Chapter 1190: Fushe's Memory, the Giant Shadow Covering the Sky

"careful!"

In the dark and strange red space, countless black shadows appeared from the void. They were black in shape with red outlines, floating in the air like ghosts.

A strange power of unknown origin flowed down, and the black shadow rushed towards everyone with a terrifying and breathtaking roar.

Ying and Ye Lan reminded hurriedly, the elemental power surged in their hands, and wind balls of wind element and densely interwoven water lines were instantly released.

The wind element repelled the many black shadows on the left, and the water lines wrapped around in all directions, tearing all the bound black shadows into pieces.

At this time, Ying was in a trance.

Xiao's face was already covered with a ferocious Nuo mask, and surging immortal power surged out and continuously injected into the Taiwei Yi Pan.

The crowd continued to move upwards with the help of the magic circle, with streams of light appearing around them, and more and more dark shadows came towards them, trying to hold them back.

Kill in this space.

"The energy consumption is huge..." Xiao's heart sank slightly. They were not simply moving upwards, but breaking through layers of time and space. Now they still could not see the exit.

"Ying!" Yan Fei jumped up, and rays of fire turned into blazing fireballs, illuminating many black shadows.

Hallucinations appeared before Ying's eyes.

A scene also emerged in Xiao's mind.

That was Boyang before his death, struggling to flip through the records he had written, trying to regain his sanity and continue thinking.

"Yi? Yijiang?" He found some unfamiliar words in his notes.

The handwriting was clearly his own, but he couldn't remember when he wrote it.

"Who is Yijiang?"

"Homophone written backwards?"

His vision blurred and gradually darkened, and many figures appeared before his eyes.

It was his family, his wife and children. They walked towards him, passed through him, and disappeared.

No! There is another person!

A stranger, yet seemingly familiar person.

He was also walking from afar, dressed in white, with a talisman with a painting of a yaksha on his waist. He wore a jade crown on his head, feathered clothes and a handsome face, just like the immortal imagined by mortals.

"Brother Jiang...Yi!"

He remembered who this person was. He was a warlock who had descended into the Abyss with them.

He fell into a coma and died due to the pollution of the abyss.

"Will you and I walk together on the road to the underworld?" He smiled sadly, "I didn't expect that you would die in front of me, but you haven't left yet..."

Jiang Yi's hand grabbed his palm.

"Outside the gates of hell, I'll take you home!"

"Brother Boyang."

Jiang Yi's hands were not cold, but warm like the palms of a living person, with hot blood flowing in them.

Behind him, members of the Thousand Rock Army appeared.

Glowing.

"So, so... you are all here..." Hot tears dripped from Bo Yan's eyes, "I'm not alone! I'm not alone! Let's go to the underworld together."

He looked at everyone's souls and wept silently.

"No! It's to go outside the gates of hell and go home!"

"We want to go home!"

Jiang Yi's voice emphasized again.

"go home!"

Behind them were the voices of many Qianyan soldiers. Hu Lan was there, Qing Ming was there too...

"The beast is dead, you can go home now."

Jiang Yi's voice was firm yet gentle.

"boom!"

The loud noise interrupted the memories in front of me.

The mournful sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling were just like the eerie roars of the dark beast tide back then.

Ying held his aching head and looked towards the bottom of the magic circle. The endless darkness was as deep as the most terrifying darkness in the universe. From this darkness, a steady stream of strange black shadows floated out.

Black chains emerged from them, and no one knew where they led to.

The situation was critical, and Xiao increased the output of his immortal power. The green immortal power made the magic circle of Taiweiyi disk rise faster. The dark shadows coming from all directions were like dark clouds blocking the way ahead, trying to envelop them.

Shinobu Kuki and Achou protected the sleeping Ichito Aradaki.

Paimon dodged in panic.

