"No! Chen Jing, Chen Jing, Madam Lian, please don't kill him, please..." There was a loud banging sound in the hall, and the restraint on the door could not help shaking.

The two Yun family monks were already on high alert, and they quickly reached out to hold down Xue Xingzhi who was banging the door crazily. Yun Zhu frowned and said, "Mr. Xue, I thought you were more reasonable than your wife, but why are you so confused? I said it was a demon, not your son!"

While holding down Xue Xingzhi, Wei Tinglan, who had just woken up, crawled to the door and knocked on it.

She couldn't see with her eyes, but could only smell the strong smell of blood and hear her husband's panicked pleading. Fear was like a sharp blade, grinding her spirit over and over again.

The Xue couple were locked in this room, not allowed to leave or let anyone in. When they were hungry, they could only eat the leftover soup and cold meat on the table, or they were given two magic pills to nourish their bodies.

No one told them the specific situation. Even if they mentioned their son's name, they would only get a reply like "He is a demon". The two monks were unwilling to tell them more information.

In this situation, the two could not eat or sleep. They could only listen to the fierce fighting outside and watch wave after wave of monks besieging their son. They were always worried, and their minds were like wax on a candlestick, constantly being burned by the fire.

The magic pills given by the monks can nourish the body and forcibly improve the blood and qi, but they cannot hold the fragile mind of a mortal.

Wei Tinglan could no longer bear it. No one could hear what she was crying out.

Yun Zhu said, "Junior brother, go and stop the lady. Don't let her hurt herself again." The

monk he called his junior brother nodded and wanted to go up and pull Wei Tinglan, but Xue Xingzhi frantically shouted and stopped him on the spot.

"Get out of here! Don't touch her! Don't touch her!"

Yun Zhu turned around and saw Xue Xingzhi's extremely distorted face. The elegant and upright businessman he had seen at first, now his hair was completely white, his face was even more haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at him with resentment as if he was poisoned.

He was actually frightened by a mortal half covered in yellow earth. He took a step back and retracted his hand to grab Wei Tinglan.

Monks have always been respected in the mortal world. When they go out to exorcise demons and monsters, they are used to seeing the admiration and longing eyes of mortals. This is the first time that Yun Su has been looked at with such resentment, and his heart is like a heavy blow.

He looked up at the magic circle outside the house. He didn't know what tricks the demon had. After being besieged for many days, he still had the strength to resist. Under the joint suppression of Madam Lian's battle formation and many monks who rushed over, the demonic energy on his body was still surging.

In order to destroy him, the righteous monks didn't know how many people were killed in this realm of mind.

But in return, he was given such a hateful look.

Yun Su turned his head and watched Xue Xingzhi shake off his senior brother's hand, stumble over, and hold Wei Tinglan in his arms, rocking her like a child, whispering, "Lanniang, Lanniang, it's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."

This wealthy couple in the world, at this moment, looked extremely miserable. He felt a little absurd and murmured, "Why? We... are obviously fighting demons and defending the way."

Seeing that his mood was flawed, Yun Zhu immediately pinched a Qingxin Jue point on his forehead and scolded, "Wake up!"

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Yun Su was shocked and turned to look at his senior brother.

Yunzhu frowned and said: "These two mortals were bewitched by demons and fell into a mental barrier. They can't tell what is good and what is evil. As a monk, are you still being led by the minds of mortals? If you don't kill the demon here and let him release the demons in the field, who knows how many people will have their families broken up and their families separated?"

The Qingxin Jue dispersed the hesitation in his heart. The senior brother's words were like thunder, and Yun Su's brows were filled with confusion. The doubt gradually receded and became firm again.

That's right, he couldn't just see the couple in front of him. They entered the realm of thought without breaking the boat, and they were burdened with the safety of more people.

"Brother, what should they do?" he asked.

The two of them looked at the Xue couple who fell on the ground. Xue Xingzhi no longer knocked on the door, nor did he stick his head out to see what was happening outside. He hugged his wife and coaxed her in a low voice.

Until this moment, how could Xue Xingzhi not understand that the two of them were the bargaining chips used by these cultivators to deal with Xue Chenjing? He did not understand what the "mind power" that Madam Lian was talking about was, nor did he understand what this "realm" was. This was clearly the Xue Mansion, where they had lived all their lives.

But he knew that it must be because of them that his son was trapped here, so that he could only be besieged by so many people and could not escape.

Xue Xingzhi leaned close to his wife's ear and explained to her in a local dialect that was difficult for people to understand, explaining to her that their concern for their child had become a knife for others to cut him.

