"Don't be afraid..." Wen Lang's voice fell, and it didn't have the slightest soothing effect, but made people's hairs stand on end.
Feng Yangye gritted his teeth and tried to escape powerlessly, but after climbing a few steps, he was grabbed by a big hand. He tried to pull Feng Banyuan in panic, but was pulled up even harder, causing his eyes to be full. Tears screamed and struggled: "Don't touch me... I won't go... let me go..."
"Hush... Be good, don't cry, your second uncle's soul is in my hands, if you make trouble again, I will really kill your second uncle, do you hear me?" Fuxi whispered in Feng Yangye's ear coldly, Casually opened the formation behind Feng Banyuan and made that body bear a few strands of heavenly punishment.
Feng Banyuan's body was slowly corroded into bones, but as long as the soul is still there, there is still a chance to survive... Feng Yangye looked at Fuxi gritting his teeth, choking his voice, fear and anger suppressed him, he His whole body was shaking with anger, and tears were falling down uncontrollably.
"You are so obedient," the Emperor raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Feng Yangye's face, and touched his browbones and eyes with his fingers, his voice was gentle and gentle, like a kind elder gossiping with his younger generation: "Your eyes ……very nice……"
"Don't..." Feng Yangye stared at him and shrank back, fear rose in his heart and wanted to break free, the corners of Fuxi's mouth slightly raised, and he dug a finger into his eye socket...
"Ah..." The screams were covered by the chaos, and no one could hear the continuous voices of pain and despair.
The Human Sovereign walked out of the chaos, with blood on his robes, and the empty eye sockets now had a pair of eyes full of immortality, without any trace of repair, and combined with his majestic and handsome face, The whole person reveals a gentle and noble elegance.
"Uh huh..." He held a thin Xianxiu in his arms, and let out a faint groan. There were two terrifying blood holes on his pale face, which made people dare not stop looking.
……
200 years is neither too long nor too short for a monk. You can forget many things, but it cannot be regarded as passing by in the blink of an eye...
The four states and eight seas, and the West Paradise Fairy Court were exceptionally peaceful during this period of time, with no evil spirits or ghosts appearing.
The place where the gods of the ancient fairy court originated, shrouded in thick fog, there is a dark water prison under the god's mansion that no one cares about.
The handsome and majestic Emperor Renhuang was wearing a black long-swinging ancient costume, and walked slowly on the steps leading to the water prison. Behind him were two hollow hanging lanterns, illuminating the muddy water in the water prison.
A skinny Xianxiu leaned against the innermost edge of the pool, his wet hair covered his face in a mess, his shoulder blades on both sides were pierced by iron chains, fixing him in the pool, it seemed that his breath had reached its peak Yuan Jing, however, was extremely weak, with many bruises on his body.
The Human Sovereign walked over step by step, stepped on the water and knelt down in front of the fairy cultivator, and held his face in his hands. His face was so thin that his cheeks were sunken, his face was pale and his eyes had been gouged out, it was so miserable that it made people stunned. He took a breath but could still see his handsome appearance.
"Before I was too naughty, now it's so nice, be quiet, you have to know, it's not a good boy who is afraid of water and likes to resist me," while Fuxi was speaking, Jinxian moved his face away from his hand, and looked at The surface of the water is also unwilling to face him.
"Hmph..." Human Sovereign smiled, looked at him with warm eyes, put his big hand on his shoulder, and touched his back with his fingertips, the golden light jumped up, Xianxiu trembled, and soon appeared on his body More bruises.
The iron chain was pulled by his struggle, another smear of blood was stained in the water, Feng Yangye's face wrinkled into a ball and moaned weakly, Fuxi looked at his painful appearance, and coldly opened all the formations.
The spiritual power in Xianxiu's dantian was drawn out in large quantities, and turned into a spiritual spring-like healing power that flowed into the Emperor's body, and new flesh grew out of many bone-like wounds on the body under the robe.
After a few quarters of an hour, Feng Yangye couldn't move even after struggling. Human Sovereign took out a medicine bottle, and poured out two black pills exuding magic energy.
"Eat it," Renhuang said softly with a kind smile on his face, and handed the pill to Feng Yangye's mouth. Jinxian didn't move for a long time, Fuxi raised his eyebrows lightly, whispered alone, and stuffed the medicine into Jinxian. In Xiankou, "Almost forgot again, you can't hear anymore..."
The bitter elixir was slowly swallowed by Feng Yangye between his lips and tongue, and fell into his stomach, turning into ferocious demonic energy, which was ground into his dantian by a large array from his body. He resisted Fuxi, but he never resisted his cultivation from the beginning to the end... Fuxi He didn't know why he wanted to improve his cultivation, but he also needed to become stronger.
