Watch Out! Danger Ahead - Chapter 1116

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“Fade away–” The Dark Demon gave a command from his mouth, and his body was blazing with devilish energy.

But this time the law seemed to have no effect on the heart that had stagnated as soon as it entered the chest cavity. Under the order, the heart quickly stabilized and was not crushed by magic.

Countless dark horrible tentacles drilled out of the devil’s body and grasped the heart in the middle.

Song Qingxiao held his breath and stared at his chest intently.

In fact, she was just a soldier, and she was not sure whether this pure heart from the ‘Japanese’ sage was of any use.

The black tentacles grasped the heart, but the heart was not shaken.

Along with the darkness, a warm soft light burst out above the heart, and those black mists melted under the shining of this light.

The rays of light are like strands of meridians, quickly implicated around the chest of the terrifying dark demon god.

‘boom–‘

‘Bang bang—’

The heart began to beat slightly, and with each beat, it became stronger and brighter.

‘what! ’

Those tentacles that touched the heart made screams of screams one after another at the moment they met the light, just like exclaims on the verge of coming.

Immediately afterwards, these tentacles shrank one by one, turning into golden blood vines, turning into a vein connecting the heart and chest cavity.

The power of the pure heart wandered around the dark demon **** along these golden meridians, and quickly spread all over his body.

“Do not–“

I saw that his body, which was more than ten feet tall, was quickly covered with golden veins.

These veins seem to be’alive’, with pure and incomparable light overflowing and rotating.

Under the cutting of the power of these veins, the body of the terrifying dark demon seemed to be divided.

He screamed, and the voice stopped abruptly.

‘Buzz! ’

The ground began to tremble crazily, and the dark power above his body was also surging rapidly.

Not long after, I saw a loud bang.

The huge body of the demon **** was cut by the golden veins that penetrated the whole body, and a large amount of black energy burst out, and a white shadow appeared in the black energy, flashing past.

“Jie Jie Jie–“

Song Qingxiao was soared by the explosion of the demon god’s body, thinking that his conjecture had failed, and Ah Qi had already disappeared as the demon’s body burst.

As my heart sank, apart from the sound of ‘whistling’ in my ears, I heard this familiar and strange laughter.

Her tight face loosened, and the corners of her mouth were hooked.

‘Oh-’

The long howl of the silver wolf sounded, and its phantom was dissipated by the air current when the demon god’s body exploded and turned into a silver giant wolf falling quickly.

The wolf king’s body twisted lightly in mid-air, and then the red lotus karma burst into flames. With the force of this step, it turned around and flew in the direction of Song Qing’s small flying. Caught her.

Song Qingxiao fell onto the wolf’s back, grabbed the silver wolf’s hair with his backhand, and let it fall to the ground lightly.

She looked up in the air, and saw that the demon **** was in the original position, and the demon energy that exploded in a large amount did not surge everywhere.

On the contrary, after the initial explosion splashed, it seemed to be attracted by some kind of force again, and slowly moved closer to where it was originally.

The power of darkness was sucked into that central point one by one, and as the demon energy was sucked out, the divine consciousness that had been blocked by the power of darkness immediately went unimpeded.

The thick black mist was sucked into the air. In the middle of the black air, a little monk wearing a moon white monk’s robe was sitting cross-legged in the air, with his eyes closed, with a calm expression.

In his chest, a crystal clear heart was beating gently and powerfully, emitting a soft light, preventing the dark power from swallowing his reason.

The group of corpses on the ground that had been climbing quickly stopped, crawling on the ground, quiet and obedient as if worshipping the monarch.

Silver Wolf landed and turned his head and let out a shock.

The silver hairs on it fluttered with the wind, and its aura was extremely shocking, frightening those profligate businessmen to shrink back.

This roar awakened the young boy who was closed in midair. He opened his eyes and looked at Song Qingxiao—

After being taken aback for a while, he jumped up, just like him eight hundred years ago, he threw himself into Song Qingxiao’s arms without hesitation.

“mother.”

This time, Song Qingxiao did not hesitate and caught him.

“Woo–mother–“

The little monk uttered aloud, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances he had suffered from the long wait, search, and the past in Song Qingxiao’s arms at this time.

