A thick black energy as thick as ink, like a hideous living creature, was rushing into the blood-trapping body with its teeth and claws.

This energy was wrapped in an indescribable tyranny and evil, and rushed through his meridians, launching a thrilling, fierce battle between life and death, trying to completely control his body.

"No-no-how could this happen!" Zhuxue's voice was full of fear and despair. The voice was sharp and shrill, as if it was being cut by a sharp blade. His eyes were rounded, his eyes were filled with endless fear and disbelief, and the expression on his face seemed to witness the most terrifying scene in the world.

"Damn it, let me go, let me go!" He tore his clothes with both hands, his fingers almost sinking into the flesh, leaving blood marks. His body kept twisting and struggling, as if he was bitten by millions of poisonous insects at the same time, and every inch of his skin was suffering from unbearable severe pain.

The black energy rushed into his body, and each impact was like a heavy hammer hitting his soul, making him feel in pain. Beads of sweat as big as beads rolled down from his forehead, like beads with broken threads, instantly wet his collar.

As time ruthlessly passed, the black erosion became more and more fierce. His eyes gradually were completely swallowed by darkness. His originally bright and divine eyes were now as if they were shrouded in endless night, so deep that there was no trace of light. Even the whites of his eyes were slowly dyed black, as if they were two bottomless and terrifying black holes.

The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword was suspended not far in front of him. The sword body trembled violently, flashing with strange and cold black light, continuously transporting black energy to his soul sea, like a greedy python, trying to completely occupy the place, crush and assimilate his soul.

Zhuxue never thought that Ling Xiao, who was still young in his eyes, could successfully control the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, which he had only dripped a drop of blood, and tried to make him recognize his master, but he suffered such a huge and terrible change.

He was an invincible strong man in Baoyuan Realm. He was so majestic and energetic on this vast continent. In the past, he raised his arms and responded from all directions. Countless strong men had to bow down and surrender in front of him, and were in great respect.

But now, fate played a cruel joke with him, and he fell into such a miserable field. One day, he would be swallowed up by the magic sword and become a puppet it controls freely and can be slaughtered.

"No--" A shrill scream suddenly echoed in the secret room. The sound was as sharp as if it was about to cut through the thick air, penetrated the layers of restrictions, and spread to the distant sky. In this scream, the blood-shaking eyes completely turned black, and the whole person was completely shrouded in darkness, as if he had been completely assimilated by the magic sword and became a part of the darkness.

However, just when everyone thought Zhuxue had been completely controlled by the magic sword and had no power to resist, the next moment, his eyes miraculously slowly returned to their original color. Zhuxue slowly raised his head, his movements slow and stiff, like an ancient puppet that had been reawakened.

A strange smile appeared on his face. The smile was cold and evil, as if it was an evil ghost from the Nine Nether Hell, which made people shudder, and the blood all over his body seemed to solidify because of this.

"Although that boy Ling Xiao is weak," his voice became low and hoarse, as if it was emitted from another soul, a distant and mysterious place, with an elusive vicissitudes and majesty, "but it is the heir chosen by me and the key to my rebirth in the future. You are a thing, and you dare to covet the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword."

After saying that, he waved his hand gently, and the seemingly random movement contained endless power. A powerful and mysterious force instantly enveloped the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword. The black energy, which was originally rampant and crazy, gradually calmed down like a frightened beast under the strong suppression of this force, and no longer acted recklessly.

...

In the south of Zhengqi Hall, the magnificent cultivation hall stands in it, and the eaves and brackets cast deep shadows in the sunlight, adding a bit of strictness to this solemn place.

However, at this moment, the atmosphere in the hall was like falling into an ice cellar, with silence and depression spreading wildly, making people feel like they were covered with frost every time they breathed. Ling Bi, Xiao Lianzhu and Meng Haoqing were in a desperate situation, and their bodies were imprisoned by a strange and powerful force.

They were originally young talents with high spirits, and they all had outstanding strengths. If they encountered a strong attack in a fair showdown, they would definitely be able to give it a try and fight to the death with their superb skills and fearless courage. It is unpredictable. They never expected that they would be secretly plotted by the people they respect most and trusted in daily life.

At this moment, they were trapped in the holy patterns emitting deep light, and their spiritual power was as if tightly bound by an invisible but tough spider web, and they could not move at all. They could only watch the two men and one woman in front of them, with creepy grin on their faces approaching step by step.

"Sect Master, what's going on?" Ling Bi suppressed the anger and shock that surged in her heart, and her voice was as cold as the cold night frost blade, and she stabbed directly at Yu Zhengqi. Her eyes were wide open, and her eyes were full of anger and doubt. Her eyes seemed to be questioning why this elder, who was once regarded as a role model by her, did such an outrageous behavior.

Ling Bi's hands were unconsciously clenched into fists, her knuckles turned white due to the force, and her body trembled slightly, which was a sign of extreme anger.

"A Bi, don't ask more." Xiao Lianzhu looked dim and sighed softly, her voice full of helplessness and sadness.

She shook her head slowly, her hair swayed gently with the movement, and deep regret appeared in her eyes, "This should be the long-standing technique of seizing the foundation among the demon cultivators. The three people in front of her are afraid that they will plunder our foundation and bloodlines."

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She closed her eyes slightly, as if she didn't want to look at this cruel reality again. "It's a pity that we trust this leader too easily. We always thought that he was a gentleman who cared for his juniors and was open-minded. Unexpectedly, he was such a sinister and cunning and hypocritical hypocrite!"

"Ah--!" Meng Haoqing suddenly let out a deafening roar. The sound was like a beast trapped in a desperate situation and still fighting the trapped beast, full of endless anger and unwillingness. His face was distorted and deformed by anger, his muscles were tense, and blue veins on his forehead swelled, like angry little snakes.
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