The Secret History of Demon Emperor Blasphemy

The hand pressing the spirit beast's young body exerted a slight force, and the devilish energy in Yunqi's eyes was surging, and he almost wanted to lift the sky.

"You—really going?"

Su Yezi was puzzled, and Yun Qi's state at this time also made him worry, "It is impossible for a teacher to just sit back and watch Yu'an City be destroyed in one fell swoop."

"How about Yu'an City, what does it have to do with Master?"

Su Zizi's eyes froze when he heard the words, but softened after a while: "The purpose of my Sandalwood School is to dare to be the first in the world."

"Even if Master knows the danger outside the city?"

Yun Qi raised his eyes, and looked at the little spirit beast with snow-white palms.The devilish energy in his eyes had disappeared at this moment, except for the four deep black spots in the depths of his pupils, which Su Yezi didn't notice.

The snow-white spirit beast wrinkled its small nose in reproach: "With my obedient disciple's spiritual sense, I clearly noticed it earlier as my teacher, but I didn't want to speak?"

Although it is a question, the words have clearly been settled.

"I don't want Master to take risks." If the formation is fully activated and cannot be recovered, Su Zizi can only protect himself and leave with him.

Su Yezi sighed, and felt that the palms pressing on him had lost their strength. He stretched out his front paws and stroked Yunqi's plain white robe a few times, then moved his body slightly, completely flying in the air. Concealed, only a faint smile was left in Yunqi's consciousness from the distant void——

"I am Su Yezi, the elder inspector of Tanzong. I don't talk about the demeanor of the immortal sect, but only follow the decree of the immortal sect. ——A disciple of the Tanzong sect, dare to be the first in the world, not for fame."

"In life, dare to be the first in the world. In death, dare to be the first in the world."

Yun Qi was silent for a long time upon hearing this.

——He doesn't care about the life or death of anyone inside or outside the city of Yu'an, nor does he care about Tanzong's decree of the Immortal Gate.But Su Yezi cares.

And he cares about Su Yezi.

Yun Qi sighed silently, a cold light moved on the black ring at the ring finger of his right hand under the sleeve of his robe.

At this moment, a small oriole suddenly landed on his shoulder and turned into a sound transmission talisman. Su Yezi's voice whispered close to his ear: "My boy, your cultivation base is low, don't move around!" , and wait for the teacher to come back."

Yun Qi paused, stopped his movements as he said, and turned his eyes back to the ring.

At this moment on the stage, Song Qingyu looked like a madman.The ancestor of the Sun family who was in the spirit transformation state was suppressed by the demon cultivator in the beast state in the void, and the other Sun family's powerful cultivators who were in the leaf formation state were also suppressed by the opponent's magic circle.Song Qingyu picked up those people one by one with his sword and threw them on the ring, making them kneel down and kneel towards the direction of Dongtu Forest in the distance.

"There are hundreds of people in my Song family—" He smiled ferociously with blood on his face, walked to the front, and cut off the head of the Sun family's deacon who was at the Chengye stage at the far end with a sword, and the blood was like a spring. Gululu sprayed out, and the entire square became silent. The eyes of the suppressed Sun family members were tearing apart, but Song Qingyu stood in the blood rain and laughed straight to the sky——

"Those ferocious beasts bit them alive, and their eyes were full of flesh and bones—! Can you imagine the appearance of your own relatives humiliating and dying in front of you?!" He swung his sword again, and the rain of blood resumed. Staring at the pale-faced members of the Sun family with red eyes, weeping and laughing ferociously, "They died like pigs and dogs waiting to be slaughtered—! Their eyes are full of gray despair and pain—!"

"My little sister who is only six years old! She doesn't even know who you beasts are! Do you know how many beasts she was eaten by?!" He swung his sword and slashed at the bloody second A dead body, "six beasts—a total of six beasts! She kept her eyes open until she died—she was looking at me! She was calling her brother! She said, brother, why are you Won’t you come save me?! She said brother, I’m in so much pain——!”

