Burial with Qing Yao

Ke Yuchun's death made Weishengqi unacceptable.

With red eyes and desperately holding the copper coin sword, he rushed towards Chi Heng.

The rest of the people who were seriously injured were also immersed in the mourning of the old Taoist priest. Taking advantage of the moment when Chi Heng's senses were blinded, they broke free and cooperated with Wei Shengqi to launch the last round of attack.

Jiang Ran naturally also participated in it.

closer, closer...

It's just that before his sword touched Chi Heng's body, it was blocked by the strange fire.

Although Chi Heng was blinded by the spell at the moment, he still calmly used the strange fire as a shield, and took advantage of this gap to tear off the spell sticking to his face.

The shield is solid and can be pierced by unusual weapons.

Seeing that Chi Heng's blinded five senses were about to recover, Bai Wenxing became more and more desperate. She smashed the fire shield more than a dozen times with her bare hands, her hands were bruised and blood was everywhere, but she still didn't stop.

After Chi Heng tore off the last talisman covering his ears, he regained his hearing. He looked coldly at the desperate crowd stopped by him outside the fire shield, and couldn't help laughing.

"Overestimate yourself." He mocked them with disdain.

Weapons were blocked one after another. Amidst Chi Heng's merciless sneer, a sword unexpectedly pierced through his fire shield.

Chi Heng underestimated them so much that when the sword pierced his strange fire shield, he didn't react at all, allowing the sword to stab his chest.

It was the most inconspicuous copper coin sword, and it was also the sword he despised the most.

Crooked, like a child's toy.

More than a dozen copper coins were old and new, and the thin red rope that stringed the coins came and went in the wind, went in the rain, rolled in the soil a few times, and broke twice, only a perfunctory knot was tied to connect the broken parts.

There is no special spell blessing, and it is not refined with rare materials.

When Wei Shengqi pierced that sword, his mind was filled with the little things he had with his master over the years.

"Apprentice, this copper coin sword is our immortal treasure! It was passed down to the poor by the master's master. It is said that its power is boundless. Now, as the master, I pass this master's treasure to you. You must cherish it."

"Master, you lied to me again. You have disassembled this sword dozens of times since I was a child. None of the copper plates on it are from the era of the master. Look, the latest one is from the gambling shop. It came from here, this one has a shiny top, it was picked up under the sesame seed stall, that’s it? Can it still be the treasure of the fairy gate?"

"Silly apprentice, you will understand later." When Ke Yuchun said this, he pretended to be profound, and just wanted to confuse this topic quickly. If this brat is serious, he will be difficult to deal with.

Maybe even he himself didn't expect that the copper coin sword he strung around could stand out among many weapons and hurt Chi Heng.

Chi Heng only felt a pain in his chest, and his mouth was already full of sweet and fishy, ​​he angrily forced the copper coin sword pierced into his chest out of his body.

When the monster power surged, not only the copper coin sword, but also everyone around him were bounced off by the air wave and fell heavily to the ground. Qu Qingquan was the most injured and fell unconscious immediately.

The rest were also seriously injured and were in danger. The red thread on the copper coin sword was broken, and the copper coins were scattered all over the place.

Jiang Ran was in severe pain all over his body, and he couldn't tell whether the bones were broken or the flesh was scratched.

He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and looked at the others with concern. Yinjuan seemed exhausted and couldn't stand up anymore.

Seeing Chi Heng approaching them step by step.

No, we can't let Chi Heng hurt them again!

Holding his last breath, Jiang Ran urged the demon power in an attempt to forcibly attack the meridians to achieve the goal of promotion.

Not enough, not enough cultivation, not enough monster power, not enough impact force... What should I do?

Just when Jiang Ran felt that everyone was in desperation, a soft little hand suddenly grabbed his hand.

Sang Zhuo stood timidly in front of Jiang Ran, a face on his thin arms gradually moved to his face, Xiao Sang Zhuo was sober at this moment.

"Sir, I'm still here." He said these comforting words in a slightly childish tone, "Sir, I won't let you hurt."

After all, Sang Zhuo took Jiang Ran's hand and closed his eyes.

At this moment, Xiao Sangzhuo's body no longer existed, and he dedicated all the pieces of flesh and blood he used to build his body to Jiang Ran.

