Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

The minds of these stupid demon cultivators are only the size of broad beans, and they must be able to pretend to be the next thing in their lives.

Unlike human beings, love, hatred, and hatred fill their chests to the brim, ever-changing is not enough, and a heart can't rest for a long time, and it will change in a short time, and it will change beyond recognition in a blink of an eye.

Han Yuan's dragon body was stretched to the limit by Bian Xu's ever-expanding sacrificial technique, and began to burst out the broken flesh and blood inside. At the same time, as if to share the pain, his divided soul confronted himself. scolded.

The demon sneered: "You don't need to talk about others, hey, you were making a fuss about killing people all over the world at the end of last month, what's going on now, the moon didn't even have time to be full this month, once you heard that you were not expelled Go out and become a saint who worries about the world again. Tsk... your face has become more diligent than a woman's Guishui, and the style of the devil dragon has been washed away by your uncertain Guishui."

Han Yuan replied: "If the Guishui of a certain month can wash you away together, I will find a place to become a monk and become a monk. I will eat fast and chant Buddha for the rest of my life... Damn you support me for a while, I can't hold it anymore!"

The heart demon snorted, and actually took his body as promised.

Suddenly, the boundary between Han Yuan's two souls became less clear.

Tang Zhen indifferently tossed the bird corpse aside, together with his dead body that had been silent in the snow-capped mountains many years ago, still hugging the bright red feathers, as if he had shaken off a handful of years-old garbage.

He retracted his hand that was burnt back by his puppet talisman, and looked at the puddle with murderous eyes: "Trouble."

Immediately, Tang Zhen resolutely abandoned the ghost that was injured by his puppet talisman, and his primordial spirit injected into the infinite ghosts around him at the same time, and all the terrifying ghosts opened their eyes together, men, women, old and young, They all have the same paranoid eyes, and what they present in front of everyone is like a grotesque nightmare.

Li Yun had already realized the danger one step ahead. He immediately rushed to the still unconscious puddle with his sword, grabbed Tonghe's slender bird legs, and dragged her away from the air like a sack, and at the same time pulled her He opened the middle storage bag, quickly took out a handful of something, threw them out one after another, and a goddess came to scatter flowers.

Before this series of actions was completed, a ghost figure closest to the puddle exploded, barely passing her by—if it wasn't for Li Yun's quick reaction, the puddle wouldn't have been blown to death, but The puppet talisman in his hand, which can only block fatal damage once, will be invalid once it is accurate.

Tang Zhen turned his face and denied anyone, denying his former self in such a decisive way.

At the same time, the self-exploding ghost image also blew up the things Li Yun threw into the sky. For a time, countless messy, colorful potions and spells flew all over the sky, and large pieces of paper grasshoppers rolled out in the air like a plague of locusts. There was a whirlwind, and the army of bugs, big and small, bravely jumped in line from the ghost shadows. Although they had almost no attack power, they were enough to disturb the sight and sound.

During this gap, a bottle of fossil water was sprayed on Han Yuan's body drop by drop, briefly turning the dragon's body, which was about to be torn apart, into a rock as hard as a city wall without cracks.

Han Yuan suddenly felt cold from head to toe, and felt that he could not move at all. He roared in smoke, "Which side are you on, Li Yun? It's fine if you don't help, can you not make trouble!"

Li Yun dragged the puddle to flee for his life, and replied: "I'll help you hold on for a while, what's it called?"

Han Yuan: "Stones can crack too! What on earth are you thinking, you bastard!"

Speaking of this, Li Yun was a little proud: "Haha, don't worry, this fossil water is made of Tianshan rock, which is definitely stronger than your own."

He even yelled!

Han Yuan: "What the fuck can I do if I can't go back? Will I fill in a 'Chang Chong Mountain' for the Hundred Thousand Shu Mountains in the future!"

Li Yun sighed with a sad face: "My God, little junior brother, just make do with it, you are going to be cut into pieces, it's good to be able to live, and you dare to care about what material you are... oh shit! "

Tang Zhen rolled up his sleeves angrily, a ghostly aura pervaded the air, and all the grasshoppers jumping in the sky kicked their legs and landed on the ground with a clatter.

