Han Ting Xiugu [Cultivation]

Chapter 1

The time for three drops of water is not enough for the golden crow to fly and the jade toad to climb high.But for Rong Tingfang at this moment, it is like the bright red withering into the blood of the bones, regenerating and reuniting.For the rest of my life in a big dream, thousands of whirling, life and death are turned upside down several times.

The strong wind whips up the fire, and the clothes are rolled up like clouds.In the strong wind, Rong Tingfang calmly looked at the person lying in front of him - this person had always had sharp eyes and a cunning mind, but now his face was as white as a lotus at the end of autumn, his eyes were tightly closed, and his body was covered in blood.

A moment ago, Yu Qiuyuan was still holding the Qianji Sword and was at odds with him.As a result, his eyes suddenly changed, and he rushed over and hugged him.The two of them had never touched a single finger for thousands of years. The moment their bodies collided, Rong Tingfang was shocked all over.

Before he had time to react, he felt that the sharp blade was chilling him. He lowered his head and saw that a blood-colored demon-slaying sword pierced Yu Qiuyuan's chest from the back of his heart—the hostility and resentment of Nu Haiyan was wrapped in it, and it was simply Crisp poked a double piercing.

This is a treasure that has been hypnotized, and those who touch it will devour their souls.It is just right to deal with experts like Rong Tingfang.

——Unfortunately, Yu Qiuyuan was stabbed first.

Even if Penglai Xianke cultivated into a golden body, he would not be able to resist such a premeditated sneak attack.

Rong Tingfang saw the blood overflowing from Yu Qiuyuan's mouth, his eyes lost their brilliance, and he barely said a word, the blood-stained body was torn into pieces by the violent wind, and disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant.The scattered starlight touched the gust of wind little by little, as if sparks were ignited, and there was a bang of fire, which burned the sneak attacker with a scream, and was wiped out in ashes.

The flames scorched the ends of Rong Tingfang's hair, and he roared angrily, but stopped at the corner of his clothes, just a hair's breadth away.

Then came the three ticks.

It was the wound on his body, the dripping blood.

The sky and the earth are pitch black, only the bright flames burn the world, and there is only a little bit of time for accidents.As a result, the fourth drop of blood hadn't landed on the ground yet, the person Rong Tingfang saw with his own eyes, who had been dissipated, quickly reappeared in the bright red fire, and the mole at the corner of his eye jumped brightly in the firelight.The skin is smooth and the hair is like a crow's feathers - more than half of his youth.

……

Rong Tingfang frowned slightly.

But seeing 'Yu Qiuyuan' looking straight at him, he suddenly spoke.

"What's your name?"

"..."

Rong Tingfang didn't know what kind of drama this person was singing, but he found it interesting.Yu Qiuyuan, for thousands of years, no matter what he does, he finds it interesting.Regardless of the big hole poked by the sword in his chest, he answered patiently.

"I am Rong Tingfang."

"Rong Tingfang..." A mere soul at the end of his life narrowed his eyes and read it again, and then smiled in the firelight, "Huarongyuemao, Xiao Santingfang, is a good name." Before the words finished, the whole figure It quickly shrunk into a ball of light, and after a second of silence, it exploded with a bang—finally there was nothing left.

"..."

Is this the meaning of not being reconciled to death, and going back to him again?

Amidst the turmoil, the clothes were fluttering, and the blood rained like flying.With the death of Yu Qiuyuan, the real Penglai real man, the fighting that lasted for more than half a month came to an end.In the gap between heaven and earth, Rong Tingfang was the only one left.

The current ruler of the devil world wiped the corners of his mouth and wiped away the remaining blood, feeling a little doubtful in his heart——

Does Yu Qiuyuan know what he did and what he said?

It is unbelievable that the dignified Penglai Supreme should leave such a last word at the last moment.It's a pity that I can't ask anymore.His old adversary had already disappeared when he was hit by the thunderbolt, and as for the last phantom, it was probably just dying in the world.Otherwise, who can still make waves like this before they die.With this skill, I have long thought of a way to save myself a sigh of relief.

Apart from doubts, Rong Tingfang also felt a little regretful.The world is mysterious and silent, few people have been fighting with him for thousands of years, except for the differences in positions, he is a good opponent.To die like this--

Thinking of this, he paused.Just now, the image of Yu Qiuyuan rushing up to hug him flashed in his mind again.

"..."

Sure enough, it's still hard not to track down people.

Whose idea was this sneak attack?Thinking of the ghostly figure that seemed to come out of the ground just now, Rong Tingfang frowned slightly.While thinking, he casually walked forward, trying to put away the golden pill suspended in mid-air——

For the sake of Penglai Cyclamen, ascetics have golden pills in their bodies.The golden elixir is the essence of the ascetic, and it will be born and destroyed accordingly.If the ascetic's body dies and his soul disappears, the golden elixir will also disappear with it.It is very rare that the golden elixir is not destroyed after death. This person is not only interesting in itself, but also the golden elixir.Rong Tingfang paced forward, reaching out to hold the golden pill - it was covered with a thin layer of red film, which was very clear.