Song Qingyu, who was already red-eyed, was slashing with his sword covered in blood. At the end of the slashing, he screamed wildly, and was so insane that he was no longer human. Finally, he stood in front of the ancestor of the Sun family leaning on his sword. On the face covered with blood and flesh, slowly tearing away a smile that can scare people's souls away——

But there were still tears rushing down his face, he cried terribly, like the saddest child in the world, and laughed like a devil, every sound was chilling——

"Yeah, I am possessed... so what? As long as it can give me strength—! Power is the most fascinating thing in this world!" Song Qingyu stabbed the ancestor of the Sun family with a sword.

The moment he drew out the sword, Song Qingyu admired the twisted expression of the other party, his voice sank, no longer screaming like a madman, but with a more frightening coldness, "Especially when one day you are stepped into the quagmire, Greed will make you a dragon, and you don't mind paying any price to satisfy it!"

He laughed and cried silently, and cut through the blood with another sword:

"As long as I have the strength to let me tear you apart who stepped on the bones of my dear ones, and turn them into a dragon that eats human flesh and chews human bones, I will not be afraid."

"Even if the bloody taste of that human flesh made me sick, I would chew it up and swallow it with a smile."

The blood on his face was blurred, tears washed his cheeks, and dripped from the corners of his mouth. At this moment, he seemed to have really become that evil dragon that eats human flesh.

He slashed several swords, and seeing that even the ancestor of the Sun family who was in the Spirit Transformation Realm had gradually lost his breath, he pierced the opponent's heart with a sword, twisted the hilt hard, and smashed the flesh and blood inside——

"Because this world told me that viciousness and corruption are not to be feared, but the weak... are the most terrifying!"

The body of the ancestor of the Sun family fell to the ground with a bang.

From such a large square to the entire bustling Yu'an City, at this moment, it seemed to be as quiet as a dead city.

The other people in the audience, including the female disciple of Jianmen, were so frightened that they almost didn't dare to look at the blood-soaked person—or he couldn't be called a person long ago.

The man standing in the void lowered his head and looked at Song Qingyu's eyes with pity and fear. He was not afraid of the opponent's low strength, but Song Qingyu's forbearance made him a little creepy: "The rest, what do you want to do? ?”

After killing all the members of the Sun family who had cultivated above the spirit-seed realm, Song Qingyu's clothes were dripping with bright red blood. His red eyes swept across everyone in the audience without any emotion, making them shiver in fear. Close up one by one.

But he also clearly remembered that those same faces, with ridicule, sarcasm, and indifference, watched their Song family's young children being dragged away one by one, and the clansmen they escaped were notified to the Song family by these people. He was caught back and sent to the mouth of the beast...

Song Qingyu looked at the crowd expressionlessly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but that couldn't be called a smile at all.

Because from Song Qingyu's face and eyes, they couldn't see any smiles and positive emotions, only endless madness and silence.

Seeing the despair spreading across everyone's faces, the corners of Song Qingyu's mouth curved upwards, and he spoke——

"Kill them all."

Despair... Despair is the most familiar thing in this world.

——The gift Yu'an City gave him, today, he returned it to the city with his own hands.

Among the crowd under the ring, many people collapsed powerlessly to the ground.The female disciples of Jianmen, with fear and retreat hidden deep in their eyes, then they clenched the swords in their hands and stood on the stage with their senior sisters.

"I almost forgot, there is also your sword gate." Song Qingyu curled his lips expressionlessly, "You guys, I will kill you with my own hands." The tip of his sword moved lightly.

The female disciples of Jianmen didn't say a word, and the air was filled with a silence that made everyone despair.

At this moment, in the dead silence of the world, suddenly there was an extremely calm voice——

"You are so different from them."

The people standing in the void, together with Song Qingyu, turned their gazes to the viewing platform at the same time, and the female disciples of Jianmen also had a last bit of hope in their eyes, and they followed suit.

At the point where everyone's eyes fell, the man with almost perfect appearance stood up.After watching the previous bloody massacre, but in this man's face and eyes, there is only calm, unwavering calm.

