ties could very well be the key to unlocking the treasure of the Star Palace."Mo Fan, upon hearing this, immediately thought of the Starry Little Man within his body.Is that the key to opening the Sta...Chapter 1727 Heart Demon Trial, The Weeping Woman, Chu Xiao's Heart Demon
The Sacred Realm, being the most mysterious place of opportunity within the Jixia Academy.
Everyone is naturally very curious and eager.
After entering the Longmen.
Everyone felt as if they were seeing double.
It was as if I had entered a dreamlike space.
Jun Xiaoyao remained quite composed.
He knew this must be what they called a heart demon trial.
Only those who pass are eligible to remain within the Sanctuary.
At that moment, a voice filled with utter despair and bone-deep resentment rang out.
"You, Jun Xiaoyao, have made me suffer so much! You deserve to die, you deserve to die!"
A figure, covered in blood and looking like a demon, emerged amidst the howling wind.
It was the Crane's Pavilion.
But at this moment, Hezi's face was covered in blood, his features twisted in agony, looking like a terrifying ghost.
A boundless resentment erupted.
However, Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but chuckle softly.
He shook his head.
"It's laughable, truly. Countless have perished at the hands of my lord, Ji Xiaoyao."
"You, He Zi Xuan, what do you think you are You dare to become a demon in my heart"
Jun Xiaoyao only felt it was extremely ridiculous.
He has an invincible Dao heart.
either possessing the more demonic Three Realms Divine Souls or reaching the Soul Level of the later stage of the Hésha Sand.
Such lavish furnishings, a mere Crane-Son Pavilion, dares to be his heart demon
It's ridiculous!
Soaring freely, the primordial spirit moving at will.
Instantly, a golden Buddha statue stood in the space of consciousness, radiating brilliant light and saving all from suffering.
Then the crane child’s pavilion instantly let out a shriek.
He was killed by Jun Xiaoyao, and that's fine.
Even now it has become a demon, and must be tortured in return by Jun Xiaoyao.
Is there any justice left in the world
If the author of "Crane Pavilion Residence" were to know this, he would surely be so angry that he would ascend to heaven.
It's so pitiful for a man.
This tribulation, this heart demon test, is as easy to him as a drop in the ocean for Jun Xiaoyao.
When Your Majesty comes to your senses.
He has already located himself within an incredibly peaceful space.
The mountains are beautiful and the water is charming, as if you have stepped into a landscape painting.
"This is the Sacred Realm, isn't it"
Jun Xiaoyao looked around, but he didn't see Yiyi or the others.
I suppose they're randomly sent to different locations as well.
As for Yiy, Jun Xiaoyao didn't worry much.
After a period of his guidance and development, coupled with Yiy's own strength, and the protection of the imperial weapon Ni Chang Yu Yi.
You could say that even if she ran into Han Ping'an, Yiyi would definitely be fine.
Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, striding into the interior of the Holy Realm space.
And at the same time, all the other disciples who entered the Sacred Realm were also undergoing various trials of their inner demons.
Some who couldn't bear it were directly sent out, with a look of dejection on their faces.
And Yiy, at this moment, was also trapped in a realm of heart demons.
The phantasmagorical realm she beheld.
It is a boundless sea of corpses and blood.
One world after another crumbled before her eyes.
"What are these"
Yiyi had never seen such a sight before.
She saw, her own hands, stained with blood.
With a casual wave of her hand, an infinite number of beings from countless worlds perished.
Endless resentment, ghosts, whispered their lament in her ear.
This frightened Yiyi, her face turned pale.
She is not like Jun Xiaoyao, who can casually obliterate heart demons.
And Aiyi didn't even know why she had such a heart demon.
And just at that moment.
Suddenly, all the heart demons were obliterated.
Yiyí was stunned.
Suddenly, she heard faint sobs.
The scene before my eyes transformed into a silent and still expanse of time and space.
She saw a woman sitting on the ground, her arms wrapped around her knees, weeping softly there.
This scene, Icy knows all too well.
Isn't this the weeping woman she often dreams of
"Were you the one who helped me get rid of those heart demons"
Yiyin tentatively asked.
And the woman, she still sobbed softly.
After a long time, a faint voice came from the weeping woman.
"You met him."
"What"
Yiyi was confused.
He came, the one who brings light, your savior.
"Yes, Xiao Yao"
Yiyin asked.
"I can sense it, coming soon, the black calamity that will engulf the world."
Because someone has been waiting for him.
A weeping woman spoke in broken fragments.
Just as Yiyi was about to ask something.
The scene before my eyes shifted abruptly.
has become a beautiful and serene space.
Everything that just happened seems like a dream.
Yi Yi's eyes still held a hint of confusion.
But she still shook her head.
Go find Xiao Yao.
With graceful, light steps, she transformed into a radiant rainbow and plunged into the sacred realm.
...on the other side. ...
Chu Xiao also fell into a heart demon illusion.
But his inner demons were quite unique.
Even Chu Xiao himself was a little surprised.
At first, he thought that his demon might be Jun Xiaoyao.
But the result.
Standing before him was a stunningly beautiful and graceful figure.
Unexpectedly, the one who appeared in the Illusory Realm of Heart Demons wasn't Jun Xiaoyao, but Dantai Qingxuan.
This even surprised Chu Xiao himself.
But he thought about it, and it was actually right.
He left the Qingyang world and followed her all the way because he was looking for Dantai Qingxuan.
Dàntái Qīngxuán, she is the most important woman in his life.
...also became his obsession.
And obsession, is the easiest thing to become a demon in one's heart.
But at this moment.o.This is also Xiahou Zhen's confidence."Alright."Upon seeing Xiahou Zhen's agreement, Jun Xiaoyao nodded."The young master should be careful, this person's thunderous magical powers are indeed formid...