They had been waiting for him for so long and prayed for him to come back, not to push him into a dead end.

Wei Tinglan understood, groped to grab his hand, and stroked the ring on his finger. Xue Xingzhi understood what she meant and sighed, "Okay."

Xue Xingzhi had been a merchant all his life, traveling all over the world. He had encountered many robbers and thieves, and had experienced many business battles. He naturally had some self-defense methods. But he never thought that one day, these methods would be used on himself.

He raised his hand and stroked Wei Tinglan's neck, and whispered in her ear to describe Xue Chenjing's current appearance.

"He hasn't changed much since he left home, except that he's a little taller. You know how tall I am. He's more than half a head taller than me. His hair has grown to his waist and is tied with a red rope. His eyes are exactly the same as yours, his face shape is like yours, his nose and mouth are like mine..."

Seeing that they no longer resisted, Yunzhu and Yunsu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing their sobbing faces, they still felt a little bit reluctant.

However, to exorcise a demon, there must be sacrifices. After successfully exorcising the demon, the immortal sect will send them back to be well taken care of.

Wei Tinglan leaned quietly in Xue Xingzhi's arms as he muttered, her eyes open, her pupils gray. Her eyes were indeed very fragile. It was said that after the child left home, she cried all day long and cried her eyes blind.

The tears flowing from his eyes were actually mixed with blood.

No matter how the two cultivators of the Yun family explained, the man outside was not their son. The two people could not listen at all. The Xue couple had already regarded them as existences more hateful than demons, and they were not allowed to touch them.

The two cultivators had no choice but to crush the pills and surround them with spiritual power to force the effects of the elixir into their bodies, trying to relieve their physical pain.

But they soon found something wrong. Even the elixir could not retain the rapidly fading vitality of the two.

Yun Su hurriedly squatted down and sent out a spiritual consciousness to explore their bodies. He found a blood spot the size of a needle tip between the necks of the two people. The poison was spreading in their bodies. This elixir that increased qi and blood catalyzed the toxins to accelerate their effects.

Yun Su and Yun Zhu panicked and hurriedly searched their storage bags to find the detoxifying pills, but it was too late. The bodies of the two mortals in front of them were rapidly decaying. Their seven orifices were oozing black blood and they leaned against each other in exhaustion.

Boom -

there was a sudden loud noise outside, and the lotus petals that were slowly closing and imprisoning Xue Chenjing suddenly exploded, breaking into countless small fragments and flying in all directions.

Madam Lian was pierced through the center of her eyebrows by a fragment, and her soul was severely damaged. Her figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

On the top of Xiaoyao Gate's peak, a woman sitting cross-legged spat out a mouthful of blood, and the lotus in her arms withered.

This was her life-originated magic weapon. As long as the magic weapon was there, she was alive. If the magic weapon was destroyed, she was dead.

Madam Lian's body, wrapped in a complicated palace dress, was like a withered lotus, withering and aging at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her long black hair, which was scattered behind her, turned snow-white inch by inch.

She looked at her wrinkled palm in disbelief. How could it be possible? How could Xue Chenjing hurt her? Even if he had been reincarnated, he had not been reincarnated, and the power of the blood covenant should still be able to restrain him.

If he could hurt himself, then the Xue couple would also be in danger, and that realm of mind could not trap him.

Madam Lian raised her withered arm and pointed to the center of her eyebrows, wanting to enter the realm again with her original spirit. But her soul was severely damaged, and the spiritual power that was constantly flowing around her body was not enough to support her soul to leave the world again.

The monk's Dharma body, which was above the mortal world, declined, dragging her back from the clouds into the mortal world. Her vision began to blur, her hearing began to decline, and her breathing began to become turbid. Madam Lian had not experienced the taste of being a mortal for many years, and this moment made her feel terrified.

It seemed that even her thinking had become blunt as she entered the mortal world. She could no longer care about the devil's chaos, and the hatred and unwillingness of thousands of years were forgotten with the passing of memory.

Madam Lian was in the vortex at that time, how could she not know the situation of the Yi family at that time.

After the demise of the Ji clan, only the Yao, Jiang, and Yun families were left. The Yi family that rose later was a thorn in their eyes. As Xue Chenjing said, without him, they would find other reasons to suppress the Yi family.

She hated Xue Chenjing, and she hated the three great families who seized the opportunity to kill the Yi family. However, the three families were so powerful at that time that she had no power to retaliate against them.

