upon seeing this, Ren Pingsheng's eyes flashed with a resolute and decisive look.
With a sudden swing of his three-foot-long sword, the sword energy was chilling and extremely sharp.
The surrounding blood rain suddenly exploded, scattering everywhere, like a tree falling and monkeys scattering.
A single sword strike contained all of Ren Pingsheng's anger and determination; he had seen it all before, yet his heart had never cooled, nor was he willing to.
He thought to himself, 'Eliminate evil completely! Now that we've encountered it, we must slaughter them all, living up to our life's ambition!'
The sword energy sliced through the air with a sharp whistling sound, carrying countless wronged souls who had died directly or indirectly at its hands, shooting towards it with fury, as if even space itself was being torn apart by this sword.
Huo Lieyang stared wide-eyed in terror, his heart pounding. He didn't want to die and wanted to escape, but his body was already paralyzed.
At this moment, his angry eyes could only watch helplessly as the chilling sword energy approached, his heart filled with despair.
Just like the wronged souls that the blazing sun had wantonly slaughtered in the past, the cause and effect have been reversed, as if it were predetermined.
With a muffled thud, the sword energy instantly severed Huo Lieyang's head, leaving a three-foot-deep gash in the ground. Blood spurted out, staining the surrounding ground crimson, vivid and glaring.
Before the sword energy dissipated, Huo Lieyang's head tumbled several times in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, his face still bearing the expression of terror and resentment.
It was as if it were asking, 'God, why won't you come to save me? I am King Wu; I can sacrifice even more, even more lives for you!'
God did not answer!
He sheathed his longsword, a look of exhaustion but satisfaction on his face.
Looking at the headless corpse of Huo Lieyang on the ground, he felt a sense of victory, but more than that, he felt an overwhelming sense of regret and hatred.
Mu Shanlong and Gu Shanqing slowly stepped forward, carefully examined him, and then looked at Ren Pingsheng, clasping their hands in a soft gesture of respect, saying, "Lord Ren, you've worked hard."
Without Ren Pingsheng's single-minded pursuit, it's uncertain whether Huo Lieyang would have stayed.
Ren Pingsheng smiled slightly, then suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body, and staggered, feeling utterly powerless.
Suddenly, four large, rough hands simultaneously supported Ren Pingsheng's left and right shoulders.
In an instant, the three of them smiled at each other, and all their fatigue and hardship turned into the joy of victory.
After a moment's adjustment, Ren Pingsheng said softly, "Thank you, but I'm fine. You two should hurry and help the others."
Shanlong and Shanqing exchanged a glance. Shanlong nodded and said, "Shanqing, you stay here. I'll go first." With that, he vanished in a flash.
Ren Pingsheng was about to say something when Shan Qing shook her head slightly. Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly, swallowed the healing pills, and quickly recovered while resting with his eyes closed.
Huo Lieyang's wealth, secret manuals, and cultivation resources are not urgent. They can be dealt with after the situation is stabilized.
Looking into the distance, Shan Qing saw the flashing swords and shadows of the battle, a fight that was fierce and evenly matched.
The night was hazy and quiet. In the secluded study, Xixi and the others slept peacefully.
Yun Shuni and Yun Qing emerged from the spiritual land together, while the others continued their cultivation, including Wen'er.
Under the moonlight, their figures appeared exceptionally gentle.
Yun Shuni wore an elegant emerald gold dress, her steps light and graceful, lively and cheerful, as if carrying the breath of spring.
The dress was made of a light and soft fabric, like a cicada's wing, through which her long and shapely legs could be vaguely seen.
A thin gold ribbon was tied around her waist, making her figure appear even more elegant and graceful.
With fair skin and long hair casually tied back with a bright green ribbon, a few strands of hair fluttered gently in the wind, adding a touch of lively beauty.
She was truly as beautiful as a fairy, and the dragon horns that were faintly visible on her head added to her mysterious beauty.
Yun Qing wore a long white dress, her slender and straight legs were beautiful, and the faint phoenix mark on her forehead was incredibly lifelike.
She is charming and delicate, exquisite and beautiful, noble and pure, which makes one feel affection and tenderness.
Her features were exquisite, her eyes were clear and bright, and her pupils were so captivating that they were unforgettable at first glance, full of gentleness and liveliness.
Within the sacred land, the surrounding spiritual energy gathers, making cultivation twice as effective with half the effort.
Having just finished their cultivation, both of them were accompanied by a faint, thunderous power and the sound of wind.
Like a lotus emerging from clear water, natural and pure, with a delicate and refined fragrance like a fragrant orchid.
Yun Qing held Yun Shuni's hand and walked slowly. The moonlight was bright, and the dark clouds in the distance seemed to deliberately avoid it.
She couldn't help but whisper, "Little sister, it's been so long since we've enjoyed such a leisurely moon-gazing experience."
Yun Shuni gently tightened her grip on Yun Qing's hand, pressing it close as if nestled in a soft embrace, and softly chuckled, "Yes. It's been so long since I've had this much peace and quiet."
Seeing the sparse dark clouds in the sky, he circulated his true energy freely, and a trace of supernatural power suddenly appeared, as if the spiritual energy in the world was moved by it.
With a gentle wave of the hand, a light drizzle appeared out of nowhere, like fine rain threads condensed from the air.
When the rain first appeared, it was as fine as cow's hair. Yun Shuni slowly activated her powers, a bead of sweat on her forehead. Under her control, the rain gradually expanded, eventually covering the entire border town, until it was shrouded in a curtain of rain for miles around.
This drizzle is unlike any other; each drop contains a subtle spiritual energy, as if it can cleanse one's soul and purify the dust of the world.
The rain fell gently, landing in every corner of the border town, and those who were asleep suddenly felt a sense of peace and tranquility.
In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a light rain enveloped the entire border town, and then slowly stopped.
As Yun Shuni gazed into the distance at the spectacular sight she had created, a faint smile appeared on her face.
Beads of sweat slowly dripped from his forehead, as if he was reluctant to leave.
Yun Shuni said playfully in a soft voice, "There's still a long way to go. I need to continue to work hard in my cultivation."
Just wave my hand, and the rain will pour down; I can control it as I please.
Yun Qing smiled gently, then suddenly wrote a few strokes in mid-air. His true energy condensed and took shape, transforming into a blue kite that slowly broke through the air, lifelike, as if it were about to take flight at any moment.
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