My enemies became my companions

Chapter 350 I Can Keep You

As soon as the curse was uttered, it was considered a serious violation for Concubine Dong, a nun who strictly abided by the precepts.

But now he didn't care about breaking the rules or not. The long hair tips were lifted up and pierced into the ground as sharp as a blade.

The paper people that were sucked up seemed to be gaining some stability.

However, Chaos prolonged the tone unsatisfied.

A thunderous roar sounded, and a long tone followed by a huge suction force. Looking up, one could see thousands of souls falling into the belly of chaos in the gloomy wind.

Concubine Dong tried her best to hold on, suppressing the rising effects of the medicine and barely keeping steady. However, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a tiny detail.

The ground is tearing apart.

The crack was very small at first, only a finger wide, and then it slowly expanded, with a hint of collapse, and then the entire ground shattered as if a mountain suddenly collapsed.

There was no place for the long black hair to stand, and hundreds of paper figures flew into the air with a bang.

Except for her cheeks, all other parts of Concubine Dong's face had lost color.

Yin Weiying, who was above the sea of ​​clouds, saw Chen Yi being sucked in, his expression changed slightly, and he controlled the wind with his sword. Hundreds of gusts of wind swept up, like a giant hand trying to pull them back.

The two forces pulled at once.
But under the huge mouth of the chaotic abyss, hundreds and thousands of strong winds burst out.

Like a black hole.

Chen Yi saw the abyss getting closer, but his expression did not change drastically.

At that moment, he recited the mantra to open his third eye.

Although it only lasted for a moment, it closed instantly due to insufficient Yuan Qi.

But he saw that there seemed to be something hidden in the depths of the chaos.

The sky was dark, sand and rocks were flying, and the chaos in the valley was beyond description.

Yin Weiying could see that Chen Yi's figure was moving towards the chaos little by little, like a kite whose string was about to break.

"return."

At first, the voice above the sea of ​​clouds was indifferent.

It's like an immortal descending to earth, looking down from above, and leaving no room for doubt.

Although she was his cauldron and he had bullied her in many ways, although they were close to each other now, they would never forget their grudges with a smile.

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What's the point?

Compared with the path to immortality, they are all too small.

Real fire and thunder exploded above the sea of ​​clouds, stirring up strong winds. For a moment, three thousand thunders and fires all obeyed her orders.

Thunder, lightning and flames intertwined and rushed towards the chaos.

boom!
There were explosions, burning sounds, and cracking sounds. Several kinds of light flashed by, but after the sound subsided, they were annihilated in the vortex.

The true fire dissipated, the thunder was extinguished, and all were annihilated in the huge mouth of chaos, which was like a bottomless pit, a dark devil's abyss.

Yin Weiying frowned slightly, and a trace of displeasure passed through the lake of his heart, causing ripples.

"return!"

She emphasized her tone.

The sky was filled with lightning and true fire. The cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage was so terrifying that he could suppress the underground dead souls with one hand, and at this moment he was fighting against the ferocious beast Chaos.

Chaos seemed to be enraged, and its roar lengthened and grew louder. The shocking sound waves shattered in mid-air before the thunder and true fire could reach it.

The nun's face finally showed a hint of panic.

Even if she tried her best, she couldn't get Chen Yi back.

She didn't understand why she wanted to take him back.

If he died like this, then no one would stop her from becoming an immortal.

But at this moment, she didn't want to let him die in the belly of chaos.

"Come back!"

At Yin Weiying's command, the sea of ​​clouds began to churn and roll, and eight thousand strong winds began to blow at the same time.

The wind surged with the clouds, thunder suddenly rose, the huge stone gate hummed, smoke and dust filled the air, it was a spectacular sight.

The strong wind roared and tore at Chen Yi who was wrapped in the paper man. Yin Weiying raised one hand and clenched his five fingers gradually, as if he was wrestling with chaos.
"I can keep you!"

A roaring sound burst out from the throat of the calm and composed nun.

She wanted to keep him.

There was no reason to want to keep him.

