She is devoted to cultivating immortality

Chapter 160: Killing in a Drunk Dream

Xie Lian carefully dug up the soil with a hoe and took a look, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the seeds did not continue to decrease.

Still the original three.

I looked up subconsciously and saw a proud little creature staring at me.

Seeing him looking at me, he immediately turned his head away with disdain.

"hehe.."

Xie Lian sneered twice, not bothering to pay attention to her, and looked away.

Xie Lian dug out a seed and placed it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully, his expression not looking very good.

The seeds had been buried in the soil for many days. She watered and fertilized them every day, but there was no sign of them sprouting. They were still the same as when she planted them.

"Could it be that it's not for planting, but is it really given to me to eat?"

Xie Lian murmured, resisting the urge to eat another one, and shook his head before burying it back in the soil.

Don't look at it anymore. If it can sprout, that's great. If not, just forget it.

Xie Lian stood up dejectedly. Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door and a respectful voice sounded outside the door.

"Miss, are you home?"

When Xie Lian heard the voice, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly called him in.

Not long after, a middle-aged man who looked very wealthy appeared in front of Xie Lian.

As respectful and polite as usual, it was the secular guest named Huan who often came to visit.

"You came just in time. I just had something to give you..."

Xie Lian said with a smile, and then went into the house to get the calligraphy copybook she had prepared long ago.

Huanbao originally came here only to pay his respects to the Emperor as a daily routine, and to see if he could get any clues from the Emperor to find out whether those two second-generation immortals and demons had anything to do with the Emperor's plan, and whether he was needed there.

However, he never expected that as soon as he came in, the Emperor said that he had something to give him, and he was immediately flattered.

Xie Lian handed the calligraphy to Huanbao, who opened it excitedly. When he saw the contents clearly, his heart began to beat wildly.

"Attract wealth and fortune, and bring in good fortune."

These eight simple words seem to contain all the wealth and fortune in the world, and great luck.

Huanbao seemed to see many wonderful seven-treasure trees, exquisite pagodas, purple jade gourds... a scene of wealth and splendor that he had never heard of, never seen, and could not imagine passing before his eyes.

The precious light and immortal energy in the body began to fluctuate violently like boiling water, with signs of a breakthrough.

Several vague images flashed through his mind quickly, and an extremely strong intuition told him that if he followed the path, he would surely encounter many adventures and opportunities.

Huanbao looked at the calligraphy in his hand and was shocked.

This is not just an ordinary piece of calligraphy, it is clearly an invaluable treasure that can increase the blessings and fortune of the monks of Lingbao Sect.

Emperor, this is
Are you teaching him the supreme method of attaining enlightenment through external objects? !
"hiss-.‖-"

Huanbao took a deep breath, suppressed his inner excitement and ecstasy, and bowed deeply to Xie Lian.

"Thank you Miss Di for the reward."

Xie Lian laughed in silence and waved his hands, “What kind of reward is this? I’m just thanking you for the cakes and fruits you brought last time. It’s just a small gift.”

Huanbao was filled with joy beyond words.

Sure enough, the idea of ​​pleasing the Emperor was right. The Emperor was very pleased and bestowed upon him a reward that was tens of millions times more than the immortal food he had paid for!
Xie Lian looked at Huan Bao, who was trying hard to suppress his excitement and couldn't help being overjoyed, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

In the art of calligraphy and painting, besides having strong personal skills, it is also a science to know what to write and what to paint for and for whom.

I think she has given away or sold a lot of calligraphy and paintings over the years, and all of them touched people's hearts.

Which one of them is not so ecstatic and unable to let go?

To put it bluntly, this is wisdom.

The wisdom of being a human being.

Otherwise, how could Senior Xie have the virtue and ability to make so many cultivators respectfully call him "Senior Xie"?

Just as he was about to say a few more words, his expression suddenly changed. He thought for a while, then said to Huanbao with great joy: "It's a coincidence that you came today. I'm in for a treat."

Huanbao blinked, not understanding what was going on.

Xie Lian, however, had already walked to the corner of the yard and picked up a hoe. He walked to the old peach tree with an expectant look on his face and struck the tree with the hoe.

"The wine that has been buried for so long is finally ready."

"You don't have to come back this time, just stay with that person. This is your great fortune and opportunity, Jiang Yi, you can't give it up lightly."

