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above the water corridor.

Mu Qingjia's heart was full of turmoil, but his face was calm and he said: "How do you know?"

This demon cultivator is an enemy of the fox fairy, so it is impossible to help him with good intentions, and what he throws out is just bait.

"Your voice is very nice." Lou Qing said in a wrong voice, "I used to use falsetto."

He stumbled and spoke slowly and earnestly, which seemed to be caused by not speaking often.

Mu Qingjia thought to himself that this person was completely clueless, and said calmly, "How did you know my identity?"

"I've seen it before." Lou Qing finally replied.

However, Mu Qingjia racked his brains and couldn't remember how he had heard this person's voice before.He also couldn't see the person's face, let alone identify it.

But according to what he said, it should be "Yanshi" that Lou Qing met before.

"50 years, seven months, 21 years ago, do you still remember the battle on the ice field?" Lou Qing said, "I can't forget it day and night."

He gave an extremely accurate time, and Mu Qingjia lowered his head in meditation, and said in surprise, "...it's you."

That was the time when he pretended to be Yanshi and fought against Venerable Liyan Mengji Icefield.

At that time, there were three attendants by Meng Ji's side, one of whom was ordered to commit suicide by Meng Ji, and the other was killed by the battle between Lu Wu and Meng Ji, leaving only the last thin child.

That child's complexion was pale, with the delicate facial features of Yangzhou area, plus he was born a bit stupid and couldn't even speak clearly. All of this reminded Mu Qingjia at that time of his mother.

Maybe it was a child that Moxiu snatched from the human world.he guessed.

So Mu Qingjia moved with compassion, and spared the child's life under the tiger's claws, and perfunctorily said to Awei that Lu Wu swallowed it.

He thought at that time, it was freezing cold in the northwest, the little demon cultivator hadn't built his foundation yet, and he was at his mercy, so he might not even survive a day.

Little did they know that 50 years had passed, that little demon repairman, Lou Qing, had grown into such a formidable enemy.

The cause sown in a moment of compassion eventually turned into a bad result—at least it seems to be a bad result now.

Lou Qing seemed to have a happy mood because of being recognized by him.

"I was too weak then, so you forgot." He said slowly, "It won't happen in the future."

Mu Qingjia only felt that the other party was exuding a cold feeling, which was similar to but completely different from the little devil at that time, which made people feel hairy.He didn't want to talk to him, so he stretched out his hand to touch the jade ring with wooden carvings.

"'Possession of spirits.' That's what you call it." Lou Qing noticed his movements, "I will too."

He said again: "I am Huashen, you are Nascent Soul."

The fish in the lower reaches of the Shuer Corridor made splashes, the black fish opened its mouth and swallowed the head of a small fish, gnawed with sharp teeth, and the lake surface was glistening with blood.

Mu Qingjia resisted the cold hairs on his back, his throat rolled with difficulty.

There is no reliable person around, even if he is possessed by Xingru, and no one protects his body, then——

"You can't beat me." Lou Qing stated the facts, "So, you can only follow me."

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The main hall of the Chujun Palace, and the Hall of Lili.

The inside of the hall was built by a huge wild beast skeleton. Under the guidance of the demonic maid, a group of three people passed through the narrow white tailbone and stepped into the wide abdomen of the beast.

The ribs are carved inward into the lamp, and the blood flames dance on the merman candle.

In the deepest part of the hall, the beast opened its mouth wide, its fangs intertwined, and the throne was in the center, surrounded by bright and ferocious fur.

"My lord has come to my humble house, and I am far away to welcome you."

The white-haired prince in the striped fur.

His tone was arrogant, bare shoulders and bare feet, sitting boldly in the center.

To the north stood four demon cultivators with different looks and shapes, each sitting on a bone pedestal, they were the 'Four Monarchs' of the demon prince.

Venerable Haoyan Du Yuan snorted, and without waiting to give up his seat, he took the two men in black robes and took the guest seat to the south.

The guest seat is made of a main rib and finely crushed other bones, which has a bloody and gloomy atmosphere.

One of the men in black touched the bone seat excitedly, and said excitedly: "This bone seat smells so good, I like it so much! Your lord, after you sit on the throne, give me all the bone seats, okay? "

In words, he already regards the hall as his own.

"Hey, eat the bear heart and leopard guts!"

The girl in the last of the four princes, dressed in fine clothes, became angry, her sleeves swirled like golden flowers, thousands of needles burst out from her body, and she pierced towards the man in black.

The man in black was indifferent to her attack, Jie Jie let out a wretched laugh and said, "Where did the girl throw herself into her arms?"

The girl in the fancy dress looked even more ruthless, and when she was about to go deeper, she suddenly became alert.

Although she has lost half of her magic skills and has not been promoted to God Transformation in the past 30 years, the intuition gained from countless bloody battles has not faded with her cultivation.

