"No one in this world is immune to death."

Ying's long black hair with loose sleeves danced wildly behind her like a snake.

As he walked slowly, his raised right foot landed heavily on the skinny ghoul, crushing it into a handful of mist and dispersing it.

In all directions, ghouls with lifeless limbs were shrouded in the spreading mist.

The eyes that had gone dark became brighter and redder, ready to move.

Under the influence of Ying Xiu's aura, the ghoul legions wandering around did not immediately attack him, but instead entrenched themselves in all directions.

As the master of this space with the power of life and death, Ying Xiu is like a cat playing with a mouse, with a cruel and playful smile on his lips.

He came to Balian and was about to speak when he suddenly noticed a sharp and cold gaze looking towards him coldly.

Ying Xiu smiled and tilted his head, looking at Sword Master Yu with anger boiling in his eyes. His usual cautiousness, respect and love were completely gone from his face.

His right arm suddenly swelled and bulged, like the mutated claws of an evil beast, and the muscles bulged exaggeratedly, tearing the clothes apart, revealing a pale but strong, thick and ferocious arm.

That arm stretched out like electricity, breaking through the protective light emitted by the Yin Jade, effortlessly grabbing Sword Master Yu's neck and grabbing him off the ground.

"What a rude look. Don't you understand what situation you are in now?"

Ying Xiu raised his head.

Deep in the gray, pupilless, indifferent eyes, there is a wildfire of bitterness.

"Or do you think I will continue to treat you as a father?"

He looked coldly at Sword Master Yu who was gradually suffocating in his palm, showing a look of painful death.

Ying Xiu's heart was filled with resentful joy, and at the same time, she also felt that she was being ridiculous and ironic.

The sword master who has lost his power is just a weak mortal in his hands.

In the past two hundred years, he had repeatedly bowed his head in front of such a man for the sake of the false and illusory blood and family ties.

Little did he know that in his eyes, his Yingxiu was just a clown that he had fabricated.

What he got in exchange for all his efforts to please was a contemptuous and arrogant face that couldn't even smile.

"You, the old man, are the supreme being in the world and the master of swords in the world. You have always looked down upon me, but you never thought that one day, the person you despise would be able to destroy all the empires you conquered and the imperial seals you guarded.

Bar?"

Ying Xiu expressed the overwhelming resentment in his heart in a triumphant and laughing tone.

He covered the ghost king's heart that was beating again under his chest and said with a smile: "I never thought that I could fit perfectly with this heart. I have long heard that the impure world lord eats the anger and resentment of the world.

Life, this personal experience is indeed true.

With such power, your Tianxi, all living beings, will regard me as the master of deception! The Zhongyou Dynasty, which has been looked down upon by others for many years, should also accept the surrender and worship of the world."

"Bailiyu, when I cut off your head, dig out your spiritual roots and present them to my mother, tell me what a wonderful expression she will show."

"You are not allowed to call her that!" Sword Master Yu was disgusted by this title, his face turned red and he was extremely angry!

The smile at the corner of Ying Xiu's mouth twisted even more, and she chuckled: "Don't be so excited, no matter how bad I am, I won't hurt my mother!

She created me and gave me countless glories. I am completely different from you, a short-sighted dog man. She treats me well, and as a son, I should serve her well.

She regards me as her son, and I respect her as my mother, and will not go beyond disrespect. I, the righteous man, will take back for her bit by bit what is owed to her by the righteousness of the world, and dedicate the entire world to her!

And you, Bailiyu, are only worthy of decaying with the dust and mud!"

Bailian suddenly chuckled: "Why bother making excuses for your own desires and ambitions? Zhongyou's ability to become the Qiansheng Dynasty has never relied on self-improvement through war and annexation.

Since it is the only neutral dynasty among all the countries in the world, the legislative purpose of the Zhongyou dynasty is to promote the benefits of the world and eliminate the harms of the world, promote justice and avoid personal grudges, so it is self-defeating."

The ferocious smile on Ying Xiu's face suddenly froze. He turned back and stared at Bailian with murderous intent!

Regarding those strange gray eyes, Balian looked directly into his eyes without timidity, and went straight into people's hearts:

"The life on your paper is too fragile to be held firmly. If the wind blows, it will probably fall apart."

Ying Xiu was successfully angered by these words. The corners of his mouth sank, and the dense green veins on his face made him look even more gloomy and terrifying.

He loosened his grip and let the sword master feather, which had lost its threat, slip off and fall to the ground again.

"I don't understand, at this time, where did you get the courage to speak to me in such a lecturing tone?"

Looking at the extremely pale Bai Lian, Ying Xiu said indifferently: "If I guess correctly, you are very familiar with the breath of death at this moment."

