Ask the Mirror Chapter 4: The Power of Thunder and the Pond of Ten Thousand Demons (Part 2)
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Brand?
When life is at stake, apart from wanting to survive, what other thoughts are there in the mind? When she heard this completely different question, she was stunned for at least a breath. The dizziness in her head made her eyes black, and she was about to cry. Fortunately, at the last moment, she caught Got some inspiration.
"The brand...that brand that can cut people's hands!"
Over the years, the color accumulation has passed through the void corridor and returned between Donghua Mountain and Cangjiang River. When he was in Cangjiang, he naturally did some business without capital, while in Donghua Mountain, he worked more hard to hide the Witch Spirit Forbidden Garden, and at the same time watched the collision between the demon-sealing defense line and the monsters and strangers in the sky.
Due to the unique void environment, in the past ten years or so, near Donghua Mountain, in addition to the big troubles in other void worlds that have caused headaches for the three gates, there have also been a large number of exotic treasures floating from one void to another. Triggering countless strong fights.
The "brand that can cut people's hands" that Se Yun thought of was exactly one of them.
Due to some kind of chance, that sign was handed over to her once, and later handed over to the middleman for disposal. However, she heard that it caused some trouble later, and that was all she could know. That’s all. But now, how can she answer truthfully, she can only keep confirming:
"I know, I know..."
The "Devil Lord" in front of him was unhurried and his voice was as low as before: "You know what I mean, and I also know what you are used for. Your life is saved. I don't know whether you are lucky or unlucky. I don’t want to do things like growing demons, so just stay in my Ten Thousand Demons Pond for the time being.”
Zang Mo... is indeed the boss of the demon sect, a peerless strongman.
Sha Yun only felt creepy. She has been hanging out in the north all year round, and the "Five Yun Yin Demon Sutra" she practiced is also considered a side branch of the demon sect. Naturally, she knows what "growing demons" is, and she also knows that those who can practice this method are all proficient in "other transformation." "It's so wonderful, it's the true story of a demon who is good at playing tricks on people's hearts.
She couldn't help but feel grateful when she thought that she had just escaped from being transformed into a puppet who could not control her body and mind.
But, what is the Ten Thousand Demonic Pools?
After a moment of confusion, Se Yun suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thinking of the great destruction scene where thousands of demon heads were swarming and the sea of blood was churning. All demons, all demons...
"I don't want it!"
She hissed miserably, and she got the strength from nowhere to push herself up. Although she couldn't stand up yet, she desperately struggled to crawl outwards, with only one thought in her mind: Never go back, never go back. Being thrown into the sea of blood and suffering the painful reincarnation of despair.
But, how can her fate be up to her now?
As soon as she turned sideways, her whole body seemed to be pressed down by a huge force. She was suddenly fixed on the spot, lying on the ground like a boneless body. She only heard the Lord's command, which sounded like thunder:
"What should be yours is yours. Since you are useful, I will not ignore you or be greedy for you. Naturally, there is no reason to write off the debt you have to repay!"
"Spare my life..."
Under the overwhelming demonic power, the moans of Se Yun were just like the sound of mosquitoes and flies, and were wiped away in the blink of an eye by the sound of the approaching sea of blood. However, those Yin demons who had rebelled heard it, and their moans appeared one after another, entangling her layer by layer.
She screamed uncontrollably, and at this moment, her soul was shaken again. The Witch Spirit Forbidden Garden, which had been sacrificed for many years, shrank sharply without receiving any instructions, and this time, there was no more " Nail” exists.
It was only then that Seyun realized that there was no longer the short tree blocking the road behind her, and she was no longer where she was. Although she was in a state of confusion, she instinctively figured out her location due to her long years of training and extreme familiarity with the Witch Spirit Forbidden Garden.
This is... the center of the Witch Spirit Forbidden Garden, and also the core location where she usually sacrifices and refines this treasure.
Se Yun finally remembered that the "Devil Lord" in front of him, before the flying centipede released the poison, completely ignored the three of them and moved forward. Could it be that he wanted to come here?
There was no chance for her to think about it anymore. The Wuling Forbidden Garden was completely out of control. It was like a carpet, peeling off, rolling up, and changing from the original void, and finally turned into a jade hairpin with a unique shape. , the hairpin looks like a tree crown, lifelike.
Just when Se Yun was at a loss, "Demon Lord" laughed: "This is yours, keep it."
The man reached over and stroked Se Yun's hair gently. The jade hairpin was inserted into the bun. The color was as green as autumn water, which added a bit of nobility to Se Yun. At first glance, it looked like A noble lady in distress crouched at the feet of a strong man, trembling.
When the Witch Spirit Forbidden Garden is closed, the void environment naturally changes. Its original appearance before the implantation was a valley, with nothing particularly eye-catching. As for the monks imprisoned in the Wuling Forbidden Garden, they also fell out like dumplings, but Sheng Tong was nowhere to be seen. It was true that no one was alive and no body was seen dead. Seeing this scene, Se Yun guessed that the "Devil Lord" must have mastered the method of activating the Ziwuling Forbidden Garden, otherwise he would never be able to control it so freely.
Among the monks who fell out, the most conspicuous one was of course Ling Jiao. At this time, Lingjiao had lost all his restraints, but still fell into a deep coma due to Sheng Tong's heavy blow and the poisonous effects.
