The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality?

Chapter 130 The inscription of the original magical power!

 A look of surprise flashed in His Majesty’s eyes.

She couldn't understand the picture in the ancient mirror.

Until now, she still doesn’t understand how the Blood Lord got out of the Gate of All Demons.

 Even if she enters the Gate of All Demons, she will become a great demon.

 Blood Lord...why do you want to come out?

At this moment, Ning Tao felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

 She couldn't help but think of the **** robe she saw outside Wugui City that day.

 Coincidence?

 The screen jumps again.

On Jiupan Mountain, a colorful bird flapped its wings and landed next to a drop of blood.

 The little bird's eyes were full of curiosity.

 The story also begins to continue.

“I am Canary, am I beautiful? I am the most beautiful woman in Jiupan Mountain!”

　　“You’re a round guy, let’s call you…bloody bead.”

“If you leave without saying goodbye, I will not go to see you or miss you!”

 “Blood beads, it’s raining...”

If it were the previous scene, it would be like a sad song in the snow in winter.

The current scene is like the patter of spring rain, fresh and slightly melancholy.

 “Xue Zhu, you are back!”

“Xue Zhuzi, you are so amazing. Tell everyone that Canary is the most beautiful woman in the Eighteen Mountains!”

 “He is not a big devil, he will not die!”

 “I barely believe you for once!”

 “How to enter the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons…”

The girl left the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons. She was so proud that the word "demon" was engraved on her often beautiful face.

 “I’m so stupid, I can’t even put on makeup well, I’m so ugly…”

 “Am I ugly? Why don’t you come to see me?”

 The picture ends abruptly here.

Ning Tao covered the left side of his face with his hand. It hurt a lot.

Countless memories poured into her mind like a tide.

 Thousands of years, ten thousand years, endless memories.

 There were the whispers of blood beads in the ears, and there was also the cold sword of the **** robe.

 She remembered.

 She...is the most beautiful woman in Jiupan Mountain, Canary.

 Xue Zhuzi, the childhood sweetheart she admired most.

 Life after life, reincarnation in the illusion.

 She entered the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons and watched the blood beads sinking in the illusion, constantly trying to wake them up.

"Blood beads..." Ning Tao covered his face, feeling hesitant for no reason.

 She thought of the tenderness in the eyes of the **** figure she saw outside Wugui City that day.

“Do you know Canary? She is a very arrogant and beautiful girl. I have been looking for her.”

At this time, there was a smile on the corner of Your Majesty's lips. She looked at Ning Tao and asked: "Demon girl, you have remembered all the memories. Do you hate the Great Demon now?"

 She seems to be very concerned about this.

Ning Tao raised his head and looked at her coldly: "He is not a big demon!"

 Xue Zhuzi said that she is not a big demon!

 She believes it!

Even in the illusion, she saw her killing all living beings, and she saw him stabbing her with one sword after another.

 She also believes that he is not a big devil.

 Everyone in the world says he is a great devil, but Canary knows that he is just her childhood sweetheart, and he is not anyone else.

"Haha, another person who deceives himself and others." Shang Yanran smiled, then looked at Bai Ze, "You and I are husband and wife, and they are my junior brother and junior sister. I am willing to let them go, but... Witch, I have to kill her, or... take her away."

Shang Yanran's body exuded a terrifying aura, which was enough to move the Great Supreme.

 The seven strong men behind her also stepped forward and pressed on Bai Ze.

"This time... no one can save you, demon girl." Shang Yanran's eyes showed a cold light, "Only when the demon girl and the big devil are solved, can this world truly be at peace.

 Bai Ze... Do you really want to block me?

 Can you stop me?

Or, for the sake of your own selfish interests, you disregard the common people in the world. "

Shang Yanran exuded an aura of terror.

 The witch, she must be taken away.

In the past, she thought the Blood Lord was dead, and she simply treated the Thirteen Northern Demons as pawns.

 But some time ago, her clone noticed a trace of the blood lord's breath in the human world.

Then the canary must be in her hand.

In this life, the one she covets most is Bai Ze, and now, there is another blood master.

Bai Ze looked at Shang Yanran, with a moment of hesitation in his eyes, and then said: "She is not a witch, even if she is... she has just been reincarnated.

