79. Chapter 79 Inner Demon (1)

Author: Mao Maoru

Chapter 79 Inner Demon (1)

Ye Chi glanced at Xue Fu who was standing aside stupidly. Although he was surprised how this kid came back so well, the current situation was obviously not a good time for him to ask these things. Ye Chi grabbed Ye Sui's arm and said, "You

Get that kid out of here quickly."

Originally I thought it was just that the gate to the underworld was wide open. It was already overwhelming. Now there is an attack by the demons. This place is no longer a safe place. Even Ye Chi cannot guarantee that he can survive in this situation.

Protect Ye Sui and Xue Fu.

Ye Sui said she still remembered that the ceiling of force value in this world was Xuan Yu. She said: "I can also help my fellow disciples protect the barrier. Dad, it will be no problem if my uncle is here."

Unexpectedly, Ye Chi's face became serious. He looked at the entrance to the underworld and whispered: "I must find him."

In the underworld, there is a different scene.

Song Qinghui chased Yun Susu into the underworld, but lost track of Yun Susu. I don't know if it was because he had suffered from the karma of the underworld before, but now he actually felt that his soul was not as painful as before.

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There was a faint light from the formation flickering ahead. Song Qinghui rushed in that direction based on his intuition. He saw a familiar figure.

Xuan Yu is dressed in fluttering white clothes. He has an immortal spirit and a distinguished temperament. At this moment, he is closing his eyes, making seals in his hands, and arranging a formation that others have never seen before. But the first time ordinary people see Xuan Yu's formation is

At this time, you will subconsciously think that he is trying to arrange a large array to care for the entrance to the underworld.

But at the same time, a black shadow suddenly shot out and attacked Xuan Yu's position with lightning speed.

Song Qinghui immediately raised his sword and stepped forward, blocking the fatal blow.

A clear figure slowly emerged from the black shadow. This was a man dressed in black. He had three-dimensional facial features and a handsome face. His brows and eyes were sinister and full of dangerous aura. What was particularly eye-catching was that,

This man has a pair of purple eyes.

The four major demon kings in the demon world all have some obvious characteristics. For example, the demon king of the Chishan tribe has red hair, while the demon king of the Shuangyue tribe has a pair of purple eyes.

Demon Lord Situ Ye.

This name came to Song Qinghui's mind.

Xuan Yu in the center of the formation opened his eyes slightly and said warmly: "Qing Hui, I still need some time."

Song Qinghui said: "Master, don't worry, I will protect the formation."

Situ Ye sneered disdainfully, "You want to stop me?"

Song Qinghui looked determined, "I am enough."

They are two opposing figures, one white and one black. The former is calm and reserved, while the latter is cold and evil. They have completely different temperaments and cannot give in to each other.

Song Qinghui is a leader in the righteous way, and Situ Ye is certainly not a showman. Perhaps because Situ Ye is a demon, or because he used some secret method, his body's endurance far exceeds that of the human race. Compared with Song Qinghui, who was affected by the Karma Fire,

Situ Ye was obviously more at ease.

Despite this, Song Qinghui did not take a step back. He did not lose in every fight with Situ Ye, but Situ Ye who fought with him could see that Song Qinghui was just holding on with his willpower.

But the demons are the most cunning. Since Situ Ye would choose this time to take action, he must have made some arrangements.

After Situ Ye dodged a fierce sword energy, he took a step back, and then asked sarcastically: "Song Qinghui, does it feel good to suppress your inner demons?"

Song Qinghui made a move.

Situ Ye said again: "Upright disciples, they usually like to claim to be slayers of demons, but they never thought that one day they would give birth to inner demons. Song Qinghui, how can a person like you have the face to claim to be a righteous man?"

Woolen cloth?"

Song Qinghui said coldly: "Shut up!"

Situ Ye was in a happy mood, "What, are you afraid? A person who always claims to be a righteous person who can sacrifice himself for the sake of the world, will one day be afraid?"

These days, Song Qinghui has been forcibly suppressing his inner demons. He does not want to admit that he has inner demons. Once he admits it, it would be like saying that his efforts since childhood have become a joke.

He is Song Qinghui, the eldest brother of Fuyun Sect, and the proud son of heaven that attracts everyone's attention. Many people regard him as the goal in their hearts and regard him as the future head of Fuyun Sect. He should not have any errands.

Wrong day.

He is usually the most patient, and suppressing his inner demons seems to be nothing to him. However, the more suppressed this kind of thing is, the more severe the backlash will be when it is exposed.

Song Qinghui even had the idea that as long as he killed Situ Ye, no one would publicize that he had inner demons.

Situ Ye laughed pitifully a few times. He was not in a hurry to fight Song Qinghui. Instead, he gently flicked his sleeves. The air around him was filled with a kind of black evil energy visible to the naked eye. This evil energy was very harmful to ordinary cultivators.

It doesn't matter to the practitioner, but it can greatly destabilize the Taoist mind and amplify the demonic obstacles of the person who has inner demons.

Song Qinghui's rationality was still there, and he could feel that the violent heart in his bones was stronger. He noticed something, and said in a cold voice: "How did you plot against me?"

Situ Ye said with appreciation: "As expected of the great disciple of Fuyun Sect, he guessed it so quickly."

Situ Ye was able to deal with Song Qinghui based on Song Qinghui's weaknesses, which meant that he had already understood Song Qinghui's situation. If there were further speculations, Song Qinghui would have inner demons, maybe because he was contaminated by demonic energy.

But Song Qinghui couldn't figure out who could let him come into contact with the most bewitching demonic energy without him noticing?

Situ Ye said leisurely: "Inner demons are born from desire. If you are really invulnerable, you will not let me take advantage of it. So I say that you people who talk about benevolence, justice and morality are really hypocritical. You obviously have a lot of desires, but you still have to

Pretending to be a disgusting person who has no desires and needs, I don’t know what people outside will think when they know that the senior brother they admire looks like this. Of course, I’m afraid it’s precisely because you are extremely hypocritical that you are an unlikable person.

Admire it."

Situ Ye smiled evilly, "Maybe when she knows your true face, she will hate you very much."

Song Qinghui's clear eyes were bloodshot, "Shut up!"

The sword in Situ Ye's hand caught Song Qinghui's sword. He glanced at the people in the center of the formation in the distance.

Regarding external matters, Situ Ye knew very well that Xuan Yu could not move. Once he did, this unknown formation would collapse.

Now that he has disturbed Song Qinghui's state of mind, he should seize the opportunity and deal with Song Qinghui first.

People who fall into a demonic barrier will lose their minds, and although their moves will become more desperate, there will be more flaws.

In a short period of time, Song Qinghui had several wounds on his body, but he felt no pain. Even when the time, place and people were not advantageous, he was able to fight back and almost killed one of Situ Ye's wounds.

The hand was chopped off.

Situ Ye's brows condensed. He decisively mobilized his whole body. The tip of the knife was condensed with terrifying sword energy. After he caught Song Qinghui's flaw, he moved the long knife in his hand and used the last move to kill Song Qinghui.

, but just when the atmosphere was at its most tense, a girl’s voice came from the side.

"I advise the Demon Lord to stop." Chu Yao looked at the arrogant man in black calmly, "If the Demon Lord does not intend to stop, then the person you love will not live long."

She raised her hand, and the pendant on Yun Susu was hanging in the air.

Situ Ye's expression changed.

Song Qinghui's movements also slowed down. He stared in the direction of Chu Yao, and finally focused on the dangling pendant.
Chapter completed!