Chapter 823

Now.

Ye Xuan was like a small boat in the wind and rain. He was constantly bombarded by the six ancestral witches. The boundless evil spirit attacked him, which made the magic roar in his mouth more frightening and frightening.

Suppressing Ye Xuan completely to the disadvantage made the six zuwu extremely excited, and it was crazy to shake the flag to show the power of the Twelve Gods and evil array. However, the six zuwu didn't know that it was also because they launched the Twelve Gods and evil array. Although this boundless evil spirit brought great disaster to Ye Xuan, it gradually awakened Ye Xuan's demonized wisdom.

Bang bang!

Ye Xuan was constantly bombarded by the six ancestral witches, and his body began to show cracks. The black light of the blood wave around him was gradually fading, but his bloody eyes were also gradually losing, and a wisp of clear color gradually appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

"Yuanshen void!"

After three breaths, ye Xuan's bloody eyes suddenly dissipated. He finally woke up from the devil's heart. Only when he soberly realized that he was in the great array of Twelve Gods and evil spirits, it also made his face gloomy and instantly showed the great immortal skill that had not been used for a long time.

Yuanshen void!

He was not in the material world and integrated into nothingness. Ye Xuan pinched his hands and instantly escaped into nothingness. He could avoid the joint attack of the six zuwu, which also changed the complexion of the six zuwu and looked for ye Xuan's track one after another.

"How is that possible?"

"Where did he go?"

"No, this is a great skill of hiding. He can never escape from the twelve heavenly gods and evil spirits array!"

The six great zuwu roared and stared at the place where ye Xuan disappeared. Obviously, he wanted to find out the trace of Ye Xuan.

In nothingness.

Ye Xuan frowned. Naturally, he saw the ferocious and ferocious appearance of the six great ancestors of the outside world, but his whole person became extremely low, and he looked at his hands numbly. His body and mind were trembling at the extreme.

"I... what did I do?"

"I... I killed her?"

"For... Why?"

Ye Xuan was trembling and whispering. He twisted his neck rigidly to look at the outside world, but he saw the corpse of Guanghan fairy lying quietly on the top of Jue mountain, and the knife mark on his neck was extremely dazzling.

"How could this happen?"

"How could this happen?"

Ye Xuan seemed to be silly. He was stunned to look at the corpse of Guanghan fairy outside. His lips were very white, and he was trembling slightly.

"What did I do?"

"I... I killed xiao'e for cultivation... I... i... I killed xiao'e for sanctification?" Ye Xuan's eyes were lax and he kept whispering to himself.

Boom!

Ye Xuan knelt down and stared at his hands. The previous scenes appeared in his mind. He also recalled the desperate eyes of Guanghan fairy when she was dying.

What kind of look is that?

Desolation, helplessness, disappointment, heartache, and a trace of indescribable relief.

"I... how did I become like this?"

Ye Xuan clenched his fists, and the green veins on his forehead agitated like maggots. A sad breath filled the air, which made his eyes wither to the extreme, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul.

Wake up, wake up, everything is awake.

Ye Xuan's eyes were withered, and an uncontrollable smell of sadness filled the air. He was sad for Guanghan fairy, but also for himself. He hated that he had been controlled by evil thoughts.

In fact, when the monkey king turned heaven and earth into colorful God stones, ye Xuan's second disaster of heaven had already come. It was also because the death of the monkey king completely stimulated Ye Xuan.

Sun Wukong died for him, and Liu Baiyi also died for him in the past. Xue Ji, Liu Baiyi's only disciple, died for him, and I don't know how many Tianting people died because of him.

The inability of the sage, the guilt for himself, and the hatred for Nu Wa at the beginning of the year, finally led Ye Xuan into an extremely paranoid mood when Sun Wukong died in front of him.

There is a saying that is very good. If you want to destroy it, you must make it crazy.

Ye Xuan hated his own incompetence and his inability to face the saints. If he could have the cultivation of saints, these people would not die for him.

Ye Xuan hates himself. He is even more obsessed with paranoia. He wants to quickly get through the third robbery of heaven and find Nu Wa's revenge at the beginning of the year. The only thing he can think of is love robbery, that is, Guanghan fairy

In his obsession and paranoia, ye Xuan came to the world of the witch family. He was even more cruel to kill Guanghan fairy. He thought that as long as he killed the woman he loved, it would be tantamount to cutting off the love robbery. Naturally, he could survive the second robbery of the way of heaven, and his cultivation would change dramatically.

But he was wrong, completely wrong. The so-called love robbery is not the second robbery of his heaven, but a kind of obsession he thinks.

The real second disaster of the way of heaven actually began when the monkey king changed the way of heaven and earth, and quietly fell on him without his slightest awareness.

He had the heart to cut off the love robbery, which was the beginning of the second robbery of the way of heaven. Until he came to the world of the witch family, he killed the fairy Guanghan with the ruthless heart of six desires, which also completely put him into a state of demonization.

If the six great ancestors didn't launch the Twelve Gods and evil spirits array to revive Ye Xuan's intelligence, otherwise ye Xuan would be swallowed up by the devil's heart and turn himself into a monster who only knows how to kill.

The nine robberies of heaven are the Bureau of death. Every robber is the Bureau of death. This is not just talk, but an extremely terrible disaster.

If the spring breeze turns into rain, like the breeze blowing on your face, you can't feel the nine disasters of the heaven. Maybe a person will suffer a disaster inadvertently. He can't cross the sea and sky without being scared.

Wake up, ye Xuan is completely awake.

But he looked at his hands blankly, and the whole person seemed to have lost his vitality. A touch of desolate and bleak breath filled his body.

Lonely, bleak, there is a trace of melancholy that can't be erased, and there is the breath of wasted vicissitudes. At the moment, they bloom all over Ye Xuan.

What if you wake up?

Everything has happened. He has no power to change. He killed his loved one himself. He has indeed passed the second disaster of heaven. A magic heart is mellow and flawless, and can no longer affect his mind.

But... Ye Xuan feels that he has lost something very important... He has lost himself... He has lost a woman who loves her... He has killed his love in order to pursue his own cultivation.

Ye Xuan asked himself, what is he living for?

To stand on the eternal nine days?

To be the saint of all living beings?

For heaven and earth to perish and I will not perish, all things to perish and I will not perish?

Ye Xuan woke up. He really woke up.

Because he suddenly looked back, there was no one around him, only loneliness was always with him.

In the past, relatives and friends were buried in the loess, and his loved ones were killed by him. He walked all the way, with not only the bodies of the enemy, but also the bodies of relatives, friends and loved ones.