Crazy! The cold master fell in love with me, she ran away from him

Shikong sneered, and a trace of demonic energy was raised on his fingertips. He flicked it casually as if playing with it, and a shrill cry spread throughout the entire Demon Abyss.

"This time, it was the leader of Yuxu Sect. Who will be next?"

Looking at this scene, Jing Yuan's eyes turned slightly red, but the divine power that was leaking out did not stop at all, and even accelerated.

"You really won't cry until you see the coffin. Then what about the disciples that your sect has carefully trained?"

Shikong laughed even more wantonly, flicked his fingertips lightly, and the long sword refined by demonic energy swayed, piercing the skin texture, and bright red blood oozed out.

"Ah-"

Yanzhou, Lu Xian'an, Yue Ze, Ye Zhanying and others seemed to have their breathing shackled. They slightly raised their necks and tried their best to avoid it.

But he couldn't move, his face flushed red, he didn't even make a sound of grief, he just stared at the void sadly.

Even the sect leader and elders could not resist. They were just puppets in Shikong's hands and could not even choose their own death.

The moment the sword pierced their necks, they closed their eyes powerlessly.

Jing Yuan widened his pupils slightly as he looked at the group of teenagers who had grown up with Li Nian and were pierced by sharp swords, but he could not save them.

Do not……

But he knew that even if he gave up sealing the Sky Devourer and took back the divine power scattered between heaven and earth, he would not be able to save them.

Death is just a matter of time.

In every catastrophe that occurred in the world, countless people died because of this, and very few survived.

At this moment, a powerful force burst out from the air, and the soft golden light that spread out broke the ancient evil energy like a tide.

The continuous vortex of power split open a safe area.

Self-exposure.

Everyone opened their eyes suddenly, and the same thought came to their mind.

I saw a tall figure blocking the sect, and soft and powerful power continued to burst out from his body, protecting them all.

Dan Yun looked up and suddenly froze, "Master! Master, what are you doing?"

She stumbled forward, but only hugged a shadow, and then she was pulled back by Chiyang Kongqing.

"Please save Master quickly, Master, please come back, don't do this--" she roared heartbreakingly.

That was the master who brought her up and accompanied and taught them as they grew up.

One of the three great masters in the world of cultivation, Master Yonghong swept his calm eyes over everyone one by one, and he was not afraid even if the world-destroying catastrophe was about to fall on his face.

"I am powerless. I can only protect you with my self-igniting spirit for one short day. From now on, I will bid you farewell. I hope you take care of yourself."

The eyes of Suifeng and the others seemed to be stained with blood. They knelt down and bowed deeply. Their voices were sad and powerful, as if they were crying blood.

"Disciple will follow the teachings of Master/Uncle."

The same was true for all the disciples. They hadn't shed a tear just now when a sharp blade was placed across their necks, but now they were weeping uncontrollably.

"Master!"

"Master uncle, why bother with us..."

"Venerable, please don't leave us. What will we do without you..."

They were all a group of teenagers, how could they hold back when seeing this scene?

Venerable Yonghong smiled slightly, his expression was gentle and kind. This was the sect's last hope, so why bother talking about whether it was worth it or not.

Listening to his little disciple's heart-wrenching cries, he glanced at Danyun helplessly, and stroked her head like he did when they were children.

"Danyun, don't cry, Master is always here."

Danyun stared at him blankly. The next moment, Yonghong's figure gradually dissipated, and the broken light spots fell to the ground little by little, returning to heaven and earth.

“Master…”

She burst into tears and curled up in Chiyang's arms in pain, her eyes full of despair.

At the same time, the other four supreme elders resolutely combusted their souls to protect their disciples in the same tragic way.

We managed to find a day and a half.

Shikong raised his eyebrows slightly, as if mocking and disdainful, "It's really touching, but is this one day enough for you to seal me?"

Jing Yuan closed his eyes in pain, and suddenly fell to the ground due to exhaustion, his messy hair hanging down, creating an extreme contrast between black and white.

"One day is enough."

He curled his lips into a sad smile, bit his fingertips, and lightly tapped the divine seal between his eyebrows. Endless divine power poured out, releasing the last trace of restriction.

This is the only thing he can do for the people.

Shikong widened his eyes slightly, his eyes full of disbelief. The divine seal between the eyebrows of the gods is where the divine vein is located.

If it disperses, the spirit will disperse.

This is an existence more terrifying than the dissipation of the soul. There is no trace left in the world, and it has truly disappeared.

If that's the case, one day is indeed enough for Jing Yuan to seal him.

No way, he would never allow it.

Even if he was destroyed, he was unwilling to be sealed again and suffer endless darkness.

"You've hidden Li Nian, haven't you? If she knew all this, would she collapse and fall into evil?"

As a chaotic spirit, Li Nian's mind is extremely pure and he will not fall into the devil easily. Once he falls into the devil, he will not be able to offer sacrifices to the lanterns.

Jing Yuan's breathing stagnated, and he looked solemnly at Shi Kong, whose face was full of madness, and his voice was as cold as ice.

"Oh, you won't find her."

Shikong paused, as if he remembered something, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Then give it a try."

He closed his eyes slightly, and used up his last bit of strength to activate the spell that had been cast long ago, and a dazzling light spread out.

Jing Yuan's calm expression collapsed bit by bit. He roared loudly and flew up, but he was still a step too late.

At the same time, Li Nian, who was blocked outside the secret room, felt his legs go weak and he fell to his knees.

"Well………"

A burning pain spread from the top of the head to the entire head, like the pain of being burned by flames.

Li Nian's pupils widened instantly, and drops of cold sweat slid down her forehead. She lost her voice in pain and pounded her head hard.

Yuhua on the side took a step back, her expression changed several times, but she could do nothing.

It turns out that this is what is called destiny.

The scene in front of me began to distort, painful roars from afar could be heard, endless blood flowed, and everything became weird.

But it is so real.

The last scene in his mind stayed on Jing Yuan, who was wearing blood-stained clothes, with the divine seal between his eyebrows dark and gloomy.

Like a candle flickering in the wind, it may be blown out at any time.

Li Nian blinked, the burning pain in his mind slowly subsided, and a tear fell without warning.

She could no longer hold back and screamed loudly. The overwhelming pain seemed to engulf her entire body. She had never been so out of control as she was now.

"It's fake, everything is fake, Jing Yuan, you lied to me..."

Li Nian knelt on the ground, covering his heart, trying his best to alleviate the despair and helplessness when the truth was revealed.

He carefully wove a peaceful illusion for her, disregarding the need to weaken his own strength, and even created an avatar that was as powerful as his real self, just to deceive her.

Jingyuan, you are so cruel.

After a long pause, Li Nian slowly stood up, her eyes were red, and she broke the false fantasy with a flick of her sleeve. She didn't need any of this.

Then, endless blood and wailing sounds echoed above the sky.