My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 409 Ye Wuyou, you and I are destined to not survive this Shura Field
Only the desolate North Plain remained, but now it was filled with murderous intent.

The huge mountain range now broke through layers of dry land and "moved" towards the sky.

But it revealed the shape of the monster Pulao.

Pulao stopped in the sky, seemingly not in a hurry, but overlooking everything below.

With a light tap of the sharp claws, the countless dead demons seemed to have received some kind of command, and rushed towards the three tiny figures like a tide.

If we say that the leader of the Taoist sect in the previous generation was the one who controlled the death of Dayan.

That Pulao was the one who controlled all the demon tribes and was the driving force behind everything.

The goals of the man and the demon seem to be similar, but also different.

Pulling the Luo River, resurrecting from the dead, killing without reason...

What are they going to do?
There is the cold frost that turns into ice crystals to seal everything, and there is also the bright sword light that shines and cleanses all directions.

The blood-red blade was filled with energy, and Ye Wuyou's face was deathly still. He slashed the sword in front of him almost numbly, creating wind and thunder.

A monster attacked, but was turned into dust by the vortex of fierce sword energy.

Ye Wuyou couldn't even tell what kind of demon appeared in front of him, nor could he tell whether the sword in his hand followed him or he followed the sword.

But it didn't matter at this moment.

For now, just focus on chopping and killing.

I don't know when my mind has been filled with scattered thoughts, and myriad thoughts are rising and falling like waves.

The lingering sound of the narration still seems to echo in my heart, carrying with it some kind of the most wonderful enchantment.

The attraction that bewitching has on people transcends everything, transcends dual cultivation, transcends triple cultivation, transcends many, many cultivations.

That is to abandon the shackles of being human and pursue a leap forward in the level of life...

That choice is fascinating.

But despite this, Ye Wuyou still had a constant whisper echoing in his mind.

"I am human."

"I am human."

The deadly eyes slightly raised, and looked again at the attacking demon in front of him.

It was a bull demon in the sixth realm.

"Tauren."

Ye Wuyou, who had a numb expression and dead eyes, suddenly changed his expression the moment he saw the minotaur.

The numb expression changed at this moment, a ferocious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes changed from dead silence to undisguised brutality and arrogance.

The aura around his body suddenly changed at this moment, and it was much stronger than before.

It's like an autistic person seeing something of interest and regaining confidence in life at that moment.

The bull demon roared at this moment and used the Bull Charge.

Ye Wuyou did not dodge or evade. The ferocity in his eyes gradually turned into excitement. He suddenly spread out his arms and held them tightly in front of him.

The bull's horns were easily grabbed, and Ye Wuyou's body was pushed back again and again by the huge force.

Veins popped up on his arms, and with a low roar that was unclear whether it was anger or pleasure, Ye Wuyou grasped the horns with both hands and suddenly broke them in two completely different directions.

There is a crisp sound.

But it is extremely terrifying.

The hard bull's head was torn apart in the middle at this moment, and then cracks appeared from the head to the chest, and then to the entire body.

After exerting force again, Ye Wuyou slowly let go of his hand.

The expected blood and flesh flying everywhere did not happen, because these monsters had died long ago. At this moment, they were just like the "Man in the Mirror", turning into powder again, but they would condense again after a while.

The minotaur of the sixth realm disappeared, and Ye Wuyou's expression returned to being as numb as before.

But another demon tribe attacked.

White hair and red eyes.

But his figure was dead silent.

They were a group of fox demons.

Seeing this scene, Ye Wuyou's numb expression changed again at this moment.

There was no violence or arrogance in his eyes, but rather no sadness or joy.

Finally he sighed softly, his eyes filled with compassion.

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.”

Ye Wuyou held one hand in front of him and gently made a seal.

【Dharma-Appearance Divine Power·The Infinite Ocean】

The magical power of Lu Chen in the past was displayed by Ye Wuyou at this moment.

The fox demon's figure was shattered.

