Pointing the Blood Wood Sword, but facing his father, Ruan Zhan endured the pain in his heart and suppressed the evil aura on his father with the light on the sword.

The red light of the Blood Wood Sword surged, unlike the indefinite swaying just now, shot on Ruan's father who was still struggling with force, shaking the black air around him, surging like boiling water. But closer, the Blood Wood Sword seemed to hit an invisible wall and could no longer move forward, and the red light on the sword was also surrounded by the rolling black air.

The Blood Wood Sword is the nemesis of all soul bodies. As long as it is cut by the sword, it will be destroyed. But now, the sword seems to be stuck by the outer wall formed by black gas, and it cannot approach the father's soul even if it uses all its strength. This not only makes Ruan Zhan feel that his progress is particularly stagnant, but it almost makes the sword fall out of his hand in an instant. Only then does he understand why his father told him to use the crystal sword to fight, because the evil spirit outside his father is formed by resentment and malice that cannot be resolved. For a long time, he has integrated with his father, eroding his father's soul and isolating the external positive energy. This black air wall is not a soul body or a barrier. Although the Blood Wood Sword and the Destruction Seal have a sense, it cannot play a role. Only the sharpness and sharpness of the crystal sword can penetrate the erratic black air wall. In addition, it also requires the same spiritual power as his father, and the speed of the spiritual power production to crack.

The crystal sword was used elsewhere by him. In this cave, he could only rely on the Blood Wood Sword. Before he introduced his father into the ultimate formation, he must not give up hope and come up with other methods, otherwise only the father and son would die together.

Gripping his teeth, Ruan Zhan held a sword in his right hand and quickly drew a talisman in his left hand, waving towards the black air in front of him. The white light flashed in his hand, and the white light like a blade split a thin gap on the black air wall. Before the gap was closed, Ruan Zhan squeezed in in a strong manner.

The evil spirits closed again in an instant. For Ruan Zhan who was deeply involved, it was like attacking from all directions. Although he had formed a close barrier and leaked some of his strength, he still suffered heavy blows and powerful squeezes after the barrier was broken.

In an instant, he realized the dilemma of the Blood Wood Sword, and felt that his whole body was soaked in the viscous and powerful ice water, pulled by thousands of hands, and a cry of low resentment sounded in his ears, and he suddenly felt like he was in hell.

In this illusion, he felt extremely uncomfortable for only a second. He felt a trace of air conditioning penetrated his body from the pores in his body, and quickly rushed into his heart along his blood vessels and meridians.

He turned his hand and withdrew the sword. He wanted to use the sword energy to force the black energy to open up, but his movements were several times slower than in normal environments. Before he could take back the sword, the cold energy in his body had arrived. He secretly cried in his heart, thinking that he would be seriously injured this time, and he was very upset about his recklessness. But at this time, his chest became hot, and Xiao Xia's amulet suddenly emitted a holy yellow light. He immediately relaxed his body, and felt that the cold energy seemed to hit the hot flames and evaporated in an instant, and the sword had withdrawn.

He leaned on the ground with his sword and pressed the Blood Wood Sword against his legs, allowing the sword's natural spiritual power to merge with his power. At the same time, a fire handprint hit the ground, and a small fire circle immediately formed on the ground. Inside the circle, the black air spread out, temporarily forming an independent space.

But the flames in the fire circle are not normal red, but a faint and cold pale color that seems to be extinguished at any time. If it weren't for the red light of the Blood Wood Sword also appeared on the ground, it would make people feel that they were standing in the center of the water wave.

Only after standing in the circle did Ruan Zhan realize the severe pain in his body, which was caused by the cold air entering his body. Ruan Zhan had experienced it by broken bones, being penetrated by sharp weapons, and being seriously injured by magic power, but those pains were nothing compared to this. He was like this for a few seconds. What about his father? He has been doing this for many years, what kind of pain should he endure? No one knows what he did for others, no one thanks, but who will save him today!

"Azhan, go out quickly, you are too reckless. Do you want to get to my point? Who will end these things at that time?" Ruan's father suddenly spoke.

