Just when Sima Sanniang was about to leave, Yan Chixia's voice suddenly came from behind:

"Sanniang, I know that no matter what I do in the future, I will never be able to make you forgive me."

"I am not qualified at all to ask you to forgive me. I can't even forgive myself. I brought this on myself and brought it upon myself."

Hearing this, Sima Sanniang turned around and looked at Yan Chixia without any expression:

"Actually, I wanted to forgive you a long time ago, otherwise I wouldn't have to set up a boundary to stop me. By the time I regretted it, it was already too late."

"Because of Hongye, as soon as I saw you, I thought of the tragic fate that the Xuanxin Secret Art brought to Hongye. Do you know that after practicing the Xuanxin Secret Art, you can never stop, otherwise your meridians will be reversed.

Death, after practicing to the highest level, you can only use one more move, and finally the oil will run out and the lamp will dry up and die."

Sima Sanniang stared at Yan Chixia's somewhat red eyes sarcastically:

"Yes, you know, you are the former sect leader of Xuanxin Zhengzong, how could you not know?"

"Then do you know how much Hongye hates us in her heart? We may never see her again."

"Yan Chixia, you have no idea how important Hongye is to me and how much I love her. How could she have run away from home if she hadn't practiced the secret art of Xuanxin."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

More than two months later, in the pavilion of Jueqing Villa.

Sima Sanniang drank a glass of wine, looked at Yan Chixia who was completely healed from her injuries, and said lightly:

"Why are you still licking your face and staying in my Jueqing Villa and refusing to leave?"

Yan Chixia persuaded rather distressedly:

"Sanniang, the demons from the Yin Yue Dynasty are now occupying the Nether Spring of the Yin World, and they must have some agenda. If it is for the sake of the Moye Sword, the first artifact of the righteous path, causing the demonic energy in the Nether Spring of the Yin World to explode, wouldn't this world be over?"

"What does this have to do with me?"

Sima Sanniang replied while preparing to pour herself a drink.

Yan Chixia stepped forward with great discernment, grabbed the wine bottle, served Sima Sanniang some wine, and said:

"Yes, yes, yes, the world is none of our business, but you also know how powerful the evil energy of the nether world is. Once it breaks out, no living thing within a hundred miles of Wangqing Forest will be spared, and everything will be destroyed.

Ash."

"The two of us are the first to bear the brunt."

Sima Sanniang held the refilled wine glass and replied casually:

"Oh... Then let's find another place to live. The world is so big and there is no place where we can't build another Heartless Villa."

Yan Chixia's words were stuck in her throat for a while, she was speechless and didn't know how to persuade her.

"Sanniang, do you really not know, or are you pretending not to know? When the evil energy of the underworld spring breaks out, and as the evil energy continues to spread, the entire world will be devastated and turned into ashes."

"Even if you can't control other people in the world, what about Hongye? What will Hongye do then?"

Yan Chixia speaks with sincerity, emotion, and reason.

When Sima Sanniang heard the word "red leaves", her expression changed slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Just as the two fell into a silent atmosphere, three young people, two men and one woman, arrived outside the gate of Jueqing Villa.

...

Inside the Heartless Cave.

In the mouth of the secluded spring in the underworld, Yang Jiao is sitting cross-legged in the air.

Endless demonic energy spewed out from the mouth of the spring and enveloped him. The Heavenly Demon Holy Armor Sutra in his body broke through insurmountable barriers one after another at a speed unimaginable by the saints of the Yin Yue Dynasty.

At this time, Yang Jiao's magic power was finally about to reach perfection, reaching the level of cultivation of the first-generation Yin Yue Dynasty's Yixi Demon Lord.

In the past, the demon king broke away from love and became a demon. His power greatly increased and he founded the Yin Yue Dynasty.

Now Yang Jiao is about to reach this level.

Even the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique is making rapid breakthroughs beyond the framework of ordinary techniques.

First of all, there are two magical skills passed down by the sage kings of the Yin Yue Dynasty, which have always complemented each other.

When the Heavenly Demon's Holy Armor Sutra was about to reach perfection, it also led to a breakthrough in the art of slashing the sky and drawing the sword.

Moreover, if you want to practice the so-called sky-cutting and sword-drawing technique to the highest level, it is no longer a simple technique, but a matter of energy and spirit.

At this time, Yang Jiao's energy had the Heavenly Demon Holy Armor Sutra, and the gods were also increasing rapidly under the steady stream of evil energy from the nether world.

The Lord of Tianding Yin Ming absorbs the power of all unowned negative energy to strengthen himself. This is not simply to increase his skill and cultivation, but to strengthen the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit in an all-round way and enhance his own original power.

So much so that when Yang Jiao stayed in the Netherworld's Youquan for more than three months, not only did the Holy Armor Sutra of Heavenly Demons immediately reach perfection, but the Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique also quickly entered the ninth level and was completely completed.

Just when Yang Jiao was concentrating on breaking through with all his strength, he suddenly felt that the demonic energy rising from the mouth of the spring began to thin and diminish.

His figure couldn't help but tremble. Since a month ago, his Heavenly Demon Holy Armor Sutra has been completed, but it seems that it is only a small step away, but in fact it is so high.

After absorbing endlessly for a whole month, he felt that all the demonic energy in the spring of the underworld had been absorbed by him, but he still had not succeeded in breaking through.

Yang Jiao simply didn't do anything, and immediately leaned over and dived into the spring of the underworld.

The first thing that caught my eye was not some demonic energy, but a long sword stuck at the bottom of the spring.

As he approached the long sword, he couldn't help but sigh, it was such an enchanting and ferocious sword. It was made of red gold, with a cross on all sides, and fierce hooks on all sides of the sword.

If he hadn't been in this underworld spring and clearly sensed the extremely powerful and powerful righteousness contained in the long sword, who would have dared to believe that it was the first divine weapon of the righteous path, the Moye Sword.

Yang Jiao couldn't help but hide his secret. This shape is worthy of being a magic weapon forged from the demon mine.

Then, he looked at the layout at the bottom of the spring and immediately understood in his mind that he had absorbed a large amount of demonic energy before, which caused the demonic energy of the Yinshi Youquan to decrease rapidly, which led to Mo Xie who should have been unable to suppress the demonic energy of the Yinshiyouquan.

Sword, the pressure is greatly reduced.

Moye Sword's ability to suppress demonic energy was strengthened, causing the amount of demonic energy he absorbed above the spring mouth to gradually become scarce.

Yang Jiao immediately reached out and grasped the hilt of Mo Xie's sword, trying to pull it out. Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched it, Mo Xie's sword couldn't stop trembling and seemed to be very resistant.

Seeing this situation, he didn't take it seriously, knowing that it was the righteousness in Mo Xie's sword that was resisting him, but how could it resist if it was just an ownerless thing.

With a swipe, Mo Xie's sword was pulled out by Yang Jiao. Immediately, the vast demonic energy that had been entrenched in the spring of the underworld for countless years continued to spurt out and headed towards him.

When this mellow and profound demonic energy is inhaled into the body, the demonic power starts to run at full power like an engine filled with oil.

The heartfelt pleasure made his mind relax slightly, and Mo Xie Jian took the opportunity to let go, flying around in the air like a wild horse that had escaped the reins.

As time went by, it seemed that the demonic energy of the underworld spring was decreasing sharply. The sword swayed and rushed out of the spring mouth in the blink of an eye, disappearing without a trace.

At this time, Yang Jiao was deeply immersed in the promotion of magic skills and did not care about the disappearance of Mo Xie Sword.


Chapter completed!