Flesh and blood are mulberry turbidity, with the idea of ​​mulberry turbidity.

If it is said that the flesh and blood that fused into Chi Heng's flesh and blood were forcibly suppressed by Chi Heng, so they had no desire to resist, then the flesh and blood that fused into Jiang Ran's body were all willing.

After they entered Jiang Ran's body, Jiang Ran's demon power was greatly improved, and the lack of cultivation was doubled.

Jiang Ran's inner alchemy began to become hot, and the abundant demon power broke through many blocked meridians while it was running. In an instant, a majestic golden light rose from the ground, and a new realm was born.

He is the sixth person to ascend to the ascension level since the creation of the demon world, and he is also the fastest promoted in the history of the demon world.

Chi Heng didn't expect Jiang Ran's promotion, and he didn't realize until now that Jiang Ran was still promoted.

impossible!Since ancient times, there can only be one demon master. Once there is someone in this position, it is impossible for the demons below to continue to be promoted.

Why?Why hasn't the light of his promotion been extinguished?

Can the demon world really allow the existence of two demon masters?Or is his current identity not recognized by the group of monsters?

Until now, Chi Heng really felt that his status was about to be lost.

Now is not his heyday, not to mention he was seriously injured just now, he became more and more uneasy.

correct!Flesh can heal pain!But why?Why is the wound on my chest no longer healing?Why is the blood still flowing?Why don't these damned flesh and blood stop listening to their own orders?

Chi Heng spread out his palms, and saw two painful and unwilling faces in the palms of his hands.

get out of here... get out of here...

The flesh and blood are no longer yielding, the flesh and blood are resisting!

"Patta..." On Chi Heng's cheek, a squirming piece of meat fell, and the piece of meat slowly crawled on the ground, approaching Jiang Ran who was still being promoted.

On Chi Heng's face, a piece of flesh was suddenly missing, and scars with deep bone were naturally exposed, as if the piece of flesh had been cut off alive.

Severe pain swept over him, Chi Heng covered his face, and blood flowed from the wound.

He touched and touched the wound in disbelief?Where did his original face go?

It's the flesh and blood!They devoured the original flesh on Chi Heng's body and replaced it. Now that the flesh and blood were peeled off, there would naturally be no flesh in that place.

Flesh and flesh fell from Chi Heng's body one after another. They recognized Jiang Ran as their master, so even though they had no hands or feet, they still tried their best to crawl towards him.

Not allowed!He doesn't allow this to happen!

Chi Heng rushed over viciously, trampling the flesh and blood under his feet.

At the same time, he felt that the enchantment that had been covering the demon capital had been impacted by the outside world.

More and more demon cultivators gathered together, using their own power to break the barrier.

The Hydra family in Luofu Mountain led their families, and all of them lost their tails, winning by numbers.

Guicha Chuyi of Ningchuan Town held a small potted tree in his arms. Wherever he passed, the vegetation was surrounded, and the crazily growing vines ruthlessly hit the outer wall of the barrier.

In the world of Daye, the demon cultivator who was protected by Jiang Ran also contributed.

In addition, there are those demon cultivators and immortal cultivators who were captured by Jiang Ran in Jinbi City.

At this moment, no matter whether it is the world of demon cultivation or the world of cultivating immortals, they have long been firmly united regardless of each other.

There are so many mayflies that they will eventually shake the giant tree.

The enchantment was shattered, and countless demon cultivators and immortal cultivators rushed towards the ruins to protect Jiang Ran's promotion.

But today's Chi Heng, there is no one behind him, his body is dripping with blood, even his body is not complete.

After the flesh and blood were separated, although he was still in the realm of the demon master, his cultivation had lost a lot.

Seeing that the century-old plan was about to be shattered, Chi Heng suddenly attacked Jiang Ran frantically.

The demon cultivators standing in front of Jiang Ran fell wave after wave, and the demons after a hundred years were still bleeding like rivers.

It's almost...wait for me!

Jiang Ran's body was already seriously injured, and the flesh and blood had no time to heal, but now he broke through forcefully, and his body was already overloaded.

Don't die, don't bleed, wait for me, wait for me.

He shouted desperately from the bottom of his heart, the pain of forced promotion caused his body to bear unspeakable pain.

