Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

Shen Yichen is crazy, no, it’s Qinglong who is crazy, no, it’s Youhui who is crazy, anyway, it’s Shen Yichen who is crazy now!

In the Hongya chess game, the chess piece that breaks the game in the heart of heaven and earth is not black, not white, not life, not death, nor is it the hiding and emptiness that Shen Yichen wants, but madness and killing. How wonderful is fate!

The core essence of the art of heaven's secrets is not to deceive, not to be complacent, not to see through things, but to respect the time and follow the will of heaven. That's because the art of heaven's secrets should not be about heaven's secrets, but about people's hearts!

Shen Yichen, who was half black and half blood, fell from the sky and landed right in the middle of the endless abyss. The terrifying murderous aura swept in all directions, forcing everyone to stop fighting. Only King Wuyou and Demon-Slaying Lingling were still fighting.

Shen Yichen dodged and repelled Han Da with a sword, and repelled Wan Er with another sword. These two men still wanted to kill people!

Shen Yichen raised the Soul-Eating Sword, and a stream of sword energy shot straight into the sky. He roared:

"All citizens of the Dark World, listen up! Retreat to the Dark World immediately!"

Beyond the sword energy, the soul of the Phantom Snake appeared and disappeared. It was just an illusion formed by the energy of the undead, not the residual image of the Phantom Snake in Shen Yichen's body. But this was enough. It was the god worshipped in the Dark Realm!

Without waiting for King Wuyou's order, all the surviving people from the Night Realm near the Endless Abyss retreated into the Endless Abyss. They all made a very strange gesture, placing their hands on their hearts and bowing their heads in worship. Of course, they were worshipping the soul of Youhu.

King Wuyou did not retreat because he was unable to get away, but he did not doubt Shen Yichen in his heart. Youhui was a god and a belief, and it had not changed for thousands of years.

King Wuyou was shocked, because the Mingyou area had been looking for Youhui, and he didn't expect that it was in this world.

Shen Yichen looked at the people of Mingyou who disappeared into the endless abyss, retracted the sword to the sky, and flashed to attack Handa and Waner.

Of course, the Ji family's Demon-Slaying Leader Ling Ling was also to be killed. The three long streets filled with corpses and blood had filled Shen Yichen's heart. There was only hatred in his eyes!

Shen Yichen's hands, one holding the Soul-Eating Sword and the other holding the Blood-Eating Sword, were madly attacking and clashing with the axes and swords of the two heroes of Qihui Mountain.

The powerful sword energy and the force of swords and axes swept in all directions, and everyone retreated. For a while, Shen Yichen and the two heroes of Qihuishan were fighting to a draw.

"Brother, you're right, Great Immortal! You're punishing us! I didn't steal the beauty!"

"I didn't snatch the beauty either. Does that mean we both have to snatch the beauty for the Immortal in the future?"

"Brother, do we still have a future? The Immortal is trying to kill us!"

"His eyes are dull, the immortal has fallen into the mortal world. This is not good, this is not good!"

……

Shen Yichen now looked like another Demon-Slaying Lingling Leader, and the murderous aura on him was even stronger. His eyes, one black and one blood-red, were cold and lifeless. He seemed to have nothing but murderous aura, and the aura of the undead and the breath of blood shadows were all on the Soul-Devouring Sword and the Blood-Devouring Sword.

"Brother, that's not right. The Immortal is using my swordsmanship. We're really going to suffer!"

"Auntie, have you seen me?"

"Yeah, she said she came to see you, didn't you meet her?"

"What the hell, it's over, it's over, we're both dead!"

"What should we do? Let's run away!"

"How did you escape? Did you manage to escape?"

……

The two heroes of Qihui Mountain attacked Shen Yichen frantically from the left and right. Every attack by the three of them was a collision of power. The tremendous power released made the people watching around them feel trembling.

Near the nameless pavilion, Mu Qingxue was no longer strong this time. Her pants were not wet, but she was in tears, half sad and half scared, frightened by the stranger Shen Yichen.

The little Taoist boy kept staring at the situation inside the nameless pavilion. The old fortune-teller also had a worried look on his face. Obviously, this was not within his expectations.

The little Taoist boy, on the contrary, had a feeling of gloating. He had just made a wrong move in chess and was tricked by the fortune-teller. Of course he felt unhappy!

"Senior, you expected this a long time ago, right?"

Mu Qingxue was really sad, not only because of Shen Yichen, but also because the little Taoist boy had hidden everything from her.

"The secret is revealed, but I really don't know the ending, and I won't ask for it!"

"Are you still lying to me? Whose life and death tribulation is it?"

The little Taoist boy was shocked when he heard this, and responded helplessly:

"It belongs to both of you. As for who lives and who dies, I really don't know!"

