Pit King's special tricks for getting out of the pit

Suddenly, a long whistling sound came from Yantian Temple, which was full of demonic aura, and the whole ground shook violently.

Li Yu opened his eyes suddenly, and with a thought, his figure appeared in the courtyard.

A black figure stepped on the thin snow.

Li Yu narrowed his sharp eyes.

The person who came was only around twenty, but he was all dressed in black, showing a sense of oppression.

"Magic energy... who are you?"

The young man raised the Qingfeng sword in his hand, a red light flashed across the sword, and a cold voice sounded: "I want your life."

Li Yu's pupils shrank suddenly.

The sword energy came out from the edge of the sword like a mountain pressing down on the top.

Li Yu gathers Qi with empty hands to catch the sword.

The young man raised his left hand expressionlessly and quickly formed a seal.

At the same time, a blood-red mist spread from his body, instantly blinding Li Yu's eyes.

Just like the tragedy of massacring the city back then, the blood was soaring, and the stench was nauseating, making people chaotic.

During the matchmaking of moves, Li Yu raised his eyebrows: "Mei Yan...you are Sang Yu."

The young man looked at him coldly, his eyes were as deep as the sea in the blood mist with a strange light.

Li Yuwu's heart skipped a beat.

"Your death has nothing to do with my monster clan. You are in trouble today for no reason. Aren't you afraid of being questioned by the master?"

The young man's cold voice sounded again: "You have to be buried with her."

While speaking, the involuntary move started again, and the Qingfeng sword turned sharply, bypassing the young man and stabbing at Li Yu.

Li Yuxin had concerns, even though the other party was returning from a dead body, Mei Yan had no choice but to guard against it.

What's more, the opponent's strength cannot be underestimated...

Li and Kankan dodged the killer move, and the undispelled sword energy approached the wall that had been worked hard for 200 years. With a bang, half of the ancient artifact collapsed...

The dust brushed against the snowflakes and fused together with difficulty.

Li Yuzheng was about to speak, but the sword's edge came again, and at the same time, Meiyan came overwhelmingly.

Seeing that there was no room for peace in the opponent's moves, Li Yu didn't dare to think about anything else, and focused on meeting the enemy.

The opponent's sword energy charged straight at him like several sharp ones, and Li Yu spit out a mouthful of black mist, turning into a giant snake, wrapping around the opponent's true essence sword.

Hatchback, like the enemy in this life, will fight to the death...

The young man raised his left hand, and Mei Yan was like a big eagle spreading its wings, wrapping Li and Yan tightly in it.

There are wolves in front and tigers in back. Li Yu escaped the attack of true energy, but stepped into a deadly trap.

The blood-red demonic energy formed the shape of a figurine, and Li Yu was sucked into a pool of blood by Mei Yan before he even left his last words...

The young man put away the Qingfeng sword and looked up at the Buddhist hall.

The clean place for people to worship has been polluted into a big dye vat.

Li and He Yangou set up a gathering array under the Buddhist hall, and the entire Yantian Temple became lifeless.

A ray of light flew out from the young man's chest and landed as a beautiful man in red.

Sang Yu said, "The dog is not here."

The young man whispered: "Sooner or later."

After he said that, he walked forward, his figure was like a ghost, and he entered the Buddhist hall in a few seconds.

Originally, the benevolent Buddha statues and monsters in masks are everywhere.

The black figure of the young man stood upright, the demonic energy that had erupted just now was still around him, but his expression was dignified and solemn.

Sang Yu looked at him: "Are you looking like you intend to save the dead?"

The young man said solemnly: "The Yin Gathering Array has been set up for too long, and the entire landscape of Yantian has been affected and must be purified."

Sang Yu was stunned for a moment, realizing that the other party was not joking, not to mention that the young man had never said a joke in the past four years.

"Are you crazy? To purify the Yin Judgment Formation, you must have righteousness. Even if you were once a righteous person, what can you do now?"

The young man turned his head to look at him, his calm eyes were firm: "They have no home."

Sang Yu almost collapsed: "You are a devil, what kind of world do you have in mind?"

The young man was silent... He was thinking about the best way to purify. Fortunately, he was still alive when he became demonic, and he sealed the last righteous energy in his body in the Purple Mansion. Otherwise, he would not be able to purify such a heavy demonic energy.

But even so, when he pressed the demonic energy inside and released his last remnant... Sang Yu was still shocked.

He stayed in the young man's body for three years, but he never knew that the young man could be a demon.

Sang Yu thought to himself: "What is the background of this kid?"

Righteousness was released, and the originally suppressed Hei seemed to have a strange demeanor at this time.

The eyebrows and eyes of the young man have already grown up, and the abstinence at first sight is fully outlined now.

Sang Yu was dumbfounded by his tall and tall figure, broad shoulders and narrow waist.

The young man walked around inside and outside the Buddhist hall repeatedly, and Sang Yu watched everything without losing sight of him, but he was powerless to help.

An hour later, the young man said to him, "Go out."

Sang Yu flew out of Yantian Temple like a ray of light, and stood at the gate of Yantian Temple.

He raised his hand behind his back and looked at the temple gate, his untied long hair was scattered behind his shoulders, revealing his flawless face.

Who would have known that the devil Sang Yu who murdered without batting an eye a hundred years ago was actually a beautiful man with a prosperous beauty.

After a cup of tea, the windy Yantian Temple undergoes earth-shaking changes.

The black air that originally shrouded the temple was broken by the white fluorescent light and replaced bit by bit.

Although the young man can rectify the devil, the remaining righteousness in his body can't support him to complete the purification. He can only set up the magic circle after breaking the yin gathering formation. Sang Yu believes that the young man is not a brainless person, and he will not gamble with his own life.