A point of sharpness pierces the atrium like a sharp thorn.

She flipped back hastily.Three phoenix soul needles are sacrificed in Youmei, the first one shakes the golden thread in the net of heaven and earth, the second strikes the tail of the former needle, picking up the golden thread, and the third one makes it unavoidable, reaching to the vacant The girl in the fancy dress stabbed.

She twisted beautifully, but the ground next to her slammed her fist fiercely, the torrent of brown sand caught the Phoenix Soul Needle, and only scratched a shallow mark.

"It's not painful or itchy." The burly man with dark brown complexion hummed.

The Phoenix Soul Needle fell from his wide palm and flew back to its master.

——The man who didn't show his face at the beginning and didn't say a word.

Du Yuan sneered, and said loudly: "Stupid, they say that you hurt people 'no pain or itching', why don't you show them with all your strength?"

The man slowly retracted a phoenix soul needle, and said dully: "It's almost here."

Seeing his stupid look, the girl in Chinese clothes laughed and said, "Why is the venerable so downcast that he accepts the stupid bastard as his disciple?"

The man was silent, the air was floating, and the flames illuminated his extraordinarily pale jaw.

There was a faint commotion outside the hall, and a demon cultivator threw himself on the outside of the hall, saying: "Who trespassed...uh!"

The other two phoenix soul needles that fell at nowhere just now pierced through the attendant's neck, blood splattered and flew back into a pale and thin hand.

Qin Guan on the throne suddenly straightened his back and looked at the two people outside the hall.

It was dusk, and gleams of light penetrated into the hall, illuminating the white silk covering the eyes of the man behind.

"—How dare you!"

The moment he saw Mu Qingjia clearly, Qin Guan threw out his sword furiously, and the hundred thousand swords burst out five out of seven, and the sword flowed like a galaxy, stabbing at Lou Qing one after another.

Outside the hall, Lou Qing's eyes were dull, and he didn't even try to hide, and fell to the ground with dozens of swords in his body.After the smoke and dust passed, there were no people, only human-shaped wooden carvings that had been stabbed to pieces.

The three phoenix soul needles returned to the hands of the man in black robe in the hall, his hood was blown away by the strong wind, revealing a pale and gloomy face, like another Lou Qing.

Everyone was amazed seeing this, and Mu Qingjia was also a little surprised: it turned out that the "Lou Qing" who communicated with him just now was just a puppet clone, and he didn't realize it at all.

There is actually someone who can control the main body and the clone at the same time after being possessed with a soul!

Mu Qingjia's back was even colder, but he thought about comforting himself, sooner or later he would face Venerable Haoyan directly.Instead of regretting and being shocked, it is better to go on with all your heart.

After Qin Guan's Baiqian sword was unsheathed, the superficial peace in the Hall of Chili was instantly torn apart, and Lou Qing and the wretched demon cultivator launched together to attack Qin Guan.

Seeing this, the girl in fine clothes shook off the seven golden threads, and together with another demon king whose body was covered in black mist, tried to restrain Lou Qing and the other two.The other two kings took the enemy leader directly.

Du Yuan, who was the target of everyone's criticism, had a calm expression on his face, watching the people in the hall attacking and defending like watching a monkey show, with a smile on the corner of his lips.

At the center of the storm, he just raised his hand and raised his palm, and suddenly billowing flames were released from his palm, filling the entire palace in an instant.

The mountain-like shoulders of the strong Moxiu floated runes, and used his body as a shield to protect the thin monkey Moxiu beside him, but before he lasted the second breath, he was thrown out and hit the animal bone.

The heat of Qili Hall rose sharply, and the skeletons of fierce beasts were filled with blood streaks in the scorching air, standing majestically in the flames.

Under his blow, the two monarchs who were the first to bear the brunt were repelled a hundred meters, blood flowed from the arms of the strong demon cultivator, and the girl in the fancy dress was also affected and slightly injured.

——This is the strength of Venerable Haoyan: it is only one step away from becoming a demon, and in the three realms, except for Huo Wei of the Underworld Butterfly Sword and Bu Chengbi, Venerable Songhe, no one can beat him.

According to Huo Wei's speculation, he is also the demon cultivator who stole Mu Qingjia's eyes.

Sparks filled the air, and black flames steamed. When everyone's vision was blocked, Mu Qingjia saw a very small sword protruding from the group of swords cruising like a galaxy, and hid it in his sleeve.

Feeling the slight movement of his arm, he paused and looked at Qin Guan's position on the other side of the smoke.

"Stop it all." Du Yuan's voice came leisurely from the depths of the flames, "I am not here to destroy the palace."

The girl in Chinese clothes helped the strong demon to stand up, and said to herself: "This bastard's strength has not diminished back then, why did the King of Hades release such a demon from the ground!"