She is so crazy!
Yin Weiying's eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his five fingers as hard as he could. The strong wind hit the whirlpool and pulled Chen Yi and the others backwards against the spiral arm. The valley ground beneath their feet was no longer covered with flowers, and the mountains were collapsing and the ground was cracked. There were cracks everywhere. The unfortunate souls who had suffered the disaster were wailing miserably, and the land had been torn apart and devastated by the chaotic strong wind.

"Roar!"

Chaos lengthened the note a third time.

It seemed to sense that Yin Weiying was wrestling with it.

The whirlpool was even stronger than before, and its terrifying suction force swallowed up countless ghosts, as if a layer of hell had been emptied out in the underworld.

Yin Weiying took a deep breath, his true fire grew stronger, and the lake of his heart surged. This was a method of exchanging one's life span for Yuan Qi.

The whistling sound of the gale became more and more shrill, like a sharp wail, and gradually gathered to form a white line visible to the naked eye, circling endlessly.

These wind lines tried their best to pull Chen Yi and others, one, two, three, hundreds and thousands, becoming denser and more and more numerous, madly pulling Chen Yi and others back.

"Roar!"

Chaos stretched out the note for the fourth time.

Bang, bang, bang!

Yin Weiying's eyes gradually widened.

That was the sound of wind lines breaking.

The chaotic strong winds spread across the netherworld...

Above the sea of ​​clouds, a helpless cry suddenly rang out:

"Chen Yi!"

However, nothing will stop because of the crown's cry.

Even though the stone door was almost completely closed.

But Chen Yi's figure flew away like a kite with a broken string.

Yin Weiying tried his best to hold him, but the strong wind shattered and scattered in the air. Then, the dark blue Yuanying moved, it flew up and went straight towards Chen Yi!

She wants to keep him!
The dark blue Nascent Soul flew over and tried to grab Chen Yi's hand, but Chen Yi turned his head and his hand was already stretched into the air.

But it was just a hair's breadth away.

The violent whirlpool suddenly pulled the paper people and Chen Yi away. The violent wind and waves separated Chen Yi and the Nascent Soul like mountains and seas. The Nascent Soul was like a thread that suddenly lost its traction and was suddenly swept into the chaos by the strong wind.

Amidst the crisscrossing of wind and waves, the figure of the Nascent Soul gradually blurred.

He suddenly remembered the ghost woman he met when he first entered the underworld.

An indescribable feeling flowed through his heart, and he seemed to understand what it was.
At this moment, the stone gate was within reach. He raised his sword and rushed into the chaos!
Chen Yi's figure disappeared along with the paper people, annihilated in the belly of chaos.

Yin Weiying's face was pale and she was on the verge of collapse. She forced herself to raise her hands and let the group of paper figures wrap her up.

This was the last thing she could do. With a bang, the formation was reversed and the stone door closed completely.

The cultivation level of the nun above the sea of ​​clouds slowly declined. She slowly fell from the clouds and mist and fell into the devastated valley.

She barely managed to stand up using the peach wood sword to support herself on the ground.

Her hands and feet were cold. She stood in front of the stone door in a daze. She wanted to reach out her hand, but she could only touch the cold and hard stone.

Two tears slid down.

After becoming an immortal, wouldn't you be able to slay demons and eliminate monsters?

But now, have we really slain the demons and eliminated the evil?
If the demons were really slain, how could he not be kept?

There are also people who say that they will return it to him after they ascend to heaven...

“…turns out they were all lies!”

Yin Weiying felt a pang of pain in his heart, as if he was blaming himself for breaking his promise.

Her hands trembled on the stone door,
"They are all lies..."

Tears kept rolling down.

It was as if she suddenly looked back in a trance and realized that she had said so many lies and so many empty words...

After Wuming left, she didn't feel the slightest bit of relief in her heart. Instead, she couldn't stop crying.

Maybe one day when she thinks back, she will comfort herself that it was the rabbit's death that made the fox mourn, and she didn't care about him too much.

But these days, she only knows how to cry...

........................

Yin Weiying didn't know how long he stood by the stone gate.

Maybe not for long.

