After the Demon Lord and the Immortal Lord interpenetrate each other

Chapter 46 046

The moment he saw these eyes, a sense of danger loomed in his heart, and Peng Yi retreated rapidly.

Just at this time, the Qingmang sword stabbed at him with a flash of frost, and Bai Simu Wushen's eyes gradually showed a penetrating smile.

Peng Yi sneered, and suddenly stopped? The body, the Miexin sword was unsheathed immediately, the two swords collided, the clanging sound was deafening, and sparks flew everywhere.

In the extreme distance, the two eyes met each other.

Peng Yi looked at these almost swarthy eyes, and seemed to be struggling.

Bai? Simu is struggling.

The two swords clashed, and soon they fought in the boundless darkness.

Fighting? For so many years, each other's moves can be said to be clear, but the moves of this "heart demon" and Bai Simu's usual moves are obviously different.

The heart demon's moves are strange, and the sword technique is treacherous, and because this is Bai Simu's primordial spirit realm, it is much more agile to move his hands than Peng Yi.

If the fight continued like this, Bai Simu would be the one who would suffer the most injuries.

Find a way to wake him up.

The moment Peng Yi was in a trance, the Qingmang sword actually pierced his shoulder.

Yuanshen has no blood or body, but the sword qi has pierced through it? His spiritual body suddenly leaked countless auras.

Bai Simu froze in place immediately.

The black mist surrounded him, and that annoying voice reappeared, and what he said made Peng Yi even forget the shock?.

"Bai? Simu, you hypocrite, dare to think or not to do it. Since you dare not,... help you. As long as you imprison him, he will always be yours alone. No one can take him away. Is that what you think about day and night?"

The black mist suddenly dissipated, revealing Bai Simu's frosty face. He didn't say a word, and quickly formed a seal in his hand, so fast that almost left a string of phantom.

But this face was shrouded in black mist within a moment.

"Chu Mo died because of you. It was you, a coward, who dared to love you but didn't dare to say it. It just magnified the original source of your heart. Bai Simu admit it, you? Immortal Zunbi Even the demons are expensive? Not much more expensive."

Chu Mo died because of you...

Peng Yi's eyes narrowed suddenly, a stabbing pain hit his mind directly, and countless voices crowded from all directions, like an influx of tides, submerging his entire head.

These tides are trampling one after another, almost giving him a splitting headache.

Peng Yi pressed his head with one hand, the pain was unbearable, and he closed his eyes suddenly.

"Lu Jinyuan, do you really not understand ???'s intention?"

"Lu Jinyuan, can you give me a hug... just one touch will be fine."

"Lu Jinyuan,...you're leaving? Don't worry, I won't pester you in the future."

"Lu Jinyuan...His Royal Highness, hehe..."

These? Memories? Fragments, fragments of memories that don't belong to me, floating up and down, ups and downs, all the pictures? All about Lu Jinyuan.

These memories are painful and uncomfortable, and he doesn't want to bring them up again.

Even deeper, there was an empty and murmured sound? The voice sounded slowly.

"Let's make a fight, it's impossible for Bai Lingxian to be emotional with you."

"If you lose? Then... forget all about it!"

The voice was soft and thin, but very familiar.

But at the moment when his headache was splitting, Peng Yi couldn't remember who he was at all.

The voice of the inner demon followed like a shadow, over and over again, destroying not only Bai Simu, but also Peng Yi.

"If you were more decisive at the beginning, he wouldn't have died?"

"Bai? Simu, you are the murderer? It was you who killed? The one you love."

"Bai? Simu, what else do you have? Face? Survive in this world."

Peng Yi opened his eyes, what remained in his eyes? It was the guillotine under the heavy rain, and more than 100 members of the Chu family were beheaded one after another.

The ground was stained red with blood, and the blood mixed with the rain was also stained red? His eyes, which were disembodied in an instant.

Bai Simu wouldn't be emotional with him, what that man said was true.

But... so what?

"You fart, even if Chu Mo dies in Lu Jinyuan's hands, what does that wood matter, let alone, ... have already killed him once?"