The night was blue, the smoke was red, hundreds of water lines crisscrossed, the hot red fire evaporated, and the dark clouds disappeared.

but……

The black gas below was like a tide, like a giant claw made of tentacles opened by the abyss, constantly surging up, grabbing the Taiweiyi Pan and everyone on the Taiweiyi Pan magic circle.

The vision became dark, whispers appeared in the ears, and the evil spirits howled.

"drink!"

Xiao's roar brought a green light, the fangs on Nuo's mask protruded outwards, and his green eyes were like two blue suns, shining outwards and bringing up a wind that surrounded the earth.

On the Taiwei Plate, the azure blue light mixed with the immortal power and turned into a blazing white.

The pure white light constantly resists the approaching darkness around it.

In the strange deep dark red space, the pitch-black formed a black sun, enveloping the Taiwei disk that was rushing upwards. The dark clouds were thick and the shadows of resentful souls were endless.

In an instant, white rays of light shot out from it like sharp swords.

Amid the wailing of countless black shadows, the Taiweiyi Plate broke through the envelopment of the black sun and suddenly flew upwards, away from the surging black tide of the abyss.

The blue-green light is like a meteor flying upwards.

Xiao was breathing heavily, with magic power condensed on his face. The ferocious Nuo mask, which was blue-black with gold patterns, began to show blue cracks, and then broke into countless points of light.

The immortal power that he injected into the Taiwei Yi Disk in his hand suddenly dissipated.

With reluctance, he looked up to the sky.

It is still a long way to leave this space, but it seems that the exit can be vaguely seen.

The Taiweiyi Plate, with its blue ancient seal characters flashing, was still moving upwards, but its momentum was getting weaker and weaker.

However, the magic power on his body was not enough to take everyone away.

"Xiao..." Yan Fei raised her hand.

Then Xiao clenched his palms, and a dazzling green light, like the afterglow of the setting sun, enveloped everyone and turned into a sharp wind that rushed upward and could carry people out of the space.

"Xiao!" Ye Lan and Ying realized what the Demon-Subduing Sage was going to do.

Xiao didn't hesitate.

Use your last bit of strength to send everyone away.

In the dark red space, rays of light flew towards the exit.

The Taiweiyi Disk lost the infusion of power, and the blue magic circle formed by it also began to crack and then shattered.

Exhausted and with all his strength drained away, Xiao fell into the dark abyss below.

At that moment, the abyss below was surging. Unknown time and years passed. While falling, Xiao saw Fushe's memories.

In the dark and cold cave, a tinder was lit, igniting a bonfire. The warm flames cast the shadows of two figures on the wall.

“…Mi Nu, where did you go just now?” The four-armed Yaksha sat astride the bluestone, one hand supporting his forehead, his eyes tired, and asked.

Boyang lit a fire stick and said helplessly, "Brother Yasha, you are confused again! I have told you many times that my name is Boyang, and I am the warlock who fought with you in Layer Rock."

He had a resolute face and a sense of vicissitudes.

"Boyang... Boyang?" The four-armed Yaksha muttered the name, "You are Boyang, then who am I?"

he asked doubtfully.

The golden red flame burns and changes.

The darkness was thick like liquid, covering the surroundings.

Boyang shook his head and wrote in the light of the fire: "I want to call you by your name! Otherwise, we agreed to stay here together, but we can't even call each other by name. What a pity."

The four-armed Yaksha suddenly raised his head: "...Stay here? No, you have to get out!"

The bare upper body is sturdy and strong, with purple lightning patterns on it, winding and outlined, mysterious and simple.

He waved his hand, creating a gust of wind.

Bo Yang sighed: "Brother Yasha, stop talking nonsense. Aren't we prepared to stay here forever? You, you must not regret it! The seal cannot be broken..."

As he spoke, he gradually became nervous.

If Yaksha goes crazy and breaks the seal, all the efforts will be in vain.

With his strength, he was completely unable to stop the mad Yasha.

The four-armed Yaksha was stunned and thought for a long time.