Both Song Qingyu and Moxiu in the void showed no surprise on their faces, only seriousness.The man in the void looked at Yun Qi with vigilance in his eyes, but he said with a smile: "Although we are demon cultivators, we don't want to make enemies with others at will. I don't think your Excellency is from this city, so it's better to leave Go, we'll make it easy."

Song Qingyu's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at Moxiu in the void.The other party sent a voice transmission to him: "I'm afraid this person is very difficult to move. I don't know what kind of supernatural power he has. When the killing method reaches his body, he will automatically evade and avoid him. , and can’t see through his depth.”

Song Qingyu heard Moxiu's words, but his expression didn't fluctuate at all. He still looked at Yunqi with dead eyes:

"So what if I'm no different from them?... If only beasts can tear apart beasts, then I'd like to become a beast without humanity. Seeing them dripping with flesh and blood will be the most painful and joyful moment in my life."

Yun Qi ignored him, and replied to the previous words of Moxiu in the air: "I want to leave too, but unfortunately... some people value the lives of these people very much, and I value him very much, so before he comes back, I have to Protect them for him."

Then Yun Qi looked at Song Qingyu: "Jianmen and Tanzong are both the four great immortal sects, unfortunately these few are disciples of my old master, if I don't save them, I'm afraid I will be expelled from the sect tomorrow."

Song Qingyu frowned, and said coldly: "What do you mean? Fight if you want!"

Moxiu sighed faintly in mid-air, and even he could hear the voice of "If you don't move these girls, I'll pretend not to see them", it's a pity that Song Qingyu is a piece of wood with no taste.

It was rare for Yun Qi to talk so long, but he still played the piano to Niu, he was not angry, he just lowered his eyes, turned around, and walked towards the stairs of the observation deck.

Even at the critical moment of life and death, everyone on and off the stage was still dumbfounded: Is this the master who is going to abandon them and run away after saying harsh words?

It was also rare for Song Qingyu to have a normal mood in the arena. The corner of his eye twitched to look at Moxiu in midair: "Is this what you mean by being difficult to move?"

Moxiu didn't speak, but frowned, his expression became more serious.For some reason, although he couldn't detect the performance of this person's suppression, he felt a deep-seated fear and...familiarity with him from the bottom of his heart?

However, to everyone's surprise, the "expert" didn't leave directly. After getting off the viewing platform, he twisted his body and walked calmly towards the ring.

Where he was passing by, although everyone was dumbfounded, they still unanimously gave him a wide avenue leading directly to the ring.

Then they watched Yun Qi walk into the ring without showing any signs of being a master.

——Even up to the ring, he walked up step by step along the short, short stone stairs that were almost useless to the previous contestants.

Everyone in the audience felt a little dark in front of their eyes: this expert doesn't look as reliable as the female disciples of Jianmen on the stage.

It's a pity that no one of them is a disciple of Tanzong, and no one has heard of the competition that day when the outer sect of Tanzong was over, Elder Xu Yang sternly blocked all news.

Anyone who meets any of the conditions: for example, if there are disciples of Tanzong Waizong present at this time, they must turn around and leave without hesitation-first retreat a few dozen feet, lest the situation will change color and disasters will be affected later, and they will run away at that time Can't drop - none of the disciples of the foreign sect wanted to try the consequences of the falling of the nine black swords, because they had been on the scene as bystanders, and they didn't think that it would be more powerful than the mighty power of a heavenly killing formation. Where to go small.

Others don't believe in Yunqi, but the female disciples of Jianmen believe in his ability. After all, the other party is the leader of the first immortal sect, and they are disciples of the four major immortal sects, and they know more about Tanzong than outsiders. The fighting power of the disciples.

"Brother..."

The Jianmen senior sister reluctantly saluted with a pale face. Although she firmly believed that Yun Qi must have something to rely on, they naturally couldn't help worrying about the powerful cultivator of the Demon Realm who stood in the void and seemed to control some terrifying power.