Mu Qingxue reacted very quickly and asked directly:

"You mean we were robbed together?"

"Yes!"

"Then why did you bring me here?"

After Mu Qingxue asked, she figured it out herself. If she didn't show up here, but waited outside the sword energy cage, she would definitely stop Shen Yichen from becoming a demon, and then she would definitely die!

"Hey, Senior, you really have good intentions!"

"Silly girl, man proposes, God disposes. I thought Shen Yichen would use the power of yin and yang to absorb the spirit energy and blood shadow breath, and then he might explode and die. But looking at the situation, this should be considered a lucky encounter for him, but the result is not as expected!"

Mu Qingxue took a deep breath and sighed inwardly:

"Xiao Chenchen, I just want to give you the gift and talk to you alone. How can the heavens be so heartless!"

There was another person who was sad at the moment, and that was Ji Yinnan. His heart was bleeding, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes, but he didn't dare to let them fall. He was the descendant of the Demon Slayer, and only if he was ruthless could he slay the demon!

But Ji Yinnan was really heartbroken. Shen Yichen had become a demon, a demon he wanted to destroy. Shen Yichen could not return to the Ji family, never again.

Ji Yinan's childhood dream was completely shattered at this moment, and it was in pieces. The despair from the heart was so painful.

Ji Yinan no longer thought about fighting alongside Shen Yichen. He was confused. To be more precise, his heart had changed. He asked himself:

"Yi Chen, do you want to kill him too?"

Ji Yinan once asked his master the same question outside Yingzhou!

"Anyone with a different heart will be killed! Anyone with a rebellious heart will be killed! Anyone with a rebellious heart will be killed!"

Ji Yinnan walked forward to Jian Ying. He always thought that Shen Yichen should not be killed. Even before Shen Yichen appeared just now, he thought that Shen Yichen should not be killed. What about now?

Shen Yichen is related to the Dark Realm. His heart is different, his heart is evil, and his heart is rebellious!

Ji Yinnan seemed to no longer need anyone to give him an answer. He looked at Shen Yichen, who was half black and half blood, and only one word emerged in his mind: Kill!

Ji Yinnan's heart was trembling, his hands were trembling, his whole body was trembling, because the person he wanted to kill was himself, not Shen Yichen. He failed to protect his young master, and he failed to protect his younger brother!

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

Ji Yinnan's tears finally fell. He felt really sorry for his aunt Shen Surong and his brother. The dream of ten years was shattered in one day, leaving him with only two lines of tears!

Ji Xuanyan in black patted Ji Yinan's shoulder and sighed:

"You shouldn't have come to Jian Ying!"

"If I don't come to Jian Ying, where else can I go? I miss my brother, I miss my brother..."

"Hey!"

Ji Xuanyan in black looked at Ji Yinnan, who was crying with tears streaming down her face, and her heart seemed to be moved.

Ji Yinan is the young master of the Ji family, how could Ji Xuanyan not pay attention to him?

The courtyard where Shen Yichen lived as a child, which was guarded by Ji Yinan, seemed to be a compromise made by the Ji family to Ji Qingfeng, but it was actually saved by Ji Xuanyan.

Ji Xuanyan in black was not surprised at all about Shen Yichen's change!

The Messenger of the Dead? Shen Yichen was the Messenger of the Dead. As for the ending, Ji Xuanyan in black couldn't see it, but she had her own ending planned.

Ji Xuanyan in black looked at Shen Yichen, who was covered in wounds but fearless, and muttered to herself in her heart:

"Brother Chen, I'm sorry, I'm going to make you disappear from the chessboard. Since the two Half-Emperor Swords couldn't trap you, then you have no choice but to die!"

The reason why Ji Xuanyan in black did not help Sister Qing was certainly not because Shen Yichen was not a member of the Ji family, but because that was the result she wanted. If Shen Yichen did not leave the chess game, he would always be a chess piece.

"Bitch, do you regret it? Is this the result you wanted?"

Sister Qing flashed to the side of Ji Xuanyan in black. She couldn't understand Shen Yichen's change and wanted to ask Ji Xuanyan in black for advice, but how could she admit defeat?

"go to hell!"

Shen Yichen roared!

In the middle of the endless abyss, Shen Yichen's left-hand Soul-Eating Sword collided with Han Da's giant axe, and his right-hand Blood-Thirsty Sword clashed with Wan Er's greatsword.

The three of them simultaneously mobilized all their strength into the weapons in their hands. This was a fight to the death. No matter who it was, someone was bound to die. No one could help, no one could save him!

The entire endless abyss was engulfed by the terrifying aura of the three people, and no one else could get close at all.