Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Fairy Liuyun died.

Only after she died did she realize that so many people cared about her.

But she couldn't see it.

She was finally quiet, no longer the crazy, mentally unstable mad woman in the eyes of the world.

She lay in Ye Xiaochuan's arms, like a sleeping child.

Fairy Liuyun's life was a wonderful life, a legendary life.

The first place in the Duantian Cliff Fight, the leader of the ten fairies in the world, and in love with the ghost king Ye Tianxing of the Demon Sect Ghost Xuan Sect...

People always like to say good things to the dead.

A moment ago, most people thought that Fairy Liuyun's assassination of Qiankunzi in public was an unforgivable sin.

Now, they are all saying good things to Fairy Liuyun in their hearts.

Fairy Liuyun did not die under Qiankunzi's palm, but died under the silver needle infected with the poisonous Banrihong.

Many people would not have thought that Qiankun Zhenren, the first person in the righteous way of the world, actually hid a poison needle in his palm. This is definitely not what a gentleman does.

Therefore, many people looked down on Qian Kunzi.

There were many people kneeling around Fairy Liuyun. Except for Tianwen and the Qin brothers, almost all the others were from the Ghost Xuan Sect of the Demon Cult.

The ghost slave said in a sad voice: "Respectfully send Madam to meet the Ghost King!"

Brahma cried: "Respectfully send Master's wife to meet Master!"

There were many people from the Ghost Xuan Sect crying for Fairy Liuyun.

Those who knelt and cried in front of Fairy Liuyun in this situation shed sincere and sad tears.

Ye Xiaochuan was also crying, and his tears were like the Milky Way bursting through the dam, pouring out of his eyes.

However, he did not shout.

He seemed to be afraid of startling his mother in his arms, and just called in a very gentle tone: "Mom, mom, wake up, take another look at Xiaochuan."

When a person dies, it is like a lamp going out. The soul of Fairy Liuyun should have gone to the underworld. How could she hear his soft call?

If the storyteller was not in the back mountain to revive Yuan Xiaolou at this moment, but was on the top of the mountain, there might be hope.

Who can save her now?

Ye Xiaochuan called out softly for so many times that his voice gradually became louder and more shrill.

Even his eyes gradually turned red.

"Mother!"

This mother was almost a shout.

Then there was another one.

The voices were louder and more painful.

"Ah...ah..."

Ye Xiaochuan roared like a beast in his throat, his expression was distorted with pain, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

The people around were moved by this.

It seemed that everyone could feel the heart-wrenching pain of this man at this moment.

"Xiaochuan!"

Zuo Qiu saw Ye Xiaochuan's heartbroken look, burst into tears, rushed over and hugged Ye Xiaochuan from behind.

She hoped that she could share the pain with Ye Xiaochuan.

At the same time, in the Samsara Hall, Yun Qiyou, who was sitting cross-legged in the air, seemed to feel the pain of her beloved man.

She struggled to open her eyes and shouted, "Xiaochuan! Xiaochuan!"

Li Ziye, who was casting a spell, was shocked. Yun Qiyou's agitation at this time would only worsen her injuries.

Li Ziye pointed his finger, and a soft light enveloped Yun Qiyou. Yun Qiyou's body slowly softened and closed her eyes again.

On the viewing platform, Taoist Yunhe, who was standing next to Yu Jizi, suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He looked down and saw that the Wufeng Sword he had collected from Ye Xiaochuan was trembling and seemed to be ready to be unsheathed at any time.

Taoist Yunhe quickly pressed the hilt of the sword and controlled the Wufeng Sword.

He was very surprised. Ye Xiaochuan's eight meridians had been sealed. How could he still sense the Wufeng Sword?

He whispered to Yu Jizi: "Brother, look."

Yu Jizi glanced at the trembling Wufeng Sword and said: "Give me the Pluto Flag and the jade slip."

Taoist Yunhe nodded and took out the Pluto Flag and the jade slip from his arms.

Yu Jizi valued the jade slip that recorded the six reincarnation formations of Cangyun Sect the most. He immediately put the two things away.

He said: "Junior Brother Yunhe, this sword is extraordinary. Keep an eye on it and don't let anything happen."

It was very strange. Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation was sealed, but his heart-wrenching roar seemed to be driven by the true essence and spiritual power, resounding over the sky of the Samsara Peak. Everyone could hear the pain of this man!

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Why! Why! Why!"

Ye Xiaochuan shouted "Why" three times in a row, not knowing whether he was asking the sky or asking this person.

A wave of air was stimulated from his body, and Zuo Qiu, who was holding him tightly, was caught off guard and was directly washed away by the wave of air.

Many people around were also shocked by the air wave and retreated one after another.

The wind suddenly blew, and people could hardly open their eyes.

Even the space around Ye Xiaochuan became distorted, like water waves.

Qian Kunzi suddenly shouted: "This evildoer actually broke through the qi meridian restriction, and the evil spirit entered his body, and he has become a demon. Quickly control him!"

Yu Jizi also felt bad.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't know how he broke through the qi meridian restriction.

He immediately gave an order to reseal Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation.

Until now, Yu Jizi still didn't want to kill Ye Xiaochuan.

The elite disciples of Cangyun Sect who had rushed to the viewing platform with Ning Xiangruo and others before received the order and swarmed up.

Yaoguang and the others didn't know that these people wanted to seal Ye Xiaochuan's meridians. Seeing these people rushing forward, they thought they were coming to kill Ye Xiaochuan.

Yaoguang directly poked the middle fingers of both hands into the holes on both sides of the Tianlei Bomb on her knees.

Electric snakes whistled out from the holes in front, and there were dozens of them, which directly forced the Cangyun Sect disciples to retreat.

The ghost slave shouted: "Protect the young master!"

Gesang also shouted: "Protect Master Ye!"

Princess Xiaoqi held the Hunyuan short stick and pointed at the Cangyun disciples who wanted to rush again and roared: "Whoever dares to come up, I will kill him!"

Even Zuo Qiu drew out the Chixiao Divine Sword.

The ghost girl didn't expect the matter to be so serious. Ye Xiaochuan's mother died, and these people seemed to want to kill Ye Xiaochuan.

She shouted: "Yujizi, my second sister Xuanying has said that if you dare to hurt Ye Xiaochuan and his mother, she will never let you go!"

However, the situation has been out of control and it is not something Yujizi can control.

When the last rays of sunset fell, Ye Xiaochuan gently put down the Fairy Liuyun in his arms, tidied her clothes, and brushed the hair off her cheek.

Then, he slowly stood up.

The space around him was distorted and fluctuating.

He stood in the distorted space, slowly raised his head, and revealed his distorted cheek.

His eyes were redder than blood, and his eyes were full of strong murderous intent, staring at Qiankunzi.

The violent air pressure burst out from his body, and even a blind person could see that he broke through the qi meridian restriction in extreme sadness and pain.

When everyone was stunned, Ye Xiaochuan slowly stretched out his right arm, and his right hand was from palm to claw.

The distorted space patterns around him suddenly seemed to be controlled by a mysterious force, and quickly flowed towards Ye Xiaochuan's right hand.

Slowly formed a sword.

The sword body was dark yellow, and it was engraved with ghost cloud text. It turned out to be the Qingming Divine Sword!