"The enmity between us is evened out?"

Peng Yi's eyes gradually became clear. Although his head was still hurting, his thoughts were clear.

He also finally understood why Bai Simu was so slow to tell him the truth, where did those complicated and uncontrollable emotions come from? How many years? Ten years and why? It was his destined catastrophe .

Because this catastrophe was what he wanted to come, and it had nothing to do with others, and it had nothing to do with Bai Simu.

He never had to blame himself, let alone be trapped by demons because of this incident.

The inner demon kept switching between black and white, sometimes turning into white Simu, and sometimes twisting, struggling endlessly.

Peng Yi stood up straight? His eyes looked straight at the man who hid everything deep in his heart.

He said: "Bai Simu, you have never owed anyone. You don't need to apologize, let alone blame yourself."

The inner demon laughed wildly: "If you know? What does he want to do to you, can you still say that?"

Bai Simu said coldly, "Shut up."

Inner demon: "You always tell... to shut up, because you don't dare to face up to your heart at all, you are in vain for a fairy."

Bai Simu: "Shut up..."

Bai Simu's voice was tense, as if full of anger, but because of the inner demons, it was difficult to control his body.

Because what the demon said is right, he can know all his unknown thoughts.

Those crazy, selfish, and vicious things are all facts that cannot be discovered in the dark corners of the bottom of my heart.

With the disappearance of the memory fragments, Peng Yi has fully recovered? The surrounding dark space is also changing, and something is devouring this darkness, as if competing for territory.

Although his consciousness recovered, his primordial spirit was affected.

If he didn't go out from here, this wisp of primordial spirit would probably be swallowed up by Bai Simu and completely merged into his consciousness.

Bai Simu had been completely shrouded in black mist, and his white clothes had also been soaked in black, as if he had been completely controlled by a demon.

Everyone has desires, and these desires cannot be sought or expected. Once they are released from the mind, they will flow into thousands of miles of waves like a stream.The longing deep in my heart magnified accordingly.

The inner demon will take advantage of such loopholes and crush people from the depths of their hearts.

Peng Yi looked at the cloud of black mist from a distance, but he couldn't move forward even half a step.

He was sealed? .

It wasn't the heart demon that sealed his footsteps, but Bai Simu.

"Walk."

A short but forbearing voice suddenly rang in his ears, and before Peng Yi could refuse, an extremely powerful force slapped him out.

When I opened my eyes again, it was still that narrow cave, and the sound of water waves hitting rocks came out of my ears.

It's getting dark already?.

And opposite him, Bai Simu, who was sitting cross-legged, stopped struggling, closed his eyes, and was as quiet as if he had fallen into samadhi.

Peng Yi panicked for a moment? God.

With a trembling voice, he looked at the man in front of him and called out in a low voice, "Bai Simu."

He tried again, but no matter what, the Yuanshen could no longer enter.

Peng Yi simply sat cross-legged beside him, looking at him without blinking.

And at this moment in the boundless darkness, the green light sword in Bai Simu's hand was shining brightly, the sword body was covered with frost, and there was a sense of indifference in his eyes.

Seeing such a person, the heart demon panicked for a moment: "What do you want to do?"

Bai Simu slowly showed a smile, this smile was full of evil, as if showing his true origin.

"Do you really think you can control...?"

The surrounding world gradually began to collapse, and the wreckage slowly fell into the endless abyss below. The cold wind in the darkness seemed to be able to pass through a person's skin and tear him apart.

At that moment, the heart demon seemed to widen his eyes, looking at the man in front of him in disbelief.

He tremblingly said: "You... pretended, did you do it on purpose?"

In just an instant, this demon figured it out? Everything.

He didn't seem to expect that Bai Simu would dare to do something like this.

"You deliberately let... say those words, deliberately put you in the position of the weak, and deliberately drove him out of your consciousness, all of which were planned by you."

The sword light has already enveloped Bai Simu's whole body, and at the same time enveloped the inner demon who was in the same place.

Bai Simu said slowly, "Idiot, it's late."