Noticing that these female disciples glanced shyly at the magic cultivator in mid-air, Yun Qi knew what they were worried about, and patiently explained: "Heaven-level killing formation, someone is setting up outside the city, he controls the formation Eyes, but don't move rashly."

The female disciples were not happy but worried: Heavenly Killing Formation, that is something that even if their master came, they would not dare to provoke it easily!

Yun Qi had no choice but to add: "The power of this formation is useless to me, you all go to the audience."

If the female disciples of Jianmen are just worried, the demon cultivator in mid-air is already startled, the heavenly killing formation has been detected?And the opponent is still standing in the city so calmly to compete with Song Qingyu?

He really couldn't figure out the depth of the cloud—if he was really a powerful cultivator in the chaotic state, and he was not affected by the power of the formation, he didn't need to talk nonsense with them, and he might be able to kill them both Leave.

But the other party still had to walk down a few steps, as if... he hadn't even reached the Spirit Seed Realm?

It's just that Moxiu quickly denied his idea, and the spirit seed realm has not yet arrived?How can this be!

Although he does control the eyes of the formation and cannot move rashly, he still has the power to test it out.As Mo Xiu thought about it, the hand hidden under the sleeve of his robe was about to be raised.

At this moment, Yun Qi, who was confronting Song Qingyu, raised his eyelids, and glanced coldly at Moxiu in mid-air: "You stand behind him, don't move around, or the formation will be unstable, do you want to die here?"

After finishing speaking, without even waiting for the other party's answer, Yun Qi turned his gaze back.

Moxiu put his hands down faster than his head, and just as his head was lowered halfway, he suddenly realized-I am Moxiu and he is Xianxiu, why should I listen to him when I saw a ghost? !Hearing so smoothly and getting used to almost yelling "follow the order"? ! ……Um?Comply?Wait... this familiar feeling...

Before Moxiu could recall, the focus of his sight was a black streamer of light falling from Yunqi's sleeve, and an ancient and simple long sword like ink flowed down with the black light, pointing obliquely at Yunqi's side.

"magic--!"

Moxiu bit the tip of his tongue viciously and pressed the second word into his mouth. The bloody taste instantly permeated the whole mouth, but Moxiu didn't seem to notice it at all. He looked at Yunqi almost blankly. The long sword in his hand, and then his eyes fell back on the opponent's body and face.

——If you put a simple mask of the same color as the black sword on that perfect face...

Moxiu's breathing was suddenly rapid, and even his body trembled, but within a short while, there was even a faint glimmer of water in his eyes—if his guess was true...if his guess was right... His Majesty the Demon Emperor is not dead... Their Majesty...

Just when he was so excited that he almost fainted, he happened to see the scene where Song Qingyu's body skills were in motion and he raised his sword to attack. The demon cultivator in mid-air almost couldn't help throwing Song Qingyu out of the ring. Fortunately, the last trace of reason held him back. There was a trace of clarity in his excited eyes:

... If this person is really His Majesty the Demon Emperor, why would he pester us and claim to be a disciple of the Tan Sect?

Their Majesty the Devil Emperor is amazingly talented and well-deserved No. 1 through the ages, so why should he be a disciple in a Tan sect?What's more, there is another master?

Thinking about it this way, there are many doubts, and Moxiu's previous thoughts are a little shaken.He glanced hesitantly at the long black sword in Yunqi's hand, and saw that its appearance and habits were exactly the same as the talisman of Mo Dihan's life that was seldom revealed in front of people back then. This should not change... I struggled for a long time , Moxiu couldn't come to a conclusion, he could only wait and see what happened, suppressing the turbulent heart and staring at the battle situation below.

Song Qingyu's talent is considered outstanding, and his performance in the field of cultivating demons is also excellent. However, after all, he has gone through the process of breaking through before and then wasting a lot of time. It can't compare with the entry and fighting skills of Du Shuiqing, who has the support of Nanshan Du's family.

