Spiritual pet cultivates immortality, villain sacrifices to heaven

Ning Changkong looked at the person who came, he must be someone close to Zhan Pingzhi.

Looking at the large sacrificial array that had closed up in the sky, Ning Changkong forced himself to calm down.

It was impossible to escape, and there was Feng Lingyun who was a celestial being by his side, even if he escaped from the Spirit City, he would not be able to escape Feng Lingyun's palm.

And they really regarded him as the reincarnation of the Demon Lord. Since they were for the Lord, they would not do them any harm, otherwise they would have killed him on the way.

But Feng Lingyun in front of him just wanted to be a puppet himself.

It seems that the demons are not under his control, he needs himself, just like Cao Cao coerced the emperor to make the princes.

As for the sacrificial formation to activate the Demon Lord, Feng Lingyun will not let the Demon Lord appear who is too powerful. Now he only needs to delay the time until Master finds out and comes to rescue him.

If you procrastinate, then act.

Ning Changkong said angrily, "Let him go!"

"Hahaha!" Feng Lingyun is in a very good mood today. He once bowed his head and bowed his head in front of the demon king. Today, if he wants to help him become a demon, he must torture him vigorously.

And when he succeeds, the Demon Lord has to thank him, and in order to survive, he has to kneel at his feet and become his apprentice.

And he is the existence of the Supreme Emperor.

"Master Mozun in the future, you can't let it go. This is the person who raised you. Without his help, how could you become a demon?"

"Let go of Pingzhi, you bad guys!" The old man took his own crutches and hit the person holding him.

Ning Changkong suddenly felt a little pathetic. The old man must have been sincerely kind to Zhan Pingzhi. At this time, as a mortal, he dared to brandish a crutch to beat a cultivator.

Even if he tried his best to act, the poor old man would still be killed.

I don't know what kind of scene Zhan Pingzhi will see when he sees such a scene here.

Ning Changkong learned that he was arrested as the reincarnation of the demon king, but he didn't hate Zhan Pingzhi for pitting himself.

If the real Demon Lord is reincarnated, it will definitely bring huge changes to the Yunhuan Continent.

But now he is the reincarnation of the Demon Race he was supposed to be.

No matter what, he will not become the future Demon Lord.

He had hatred in his heart, but it was only against his enemy, the Ning family.

Before crossing over, he grew up in love and pity, and he was the flower of the motherland in the peaceful and prosperous age.

Traveling over and inheriting the memories and emotions of the original owner, but it doesn't affect his heart is still so soft.

"I don't know him, so it's useless to kill him. Don't kill innocent people indiscriminately." Seeing Feng Lingyun laughing arrogantly, Ning Changkong suddenly lost the fun of acting.

Even if Feng Lingyun killed everyone Zhan Pingzhi knew in front of him, at most he would think Feng Lingyun was cruel.

But make him a demon?

This object is not right, at most I can't bear it, I just feel uncomfortable and angry when I see it.

"It's too late to pretend not to know each other now!" Feng Lingyun waved his hand, and the old man flew up to the altar, a light blade flashed past, and the old man's head was separated.

Blood sprayed Ning Changkong's face again.

Ning Changkong shook his head, shaking off some of the blood on his face, and cursed a few words with a little disgust.

"You are very hard-hearted, you are worthy of being the reincarnation of our Demon Lord!"

Ning Changkong's indifference made Feng Lingyun think about it on his own.

The formation was activated, and the blood had already filled the altar under Ning Changkong's body, which was carved with grooves with complicated patterns.

A purple light penetrated the blood on the altar and shone from the patterns.

Ning Changkong, who was covered in blood, suddenly felt a suffocating force oppressing his whole body.

He struggled, unable to move other than turning his head.

Strands of lavender light covered the altar, and a ray of light mist enveloped Ning Changkong, and began to seep into his skin from his pores.

Ning Changkong felt goosebumps all over his body when he felt the itching. Something was getting into his body. He circulated his spiritual power and found that the suppressed spiritual power was like a glass mirror in Linghai, unable to move even a single wave.

"Let me go!" Ning Changkong yelled, although he knew it was futile, but yelling could relieve the pain.

The formation graphics under him began to twist, making a sound like grinding teeth.

