Where is the grass leaf under you? Where is her Wu Ling Forbidden Garden here?

At this moment, the ground she saw was as cold as iron, with countless strange patterns on it, which were put together with the hideous and ugly pictures of demons and ghosts, but through these patterns, she could still see the figure reflected on it, which belongs to her.

This is a huge mirror, and the edges cannot be seen. The mirror gathers light, not very strong, but it is as cold as frost, making her eyes narrow instinctively, but in a flash, it was wide open to the limit because of the strong pain.

The body that had just been supported by the color aggregate fell back again, and her cheeks hit the cold and hard mirror surface, and the pain was completely overwhelmed and not worth mentioning.

She twitched violently, and no charm or appearance was meaningless. She just felt an invisible hand inserted directly into her brain, stirring her brain, breaking into the bone marrow, sucking roughly, and finally grabbing something and pulling it out.

The feeling was like pulling out the blood vessels in the body, which hurt the bones and also severely damaged the soul. It immediately defeated the will defense line of the color aggregate. She screamed and wanted to hit the ground with her head, but she had no strength anymore. She could only twitch, twitch, and twitch again, like a dying caterpillar.

Then, she "floats".

The pain seemed to be relieved, but the color aggregate was dying. I tried hard to open my eyes and saw that the cold mirror reflected her appearance. It was fine. Behind her shoulders, there was a blood shadow that was almost nothing. She stretched out her "hands" and gently hugged her waist.

The blood shadow has a blurry face, but it is still very beautiful when only looking at the outline. When the color aggregate sees this object, the already cold blood has completely solidified immediately.

This is her natal Yin Demon, which is the highest achievement of her cultivation of the "Five Aggregations Yin Demon Sutra". She has no intention of summoning the Yin Demon. The reason for this is that it must be the result of a change. That terrifying existence actually cut off the contact between her natal Yin Demon that she had practiced for many years and pulled it out from her body!

For monks who practice the "Five Aggregations Yin Demon Sutra", the out-of-control Yin Demon is a nightmare.

In the "Five Aggregations Yin Demon Sutra", Yin Demon relies on magic weapons. When the Yin Demon comes out, the magic weapon it attaches to also appears. It is a peach blossom tent covering ten feet of land. The blood-colored veil is tilted layer by layer, just covering her. Dozens of blood-colored shadows are coiled around, moaning and sighing, turning into ghost songs and demons, singing in unison.

As for the natal Yin Demon behind the Seyuan, the evil spirit of the body and mind were burning like fire, which had already reached its extreme. The demonic hand between reality and reality was stroking her back and forth - of course, this was not flirting, but looking for a place to mouth.

The color of the teeth is unconsciously "get it" and the biting chill runs through the whole body.

She remembered that this natal Yin Demon was a female cultivator she captured back then. She threw it into the Gu pool with the method of feeding the Gu, allowing her to be bitten by poisonous insects, and then hanged her life and cultivated aura of hatred, resentment and ferociousness. After ten years, she bit the female cultivator to only have a broken skeleton left, and then she was accomplished.

In the years since then, she used similar methods to create dozens of Yin Demons, using its aura of resentment, constantly improving her cultivation, and carefully controlling her. She sought a dangerous balance among them and cultivated her way to the peak of Buxu.

And at this moment, Balance was kicked over.

The natal Yin Demon finally found a satisfactory position, turned into a red light, directly penetrated the muscles and bones, penetrated into the internal organs, and ants ate. The other Yin Demons in the Peach Blossom Tent were also "remindered". With a faint chant, they pounced down and drilled into and out of her body.

Every time I travel, I take it away, evaporate a lot of energy and leave all kinds of pain. That is exactly the torture that many Yin demons suffered when they are still human, not a little more, but a little more, and they are all fed back to let the color aggregates taste carefully.

Seyuan immediately burst into tears and fell into a nightmare that would never wake up. The Yin Demon was busy getting in and out, and no one hugged her anymore. She fell heavily, and the cold and hard mirror below instantly activated and turned into a pool of boiling blood, swallowing her in. When it came into contact, her whole body would melt.

Two different hedges of pain miraculously gave her a moment of awakening and struggled to emerge from the blood pool.

At one moment, the celestial phenomena changed drastically. She saw that where she was still in the pool, it was clearly the vast sea of ​​blood with raging waves slashing the sky. The blood tides were tumultuous and turbid waves, and there were thousands of demons who struggled with her, all kinds of strange and unusual shapes, all of which were wailing, begging, moaning, cursing, and resentment and despair, forming thick clouds, which turned into pouring rain and pouring down. There was a very poison in it, which abraded the demons exposed to the sea to an unrecognizable face.

There are also purple light thunder, woven like a net, rumbling down, bombarding the demons exposed to the sea, but they will be killed as they kill, endless.

The form aggregate was also killed by the lightning light, and the consciousness was intact and fell to the bottom of the sea. But in a flash, it was pulled back by endless pain. The Yin demons were in the sea of ​​blood, laughing like fish in water, laughing, and moving in and out of her body more and more lively, transporting the past pain back, and reincarnation again and again, endless.

I don’t know how long she had struggled to the sea again. At this time, she was almost no different from the demons and monsters around her. She just moaned and wailed instinctively, forming waves of noisy sounds.

However, the body aggregate came in late, and her mind was clear, even if she cursed and begged for mercy, she was also organized. She still remembered the culprit who had fallen to this point, and knew how to escape from it. Although she didn't know the name of the person, she instinctively visualized her appearance and blessed her with various thoughts of hatred, fear, surrender, etc., just to make the person feel the response and let her be liberated early.

I don’t know if this is the role. This time, the one who greets the devils is no longer the power of the thunder. A bright moon is like a boat, breaking through the layers of thick clouds and hangs high outside the sky. It seems to be the eyes of the gods, looking down on this turbid and ugly world coldly.

Above the sea of ​​blood, it became strangely quiet, and all the demons looked up at the bright moon. After a short moment, there were suddenly a huge sound wave that was dozens or hundreds of times higher than before. It was still very noisy at first, but after only a few breaths, the sound waves had been merged into one place, forming a roar like a landslide and tsunami:

"Transforming demons! Turning demons! Turning demons!"

The one who was behind Mingyue seemed to hear this malice sound, and suddenly there was a blue and white light, like a gushing sky river, and instantly strangled the demon on the sea. The color aggregate was also in it, but there was another force in the light that locked her, lifted her up, and flew towards the bright moon.

The next moment, the fresh air from the outside world poured into her heart and lungs again. She was stunned for a moment, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scene in front of her, suddenly struggled to get up, and threw herself down at the figure in front of her, kowtowing like pounding garlic:

"The Demon Lord is merciful, slaves are useful, slaves are useful!"
Chapter completed!