But half an hour later, Sang Yu still hadn't seen him come out, and an inexplicable panic rose in his heart.

Regardless of the influence of purification, he turned into a ray of light and rushed into Yantian Temple again.

In the Buddhist hall, the young man fell to the ground.

Sang Yu's breathing was out of rhythm, he hurriedly picked up the young man and left the Buddhist hall.

The figures of the two fell in a dense forest, and only then did Sang Yu feel that the heavy stone on his body disappeared, and his body began to feel smooth.

Seeing the pale face of the man in his arms, Sang Yu couldn't help frowning, and injected all the evil energy that had been repaired with great difficulty into the young man's body.

"If you're not dead, open your eyes quickly, what's wrong with your body?" His devilish energy couldn't get in at all.

The young man was shaken by him for a long time before he opened his eyelids as if he couldn't bear it anymore: "I'm fine."

Sang Yu was choked by his irrelevant attitude, and all the breath he couldn't swallow turned into sarcasm: "It's best for you to die, how can this piece of jade be useful in a human body."

The young man's last strength turned into sharp eyes, staring at Sang Yu closely: "How dare you!"

"If you dare to give up your breath, I dare to take it away. When I make trouble, how can you bear me?"

The remaining righteousness in him was taken away by the magic circle, and the devilish energy wanted to overwhelm the host but was firmly suppressed by him.

The body is too weak, once the magic energy pops out, he will explode and die.

With such uneasy thoughts, the young man's consciousness fell into darkness again.

Sang Yu saw that the man really fainted this time, but breathed out in relief.

It took him a while to feel that something was wrong, and he thought inexplicably: "What am I worried about him for?"

Then the light of the snowy night shone on the young man's face, and the snowflakes melted instantly between his brows.

Sang Yu raised his hand to brush as if in a daze, and touched a piece of softness and warmth.

Then the fake body began to throb as if it had a heart.

The white light spreads from Yantian Temple to the dense forest, and the wind blows in, which is sweet.

Half a month later, the mortal New Year just passed, and the spring breeze blew into Mount Queluo. All the disciples in the sect tasted the taste of Tusu wine not long ago, and now it seems that the fragrance is still on their lips and teeth.

Holding the smell of wine, Ling An rushed into the Library Pavilion, and shouted at Jiang Hu: "Li Yu is dead."

The brush made a long mark on the rice paper, as if a wheel had slipped out of a sudden accident.

For the first time, Jianghu couldn't keep his composure in front of Ling An. He stood up abruptly, his voice raised a few notes: "How did you die?"

"I don't know. People went to Yantian Temple and only sent back news that it had been purified."

Because of the relationship between Li and He hating dogs, the people of Yantian Town have already moved out of this place, leaving only an empty town.

Jiang Hu was overwhelmed by the news, and couldn't help himself at all: "How can you be sure that Li Yu is dead?"

Ling An frowned and said, "There are traces of fighting in Yantian Ancient Temple. The elder inspected it for half a day and found Li Yu, who had turned into blood... the scene... there is still demonic energy at the scene."

"Demon energy..." Jiang Hu's brows were almost frowned into a word: "The devil world is coming too?"

"I'm even more curious about who can escape unscathed between the two and purify the evil spirit of Yantian Temple."

"The elder didn't say anything?"

Ling An shook his head: "If it's someone from other immortal sects, they won't discuss such a big matter with Suzaku sect."

Who is that?To purify the evil spirit, one must have a righteous spirit. He may not be a member of the top ten immortal sects, but there are all masters in the immortal sect, so who can be silent?

It can't be Feng Feiyan and other big monsters, and it can't be the immortals in the Three Immortals Mountain. That's only Xie Li... This idea was rejected by Jianghu as soon as it came up. Weakened... Moreover, he will not wait until now if he wants to intervene in this matter.

There is no doubt, Jianghu inexplicably affirmed that Sanxian Mountain, Xie Li and Tianting are all one who stays out of the matter.

He can't stay in Zangshu Pavilion any longer, and now there are more unknown forces, whether the opponent is an enemy or a friend, he can't afford to consume it even for three years.

"Where are you going?"

"Look for Senior He."

Ling An hurriedly said, "Master is in Lingguang Hall."

As soon as he rushed out of the gate of Zangshu Pavilion, he saw Jianghu flying away like the wind.

"Don't you know to wait for me?" Ling An hurriedly followed.

The atmosphere in Lingguang Hall was inexplicable, and Jiang Hu broke in with a sullen face.

The voice stopped abruptly, and Ling Shanzi stared at him blankly.

"Master Ling, Senior He."

Ling Shanzi: "Aren't you retreating in the Cangshu Pavilion?"

Jiang Hu: "Little senior brother told me the matter..."

"So you came out." He Suoshou cut off his words: "Your heart is not quiet at all."

"People from the demon world have appeared."

"Can you stand against them?"

"No." Jiang Hu looked at him, "I need strength."

The 16-year-old body does not shy away from its dirty heart, but expresses it in a high-profile manner.

A strange color flashed in He Suoshou's eyes, and he did not agree or deny Jiang Hu's words: "I just received the news that the former demon king Sang Yu has returned."

"Didn't Sang Yu be buried in the East China Sea?"

In the civil war in the Demon Realm, Sang Yu was defeated and fell, and it has gone through a hundred years of chaos until now.

"The truth is, he's alive."

Jiang Hu said in a deep voice, "Is he the one who appeared in Yantian Temple?"

"Li Yu was killed by Mei Yan, his behavior is very puzzling."

The inexplicable behavior combined with the unguessable purpose is another mystery.

Jianghu took a sharp breath, and he made his own decision again: "Teach me, your skills."

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