I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

"Oh!"

There was only a muffled sound, and a human body fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground.After receiving the order, Jiang Zi, who had been waiting at the entrance of the secret realm, immediately screamed: "My lord!"

It swooped over with a "swoosh" and flew around the bloody man.At this time, Fuyao's consciousness was blurred, his half-closed eyes lost focus, and the black mist formed a substance, climbing up from his feet, and invading his chest all the way.

Under the corrosion of the black mist, the man's robe turned into strands of rags, and the color of the runes transcribed with spiritual power on the fabric was dim, losing its original protective function.

On the bare skin, you can see that the raised meridians have turned black, like ugly bugs, polluting the perfect body that was originally white and jade-that is a very regrettable scene, born by the favor of heaven and earth No one would be able to bear the suffering of such a beauty.

But the things making trouble in Fuyao's body are not people.

They squirmed upward along the blood vessels, clamoring to occupy his heart, his consciousness.

With tears in her eyes, Jiang Zi mourned towards the sky, and after a while, a large number of birds with enlightened spiritual consciousness appeared in the sky.Jiang Zi blew twice more, and then took the lead, using the root of the right wing as a blade, and swiped towards her heart.In an instant, blood gushed out.

The rest of the birds followed suit and raised their right wings together. Under the refraction of the sun, the feathers on the wings had a metallic luster.They cut open their chests without hesitation, pulled out their true blood, and then lined up one after another, singing ancient and melodious hymns under the leadership of Jiang Zi.

The solemn and solemn reverberation hovers upwards, reaching directly into the sky, like a hundred birds facing a phoenix.

Those ancient syllables were congratulatory speeches belonging to a certain tribe in the prehistoric times, and they could only be used during worship and sacrifice.And under the weeping blood and prayers of the birds, the divine light descended from the sky.

The true blood gathered in the mid-air glistened under its light, and then turned into a drizzle, pouring on Fuyao's hideous body.It penetrates into the skin through the blood-oozing pores.

They sang for a full day before the man finally regained some consciousness.He barely propped himself up, and said to the teetering birds in the air: "Enough."

If this continues, he will die of exhaustion.

Seeing that their master had woken up, the birds cried and chirped, and then obediently stopped ten feet away, guarding him without blinking.

Fuyao didn't chase them away anymore, knowing that they were worried and wouldn't listen to them, so he simply sat cross-legged and began to suppress the 'evil force' that ran away.

The raging red flames ignited all over his body. Unlike the red fires that are generally the lowest in the real fire rank, the soaring real fire coincides with the charm of the Dao, carrying the original meaning of life and death.In terms of superiority and inferiority, it is far above the true fire of Samadhi.

At this moment, the man used his finger as a blade, and suddenly slit his chest open!

Amidst the wailing of the birds, he took out the true blood from his heart, used the blood as a dye, and slowly carved a mysterious rune in midair.

Every time a stroke is made, the true blood turns into a ball of flames.

Every time he made a stroke, he felt the "evil power" of the crisis, and he would turn the river and sea in his body, doing his best to destroy it.

In the end, the shaped rune fell down and merged into Fuyao's body. 'Evil Force' let out a shrill scream and was forcefully suppressed back.

Even so, his condition did not improve, and his face became paler instead.

Jiang Zi was thrown up and down in anxiety by his rough handling of the injury: "Please return to the Nirvana Nest immediately, Master, to adjust your breath and warm up. You used to suppress the injury like this before, which caused the current rebound. If you continue to delay, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

Everything in this world has a price to pay. As early as when the spell on Crystal Palace was induced, Fuyao should have rushed back to recuperate immediately, but he just didn't.

Now the accumulated internal injuries are getting worse, what Jiang Zi didn't say is that if you insist on going your own way, it will accelerate the loss of your life energy.

The aftermath of the spell has not completely faded away, and the process of reconnecting the damaged meridian is tantamount to reconnecting broken bones, which is very painful.Fuyao's long eyelashes trembled finely, and he just asked, "Have you found it?"

Crimson choked, and after a while, she replied in a low voice, "Yes, in Kunlun Mountain."

Fuyao got up and left without saying a word.

Jiang Zi anxiously chased after him: "My lord, absolutely not! You can't use your spiritual power anymore, your injury..."

"Okay." Fuyao interrupted it, waved his hand, and ordered the worried birds to disperse.

Jiang Zi refused to leave, stopped in front of him and said stubbornly: "Please think twice."

"You should know what I'm asking for." The man's phoenix eyes were full of power, hiding a desperate murderous aura.He said in a deep voice: "When their tentacles have just stretched in, before they have time to spread out, we must cut the weeds and root them out."

After finishing speaking, I ignored the mourning scorpion and set off for Kunlun Mountain.

The ability to cross the border is not the same as the speed of ordinary people.As soon as the moon rose, he rushed into the cave of the ancestor of the Liu family. The latter was not surprised by the scene of a big change, but let out a piercing laugh intermittently.

Fuyao only took one look at the old man and then frowned, sure enough, he was polluted by 'evil power'.

The old man's eye sockets were completely black, and wisps of black air leaked out, only two spots of fire flickered in the middle.He seems to be very excited, so the jumping range of the green flame is quite obvious.

"You're just at the end of your strength, and you won't last long, so you might as well catch it without a fight, why bother fighting for it." He said.

"A tiny tentacle that has been separated," Fuyao said unmoved, raising his hand indifferently. "I don't pay attention to it yet."

