Burial with Qing Yao

Not long after Jiang Ran entered the palace, outside the walls of Daye Palace, a demon cultivator was promoted to Rakshasa Realm, and the dazzling golden light pierced the world like a long sword.

The people in the city all went out one after another, watching this strange celestial phenomenon and talking about it.

However, not long after, in many places outside of Daye, hundreds of golden lights shot straight into the sky one after another, and the demon cultivators unanimously chose to be promoted to Rakshasa together today.

The drunk man paralyzed in front of the coffin shop glanced at the sky, and silently covered his face with a bamboo hat, as if he had acquiesced in what Jiang Ran said yesterday, and remained unmoved.

Bai Wenxing sat on the peach tree in the courtyard, swayed his feet, and sighed amidst the broken bells, "Forget it, I'll just let you be promoted. I'm tired after so many years... "

As for Qu Qingquan, this time he has already jumped into the Eastern Sea of ​​Darkness, he doesn't like to kill in the first place, but hearing Jianran say that last night, it seems like he has lifted the burden off his shoulders.

At this time, only the silver family members who were far away from Daye felt that something was wrong.

On the night Jiang Ran was promoted, many demon cultivators were also promoted, but they all dealt with them after a while. Logically speaking, in a short period of time, it is impossible for any demon cultivators to be promoted forcibly without fear of death.

Standing on a high place, he watched hundreds of golden lights rising one by one from the ground, and they flew towards him in unison.

Not long after Yinjuan's heart reset, the monster power in his body was not running smoothly for a while, and the killing intent formed by hundreds of golden lights had rushed towards him at this moment, as if he had predicted in advance that he was alone.

Although those demon cultivators who had just been promoted to the Rakshasa realm had never met Yinjuan before, they didn't know who had instructed them to attack him with all their strength without giving him a chance to breathe.

Due to the difference in realm, the silver family can only suppress it for a while.

The number of these newly promoted Rakshasa realms is astonishing. The silver family drew their swords and killed them in blood. They were all fatal when they stabbed them. .

Their wounds are healing at an astonishing speed, such a familiar feeling...

"Sang Zhuo..."

The silver family finally realized that there was a piece of mulberry flesh and blood blending into these demon cultivators. The flesh and blood absorbed the turbid air of the world and quickly healed their wounds.

Something happened to Sang Zhuo!

"Jiang Ran." He knew he couldn't love to fight.

Sang Zhuo had fully recovered before, and even absorbed the last piece of flesh and blood in Jinbi City. What did he think of, and was slaughtered again?

In this world, there are very few people who can slaughter Sang Zhuo. If such a person hides beside Jiang Ran, the consequences will be disastrous.

He ran against the wind, swinging his sword all the way, his whole body was covered with cuts and bruises.

The demon cultivators chased and intercepted him, desperately intercepting and killing him.

Yinjuan used his own blood as a medium to condense a few paper cranes that conveyed the message, urging the demon power, and wanted the paper crane to fly away first to report the message.

But the next moment, he saw with his own eyes those paper cranes collided with an invisible barrier and shattered before his eyes.

Even the barrier was set up in advance, completely cutting off his connection with the outside world.

This is a premeditated killing.

At this moment, he has no way to escape.

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Scarlet night.

Broken steles, blood everywhere...

Sang Zhuo tried his best to resist, but the opponent's cultivation level was completely higher than his.

It hurts... it hurts so much...

Every time a piece of flesh and blood was cut off, the fragmented sense of sadness struck again.

He could feel that the flesh and blood just wanted to merge into one, and didn't want to be separated again, but he couldn't resist, so he could only let himself be cut into pieces by that person...

No, not yet.

To remind him, to remind everyone, that man exists.

At the last moment of his life, Sang Zhuo cut off his own flesh, and scattered the pieces of flesh in every corner of the palace while running away.

Remember, must remember...

The young Sang Zhuo fell into a nightmare from which he could not escape, with a painful expression on his face.

"He's having nightmares again." Jiang Ran stayed by Xiao Sang Zhuo's side all the time, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Thunder bursts overhead, mountain rain is coming, dark clouds cover the sky, thick clouds are pressing down from a distance, the weather is hot and dry, there is no wind, and people in the stuffy place can't breathe.

"By the way, there is one more thing I forgot to mention." Lu Gan stood by and did not leave.

"Last night, the Demon Subduing Formation in the Daye Palace seemed to have been activated." Last night in Lu Gan's sleep, for a while, he felt that the demon power around him was suppressed and he couldn't move, but it was only for a short time. I didn't think about going to the demon-subduing formation. After all, my demon power is low, but after discovering Sang Zhuo this morning, I went to investigate. The eyes of the formation were indeed passive, presumably they were used to deal with Sang Zhuo. "

Only a few people know about the existence of the Subduing Demon Formation.

"There are even fewer people who know how to activate it. I counted and counted, only you, me, and the few in your coffin shop...could it be them?"

"No, besides these people, you missed one person."

"Who?" Lu Gan thought about it again, and suddenly realized, "You mean, Shao Ze?"

