The thing emerged from the turbulent water, with circles of blue rings on its body, like open eyes, densely arranged on its body. The faint blue light illuminated the deep sea and its huge body that looked like an underwater mountain.
Xue Chenjing stood in front of it, as small as a speck of dust.
He raised his eyes to admire his former masterpiece. It had grown larger than he expected. It was worth it that he had fed it with his flesh and blood every day in that life.
Xue Chenjing spread out his hands, and a gelatinous white creature floated out of the seal, saying to the two monsters: "Guard the house well, and don't let anyone enter the hidden spiritual island. If one person enters, I will cut off one of your legs, and if two people enter, I will cut off both of your legs. I can count to see how many legs you have for me to cut off."
The octopus shook with fear, and a wave of seabed was raised. The octopus obediently reached out to hold the ground. A
thick fog suddenly rose from this island, covering the entire sea area, shrouding the scattered islands. In the thick fog that covered the sky and the sun, a huge shadow flashed.
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He threw something from his hand, and the thing grew against the wind, and circles of golden light rippled out, stirring up a whirlpool on the sea. The golden light quickly formed a funnel-shaped depression. The bottom of the funnel was dark and eerie, as if it was a bottomless well, connected to a deep abyss.
The muddy ground was born from the devil of the abyss. It was born to gather in the low places like water. The fog on the sea began to flow uncontrollably into the funnel formed on the sea surface, almost forming a wonder like a flowing cloud waterfall.
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Xue Chenjing took a look and didn't really care. There is no place in the world more despairing than the ruins where gods and demons are buried together. As long as the essence of the muddy ground still coexists with him, the fog on the sea will not be so easy to get rid of.
He walked on the water, walked out of the mist slowly, looked at the people on the warship, and said with a smile: "Why are there only so few people here? You immortal sects are really getting worse with each generation."
Pei Jingchao stood at the bow, waving a long sword, pointing it at the demon in front, and said coldly: "My generation is enough to deal with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone shouted, "Form a formation!"
Several white lights shot out from the warship, and after entering the water, they quickly formed a magic formation. The spiritual line wandered on the sea surface. In just a blink of an eye, the sea water froze inch by inch, forming a land of ice and snow.
The icicles under his feet were like spikes. Xue Chenjing flew up, his figure as fast as lightning, and the icicles followed closely behind his flying clothes. Snow mist was flying all over the sky, and the falling snowflakes turned into inch-long ice blades, dense as rain, shooting down at him.
Xue Chenjing's cheek was scratched by an ice blade, and before the blood had seeped out, the frost immediately spread from the narrow wound, covering half of his cheek in a layer of ice shell.
"Hehe." He curled his lips and laughed, and the ice shell on his face broke, a drop of blood fell into the air, and a pair of wide wings suddenly spread out from the blood. A strong wind was generated under the black wings, and the wind blades swept through, cutting and shattering the ice all over the ground, and even the ice blades shot from the air were blown away by the strong wind.
He raised his palm downward and struck the ice layer under his feet. The ice layer cracked under his palm, revealing the spiritual line of the magic circle below. In just a few rounds, he found the center of the magic circle in this ice and snow realm.
Demonic aura flowed out from his palm. Xue Chenjing smashed the center of the array with one palm. The cracks spread rapidly around him. The ice and snow collapsed in an instant and dissipated into the sea.
At this time, several chains suddenly shot down from the sky, rolled up the black wings in the air, and the wings made a miserable bird cry. The huge wings were twisted and deformed by the chains, the bones cracked, and the feathers scattered, dissipating into a wisp of black mist and demonic aura.
"Demon Binding Chain." Xue Chenjing felt the same as the monster, and felt that his bones were breaking one by one, causing a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.
This feeling of being strangled by chains until bones were broken and flesh and blood burst was a long time ago, and it brought back memories of an unknown life. On the judgment stand under the gaze of thousands of people, white light enveloped him fiercely, and the Demon Binding Chain entangled his body and tightened inch by inch, first squeezing into his flesh and blood, then squeezing out his internal organs and breaking his bones.