"Don't mention my Wusheng Dao Palace to that person. He has his own plans. A true gentleman watches chess without saying a word. You should understand this.

If you can’t see through it, don’t speak. Not to mention that you and I are not the spectators at all, but just a small chess piece on the chessboard. ”

"If that person takes action, that would be the best. If not,
You must never harbor any resentment in your heart, and you must never lose the slightest bit of respect.

The lineage of my Wusheng Dao Palace was passed down by that person. Even if I become that person's abandoned child, I am willing to do so and will not regret it even if I die."

"At least, you, Jiang Yi, are still here at Wusheng Dao Palace, right?"

"Also, these words are not mine. They were said by the Grandmaster himself."

"Go ahead, Jiang Yi. You are the most intelligent and smart person in my Wusheng Dao Palace since our ancestor Wusheng. I think you should be able to understand."

".well."

Jiang Yi walked along the long street in a daze, his mind constantly echoing with everything the headmaster had told him.

Zhong Shenxiu followed Jiang Yi with a frown on his face. He wanted to say something comforting many times, but every time he got to his lips, he couldn't say it.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the door of a familiar shop.

Stand still.

Jiang Yi suddenly pulled out a jade slip from his bosom, stared at it blankly for a moment, then smiled sadly at Zhong Shenxiu and said, "Shenxiu, those two evil demons are now outside my Wusheng Dao Palace."

Zhong Shenxiu raised his eyebrows, and a trace of sword intent involuntarily surged out of his body, but he suppressed it.

Zhong Shenxiu took a deep breath, looked at Jiang Yi very seriously and said, "Do you want to turn back now, or go in? I will accompany you."

Jiang Yi's face showed a look of deep confusion.

Looking at the small wooden door so close in front of me, I turned around and looked at the long street behind me.

Looking back, he would advance and retreat together with the Wusheng Dao Palace, and live and die together. He would be worthy of the sect's hundreds of years of careful cultivation, worthy of the heaven and earth, and worthy of his own conscience.

Once he entered, he would have to pretend that nothing had happened, even if the sect thousands of miles away was quietly destroyed, all his fellow disciples, the head of the sect and the forefathers were killed in the battle, leaving him alone in the world.

He also needs to put on a smile, pretend that nothing has happened, and live on with everything on his shoulders.

For Jiang Yi, this choice...
difficult!
It is too difficult.

At the same time, Zhongzhou Wusheng Dao Palace.

In the hall where all living beings are sons, the head of the Wusheng sect stood down and respectfully said to a figure in green sitting on the main seat: "The disciples have arranged for some elites to leave and take the inheritance of our sect's Taoist lineage with them.
Those two evil demons just wiped out a sect and are already heading towards our sect."

Sect Leader Wusheng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Everything is ready. The devil has entered the game. Please, Master, take the chess piece and make your move!"

After saying this, he bowed deeply.

The hall fell into a brief silence and quiet.

After a long while, the blue-shirted figure on the main seat slowly stood up, nodded and said, "Okay."
Outside the Wusheng Dao Palace, all the disciples of the Wusheng Dao Palace stood in the square, and each of them had a chess table and chessboard beside them.

Everyone looked up at the sky, their faces solemn, but their expressions were extremely firm and resolute.

Finally, a dark cloud quickly moved across the sky.

Two figures can be seen in the devil cloud, one filled with evil energy and the other with raging devil flames.

Before the two men got close, the terrifying aura emanating from their bodies had already changed the color of heaven and earth, it was extremely terrifying.

The expressions of many disciples of Wusheng Dao Palace tensed. Those with low cultivation levels turned pale, their legs trembling, and they almost fell to their knees under this terrifying power.

But a hand reached out from the side, holding him steady, with a smile on his face, and a reassuring voice: "Don't be afraid."

The latter blushed and whispered back, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

When he looked up again, his face was still pale, and there was still fear in his eyes, but
He can now stand firmly!
The evil cloud quickly moved horizontally above the Wusheng Palace, blocking out the light from the sky. Haze and darkness enveloped the entire Wusheng Palace.

In the dark cloud, Lin Pingan and the old demon Shangji looked down from above. The latter looked at the countless ant-like mortal monks below with a strange look, who were not afraid to look at him, and whispered: "Interesting, really interesting"

Then, he suddenly laughed grimly and poured all his aura downwards.