The cold air from the blade of the sword actually pierced through the body of the demon, leaving it riddled with holes in an instant.

At the same time, Bai Simu's own body was also pierced, but there was no sign of pain on his face for a moment.

The inner demon seemed to realize that something was wrong, and he said sharply: "Bai Simu, do you know that killing... is killing yourself, even if you did it on purpose just now, but you are not destroyed,... you are not dead, this It's something you all know."

Although the heart demon has no entity, it is an inseparable part of Bai Simu.

If he wants to completely eliminate the demons, unless he lets go of his obsession with Peng Yi, or he dies with the demons.

A cold light flashed in Bai Simu's eyes, and the sword in his hand was thrust back into his chest without hesitation.

The surging spiritual power was scattered in the boundless darkness in an instant, and the original dark land was gradually torn apart by this spiritual power, revealing a bright and warm world beyond the darkness.

The heart demon cried out in a tearing voice: "If you do this, you won't be able to live?"

Bai Simu's figure has gradually become transparent, together with the inner demon surrounded by black mist.

He opened his thin lips lightly, and said mockingly: "Wrong? You will be the one who will die."

Under the sword of Qingmang, the soul does not exist, the demons in the heart are torn apart, and the last black mist is also swallowed by the Qingmang, disappearing completely.

The dark sky was torn apart in an instant, the damage in the primordial spirit did not affect the body, but it could interfere with the soul.

The green sword inserted in Bai Simu's body gradually lost its light, and the spiritual power of the surrounding seals became weaker and weaker.

When this spiritual power gradually disappeared, Peng Yi had already noticed the changes in his body, but in an instant, he integrated his primordial spirit into Bai Simu's consciousness again.

The blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and clear waters, and the bright sun are shining brightly in front of me. I am no longer surrounded by darkness like I was just now.

But in the air is a dead man with a sword sticking out of his chest.

At that moment, Peng Yi's eyes were almost tearing apart, he ran over quickly, and hugged the falling man in one fell swoop.

Peng Yi opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word, he could only put his palm on his chest, and a steady stream of spiritual power poured into Bai Simu's body, repairing the spirit on his hand.

Peng Yi didn't even dare to pull out the sword, for fear that it would be too late to fill the hole in his chest.

He called out with a trembling voice, "Bai Simu...can you hear me?"

Bai? Simu closed his eyes peacefully, like falling asleep.

The wounds of the soul cannot be repaired by spiritual power. These spiritual powers can only fill up the emptiness of Bai Simu's body.

But because of the trick that Peng Yi just used in the Yaozu, his own spiritual power is limited, and at this time, he left all of it to Bai Simu without reservation.

The person in front of him remained silent.

Peng Yi's hands don't even know where to put them.

He hugged this person with his body, pulled him into his arms, and opened his mouth again, actually with a crying voice.

"Bai Simu, you idiot, you're just a demon, why did you make yourself like this?"

Peng Yi has never shed tears in his life, even if he encounters great difficulties, he will only face them.

But at this moment, there was such a moment of bewilderment.

Although he didn't remember everything in the mortal world, the intermittent fragments were enough for him to spell out the truth.

Those strange feelings, are they in vain? Simu's unhappy appearance, everything, in fact, has already been there? The answer.

He likes this guy.

He likes this man in his arms? For many years.

Long before going down to the earth to go through calamities, the love has already started and ended without knowing where it came from?

But now holding Bai Simu, he didn't know what to do at this moment, he didn't even notice the tears in the corners of his eyes.

Tears fell down the cheeks of Bai Simu's face, and the originally pale face revealed a little bit of rosiness.

Peng Yi said softly: "Bai Mumu, I will take you out, so that you will be the one alive."

Thinking about it now, this body swap might not be a blessing, at least in this way, this person will never disappear.

Peng Yi raised his fingertips, wanting to cast a spell.

However, at such a moment, everything around was blocked?

A high-pitched dragon chant suddenly burst through the sky, and a black dragon hovered from a distance.

The huge body is looming among the clouds.

Peng Yi was startled, and murmured: "Shenlong."

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