But the number of demons is endless, no matter if they were once dead demons or demons that are alive now but eventually turned into death, even if their bodies are shattered, they can slowly condense and reappear in front of the three people. This is a war without blood.

In other words, only the living are qualified to shed blood.

After killing another sixth-level demon king, Ye Wuyou stood up from the sunken ground.

The deep red liquid dripped down from his body, causing a little more ripples in Ye Wuyou's eyes, who had originally looked numb.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at her gently, there seemed to be some struggle in his eyes, but then he gently shook his head, his voice calm, neither sad nor happy.

"It's just a minor injury."

The speed of waving the blood-red sword finally slowed down. The sword light that was originally clear and sharp didn't seem so sharp anymore, and even the pervasive frost no longer seemed cold.

There was only dead silence and rising dust on the desolate northern plains.

The sunlight shines on this barren land through the rising smoke and dust. The floating smoke and dust render the light into charming halos one after another.

The white dress was now stained with a hint of bright red, but it was still nimbly moving among the beasts, like a dancing butterfly on the vast scorched earth.

The sword slashed towards the monster in front of her, but it did not destroy it in one blow. Lu Caiwei was slightly stunned. Finally, she added another sword and looked down at the sword in her hand.

The sword's edge, which had always been effective, had now broken into pieces, and the blade was also curled back slightly.

Looking at this scene.

Pulao in the sky's gaze changed from solemn to calm, as if he had dispelled some doubts.

It finally laughed to itself.

The laughter was vast, not hidden, but carried the lingering sound of time, spreading across this desolate scorched earth.

"This king is sure, sure, it is not..."

"In fact, I was wrong. Why bother about whether the memory is true or false, whether it exists or is an illusion? The doubt is right in front of me. If I kill him, there will be no doubt."

Pulao finally figured it out.

That unreal memory, whose authenticity it did not know, had caused it to have endless doubts.

It is afraid, it is terrified, it is horrified.

I have been able to survive for such a long time, spanning an entire era, so why can't others?
Just like the "Your Majesty" who made a deal with it.

Pulao was worried that Lu Caiwei was the female sword fairy who lived in the same era as him.

Don't underestimate the opponent who looks weak at the moment. What if he just doesn't want to waste the energy that cannot be restored in this world? He really has some hidden means of saving his life and will attack you with a sword if forced into a corner.

Pulao couldn't accept this.

So it was reluctant to leave.

But now it seems that the doubts in my heart can be dispelled.

Pulao let out a low roar, and the figure that was hovering in the sky stood up gently, then swung its claws violently.

The invisible sharp blade shot out towards the three people, causing sonic booms.

A woman suddenly jumped high from the ground.

【Time Zero】

Time stood still for a moment.

There are also glaciers covering the wilderness.

But a moment later, the still time passed again and the glacier collapsed.

The sharp blade transformed from its claws swept across the entire wilderness, annihilating everything indiscriminately, whether they were humans or monsters controlled by it.

Amid the shattered demon powder all over the sky, several deep grooves appeared on the ground.

Luo Qinghan fell into the deep ravine created by the sharp claws, staring at the dark sky which was only a thin line left.

She had blocked the previous attack.

All her energy was exhausted.

Lu Caiwei was protected by her and stood on the ground with her sword, trying her best to support her body.

As for Ye Wuyou.

Luo Qinghan didn't know where the other person was at the moment, but she could still feel that guy's aura, and he was obviously still alive.

Hold a handful of dry sand in your palm.

When the wind blows, the sand flows away from your fingertips.

Luo Qinghan leaned back on the ground, her breathing suddenly becoming rapid.

The cold and calm look of the past had long since disappeared, and the inexplicable emotions and anger in his heart seemed to surge up at this moment.

Reluctance, regret, powerlessness...

Suddenly, a woman's hoarse cry was heard from the deep ravine.

"Ye Wuyou, you and I are destined not to survive this Shura Field!"

(End of this chapter)