He watched his flesh and blood splattered everywhere, and cried hoarsely from his twisted throat, but no one cared about him. No one would listen to a monster's plea for mercy. They would only cheer and celebrate, celebrating the killing of another demon.
Xue Chenjing shook his head vigorously, trying to clear this memory from his mind, but his body couldn't help shaking under the reawakening memory. He rushed furiously towards the flying black wings and crashed directly into the center of the entangled chain.
The Demon Binding Chain seemed to have also sensed the breath of this familiar person. The chain emitted a low tone of excitement and immediately entangled him, locking his body and limbs.
As the chains were put on his body, all the demonic aura around Xue Chenjing was sealed, and the familiar feeling of oppression came over him again, covering his body like a mountain pressing down on him.
His chest shook violently, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. He reached out and grabbed the chain, laughing fearlessly: "Don't you have any new tricks? I've said it before, I will never die from the same thing twice."
The silver chain swam, almost forming a cocoon made of iron chains, trapping the demon in it. The person who controlled the Demon Binding Chain on the warship said happily: "It's done!"
"Not yet." Shen Qingzhi said, "Don't take it lightly."
The next moment, the Demon Binding Chain exploded from the inside, and the broken chains flew in all directions, rushing out water columns several feet high on the sea surface.
Xue Chenjing stood suspended under the splashing water, drew his bow and shot an arrow through the warship's barrier, piercing the forehead of the monk who controlled the magic chain, and blowing his head apart.
The monk whose head was shot fell straight down, his fingers still pinching the seal, and the spiritual power between his fingers was like a flood, rapidly dissipating.
The long arrow pierced into the deck, and the thick demonic breath rolled out from under the arrow head, turning into a huge snake. The snake's tail flexibly swept across the deck, rolling out two monks, and the flared scales broke through the monk's body protection spiritual power and directly crushed the man into several pieces.
After the giant snake, several more monsters rushed out from the magic circle under the arrow, including bone monsters, three-headed dogs, and densely packed huge red ants. The monsters whose shapes could not be seen clearly shuttled on the warships, tore the hull apart, and fought with the people from the Immortal Gate.
Xue Chenjing flew into the warship, and his right hand was also wrapped in armor like snake scales. With a ding, it hit Pei Jingchao's spiritual sword. The two of them were like fast light, and they had fought back and forth several times in the blink of an eye. During the confrontation, Xue Chenjing heard Pei Jingchao ask in a low voice: "Where is Yu Yi?"
Xue Chenjing glanced at him sideways, bent his fingers to grab the sword blade, and a sharp spark rang out. He slid from the tip of the sword to the hilt, and dug a claw into his heart, "What does her whereabouts have to do with you?"
"Of course it is related." Pei Jingchao drew his sword and dodged. He glanced in one direction meaningfully and said, "I know she is here. If it weren't for her sword energy leading the way for us, we would not have found this place."
On the attic of the warship was placed a thick, dark black wood with crisscross sword marks on the wood. The remaining sword energy on it was very familiar. It was the sword energy of the Green Bamboo Sword.
The sword mark glowed faintly, echoing with Yu Yi's sword realm in the Spirit Island, just indicating the direction of the warship.
Xue Chenjing glanced at it, and the demon spirits scattered into the air, gathering towards the dark wood, trying to take it back, and laughed contemptuously: "Are you trying to say that she was lurking beside me and luring you to kill me?"
This kind of divisive talk was so low-level that he felt that it dirty his ears.
Xue Chenjing looked at Pei Jingchao gloomily, his figure was like a ghost, and he hit him in the face, "You talk too much nonsense. If you dare to mention her again, I will tear your mouth apart."
Pei Jingchao raised his sword to block, but his sharp nails still tore a bloody gap at the corner of his mouth, which was torn all the way to his ear.
Amid the gushing blood, Pei Jingchao's eyes were filled with an abnormally enthusiastic look, and he said, "She should have belonged to me. We were in love. She saved me, took me home, and rubbed medicine on my body."