The fight with Du Shuiqing, Yun Qi can easily win, Song Qingyu is naturally no problem, after only about half a stick of incense, the black and simple long sword is already on the base of Song Qingyu's neck.

The seemingly unsharp or even blunt sword edge was just around the neck, but Song Qingyu could feel a chill penetrating into the bone marrow from the black sword and a bitter air like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood—even if he Such a person who has long been heart-dead like a walking corpse can even discern an indescribable fear from it.

"If you want to kill, kill it, what are you talking about!" Song Qingyu looked coldly, the blood on his face was dry, and he looked very disgusting.

Yun Qi's expression was calm, unmoved, he flipped the sword over, and smashed the man's neck with the back of the sword skillfully.

Song Qingyu rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Fool."

Yun Qi calmly commented on the fainted man, but his voice was quickly buried in the cheers of the whole city - most of the people in the audience were ordinary people who didn't understand magic circles The force restricts and binds.

They only know that they saw with their own eyes that Song Qingyu, who was able to slaughter all the powerful cultivators of the Sun family, had already been knocked out by a sword in less than a dozen rounds against the immortal master who had no demeanor at all. past.

The mortals were cheering, but the demon cultivator's heart was already half cold in midair.

Because when he observed carefully just now, he clearly found that Yun Qi's imperial envoy, Hei Jian, used the immortal cultivation's true energy and divine consciousness from beginning to end, and there was no magic energy surging from head to toe, and even if the immortal cultivation's true energy, it was only true energy. The true essence of the spirit seed realm has not been condensed.

With such a cultivation base, how could he be their Demon Emperor?

Standing in the middle of the sky, Moxiu suddenly felt a surge of devilish energy around him.

... The more you look forward to, the more you will be driven crazy by the gap after hope fails.

Moxiu looked coldly at Yun Qi who was standing on the ring without saying a word or a smile, his eyes had ups and downs of emotions several times, if it wasn't for him, he could hardly help but make a move.

And at this moment, the invisible barrier suddenly trembled over the entire Yu'an City.

The expression of the demon cultivator changed drastically, and no matter how much he moved the eyes of the formation, he did not move at all to arouse the response of the large formation - obviously the formation was out of control, and the demon cultivators who were deployed outside the formation were also harassed.

As for the so-called Tanzong disciple who stood tall and tall on the ring and looked at him calmly and indifferently, maybe it was just a bait or a trick?

Thinking about this demon cultivator finally couldn't hold back any longer, he let out a roar in the air, and the demonic energy all over his body rushed out, directly hitting Yunqi, and suddenly wrapped it into a giant cocoon amidst the exclamation of everyone, and bound it.

The giant cocoon was pulled by Moxiu up to mid-air while Moxiu's ferocious expression changed. Moxiu's hands shuttled and formed seals repeatedly in the air. Everyone could only see one after another black air hitting the general directly from Moxiu's hands. Yun Qi was trapped in the cocoon, and there was a faint and ghostly sound of wind coming from the cocoon.

Next to the ring below, several female disciples of Jianmen looked at each other palely.

"I will let you taste the most life-threatening refining method in the Demon Realm..." Moxiu looked at the giant cocoon and smiled coldly. The speed of his seal formation became faster and faster. , An unprecedented thick black air burst from his fingers, and went straight to the giant cocoon with the power to tear apart the space.

Feeling the power in it, the Jianmen disciples closed their eyes in despair, not daring to watch the last scene.

The giant cocoon in mid-air endured the last burst of demon energy and began to tremble violently. Even the space around it seemed to be shattered and collapsed. The fragments of the void were strangled and shattered in the air. The smile on Moxiu's face His intentions are getting bigger and bigger, almost grinning the corners of his mouth to the back of his head, and the look of madness in his eyes is getting more and more, and there are still words in his mouth——

"How dare you pretend to be our stunningly talented Devil Emperor... I want you, a fairy boy, to die without a place to die—!"

As if matching his voice, the giant cocoon in the void exploded with a loud bang, and the whole city seemed to shake a few times. In the overflowing fragments of the cocoon, Moxiu's smile suddenly froze——

The place where the magic cocoon shattered was not the bloody flesh or the bloody mist that he had imagined—that person was obviously still intact and standing in the air!

