I walk sideways in the game world

Chapter 234: The Demon King's Forbidden Spell, Xiaoyao Danger

The black torrent roared towards Ren Xiaoyao, carrying the momentum of destruction. Ren Xiaoyao's face changed. The strength of this force was far beyond his imagination. He tried to dodge, but found himself locked in an invisible force, unable to escape.

"Brother Xiaoyao!" Xia Lin exclaimed, wanting to step forward to help, but was pulled back by the Ethereal Fairy. "Don't go over there, it won't help, you'll just die in vain!"

Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath, knowing that dodging was pointless at this point. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and powerful Qi gushed out like a volcanic eruption, forming a series of defensive barriers in front of him.

"It's useless! In front of the 'Netherworld Blood Evil', any defense is like paper!" The Black Evil Demon King laughed wildly and pushed his hands forward.

The black torrent instantly engulfed Ren Xiaoyao. No matter how hard he tried to mobilize his Qi, he couldn't stop the erosion of this force. He felt as if his body was being torn apart, and the intense pain almost made him faint.

"Xiaoyao!" Xia Lin cried out in despair, tears blurring her eyes.

At this moment, an old and majestic voice suddenly sounded in the valley: "Heisha, stop!"

The sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the valley. The Black Demon King's face changed, and he had to stop what he was doing and turn to look in the direction of the sound.

An old man in a golden robe slowly descended from the sky. He had white hair and a white beard, and a kind face, but his eyes gleamed with a gleam that made one dare not look directly at him.

"True Lord Jiuyang!" the Black Demon King gnashed his teeth and said, "You're not dead yet!"

True Lord Jiuyang's gaze swept across the devastated valley, finally landing on Ren Xiaoyao. He frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, and a gentle force enveloped Ren Xiaoyao, preventing the "Netherworld Blood Evil" from further encroaching.

"Cough cough..." Ren Xiaoyao coughed violently a few times, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he still tried hard to open his eyes, wanting to see everything in front of him clearly.

Jiuyang Zhenjun said slowly: "Xiaoyao, are you okay?"

Ren Xiaoyao shook his head and was about to speak when he suddenly felt his vision go dark and his body fell backwards weakly...

"Brother Xiaoyao!" Xia Lin exclaimed, rushing over recklessly...

Xia Lin desperately called out Ren Xiaoyao's name, tears streaming down her face like pearls from a broken string. The moment Ren Xiaoyao was swallowed by the black fog, her heart felt as if an invisible hand were gripping her, making it nearly impossible to breathe. In her heart, Ren Xiaoyao had always been a towering hero, omnipotent. But this time, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness, a fear that he would leave her forever.

The ethereal fairy groaned, her face pale. She had been straining to maintain her shield, hoping to block the onslaught of the Netherworld Blood Evil, but the force was too overwhelming, and her shield shattered like paper in an instant. The aftermath of the spell sent her blood surging, and a mouthful of blood surged up her throat, which she swallowed forcefully.

The appearance of True Lord Jiuyang brought a glimmer of hope to this hopeless situation. He pulled Ren Xiaoyao out of the black fog, but Ren Xiaoyao's condition was not optimistic. His face was as pale as paper, his breath was weak, and his eyes, which had once been bright and lively, were now closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

"Brother Xiaoyao!" Xia Lin rushed to Ren Xiaoyao's side and held his hand tightly. His hand was cold and lifeless. She shook Ren Xiaoyao desperately, crying, "Wake up! Look at me! Didn't you promise to protect me forever? You can't break your promise..."

However, Ren Xiaoyao showed no reaction, as if he couldn't hear her cries at all. The ethereal fairy came to Xia Lin, gently patted her shoulder, and said softly, "Xia Lin, calm down. True Lord Jiuyang is healing Ren Xiaoyao. He'll be fine..."

Even so, she knew that with the domineering power of the Netherworld Blood Demon, Ren Xiaoyao was probably already...

True Lord Jiuyang frowned, closed his eyes, and kept changing the spells with his hands. Streams of pure true energy were continuously input into Ren Xiaoyao's body. However, the "Netherworld Blood Evil" in Ren Xiaoyao's body was like a maggot attached to his bones, madly devouring his vitality.

"How could this happen..." True Lord Jiuyang opened his eyes, his face filled with shock. He muttered to himself, "This power, even I can't expel it..."

