Being a villain is also popular in the world of self-cultivation

Zhiying instantly recovered its body. It was now half the height of a human being. The golden horns on its forehead had already grown more than half.

Mozun was already restricted by Shen Chi's formation, and Shen Wuhuo's fierce offensive was in front of him, but he couldn't be distracted for a while. He was actually attacked by the shadow holding a sneak attack. But it was torn into a mess, and as time went by, Mozun's face became more and more ugly.

It is not easy to hold up a large formation alone, even with the help of jade talismans and spirit stones, Shen Chi didn't care to wipe the sweat on his forehead, while maintaining the movement of inputting divine power into the formation, he looked for a breakthrough point.

They are at a disadvantage in this battle, so they can only make a quick decision.

After a few tricks, Shen Wuhuo finally found a gap. At the moment when Mozun was distracted by the shadow holding, the wrist holding the sword turned quickly, and he took advantage of his unpreparedness to drop the weapon in Mozun's hand and hold it down. Dead spot, spiritual power burst out, instantly sealing Demon Lord's dantian, making him unable to move, "Xiaochi, hurry up!"

The blue veins on Mozun's forehead were exposed, his eyes were red, and he stared at Shen Wuhuo, panting heavily.

Shen Wuhuo ignored him, his whole body's spiritual power was used to restrain the Demon Lord, the already chaotic meridians in his body were on the verge of collapse, and even the soul was faintly scattered.

The moment Shen Wuhuo suppressed the Mozun, Shen Chi took out the little sword Mingli gave and flew into the formation. Under the control of divine power, the streamer flashed, and the little sword turned into a three-foot blue sword. Feng, the blade of the sword was glowing with a cold light, just when the tip of the sword was about to touch the Demon Lord, Shen Chi suddenly remembered something, and his movements suddenly stopped, as if he wanted to take back the sword in his hand, but he found that it seemed that there was a Putting one hand on the back of his hand, he slammed the sword forward, only to hear a muffled pop, and the long sword pierced into the demon king's dantian without hindrance.

At the same time, Shen Chi felt a strong drowsiness hit him, and passed away without giving him any time to react.

Shen Wuhuo let go of the Demon Lord, flew to the side of Shen Chi, stretched out his long arms, and protected him in his arms before he fell to the ground, and jumped tens of feet away, followed by the shadow.

"what!!"

Demon Venerable let out a painful cry, and the naked eyes could see that the magic energy in his body was emitting from his body like a black mist, and it just dissipated at the boundary of the area where Shen Wuhuo was standing.His hair fell loose, like a madman, his legs bent and he knelt down on the ground, black blood poured out from his mouth, and his red eyes were full of disbelief, "You reversed the cycle of reincarnation?!"

Shen Wuhuo didn't look at him, looked at Shen Chi, and found that he was just exhausted, and his expression relaxed.

"The sword that stabbed me just now is your incarnation outside your body. Haha, don't guess, under the reversal of reincarnation, only you, Immortal Lord Wuhuo, can hurt my demon soul in the whole world." Demon Venerable He coughed up another mouthful of blood, and there was a tinge of pleasure in the corners of his reddened eyes, "How does it feel to be damaged? Tsk tsk, I was defeated by you back then, and I was sealed by you for thousands of years. Going to die together can be regarded as a matter of my mind. Cough cough cough..."

"Go down and wait." Shen Wuhuo glanced at the sword that was still quietly inserted in the demon king's dantian, his eyes were a little complicated.

Under Shen Wuhuo's gaze, Mingli appeared in front of Mozun out of nowhere, with a cold look on his face, he stretched out his hand and pulled the long sword from Mozun's body.

"Hmm..." Mozun cried out in pain and covered the wound, his hair was wet in strands with sweat, his face was covered with blood and dust, he raised his head to look at Mingli, and hissed, "You! You are not Outer incarnation!"

Ming Li was not affected by the devilish energy on Demon Venerable's body at all, and upon closer inspection, he found that those devilish energy passed through his body, as if...he had no entity.Shaking off the blood on the sword, and then wiping the sword with his sleeve, he walked towards Shen Wuhuo brightly. He stopped in front of Shen Wuhuo, and handed out the sword in his hand, "This sword is reserved for you!" Koike."

Shen Wuhu nodded.

With a sharp finger pointing between Shen Chi's eyebrows, he turned to Shen Wuhuo again, "Take good care of him."

"I will."

Mingli nodded, and took another look at Shen Chi, and then it turned into a ball of white light and melted into Shen Wuhuo's body.

Mozun watched the two merge gradually with his own eyes, as if he was watching an absurd drama, he opened his mouth after a while, and silently uttered two words, "Madman."

Shen Wuhuo actually used the soul-splitting technique that is forbidden by both the immortal and demon realms, and the split soul also developed self-awareness. If one side was not damaged in order to kill him today, perhaps the two of them would grow closer. The more they split up, until they were completely lost.

In this way, he was the one who saved Shen Wuhuo.

Thinking of this, Mozun was so angry that his eyebrows thumped, and he spat out another big mouthful of blood.

Shen Wuhuo glanced at Mozun, then turned his head to look at the distant rocks, and said coldly: "Come out."

Mozun was panting heavily with his head down, but he raised his head when he heard the words, and looked sideways at the direction Shen Wuhuo was looking at.

