Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

Ji Linchuan has always spoken truthfully.

When he said 700 years, it was really 700 years, not more than one year, not less than one year. 700 years later, he really set foot on the Flame Heaven by relying on his own cultivation.

This kind of cultivation speed, even in the vast and incomparably vast upper realm, is hard to match, but in this huge upper realm, no one knows Ji Linchuan's name.

It was the devil who covered up his aura.

One is to avoid trouble, so that Linchuan can practice with peace of mind, and the other is that he doesn't want others to disturb the relationship between the two of them.

The person he guards is a famous sword that has never been born. Once it is released, it will cause bloody storms and shock the whole world.

Lieyantian, Fireglass Palace.

Ji Linchuan held two swords and stood in front of the gate of Wei'an Palace.

He asked the guard: "How can I see your Tianzun?"

The guards saw that his face was so pale that he was not like a distinguished guest who usually enters and exits the Fire Glass Palace, so they said disdainfully: "Which family are you from, the Heavenly Venerable can see you whenever you want?"

Ji Linchuan only continued: "You just need to tell me how to meet."

The guard asked back, "Why did you see me?"

Ji Linchuan didn't answer, but the sword in his hand answered for him.

The tall palace gate was directly split open under the sword energy, the restriction on the gate was as if there was nothing, and the falling dust and wood chips sprinkled all over the guard's head, fascinated his surprised and terrified eyes.

He stared blankly at the handsome young man entering with a sword, followed by a tall man in a black robe. He suddenly came to his senses, knowing that it would be a crime of dereliction of duty if he did not stop him. As he was about to go over, he was pinched by the black-robed man fluffily stretching out his hand, and then turned his head to look at him.

At a glance, it is the hell and the underworld, no longer on earth.

Fire Glass Palace, Suzaku main hall.

Ji Linchuan walked in step by step, the inside was empty and lonely, without the slightest human voice.

He looked up and saw the stairs made of fireworks climbing up, Yanye Tianzun was sitting high above the hall, the gorgeous halo covered his figure, only a white and slender body resting on the armrest was exposed. The hand, with ten fingers of Koudan, is bright red.

Behind him is a huge portrait of Suzaku.

The solemn and sacred Suzaku spread its wings and took off, and a heavy sense of oppression poured down.

It was Ji Linchuan who spoke first: "You know who I am."

Yanye Xianzun's voice was hard to distinguish between male and female, and it seemed illusory: "Yes. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Ji Linchuan said: "If you want me to come out, you don't have to use so many hands and feet."

Immortal Yan Ye said: "But you still came out now, you shouldn't have come out so late. They are anxious, and I am also anxious. Everyone wants to be the first person to see you. Fortunately, you are the first The one I see is the deity, and you have always been the most satisfied with the gifts I give you."

Ji Linchuan thought of the quaint palace gate of Shangxuanxianzong, the time and disciples who were frozen after opening it.

He had carefully read them one by one and kept them in his heart. Whether he knew them or not, it was all his fault.

Ji Linchuan said: "I'm here this time for this purpose. I want to seek justice for those who died innocently."

"Fairness?" Immortal Yan Ye has slowly stood up, the brilliance covering his body is hidden, revealing his long dark red hair and gorgeous eyes, his ten fingers are clenched forward, and there is a faint smile on his lips , "There is no right or wrong in the dispute of the great way, so how can we talk about fairness? You are a very good fish. With you, I can be more sure of landing. I am still very grateful. You chose the Me, not them."

Ji Linchuan said: "You said that there is no right or wrong in the dispute of the Great Dao. But I have my own right, and I also have my own fault. The murder you have committed before will be settled by the sword in my hand."

The left hand is Tianji, and the right hand is Mingchuan.The two swords were raised horizontally, pointing directly at the immortal on the high seat!

Immortal Yan Ye stood up from his seat, his wide robe sleeves were hunting and dancing in the sudden air flow, his red lips curled up: "As an ant, I have no self-knowledge, but I have been flying for hundreds of years, how can I have the right to talk to this deity?" '!"

He turned his eyes to the man in black robe standing behind Ji Linchuan, his face was a little solemn, and he still smiled: "I think the one who came by your side is the one who has been covering your tracks for you. He can hide his tracks from me and those people." , but also has some skills. However, if you want to regard him as your reliance, it is too simple to think."

He raised his hand, and the solemn and sacred painting of Suzaku behind him suddenly shone brightly. After a while, a fire phoenix covered in flames came out of the painting, attacking in the direction of Ji Linchuan and the devil!

"The flame of Suzaku can burn all the evil spirits in the world. Although I don't know who your helper is from the devil world, but even if the current prince of the devil world is here, you have to stand back three feet when you see this fire!" Immortal Yan Ye raised his arms wide. palm, the ten fingers of Koudan form a blood line that runs across the void of the palace, and flames burn from the line, reflecting the entire space fiery red.

When Ji Linchuan heard this, even though he knew that the Demon Lord was powerful, he still couldn't help but glance to his side.In order to escape from the abyss together with him, the demon lord gave up half of his soul body, and the wound has never recovered. Now that he encounters the flame of Suzaku, he can't help feeling a little worried...

Seeing the pair of black abyss-like eyes covered by the mask of the demon lord looking towards him, the thin lips smiled slightly, with some inherent evil spirit and a little gentleness, which meant to teach him not to worry.

The fire phoenix leaped down, engulfing the figure of the demon lord, and the cold voice of Immortal Yan Ye came from a distance: "No matter who protects you today, your soul is destined to become my nourishment, and let me set foot on the peak of this fairy world."

As soon as the words fell, the overwhelming blood line was pressed down like a net, and the raging flames burning on the line wrapped around.

The steaming heat wave made people feel like they were in a stove. Ji Linchuan clenched the two swords in his hands tightly, and the aura of Taoism was entwined, turning into a chaotic glimmer on the tip of the sword.

"No, you're wrong."

He said lightly.

"I don't need anyone's protection. Because today—I'm only here to take your life with my own hands."

Lie Yan overcomes demons, but Chaos Flame can devour everything in the world.

Infinite flames gathered from the hands of Immortal Yan Ye, from the sky and the earth. The grand palace has become the center of the entire flames. If you look at it from a distance, you can see a huge red vortex - this is the place that occupies the nine layers. The power of the Immortal Venerable, one of the heavens, borrows the power of the heaven and the earth, and it is continuous and never exhausted.

However, chaos arises, everything returns to its original state, and the flames disappear!

The blood net was opened by the two swords, and even if the flames swept from the sky and the earth, and touched the chaotic white light, it would be impossible to move forward.

Ji Linchuan supported the passage with two swords and climbed up the steps step by step.

Standing on a high place, Immortal Yan Ye lowered his eyes, the faint arrogance and contempt on his face disappeared, and he said expressionlessly: "I have underestimated you for cultivating to such a level in just a few thousand years."

Ji Linchuan said: "If you have other means, use them."

Immortal Yan Ye looked at him coldly, and suddenly smiled indifferently, saying: "You are right. The battle between Yuyu must naturally be fought by the method between Yuyu."

In the palace, countless bloodlines hang down, and the burning flames above are no longer there.

In the decaying light, Immortal Yan Ye stretched out his slender jade hand, pointed at Kou Dan's hand, and pressed it lightly.

There is nothing under his palm, but it seems that everything in the world, time and space, is pressed into those slender fingers.

"Being on this shore, the heart goes to the other end. Constantly flowing into the shore, the spirit and form are separated."

"This formula is—"

"Cut off."