 If you want to take her away, you have to ask me! "

"No one who comes today... can stop me!" Shang Yanran's face became ferocious.

 Whoever comes today, she will take the canary away!

 The White Emperor is lonely.

 Shang Yanran is right.

 He couldn't stop it at all.

Shang Yanran's clone and the seven strong men can easily take Ning Tao away.

Even if the mentor comes, he probably won’t be able to stop Shang Yanran.

 This matter...has become an unsolvable situation.

 …

 In the underground palace.

 Qi Yuan closed his eyes and was comprehending the original supernatural power.

 Ten years have passed.

His understanding was deeper, but he could never truly engrave it, and the Great Forgetting Heart Sutra could not reach the subtle level.

 “Forgot...what did I forget?”

 He thought hard, but got nothing.

Suddenly, intermittent sounds sounded in my ears.

 “blood beads…”

 “blood beads…”

The voice was miserable, with a hint of helplessness.

Qi Yuan's heart skipped a beat, as if he saw Canary's face full of tears, her eyes red, stubbornly raising her head, looking helplessly at him.

Countless pictures entered his mind like a mountain.

 He saw that he was trapped in the reincarnation of the great devil, and he was killing people according to the great devil's path.

He saw that he was walking in the desert wearing a blood-colored robe, and a figure whose face could not be seen was chasing after him, and he was pierced by his sword.

 He saw that he was tied to a stone pillar and was being burned by thousands of fires. It was the figure that rushed up to him without hesitation and endured endless pain with him.

 He saw the figure hugging him. Without any hesitation, he jumped and fell into the rolling magma.

 He saw that he stabbed that figure again and again, but that figure still had no hesitation. In every life, he came to find him and accompany him. He was the enemy of the whole world.

In the illusion, that figure really existed and was not his delusion.

 He understood that the figure was the canary.

 “Canary…”

 Endless illusions, like reincarnations again and again.

Those...are illusions, the life of a great demon.

Originally, after entering the Gate of All Demons, he experienced the life of a great demon.

The canary breaks into it and wants to wake him up.

"I remember now."

 All the pictures turned into endless emotions.

 There was a hint of pity in Qi Yuan's eyes.

There is also a hint of irritability.

 I want to see the canary even more eagerly.

"Where is she after she fell into the illusion with me...?"

 Countless emotions burst out in Qi Yuan's body.

 The inner demons of the ruler of the virtual world seem to be spewing out and are uncontrollable.

When Qi Yuan thought of all the things that happened in the Wanshu Gate, the Great Forgetting Heart Sutra also completely entered the subtle level at this moment.

 Qi Yuan's heart was filled with mixed emotions, including strong self-blame and pity.

 He calmed himself down.

 “Why do I hear the canary’s voice…”

 He heard the canary's voice and recalled all the memories.

 Why did he hear it? This is important.

After entering the foundation building, Qi Yuan's ears could hear some strange sounds.

 He heard Ning Tao’s voice before he entered the game.

 Where is the source of the sound?

 Where is the canary?

 Who is she now?

Suddenly, a grievance and crying voice fell into his ears again.

 “Am I ugly? Why don’t you come to see me?”

 The canary's voice fell into his ears like a bolt from the blue.

 Qi Yuan suddenly remembered.

When he was at Qise Peak, he once heard Ning Tao whispering in his dream: "Am I ugly? Why don't you come to see me?"

 He has heard such sleep talk more than once.

At that time, he always regarded these as jokes and laughed at Ning Tao for talking in his sleep as the Supreme Being.

During the battle of ten thousand miles, Ning Tao took the blood ball and fought with the Great Supreme.

As night fell, she curled up like a kitten, with Qi Yuan standing beside her.

He also heard Ning Tao’s crying words in his sleep.

Understood!

 Completely understand!

Ning Tao is the canary.

Ning Tao’s face is engraved with the word demon.

The Thirteen Demons from the North are annoying to heaven and annoying to people. In the eyes of the world, she seems ugly.

The canary who loves beauty so much has become a "demon" despised by the world. Everyone hates her and regards her as the ugliest monster.

How could she bear this pain?

How could she bear it? In the illusion, he struck one sword after another.