In an instant, the terrifying demonic power in the void surged more than tenfold, almost condensing into substance 417, rumbling and crushing down.

Countless disciples of the Wusheng Dao Palace below opened their eyes wide and were at a loss for words when suddenly an invisible force filled the space between heaven and earth.

Although it was much weaker than the devil's power, it was able to resist and eliminate the pressure from the red-haired young man in an extremely clever way.

The next moment, a man in green robe appeared in the void, followed by Sect Leader Wusheng, facing the two demons.

This is a seemingly ordinary young man.

His appearance was not handsome, but his eyes were exceptionally clear, and seemed to contain the changes of the universe, the sun, the moon, and the stars.

Once anyone sees his eyes, they will involuntarily ignore his appearance.

"Ancestor!"

"It's Patriarch Wusheng! The Patriarch has come down to earth!"

The Wusheng disciples below shouted one after another, each of them looked excited, and bowed respectfully.

As soon as the young man in green appeared, they seemed to have a backbone. Endless strength surged within their bodies. They were no longer afraid and were full of fighting spirit.

The red-haired young man and Lin Pingan in the black cloud also had strange eyes and said, "I didn't expect you to dare to come down to the lower world. You are just a fairy who has just entered the heavenly fairyland. You know you will die, but you still have the courage to show up.
Just for this reason, you are far superior to those cowards in the sky."

The young man in green shirt did not reply, but just smiled gently.

In the distance, there are shadowy figures in the void, and one can see the figures of many leaders of the Dongxu Tribulation Realm cultivators.

“I didn’t expect that the Great Emperor Wusheng would actually come down to earth?!”

The white-haired old Taoist of Tiandao Sect said with complicated eyes: "Putting his head on the sword is like cutting the spring breeze. The Great Emperor Wusheng is truly worthy of being the most outstanding Tianjiao cultivator in the world for ten thousand years.

Just this state of mind alone is enough to make others far behind."

"pity."

A monk shook his head heavily before he finished speaking.

The other monks also sighed.

The red-haired young man, Shangji Lao Mo, praised him a few times and then continued, "I, Shangji, like people like you who are tough. I hope you can still laugh when I break them into pieces bit by bit later."

After saying this, he sneered, raised up a thousand-foot-high black cloud, and swept towards the green-shirted young man and the entire Wusheng Taoist Palace with an extremely domineering attitude.

The demonic cloud came with such ferocity that countless people changed color.

The young man in green remained calm and stretched out his hand to point in the air.

A spot of white light bloomed, then quickly expanded, turning into a chessboard filled with fairy energy and flying high into the sky.

Countless white lights radiated from the immortal chessboard, crisscrossing between heaven and earth, forming a huge cover that protected the entire Wusheng Taoist Palace and kept the evil clouds out.

The red-haired young man laughed: "You are just a celestial being. You think you can stop me with a low-grade fairy treasure? You are too naive."

After saying that, the demonic cloud pressed down, and the white light shield began to crumble.

The young man in green didn't care, but continued to reach out and tap lightly.

Points of white light flew out one after another, and each point of white light turned into a chessboard.

one..
Two
Three
The young man in green threw out eight chessboards, each of which was an immortal-level magic weapon, hanging in eight directions in the void.

With the fairy treasure chessboard as the center, an inexplicable formation was formed, emitting countless white lights, crisscrossing
It's like a huge cage.

This time, it not only protected the Wusheng Dao Palace, but also enveloped the black cloud, as well as Lin Pingan and the red-haired young man in the black cloud.

"ridiculous.."

The red-haired young man sneered, the magic cloud moved, and the white light broke easily like fragile silk threads.

"You think you can trap me with these rubbish magic weapons? How ridiculous!"

But the red-haired young man's expression quickly changed.

He suddenly discovered that although the magic cloud could easily crush the white light, more white light was constantly emerging at any time, and was constantly quietly dividing and reducing the energy of the magic cloud, nibbling away at it bit by bit.

"Impossible! What is this?!"

The red-haired young man could not help but roar in anger, realizing that no matter how hard he tried, the countless white lights could not be completely cut off and killed, and they were extremely slippery.
It is constantly changing, constantly disillusioned, and extremely mysterious.

"Damn damn it!"

The red-haired young man was furious, and he rode the magic cloud like a trapped beast, rushing around in the white light cage.

Even Lin Ping'an frowned.