At this time, Puddle suddenly broke free from his hand, and spread her wings at an unbelievable speed to one side of the mountain. In the blink of an eye, he ran towards the figure of an adult Tonghe.

The ancient god bird landed on the flattened mountain rocks like descending, on the wings that can cover the sky and the sun, boundless flames rolled up with the wind, and became silhouettes in the dark sky, like an unspeakable legend.

Li Yun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered the 3000-year-old demon pill, and felt cold from the palm of his hand to his heart, and hissed, "Han Tan, what did you do!"

There is no time to pay attention to the puddle, the inner alchemy of the demon king seems to inflate her whole body into a ball, her bones and muscles are infinitely stretched, and every inch of the immature half-demon body seems to be being skinned Suffering from cramps, she wished she could lie on the ground and roll herself into a ball of mud.

The wind and thunder in the sky are surging, implying power, intending to kill this little bird who has overestimated his cultivation and forced himself to death.

The senior brother gave her the Demon Pill of the Demon King, obviously treating her as a human being. If a person has a hundred years of experience, he should know the seriousness of course. I didn't expect her to peel the human skin, but the essence is still a rampage bird.

The moment the thunder fell, Puddle had already begun to regret her impulsiveness, and she thought to herself: "I am impulsive, and I might die."

She thought she would be in pain and fear, but she didn't. Amidst the fire and thunder, the puddle seemed to see the body of the little bird, and she thought, "I should have died a long time ago, if I hadn't been escorted by my own mother since I was born. If I hadn't been suppressed by the master's soul when I broke the shell, if I hadn't been protected by the master and senior brothers for so many years, I would either have become a crazy bad person like Tang Zhen, or I would have passed away long ago .”

She felt that she was able to live safely until now, it was really just luck, it was enough.

So he jumped into the sacrificial method blocked by Han Yuan.

The tyrannical power of the sacrificial art surged, together with thunder and raging fire, and Tonghe was in it, like a painting left over from the prehistoric era. This scene evokes distant memories of the past.

Suddenly, the lingering puppet talisman on the neck of the puddle erupted with a burst of light, brazenly withstood the blow, and the countless delicate grooves in the talisman shone brightly, as if someone had entrusted it with the most deep and circuitous emotion.

Tang Zhen felt as if something in his heart that had been silent for many years broke suddenly, indicating that a puppet talisman connected to him had died.

He has long been ruthless, but the little talisman left in the past is still dedicated to his duty, blocking the doomed catastrophe for a relative his master does not recognize.

Puddle felt as if he had rushed through a painful narrow passage, experiencing the process of breaking his shell again.

A mouthful of humid air suddenly poured into her lungs, all limbs were stretched to the extreme in an instant, the 3000-year inner alchemy of the only demon king in history who died in bed spun uprightly in her inner mansion, and the red crane raised its head to the sky and let out a cry The long crane chirped, and spread out the two wings that had just grown up, as if the sun was about to disappear.

As she roared, all the ominous ghosts couldn't help but make way for the Phoenix Houyi, and the real fire of samadhi surged out, trying to burn all the unclean things in the world, and fell down in the formation surrounded by Han Yuan. The huge circle of fire was constantly consuming the huge destructive power of Bian Xu's sacrifice technique.

Tang Zhen's short-term confusion gradually disappeared from the faces of those ghosts, and the black air began to surge in his eyes again. The ghosts said together in a calm voice: "I have a deep relationship with the Fuyao faction, and I have a friendship. I don't want to To take the lives of you and other juniors, but since you are determined to seek death..."

Tang Zhen—— Tang Zhen, who is attached to thousands of ghosts, suddenly raised his arms at the same time, and countless black air surged out from thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, causing people to see an illusion, as if the world itself contained infinite dirt , A little trouble can make waves.