The purple light is getting brighter and deeper.

purple, deep purple.....

More and more purple gas not only invaded from his skin, but also began to enter the body from the mouth and nose in large quantities.

Ning Changkong quickly shut his mouth tightly, but the purple gas entered from his nasal cavity.

Unless you're not breathing.

He didn't know how long he could hold his breath when his spiritual power couldn't work.

The gas wanted to rush into his eyes, so he quickly closed them.

Even so, the deeper and deeper purple still entered from his skin.

His body is like a big sponge, and the purple gas is like that water.

Auditory hallucinations began to appear in Ning Changkong's ears.

"Son, don't die!" "Ma'am, hold on until the doctor comes, ah! I won't live alone even if you die!"

Waves of sadness hit Ning Changkong, it was not his feelings, but someone else's.

"I don't want to die~" "Help me!" "Help!" This is fear, countless fears rushed into Ning Changkong's mind, who is calling for help?Who is afraid?

Ning Changkong was very annoyed by these voices, the skin on his body had been covered with deeper and darker purple, and his blood had gradually changed from red to darker, and was gradually infiltrated by purple.

In the world outside Lingcheng, many cities have become a purgatory.

People in the city who got the news and moved away looked at the city covered by the light mask, and those who refused to move out were crying for help in fear.

But no one can save them.

Outside Jialong City, the ancestor of the Beast Sect watched the people who had no time to evacuate, and closed their eyes unbearably.

He found that the more he attacked the formation, the more people died the faster.

They had to give up.

Scenes of tragedies took place in the main cities in the southwest of Yunfan Continent.

The large and small cities on two-thirds of the entire Yunfan Continent were shrouded in light.

Standing on Fuyi's shoulders, Lin Chuyue couldn't help being anxious like ants on a hot pot after passing through these miserable cities, "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

If you go late, you can only collect Ning Changkong's body!That damn turtle grandson dared to hurt him, Uncle Ning!

When her cultivation base improves, catch them one by one and destroy them!

For the first time, Lin Chuyue desperately hoped that she could become stronger, so she didn't have to step on Fu Yi's shoulders, and had to watch him do things, and she couldn't do anything.

In Lingcheng, the screams and mournful cries were deafening.

The madness of monks.

Madness.

Tian Yanzong's own people were all fooled.

The suzerain of the Tianyan Sect watched the people die, and a group of monks blocked their Tianyan Sect's monks, and their eyes turned red one by one.

Anyway, they are all going to die, let's die together, this is the counterattack of some crazy monks.

It was Tianyanzong who asked them to come to the competition, and now something happened, Tianyanzong is mainly responsible.

"Stop it, our suzerain is trapped in the formation. It was not done by our Tianyan sect. Let's find the culprit together, find the eye of the formation, destroy the eye of the formation, and escape together!"

"Our internal friction here can only make relatives hurt enemies faster!"

Leng Tianrui shouted loudly.

Don't fight to the death before being completely sacrificed by the formation.

"Yes, the suzerain and the three elders of Tianyan Sect are here! It cannot be done by Tianyan Sect, let's listen to Sect Master Leng!"

"How do you break this formation eye? Does Sect Master Leng have a way to break it?"

The killers came to their senses one after another. If they could break through the formation, they, the monks, would definitely be able to get out alive.

Leng Tianrui's heart was heavy, Tian Wuzong once told them to sacrifice the grand formation, but the ancestor said that was alarmist, so he gave up the inspection.

Unexpectedly, Tianwuzong didn't lie to him, it was the ancestor who lied to him.

It's a pity that the blueprint has been taken away by the ancestor.

The originally chaotic group of monks gradually woke up and began to gather together to find a way.

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On the altar, the dark purple light curtain has turned black.

Ning Changkong seemed to be immersed in black ink.

The intense negative emotions of thousands of human beings appeared in Ning Changkong's mind.

He howled in pain, "Go away! Go away! Go away, all of you!"

He can't save himself, don't shout for help in his ears, boundless fear surges towards him, it's not his fear, it's the fear of others.

And the unbearable pain, the pain of losing a loved one, the pain of being physically and mentally broken.

Ning Changkong could feel their pain and was unwilling to panic, and he himself was also affected.

