After securing the script of the villain Taoist

"Do you like that?" Qi Ning'an pinched his chin, rubbing his fingertips with a shivering warmth, "Sang Yuan."

"Wh... what?" Sang Yuan was forced to raise his head, and stammered a little, "What... do you like?"

As the wind blew, his slender and curly eyelashes trembled, like a small butterfly flapping its slender wings, staying in the spring breeze.

Qi Ning'an approached him, restraining the restlessness in his heart, his eyes were dull and deep: "You don't want to go to the woods..."

Some delicacies are endless aftertaste once tasted, not to mention that the person in front of him is haunted by his breath from the inside to the outside, as long as he thinks that he has stained his body not long ago, even if he doesn't say it, it will make people feel sad again. Yearn for.

Sang Yuan wished to shut his mouth, rolled his eyes and glared at him: "What nonsense are you talking about, I'm not this kind of person!"

It's just that although the voice is loud, it is difficult to hide the guilt in the tone.

The porcelain white and shiny chin skin was rubbed with rough fingertips, and it turned red. Qi Ning'an's eyes seemed to have whirlpools that could absorb people's souls. Back to the time of still space.

"Sang Yuan, you are now an immortal." Qi Ning'an sighed softly.

Sang Yuan didn't understand what he meant, but it was true that his body was full of vitality and his cultivation had risen sharply.

Qi Ningan's fingertips rubbing his chin suddenly exerted force, and his voice was so dark that he said, "You...you can...bear it."

The bi-color outer pupil shrank suddenly, and Sang Yuan opened his eyes wide, and blurted out in disbelief: "You! Don't tell me that you have never been satisfied before?"

All that appeared in his mind was the shameful picture of him constantly begging for mercy and himself begging for mercy. The young leaves in the body space were shaking violently, and the clear eyebrows and eyes were forced to look like morning glow.

Qi Ning'an looked at him silently, obviously acquiescing.

"You... you..." Sang Yuan couldn't find a word to describe him, but immediately eliminated the four words "drilling the grove" from his mind.

He must be crazy to think that way!

Qi Ningan let go of her fingertips, looked at the abrupt red mark on it, and sighed softly: "You are too delicate..."

This sentence fell directly into Sang Yuan's ears, it was almost an answer to his previous question, and a blush floated on his shiny and fair cheeks, not knowing whether it was from anger or embarrassment.

"Sang Yuan." Qi Ning'an called him again, pushing back the shattered hair that fell by his ears, and when his fingertips touched the thin and tender skin, he could feel the warmth on it.

Sang Yuan trembled when he called her, stretched out her hands to rub her ears, and glared at him: "What are you shouting for? It's important to go to business first!"

After finishing speaking, he walked to the front angrily.

Qi Ning'an didn't quite understand why he had provoked him, he was the one who had thought just now, why did he suddenly change his mind.

Sang Yuan: I want to be happy with you, but I don't want to be drained, it's that simple.

No matter how puzzled Qi Ning'an was, he still couldn't do anything to force Sang's wish, he just dutifully followed beside him, and the destination was the Kunwu Mountain of the Four Heavens.

The news of a new immortal venerable in the fairy world had spread to the fourth heaven before the two came. The floating immortal hated him greatly after hearing the name, but dared not appear after thinking of the opponent's current strength.

"Floating, are you scared?" Immortal Ji Yan who was standing with him raised his eyebrows to look at him, but his facial features, which were obviously handsome, showed a kind of evil spirit, "I never expected that the body of the Little Thousand World Consciousness can really soar, and it even kills the main consciousness.”

Immortal Fukong remembered the loss he had suffered at his hands, and said angrily: "Ji Yan, do you think that the immortal knows that Qi Ning'an is Xuan Ning's body consciousness, that's why he asked to find a book of fate to destroy him?" The way of the sword? In this way, Xuan Ning's current plan will fail, and the tribulation will definitely fail."

Of course, now Xuan Ning also failed to cross the tribulation, but this failure was completely beyond their expectations.

No one expected that Qi Ning'an, who was born with split consciousness, would grow so fast!

Ji Yan's eyes mocked lightly: "No matter what, at least one of our immortal master's goals has been achieved, you don't have to worry about it so much, has a new harvest of souls come?"

"That's true, so what if he is an immortal, at most he can protect the Canglan Realm, and he can manage the other small thousand worlds?" Fu Kong felt relieved when he heard the words, and just looked at Ji Yan's higher cultivation than himself. Because he was a little jealous, if it wasn't for Qi Ning'an ruining his position.How could he obey Ji Yan's orders at this time?

This is the order of Kunwu Mountain, whoever is strong can speak in front of Xianzun and do good things.

Ji Yan turned a blind eye to the jealousy and hatred on his face, his eyes flickered, and he stretched out his hand: "Bring it, today is a critical moment for the immortal, I will personally send it over."