I saw a bewitching figure in black gauze slowly moving out from behind the stone, and Tingting walked up to the two of them, her eyes paused for a moment on Shen Chi, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, and then she turned to Demon Venerable Yingying After bowing, the corners of her lips evoked a usual charming smile, but she didn't see the slightest respect, and she said: "Mo Yi has met Your Majesty."

Seeing that her eyes fell on Shen Chi, Mozun's heart sank, "I think I treat you well, why did you betray me?" Four or five, which is equivalent to the god transformation stage of Xianxiu, if so, he would not be defeated at all, but just when he confronted the two of Shen Chi, he suddenly discovered that only the strength of the devil baby stage was left.

Mo Yi obviously knew what he was asking, and smiled again, "Your Majesty has treated Mo Yi well, and Mo Yi should remember His Majesty's favor." Then she tilted her head slightly, and blinked her eyes cutely, "But Mo Yi is dead, my lord, don't you even recognize Mo Yi?"

Mozun's pale lips trembled, but he didn't speak.

"Mo Yi" continued to laugh, "You were the one who ordered her to be thrown into Wandu Cave to feed those little babies. Your memory is really bad, but you don't blame me for not recognizing me, which shows that I know enough. Her." She walked towards the demon king step by step, not caring that her flesh was corroded by the raging demonic energy, "she is my own sister."

"You are the Holy Son." Mozun frowned, "You are not dead."

When his identity was revealed, Qing Lian raised his eyebrows and kept walking. With every step he took, his height increased by an inch. When he stopped in front of the Demon Venerable, the extremely enchanting witch had disappeared, leaving only a tall one. The handsome man squatted in front of the demon, he kicked the demon to the ground, seeing him vomit blood, with a big heart, he swung the dagger in his hand, cut the demon one by one, and took off his flesh piece by piece , and covered the wound with a layer of magic element.

This kind of method is much more enjoyable than sprinkling salt on the wound. The demon king's face was distorted in pain, but before the demonic energy in his body completely dissipated, he was doomed to live or die.

Seeing Shen Wuhuo coming back with Shen Chi in his arms, Yun Rao, who had been waiting in the inn lobby for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to go up to ask what was going on, she noticed that Shen Wuhuo's staggering gait was not as pale as it seemed. With a human-like complexion, he panicked, pulled Xie Yuan, and silently followed behind Shen Wuhuo.

Shen Wuhuo put Shen Chi on the bed, took off his shoes and covered him with a quilt, and fell down suddenly.

Before Yun Rao could react, Xi Yuan rushed out from behind her and supported Shen Wuhuo. Seeing that he had closed his eyes tightly, he had obviously passed out. He tapped Shen Wuhuo's body a few times with his fingers, and frowned.

"What's wrong with Uncle Wuhuo?" Yun Rao looked at Shen Wuhuo, and then looked nervously at Xie Yuan.

"He should force himself to use his spiritual power when his meridians are disordered." Li Yuan helped Shen Wuhuo onto the bed, lay down with Shen Chi, and looked at Yun Rao, "I remember that he is a Jindan cultivation base."

"The golden core is complete." Yun Rao replied, "What's wrong?"

"Sigh." Li Yuan shook his head, "I just checked his dantian, and there is no trace of golden elixir in it, so I'm afraid his cultivation level will be lost."

"How is this possible? Shen Wuhuo is the protagonist." Yun Rao couldn't believe it.

"What?" Li Yuan was checking Shenchi, but he didn't hear clearly.

"No, it's nothing." Yun Rao's eyes were full of worry, "Is Uncle Wuhuo's cultivation really...?"

"Not only that, according to his physical condition, even if he is recuperated with elixir, he may not be able to practice in the future." Li Yuan straightened up, "There is nothing wrong with your little uncle, but his spiritual power is exhausted."

Three days later, in the lobby on the first floor of Qingyun Building.

Yun Rao untied and tied the little braids on her temples, tied them and untied them again, her expression became more and more anxious, seeing Xie Yuan came back, she stood up abruptly, "How is it? Did you find the Immortal Doctor?"

"Those who met the Immortal Doctor a few days ago said that he went out for a wandering trip, and I'm afraid he is no longer in Xiacheng." Li Yuan shook his head lightly, "You don't have to worry too much, I have shown them the past two days No, there is no danger of life."

"But they haven't woken up until now. The little uncle never slept for so long when he was suffering from narcolepsy." Yun Rao retorted.

Xi Yuan suddenly reached out and touched Yun Rao's temple, "Does it hurt?"

Yun Rao was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she was pulling a small lock of hair in her hands, obviously she pulled it off in a hurry just now, and was about to speak, when her expression suddenly changed, before she had time to speak to Xie Yuan, she flew upstairs.

Someone moved the formation she had set up in front of the little martial uncle's door.

Shen Chi had a dream. In the dream, he floated up and down, trying to catch something, but no matter how hard he tried, the thing still disappeared.The moment it completely disappeared, his body suddenly relaxed, and then he woke up suddenly.

Raising his hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of his eyes, Shen Chi had some doubts on his face, did he cry?

After thinking for a while, he really couldn't remember why he was crying. Shen Chi wanted to stand up, but found that he was being held tightly in his arms by a pair of arms. When he looked up, he could see Shen Wuhuo's beautifully shaped chin.

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Shen Chi: I'm very sad, but I don't know why.