His eyes were mysterious dark purple, as if they contained the most mysterious and strange abyss in the world, but the tears that flowed out were clear and transparent, and no longer contained dirt.

At this moment, he is like an extreme contradiction.

The demonic energy in the body is surging, it is the demon **** who has descended into the world, and he controls the life and death of the world, controls the living beings and dead souls, and is the supreme master of the dark world.

But at the same time he has a pure and benevolent heart, so that he is no longer affected and driven by the power of darkness.

Pure and sinister, perfectly combined with him.

Song Qingxiao hugged the young boy and touched his tender bald head.

After suppressing the devilish energy and regaining the appearance of Ah Qi, he was about eleven or twelve years old. It was when he entered Tiandao Temple and was sealed.

And because he has been displaced since he was a child, he has suffered a lot, and he looks thinner than his actual age.

It’s just that the face is not corroded by blackness, it looks red and white, but it is quite delicate.

“The devilish energy has been suppressed.”

Song Qingxiao looked down at his chest. His heart was already sealed. As Song Qingxiao’s gaze swept away, the black air in the chest faded, revealing a light and shadow about the size of a fist, in which’bang Bang’ beating.

“My mother really won’t lie to me.”

A Qi was a little proud and nodded shyly.

Eight hundred years ago, when Song Qingxiao sealed him, he said that he would find a way to’save’ him, but at that time he was affected by the dark forces and he was dubious about this. The reason why he was willing to insist was all because of his love for her. .

Now when I recalled what happened at the time, A Qi’s little face showed a trace of tension, and she timidly wanted to pull Song Qing’s hand:

“Mother, don’t blame me.”

He and the huge thread-lifting demon soul have become one, and what the demon soul has done is no different from what he has done.

Thinking that Demon Soul once wanted to kill Song Qingxiao, he was a little scared:

“Mother, don’t be angry with me.” At the end, he whispered:

“Don’t abandon me, okay?”

Ah Qi said these words without confidence.

During his incarnation of Qing Mingling, he had been with Song Qingxiao for a long time.

It’s just that at that moment, his realm fell, his memory was lost, and he couldn’t remember the past.

At this moment, I thought of Song Qing’s small character, and was afraid that she would be wary of herself, teardrops rolling in those big eyes.

“Will not.”

Song Qingxiao touched his head again, comforting him:

“At that time, you were affected by the devilish energy, and what you did was not from your heart. How could I blame you?”

What’s more, Qing Mingling chose to come out to protect her at the last moment.

This kind of emotion, even if it has lost the blessing of the blood contract, is more stable than the contract.

The child heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. Although he was still a little uneasy, he nodded.

“Besides, I still need your help.”

Ah Qi merged with the huge thread-lifting demon soul, and the power at this time was infinite.

The Demon Soul can open the door of time and space and send her to eight hundred years ago, which shows that its means can reach the sky.

When Ah Qi heard that she was still useful to her, her fear of being abandoned completely fell back to where she was, and she promised in a hurry:

“I am very useful, I can do everything! I am willing to do everything for my mother!”

He was like a child eager to behave. Song Qing smiled slightly, took a slow breath, suppressed the pain in the chest cavity caused by the injury, and asked:

“Can you open the door of time and space?”

She added:

“Not necessarily in this world, but within a certain time of mine.”

“Yes.”

Hearing this, A Qiyi put his hands together first.

This is the subconscious action he developed when he prayed during the time he entered Tiandao Temple as a monk. He just finished it at this moment, and quickly calmed it down again:

“I control some laws of heaven and earth, and I can send my mother back to a certain time.”

“However,” he said here, with a hint of hesitation:

“I can send my mother, but I may not be able to send my mother back to this time…”

The little boy lowered his head in shame:

“My main ability is to control the law of life and death, and the gate of darkness…”

The reason why the previous huge thread-lifting demon soul can send Song Qingxiao back three times eight hundred years ago is because the two parties have already had the cause and effect of this involvement.

He whispered:

“But I will practice hard in the future, and one day I can help my grandmother more busy!”

“Meaning, you can only go, can’t you return?”

Song Qingxiao was taken aback when he heard this.

The child hesitated and nodded:

“So mother, let’s not go away.”

As soon as the gate of time and space is opened and time flows backwards, she may go to the ‘past’ instead of returning to the ‘future’ at that time.