A person who cultivates the way of heaven is fundamentally different from a demon cultivator like him.He can't absorb this golden pill, and he can't play it as a ball, so it's useless.Rong Tingfang flicked the little thing, and was about to destroy it forcefully, but suddenly felt something was wrong.With a sudden turn of his mind, he wanted to stretch his arms and retreat - after all, it was not as fast as the golden core exploded.

I saw that the sky was full of red flames again, and there was a loud bang, and a huge golden-winged phoenix screamed from its neck. After the phoenix chirped, the fire disappeared.What are the gaps and lonely shadows, loneliness and impermanence.Don't talk about people, you can't even find a hair of it.

Almost a second after Rong Tingfang died, two dark shadows squeezed out from between the sharp cracks in the stone, and four soon formed.They came out of the darkness, their bodies were like ghosts, their phantoms drifted away, as if they had no entity.There were indistinct flashes of lightning in the clouds rolling like mist in the sky.If Rong Tingfang was there, he might be surprised—a ghost clan member who has never shown his face would appear in the gap between the world and the earth.

They watched the rolling thundercloud silently for a while, their voices were shrill and sharp.

"Rong Tingfang is dead."

"died."

"Yu Qiuyuan killed him."

"Good kill."

"But no one can prove it."

"Us."

"What if they say we killed it?"

"for what?"

"..."

Several distorted shadows were silent for a moment, and then twisted together with a smile.

"Of course it's for the demon's heart."

The ghostly laughter and laughter were mixed, and they were laughing and laughing together, celebrating their victory, but suddenly they got stuck—as if an invisible big hand was pinching their slender necks.

A figure slowly emerged from the air, and its white hair shone like snow falling from the sky in the darkness.His eyes are brighter than the lightning in the sky, his skin is brighter than the water of the endless sea, and his red lips seem to have drunk blood.The half body of the white robe was dyed bright red, and it was dense, like a heavy lotus falling into the snow.That's what Shura in white was rumored to be in the devil world back then.

"I said why there is a nasty smell."

The ghost clansman watched in horror as Rong Tingfang, who was supposed to die, slowly smiled, his neck was strangled and he couldn't speak.

Rong Tingfang tightened his hands, watched with satisfaction as two of them turned into ashes, squinted his eyes and asked the remaining two: "Ghost clansman? So, the sneak attack just now was also done by you. Who told you I was here, say!"

——How can I say this when I was pinched like this!

These ghosts began to regret that they couldn't bear the loneliness, they should not be so impatient, they should wait for Rong Tingfang to die before coming out.But they have waited too long for this day!and--

Obviously the person who suppressed them here is Rong Tingfang himself!

There is a gap between the sky and the earth, which is called tile row.Waxing has not been governed by the laws of heaven and earth since its birth, and its aura changes very quickly, so the life span of the species it spawns is also very short.This is about the same as life and death.

After the demon world was taken by Rong Tingfang one by one, the ghosts living in the demon world refused to accept, but they were defeated and had no room to resist, so they were driven to this place, and have been away from the world for many years since then.There is enough spiritual energy here to allow them to breathe, but the surging spiritual energy is pulling their bodies—like a pain of splitting muscles and bones.Before the ghosts found a way to escape underground, Waxing was like a hell on earth for them, and wailing was often heard everywhere.

If they hadn't caught a glimmer of hope and endured the humiliation so far——

With a shrill scream, the last ghost was invisible by Rong Tingfang's remaining power, and finally did not utter a word.

Weak and useless.Rong Tingfang chuckled disdainfully - completely forgot who bullied others first.Then suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

He glanced at his hands, which were supposed to be strong hands, but after exhausting their power, they began to become transparent and fragile.

Zhiyang Tiandao body, Yu Qiuyuan's self-destruction of that golden core, after all, hurt his very roots.And the rest of the rest just now under the serious injury has almost used up his remaining capital——

But only almost.

Rong Tingfang carelessly picked up the remaining ashes between his fingers.

People are full of beauty when they smile at flowers, but he is dry with ashes and smiles.No matter how well Yu Qiuyuan knew him, he probably wouldn't know that Rong Tingfang's original essence happened not to be in his heart, nor would he be blown away like others.In other words, Yu Qiuyuan is already dead, otherwise Rong Tingfang will definitely stab back with ten swords and a hundred swords——

Thanks to his conscience for a second, he thought that this man had met a tortoise for a thousand years, and he wanted to save him regardless of his own death.But it turned out that he was scheming, waiting to die with him——

The author has something to say: I love you all.

This article is also known as "The Big Devil and His Fat Chicken Love".

If you are interested in the new article "After Being Forced to Cultivate Ruthless Dao", you can come and play.

[Jiang Yuan is in the Ruthless Sect, trapped in the beauties, but even touching his little hands will be shocked, not to mention being emotional, even looking at people will cause dark clouds to rise above his head.Others are envious of Jiang Yuan, but Jiang Yuan is worried about one thing.How can I reject these ruthless bosses today?The story of a full-level big boss who was forced to practice the ruthless way came back with a trumpet, and was approached by his predecessor. 】

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