The beauty of this deity is the best in the world of self-cultivation

The Yan Beast King's blood was throbbing, but he still forcibly suppressed the raging urge in his body. He sniffed the air carefully, and a hint of bewilderment flashed in the beast's eyes.

The unique fragrance of the Golden Scale Vine still lingers in the nostrils, making it ready to move -- but why does the smell belonging to the two monks also appear here? !

Could it be that they... are back again?

The huge body of the Flame Beast King trembled, but after all he couldn't restrain the desire for the Golden Scale Vine in his veins, so he tiptoed on his four hairy legs and moved in small steps.

However, the bloodstains on its body did not come out of thin air after all.This time the Flame Beast Secret Realm was opened, although most of the monks who came were only in the Golden Core Nascent Soul Realm, but with their aptitude and means, they were enough to fight against some of the Yin God Realm monks, not to mention that among the monks who came, many of them were What about the outstanding children cultivated by the big sects?

It had only entered the deep stream for less than a moment, and the door of the pool of water condensed lingered, and then more than a dozen monks heard the wind, and the breath that burst out was more than powerful!

The Flame Beast King obviously sensed the aura of the ants behind him who were gnawing at him—although he devoured many of his own race, won the opportunity to inherit the bloodline, and forcibly broke through to the peak of the Yin God, but in the end it was relying on external forces. , the blood in the body is mottled, only by finding the Golden Scale Vine and washing away the aura of other races mixed in its body, can it completely stabilize the realm in the realm of the Yin God... and even break through to the realm of the Yang God.

It was precisely because of this temptation that made the beast's heart sway, the Flame Beast King hesitated for a while, then opened his mouth, and spit out a golden-red hard object, which was brilliant and extraordinary.

It seemed to be reluctant to let go, but the sound of breaking wind behind him approached, and the Flame Beast King grunted a few times, then pushed the golden-red hard object to the entrance, and licked it with his sticky long tongue. After several sips, leaving behind a thick layer of smelly and sticky saliva, he jumped forward as if he was very satisfied, and swept into the depths of the deep ravine.

After it left, the golden-red hard object transformed into endless light, rendering the entire deep stream beautiful.

However, amidst the beautiful scenery, there are infinite murderous intentions hidden.

Ye Shangqiu's expression was slightly condensed, his black eyes were covered with frost, his delicate and glamorous eyebrows and eyes were reflected in the brilliant sunlight, the tear mole at the corner of his eyes was dotted on his snow-like skin, his eyelashes were drooping and raised, and his eyes were full of elegance.He held a few jade bottles in his hands, his slender fingers glowed like jade, hidden in the sleeves of the black robe, which attracted people's attention.

The glow lingered for a moment, then suddenly dissipated, the golden red color dimmed instantly, followed by several obscure auras, falling into the deep stream.

"Fellow daoists, there seems to be the aura of that evil animal here," the speaker paused, and then continued, "It should have fled inside."

Ye Shangqiu hides his figure, and with a sweep of his eyes, he can see everyone in the future.

There were about seven or eight people who came, most of them were in the Jindan realm, and only a few people had a deep breath, and they were in the Nascent Soul realm.

And the monk who spoke just now was dressed in a blue and white cassock, with elegant and handsome eyes, and a serious expression. His vigilant eyes swept across the deep stream, and the coercion of Master Yuanying could be seen at a glance: "That evil beast devours the same family, He even killed several disciples of my Youxian Palace, and I will avenge this revenge today."

His tone was very calm, but Tao Tian's anger was brewing.

And beside him, stood three monks who were also wearing blue and white cassocks, two men and one woman, surrounded by his side, their true energy was flowing, they were all good people.

Ye Shangqiu looked around, frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on a young man in blue and white cassock beside the Nascent Soul.

He looked like he was only at the late stage of Jindan, with a handsome appearance, soft eyebrows and eyes, and he looked like a gentleman, as gentle as jade.

...the appearance is somewhat familiar.

Ye Shangqiu frowned slightly, and a little weight came down from his body. The thick and slightly cool hair of the visitor fell behind his shoulders, intertwined with his long hair, and it was hard to tell them apart.

"Who is Master looking at?" A low voice with a smile came into the sea of ​​consciousness, Ye Shangqiu's ears were slightly warm, but his expression was serious.Eyes dyed like ink dots contain the meaning of frost and snow, and they seem to dance boundless fireworks, so beautiful that one can't help but want to drown in them.

"Get out." After taking the Concealing Breath Pill, Ye Shangren, who had concealed his figure and aura, moved, his consciousness flowing like a bonfire in the cold night, bringing a sound like melting snow.