"...Seal...Ah, yes! I am the Yasha who came here to fight."

……

Xiao's figure continued to fall.

From the Taiweiyi Plate that was falling together, a huge hole of magical power rose up, coming from - five hundred years ago.

In the sky, a golden sun appeared and transformed into billions of rays of light, scattered like meteors, wrapping towards Xiao, along with the magic power of the big hole.

The dark red space was illuminated by two forces, and the surrounding dark shadows were forced back.

"...Brother, brother! Are you okay?" Boyang supported the four-armed Yaksha and walked in the deep cave.

The four-armed Yaksha had many wounds on his body. The self-destructive fight allowed him to defeat the dark power, but it also hurt his foundation. In addition, the karma eroded his soul, and the resentment of the devil took advantage of the opportunity to sneak in. His soul became riddled with holes and his consciousness gradually sank.

Faced with such a situation, he laughed heroically: "...Haha, look at how badly I'm injured. I'm afraid I won't live long!"

He sensed his destiny.

Destiny is the possibility of life and the coming of death...

Fate is the calamity that Yakshas can sense most clearly, and it is destined to be sad...but they are not afraid.

Boyang shook the Yaksha who seemed to be about to fall asleep, feeling a sense of loneliness and fear: "There are only two of us left, please don't die!"

Yasha smiled.

Boyang looked at the shadows cast by the torch in his hand. Two people, three people, four people... "...Today, I saw my family members underground. Tell me, am I crazy too?"

His younger brother, his wife, his children… were talking to him.

The four-armed Yaksha spoke with difficulty: "Boyang, do you want to go home?"

The shadows on the ground flickered and turned into the two people relying on each other.

Boyang wanted to say: "It has been decided that Rong Zhao will stay on the ground, of course I..."

"Of course I want to go home!"

How could he not want to go home?

He even hated Rong Zhao, was jealous of Rong Zhao, and was happy for Rong Zhao.

He could not deceive himself.

He hated himself.

His head hurt and he could hear mumbling in his ears.

The four-armed Yaksha looked at the shadow on the wall and said, "I should have a family too!"

He couldn't remember.

Boyang was very happy with Yasha's reply: "Brothers and sisters? There must be some!"

The conversation made him feel that he was still alive and still a human being.

Yasha leaned against Boyang, his exhaustion making it almost impossible for him to move: "Brothers and sisters...yes! Who am I and where is my family?"

……

Xiao opened his closed eyes again.

Looking up, I saw a huge shadow covering the sky.

He was still in a mysterious and strange underground space, but in this dark and red space, above the countless black shadows, above the black tide of the abyss, a face appeared.

A huge, towering face.

With closed eyes, He wears the crown of the abyss.

He was wearing a pitch-black robe with intricate and ominous patterns, and a pair of dark and deep dragon wings that absorbed all light spread out behind Him, carrying with them the terrifying laws that oppressed the stars and all dimensions of time and space.

The living must perish!

The end of the life and death destiny of all things.

The smoldering fire of the dark abyss; the pitch-black poisonous wind, pitch-black poisonous rain, and pitch-black poisonous clouds that dissolve space and burn everything; the humus breath that destroys the earth and collapses mountains; are nothing more than tributaries of its original power.

Behind Him, there is a big black sun.

Just like the ultimate celestial body in the universe, the ruins of civilization, the corpses of all living beings, the fragments of stars, the broken knowledge of the abyss... are revolving around the sun.

Xiao looked downward and saw the gorgeous starry sky. The endless Milky Way was at his feet. Layer upon layer of space, the time dimensions of the past, present and future were all at his feet.

The stars began to go out, the world began to break apart, and all things began to become extinct.

The surrounding space was wailing and the strange black shadows were dissipating.

The universe is dark.

Civilization, living beings, stars...all things that are devoured constitute His supreme throne in the dark universe.

"Jiang Yi..." Xiao was stunned.

Illusion, or reality?