At that time, he was affected by the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons and fell into the life path of a great demon, killing people like a great demon.

 Different from the big devil, there is always someone waiting for him.

 “Canary…Ning Tao…”

 The majestic aura swept over his body, and the entire sky in Wugui City turned blood red at this moment.

Qi Yuan has found the inscribed path of the inner demon that dominates the virtual world.

Within the barrier, Bai Di's clone was imprisoned by Shang Yanran.

 The seven most powerful men also walked toward the Thirteen Demons of the North, all the way to Ningtao.

A smile appeared on Shang Yanran's lips: "In the past, there was a blood lord who protected you, but today... who can protect you?"

Ning Tao looked at Shang Yanran with a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

At this moment, a hoarse voice filled with endless self-blame sounded.

 “Canary, I’m late.”

 “I’m sorry, I didn’t recognize you.”

The chain tightly clutched in Canary's hand was shaking at this moment.

That ball of **** flesh exuded all kinds of terrifying auras.

Shang Yanran saw a look of surprise in her eyes when she saw the ball of blood: "Blood Lord? No, you are a drop of Blood Lord's blood!"

 In the past, when the Blood Lord entered the Gate of All Demons, he cut off his own arm and stayed with Canary.

 Later, the Blood Lord fell in the Gate of All Demons, with only a drop of blood flying out.

 The blood ball in front of you is the drop of blood from the Blood Lord!

Ning Tao's thin figure was trembling at this moment. She clutched the chain tightly and glanced at the **** flesh ball, as if she had seen it across the vast sea, as if it had lasted ten thousand years.

 She finally saw again the person she had been thinking about and dreaming about for all these endless years.

 The blood-colored flesh **** also condensed into a figure in a blood-colored robe at this moment.

 “Blood beads!” She hugged the blood-red robe tightly.

Just like when the fire spread, she hugged him without hesitation and died together in the sea of ​​​​fire.

There was a smile on Shang Yanran's lips: "It's so touching, you devil... you are finally willing to show up."

Qi Yuan, who was wearing a blood-colored robe, looked at Shang Yanran with a cold look on his lips: "Today, you will die!"

Hearing this, Shang Yanran’s smile became even wider: “Don’t say it’s a drop of your blood, even if you, the Blood Lord, come in person, you may not be the opponent of my clone.

 Moreover, your true self, can you come here now? "

Canary held Qi Yuan's arm tightly.

Bai Di looked at Qi Yuan with excitement in his eyes. He never thought that he would see his mentor at this time: "Teacher, you must not come here if you are not in the Sixth Realm!

Shang Yanran got the tablet of destiny, and she was no longer herself! "

Shang Yanran smiled brightly.

 It’s just a drop of blood, not even the Supreme Being can be hurt.

 Why did you take Ning Tao away from her?

“Great Demon, I took the canary away today. If you want to see her, your true form, come to me in the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons!”

Qi Yuan looked extremely calm, and the endless self-blame and guilt he had felt before turned into a surging murderous intention.

 “One drop of blood can kill you!”

With Qi Yuan's voice, a terrifying change occurred in his figure condensed by a drop of blood.

 The blood of the soul!

 The blood of the soul that fell from Taixu was used by Qi Yuan at this moment.

 The blood of the soul obtained from the black chicken old demon can parasitize in treasures.

 Condensate that treasure into a divine soul weapon.

 What kind of treasure is as precious as a drop of his blood?

 This is a drop of blood that builds the foundation of heaven!

At this moment, Qi Yuan condensed himself into a divine soul weapon.

 The blood of the soul fell, and Qi Yuan's blood underwent tremendous changes.

 He glanced at the canary: "Wait for me!"

 After becoming a divine soul magic weapon, he will no longer be able to consciously come here.

 The figure in the blood-red robe keeps changing.

 Engraved!

 Wugui is in the city.

 Qi Yuan shouted loudly.

He finally understood why he couldn't engrave his original magical power.

 In the illusion, he cut off his arm and forgot the consciousness forced on him by the Gate of Demons, which was that he was a great demon.

 The arm turned into a drop of blood.

That drop of blood is the endless evil, the great evil, and the source of all evil.

That drop of blood truly matches the original magical power of the lord of the virtual world, the Inner Demon.