Seeing Fukong's reluctance, his voice was much colder and harsher: "Don't tell me you want to delay the affairs of the Immortal Venerable?"

"I'll give it to you." No matter how reluctant he was, Fukong didn't want to really delay the work of the immortal, he took out a jade bottle from the mustard space, and said reluctantly, "This bottle is full of The soul of the child of luck."

Before Ji Yan took over, he specifically asked: "I finally got this, you know what to say to Xianzun?"

If it wasn't for the mess up in the Canglan Realm last time, who would get Ji Yan now?

Ji Yan didn't seem to care about this, he controlled his swallowing movement when he saw the jade bottle, and nodded: "I won't take your credit."

Fukong still trusts him in this point, with a smile on his face: "Okay."

He was fortunate to have harvested this group of souls before Qi Ning'an became an immortal, and with the grievances of the Canglan Realm, he planned to stay in the fourth heaven to avoid the limelight for the time being, so what if Qi Ning'an became an immortal?Can he really break into Kunwu Mountain?

It's just that when he thought of the unrivaled sword intent, he subconsciously felt afraid.

Fortunately, fortunately, the Immortal Venerable is about to succeed in crossing the tribulation, so there is no need to be afraid of him then.

Thinking this way, Fukong didn't even see Ji Yan's coveted and hated expression when he took the jade bottle.

Fukong went back with peace of mind, and Ji Yan took the jade bottle full of souls and walked towards the depths of Kunwu Mountain, the Kunwu Immortal Hall was located in the innermost part.

Along the way, Ji Yan didn't meet anyone.In fact, there used to be many immortal generals and immortal officials in the Kunwu Immortal Palace, but with the advent of the Kunwu Immortal Venerable's tribulation period, these people were either sent to the lower realms, or stayed in the Immortal Palace, and decreased one by one. .

With the passage of time, until now, only he and Fukong are left.

Thinking of the reason why those people disappeared, Ji Yan's hand holding the jade bottle tightened, and the knuckles of his fingers began to turn white.

If it wasn't for Fukong's constant supply of souls, and he was willing to be a trial product of the Immortal Venerable's skills, I am afraid that there would be no living creatures other than the Immortal Venerable in the Kunwu Mountain of Nuo Da.

As for himself, he bowed his head and chuckled, he couldn't die yet.

Ji Yan's speed was very fast, he tried his best to ignore the palpitations around him, quickened his pace, and soon came to the outside of Kunwu Immortal Hall.

The gate of the Immortal Palace was wide open, and there was no sound from inside.

He endured the nervousness and stepped in, did not raise his head, but took light steps, and when he reached the center of the hall, he knelt down on his knees, and the whole body was prostrate, with his forehead pressed against the cold ground, only one hand was holding the jade bottle upwards, The tone is humble and respectful: "Xianzun, this is the soul of the son of luck found in the sky, please enjoy it."

It took a long time for the person above to let out a dull "hmm", and then said, "Bring it up."

"Yes." Ji Yan got up slowly, but his waist was always hunched over, a fine layer of sweat dripped from his vest, and he walked in front of Immortal Kunwu with great difficulty.

The jade bottle in his hand was taken away, and the thick and oppressive coercion enveloped him. He tried his best to endure it, and tried his best to keep silent.

In less than a while, there was the scream of the soul, accompanied by the sound of swallowing impatiently, as if in a boundless hell.

Just when the soul's screams were at its peak, Ji Yan, who had been hunched over and dared not raise his head, suddenly burst into flames, and a dagger with a cold light appeared in his hand, and rushed towards Kunwu Immortal Venerable with a strong fairy spirit. It was the Adam's apple that was exposed when he tilted his head up and swallowed.

Ji Yan knew that this was the only weakness of Immortal Kunwu's whole body, and it was also the only chance for him to bear the burden of humiliation and success.

"Presumptuous!" A voice of fury came, mixed with strong coercion, and immediately sent the attacking Ji Yan flying.

Just a little bit, just a little bit!Today is the most critical point for the success of Kunwu Xianzun's secret technique, and it is also the time when he is most vulnerable.

But Ji Yan still underestimated his strength, all his meridians were shattered, and his eyes were red with pain looking at the scars on Kunwu Xianzun's shallow Adam's apple and only a trace of blood.

"Oh? You want to kill me?" Kunwu swallowed the remaining soul in the jade bottle, and the wound on his throat healed in a short breath. He bowed his head sullenly, "I can't control myself!"

After finishing speaking, he slapped Ji Yan's spiritual acupoint with his palm, roughly pulled out his soul, and said with a sinister smile, "Since that's the case, you don't need to keep your soul."

Being brutally and forcibly ripped out of his soul, Ji Yan's body could only stop in the twisting and shaking pain before he could react.

The soul body held back the pain, and said with hatred: "You beast! I want to curse you! I curse you..."