Yun Qi stood in mid-air with his eyes tightly closed.

The jade crown that binds the hair has been broken with the magic cocoon, and the long black hair is flying in the air behind him, but the plain white robe on his body is intact, even on the lapel near the chest, there is a golden rune there. When will it gradually gather under the clouds that have covered the sky and the sun at this moment, it will appear more and more dazzling.

Seeing the golden rune clearly, the demon cultivator in mid-air twisted his expression, and said in a vicious voice: "It turns out that there is really an expert protecting you behind you, and I didn't even notice this rune—it just cost you a life." But don’t worry—you won’t be so lucky in the future! Today, I will definitely kill you—”

Moxiu's voice stopped abruptly, and there was an inexplicable strangeness in his ferocious expression.

He seems to have heard... a dragon chant?

Moxiu lowered his head, and the female disciples of Jianmen and other mortals in the audience also had the same dazed expressions.Moxiu didn't care about asking, and didn't even need to ask, because right here, the sound of the dragon's chant seemed to come to him in an instant from the farthest horizon before—from the unclear beginning to the At this moment, the sound of the dragon chant was deafening, and even the clouds and mist above everyone's heads began to churn and surge as if they were greatly threatened.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar of a dragon's roar in the dantian of Yunqi, who had always closed his eyes and volleyed in the sky, and it seemed that a trace of dragon energy could be seen bursting out of his body, heading straight for the sky.

At the same time, the churning clouds and mists behind Yun Qi suddenly reverberated with countless whistling sounds, as if there were some hideous creatures in it, the entire thick cloud layer swept across in an overwhelming manner, enveloping Yun Qi's figure.

The clouds roared for a long time, and finally, in the completely dull eyes of everyone, the sky and the earth suddenly became clear, and the darkness suddenly dissipated. The original cloud and mist suddenly twisted violently between the sky and the earth. Made a Qingyun giant dragon with lifelike beard, hair and scales!

Everyone was in a trance, staring blankly at the dream-like scene in the sky.

In front of the giant dragon, Yun Qi, who was standing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. His black pupils seemed to form a world of his own, and the light and shadows changed endlessly inside.

The next moment, his gaze was like a cold sharp sword, tearing through the sky and hitting the face of the dull demon cultivator——

"Your Majesty!"

Like a furious monarch whose majesty has been offended, the man standing in the air has no emotion on his face and pupils, leaving only endless coldness.

At the same moment, the giant dragon behind him seemed to have sensed it, raised its head, and roared to the sky.In the square in Yu'an City, all the mortals collapsed on the ground with their faces like gold paper, and their faces were flushed like sword disciples, almost exhausted.

After the long howl, the twisted body of the giant dragon suddenly rose up and shot straight into the sky.

The killing formation that was already out of control, under the impact of the Qingyun giant dragon, was like a fragile bubble, and it was instantly shattered.

Unable to control his body to bend his knees under that majesty, Moxiu stared tremblingly at the disappearing dragon shadow, his liver and gallbladder trembled, his tongue was stiff, but a hoarse voice burst out from his throat——

"The mythical beast Qinglong... how is this possible... Didn't the Qinglong family die in the—"

Suddenly catching a glimpse of the figure of the man from where the dragon shadow came from, Moxiu in midair swallowed the rest of his words with horror, buried his head deeply, his eyes were still trembling.

At the same time, outside the killing formation in Yu'an City, sensing the sudden rupture of the formation and the roar of the dragon that shocked the world, Su Yezi and the cultivators of the Demon Realm who were confronting him on the opposite side changed their expressions drastically. The figures disappeared into the air one after another, crossing the void.

Su Yezi arrived at the square outside the Sun's house gate in Yu'an City one step ahead of everyone else. Seeing the fainted figure on the square after the green dragon cloud turned into fog, and the bloody mess above the ring, Su Yezi's expression changed slightly.

