Yuling

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The wind and snow enveloped the two people standing opposite each other, Yan Yi smiled resolutely, playing with the golden talisman formed by spiritual power in one hand.

"My life, anyone who has the ability can come and take it. If I can destroy the Jiang family, I can naturally destroy you too. Come on!" Yan Yi stopped laughing and said loudly.

An unconcealable pain flashed in Lu Zhiyan's eyes, he raised his hand, blocking the family heads behind who wanted to rush up and tear Yan Yi apart.

"Yan Yi was brought to Jiangcheng by me, and this incident happened because of me. I can only take his life. If anyone meddles indiscriminately, don't blame me for being rude!" Lu Zhiyan yelled.

Yan Yi hooked his lips, and he suddenly flew towards Lu Zhiyan.

Dazzling golden light burst out around the two of them.

Shrouded in golden light, Yan Yi and Lu Zhiyan folded their hands in a menacing manner.

"To be honest, I've wanted to fight you for a long time." Yan Yi smiled.

Compared with Yan Yi's calm appearance, Lu Zhiyan's face is extremely ugly. Has he figured out the current situation?

"Don't spare any energy, let me look down on you!" After Yan Yi said, he continued his spiritual power and hit Lu Zhiyan again.

The two fought on top of the snow, bringing down bursts of fine snow, which captivated everyone's eyes.

It wasn't until Lu Zhiyan formed his fingerprints that Yan Yi stopped laughing and looked at him indifferently. Those dark eyes were like a calm lake, with an impenetrable depth.

The spirit turned into a sword, and it struck at Yan Yi with a mighty momentum.

Yan Yi suddenly lowered his hands, let go of his spiritual power, and turned around calmly.

Lu Zhiyan was startled, it was too late to stop, the sword slanted across Yan Yi's back, knocked him flying, and fell heavily into the snow.

Yan Yi lay on his stomach in the snow, watching the blood trickle from his back to his body, turning the snow red.

Although he was determined to die so that he could give everyone an explanation, but when he really exerted all his strength to deal with himself, this feeling was really heart-wrenching.

His whole body was cold and he couldn't move.

Yan Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a wry smile, after all, there was no way out.

He raised his head slightly, and his eyes fell into Lu Zhiyan's forbearing gaze. He clenched his fists tightly and said to the crowd: "If I abolish Yan Yi's cultivation today, can you give him a way out?"

Yan Yi was shocked, he frowned tightly, grabbed the snow with both hands, and gritted his teeth at Lu Zhiyan: "Lu Zhiyan, how dare you!"

Everyone didn't respond for a long time, but Su Mu said: "It's all up to the head of the Lu family."

"Ayan, I'm sorry..." Lu Zhiyan knelt down in front of Yan Yi on one knee, and reached out to touch Yan Yi's eyebrows.

"Lu Zhiyan, kill me, if you dare to abolish my cultivation, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life!" Yan Yi's eyes were red, half of his face was covered with snow and blood, he was embarrassed and miserable.

"what……"

All of a sudden, a bone-eating and heart-wrenching sensation enveloped his limbs and bones, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't help but yell out.

A golden elixir with a red glow slowly flew out from between his brows, and was held in Lu Zhiyan's hand.

The pain of being drawn away from the spiritual power of his whole body made Yan Yi's lips lose all blood, and his whole body trembled.

He raised his hand and said with difficulty: "Lu Zhiyan, I hate you."

Even the soul trapped in the body after five years was trembling. He was in pain, but the heart-piercing pain on his body was not as good as heartache.

The person he loved so much actually ruined his cultivation in public with his own hands.

He suddenly regretted it, why did he ask Lu Zhiyan to explain to everyone out of pity?When he cared about him, what did he do to him!

The golden light shattered in Lu Zhiyan's hands and scattered in the wind and snow.

Everything he had cultivated in the past 22 years was gone... It hurt him more than killing him.

Yan Yi smiled, tears streaming down his face, "Lu Zhiyan, I really regret meeting you in this life."

He lowered his head heavily, and fell into the snow. If he could survive, he would exhaust everything to make these well-dressed hypocrites pay the price.

The huge wind and snow covered him, and the scene changed abruptly again.

These were the three months that Yan Yi least wanted to recall.

Surrounded by black and rotten corpses, piled up like a mountain, he still remembers that day after the elixir was crushed by Lu Zhiyan, he used his last bit of spiritual power to crush the teleportation array used by the Yan family to save his life, but was accidentally teleported to this unknown place .

There is no sky, only the endless gray fog and the ear-piercing howling of ghosts and wolves.

Yan Yi lay in the pile of corpses, trembling all over.

"Look, here comes another fresh ingredient, it will definitely be delicious."

"This is mine. Anyone who dares to snatch me will let his soul fly away."

"Hehehe, the smell of human flesh is so delicious, I'm so hungry, let me eat some."

……

Small whispers lingered in Yan Yi's ears, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and distorted ghost figures caught his eyes, grinning at him, as if looking at a delicious delicacy.

It was as if his whole body was filled with lead, and he couldn't move.

