Master is dedicated to playing the villain

Your master is dead.

The blood-red pool water made a gurgling sound, and bubbles kept gushing out from the bottom of the pool.

Qiu Wanxuan stood beside the pool water and saw the blood-red pool water gushing out of the pool, overflowing, and spreading to his feet as if alive.

If he guessed correctly, the blood pool was the source of the pollution, maybe as long as the water in the pool was cut off, Aran could get out of control.

As he thought so, he already had the summoning sword in his hand.

The water in the pool seemed to have sensed his coercion, and it surged and boiled violently. After a while, a large number of shadows rushed out of the pool, forming sharp knives and strangling towards him.

He flew back, raised his sword to block, and his mighty sword energy formed a wind wall.

At the same time, the hilt of the sword trembled slightly in the palm of his hand because of the concentration of the sword intent.

A sword light flashed, with an ear-piercing and sharp roar, and at the same time, there was a bang, the pool water was cut off by a sword, and the sky was dyed red with blood, and a huge crack appeared on the ground and the bottom of the pool, and the surrounding mountains, rocks, vegetation In this sword, they were all reduced to powder.

A sword cut off the blood pool.

Qiu Wanxuan had a heart attack due to the full moon, and was disturbed in her retreat and luck. Later, she managed to block a blow for Aran. After the serious injury recurred, this sword made his internal injuries worse.

The splattered blood gradually condensed into countless tiny water droplets floating in the air. Gradually, Qiu Wanxuan heard a hissing sound in his ears, which seemed to be whispering and strange.

Time and space seem to be frozen.

After a while, tiny blood droplets quickly began to condense, gradually forming several figures.

The figures were only vague outlines, surrounding Qiu Wanxuan.

"Long time no see..." The voice echoed strangely.

Hearing this voice, Qiu Wanxuan's heart was shocked, the blood demon...has come back to life?

But he quickly calmed down again. If he was resurrected, with his current damaged body and cultivation, he would be no match for the Gorefiend's blow, let alone destroy the water in the pool.This is an illusion created by the resurrection spell.

Qiu Wanxuan forcibly suppressed the heat that surged into her heart, clenched the hilt of her sword tightly, and turned into a blaze of light to fight with the figure.

The rumbling sound spread throughout the mountains, and the sword light was intertwined with the red blood light.

Qiu Wanxuan's sword energy turned into a sharp blade to shatter the figure, but they reunited quickly, almost endlessly.

"It's useless." The voice mocked, "We will never be killed."

Going on like this will only be endless, and the blood must disappear completely. Qiu Wanxuan's face darkened. The only way is to put all his eggs in one basket and wipe out everything in the space. Under the infusion of his sword intent, there was a buzzing sound, and the fallen leaves under his feet moved without wind, and a whirlwind rolled up in an instant.

Qiu Wanxuan's eyes were firm. Although he didn't swing the sword, but the sword edge seemed to be lit up with countless small electric lights, surrounding him like stars.

There was a crackling sound in the air, like the sound of sparks.

As if sensing this unusual sword intent, even the blurred blood-colored figure seemed to be frightened.

After a while, there was a bang, and the sword energy scattered in all directions, even carrying countless star lights.

At that moment, several scarlet figures overlapped, revealing their true faces.

"Master..."

Seeing that face, Qiu Wanxuan was shocked.

"Aran" looked terrified, and reached out to him as if asking for help, "Master, help me."

"Aran..." Qiu Wanxuan expressed incredulity, and at the same time instinctively tried to withdraw the sword. The sword energy released with all his strength was forcibly suppressed in an instant, causing his meridians to be immediately reversed, and the energy rushed straight into the skull .

He supported his painful forehead, suppressed the turbulent breath in his spiritual veins, and staggered back two steps, his pupils trembling violently.

The most frightening guess flashed through his mind, that Ah Ran was indeed...

"Aran" saw his appearance, his eyes flickered slightly, and his lower lip was drawn suddenly, a sharp sword appeared out of nowhere in his palm, and he drove towards him quickly.

Qiu Wanxuan was slightly startled, and immediately dodged sideways, and then swung his sword back.

The figure quickly flashed the sword, and instantly approached him.

"Master."

The voice of "Aran" was evil, "Do you have the heart to kill Aran?"