Han Yuan couldn't help taking a deep breath at the place where the devilish energy was soaked. The devilish energy that had calmed down all over his body surged to the half-petrified face of the devil dragon in an instant, and the dragon's eyes were filled with indescribably terrifying blood.

Han Yuan barely suppressed his instincts, regained his composure with difficulty, and shouted: "Go away! Hurry up!"

This powerful demonic energy made people feel so afraid that Li Yun really believed Tang Zhen's words for a while.

Could it be that the cause and effect of those millions of resentful souls really happened to him?

Could it be that there is really something in the dark that is indiscriminately fulfilling this big devil?

What was the point of that day?

Tang Zhen laughed loudly and said: "Do you really think that the wise and martial ancestor of your sect was strangled by the Four Sages just because he accidentally went mad? There are so many devil cultivators in the world, why don't you see them chasing them one by one? Let me tell you why Tong Ruzuin It is unforgivable, because Fuyao Mountain has been township on the Valley of Demons since ancient times, and the pure energy of the world can be offset by the energy of demons. That piece of "Wanted things become stones" is transformed by thousands of demons in the world, and has been suppressed on the platform of no regrets. Released by him once guarding himself, how many wars and famines these years, how many powerful people in the world have gone crazy, all of them are the subtle effects of the heart demon valley that has been unsealed for a hundred years--Demon Dragon, speaking of it, just a hundred years, your cultivation base To be able to be so diligent is to borrow the shadow of my ancestors."

Li Yun: "You fart—"

The Yuanshen sword in his hand, which had been silent for a long time, was suddenly dyed with a thin sword light. Li Yun felt the sword move, looked down, tears almost filled his eyes on the spot, and suddenly felt that he had a backbone again.

Li Yun released the Yuanshen sword without hesitation, and said to You Liang who was entangled with many ghosts: "That sword repairer, continue!"

You Liang heard that he took the Primordial Sword in his hand, how powerful the sheathed sword intent was, the moment You Liang touched the sword, he almost felt that he had glimpsed a big realm, he called out "Hello, decisively" With his sword drawn, he swept away the large ghost shadows blocking him.

Tang Zhen was taken aback, and hurriedly backed away, and was chased all the way by You Liang, who was changing from shotgun to cannon, until the sword was completely infested with demonic energy, and it couldn't help dimming, and most of the ghosts that couldn't dodge were cleaned up.

Tang Zhen's eyes changed a little, and he stared at the young Jianxiu not far away, but he was talking about Yan Zhengming and the others: "We managed to escape from the Sea of ​​Northern Darkness...but so what?"

You Liang's pupils shrank.

Tang Zhen raised his hands horizontally, and many ghosts came out of his palms. Tang Zhen looked at the sword that had lost its energy contemptuously: "Can you catch up? Can you kill them all?"

It stands to reason that Yan Zhengming and the two of them really couldn't keep up.

Only when you are on the road, the land of Kyushu looks so vast and vast.

Yan Zhengming frowned: "What the hell, Li Yun just used the Yuanshen sword I gave him."

Cheng Qian said: "There is a method. I don't know if it will work. Anyway, Yu Jian will never be able to catch up when he goes back. It's better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

Yan Zhengming: "What..."

Cheng Qian raised his hand and grabbed the seal of the head from his neck, and said quickly: "The Heart Demon Valley, remember? One of the meanings of the existence of Fuyao Mountain is to suppress the Heart Demon Valley. There must be a capable person in the seal of the head The passage leading to the Valley of the Demons, let's go from there."

Yan Zhengming didn't understand, so he said, "Walking in the Valley of the Demons? What do you mean, isn't the Valley of the Demons in the back mountain?"

"The Heart Demon Valley is only sealed in the back mountain," Cheng Qian said, "It is everywhere. Anyone who has desires will have a passage to the Heart Demon Valley. Although this area is inaccessible, the evil spirit of Xuanwu Hall has not dissipated. You Open the door seal and try, whether you succeed or not is up to fate."

Yan Zhengming knew that he was restricted by the ban and couldn't tell the whole story, so he didn't ask him how he knew these things, he believed him unconditionally, and opened the seal with his spiritual sense.