Ruan Zhan looked up and saw that the result of his forcing intrusion was that the thick and thin black air wrapped around his father was stirred up, forming a small space, locking his father and him inside. However, the air wall behind him was extremely thin, and it seemed to be there and there was no place yet. Outside his body, he was protected by a light red circle, and he could leave at any time, and there was no danger for the time being. His father was different. He seemed to be integrated with the black air and could not get out at all, and he and his father were also blocked.

But in this way, the pressure on my father was at least lighter, and the clouds in the Yintang turned pale gray, and the power to control my mind weakened, which made my father feel a little more awake again.

"There must be other ways." Ruan Zhan answered stubbornly, took a step forward, trying to get closer to his father a little longer, but after raising his foot, he suddenly felt a strong push behind him, causing him to stagger and almost fall out of the circle of white fire.

"Did you see it? This cannot be cracked vigorously. I have tried it countless times. With my cultivation level and you, Uncle Bao, you can't do it alone. Get out quickly, otherwise you can't help me, and you will even get in!" Ruan's father said again.

But Ruan Zhan's stubbornness rose, he ignored it and tried again.

Ruan’s father looked at his son and understood that family affection made him irrational. Over the years, although he could not have watched his son grow from a young boy to a steady and calm man, he heard about his son’s deeds from Lao Bao and knew that he was a man with great wisdom and a strong personality. He was smart and calm when facing the enemy. This is the quality he always wanted his son to have. He succeeded, but he did not expect that when facing his father, his son became like he was a child, awkward and stubborn, and fought against him. At this dangerous time, he suddenly felt relieved and finally realized that no parent in the day wanted his son to truly grow up. Both parents want their children to be smart and mature in society, but they are still children in front of him!

But he couldn't enjoy this beautiful feeling for a long time, because he understood the danger of staying in this black air for a long time. Although Azhan is fine now, it was the credit of his sweetheart's amulet. After a long time, he would not be able to bear it, but Azhan did not listen to his advice at all. He knew that temper too much, and even eight horses could not pull it back, so he simply used force and slapped his son.

The evil spirits had merged with him, which could block external forces from attacking him, but did not prevent him from attacking others. Moreover, because the evil spirits helped him and were extremely powerful, he only used 30% of his strength. But even so, Ruan Zhan still felt a cold air that made him breathless and pushed him in front of him.

He was trying to break through the wall of anger between his father and him, and to get close to his father. He believed that since his father could control his anger for so many years with his own power, his power of the same clan and the same origin might be able to double control and then eradicate the anger. Even if it doesn't work now, as long as he controls it and does not break out, there will be a chance in the future.

In his heart, as long as there is a possibility, he is unwilling to be an enemy of his father. So his mind is all in this regard. When external forces attack, they are just blocking the barrier in their instinct. But he didn't expect that the power was so great that the barrier instantly turned into powder. He had only had time to dodge a moment, but he didn't completely dodge and was directly hit outside the black air wall by a heavy blow. After enduring for a long time, he still vomited a mouthful of blood.

He thought his father was controlled by anger again, so he accidentally hit him. He quickly looked up, but saw him stretching his hands forward, as if he wanted to help him but could not, with a look of concern and heartache. This made him suddenly feel sad and angry, and he said loudly: "Don't you bear to take action? You have been cold and cold for many years, but you still can't hit me, but you let me kill you? Do you know how difficult that is? Why are you so selfish and you can't do what you can't do?"

As soon as he said that, Ruan Zhan regretted it. Because he saw his father stunned with his own eyes, slowly retracting his hand, his face looked complicated, he was both panicked and sorry, as if he had done a big mistake, and he also had a pleasing smile, which made his heart feel so painful.

He didn't know how to explain or apologize. He just got up fiercely, using various talismans and methods to impact the dark air wall from various angles, regardless of his body, and tried his best to save his father.

Ruan's father saw that his son had completely lost his mind and said no, and he didn't say no. He was also a master-level figure. He had practiced Taoism and had been at a state of calmness, but now he was a little at a loss in front of his willful son. The father and son have been thirty years old, but both sides didn't know how to get along with each other, and they misunderstood like this. He wanted to push his son out of anger, but he didn't expect that he focused on other things and just blocked them for a while, but ended up being a little hurt.