Among the two men in black robes who were fighting her, Lou Qing had stopped attacking and quietly landed behind Du Yuan.Another moxiu with a wretched voice was completely immersed in the violent fighting spirit, with the sharp claws of wild beasts growing out of his finger bones, looking crazy.

He is a monster who cultivates demons. Looking at the monster shape, he seems to be a monster like a weasel.

"The bestiality has not retreated, no wonder you are so crazy." The girl in Chinese clothes said contemptuously.

"I remembered." The yellow weasel demon showed four sharp teeth, and smiled lewdly: "The immortal demon was inferior to others in the robbery, and you were the one who was caught and locked up by the immortal alliance! It is said that you gave birth to a bastard with mixed blood of immortal and demon ..."

The girl in Chinese clothes was poked at the pain point: "I tore your mouth!"

The two were still fighting together, Du Yuan Tairan sat on the bone chair and said: "The deity said, stop."

I don't know what kind of spell he used, but the weasel monster flying in the air suddenly looked ferocious, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, its limbs twitching non-stop.

"My lord, my lord, I don't dare!" He begged for forgiveness, with uncontrollable saliva dripping from his lips, "I beg your lord, please spare my life!"

Taking advantage of her illness to kill her, the girl in Chinese clothes doesn't care whether the fight is fair or not, she will twist the weasel demon into minced weasel meat if she goes through the needle.

"Gu Rong, stop." Qin Guan also said.

At the critical moment, the girl in fine clothes made a maneuver and finally let go of her prey.She withdrew the gold thread and gave a dissatisfied "pooh".

The spell on Huang Weasel Demon's body was over, and he rolled and crawled to Du Yuan's feet, saying, "Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

Flattery is both disgusting and pathetic.

And Du Yuan didn't even leave the bone seat.

"I thought that the heirs left behind by the king are so stunning." He put his hand in, seemingly casually said, "It's unbelievable that he is so indecisive that he can't even control his servants."

Just as Gu Rong was about to fight back, she shut up sullenly under the eyes of Zhuangshuo Moxiu.

"The strong conquer people with prestige." Qin Guan slowly withdrew his Baiqian sword, "Using spells to control people is something I disdain."

Gu Rong looked for an opportunity to agree, and said to Du Yuan: "If it weren't for your troublesome 'Heart-Eating Curse', who in the Three Realms would listen to you?"

The Heart-eating Curse is Venerable Haoyan's unique secret curse, even if the Heavenly King Laozi is planted with this curse, it cannot be removed without his own hands.As long as he moves a finger, the person who has been planted with the Heart-eating Curse will suffer from the pain of being devoured by thousands of ants, and if he moves again, his internal organs will fester and he will die without a whole body.

This was the case with the weasel demon just now.

"Listen to the deity's words and you can survive, but if you don't want to listen, you will die." Du Yuan said, "The Heart-eating Curse is indeed despicable, but it is extremely simple and practical."

"No one treats you with sincerity." Qin Guan said in a deep voice.

"I don't need their sincerity." Du Yuan was amused by him and laughed loudly, "I will not pursue those who secretly curse at me or have evil intentions. As long as they are willing to be used by me, they are eligible to live."

"The sincerity is changeable, so it's useless. Even 'His Royal Highness' is the same." He stood up, suddenly changed his target, and walked towards Mu Qingjia. "The elder brother who once treated His Highness sincerely, is he still willing to stand by your side now?"

He looked at Qin Guan playfully, as if he wanted to see a wave of wavering on his face.

When in close contact with Venerable Haoyan, Mu Qingjia felt a coercive pressure from the top powerhouse, but it was not as thrilling as when facing Huo Wei's flame.

He immediately confirmed that Du Yuan's flame could not hurt him.

However, this person is so powerful that no one in the palace can match him.If he broke out with all his strength, in time, everyone in the hall except Mu Qingjia would be doomed.

——Then, since Du Yuan came here to fight for the throne, why didn't he do it now?

The tiny blade in Mu Qingjia's sleeve moved slightly, and he raised his head to face the Supreme Demon Realm, calmly.

"You don't need to worry about matters in the door." Qin Guan said solemnly, "Gu Rong, give up your seat."

The girl in Chinese clothes obeyed her orders, and floated towards Mu Qingjia in a chariot. When she passed by Du Yuan, she was oppressed by her coercion, her whole body trembled, and she almost fell off the chariot.

Mu Qingjia helped her without a trace, but his face was indifferent, as if unwilling.

Gu Rong cast a grateful glance at him, and after seeing his expression, she was quite surprised, full of inexplicable, half threatening and half dragging him to the bone seat with the four kings.

"It's touching." Du Yuan smiled, "Your Highness has turned to the magic way for so many years, but still can't forget the rules of respecting teachers and elders in the way of immortality."

He stared at Qin Guan, and said in a loud voice: "Cultivating immortals is not successful, and cultivating demons is not like it. How can His Highness 'conquer the people with prestige'?"