In an instant, the two of them felt darkness in front of their eyes, and the familiar darkness surged in, engulfed by the remaining demonic energy in the ice field, the two disappeared in place.

Cheng Qian's consciousness was briefly lost for a moment, and he soon came back to his senses. He was supported in the dark, and a gleam of light lit up beside him, and he knew without looking that it was the luminous pearl wholesaled by the elder brother.

The Heart Demon Valley seemed to be different from the last time the two arrived. The demonic energy lingering inside was so strong that it was almost choking. Walking in it, it seemed that all negative emotions would be aroused.

Yan Zhengming's heart froze, and Jianxiu had been accompanied by a compelling hostility all his life, so he was always more susceptible to these influences.

He managed to calm himself down: "What's going on?"

Cheng Qian sank into a deep state of mind, and said as he walked: "Do you remember that Tong Ru asked for his wish to be turned into a stone? Although Tong Ru was crazy at the time, he was not insane. Please take that stone away and you will definitely change your mind." The Demon Valley has been sealed again, but unfortunately without that crucial stone, the seal must not be as strong as it was at the beginning, just when we broke the Demon Slaying Formation last time, chances and coincidences tore a hole in it."

Although Yan Zhengming was agitated by the Heart Demon Valley, he was not stupid. He immediately reacted after hearing the words: "I thought we would be fine if we left there! So Tang Zhen knew about it at that time, instead of reminding me , when I was boarding in Fuyao Mountain, did I secretly extract the demonic energy of Heart Demon Valley? Yes...I invited him here, why am I so good at luring wolves into my house?"

Yan Zhengming spoke faster and faster. When it came to the point of anxiety, he could hardly contain the anger in his heart. He grabbed Cheng Qian's arm, and his fingers almost pinched into Cheng Qian's flesh. A faint mark was almost seen again between the eyebrows: "Damn it, you are not allowed to leave my sight!"

Cheng Qian entered the Tao with his heart, even if his state of mind was shaken by listening to the inheritance of Qiankun, he was still more stable than him. At this time, he ignored the experience of the senior brother who was in a state of madness. During the interrogation of Han Yuan, I intentionally showed my flaws, and Shang Wannian reminded me that I have been hit by a painting spirit, who would be wary of old friends? Calm down, we have to go directly to Fuyao Houshan from here, and we have to rely on the seal of the sect master."

Yan Zhengming took a deep breath, and suddenly pushed out the palm seal in his hand. Thousands of stars suddenly appeared in the palm seal, as if laying out the entire splendid galaxy in the Valley of Demons, and instantly settled all the turmoil around him down.

Yan Zhengming's buzzing and feverish mind calmed down a bit, only then did he realize that Cheng Qian's sleeve had been scratched by him. Fortunately, the monk had the body protection essence, and Cheng Qian himself was much stronger than his clothes.

He coughed slightly in embarrassment: "I...that..."

Cheng Qian continued: "You sword cultivators are born with a disease, and you will explode when you ignite it. I know, you don't need to explain-it's important to find the exit quickly."

Yan Zhengming laughed, and pressed his consciousness into the seal of the master with ease, and quickly searched for everything related to the heart demon valley.

But the information in the seal of the head is too complex, and the spiritual sense of the heads of all generations resonated with him uneasy, Yan Zhengming was at a loss for a while.

At this time, in the mountains of Shuzhong, Tang Zhen commanded many ghosts to roar down, and the forbidden technique left by Bian Xu suddenly increased, forcing the true fire of Samadhi in the puddle to one side.

At this juncture, Han Yuan's body suddenly flickered. After all, he was in the body of a demon dragon, and he was only one step away from Lord Bei Ming. It is not easy for him to stay still for a moment.

The effect of the potion is gradually fading.

If the petrification is unlocked at this time, Han Yuan will inevitably be blasted by the forbidden technique.

He finally stopped worrying about the material: "I can't hold on anymore, Li Yun, let's have another bottle!"

Li Yun shouted in despair: "No more!"