In the past time and space, there was another ‘she’, and subtle changes at that time may cause serious consequences.

Song Qingxiao was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head:

“Don’t talk about this for the time being, you first consolidate your strength.”

He has just merged with the Demon Soul. Although the pure heart has played a role, he may need to adapt to a certain extent before he can maximize his power.

A Qi responded, seeing her expression as if she was a little tired from her own words, she couldn’t help but feel a little nervous:

“Mother, did I say something wrong?”

“No.”

Song Qingxiao touched his head:

“The countercurrent of time and space is indeed very dangerous,” she paused, then continued:

“But I have some reasons to go.”

In a certain time and space, she had promised to rescue a person who had gone to the Nine Nethers for her, and promised Zhang Shouyi who guarded Shenzhuang and other dead souls to cut off the evil spirit Meng Fanglan.

“There are still people waiting for me.” She smiled and touched the child’s bald head:

“Have been waiting for me for a long time.”

“Oh.” As if understanding or not, Ah Qi nodded his little head vigorously:

“I will work hard to cultivate!”

Song Qing smiled and looked around:

“Close the door of the nether first, and send away these undead.”

The corpses on the ground are still crawling.

Even if Ah Qi is not as murderous and demonic as the previous thread-lifting demon soul at this time, but the fear of these corpses for him is increasing, as if not daring to move.

Most of them were monks who were sacrificed by Aqi in Tiandao Temple, because of the appearance of Aqi, the devilish energy in the end triggered the dark side of their hearts and made them intoxicated.

When these monks were alive, their minds were not righteous and their minds were gloomy.

But no matter what mistakes are made, they have been hanging down here for eight hundred years, and enough lessons have been learned.

“Let them rest in peace.”

Hearing what she said, the bodies of the undead who were crawling on the ground began to tremble gently, crying:

‘Oh oh…’

“Woo…”

They seem to be scared, but also pleading, mixed with a faint hope.

“I listen to my mother.”

Ah Qi responded.

As soon as the words fell, all the corpses seemed to be redeemed in an instant.

Countless black energy rushed from their bodies, turned into strands of thin black mist, and flew into Qi’s body.

These corpses have been tortured by demons for eight hundred years and cannot be freed. They are tortured every day in resentment, panic, and despair.

As soon as the black line was separated, the corpses that had been hanging for eight hundred years without decay instantly turned into fine sand, ‘crashing’ scattered on the ground.

‘Shushasha—’

One, two, three–

Until hundreds, thousands of corpses were redeemed one after another, they were freed from the suffering that had imprisoned them for eight hundred years.

The corpses disappeared one by one, turned into dust, and fell into the ground.

In an instant, thousands of corpses disappeared completely, and the remnant thoughts of the resentful spirit sent a final farewell with joy and excitement.

‘thank you. ’

‘Freed. ’

The remnant thoughts of the monks appeared one after another, and finally turned into a little bit of aura, dissipating in the hall.

‘call–‘

The breeze blows in from the top of the broken hall, blowing up the powder of these monks’ corpses.

After the bone meal was rolled up, it seemed to move with the monks’ remnant thoughts and flew to the corners of the surrounding pillars, the broken jade platform, and the collapsed golden Buddha in the temple.

Without the cover of the seal, after the black air dissipated, this ancient temple, which has existed for thousands of years, showed its vicissitudes.

The hall was severely damaged, and the devilish energy would corrode everywhere.

The powder of the bones of these monks, like the old monk from 800 years ago ~www.mtlnovel.com~, began to consciously repair this hall.

They used this temple to blackmail the people and eat fat, but now they have to use their souls and bodies to make up for the sins committed during their lifetimes.

‘Boom! ’

Eight hundred years ago, the scene Song Qingxiao had seen was staged again.

It was only that year that the old monk who had made up his mind to coexist and die with Tiandao Temple took justice and repaired the temple.

Now it is this group of monks who have been dead for 800 years, trading for salvation with actions.

The ground damaged by the war was restored one by one, and the large pillars and temples that had been corroded by demonic energy were filled with powder.

The broken jade platform was re-adhesive with bone meal and recovered as before.

Under the power of the thousand souls, the golden Buddha dug to pieces by the greedy people was pulled up again and sat on the high platform.