Seeing that there was no one to be found on the observation deck, Su Yezi searched quickly with his spiritual sense, then was startled, he raised his head and looked in the air, where a familiar figure stood lingeringly.

As if sensing Su Yezi's existence, Yun Qi lowered his eyes and looked down from the sky, and the other party's figure and concerned and anxious expression were falling into his eyes.Yun Qi's expression was slightly stagnant, and after a while, the cold emotions in his eyes and the terrifying coercion around him disappeared.

"...Master."

Across this far away world, Yunqi raised the corners of his lips at Su Yezi.

"Again, I'm drawing runes for you so that you can do your best..." Su Zizi looked back with a gloomy expression.But before he finished speaking, the eyes of the person who was still smiling at him in mid-air closed, and his body suddenly lost control and fell down.

Su Zizi's heartbeat stopped for a beat, his figure flashed in the air, and when he reappeared, he was already under the direction of Yun Qi's fall, caught him exactly, and then fell to the ground.

When he came back to his senses, this extremely familiar scene made Su Yezi want to grind his teeth and bite a few bites at the face of his good boy who was peacefully sleeping in his arms—if you have the ability to use your divine sense recklessly, if you have the ability, you won't get dizzy!

"Every time I ask my teacher to do coolies for you, you rebellious disciple..." Su Zizi muttered and took a white jade bottle from the mustard seed ring that he carried with him, "Fortunately, the teacher is wise, and I asked Honghuang Junior Brother after last time. I bought two bottles of soul-fixing pills for emergencies. Otherwise, if you are in a hurry at this time, it seems that the teacher will not throw you out to feed the devil..."

At this time, the cultivators of the Demon Realm had already crossed over to the top of the square, their figures appeared, and after seeing the demon cultivator kneeling in mid-air, their faces were extremely ugly, and they stopped at the same time just as they were about to move. He looked strangely at the magic cultivator who blocked them with his divine sense.

On the side, Su Yezi was so focused on his solitary disciple, that he didn't pay attention to the exchange of spiritual consciousness over there. He fed the disciple the soul-fixing pill, and after making sure that he wasn't choking on his dear disciple, he exhaled and gave the disciple a sigh of relief. Leaning on the wide chair beside him, he turned around with a sneer, rose up in the air, and looked at the demon cultivators——

"I'm just such a single seedling apprentice, and I protect my body tightly. When the disciples in the sect bully each other, I wish I could rub each other's hair. After raising it for so long, I finally see some improvement..."

Su Yezi glanced at Yun Qi's pale face after he fell asleep, and his expression was even colder, then he turned back and smiled at those people, his brows and eyes soaked in ice, "——you few evil obstacles in the Demon Realm who don't know etiquette, Today, I almost let my good boy break down here?"

At the end of the words, the sound was so light that it floated, making these demon cultivators feel uneasy.The leader looked back at Moxiu who had straightened up in front of him from standing in mid-air, and sent a voice transmission with his spiritual sense: "Why can't that person move?"

"...let's talk about it when we go back."

Several people looked at each other, and the leader actually raised a smile, and made a gift to Su Yezi from a distance: "If you offend senior today, you must make amends in person someday."

"another day?"

Su Zizi snorted coldly, and his face darkened, "I think I'll cut you off today, it's just right to make flower fertilizer for my apprentice!"

But at this moment, behind Su Ye Zi, Yun Qi let out a low, painful snort in his drowsiness.Su Zizi's face changed, he hesitated for a moment, made a decision, and looked coldly at the few people: "Get out immediately, if it's too late, I'll skin you alive!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored the faces of those demon cultivators, turned around and stepped beside Yun Qi, and began to check his injuries.

Behind him, the demon cultivators looked at each other without saying a word, and gradually disappeared into the void.One of them looked at Yun Qi's direction with a complicated expression, and refused to let go of his gaze for a moment until his figure completely disappeared into the void.

-

Yun Qi had a dream.

He dreamed that he was alone in the secret realm of Han Qiong Peak.