The young man in green sat cross-legged in the void, tapping the air with his fingers from time to time in a calm and relaxed manner.

The white light also changes accordingly.

That posture is like...
Like playing chess with a nonexistent being.

At the same time, the head of Wusheng Sect also shouted loudly: "All disciples of Wusheng Dao Palace, join me in helping the ancestor."

Thousands of disciples responded in unison, "Yes."

Then, all Wusheng's disciples sat down beside the chessboard that had been set up beside them.

At this moment, their minds and souls seemed to be completely connected with the young man in green in the sky.

Each person has a corresponding chessboard displayed on it, and makes their own move.

With the help of tens of millions of disciples, the eyes of the young man in green became brighter and brighter, and the speed of his moves became faster and faster. Correspondingly, the speed at which the white light in the void was transformed also became faster and faster.

The huge prison of white light gradually became more stable.

This scene is really shocking!

In the distance, countless onlookers, the heads of the sects, all had expressions of extreme emotion on their faces.

"This"

Someone could hardly suppress the excitement in his heart, and murmured: "The Great Emperor Wusheng is using the nine great immortal instruments (treasures) as a chessboard, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as chess pieces, and the power of thousands of disciples of the Wusheng Dao Palace.
In the next round, I want to trap and kill the evil demons!"

"His-"

All the monks took a breath.

The white-haired Taoist priest was convinced and exclaimed: "With such demeanor, the Great Emperor Wusheng is truly a rare hero in the human world!"

"Good..."
A small square table was set up under the old peach tree.

On the table were a few simple side dishes, two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and two small wine glasses.

Xie Lian held a wine jar in his hand and broke the mud seal on it. A faint aroma of wine immediately filled the air.

"The timing is just right. If you bury it for one more or one less cup of tea, the wine will taste different..."

Xie Lian casually filled two glasses with wine, and said to Huan Bao with a smile: "You are lucky today, you just happened to be there to open these jars of wine..."

Huanbao sat upright on a bamboo chair, his hands trembling slightly under his robe, his face flushed red, and he could not speak clearly.

"Yes, I am blessed."

Huanbao looked at the small wine glass in front of him, his heart trembling wildly. He secretly twisted his thigh with his hands to make sure whether he was dreaming.

The wine brewed by the emperor himself, the wine poured by the emperor himself.
Huanbao thought that it might be a dream and he didn't dare to do so.

"If it weren't for the fact that the Emperor is now living in seclusion here to cultivate his body and mind, and has almost completely regarded himself as a mortal, otherwise my Huanbao would be a great blessing from heaven that I could never cultivate for thousands of lifetimes."

Huanbao thought with emotion.

Xie Lian smiled and said, “Drink, don’t mind the simple food.”

Huan Baolian said he didn't dare. He was full of excitement and anticipation to taste the wine brewed and poured by the emperor himself. At this moment, there was a knock and a call at the door.

"senior.."

"Come in."

Xie Lian replied.

Soon, two tall and handsome young men walked into the courtyard. Upon seeing them, Xie Lian immediately smiled and said, "Are you guys the kind of people with dog noses? How could you catch up with this? Come on, come on, sit down and drink with me."

Having said that, he asked Anu to go in and get the wine glasses, bowls and chopsticks.

"Thank you, senior."

Zhong Shenxiu responded respectfully, then turned around and pulled Jiang Yi, who had been keeping his head down and silent, and carefully sat down at the square table.

The wine glasses, bowls and chopsticks were quickly brought and new wine was poured.

Xie Lian said, “Don’t be polite, just do it yourself. But you have to be careful, this wine is very strong. Every time I drink a few glasses, I will be drunk for three days and three nights before I stop.”

When Huanbao heard this, he was shocked.

Even the Emperor would be drunk for three days and three nights if he drank it, wouldn't he be drunk to death if he drank one sip?!

I dare not drink. I dare not drink.

Xie Lian picked up the wine glass and was about to taste the newly brewed wine when he suddenly realized that Jiang Yi was not in a good condition.

From the time he entered the door until now, Jiang Yi has been silent, with his head down, and he seems to be very depressed and frustrated.

I couldn't help but ask, "Jiang Yi, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Yi was stunned, as if he didn't hear it.

Zhong Shenxiu quickly poked his arm and said softly, "Senior, I want to ask you a question."

"what?"

Jiang Yi finally reacted and slowly raised his head, his face full of confusion and deep sympathy.