 He wants to engrave this magical power on that divine soul weapon!

 In the barrier, the **** robe has disappeared.

Ning Tao's eyes were filled with deep reluctance.

 The figure in the **** robe turned into a **** long sword at this moment.

Shang Yanran's eyes showed a greedy look: "It's such a subtle method to turn yourself into a divine soul weapon.

 This sword, if wielded by an ordinary supreme being, could even hurt a great supreme being!

It's a pity that such a sword can only be regarded as exquisite. Not to mention killing me, it can't even hurt me! "

Following Shang Yanran’s words, another change occurred on the **** sword.

 Greed, lust, arrogance…

 Various auras are emitted from this sword.

 The entire barrier, including Bai Emperor, was a little uneasy.

 They looked at the **** sword, with surprise in their eyes for the first time.

"Original magical power!" Shang Yanran's eyes widened, "You actually engraved the original magical power on a sword, you... you are so... willing!"

 It is unheard of for the original supernatural power to be engraved on the divine soul magic weapon.

 But Shang Yanran knew that this could be done.

“Blood Lord haha...your move really exceeded my expectations.

 However, the original magical power is engraved on a divine soul weapon.

 Your body...is considered useless!

 Without the original magical power, your body and ordinary supreme beings can kill you! "Shang Yanran laughed.

 The evaluation of Blood Lord in my heart is even lower.

As a cultivator, if you get carried away easily, you will not be able to accomplish anything great.

“Let me see how strong your original magical power is!”

Even facing the Blood Lord’s original magical power, Shang Yanran was not afraid at all!

 After all, her realm has reached the limit of this world.

 If you break through further...something bad will happen.

 All her plans will come to nothing.

Ning Tao held the **** sword, and her figure grew taller at this moment.

Hold the long sword, she felt like she was connected by blood.

 “This sword is called the Inner Demon Yin, the Master of the Virtual Realm!”

Ning Tao moved forward, like a peerless female swordsman.

 After so many years, she can finally... fight side by side with Xue Zhuzi.

"die!"

 With one slash of the sword, endless blood filled the air, filling the entire barrier.

 Greed, arrogance, gluttony... all kinds of emotions are rampant.

 The faces of the seven strong men finally showed expressions of emotion.

Shang Yanran's eyes showed a strange look: "Inner demon? Big demon? How is that possible!"

 How could he be a real demon!

 Such an original magical power cannot be condensed at all.

 Only the great demon, the former Buddha, can condense it.

 Because all demons in the world are the origin of great demons.

what happened?

Shang Yanran had a look of astonishment in her eyes, and then she chuckled.

 Is he really a big demon... That would be even more interesting!

As soon as the sword came out, the seven strong men behind Shang Yanran were like fragile porcelain dolls. After just one glance at the sword, cracks appeared on their bodies.

They kept howling and crying, as if they were falling into an infinite demonic realm.

 The seven strongest men could not even catch a single sword.

On Shang Yanran's back, there was also a snow-white devil crawling out.

That demon is different from everyone else.

There was no fear in her eyes, with a smile: "Blood Lord, I think you are more skilled this time, so I will give you this clone.

 But, if you lose your original magical power, what do you have to fear?

 I'm waiting for you at the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons!

If you don't come in quickly, the canary...will fall into my hands. "

Following her voice, Shang Yanran struck her own body to death with one palm.

 After all, if the sword continued, it would be enough to hurt her body through the clone.

Shang Yanran’s clone disappeared at this moment.

Those seven strong men received this sword, their inner demons were broken, and they perished.

 With a simple sword, eight strong men were killed.

Everyone in the Thirteen Demons of the North Demon looked at each other.

 What happened today was really beyond their expectations.

At this moment, Bai Di looked at the **** sword, with shock and a hint of sadness in his eyes.

 Such a sword stirs up endless inner demons.

 Is the mentor...really a great demon?

 If it’s true…

 He didn’t know how to face it.

Ning Tao's little hand was holding the long sword tightly, and a smile appeared on his pale face: "The blood beads... in the illusion are all fake."

 All the pain is caused by being cursed by the demons after entering the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.

Hue Zhuzhu drew his sword and killed him, which was nothing more than an illusion.

 (End of this chapter)