"Is Master still blaming the disciple?" Shang Yuci's voice was low, and there seemed to be endless grievances in the deep and pleasant voice. Ye Shangqiu couldn't help pursing his thin lips, and his expression became colder.

Someone is here, don't move lightly.

Master Ye's long eyelashes lowered slightly, and Mozun's foot was trampled on, without mercy.

The Mozun let out a low "hiss", and was swallowed by the spell again.Those people stood in the deep stream, Ye Shangqiu and Shang Yuci were hidden around them, but they didn't attract any attention.

"Master is so ruthless." Even though he was no longer the young man who could act cute unscrupulously, Mozun still didn't show the slightest bit of shame, he still said pitifully, showing his misery and cuteness to the extreme.

Although his master was cold-hearted and indifferent, he was somewhat soft-hearted towards him.

Maybe more than a few points.

After he made a "pitiful" accusation, the force on his feet dissipated immediately—why is this person so cold-hearted and hot-hearted that people can't let go?

Shang Yuci stared at the ear of his master who was close at hand, Yubai's small and cute appearance, his eyes were slightly narrowed, but he didn't kiss directly.

It took a lot of effort to smooth out the blown fur on this little clouded leopard, so it's better to bear it for a while.

There is one more person by his side, even if this person controls his breath almost perfectly, but the cold and sharp aura that originated from Shang Yuci itself, perhaps even unknown to him, is combined with the light and slightly bitter Fanxiang , but it has always shown this person's extremely domineering sense of existence.

Ye Shangqiu held the jade bottle in his hand, his cold eyes moved slightly: "... Let go."

The cold tone seemed to be a little relaxed at first, but in an instant it seemed extremely indifferent.

Shang Yuci laughed a little, but took a step back according to his words, and stood by his side.

Ye Shangqiu's eyes fell on the Golden Core cultivator, but he finally confirmed his identity——

Shen Junqian, who once helped him in the secret realm of Chiang Rai, is also Huang Laoguai's proud disciple.

His appearance hasn't changed much from that year, even his expression hasn't changed much, but when Ye Shangqiu saw him for the first time, he only felt a little familiar. Really connect him with the youth in his memory.

Although Ye Shangqiu hurt the foundation of his soul back then, his memory did not fade like this.

Probably Shen Junqian had some encounters in these years.

Ye Shangqiu is not a righteous gentleman, but he doesn't have any bad thoughts towards those who have helped him.Shen Junqian is only a hundred years old now, and he is already in the late stage of Jindan, and the cassock on his body is also at the level of a high-grade spiritual weapon. His appearance is radiant, and he is not inferior in the slightest among dozens of talented monks, and he is more enlightened than he was back then Heart tough.The corners of Ye Shangqiu's lips pursed slightly, revealing a faint smile.

Heh, Master smiled for a wild man.

The Mozun's eyes were dimmed, with a murderous aura lingering in the corners of his eyes and brows, which made his gentle and handsome appearance even more sharp and murderous.

Forget it, at least he is an old friend of the master.

The murderous intent dissipated quietly, Ye Shangqiu felt something, and looked back at him——

Can't see.

The Hidden Breath Pill refined by Ye Shangren is extraordinary. After taking it, his body and breath are all hidden into nothingness, like a mass of naturally generated air, reverberating between heaven and earth, except for the supreme power or other means, The chances of an ordinary Golden Core Nascent Soul being aware of them are almost none.

Ye Shangqiu's finger was hooked.

Relying on his own higher realm, the rebel unscrupulously held his master's fingers, and the cool fingertips lightly brushed across Ye Shangqiu's white and thin skin, leaving a strange touch, which was fleeting.

But those people in the deep stream had already taken action, chasing the trail and fleeing in. Ye Shangqiu thought for a while, but didn't follow. took a look.

In front of him, the golden-red object spit out by the Flame Beast King had long since turned into a grayish gray color like earth and rocks, as if he had lost all inspiration, with a kind of gloomy twilight.

The Golden Flame Stone is a strange natural treasure that can only be cultivated by the Flame Beast King after accepting the bloodline inheritance——

Its function is only to create illusions, and the illusions created by the Golden Flame Stone are of extremely high quality, but the duration is not long, and it is most suitable for holding back the actions of such a group of heaven's favored ones.

After all... Once the Flame Beast King captures the Golden Scale Vine, all the miscellaneous things in its blood will be washed away under the medicinal power of the Golden Scale Vine. At that time, its blood will be pure and its realm will be stable. All the monks among them were wiped out!

