Burial with Qing Yao

The blood dripping from the bronze balance fell on the ground, and the vegetation withered.

On the top of Luofu Mountain, the clouds were gloomy, and the wind blew through the grass and trees, making a humming sound, which seemed to be mourning.

Jiang Ran stimulated the demonic power and stirred it countless times in the body, and the meridians were faintly collapsing.

His physical body began to be unable to withstand the impact, especially the right arm holding the bronze balance, with bulging blood vessels that were about to burst.

The originally pale skin was eroded and blackened by the ferocity in Tongheng, and it continued to spread up the arms to the neck.

There were chaotic whispers coming from my ears, and countless voices mixed together, making Jiang Ran lose his mind.

He tilted his head and twitched, and everything he saw was blood red.

Everything in the world lost its original color, and the desire to kill became stronger, which could not be suppressed no matter what.

He gritted his teeth, urged the demon power again, and stirred up the last time in his body.

The opposite Jiang Ran who was disguised as "flesh and blood" did not give him enough time. He would not let Jiang Ran be promoted. When Jiang Ran was attacked by the demon force and could not resist, he attacked him fiercely.

Jiang Ran saw it, but his arm was eroded to the point where he couldn't lift it up, and the bronze balance seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and it was still biting back against him.

Facing the crisis, Jiang Ran closed his eyes for a moment, only to feel that someone was holding his shoulder, holding his hand, and fighting back with the bronze scale in his hand.

As soon as the man shook his hand, the ferocious aura on the copper scale subsided a lot, and his arm was no longer heavy.

He tilted his head slightly, and saw Yinjuan standing behind him, looking at the front solemnly, his eyelashes were as long as fans, his eyes were sparkling with fireflies, and his demeanor was decaying.

His hand was very warm, and when holding him, he restrained his strength without any discomfort or pain. With a very clever move, Zhi Tongheng easily blocked the oncoming killing move.

He took him back a few steps, swung the bronze scale horizontally, flipped his wrist, and picked it up, and the fake ginger-dyed bronze scale fell to the ground.

Jiang Ran's consciousness recovered a little, and she subconsciously boasted:

"Your copper balance is good."

Yinjuan smiled, and whispered back to him:

"My sword is better."

Jiang Ran came back to his senses and looked at the opposite side. Yinjuan and Xiaolingdang were clearly still lying there, so is the Yinjuan behind him real or fake?

Just as he was about to question, he heard Yin Juan say in his ear: "Don't think about it, calm down, calm down, and try again."

He watched Jiang Ran close his eyes, and his breathing finally stabilized, so he let go of his hand and slowly retreated behind him.

The warmth remaining on the wrist was fleeting, but Jiang Ran's heart was much calmed by it.He sorted out the surging monster power in his body one by one, and made a final impact along the various meridians.

The fake Jiang Ran couldn't figure it out, the two mayfly realms added up to fight him, how could it become a balance of power, and he was picked out of weapons.

Unwillingly, he spawned a new granulation from the palm of his hand, and the granulation turned into a bronze balance in a blink of an eye. This time, he used [-]% of his strength to attack him.

closer, closer...

The head of the bronze balance came through the air and reached Jiang Ran's eyes, only half a finger away from piercing his head.

But at this time, Jiang Ran finally opened his eyes.

All the meridians were opened up, and in an instant, a dazzling golden light shot straight into the sky. After pushing away the mist and thick clouds on the top of Luofu Mountain, it quickly condensed inwards into a thin golden line, disappeared on the top of Jiang Ran's head, and sank into the Qi sea dantian.

He was finally promoted to the Transformation Realm.

A barrier of comparable realm blocked the fake Jiang Ran's bronze balance, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through.

Even though the head of the bronze scale was close in front of him, Jiang Ran never blinked.

After the realm was raised, everything in front of him was completely new. The figures of Yinjuan and Bai Wenxing lying on the ground dissipated one after another.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the fake Jiang Ran on the opposite side began to make a breakthrough by using the life force he had previously sucked.

Trying to reach the sprite state in vain, once again suppressing Jiang Ran with the difference in the state.

"Don't hesitate, he is about to break through to the monster realm, hold up the copper scale, and try to feel everything around you, there is only one chance."

Yinjuan's voice sounded behind him, like a solid backing, which made people feel at ease.

Bai Wenxing was standing on a treetop not far away at the moment, looking nervously at Jiang Ran, and the bell rang.

Hearing this, Jiang Ran calmed down again.

Calm and calm, I felt that in the dantian of Qihai, which was originally empty, there was a small inner alchemy condensed with demon power floating in it.

Only demon cultivators who have reached the realm of transformation can condense their own inner alchemy.

The alchemy is like a person, and different demons will condense different inner alchemy because of their different personalities.

But Jiang Ran's one looks like a raging wave on the outside, rushing and sweeping, but inside it is gentle light blue, calm and warm.

What surprised Jiang Ran was that his body was cold, but the inner alchemy was warm.

The demon power in the inner alchemy was endless. After circulating through the meridians for a few laps, Jiang Ran slowly raised the bronze balance, concentrated the demon power into his right arm, and then let it out from the palm of his hand and merged into the copper scale.

Tongheng has always exuded a ferocious aura, but this was the first time it was infused with demonic power. At first, it made a sound of resistance, but the demonic power continued to pour in, and the ferocious aura was completely suppressed. Condensation at the head.