There were still traces of tears on her cheeks, as if she had just cried.

What on earth could have happened that could have caused a cultivator like Jiang Yi to fall into such a situation and even shed tears?

Xie Lian’s expression suddenly became serious, and he asked with concern: “Jiang Yi, what happened?”

"Thank you for your concern, senior."

Jiang Yi forced a smile on his handsome face and replied: "I just..."

He hesitated for a while, and it took a long time before he uttered the last few words.

"I just want to go home."

I want to go home?
Xie Lian: ???

If you want to go home, just go back. It only takes a while.
Is it worth crying about this?

"If you want to go home, go home."

Xie Lian said.

Hearing Xie Lian's words, Jiang Yi was stunned, then he raised his head abruptly, looked at him anxiously and said, "Senior, do you want me to go back?"

Xie Lian blinked and turned to look at Zhong Shenxiu.

Zhong Shenxiu glanced at Jiang Yi and said hesitantly, "Jiang Yi wants to go back, but for some reason his family won't let him go back."

Jiang Yi lowered his head bitterly.

Xie Lian frowned and began to think.

Wanting to go back but not being able to do so can make a grown man like Jiang Yi cry, it must not be as easy as it sounds on the surface.

Looking at Jiang Yi and Zhong Shenxiu, Xie Lian couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart, and complex emotions surged up in his heart.

"Live your life to the top, watch the clouds rise and laugh at the vast ocean"

Xie Lian picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp. He recited these two lines of poetry with a melancholy look, and said to Jiang Yi in a complicated and incomprehensible way, “Jiang Yi, do you understand what I mean?”

Jiang Yi looked up blankly, his eyes confused, as if he didn't understand.

Xie Lian, however, sighed deeply in his heart.

Since you have the opportunity to embark on the path of cultivation, you should practice well and don't let down this immortal fate in this life.

When you have achieved success in your practice and have longevity, let alone studying the mundane art of chess, even if you just sit and watch the clouds unfold and the tides rise and fall every day, you will have plenty of time to squander.
You silly boy, how come you don’t even understand such a simple truth.

Do you know that we have such good conditions for cultivation but we don’t cherish them?
There are still many people who don’t even have the qualifications to embark on the path of cultivation!
Xie Lian poured himself another glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.
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The cage of heaven and earth woven with crisscrossing white light threads enveloped Lin Ping'an, the red-haired young man, the old demon, and the demon cloud.

The red-haired young man rushed around in the cage like a trapped beast, roaring.

But the cage is tough and indestructible. If you tear it a hundred times, a thousand will appear. If you cut a thousand times, ten thousand will appear.

Instead of being endless, the huge demonic cloud and black energy were constantly being weakened and dissipated. The louder the red-haired young man's roar became, the more powerless and unwilling he seemed.

The surrounding monks looked at the green-robed figure high in the sky, playing games in the void, and were extremely shocked and their faces were moved.

"The Great Emperor Wusheng was able to trap and kill the immortals from the upper realms when he was in the Tribulation Realm. Now, he has even used his Heavenly Immortal Realm cultivation to imprison two Immortal King-level evil demons. This kind of talent is truly astonishing and terrifying!"

"Don't forget, it has only been tens of thousands of years since the Great Emperor Wusheng ascended to the upper realm, and he has already achieved such success. Hiss - given time, the Great Emperor Wusheng may become a powerful figure in the upper realm!"

"The Wusheng Dao Palace will flourish sooner or later!"

Many cultivators were amazed and astonished. With a great and talented figure like Emperor Wusheng leading the way, it seemed that there was hope that they could safely get through this demonic calamity.

Elsewhere, You Tu was also paying attention to the scene, looking at the man in green shirt with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"I never thought that such a brilliant person had ever appeared in the human world. It's really amazing."

However, You Tu quickly shook his head and said to himself with a hint of regret: "It's a pity that no matter how talented you are, some huge gaps in strength cannot be made up."

You Tu saw with his own eyes that the red-haired young man who was trapped in the chessboard cage had cultivated into the true form of a demon god.

The strength shown now is far from all.

Sure enough, accompanied by a cold voice, the red-haired young man in the white light cage stopped his meaningless attack.

"You are the first person in the underworld to completely piss me off."

The red-haired young man looked coldly at the young man in green shirts, a trace of ferocity on his face, and said: "Now, the game is over, you can go and die."