But it didn't matter. The three families had already begun to decline, and the descendants who remained now were not very capable. This time, they were also involved, and no one could escape.

Madam Lian thought of this, relaxed, and slowly leaned on the seat. In her dim vision, she saw a figure running towards her quickly, "Ah Heng."

She raised her hand with all her strength, and before the figure stretched out his hand to hold her, Madam Lian's last consciousness completely dissipated. Her soul was damaged, and her soul also dissipated very quickly between heaven and earth.

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Yi Heng knelt in front of her, leaned over and cried, "Mother!"

In the realm of thought, without the powerful help of Madam Lian, the advantages of the righteous cultivators were immediately weakened a lot, especially when the demon seemed to have reached the last moment of struggle, and the magic power in his body suddenly surged.

Blood continued to pour from his chest, the tendons under his skin bulged, his dark pupils were gradually filled with red, the facial features of a human became blurred on his face, his mouth and nose began to stretch outwards, and he was about to transform into a beast face.

Under his fluttering robes, a fluffy fur tail extended, the fur was like snow, and the tip of the tail was coated with burning red. As soon as this tail came out, the temperature of the entire realm of mind climbed up, and balls of blue fox fire exploded in the air.

The formation condensed by the monks' combined efforts was still pressing on his head, but the spiritual line was agitated by the burning of the fox fire.

Deep in Xue Chenjing's heart, the demonic shadow of the nine-tailed fox had completely appeared, and its huge figure almost occupied his entire heart. Countless tentacles were vaguely seen above the fox shadow, strangling its entire figure, entangled and fighting each other.

The nine-tailed fox turned its head and bit the tentacles wrapped around its body, and Xue Chenjing's soul began to ache, and his head seemed to be bitten by wild beasts.

The strong prey on the weak among the monsters, and they devour each other. When Xue Chenjing was full of fire, he could make the monsters submit and use him for his own purposes, but once he was weak, he would only end up being devoured.

The system looked at its task tree that continued to fail, and the decline in favorability showed the extent to which Xue Chenjing's consciousness was being devoured.

Now, the favorability has dropped to 70%.

The system was in a panic, but it was a love system, not an upgrade system. It had never seen such a scene before. It could only flip through the mall while shouting, "Host, hold on!"

Perhaps the system was too flustered, Xue Chenjing actually caught a glimpse of its traces and saw the strange task tree inside.

Xue Chenjing was distracted while fighting with the nine-tailed fox's consciousness and asked, "Why is the favorability... decreasing? Yi, she is angry, she must be angry." At

this moment of distraction, Xue Chenjing's soul was pierced by the nine-tailed fox's claws, and his consciousness was partially swallowed by it. Xue Chenjing watched the favorability value plummet instantly.

Favorability 50%.

He suddenly seemed to understand something.

However, this was no longer important. His consciousness was fading quickly, and his thoughts about Yu Yi were fading with it. No matter whose favorability this was, no matter whether Yu Yi loved him or not, all of this became unimportant.

Tyranny took over his heart, and his thirst for human blood made his throat dry as if it were burning.

Three more tails burst out from behind Xue Chenjing, and the four tails swept across the courtyard. The hair on the tails was like sharp steel needles, destroying trees and breaking rocks. His body bent down, and claws grew from his five fingers. He bent his fingers and grabbed the spiritual lines of the magic circle pressing around him, tearing the spiritual lines apart.

The magic circle was broken, and the huge backlash formed a strong wind, rushing back towards the monks who set up the formation. His figure was like a ghost, dragging a long fox tail, rushing towards the monks who were flying backwards, just wanting to tear open their hearts and moisten his thirsty throat with blood.

The scene around him suddenly shook, the sky tore open, the collapsed buildings on the ground disappeared, revealing the lush green waves in the mountains and fields.

The picture in front of Xue Chenjing's eyes flickered, and a tall green tree appeared in front of him. A wooden wishing stick was hung on the branch, and colorful silk threads hung from the wooden stick. The silk threads were woven into the shape of a butterfly and were swaying in the wind.

At that time, his memory was not awakened, and he was not afraid of butterflies. He once asked his mother to weave such a tassel for him.

Xue Chenjing stopped under the tree in astonishment, stretched out his sharp nails to hook off the wishing stick, and turned the card over. On the card was a familiar handwriting, written in the colors of a painting.

"My son Chen Jing..."

He looked back at the faintly colored threads under the green leaves. The positions of these threads formed a formation, and in the center of the formation were two figures sitting together.

Xue Chenjing walked a few steps towards that place, and saw the black blood dripping from their bodies. He finally realized why this realm of mind was suddenly broken.