After yelling, Li Yun closed his eyes without tears, and said to himself: "Mother, can you still make it, big brother?"

As the petrification on Han Yuan's body began to recede, the increasingly irrepressible forbidden technique tore his body harder, and bloodshot eyes appeared between every scale of Han Yuan.

Yan Zhengming's spiritual consciousness was burning in the head seal, and the gossip plate representing the blood oath suddenly flashed in his hand-the blood oath was signed by Fuyao Shang Wannian, but the main body was Han Yuan, and Han Yuan naturally had no ability to break the blood oath. Swear, this can only mean that he is going to see his ancestors soon.

Yan Zhengming broke out in cold sweat, but only the spiritual consciousness of the previous generations of headmen can enter the seal of the head, and he couldn't even ask Cheng Qian to help.

At this moment, Tong Ru, who had been possessed by him several times in the head seal, suddenly appeared in front of him.Unlike before, this time Yan Zhengming had the illusion that Tong Ru was not a phantom or a memory, but someone who could see him.

Tong Ru's spiritual consciousness remaining here beckoned to him, and Yan Zhengming followed him involuntarily.

I saw Tong Ru pass through countless gates, and countless vast spiritual senses like smoke brought Yan Zhengming to a gate without saying a word. There was a very clear red seal on the gate, which was bringing Wu Changtian to threaten him The magic seal is exactly the same.

The door was ajar, and there was a gap in the middle, from which the continuous devil energy in the heart demon valley escaped. Tong Ru stopped, nodded to Yan Zhengming, and then disappeared in place.

Yan Zhengming stretched out his hand tentatively, and gently pushed along the crack.

The door slammed open.

He immediately pulled his consciousness out of the seal of the sect master, and saw that the sky was surging, and the countless stars exposed in the seal of the sect master were being sucked into a huge vortex, but in a short while, those stars were swept away, and a black hole The door appeared in front of him and Cheng Qian.

Yan Zhengming was overjoyed: "It's here, let's go!"

The two rushed into the gate, and at the same time, Yan Zhengming, as the master, tore down the closure order of Fuyao Mountain, and the whole Fuyao Mountain reappeared in the world.

In the middle of Shu, Han Yuan completely changed from a stone state back to a body of flesh and blood. He felt as if he was nailed to the ground by countless needles, and there was pain everywhere, so painful that he was numb. If a Primordial Spirit cultivator dies, will the Primordial Spirit return to his hometown?"

Fuyao Mountain was filled with an indescribable demonic energy, and the blood oath gossip plate in Yan Zhengming's hand flashed more and more frequently, and the two of them flew straight over countless stone steps in the dense forest. The guest room where Tang Zhen stayed and the courtyard fell apart. The courtyard was like water after rain, with a thick layer of stagnant black clouds. A big rock was exposed - the ice heart fire in Zhaoyang City, which was cold inside and outside and hot inside.

There was a dead body inside, it was Liu Lang, his chest flickered on and off, like a small flame, Tang Zhen actually hid the real body of the Soul Eater Lantern in Liu Lang's body!

In the middle of Shu, the forbidden technique was stimulated by the devil energy, and broke through the fire circle of the puddle ferociously. The fiery red feathers were scattered everywhere, like a kapok rain, and there were ghosts everywhere, and the sharp claws of the devil dragon scratched Entering the center of the earth, Han Yuan found that he could no longer quarrel with himself. The two separate consciousnesses in his body had somehow merged into one.

Swinging on the top of the mountain, the sword energy of wind and frost wrapped in the frost blade went straight into the ice heart fire, and the "youwei" sword intent poured into the heart of the big stone from the gap, and broke it open from one corner, "Liulang's body" saw the protection The layer was pried open, twitched in horror, turned around and turned into a black wind, and was about to escape.

"Xiao Qian get out of the way!"

Yan Zhengming's sword arrived, and the sword that had been sheathed showed its hidden edge like a broken blade.

Fourteen prefectures are covered with a sword of frost, and the entire Fuyao Mountain is trembling for it——