"It's useless." The feeling of full body made Immortal Kunwu think like a cat and a mouse, and he was going to chew the last soul slowly.

Just when the soul was about to be thrown into the belly, a ray of snow-white sword light descended from the sky and struck with such force that the target was Immortal Kunwu.

There was a momentary shock in the Immortal Palace, Kunwu Immortal Venerable only had time to escape, and then the entire Immortal Palace collapsed under the light of the sword.

"It's so ugly here!" Sang Yuan stood next to Qi Ning'an, frowning at the lifeless Kunwu Mountain, "There is no life at all!"

On Yan Li's face was a bright dislike, he paced up and down like a bright moon falling into the mountains.

Immortal Kunwu hadn't recovered from the collapsed fairy palace, and Ji Yan's soul that he was pinching was already in a state of wilting.

"Take that soul." Sang Yuan sent it to him via voice transmission.

Qi Ning'an said "Yes", raised his sword and went towards Kunwu Xianzun.

The sword intent that had just been completed was already in a state of indomitable progress, not to mention that Kunwu Immortal Venerable who had just devoured his soul was still in a state of digestion. He reacted and resisted again, while backing away, angrily said: "I have no grievances or enmity with you, Why did you suddenly attack me on Kunwu Mountain?"

"No injustice or enmity?" Sang Yuan was about to laugh angrily at his nonsense. He grabbed the floating fairy who was tied up behind him, with a mocking expression, "Qi Ning'an hit Kunming before the matter of the blue world." Is it you who informed Xuan Ning of Wu Shan, right?"

"That's it, you still say that you have no grievances or enmities with us? Could it be that you haven't cultivated well in your cultivation, but you have lost your own brain instead?"

Qi Ning'an didn't have the habit of talking nonsense to others when fighting, and his offensive moves remained unabated. After a few moves, the sword light was fierce, forcing Immortal Kunwu to put down his soul and had no choice but to fight forward.

The two fought in Kunwu Mountain until the sky was dark and the sky was dark. The snow-white sword light almost pierced the sky, and it also scratched the Kunwu Immortal Venerable with scars all over his body.

"It's a pity that the immortals can't kill each other, they can only fight each other." Sang Yuan sighed, he was not worried that Qi Ning'an would lose, but lowered his head and poked the translucent soul body, "I can feel the obsession in your body Wish force, hey, do you want to make a wish?"

The battle was fierce, and the clouds in the sky were tumbling, but he was the only one who lowered his head and smiled, and the wind and moon were more prosperous.

Ji Yan looked at all this dullly, as if in a dream, and murmured: "May... make a wish?"

Seeing his demented appearance, Sang wished to inject a wish into him to wake him up, nodded and said, "Of course, it's just that there is a price to pay for the wish to come true."

Feeling the thick and harmless aura from him, Ji Yan slowly came to his senses, and nodded solemnly: "Okay, I'll make a wish."

If it's revenge, he can do whatever it takes.

However, when it came time to make a wish, he hesitated again.

How should he make this wish?

Sang Yuan saw his hesitation at a glance, and guided him: "Oh, the sky is not fair..."

He said these words in a cadence, Ji Yan immediately reacted, he kowtowed to Sang Yuan, and when he raised his head again, his expression was extremely solemn: "At the price of my soul, I beg Datiandi to judge the evil deeds of Kunwu Immortal Venerable !"

The wishing power of the wishing tree cannot interfere with normal rules, and naturally it cannot directly make a wish for someone to die.

But it is okay to let the rules of the big world judge right from wrong, good from evil.

There was thunder coming from the sky, and Ji Yan, who felt hope, burst into tears: "I am a cultivator from the Cangming Realm in the Xiaoqian World. After ascending to the Immortal Realm, I entered the Kunwu Immortal Palace. Hastily helping him open the passage back to the Underworld, causing evil spirits to enter the realm, destroying my Cangming Taoism, and no monks in the entire world survived except me!"

"I, Ji Yan, are guilty! But Immortal Kunwu devoured the souls of the monks in Xiaoqian World with the method of soul devouring in order to overcome the catastrophe, which caused the extinction of Heaven in Xiaoqian World, which is an unforgivable crime!"

Fukong woke up at this time, listened to his words in disbelief, and shouted angrily: "Ji Yan, you are crazy! The rules of the big world don't care about this at all, and the rise and fall of the lower realms belong to the rules of the world. If you do this, you I will die myself!"

"I don't care!" Ji Yan had a painful look on his face, and looked at him without fear, the hatred in his eyes was not concealed.

"Yo, are you scared?" Sang Yuan smiled, and Fei Tianling took a slap in the air unceremoniously.

He glanced at Qi Ning'an, who was getting stronger and stronger, with a relaxed smile on his face: "Now, it's okay to ignore the rules of the world."