That voice came from Qiu Wanxuan's ear, and a coolness climbed onto his neck, Qiu Wanxuan's eyes widened, but at this moment, he, who had serious internal injuries, coughed violently because he forcibly withdrew his sword energy just now stand up.

He stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and blood stains spilled from his pale fingertips.

The evil demonic energy took advantage of the void and poured into his spiritual consciousness instantly, as if something strangled his heart, making his heart throb violently as if dying.

He widened his eyes, "Aran..." He couldn't help looking at the other party, but saw that the familiar face had a strange and strange expression at the moment.

"Master, don't be afraid, we will be together forever soon." The voice was smiling.

Hearing this sentence, he immediately realized that this was not Aran, the devilish energy pouring into his spiritual consciousness was only pure evil, if it was Aran in front of him, even if the blood demon occupied his body, Aran would definitely A little soul consciousness remains.

Even if there is only a little residual consciousness left, he is convinced that Aran will not hurt him.

The devilish energy penetrated into his mind, and countless innocent souls screamed and screamed, biting and tearing at his spiritual consciousness, his soul was being torn apart, and the Ling Chi-like pain made him tremble all over.

Demonic energy entered the body, is this what Aran experienced?

Thinking of how Ah Ran tried his best to maintain his sanity under this kind of pain, his heart ached so badly, which gave birth to his determination to completely wipe out the resurrected blood pool regardless of his own life.

He tried his best to maintain his sanity, and the light in the altar gradually went out. At the moment when the last ray of light in the sea of ​​consciousness was about to be completely shrouded in shadow, he gritted his teeth and burst into a burst of energy.

The too strong sword intent almost tore his fragile heart veins apart, and at the same time burned his spiritual veins like a prairie fire, releasing all of his century-old sword realm cultivation in this instant.

The sword's edge vibrated at a low frequency in the whirlwind, and the starlight was released from his body instantly, as bright as a galaxy, lighting up the entire valley shrouded in blood rain and darkness.

"No!" At the end when his consciousness dissipated, he heard the terrified voice of "Aran".

Under this reckless sword intent, the blood-colored water droplets in the air were instantly burnt up by electric sparks, and the figure of "Aran" also completely disappeared and turned into a shadowy shadow that scattered with the wind.

boom--

The entire valley fell into a vast expanse of whiteness, and the mountains, rocks, vegetation, and sand and dust evaporated out of thin air.

The entire space vibrated violently, and the low-frequency and ear-piercing tinnitus resounded through the valley.

He staggered, and leaned on the ground with the sword. The sword body, which had been shattered by the sword intent, could not support his body, and it was broken into several pieces after only a clear sound.At the same time, a hot current finally couldn't be suppressed and gushed out of the corner of the lips, dyeing the white chin and skirt red.

Not long after, a crack that pierced the sky and the ground burst open amidst the shock, and a deep and endless darkness gushed out from behind the crack, engulfing the entire space into pitch blackness.

Qiu Wanxuan's body was so fragile that it could be blown down by a gust of wind, but after sensing this unusual breath, she still maintained the last sliver of clarity in her mind.

The surroundings fell into complete silence and darkness.

A beam of light buzzed from the darkness and hit Qiu Wanxuan.

He glanced sideways slightly to avoid the blinding glare.

At the same time, for some reason, a large number of pictures flooded into my mind without warning under the light.

His pupils trembled violently. Those scenes that he had never seen before were after he destroyed the blood pool, his cultivation base was completely destroyed, and he was brought back to the sect by Aran.In the following years, Aran was blackened step by step by the influence of residual demon energy pollution, becoming the new demon lord, and finally imprisoned him.

what is this?

It was impossible for Aran to do such a thing, he refused to believe it.

But when he wanted to know more information, the screen closed like a book page, and there was a string of words on it that he couldn't understand: world number 0257953.

At the same time, the mechanical electronic sound sounded——

An abnormal space-time crack was found, the character awakened, and the memory erasure program was activated.

..

"Master..." Aran closed her eyes tightly, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead, as if she had fallen into some kind of nightmare, she murmured to herself in a low voice.

"Master!" He opened his eyes suddenly in horror, the redness in his eyes dissipated and became clear again.

Just now in the chaos, he saw Master's back gradually disappearing, and fell into a blinding blue light.

He had a strong premonition that Master seemed to have gone to a place that he could no longer touch.

It was a place that made him tremble inexplicably, like a place in the void.