Shui Wufeng never came, the head waited for a long time, and he couldn't count the time... He missed him very much and wanted to find him.
Ren Huang left the water prison, leaving behind a darkness, but it was no different to Feng Yangye, his consciousness was sealed in his body by the iron chain behind his back, his eyes were gouged out, and his eardrums were peeled off, he sat in the water prison, nothing could happen. Can't see, can't hear anything...even the range of action is only a small area.
Demonic energy surged in Chaodantian, the golden pill seemed to be thrown into the furnace and was smashed and rebuilt again and again, Feng Yangye frowned and grabbed his clothes tightly and moaned, the golden pill was tempered like this Severe pain cannot be used to.
The speed of practice for hundreds of years can be described as terrifying, and now he has encountered a bottleneck. It is the foundation that his Taoist companion carefully helped him to forge when he ascended to immortality to ascend to the early stage of Guiyuan.
Everyone in the world knows that if you encounter a bottleneck in your practice, you should not continue to practice forcefully. Forced practice is easy to become a demon, but Fuxi didn't want to give Feng Yangye time to consolidate his cultivation. As the end of the war is approaching, he can't delay for a moment. As far as he is concerned, this son only needs to raise his realm to share the punishment. As long as he doesn't die, it doesn't matter whether he is possessed or not.
The elixir melted completely, a large amount of spiritual power poured into the dantian, and the golden elixir that had been shattered several times before it could recover was crushed again. Feng Yangye opened his mouth and groaned, and soon fell into a coma from torture. In the past, when he was in a coma, the golden amber core was slowly reshaped, and there was an imperceptible scarlet color in it.
I don't know how long it took for him to wake up, the helpless and confused expression disappeared for a moment, Feng Yangye moved his body to lean against the shore, there was a rag doll that was about to shatter, it was he who resisted like crazy, Fuxi finally What Ken left for him, the iron chain was stretched and straightened during the action. He could barely lean his head next to the puppet, raised his hand to feel for the puppet, and gently stroked the corners of his mouth.
Twelve is not dead yet...he won't die...he should have just been injured, where is the seal, if he doesn't come to him, he can still go to him, Feng Yangye murmured in his heart to comfort himself , his mind is full of monsters, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is very clear... Thinking of that smile, his heart hurts to the point of despair, but he also reveals a smile...
Feng Yangye gritted his teeth and tried to escape powerlessly, but after climbing a few steps, he was grabbed by a big hand. He tried to pull Feng Banyuan in panic, but was pulled up even harder, causing his eyes to be full. Tears screamed and struggled: "Don't touch me... I won't go... let me go..."
"Hush... Be good, don't cry, your second uncle's soul is in my hands, if you make trouble again, I will really kill your second uncle, do you hear me?" Fuxi whispered in Feng Yangye's ear coldly, Casually opened the formation behind Feng Banyuan and made that body bear a few strands of heavenly punishment.
Feng Banyuan's body was slowly corroded into bones, but as long as the soul is still there, there is still a chance to survive... Feng Yangye looked at Fuxi gritting his teeth, choking his voice, fear and anger suppressed him, he His whole body was shaking with anger, and tears were falling down uncontrollably.
"You are so obedient," the Emperor raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Feng Yangye's face, and touched his browbones and eyes with his fingers, his voice was gentle and gentle, like a kind elder gossiping with his younger generation: "Your eyes ……very nice……"
"Don't..." Feng Yangye stared at him and shrank back, fear rose in his heart and wanted to break free, the corners of Fuxi's mouth slightly raised, and he dug a finger into his eye socket...
"Ah..." The screams were covered by the chaos, and no one could hear the continuous voices of pain and despair.
The Human Sovereign walked out of the chaos, with blood on his robes, and the empty eye sockets now had a pair of eyes full of immortality, without any trace of repair, and combined with his majestic and handsome face, The whole person reveals a gentle and noble elegance.
"Uh huh..." He held a thin Xianxiu in his arms, and let out a faint groan. There were two terrifying blood holes on his pale face, which made people dare not stop looking.
……
200 years is neither too long nor too short for a monk. You can forget many things, but it cannot be regarded as passing by in the blink of an eye...
The four states and eight seas, and the West Paradise Fairy Court were exceptionally peaceful during this period of time, with no evil spirits or ghosts appearing.
The place where the gods of the ancient fairy court originated, shrouded in thick fog, there is a dark water prison under the god's mansion that no one cares about.
The handsome and majestic Emperor Renhuang was wearing a black long-swinging ancient costume, and walked slowly on the steps leading to the water prison. Behind him were two hollow hanging lanterns, illuminating the muddy water in the water prison.