The two of them passed through the hull, and the sword light and magic energy tore through the hull. The hull made a loud collapse sound, and the sea water rushed up.
Under the deafening buzzing sound, Pei Jingchao's voice, as if he was in a demonic state, drilled into Xue Chenjing's ears without missing a word.
He said, "She used to sew my clothes under the lamp, shed tears for my injuries, endured the pain of being forced to penetrate the spiritual path in order to walk with me, and embarked on spiritual practice."
"We used to dance with swords under the moon and appreciate plum blossoms in the snow. She washed my clothes, cooked for me, and forged a sword for me with her most passionate lover's blood. When I was trapped in the miasma and injured my eyes, she dug out one of her own eyes..."
The system was shocked in Xue Chenjing's mind: "Ahhh, what he said was the plot of "The Tide"! How did Pei Jingchao know? Could it be that the original male protagonist has also awakened?"
"Bullshit plot." Xue Chenjing felt pain just listening to it. He split the rolling waves and used the sharp tentacles wrapped in snake scales to dig out his eyes. "Dig out your eyes, right? I'll help you!"
Pei Jingchao stood up with a sword in his hand, looking at him with pity, raised the sword and swung it down, "If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time."
Deep in the sea island, the Crescent Bay Spirit Island is hidden under the barrier.
The lightning pillars connected to the sky formed an electric grid. Yu Yi sat in the new sword realm and suddenly heard a voice in his mind amidst the wandering lightning.
"Yu Yi, hello."
Yu Yi was startled and asked alertly, "Who?"
"I am the main control system that maintains the balance and stability of the heavens and myriad worlds. It can also be called the main god system."
"System?" Yu Yi spread his consciousness in the sword realm, trying to trace the source of the voice, and asked, "If you are here to tie me up, aren't you too late?"
The main god system said, "I'm not here to tie you up. In fact, a subordinate system numbered 073 has been sent into this world to complete the task. As the main control system, I cannot go to each small world in person. I am just communicating with you briefly through the sky thunder of this world."
The system it was talking about that was sent into this world must be Xue Chenjing's system.
Yu Yi looked up at the thin electric pole that connected him to the sky, puzzled, "What do you want to communicate?"
The main system said, "This world should have three realms: heaven, man, and devil, so that all beings in the three realms have their own destinations. On the Ascension Platform, you have seen the incompleteness of this world. The battle between gods and devils has closed the gate of heaven and cut off the path of devil."
"Every step forward for a cultivator should be accompanied by thunder. Under the power of heaven, they should shape their bodies and calm their minds, and question heaven and earth and their original hearts. The closure of the gate of heaven means that the cultivators in the world are no longer tested by thunder when they advance in their cultivation. Their hearts are not right, they are full of selfish desires, and their virtues are not worthy of their positions. The cutting off of the path of devil means that the demons have no place to live, so they can only linger in the world, making this world full of smoke and miasma, hatred is not eliminated, and the situation is getting worse and worse."
"Of course, the world also has the consciousness of self-salvation, so that pool of chaos was born. According to the predetermined destiny, someone will split the pool of chaos, so that the pure air will rise to reopen the gate of heaven, and the turbid air will sink to continue the path of evil. The three realms will restore order and start over. Who is the person who is destined by heaven? I believe you know it in your heart."
Yu Yi said expressionlessly: "Pangu."
What else? Besides Pangu, who else has the ability to split the chaos, Pei Jingchao? Is he worthy?
Main system: "..."
The main system was choked for a long time. Yu Yi felt that even the beam of lightning that reached the sky suddenly became weaker. After a long while, the main system said with difficulty: "After all, it is just a small pool of chaotic energy. It's just that this world has a little defect and needs a small patch. It is far from the level of creation of the world."
After all this time, Xue Chenjing was born to be this patch.
The main system seemed to be afraid that Yu Yi would say something difficult to answer, so it continued to talk: "According to the established development, Pei Jingchao should have completed this mission, and you came to this world to use the luck of the other big world you brought, to temper his sword with your hard work, and to help him complete this mission." @無限好文，盡在晉江文學城
"It's a pity that you failed on your first try."