As he spoke, the red-haired young man took a deep breath.

All the evil clouds around him were sucked into his mouth and nose like rivers flowing into the sea, and the world suddenly became clear.

Lin Ping'an sneered a few times and stepped back silently.

Everyone stared at the red-haired young man with a look of surprise, not knowing what he meant.

The next moment, a terrifying demonic energy that was more than ten times stronger than before suddenly rose from the red-haired young man.

Black mist emanated from his body like smoke, and his appearance changed drastically.

"Kacha kacha——"

Thick arms covered with black scales grew out from behind his ribs, and a ferocious demon head grew from his neck.

After a while, it transformed into a ferocious demon with three heads and six arms.

The expression of the young man in green clothes who was sitting cross-legged in the void became solemn, his hands kept moving, and countless white lights in the void surrounded him.

The red-haired young man just smiled contemptuously and strode forward. The white light was easily broken off as soon as it wrapped around his body.

The red-haired young man threw a punch at random.

"Bam—"

A fairy chessboard at a certain point in the sky suddenly exploded and shattered into debris all over the sky.

The young man in green also spat out a mouthful of blood. Below him, a large number of disciples from the Wusheng Dao Palace groaned, vomited blood, and fell unconscious to the ground.

The red-haired young man kept moving.

"Bang-bang-bang"

Every time he swung a punch, a piece of the immortal chessboard was completely shattered, the power of the white light cage was weakened a little, the young man in green spat out blood, and the Wusheng disciples below also fell to the ground.

After a short while, the white light formation was broken.

There were nine chessboards, and only the last fairy-level chessboard was left hanging in the air. The chessboard was full of cracks and was about to fall apart.

The young man in green sitting high in the sky had his chest completely soaked with blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

The red-haired young man, Shangji Lao Mo, looked down at the young man in green and sneered.

With six arms and three heads, his terrifying demonic power covers the entire area.

The young man in green sighed, and seemed to glance towards the south, then stood up and said calmly, "I am not as skilled as you, so there is nothing to say."

After saying this, he took back the last piece of the fairy chessboard that was still wailing, stood in front of the red-haired young man, and gave up all resistance.

Die generously!

Below, many of Wusheng's disciples, who were sitting on the ground with pale faces, showed great sorrow in their eyes and shouted sadly: "Grandmaster."

Sect Leader Wusheng had an even more miserable look on his face. He shook his head and lowered it silently.

The monks watching from afar were silent, their eyes filled with shock and horror.

The situation suddenly changed. No one could have imagined that this evil demon actually had hidden strength and was so terrifying!
The hope that had once risen in my heart quickly fell into the abyss.

Even a genius as talented as Emperor Wusheng could not resist the evil and prevent the destruction of Wusheng Palace.

Then how can they save themselves? !
You Tu, who was hiding in the dark, also shook his head slightly, with a look of regret, but soon turned into relief.

If a great man like Emperor Wusheng were alive and grew up, he would definitely be a stumbling block on the road to achieving his great cause in the future.

It’s better to be dead now.

"You are such a stubborn person, even when you are about to die, you are really..."

The three heads of the red-haired young man were shaking constantly, and suddenly his murderous intent was revealed, and his evil nature was rising.

"..It really makes me want to smash all the bones in your body into pieces!"

"Die!"

The red-haired young man's six devil arms all grabbed the young man in green clothes. His whole body seemed to turn into a shadow. The moment he pounced, everyone had the illusion that the world was darkening.

The sky and the earth are dark, the end of the world is coming, and endless despair is growing wildly
But at this moment..
The space between the red-haired young man and the green-shirted young man suddenly and silently broke through a hole.

A black sword blade protruded from it, and a vague voice seemed to be heard faintly.

"..I'll use your head as a drink!"

The red-haired young man's eyes suddenly widened, and the shadow of the sword was reflected in his purple pupils.

The black sword blade was pushed forward lightly, and three adult heads were cut off and rolled down.

One of them even fell into the crack in the void as the black sword blade retracted.

The ferocious and violent six-armed demon body, with raging demonic flames, remained frozen in the forward motion.

Then it fell straight down from the sky like a stone.
At this moment, the world was silent.

Everyone who witnessed this scene stood there with a dazed expression, looking like they were dumbfounded.