The same scene, the same tragedy, the difference is that Jiang Ran died here a hundred years ago, but today, sitting in the ruins, when he opened his eyes again, he was reborn from Nirvana.

Jin Guang, who was promoted, couldn't open his eyes, and Jiang Ran stood in the sky-high light, holding up the night fog in the demon city during the day, condensing all the light.

In an instant, the sun and the moon faded, and the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of black cloth. The sun was not visible, and even the faint starlight was borrowed away.

Dark, dark.

Liang, that sword, that person, is so bright that you cannot look directly at it, like a god descending from the mortal world.

Chi Heng was in the bright light, recalling those days when he was cultivating immortals, recalling the person he loved, and recalling those days when they were together, it was probably as bright and dazzling as today.

In Tianxuan 633, Chiheng fell from a fairy to a demon, with evil thoughts abounding, and forced his promotion with flesh and blood in an attempt to subvert the Three Realms.Jiang Ran condensed a sword, and cut it with light. The body was loaded, and it also dissipated with the light, leaving only "The Book of Demon Burial" in the world.Since then, there has been no daylight in the Demon City, and the group of demons knelt down and howled with grief, and eternal fireworks were ignited in the Ascension Realm, hanging in the sky, illuminating the Demon City, and waiting for the return of the old master.

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……

Years later.

The storyteller under the overpass spoke so dryly that the people below began to urge him as soon as he drank his saliva.

"and after?"

"Although the demon master died, his soul has not disappeared. Some people say that he was reincarnated. No one knows where he is now. Maybe he is beside you and me, maybe he just passed you by. People said that he was worried that those Ascension Realm who guarded the throne for him would commit a lot of bad karma in this life, and there would be no next life, so he took the initiative to take the blood debt for them and slowly repay it."

Jiang Ran held the bun in his mouth, passed by the congested overpass, and couldn't help but sigh, "I've told this old story hundreds of times, why are there so many people listening to it?"

He wandered around the market as if taking a walk, and after bargaining, he bought a bag of rice with the gold dust he earned from collecting demon corpses, and carried it back to the coffin shop panting all the way.

Jiang Ran lived carefully and carefully, only because four trash came to the coffin shop:

One: Petite, thin and naive, she needs ten bowls of rice for one meal!

Second: one drunk, one dead, paralyzed by the door all day long!

Third: Take a break on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, and spend the rest of the time soaking your feet!Soak your feet!Soak your feet! !

Fourth: A waste of cultivation who has swallowed many treasures from heaven and earth, but is still wandering in the mayfly realm for hundreds of years!

Fifth: A fool who has not yet opened his mind, he is either in a daze or poking ants every day!

As soon as he entered the door, the petite and thin girl approached with a smile, and took the heavy rice bag thoughtfully.

Jiang Ran took a few steps forward and kicked away the empty wine cans scattered on the ground. The person sitting on the counter was soaking his feet. The night heron that perched on his shoulder all day was probably thirsty, so he came down to drink. A few sips of footwashing water.

Further on, there is a small courtyard.

The little fool squatting in the corner heard the sound, raised his head to look at him, and poked the ant up again.

The one who was paralyzed on the roof basking in the sun seemed to be drunk, and turned over lazily, with the dark red clothes hanging down from the eaves.

The ten-thousand-year-old mayfly sitting under the peach tree in the courtyard looked at him with a smile, "Why did you come back? Are you tired?"

Jiang Ran couldn't help sighing as he looked at the room filled with all sorts of weird and strange fellows. He sat in front of the stone table, wiped the bloody bronze balance, and answered him helplessly:

"Life is hard, I'm used to it."

It snowed heavily for three days, as if it was going to bury the whole world.

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The author has something to say:

Thank you for your company along the way. This book has been written for more than three months, and it is finally over.In these long three months, I wanted to stop updating countless times, but I persisted.Maybe it's because I don't have enough writing skills and the story is not exciting enough, so I don't have enough collections to enter v.There are regrets, but I firmly believe that every book is a new milestone.If there are no accidents in the next book, it should be an infinite stream. I haven't thought about the title and introduction of the book. It won't be long, and a new hole will be opened in a week. I hope you will still be there by then.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2022-07-0115:51:26~2022-07-0216:45:17~

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

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