A skinny Xianxiu leaned against the innermost edge of the pool, his wet hair covered his face in a mess, his shoulder blades on both sides were pierced by iron chains, fixing him in the pool, it seemed that his breath had reached its peak Yuan Jing, however, was extremely weak, with many bruises on his body.
The Human Sovereign walked over step by step, stepped on the water and knelt down in front of the fairy cultivator, and held his face in his hands. His face was so thin that his cheeks were sunken, his face was pale and his eyes had been gouged out, it was so miserable that it made people stunned. He took a breath but could still see his handsome appearance.
"Before I was too naughty, now it's so nice, be quiet, you have to know, it's not a good boy who is afraid of water and likes to resist me," while Fuxi was speaking, Jinxian moved his face away from his hand, and looked at The surface of the water is also unwilling to face him.
"Hmph..." Human Sovereign smiled, looked at him with warm eyes, put his big hand on his shoulder, and touched his back with his fingertips, the golden light jumped up, Xianxiu trembled, and soon appeared on his body More bruises.
The iron chain was pulled by his struggle, another smear of blood was stained in the water, Feng Yangye's face wrinkled into a ball and moaned weakly, Fuxi looked at his painful appearance, and coldly opened all the formations.
The spiritual power in Xianxiu's dantian was drawn out in large quantities, and turned into a spiritual spring-like healing power that flowed into the Emperor's body, and new flesh grew out of many bone-like wounds on the body under the robe.
After a few quarters of an hour, Feng Yangye couldn't move even after struggling. Human Sovereign took out a medicine bottle, and poured out two black pills exuding magic energy.
"Eat it," Renhuang said softly with a kind smile on his face, and handed the pill to Feng Yangye's mouth. Jinxian didn't move for a long time, Fuxi raised his eyebrows lightly, whispered alone, and stuffed the medicine into Jinxian. In Xiankou, "Almost forgot again, you can't hear anymore..."
The bitter elixir was slowly swallowed by Feng Yangye between his lips and tongue, and fell into his stomach, turning into ferocious demonic energy, which was ground into his dantian by a large array from his body. He resisted Fuxi, but he never resisted his cultivation from the beginning to the end... Fuxi He didn't know why he wanted to improve his cultivation, but he also needed to become stronger.
Shui Wufeng never came, the head waited for a long time, and he couldn't count the time... He missed him very much and wanted to find him.
Ren Huang left the water prison, leaving behind a darkness, but it was no different to Feng Yangye, his consciousness was sealed in his body by the iron chain behind his back, his eyes were gouged out, and his eardrums were peeled off, he sat in the water prison, nothing could happen. Can't see, can't hear anything...even the range of action is only a small area.
Demonic energy surged in Chaodantian, the golden pill seemed to be thrown into the furnace and was smashed and rebuilt again and again, Feng Yangye frowned and grabbed his clothes tightly and moaned, the golden pill was tempered like this Severe pain cannot be used to.
The speed of practice for hundreds of years can be described as terrifying, and now he has encountered a bottleneck. It is the foundation that his Taoist companion carefully helped him to forge when he ascended to immortality to ascend to the early stage of Guiyuan.
Everyone in the world knows that if you encounter a bottleneck in your practice, you should not continue to practice forcefully. Forced practice is easy to become a demon, but Fuxi didn't want to give Feng Yangye time to consolidate his cultivation. As the end of the war is approaching, he can't delay for a moment. As far as he is concerned, this son only needs to raise his realm to share the punishment. As long as he doesn't die, it doesn't matter whether he is possessed or not.
The elixir melted completely, a large amount of spiritual power poured into the dantian, and the golden elixir that had been shattered several times before it could recover was crushed again. Feng Yangye opened his mouth and groaned, and soon fell into a coma from torture. In the past, when he was in a coma, the golden amber core was slowly reshaped, and there was an imperceptible scarlet color in it.
I don't know how long it took for him to wake up, the helpless and confused expression disappeared for a moment, Feng Yangye moved his body to lean against the shore, there was a rag doll that was about to shatter, it was he who resisted like crazy, Fuxi finally What Ken left for him, the iron chain was stretched and straightened during the action. He could barely lean his head next to the puppet, raised his hand to feel for the puppet, and gently stroked the corners of his mouth.
Twelve is not dead yet...he won't die...he should have just been injured, where is the seal, if he doesn't come to him, he can still go to him, Feng Yangye murmured in his heart to comfort himself , his mind is full of monsters, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is very clear... Thinking of that smile, his heart hurts to the point of despair, but he also reveals a smile...
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