The "Demon Lord"'s gaze obviously stayed on Lingjiao for a while, and finally murmured: "It seems I'm sorry."
"Demon Lord, slave family..."
Lust Yun wanted to speak but stopped, and finally did not dare to say more. Although she was haunted by evil demons and could "slip" and fall into the sea of blood at any time and suffer the torture of endless reincarnations, the behavior of the "Devil Lord" made her feel lucky.
It can be seen that she is really useful to the "Demon Lord"! The other party is very concerned about the brand and traces its whereabouts, so that the middleman cannot be bypassed. In this case, she will also have a use, but a "God's Abomination" who has been tortured and gone crazy will not have any value.
So, the color aggregate is like a dog crouching at the feet of the "Devil Lord". Even if the Yin Demon sticks close to him, confuses Qi and blood, and corrodes the soul, he still grits his teeth and endures. Compared to what happened in the sea of blood, what does this little pain mean now? All she wanted was for a clear explanation and hope for relief.
But the "Demon Lord" didn't make any further expression. Instead, he lowered his eyes and wondered what he was thinking about.
Soon, the color aggregate came to light. The "Demon Lord" should be rummaging through the stored magic weapons, or directly looking for the void created by himself. Outside his body, rustling powder fell out of thin air, and soon accumulated a layer at his feet. There was a lot of spiritual light in it, and it seemed to be some kind of treasure, which was crushed by a powerful force.
After a long while, the "Demon Lord" finally found something, found a green robe, and immediately put it on his body. This robe is extraordinary at first glance. The spiritual light wanders on it and reacts with the energy of the outside world, forming a blooming lotus. The true and false are unpredictable. The strange appearance disappeared in a flash, but it was dazzling enough.
But it is obvious that this is the only similar body-covering robe. The "Demon Lord" still had his hair disheveled and his feet were bare, looking very unkempt - of course this was a polite way of saying it.
As soon as I found the clothes to cover my body, there was a sudden sound of sword whistling in the distance, which was very loud and deafening after being refracted by the mountain. It could be heard that it was approaching rapidly.
On Jianxuan?
Se Yun is also very sensitive to this. You must know that Lingjiao is the true disciple of Lunjianxuan, and his life and death are often locked by special secret techniques. Moreover, the disciples who were supposed to be on patrol in Cangjiang suddenly fell into trouble in Donghua Mountain. Any sect would have to investigate carefully, let alone Lunjianxuan, which had deployed heavy troops here? She would not be surprised at all if the person who came to control the sword was a real swordsman from Lunjianxuan.
Se Yun couldn't help but look up at the "Demon Lord", wondering what his next plan was.
Coincidentally, the "Demon Lord" also looked down at her. Their eyes met, and Se Yun couldn't help but shudder again. Just listen to the man say in a deep voice: "You often sell some monks, where is the Lingjiao you want?"
"This is not naming names, but after years of cooperation, the price of sword cultivators is higher, and there are some hints. In addition, the person who cooperates this time is Sheng Tong..."
She spoke a little messily, and "Demon Lord" was a little impatient and interrupted her: "That's all."
It was more direct than she imagined. The "Demon Lord" rolled up his sleeves. The other monks did not move. Lingjiao immediately picked it up, and it seemed as if a huge mouth opened in the void and swallowed it in one gulp.
The movements of "Demon Lord" are not slow, and the escape speed of the sword cultivator in the distance is also amazing. Looking from the valley, one can already see the flashes of light like meteors in the night sky.
Is this going to be a fight?
Se Yun had some expectations of "fishing in troubled waters" at first, but they were wiped out in an instant. Now she is worse than a dead dog, how can she still have the strength to struggle? It’s God’s blessing if we don’t “bring disaster to the fish in the pond”.
At this time, "Demon Lord" was very calm. The sword light was getting closer and closer, but he didn't even raise his head. He turned back and looked at the direction. He should be going straight through the void corridor. South bank of Cangjiang River. At this moment, Seyun almost thought that the "Demon Lord" had left her behind, but soon, she knew her mistake.
"Demon Lord" strode away, but inexplicably in Se Yun's eyes, the opponent's body became taller and taller. At first, I thought I was hallucinating after being stimulated, but this abnormal situation became more and more intense. The body in my vision had turned into a moving mountain, a pillar that supported the sky. In the end, it had turned into a vast shadow, filling the sky. All of her vision.
Is it an illusion? Or the legendary law of heaven and earth?
Se Yun wanted to go back and forth, but in the end he was shocked to find that it was not the demon king who had "grew", but himself who had "shrunk"!
She was like a speck of dust, picked up by the air flow when someone stepped on it, and moved around involuntarily.
For "motes of dust", the body of an ordinary person is already as big as the world.
But the current situation is by no means a normal distinction between big and small, and Seyun does not think that she has really shrunk to a tiny speck of dust. This is clearly the "Devil Lord" who opened up a vast world to accommodate her. This piece of heaven and earth has its own laws of operation. At this moment, she was attracted by a terrible gravity and sank sharply.
A moment later, the nightmarish blood engulfed her.
All the thoughts of color scum were in vain, only the uncontrollable fear erupted, filling the whole body in an instant, penetrating every pore and hair. She desperately screamed, squeezing out the last bit of air from her lungs:
"Ahhhhh..."
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