"Live your life to the top, watch the clouds rise and laugh at the vast ocean"

Jiang Yi looked dazed, his eyes sometimes clear and sometimes confused. He repeated these two lines of poetry over and over again, unable to guess what they meant.

Xie Lian looked at Jiang Yi and shook his head in disappointment.

Two glasses of wine down.

She glared at Jiang Yi with disappointment, then picked up the jar of wine on the table and took a few big gulps.

The alcohol was getting stronger.

Xie Lian smiled casually, his face slightly tipsy and his eyes hazy with drunkenness, and he casually picked up the bamboo chopsticks at hand and knocked on the wine glass.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of knocking, he sang softly.

"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuangxue Ming."

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, which gallops like a meteor"

“Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.

When the work is done, I will leave, hiding my body and name.

"I went to Xinling to drink, took off my sword and laid it across my knees
I will feed Zhu Hai with roasted meat, and toast to Hou Ying..."

The drunker Xie Lian got, the more wildly he danced with the sword in his hand.

Huanbao, Jiang Yi and Zhong Shenxiu looked at Xie Lian dancing with the sword in horror.

They felt that as Senior Xie waved the sword, the whole world seemed to be turned upside down.

The originally clear sky quickly darkened, the wind blew violently, and dark clouds covered the sky.

Purple lightning flashed, and the rumbling thunder seemed to be roaring in unwillingness.

Endless supreme sword intent gushed out from Xie Lian’s sword, stirring the celestial phenomena.

It was like thunder destroying the world within a radius of ten thousand miles.

Countless cultivators flew up to the sky, shocked and horrified. They looked around in confusion and made many guesses.

"Senior...Senior"

Jiang Yi and Zhong Shenxiu were completely stunned, trembling with fear at the terrifying sword intent and celestial phenomena.

Huanbao also swallowed hard, glanced at the wine glass on the table, and was glad that he hadn't taken a sip yet.

"Your Excellency, are you recalling the past?"

Huanbao murmured, "The resentment and resentment revealed in the poem and the sword, could it be expressing the pain of the collapse of the ancient fairyland?"

Xie Lian didn't know all this.

She was already drunk and completely immersed in her sword dance.

He sang softly and danced with a sword.

"Three cups of wine and a promise is made, and the five mountains seem light.

After my eyes became dizzy and my ears became hot, my spirits and auras rose."

Xie Lian’s sword dance is similar to Gongsun Da Niang’s sword dance, unrestrained and uninhibited, yet gorgeous and splendid.

But now that he was drunk, this gorgeous sword dance had an added element of wildness.

The celestial phenomena became more and more terrifying, the sky had almost completely darkened, and purple thunders were rolling in the dark clouds like angry dragons.

The lightning illuminated the pale faces of Jiang Yi, Zhong Shenxiu and Huan Bao.

In the eyes of the three people, it seemed that the only thing left between heaven and earth was the lonely figure standing before them, swinging the sword casually.

at last
"..Who can write for you, the Taixuan Sutra in your old age?"

As the last line of the poem came out of Xie Lian's mouth.

Xie Lian stopped what he was doing, his body swaying, but his expression was extremely detached.

The terrifying celestial phenomena in the sky seemed to slowly subside.

A smile appeared on Xie Lian’s rosy face. He suddenly stood with a sword in hand and shouted to the void ahead: “Little demon, today I will use your head as a drink!”

After saying that, he swung his sword forward.

As the sword was slashed out, an unprecedented purple thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, and then completely subsided.

The sword seemed to be unstable due to Xie Lian’s drunkenness and was shaking.

But as the sword swung out, the front half of the sword suddenly disappeared into the void.

There was only a "puff" sound.
The next moment, Huanbao and the other two's eyes suddenly widened, staring in disbelief at a huge, ferocious head rolling down from the sky.

The skull rolled all the way to the corner, and blood seeped into the soil.

Unfortunately, when Xie Lian swung the sword, he had already stumbled and leaned against the old peach tree, snoring and completely drunk.

If she were still conscious, she would have realized that the place where the head rolled was where she had buried the seeds.

The little red bird from the old peach tree came down and landed gently on Xie Lian’s shoulder. It spread its wings and fanned her drunken face.

Huanbao and the other two were completely stunned, their minds were blank and they had almost lost the ability to think.

After a while, Huanbao murmured, "So, Lord Emperor is good at killing people in his dreams."

(End of this chapter)