After the Flame Beast King accepted the bloodline inheritance, his spiritual intelligence was obviously not low. It is not unreasonable that many young monks fell in the Flame Beast Mystery Realm in the previous life.

But the premise of all this depends on it being able to find the Golden Scale Vine and swallow it——

But now, with the addition of Ye Shangqiu and Shang Yuci's two variables, the Golden Scale Vine is already lying in Ye Shangqiu's storage ring, and the Yan Beast King's plan is bound to fail.

And the Flame Beast King who found out that he had been tricked...

A roar that resounded through the sky came from the deep stream, and the secret realm trembled, causing the expressions of the monks in the secret realm to change slightly, and they all set off towards this deep pool.

"What do you think, master?" Shang Yuci asked with a smile after hearing the roar of the beast.

The illusion created by Jin Yanshi is not incomprehensible.

But the solution is only in the hands of Ye Shangqiu.

Ye Shangqiu's expression was cold, and his voice was like snowy peaks and flowing water: "Follow me."

"Okay." Shang Yuci responded with a smile.

His master... really softened his heart.

They walked very comfortably, but they didn't go far when they saw a Golden Core cultivator standing aside with a grim expression. The fire dyed the entire deep stream like a mansion of the underworld.

There are several people like him, and those who are more determined have a tight body. Although they didn't directly use the true essence technique, the situation is not too good.

These cultivators who were fascinated by the illusion all instinctively resisted the ghost-handed ghost fire that was chasing after them, but they were in an illusion. Even though they knew that there were endless dangers lurking around them, they were still a little powerless.

Shen Junqian's figure has reached the depths of the deep ravine, and his movements are extremely neat. Every time he makes a move, he will block the ghostly fire that is attacking around him, and he is very calm when performing the spell.

However, his eyes were dark, his jaw was slightly tight, and he occasionally made obvious mistakes. He was obviously affected by the illusion, and there were a few terrifying wounds on his body.

Ye Shangqiu's eyelashes were like ink, drooping slightly, more than 100 jade bottles exploded in his hands, and the rich blood essence with flames jumping on the surface floated in front of his eyes. The blood essence was refined once, and a handful of small blood pills were condensed.

Shang Yuci took the blood pills without complaint and threw one of them into the mouths of these monks.

The illusion suddenly shattered.

Shen Junqian's eyes froze for a moment, and then he regained his clarity. Hearing the continuous roar of monster beasts, his expression changed slightly: "Eldest brother——"

The Nascent Soul cultivator was more sober than Shen Junqian, with a serious expression on his face: "I don't know which fellow Taoist is helping, but the disciples in the downstream Immortal Palace Yi Yanzhi, thank you fellow Taoist here."

As he spoke, he saluted and looked around, silent for a moment.

The Flame Beast King's aura was getting closer, and the cultivators beside him who followed Yi Yanzhi frowned and called out, "Brother Yi?" "Shangren Yi?"

Yi Yanzhi retracted his gaze and took a breath: "It's nothing."

He said this in his mouth, but everyone didn't dare to believe it in their hearts.

There were monsters ambushing in front of them, and this place is extremely weird. If there are more monks who don't know whether they are enemies or friends, they really don't even have a place to cry.

Yi Yanzhi comforted: "Since that fellow daoist didn't attack me when we were deep in the secret realm, there shouldn't be any twists and turns at this time."

Yes, there will be no twists and turns now, but what about later?

Then they confronted that monster, and that person was hiding in the dark, so he could wait for the opportunity to take all these opportunities away?

It is true to avenge the brothers of the same master, but the secret treasure opportunity hidden in the Flame Beast King is also a major reason for them to chase after him!

At the moment, some of these monks' eyes flickered, as if they were assessing or trying to figure out the meaning of Yi Yanzhi's words.

Yi Yanzhi is worthy of being a disciple of Youxian Palace, being scrutinized by so many eyes secretly, he still remained awe-inspiring, only frowning slightly when he swept across the bottomless deep stream.

Shang Yuci took all the expressions on the faces of these people into his eyes, smiled slightly, leaned over Ye Shangqiu's back, his voice was low, with a smile like a breeze: "Master?"

Habits are a terrible thing.

Now Master Ye could already sense the traitor's intentions before he approached him, and with a slight movement of his foot, he was several feet away from him.

His eyebrows were like distant mountains, his eyes were like lacquer spots, and he looked at Shang Yuci indifferently.

Shang Yuci felt a little regretful.

The figure of the flame beast has appeared in front of his eyes, no matter what plans these monks have in mind, the most important thing at this moment is to defeat the enraged flame beast king first.

Endless flames spat out from the mouth of the Flame Beast King, carrying the madness of burning everything in the world.