Not enough, not enough.

Jiang Ran knew clearly that even if all the monster power and evil spirit were condensed on the Tongheng, it would not be able to completely kill the opponent.

At this time, he recalled Yinjuan's words, Yinjuan made him feel everything around him?

What's around?

The wilderness, the boundless wind and the moon, the undercurrent surging, the chaos, what to borrow?How to borrow?

After thinking for a while, Jiang Ran suddenly understood what Yinjuan meant.

If he can't kill the opponent with all his demon power, he might as well try to "borrow" some power from his surroundings.

In Luofu Mountain, it was late at night.

The moonlight was covered by thick clouds, the surroundings were dark, and everything was shrouded in darkness...

As soon as the light of the sky appeared in his mind, what he wanted to borrow was this endless darkness that covered the sky and the sun.

Jiang Ran held his breath and concentrated, urging the inner alchemy to reverse, from the previous state of continuously outputting demon power outwards, to inward absorption.

……

In a short period of time, all the vitality absorbed by the fake Jiangran was used to improve the realm.

When these vitality are exhausted, it is also the time for him to elevate his realm, and it is almost the last congested meridian that is about to be broken through.

The grass and trees were silent, and the chirping of insects and birds kept coming from my ears, and the creatures sleeping in the darkness seemed to become active.

Fake Jiangran continued to close his eyes and attack the meridians, and through a thin layer of eyelids, he suddenly sensed the light outside.

It was clearly late at night... Where did the strong light come from?

He opened his eyes full of unease, and saw Jiang Ran standing five feet away from him, holding up the copper scale, and a strong wind blew up under his feet.

At the head of the copper scale, the surrounding dark night is continuously attracted inward.

Luofu Mountain is centered on Jiangran, gradually brightening.

He looked at the soles of his feet in shock. The boundless darkness that once enveloped the world had become fragile at this moment, condensing on the front of the bronze scale like torn paper.

He backed away again and again, his expression horrified.Turning around, he found that the darkness behind him was continuously gathering towards Jiang Ran, and even his own shadow was torn apart.

At the head of the bronze balance, the darkness was condensed into a long and thin blade.

Luofu Mountain seems to have stepped into the noon ahead of time, the warblers are flying, the grass is growing, and the ground is dazzling.

The fake Jiang Ran was shocked by such a scene, and fell to the ground slumped, lost his mind for a while, and forgot to pretend, and turned into a pool of human flesh and blood again.

That's what he was.

"too bright……"

He raised his boneless "hand" to block his eyes, and murmured again, "It's too bright..."

He likes to curl up in the dark and grow slowly, he hates the day so much.

But Jiang Ran stood in the radiance, using the darkness that flesh and blood loved most as a sword, and slashed at him with a destructive momentum.

At that time, the mass of flesh and blood had no name yet, and the first person he changed was Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran stood in the light, but he liked to hide in the dark.

Jiang Ran walked alone and met many companions along the way, but he insatiably sucked the lives of the creatures around him, so all the monsters in Luofu Mountain were afraid of him.

After reading Jiang Ran's memory earlier, he envied him so much.

So he wanted to be Jiang Ran, even if it was a completely different Jiang Ran.

In the end, under the name of Jiang Ran, under the edge of the dark sword, he recited his name aloud to pay homage to himself.

"My name is Jiang Ran."

He was so desperate to tell the world his name.

After a long sigh, the flesh and blood fell apart.

The survivors of the Hydra clan knelt on the ground in the boundless light, unable to crawl.

……

In Tianxuan 626, flesh and blood parasitized the Hydra family, absorbing life and growing against the sky.

Jiang Ran condensed his sword and cut it with darkness. Since then, Luofu Mountain has never been in the night for three days, and the third watch is still as bright as day.

……

After falling the sword, Jiang Ran sat cross-legged on the spot with her eyes open, unable to respond to everything around her.

Bai Wenxing ran towards him eagerly, and the bell on his ankle kept ringing.

"Sir! What's the matter, sir? He can't seem to hear me!"

After all, it is a child's heart. Seeing Bai Wenxing's appearance of crying, for the first time, Yinjuan let go of his grievances, and patted her head to comfort her like a brother.

"He's just, in flow, and we're here waiting for him to wake up."

Before Jiang Ran fell into flow, although he didn't explain anything, Yin Juan seemed to live in his heart and knew everything he wanted to say.

He must be worried that he won't wake up and no one will take care of Bai Wenxing.

So this time, he can replace Jiang Ran and become Bai Wenxing's elder brother and family member, keeping all the bloody storms behind him.

Bai Wenxing's tears fell all of a sudden, but this time it was not because of worrying about Jiang Ran, but because of the silver family.

It was the first time that Yinjuan spoke to her tenderly in a hundred years.

Everything seems to go back to the past.

No enemies, no more fights, no glares, no opposites.

"Family", these two words that are gradually being forgotten, and the warmth that was lost after being fragmented, seem to have the tendency to return under the guidance of Jiang Ran.

Bai Wenxing threw himself into Yinjuan's arms, crying loudly.

For the first time, two fragile and injured souls reunited outside the collapsed ruins of the Yaodu City, truly after a long absence.

A jay lingered in the air for a long time, picked up a piece of broken flesh, and flew into the distance.

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感谢在2022-04-2514:48:46~2022-04-2612:05:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Taotao 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!