He calmed down, his memory was still in the moment when Master cast the Sleeping Curse on him, he raised his eyes to look into the room, and saw that he was lying in Master's bamboo garden.

Backflow incense was still burning on the side table, exuding the familiar orchid fragrance that was very similar to Master's body.

He didn't know how long he had slept. He looked around, but he couldn't see the figure of the master, and he couldn't even detect the slightest breath.

He raised his palm and looked at the palm of his hand. The surging red light disappeared, and the rampant demon energy in his body also disappeared. What did Master do?Help him dispel the demonic energy?

But he understood that the pollution by the blood pool would never dissipate easily.

Once selected by the gorefiend and become a resurrected body, there is no possibility of escaping in this life unless she dies.

Then why did the magic energy in his body disappear?Thinking of this and being connected to the dream just now, Ah Ran suddenly had a bad premonition, immediately turned over and went to bed, hurriedly bypassed several screens, searched all the rooms in the bamboo garden, but did not see the figure of the master .

He rushed out of the bamboo garden, turned the entire mountain gate upside down, from top to bottom, no one saw the master.

The blue veins on his forehead throbbed violently, and suddenly a voice came into his mind, "Want to find your master? Come with me."

"Who are you..." His pupils trembled, and a strong premonition told him that this voice came from the blood pool.

The voice was laughing, "Follow me, and you will find your master."

His eyes sank, and he made the worst assumption in his heart. In order to get rid of the demonic energy he was contaminated with, the master found the blood pool, and he might be in danger.He knew the voice was tempting him, but even so, he still wanted to—

Even if there is only a chance, he must find the master.

He clenched his fists and nodded heavily.

The illuminated location appeared in his mind, and he left with the sword without hesitation.

Seeing everything in front of him, Ah Ran was shocked, and his pupils were trembling violently.

The valley where the blood pool used to be is now a vast expanse of white sand, all vegetation, trees, mountains and rocks have disappeared. If the sand and rocks were not white, they would think they had entered the desert.

The blood pool had disappeared long ago, not even a trace left behind.Only the continuous mountains surrounding the valley more than ten miles away reminded him of the original appearance of this place.

With such power, only Master's sword can cause such destructive power.

Aran's heart trembled, the master came.

Although the blood pool was destroyed, for some reason, the resurrection spell seemed to be still working. Although the effect was weak, the demon energy in his body had dissipated, and he could still hear the sound.

"Master!" He shouted, but only the echo came from the valley.

"Your master is dead." That strangely smiling voice came straight into my mind.

"Impossible." He retorted immediately.

But there is something in the sand and stones that is refracting light, and the light shines into his pupils.

He took a closer look, and his breathing became rapid in an instant. He stepped forward, and the reflective object became more and more clear as he approached.

There was a rustling sound of footsteps stepping on the gravel, and when he stood still, he lowered his head and finally saw clearly that it was Master's natal sword, which had been broken into several pieces.

His breathing was almost stagnant, and his heart was beating violently.He didn't notice at all, just in the gravel under his feet, a red undercurrent invisible to the naked eye drilled into his boots like a thin thread.

With trembling hands, he went to pick up the broken sword fragment.

He has used this sword before, and he also recognizes the sword spirit, but now that the fragment is in his hand, he can only sense the remnant wisp of spiritual consciousness of the sword spirit, which will soon dissipate.

A heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley, he suddenly clenched the edge of the sword, and the sharp edge immediately scratched the skin of his palm.

Master... He suddenly knelt down on both knees, and his knees were smashed among the gravel and rubble. His heart was weeping blood, and he let out a heart-piercing and dull cry with his head hanging down.

His eyes were red, but he didn't shed a single tear, but said viciously through the gap between his teeth: "I will kill you."

The voice in my mind was laughing: "I am formless, just a wisp of spiritual consciousness transformed by a spell. How do you kill me?"

Aran knew well that the blood pool was destroyed, and this ray of spiritual consciousness would dissipate soon, but before it dissipated, it would do its best to find the host and complete the resurrection of the blood demon.

It was only because this ray of spiritual power was weak that he could no longer control him, so he was led here, and this invisible thing could not be erased at all.

He came despite knowing it all.

The voice continued to instigate: "Although your master is dead, I can reunite you with him."

Aran's eyes sank, he paused for a moment, and said coldly: "How to reunite?"

"You sacrifice the blood pool, and I will guide you to find his soul."

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