He waited for a long time before he raised his hand and waved it with difficulty, and the next moment his body was pulled by a ghost and thrown out heavily.

The internal organs are as if they have been displaced, and it hurts so much.

His face was pale, stained with blood, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

In this way, among the ghosts one after another, he was pulled back and forth, scrambling, like a rag doll, helpless to fight back.

"Spirit Master, keep your breath alive, do you want revenge?"

It wasn't until a cold voice reached his ears that Yan Yi opened his heavy eyelids.

It was an afterimage, but one could vaguely see the handsome figure of the plump man, with black hair flying and a black robe flying flamboyantly.

He stood in the air like a supreme god, looking down at Yan Yi from a height.

"Think." Yan Yi said subconsciously, his voice hoarse.

Wherever the phantom went, all the ghosts scattered and fled in panic, unexpectedly there were only two of them left in the huge place.

He paced around Yan Yi, and suddenly sneered, "The panacea is gone, aren't you just a waste, that's all, you want revenge?"

"Help me." Yan Yi couldn't raise his head anymore, but just lay on the ground like a dead body, looking at the phantom with vacant eyes.

"Sign a blood contract with this seat, and use your body to support this seat's primordial spirit. This seat will help you recover your cultivation and take revenge, how about?"

Xuying's words are like a seductive and sweet spring, which makes Yan Yi find a glimmer of hope in life in a desperate situation.

So what if you sell your soul?As long as he is alive, he will return to Jiangcheng one day and return all the pain that was put on him to those people.

"Okay." Yan Yi said firmly.

"The name of this seat is Liuya. From now on, you and I are one body, one will prosper and one will suffer, do you understand?"

From the day the blood contract was signed, the reshaping of the blood was painful, and for three whole months, he seemed to have entered purgatory.

Without the elixir, he could only rely on the ghost energy bestowed by Liu Ya to practice ghost art.

On the day when he stepped out of the infinite formation, all the ghosts sent him off respectfully, and Yan Yi knew that this was a void land abandoned outside the six realms and three realms, where the extremely evil ghosts who existed by virtue of a formation were serving their sentences. .

He didn't know why he came here, and what would be the consequences of signing a blood contract with Liu Ya.

It's just that from that day on, he started to walk in various cities, turned on the mode of ghost control and spirit control, and made offerings to Liu Ya so that he could reshape his physical body.

I don't know how long it has passed, Yan Yi repeats what happened in the past five years, day after day, almost unable to distinguish whether it is an illusion or he has really traveled back to the past.

Until this day, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Xiao Yanyi..."

The voice seemed to be covered with a thick layer of gauze, making it difficult to hear clearly.

Yan Yi was startled, "Liu Ya... where are you?"

"This brat dares to trap you in the ecstasy formation, only you, a fool, can find the way. I will help you get out of the formation, concentrate on feeling the ghost aura of my seat, follow the direction of the ghost aura to find the eye of the formation, and kill him! .” Liu Ya’s words were a little irritable, but they also showed some concern for Yan Yi.

As soon as the words fell, Yan Yi felt a ghostly aura surging all over his body, and his mind became clear.

And the space in front of him seemed to be torn apart, and a black mist winding like flowing water appeared in the void in front of him.

Yan Yi quickly ran along with the black mist without hesitation.

At the end of the black mist, a distorted vortex appeared, like a mirror, with blue-gray ripples rippling on it.

"Do you remember the first mantra I taught you? Use it to spread it quickly!" Liu Ya's voice appeared in Yan Yi's mind again.

Yan Yi held his breath and concentrated, his hands formed handprints, and the red astrolabe emerged, covering him in a red light.

Until the red light formed a barrier that enveloped his whole body, Yan Yi quickly exerted his strength and rushed into the vortex.

It was suddenly dark in front of his eyes, and there was another violent feeling of falling, and Yan Yi returned to the cave.

The twisted and ugly face of the Ghost King appeared before his eyes again.

But at this moment, he looked at Yan Yi in astonishment, as if he didn't expect that the kid in front of him could rush out.

Yan Yi turned his gaze, only to see Lu Zhiyan with his eyes closed, floating on the underground river, lifeless.

damn it!

His eyes darkened, and there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at the ghost king.

"What the hell are you! You can break out of this seat's ecstasy formation!" Ghost King said in a dark voice.

"I'm your grandfather, let your grandfather die!" Yan Yi sternly shouted.

His words completely enraged the ghost king, and immediately roared, his tall body rushed towards Yan Yi.

Yan Yi raised his hand to form a seal, and a red light suddenly appeared, turning into several arrows and shooting straight at the ghost king.

While the ghost king waved a black mist to block the arrows, he suddenly felt something strange behind him.

He turned around quickly, and saw Yan Yi's fist with a copper coin in his hand, hitting the ghost king's heart directly.

boom.

The ghost king flickered and took two steps back.

Yan Yi's face brightened, it really worked, at least it hurt him.

The ghost king was furious, and when he came back to his senses, he waved his big hand at Yan Yi suddenly, bringing a gust of wind and whizzing towards Yan Yi's face.

However, the next moment, he saw another face on Yan Yi's face, a face that was enough to scare him...