Yi Yanzhi was startled, the spirit sword in his hand was sharp, flying forward, the sword was strong, weaving into a dense and silvery sword net, resisting the endless karmic fire in front of him!

However, with his own strength, how can he resist a monster that is comparable to the late stage of the Yin God Realm and is still in a rage after being deceived?

The endless karmic fire was blocked by Sen Leng's sword intent, and then the flame beast king roared, and the magma spurted out. The high temperature roasted the ground in the deep ravine until it cracked, and the stone wall peeled off, and it was about to collapse. up.

There was a raging monster in the front, and there was a mysterious collapse in the back, and the monks present felt a little bit bitter——

There are so many flame beasts in the entire flame beast secret realm!Knowing this, even if those low-level and mid-level flame beasts have thinner bloodlines, fewer treasures, and lower medicinal value...they will never dislike them.

It's better than the current situation.

Just thinking about it this way, in the face of the Flame Beast King, everyone is still trying their best to deal with it. The true energy is surging, and countless magical powers have fallen on this giant beast, leaving scars of different depths on its body.

The already extremely angry Flame Beast King's heart became even more angry, and the Golden Scale Vine, which he had longed for for a long time, disappeared without a trace, and these ants dared to provoke it in front of it!

Do you really think it is weak and deceptive!

The anger gradually blinded its intelligence, and the aura comparable to the Yin God Realm spread out suddenly, overwhelming several Jindan monks whose true energy had been exhausted like a heavy mountain.

The endless sea of ​​flames ignited, and balls of fireballs spit out from its mouth, and fell on every monk who was about to be exhausted with incomparable precision, knocking them down from the battle situation.

Get rid of the weak and break them one by one.

Its intelligence is comparable to that of human beings.

However, in addition to some casual cultivators who want to pick up mistakes, among these monks, most of them are young talents cultivated by big sects and big families. Many necessary cards were obtained.

There are clear barriers in the world of comprehension, and the differences between each realm seem like a natural moat——

But the natural moat is also different in size.

Like this Flame Beast King, it is currently at the peak of the Yin God Realm, and it is only a thin line away from the Yang God Realm. When it is furious, it is even comparable to the Yang God Realm, but it is only comparable.

In other words, it was the cultivation base of Yuan Ying's middle stage. With a spirit sword in his hand, he was like a swimming dragon, forcibly blocked several moves of the Flame Beast King, and his face turned slightly pale.

And Shen Junqian accompanied him by his side, which also enabled him to have a good swordsmanship. The sky-piercing sword was as powerful as clouds piercing the sun, leaving several deep and visible scars on the giant beast.

The rest of the cultivators didn't dare to lag behind, they played all their cards, and poured endless spells at the Flame Beast King like flowing water——

The thick sea of ​​sand flowed endlessly, trapping the flame beast in it;

The billowing water splashed on the fire, and the steam rose;

The rising vegetation is full of vitality, and the entwined spirit vines are extremely tough. Every movement is embedded in the flesh of the Yan Beast King, leaving fine scars.

hateful!hateful!

How dare ants!

The Flame Beast King roared up to the sky, a burst of red light appeared on his body, and the roaring aura condensed into a cloud, rushing into his body quickly!

The sea of ​​sand, the water dragon, and the spirit vines were all taken advantage of by the expansion of the aura, and suddenly broke away!

"It's attacking the Yang God Realm!" Yi Yanzhi lost his voice, the spirit sword in his hand was suppressed by the majestic momentum, making it difficult to advance and retreat.

Shen Junqian's cultivation base was even worse than what he could say, his face turned pale at this moment, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his lips.

His dantian was almost exhausted, and his thirsty golden core trembled slightly, as if warning him.

But he didn't seem to realize it, holding an ordinary cyan jade bottle in his hand, with a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

He hasn't met Brother Yuxiao yet, how can he leave his life here? !

But, after all...

Amidst the flames soaring into the sky, it was as if an immortal in black robes came stepping on raging fire. He was dressed in black ink-splashed black clothes, his black hair was like a waterfall, and his aura was as cold as ice.

He stared blankly at the almost illusory figure, his heart trembling.

Is it... him?

However, when the black-clothed cultivator approached, he looked up along the outstretched hand, and saw a beautiful but extremely strange face.

...So, it wasn't him.

Shen Junqian froze for a moment, feeling extremely disappointed.

Ye Shangqiu lowered his eyes slightly, grabbed his collar and lifted it up, and stuffed a pill into it casually.

"Fellow Daoist, this—"

"It's just a elixir to restore true essence." After taking Yi Rong Pill, not only did Ye Shangqiu's appearance change, but his voice also changed a little. It's very compatible.