There is no way to cure the rotten bone and inflammation poison of the ghoul. Even for a Mahayana sage like Jian Zhuyu, once the wound is exposed to blood and inflammation, it is only a matter of time before the body disappears and dies.

That's why Ying Xiu was not in a hurry to kill him, or even worried that he would have the means to escape from this situation.

So he enjoyed it peacefully and slowly watched the wonderful process of his death and decay.

Being able to see with your own eyes the old enemy in your destiny, turning into a corpse, turning into a worm, turning into ashes, ashes returning to ashes, dust returning to dust, once and for all, the oil and the lamp will dry up.

That would bring him unexpected pleasure.

It's just that while enjoying this pleasure, you also have to endure the anger of being offended by his words, which is also very unpleasant.

He gently raised his finger in the air, and the blood belonging to Bai Lian on the ground rose up in retrograde motion, turning into a blood droplet and falling on Ying Xiu's palm.

He looked at the blood bead and smiled sarcastically: "Two hundred years ago, I was born into the world with such a drop of blood?"

Balian didn't speak.

Junhe also fell into silence on the side.

Sword Master Yu, who fell to the ground, looked confused and confused.

Ying Xiu smiled coldly, raised his palm and threw the blood droplet to a ghoul behind him to eat.

His eyes fell into a vicious and strange look: "I will repay you with a spring of blood for your kindness."

"In the past, a drop of blood nurtured my life. Today, I will use your flesh and blood to feed all ghosts and comfort me from all my misery."

The ghouls wandering around the fields suddenly swarmed over.

From all directions, like dense wind and rain coming, like a wave of darkness, it swallowed up Bailian's figure in an instant.

Several sharp and burning fingers were inserted deeply between Balian's arms and legs.

The terrible force poured down, and Bai Lian was crushed to the ground like a small boat overturned by the wave.

A ghoul couldn't wait to greedily lick the wound in his abdomen, and the countless hands holding his body suddenly became stronger.

Apparently he had received orders from Ying Xiu to tear his body into pieces and share it with others.

Sword Master Yu half-knelt on the ground, roared angrily, struggled to get up, and frantically summoned Shenglong, but to no avail.

"Wait a minute." Zang Xin suddenly stopped him.

Ying Xiu glanced at him sharply. Although his eyes were extremely cold, there was a subtle fear deep inside.

He said coldly: "What? Do you want to protect him?"

Zhanxin shook his head and chuckled, saying: "It would be a waste to kill him like this."

Ying Xiu said: "I just want him to die!"

Zhan Xin laughed out loud and pointed at Bai Lian who was pinned to the ground by a group of ghosts and couldn't move.

"But do you think he is really afraid of your methods? I can't see any fear, fear, despair or begging for mercy on his face."

He sneered, shrugged, and said: "I think this method of revenge is just like a small fight between children, and there is no pleasure at all."

Ying Xiu frowned and looked around, and sure enough, he didn't see any hint of fear in Bailian's eyes.

It was okay not to mention Burial Heart, but after he mentioned it a few times, Ying Xiu suddenly lost interest.

Zhan Xin is very seductive, his low-smiling voice contains an inexplicable bewitching tone, and his words are sinister:

"When the bird of death drops its black feathers, it cuts through people's hearts and reveals humanity. Don't you, Your Highness, Ying Xiu, want to see what the darkness that is more terrifying than death looks like?"

"I don't understand what you mean."

"A flower blooms with two sides, and life is between gods and demons. When your eyes are dry, you will see your bones, and the world will eventually be merciless.

I have traveled around the world for thousands of years and found that the pleasure of killing does not lie in enjoying the death of others, but in the despair and depravity of people when they are facing the end..."

With a popping sound, a stone under Balian's finger flew out and hit Sword Master Yu's forehead and heart point hard.

Sword Master Yu rolled his eyes and passed out.

Zhan Xin said "Oh?" and glanced at Balian in surprise, with approval in his eyes:

"I'm so alert. You already know what I'm planning to do before I reveal all my plans?"

Bailian said: "There is a precedent like Yougui Lang and Second Senior Sister here. How dare I be careless?"

He turned his eyes slightly and continued: "Er River Lord is always able to confuse people's hearts with a few words, and he can easily control the thoughts and emotions of others in his hands, so that he can easily play with people's hearts. His methods are extremely clever. If you are not careful, you will

In your hands, there will be no recovery, and you have no choice but to do anything."

Burial Heart is the old fox from Cunning Rabbit Three Cave. Whether it was at the Bronze Gate of Ghost Mountain or the Demon Realm Palace, Balian fought against him several times.

Although the plan of Burying Heart was broken every time, the feeling that Burying Heart gave him was always separated by a thick layer of fog, which was not appreciable.

The power of Buried Heart lies not in how terrifying his realm is, but in his cruel methods, his ability to control his mind, and his ability to endure.
To be continued...