As soon as the voice fell, the attack suddenly struck.

The old man laughed loudly, not at all shy in the face of a stronger person than himself, but his emotions became more and more intense, and the black energy overflowing from his body surged like a tide, dispersing as if it was going to fill the entire space.

Although Fuyao's cultivation level is higher than his, what he is facing is a container that has completely transformed into a 'evil force', and if he is not careful, he will induce the 'evil force' that has just been suppressed.

Just getting close to here, everything in his body is ready to fight back, eat him to pieces, let alone be hit.So he behaved very cautiously.

The ancestor of the Liu family: "Even if you kill me, it's useless, how long can you keep him!"

Fuyao frowned, and simply stood still in the center.

He made a seal with one hand, and the scarlet golden flame pattern between his brows loomed, and he shouted: "The divine majesty is brilliant, and its virtue descends from heaven—the fire of great virtue, burning!"

In an instant, the red and gold flames, like shooting stars, streaked across the black and boundless sky, hitting every joint of the small world opened by the old man one after another.

This fire nurtures the love of all things, and contains the spirit of holiness, where evil is worshiped and retreated. The 'evil force' shrieked and retracted into the old man's body, while Dade's fire took advantage of the victory and pursued, wrapping the old man under the attack of Fuyao's doubled spiritual power.

"you!"

The withered fingers of the ancestor of the Liu family stretched out from the flames, pointing directly at him: "Feng..."

The aura between heaven and earth surged towards Fuyao crazily, and he clenched and closed his sealed hands into fists, and the flames rose instantly. "Naturally, it can be saved for a while, for a while."

"Late... late..."

As soon as the words fell, a generation of Mahayana kings was burned to ashes.

The scarlet gold flame pattern disappeared, Fuyao's face became paler, enduring the dull pain in his heart, he frowned and looked at the pile of ashes left by the burnt.

The cave has been restored to its original appearance - a stone room with a diameter of about tens of meters and beautifully decorated.At this time, Jiang Zi flew in from outside the cave and asked, "How is it, my lord?" As she spoke, she followed Fuyao's gaze.

The fire of great virtue only burns Xie Chong. Obviously, the flesh-shell spirit of the ancestor of the Liu family has been completely polluted. The 'evil force' has eroded the vitality in this body, and it will be burned until there is only a little indecomposable matter left.

Jiang Zi was shocked and said: "This... obviously took a while to achieve the effect! It came so that there was no sign at all, could it be!"

Fuyao pondered for a moment, and denied its guess: "No. If they came in person, it would definitely not end so easily."

The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

After a while, Jiang Zi said: "Master, why don't you tell him the truth?"

"With his character, is there anything else to worry about?"

"Besides, the only thing that can save you is—"

"Shut up!" Fuyao stopped Jiang Zi's increasingly excited questioning, and said sharply: "There is no room for failure in the plan, don't bring this matter up again."

"Go and check to see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net."

"……Yes."

Looking at the back of him leaving alone, her beautiful crimson eyes were full of tears, and she prayed from the bottom of her heart: there is no time, people in my king's heart, please hurry up and become stronger than before, save me! Enter the Savior!

Fang Qinghong, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly trembled and muttered: "Who is talking about me?"

The Black Flood Dragon King sitting opposite him kept urging: "Hurry up, hurry up, are you still going? If you don't go, I will go."

Fang Qinghong hurriedly protected the chessboard, "Hey, it's not fun to play tricks!"

Ever since he separated from Fuyao, he's been lazily a little tired, so he stayed in the Crystal Palace for another day, and became acquainted with the kelp spirit who guards the gate.

According to Fang Qinghong's original plan, he planned to take Fuyao, an old fairy from the deep mountains, to see the world first, and the two of them ate and played all the way back to Jianzong, just like Renxiu, who had fled back like a bereaved dog, staggered away.He had enough hatred on Yingzhou Island, and he was still carrying a treasure, and the eastern border was the territory of his old enemies, so it was unnecessary for him to be summoned by them to chase him away.

Now that the playmates are gone, the meaning of travel is also gone, and the time has become more abundant.

Fang Qinghong ate the black dragon king's car: "Speaking of which, was there an earthquake just now?"

The Black Flood Dragon King was so angry that he almost flipped the chessboard: "I don't know, it was a decisive battle in the Mahayana period, which drained the spiritual power of one part of the world, and caused the turmoil caused by the spiritual flow of the rest of the world."

Fang Qinghong looked away from the chessboard, wondering which two families this is, so breathless.

If the aura of the world is drained, it will definitely be immortal, and the fall of a Mahayana powerhouse is an unbearable loss for any sect.So they will not go out of the mountain easily, and there are only a few sects with Mahayana ancestors in charge...

Could it be that Kunlun Palace and Hehuan Sect are officially at war?

Out of the corner of Fang Qinghong's eyes, he glanced at the chessboard inadvertently, and suddenly froze: "Where is the bishop I put here? Why is it gone!"

The opposite Black Flood Dragon King continued to urge him to get off as if nothing had happened.

Fang Qinghong: "Your Highness is hiding my elephant!"

Black Flood Dragon King: "It's nonsense, how can I beat you by playing tricks?"

Fang Qinghong: "But you are about to lose."

Black Flood Dragon King: "Brat, I think you are tired of living..."

"Report-"

The kelp essence rushed into the back garden with its helmet on, and before the Black Flood Dragon King scolded it for being unruly, it knelt down on the ground and said in panic, "Your Highness, something serious has happened!"