In this dream, he reunited with the silver-edged tender leaf he saw last time in a secret realm.He sat cross-legged on the stone platform, but in the secret place, it was not like the current scene. In his dream, there was only a piece of dry soil, and the leaf with the tip of the silver edge stretched out under the stone platform where he was sitting. Ye Shen playfully fiddled beside him.

"leaf……"

He heard himself speak, his voice was a little hoarse and cold, with some helpless emotions entangled in it, "Don't make trouble."

Hearing the words, the silver-edged leaf shrank back a little sadly, rolled up slightly, and then whipped his hand twice quickly, softly, like tickling.

"He" looked over, without speaking or smiling.

The tender leaves dodged back aggrievedly, rolled up the leaves limply, and shrunk themselves into a ball.

Yun Qi stretched out his hand involuntarily, and touched the small green ball stained with silver on the leaf: "Ye Zi is good."

The little green ball mixed with silver stretched out immediately upon hearing his coaxing, and the soft leaves wrapped around his fingertips, trembling in his hand, like a naughty child, Yun Qi felt that he could still hear Ye Zi's happy laughter.

"Silly leaf..."

Yun Qi heard "myself" chuckle in a low voice, and the aura of indifference and indifference to strangers disappeared without a trace at this moment.At the same time, his consciousness suddenly went into a trance——

The man who was stroking the leaves suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the opposite stone wall, his eyes sank, and he stared at his own figure on the stone wall without moving.

Yun Qi vaguely felt that the other party was looking at himself through the stone wall.

A moment later, he saw the man in the stone wall who looked completely different from himself, slowly grinning, showing himself a cold smile.

Yun Qi was startled suddenly, and his figure suddenly moved back, as if he was knocked out of a dream by this smile——

There was a moment of weightlessness in his consciousness, and Yun Qi suddenly opened his eyes.

"Senior Brother Yun Qi woke up—!"

Before he regained his consciousness completely, Yun Qi heard a few joyful female voices in his ears, and when he sighed silently, his gaze fell, and sure enough, he saw the female disciples of Jianmen standing outside his bed, He looked at himself with joy and worry.

"..." Yun Qi suddenly understood the master who fled by the Tianjing Lake back then.

"Senior Brother Yunqi, you have been in a coma for several days!" One of the female disciples said worriedly, "Master said that the demon cultivator committed an offense this time, and he must return to the sect to report it as soon as possible...I couldn't wait for you to wake up. just left."

"Humph!"

Hearing what the female disciples said, not far behind the female disciples, a woman with a temperament of Yiran sitting on a chair dignifiedly snorted heavily coldly.

"Master..."

Before Yun Qi could speak, those female disciples of Jianmen had already revealed their identities with timid names.At the same time, Yun Qi felt a slight movement in his chest.

Yun Qi leveled his eyes with a feeling, and he saw a snow-white little spirit beast clutching his clothes tightly with its paws, and its eyes, which were as clear as black grapes, were extremely displeased. staring at himself.

Seeing the direction of Yun Qi's gaze, a female disciple explained: "This little guy protects the master very tightly. During the time when the senior brother was in a coma, it refused to leave for half a step. But for some reason, it seems to be a little sullen... "

As if in response to the female disciple's voice, the snow-white little spirit beast glared at Yunqi twice, then let go of its paws, stepped on Yunqi's chest lightly a few times, turned its back, and stopped looking at Yunqi, Just leave him with a chubby ass and a ball of tail.

"What kind of spirit beast is this, and its temper is not small, why don't I know it?"

Venerable Qiyue who was sitting on a chair in the room saw this and asked in a cold voice.

"..."

Before Yun Qi could speak, he saw the fluffy tail ball on the little spirit beast's soft buttocks shaking in his sight.

Then the little spirit beast seemed to hesitate for two seconds in pain, before jumping to the inside of Yunqi's body, laying down on Yunqi's neck, rubbing against it obediently.

Being rubbed made his neck itchy slightly, Yun Qi almost laughed out loud.

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