In his heart, the nine-tailed fox was still roaring, constantly eroding his mind. Xue Chenjing stumbled towards the two people and called out cautiously, "Dad, Mom..."

The bloodthirsty desire of the nine-tailed fox surged in his heart. His eyes were red, and his vision was covered with a distorted layer of blood. The sharp claws on his palms that were about to transform into beasts would tear their clothes and puncture their skin with just a light touch.

Xue Chenjing knelt beside them, not knowing what to do for a moment. He sat there for a while, crying and biting off the sharp nails on his hands, rubbed the blood on his body, and reached out to hold his mother's hand.

The beast on his face seemed to have faded a little, the hair on his temples faded, his cheeks became smooth again, and his eyebrows and eyes returned to human form.

Xue Chenjing tried his best to suppress the influence of the nine-tailed fox on himself, and then he dared to hold his mother's hand and put his face into her palm which still had some residual warmth.

"Mother, I'm sorry, I let you touch me, I let you touch me..." He buried his head in her soft palm, holding her fingers, sliding down from her eyebrows, touching her straight nose and sliding down to her lips, crying bitterly, "Mother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Xue Chenjing's mind collapsed further, his clothes tore, and there seemed to be a crack on his back. The surging bones pulled apart his flesh and blood, and something broke out of his body.

Six long, fluffy, snow-white tails stretched out from behind him, and the fox fire on the tail tip made the air boil.

Clusters of fox fire spread from his body, engulfing the forest in flames. The colorful silk threads under the wishing scepter curled and melted, and the wooden scepter and the forest turned into ashes.

When the flames shot up into the sky, Yu Yi was sitting on Senior Brother He's back. In her hand, she held a palm-sized ball. The ball was made of tiny pieces of wood, just like the boards of the Emperor's chariot were shrunk a thousand times to form this small ball.

The carvings of the nine-headed bird can still be seen on the ball. Naturally, the nine-headed demon bird has also shrunk a lot, as small as a sparrow.

Previously, the nine-headed bird lost the trace of its owner, so Yu Yi ordered it to fly to Wangye.

When the Emperor's chariot disintegrated, they had actually arrived in Wangye and could already see the location of the Lingyue Palace of the Immortal Alliance.

Lingyue Palace was built on Diwu Mountain, where the Diwu sacred tree was dug up. Behind Lingyue Palace is Wangye, where the demons are sealed.

Now the seal on Wangye has cracked, and a crack is winding down from the sky above the endless wasteland.

A tall tower can be vaguely seen in the crack, with a bright light shining on the top of the tower. Even in the daytime, the light can be seen clearly.

Dark air lingered under the tower, suppressed by the light of the top of the tower. No matter how it surged, it could not rush out.

Yu Yi was now between Lingyue Palace and the place where the fire had just shot up to the sky. The ball in her palm suddenly rolled, and the nine-headed bird popped out its head. It called out hastily and disappeared again.

She understood what the nine-headed bird meant. It had just sensed where its master was, which was the place where the fire had broken out in the mountains.

Yu Yi immediately ordered Senior Brother He to turn around and rush over there.

The blazing flames enveloped the forest and spread rapidly. The air was burned so much that breathing was painful. Yu Yi, who had both lightning and fire spiritual roots, found it difficult to breathe under such a strange red fire.

However, Xue Chenjing was inside. Perhaps because of their previous spiritual communication, she had some telepathic induction in her consciousness. When she got here, she could vaguely feel where he was.

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In the flames that were burning and boiling, she vaguely saw a figure crawling on the ground. The fox tail spread out behind him and the bent back like a beast made him look like a human.

But Yu Yi clearly heard the familiar crying sound again.

Yu Yi restrained her breath and approached the shadow cautiously.

The fox tail hanging on the ground suddenly separated, sweeping away the surrounding flames, revealing the person behind the flames.

To say that he was a human, in fact, it was no longer the case. He had more animal characteristics, and his body shape was almost completely bestialized. Only his profile still retained some human appearance.

But in such a brief moment when she saw it, his face had been completely replaced by a beast face.

But Yu Yi saw the face being devoured by the beast, and she shouted loudly: "Aqiu!"

The person who was called turned around suddenly, and a pair of blood-red eyes flashed bloodthirsty light in the fire.

At the same time, Yu Yi heard the familiar system voice screaming: "Master! Quick! While you still have a little consciousness, go and get the heart fire! Oh, my God, it's the heroine, it's Ayi! The nine-tailed fox will eat her!"