The former Shaoze is also the current Sique.

If it was really him... Shao dared not think about it, no, it shouldn't be him.

Jiang Ran was silent for a while, then suddenly asked him, "I asked you to inquire about the man from Si Que, do you have any news?"

"Chiheng? I asked Si Que, and he said that there is no such person in the fairy world now, and he will help me find it from the roster of the fallen fairy family."

A thunderbolt fell in the sky, and the short light illuminated everyone's faces.

In the torrential rain, the silver family members were still fighting with all their strength, and the rain kept washing away the bright red blood.

Ye Wu seemed to have sensed the predicament of the previous master, and made a faint sound, but it was covered by the sound of thunder and rain.

Bai Wenxing sat on the threshold of the coffin shop, curled up and hugged his knees, looking at the long street washed by heavy rain, waiting for his husband's return.

The rain was so heavy that even with an umbrella it was impossible to block it. Wei Shengqi ran back to Chaju Alley from the other end of the long street in embarrassment with a bag of osmanthus cake in his arms, carefully unwrapped the osmanthus cake, and smiled. Hehe handed it to Bai Wenxing, apologizing for his behavior in the morning.

"Where did you go wrong?" Bai Wenxing asked him.

Wei Shengqi looked at Jun Zhao who was drinking with some embarrassment, "Should I say that you eat a lot?"

Bai Wenxing obviously didn't appreciate this answer, and pushed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake aside in disgust.

It was rare for Jun Zhao not to stay out of the matter, leaning against the door while pouring wine, while watching the excitement, he interrupted from time to time, "You are wrong, you said she was reincarnated from a starving ghost."

He threw down an empty wine jar, and raised his chin at Bai Wenxing, "She used to be a detested starving ghost. This girl is narrow-minded and doesn't like being mentioned about her past."

Obviously, when Jun Zhao said this, he emphasized Bai Wenxing's past again, which made Bai Wenxing even more unhappy.

"What about you? After drinking so much wine, have you ever been drunk once?" Bai Wenxing retaliated, exposing his scars, "Did you ever forget the terrible past? When you close your eyes every day, those people you killed , will appear in front of your eyes over and over again, if Mr. has not saved you, you are nothing!"

Holding the osmanthus cake, Wei Shengqi glanced back and forth between Bai Wenxing and Jun Zhao, "You... have known each other before?"

He suddenly felt like an outsider who knew nothing.

Facing Bai Wenxing's counterattack, Jun Zhao provocatively said more and more arrogantly: "Today's heavy rain suddenly makes me want to kill people. This kind of weather is the most suitable for killing people, destroying corpses and destroying traces. The rain will wash away all traces."

Wei Shengqi obviously sensed the murderous aura emanating from Jun Zhaozhou, and quickly stood in front of Bai Wenxing, "Stay away from her!"

"You like her?" Jun Zhao reminded him playfully, "Then you have to be careful, she has a big appetite, maybe she will be eaten as food."

The waves in the East Sea were turbulent, Qu Qingquan lay on his side on the couch and closed his eyes to take a rest, the night heron that landed on his shoulder felt the dantian was very hot.

Before half a stick of incense, he tried to swallow Qu Qingquan's head again. Qu Qingquan still had a good temper and patted him on the head, "Hungry? Eat this. Although you and I are natural enemies, you are not capable yet." Swallow me up and stop delusional."

After Ye Lu swallowed a pill that Qu Qingquan handed over, she has been feeling very uncomfortable.

He took a few steps on the ground uneasily, stumbled, and rolled to Qu Qingquan's feet.

A young man in a white feather coat looked at everything around him timidly. It took him a long time to gradually accept the fact that he had already cultivated a human form.

Xu maintained the human form was quite exhausting, and Ye Lu was hungry again, so he glanced at Qu Qingquan who was taking a nap on the couch.

fish!Beautiful and delicious fish!

He pounced on it as usual, and took a bite of Qu Qingquan's head...

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Yin Juan stood on top of the hill-like demon corpses, and those demon cultivators who tried to get close to him fell down one by one, but stood up again like walking corpses.

"Ascension Realm deserves to die!"

Years of resentment, the anger of being blocked from promotion for many years, completely vented at this moment.

"I have lived half my life, and I also want to be a Ascension Realm. If I kill you, I can be promoted. This is the fastest way, why not?"

In addition to relying on long hard training, there is another way for the promotion among demon cultivators - to cross the border and massacre one's superiors, and then take his cultivation base as his own, so that he can replace it in the fastest way.

Among the hundreds of demon cultivators present, who doesn't want to become an Ascension Realm?

Who wouldn't want to take his place, even... to ascend to the last throne that they once eluded?

So those demon cultivators in the Rakshasa state became more and more excited as they thought about it, and rushed towards Yinjuan one after another.

On the inner wall of the enchantment, blood kept gushing out. A demon cultivator saw Yinjuan being restrained by other demon cultivators, seized the opportunity, and attacked his qi sea dantian...

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