Before he could finish his words, the unconscious Ren Xiaoyao's fingers twitched slightly... Ren Xiaoyao's consciousness struggled in chaos. He felt as if he were in endless darkness, without a trace of light or sound. He wanted to shout, but no sound came out. He wanted to move his limbs, but his body felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

After an unknown amount of time, a flash of light suddenly flashed through his mind, and then countless images flooded back like a tide. He recalled his first day in the game world, facing the unfamiliar environment and unknown challenges, filled with confusion and fear. He remembered his first encounter with Xia Lin, that kind and beautiful girl who had illuminated his life like a ray of sunshine. He remembered how he had repeatedly teetered on the brink of life and death, ultimately defeating powerful enemies with unwavering faith and unyielding will...

"No, I can't give up like this!" Ren Xiaoyao's consciousness gradually regained consciousness, and a strong desire to survive surged from deep within his heart. "I still have a lot to do. I still have to protect Xia Lin, and I still have to become a strong man in this world!"

He tried hard to open his eyes, but found his eyelids as if they were pressed down by a thousand-pound rock, and he couldn't open them. He tried to mobilize all the strength in his body, and the true energy in his dantian surged like boiling magma. A powerful force he had never felt before surged from deep within his body. It was the mysterious power he had felt at the entrance to the inheritance.

"Break it for me!" Ren Xiaoyao roared in his heart, mobilizing all the strength in his body to attack the "Netherworld Blood Evil" that was corroding his body.

True Lord Jiuyang had already felt despair, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a powerful force erupting from Ren Xiaoyao's body. The power was so strong that it even frightened him.

"This is..." True Lord Jiuyang looked at Ren Xiaoyao in disbelief. Could it be that...

At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao, who had kept his eyes tightly closed, suddenly moved his fingers...

Ren Xiaoyao's fingers trembled slightly, like a flickering candle in a violent storm. Though faint, it brought a glimmer of hope. Seeing this, True Lord Jiuyang's previously dim eyes suddenly lit up with a glimmer of hope. He formed seals with his hands and continuously channeled his own true energy into Ren Xiaoyao's body, hoping to lend him a helping hand.

"Xiaoyao, hold on, you will definitely be able to defeat this evil force!" The voice of True Lord Jiuyang echoed in Ren Xiaoyao's ears, as if it came from the distant sky.

However, the Black Demon King's "Netherworld Blood Evil" was far too powerful, and Ren Xiaoyao's resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, appearing incredibly fragile. His inner Qi rapidly dissipated under the erosion of the "Netherworld Blood Evil," and his once rosy complexion gradually turned as pale as paper. Beads of sweat slid down his forehead, evaporating in the blink of an eye.

"Haha, Ren Xiaoyao, your struggles are in vain!" The Black Demon King looked at Ren Xiaoyao's painful appearance and showed a ferocious smile on his face. "Submit to me obediently and become my puppet. I can give you supreme power!"

"Dream on!" Ren Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and uttered the two words with difficulty. His eyes were full of indomitable spirit and resistance.

"Hmph, if you don't accept my toast, you'll have to pay me back!" The Black Demon King snorted coldly, "Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After saying that, the Black Demon King increased the output of "Netherworld Blood Evil". Ren Xiaoyao's body began to tremble violently, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and the world in front of him turned blood red.

"Master..." Ren Xiaoyao muttered to himself, Xia Lin's gentle smile appearing in his mind, "I'm sorry, I... I might have to break my promise..."

"Brother Xiaoyao..." Xia Lin, who was far away, saw Ren Xiaoyao's life hanging by a thread, and her heart was broken. She wanted to rush over to save him, but was held tightly by the ethereal fairy.

"Let me go! I want to save Brother Xiaoyao!" Xia Lin cried, tears blurring her eyes.

"Lin'er, calm down!" said the ethereal fairy in a deep voice, "If you go over now, you'll only die in vain!"

"But……"

"Believe in him, he will definitely defeat evil!" The ethereal fairy's eyes were firm, and her tone was full of unquestionable certainty.

However, just as the Dark Demon King's "Netherworld Blood Evil" was about to completely devour Ren Xiaoyao, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly felt his consciousness enter an ethereal state, and he seemed to see an endless starry sky...

"here it is……"