The tears have gone away, leaving tear marks on her face.

Some sounds were heard in the devastated valley.

The ghost messengers from the Rewarding and Charity Department who were responsible for transporting souls had grim expressions on their faces.

After the valley cracked, the reason why there were thousands of ghosts running below was because of their doing. Their purpose was to use these souls to feed the chaos that broke out.

However, they saw the stone door was closed and also saw the body of Director Du Wei.

I also saw... the person who closed the stone door.

"Who is this Taoist?!"

A ghost held up the Demon-Subduing Sword and shouted angrily,
"Why do you dare to stop me from rewarding people?!"

The nun turned her head away in a daze, her face covered with dried tears and her eyes lost in thought.

She was alone.
The peach wood sword was slowly raised.

"The goddess of Taihua, Yin Weiying."

Her voice was hoarse as she spoke word by word:

"This trip... to subdue demons, eliminate monsters, punish evil, and suppress evil."

The sword points straight ahead.

For some reason, her sad voice made everyone present shudder.

Especially when her name came down.

But, she is alone after all.

Just as the ghost messengers were about to step forward.

boom!
A Zen stick came through the air and stabbed into the rock, causing sand and rocks to fly in an instant.

"Who are you monsters?"

The figure of the mad scribe broke through the mist and instantly descended between the two sides.

His hair and beard stood on end and his eyes were wide open with anger.

In his hand was the head of the Horse-Faced General, still emitting murderous aura.

The crazy scribe didn't know where the boy who was quite to his liking had gone, but he saw that the people around him were surrounded, so he ran over.

When they saw the head of the Horse-Faced General, the people from the Reward and Mercy Department were shocked.

But after the shock, he was filled with rage.

The leading deputy director took a step forward and said with a stern face:
"The monk killed the Taoist priest!"

When the order was given, the ghost officials, some holding swords to subdue demons, some holding soul-catching locks, some holding spears to suppress evil, and some holding maces to uphold justice, pressed forward step by step, as if they were going to slay demons and monsters and uphold justice!

The crazy sutra master was already reciting the mantra for rebirth and holding up his Zen staff.

At this critical moment when the two sides were at loggerheads, a thick fog began to gather between the valleys.

The originally gloomy mist suddenly became heavy, and there seemed to be ghosts kneeling on the ground in the mist.

The deputy director turned his head in confusion, and then began to tremble all over as if he could not bear the severe impact.

Amidst the devastated valley, a magnificent imperial carriage suddenly appeared.
The sound of horse hooves could be heard from the direction of the ghost town in the distance.

From the depths of the thick fog, a dark mass of shadowy riders came riding on the gloomy wind, following the direction of the imperial carriage.

Fear swept over the deputy director and all the evildoers.

Their knees trembled, and then as the curtain of the imperial carriage was slightly lifted, they knelt on the ground in unison, as if they had kneeled thousands of times and for thousands of years.

In the imperial carriage, the dragon robe of the King of Hell emerged. Two dragons, pitch black and dark purple, intertwined, competing for the Li Pearl. It was majestic and the rich dark purple color was accompanied by floral patterns. It was such a robe that stood high above the underworld.

"Your Highness the King of Hell!"

As the trembling voice spoke, a terrible possibility emerged in the minds of the deputy director and the ghost officials.

Now the King of Hell has left the ghost town.

That means... the King of Hell... is no longer crazy...

and so…

The deputy director raised his eyes slightly and looked at the towering figure.

His eyes slowly widened...

The face reflected in his eyes was no longer the face of the original King Chujiang.

Instead, he changed his face.

A face that exudes majesty in its old age, as if it was born to be the emperor.

That is the face of Emperor Dayu!

King Chujiang arrived at this time, and the Crazy Scripture Master subconsciously took a step back, but still protected Yin Weiying for Chen Yi.

The nun seemed to finally come to her senses and looked towards the King of Hell, who ruled over the underworld.

After a while, her lips moved, and she uttered two words in surprise:
"Father?!"

It's the late stage of the underworld line, try to combine chapters into one chapter with about 5,000 to 6,000 words

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