Seeing his son trying it over and over again in vain, he could finally help it. He could feel that as time went by, the evil aura in his body became more and more powerful, and the moment when his own weakest skill was about to come. That is, he would be completely eroded by evil aura and become a demon. This is the best and the only chance to destroy him. At this time, Azhan cannot stay in this mountain belly with him. The room for maneuvering here is too small, and it is not within the scope of Azhan's preparation. Once he cannot control himself, he will hurt Azhan. Although this son is destined to destroy himself with his life today, he still hopes that God will think of him doing good deeds and give Azhan a way out.

He did something wrong and really hoped to solve it himself. But he had to use his son. This conflicting psychology made him more painful than the erosion of anger.

"Enough!" He deliberately made himself scream: "Have you learned to be a bastard for so many years? The mission you were born is to act according to the planned steps, and how can you make your own decisions? Do you know how much more powerful my magic power is than you? Even I can't do it, but you still have to do it. It's simply an idiot. I'm sorry for you, but I gave your life to me. So what if you give it back today? If you can escape from birth, I will be convinced! What's the use of being cruel now!" The more ruthless he said, the more he would be careless when Azhan started. But this was really cruel!

Ruan Zhan was stunned. Yes. His father gave him his life, and he just returned it. After fighting for this long life, he could not break the black energy at all. It proved that there was no way to force it to eradicate it. In the end, he could only use his physical and spiritual power in vain. But is he really going to die with his father? He was not afraid of death, but his father was not even left with his soul, and he was afraid of leaving Xiao Xia alone. What he couldn't bear was just these.

The consequence of irrationality is that everyone will be harmed. It doesn’t make any sense for him to die, but the father would rather die than to happen. Uncle Bao, Bao Datong, Wanli, many innocent people will be killed by the demon-being father. Then there may be a master hidden among the countless beings to eliminate demons and do the devil-being, and eliminate the kind father who has suffered for others all his life as a demon, so that what he did in this life will become a joke. Also, what will happen to his beloved Xiaoxia? Watching him die, then watching his friends die one after another? What should she do?

He had always been arrogant and calm and completely collapsed in front of his father. He didn't even know what he had done just now. Now he must find his reason back! No matter how difficult the situation is, no matter how painful it is, he must force himself to calm down and follow the pre-plan. If he can't survive and accompany Xiao Xia, then let him take his father away. At least he can bring peace to his father and safety to Xiao Xia and his friends.

"I understand." He stood up straight and suddenly said.

Seeing his son's cold expression, Ruan Tianyi felt like a knife. Doesn't his son understand? The more he showed extreme coldness about what he was, the more he proved his extreme care. Father and son were facing each other, and the hearts of both of them were struggling in chaos and soberness, contradictions and firmness. The decision made the previous minute would be shaken in the next minute, and the persistence of the previous minute would become weak in the next minute.

The chest was chilling, because the father-son relationship was turbulent in his heart, because the unexpected feelings were much stronger than he imagined, because of the change of his son's expression, because of the stimulation of the blood he vomited, or because he felt so sorry for the son who made him have no way out, Ruan Tianyi suddenly felt that with the coldness in his chest, his mind became hotter.

Here comes, that moment!

He tried hard to keep the last tranquility, but his whole body was as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave, but his head became hotter and hotter, and his consciousness was eaten up bit by bit. The scenery in front of him slowly turned red like blood stained, until the entire mountain belly was red in his eyes!

A man stood straight in front of him, holding a wooden sword with a firelight, his face was pale, and his eyes as deep as a black pool were looking at him with pain. Who is this man? Why is it as hateful as everything in this world? He wants to kill him first! Then kill all the things that can breathe!

With a roar, he let out a beast-like howl and rushed towards the young man who was watching him. But in mid-air, his body was pulled back by the silver chains. He was angry and began to pull the invisible chain nailed to the rock wall frantically, one, two, three times -

His power was too strong. Under his pull, the hard rock walls fell down one after another, the chains were loosened, and then they were broken. Some were broken together, and some were half wrapped around him, but he didn't care. He wanted to kill the person in front of him first. It must be him, he must have locked himself and let himself suffer in the dark mountain belly. He had to kill him!

Outside the cave, Xiao Xia felt cold when she heard the shout that seemed to come from hell.
Chapter completed!