His skin had turned from white to purple.

The blood in the body also began to turn black and purple.

His heart was beating violently, like a ball being slapped, almost jumping out of his chest.

There were too many emotions, which made it difficult for Ning Changkong to bear.

More and more negative emotions came rushing in, he could only absorb them passively, and he couldn't refuse even if he wanted to.

This body is like a big sponge on the altar, absorbing.Even his own body changed color.

"Master, save me!"

At this time, Ning Changkong very much hoped that Fu Yi would come to save him.

I wonder if he sensed that he was in danger?

How long has it been since the sacrifice?

He didn't want to die yet, he had promised to take revenge on the original body, but the revenge had not yet been taken.

He felt that his head would be swollen, and his wide eyes were already red and purple.

Veins burst out all over his body, enduring the negative energy forced into his body by tens of thousands of people.

It's a mental erosion.

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Fu Yi brings Hui Hui to the outside of Lingcheng.

Lingcheng has fallen into chaos.

Cultivated monks attacked the sacrificial formation on the city wall, but their spiritual power was imprisoned, and their attack power was only a little bit stronger than ordinary people.

"Feng Lingyun! Come out!" Fu Yi's voice sounded in the sky above Lingcheng.

"Fu Yi?!" Feng Lingyun couldn't torture Ning Changkong's body, and found that killing Ning Changkong couldn't change him. He was on the verge of going berserk, when he heard Fu Yi's voice, he was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly laughed again, Feng Lingyun flew into the air, looked at Fu Yi outside the formation, and said with a smile: "Friend Fu."

"Return my apprentice!" Fu Yi's whole body was released, his clothes were windless and his hair fluttered.

"Your apprentice? Why did you come to me when you were looking for an apprentice?" Feng Lingyun laughed.

Fu Yi looked at Ning Changkong on the altar, looked at the formation that had already been activated, formed seals with both hands, and slapped towards the formation.

"Boom" sounded like thunder on the sacrificial array.

Layer after layer of halos in the formation oscillated around the wing like water waves.

Lingcheng shook violently like an earthquake.

Many mortals died screaming.

This is the vitality drawn by the large formation.

Ning Changkong looked at the master high in the sky from the altar and smiled, and the master finally arrived.

I don't know if I can escape this time.

His current skin was almost torn apart by the black substance, the capillaries had ruptured, and the dark purple blood spread all over his body, connecting with the blood on the altar.

One after another, black silk threads climbed up and entered Ning Changkong's body.

"No, you are not my son!"

"You are not Pingzhi, who are you?"

The voice of questioning disappeared among the many voices!

The sky above Lingcheng.

Feng Lingyun was so angry that he gritted his teeth, he sacrificed well, why did Fu Yi, an old man, come out to make trouble, and asked him for an apprentice, and started fighting if he didn't agree with each other.

"Fellow Taoist, you..."

"Boom!" Two palms in succession, shaking the spirit city.

There was a lot of movement on the altar of Lingcheng. The lord of Tianyan Sect, who was originally blocked, killed the two guards who were blocking the door, and entered the square of the altar.

I saw the black demonic energy on the altar churning, and a young man was struggling on the altar.

"Get out!" Several people dressed as hunters blocked his way.

"who are you?"

Looking at the outsiders with ferocious faces, Leng Tianrui couldn't believe that there were outsiders entering the forbidden area of ​​the sect.

Several demon cultivators were originally sharing the demonic energy, but were disturbed by Leng Tianrui who suddenly entered, each of them showed ferocious faces, and the demonic energy surged all over their bodies.

"You are demons?!" Leng Tianrui was startled, how could demons appear?

Wasn't it suppressed in the Demon Land 10 years ago?

When did they run out?And who is the person on the altar?

Why did they open the altar here?

Thinking of the ancestor's stop him from exploring the sacrificial array, and took away the blueprint.

Demons are now appearing in the forbidden area.

All this shows that he was betrayed!

Their ancestors are the big guys behind the demons.

He didn't understand how a human race would seek refuge with the demon race, and he was already a giant.

Before he could figure it out, several demons had already shot at him.

The cultivation base of the demon clan who absorbed a large amount of magic energy has greatly increased, and they have a steady stream of magic energy to absorb.

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