It was only then that Shen Junqian realized that after the elixir was taken in, his true energy recovered by as much as [-]%!The flow of true energy in the meridians relieved the dull pain in the dantian before.

He was worried about his senior brother, so he hurriedly searched for Yi Yanzhi and the others. Seeing that their aura was weak, but their true energy was exhausted and their lives were not in danger, he heaved a long sigh of relief.

It was also at this time that he realized that at some point there was a silver-white spiritual hood that trapped the flame beast—probably because of this, they barely saved their lives.

And the person who made the move was probably the Xuanyi Daoist in front of him.

For some reason, when Shen Junqian looked at the strange Xuanyi Daoist in front of him, he couldn't help feeling a little close, and he didn't even want to take a look away.

"It has inspired the power of the blood. If you are invincible, don't chase after it." Ye Shangqiu glanced at him, pinched a few spells in his hand, and the disguised black ice glazed fire turned into an endless sword and stabbed at the angry man. The extremely trapped beast instantly filled the flame beast king's hatred.

Roar!

It's that person's breath!

He... still smells like Golden Scale Vine!

The Flame Beast King who lost his mind was controlled by instinct, and after breaking through the spirit shield, he came straight for Ye Shangqiu!

Shen Junqian blurted out: "Be careful!"

The monster had already appeared behind the Xuanyi Daoxiu. He saw Daoxiu's jade-like face and ice-like expression, and his heart moved slightly. He was about to say something, but then he saw his body like a light leaf and flowing snow, which made him feel aroused. Followed the flame beast king to go out of the secret place.

"Is it you..." Shen Junqian muttered to himself.

Even though they look different, the demeanor that makes people can't help paying attention and sinking, they are incomparably similar.

Ye Shangqiu led the Flame Beast King out of the pool, and the monks who heard the news saw the huge beast following a man in black, and couldn't help but feel agitated. I plan to come up for a share.

However, just when they were about to help, a vast golden light suddenly stopped them. When they broke free from the shackles of the golden light, the man in black and the flame beast king had already fled for thousands of miles, only in the air. Leaves a strong bloody smell.

However, ordinary flame beasts are already coveted, and it is not an exaggeration to say that a strange beast like the flame beast king is full of strange treasures, how can he give up so easily? !

At the moment, many people followed.

And Ye Shangqiu also knew that those monks would not give up, so he frowned slightly, his fingers were incomparably mysterious, flying into the air like lotus flowers, weakening the strength of the Flame Beast King layer by layer.

Shang Yuci looked at his stubborn master, couldn't help but sighed softly, but inadvertently heard Ye Shangqiu call him in a low voice: "Yu Ci."

At critical moments, act cheaply.

With Shang Yuci's restraint, Ye Shangqiu freed his hand, and several pills fell suddenly, and the rising beast soul screamed and threw itself on the Yan Beast King to fight.

Beast Soul Pill.

It was just a pill that was accidentally refined after reading that ancient book, but now it is of great help.

No matter how unwilling the Flame Beast King was, he was seriously injured in the previous fight, and when he broke through, he was abruptly interrupted by Ye Shangqiu's thrust. Fighting and biting the beast souls, Lord Mozun quietly made a black hand at the side, and soon his breath was weak, and he fell into the disadvantaged.

Once showing weakness, the next thing is a matter of course.

Ye Shangqiu was soaked in blood, Yubai's face was stained with deep blood stains, his black eyes were as clear as if they had been washed by water, his whole body was as if a god and demon had come to the world, extremely strange.

Yi Rong Dan hadn't expired yet, but through this strange face, Shang Yuci seemed to have seen the incomparably beautiful black-clothed monk standing in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, his eyes were cold, and he was king in blood. appearance.

It really seems like yesterday.

Ye Shangqiu didn't notice what was wrong with Shang Yuci at this moment, and after scribbling the blood stains on his face, he stretched out his hand to dig above the flame beast's eyes, and took out a scarlet gold coin. bead.

"Take it." The cold and hoarse voice sounded in my ears, but it seemed as if it was separated by thick fog and clouds, "This thing condenses the cultivation of this flame beast king all his life, and it is full of killing intent, which is very different from your cultivation. combine."

Shang Yuci looked slightly startled.

...So, his master clearly got the Golden Scale Vine, but he still stayed in the deep stream, trying his best to lure the flame beast king out and behead him, just to kill this flame beast king's life-long killing intent. Give him the soul orb?

This thing fits perfectly with your way of cultivation.

Such a light word was actually more intoxicating than all the praises and flattery he had heard before.

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