"Xianzun, do you want my life?"

Pu Huaijin's expression froze.

Using spiritual power to detect, it is found that there is indeed a flow of magic energy between the rocks, and it is true that it is a chaotic rock.

So before the group of people boarded the boat to cross the river, parked on the shore, and reached the human world, it was all an illusion.

They never left Luanshiyan in the Demon Realm.

"But having said that, when did the Immortal Venerable notice it?" Le Xian blinked her eyes with curiosity, wanting to get an answer from the other party.

He thought that the arrangement was perfect, and the rest of the people would disappear into the mist one by one, until only two of them remained in the end.

Pu Huaijin replied coldly: "From picking up small disappearances."

Yue Xian couldn't help laughing at herself: "It turns out that the flaws were already exposed at that time, and I really underestimated the immortal."

"Where are the rest?" Pu Huaijin repeated again.

Music strings spread their hands: "I have already answered just now, everyone has been in Lianshiyan, and no one has left."

But there was no one else around except the jagged rocks and the two of them.

Pu Huaijin's face turned cold, and he turned his sword back slightly, and in the next second, he stabbed into Yue Xian's shoulder without hesitation. The hand holding the sword was very steady, and the sharp shoulder penetrated half an inch, and the force was well controlled. Flesh, but did not hurt the muscles and bones, intended to punish.

Le Xian looked down at the wound, only to see bright red blood oozing out, staining his clothes, and the pain hit him, as if he hadn't noticed it, he looked up at Pu Huaijin with a somewhat crazy look in his eyes.

"Xianzun, do you want my life?"

Pu Huaijin frowned, and said indifferently: "Before, my deity stopped Pei Muzhi from doing anything to you, just because you are from the Immortal Sect, and it was not his turn to deal with it."

This warning sounds like an explanation to the strings.

There seemed to be an emotion flickering in the depths of his eyes, and when he carefully identified it, it turned out to be a bit of thrilling excitement.

Yue Xian suddenly took a step forward, as if he didn't care about the dust on his shoulder at all, and let the sharp sword penetrate deeper, with a smile on his mouth: "Yes, what the immortal said is that if Yue Xian dies, he should die In the hands of Immortal Venerable."

Pu Huaijin saw with his own eyes that the sword head, which was only half submerged, was completely submerged under his advance.

Blood gushed out from between the skin and flesh, flowed down the edge of the sword, and dripped into the soil halfway.

Seeing that the silvery white sword was dyed bright red, Le Xian showed annoyed expression, and his tone was very self-blame: "Unfortunately, let this blood dirty the sword of Immortal Venerable."

Pu Huaijin's scalp tingled when he heard these words, and realized that this person might be far more terrifying than he thought.

Before getting along with Pei Muzhi day and night, I only thought that he was crazy to do whatever he wanted because of his high cultivation level, but at this moment, the music strings that had faded from his cold skin were even worse than Pei Muzhi's.

Even so, Pu Huaijin's face was calm and unwavering, without making any concessions, she asked sharply, "Where are the others!"

As soon as he said this, Le Xian suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and turned his head deliberately, as if he was afraid of staining the famous sword.

Yue Xian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and when he turned his head, he took out an amber bead from the kit at his waist, the size of a palm, and it still gave off a faint light when held in his hand.

It is the soul pearl.

Pu Huaijin took a breath, then frowned.

"Why, shouldn't the Immortal be happy to see the Yunzhu Orb in my hand?" Le Xian smiled horribly: "Isn't the Immortal also not wanting that person to be resurrected? As long as the Yunyun Orb is gone, that person's disability The soul will dissipate, isn't it just as the wish of the immortal?"

Pu Huaijin pursed her lips and did not speak.

Due to his duty, he would never bring Wuxie back to life, but all he wanted was to get rid of her in an open and honest manner, and he had never thought about the Yunyun Pearl.

Without the Soul Orb, Pei Muzhi had to watch the wisp of soul dissipate.

Nothing is more cruel than this.

Although I have to admit that in a sense, Yue Xian really helped him, but Pei Muzhi probably won't let him go so easily.

"It's also because of this soul-containing pearl that I can create this illusion. Otherwise, how can I take people away from Xuanyu Immortal Venerable?"

Yue Xian's words are really puzzling, but he doesn't want to play charades anymore.

"Others are indeed still here at Luanshiyan, but they haven't come out yet," Le Xian said proudly in his tone: "After disappearing from the mist, they returned to the original point, and then set off from Luanshiyan to cross ink by boat. Minghe, repeating the cycle until someone wakes them up."

Otherwise, you will be trapped in this illusion forever, and you will never be able to come out.

This scheming successfully aroused Pu Huaijin's anger, the sword in his hand was clenched tightly, holding back the anger that wanted to pierce him: "Let them go!"

Unexpectedly, Yue Xian easily agreed: "As long as the immortal agrees to go to the ghost world with me, and leave the range of the shining pearl, this illusion will naturally be resolved."

Ignoring his threat, Pu Huaijin drew his sword and raised his hand to snatch the Yunpo Orb from Yue Xian's hand, but he dodged it sideways.

Although the magic embryo was temporarily sealed, the spirit-binding lock was undone, and the spiritual power flowed back a little, but it did not return to the peak period after all, and it was quite difficult to deal with the strings.

Pu Huaijin turned around, wanting to grab again, but Le Xian kept dodging and retreating, as if she didn't want to fight him.

The more he dodged, the more impatient Pu Huaijin became, and the more ruthless his moves became. In the end, he directly raised his sword and swung it at him.

Le Xian almost couldn't dodge this time, his long hair was cut off by the sword energy and fell to his feet, he was stunned, raised his head and explained: "Don't misunderstand the immortal, it was Guijun Weiyan who promised me, as long as you hold If you exchange it for the Yunpo Orb, he will be able to get rid of the devil in the belly of the Immortal Venerable."

Pu Huaijin didn't believe it, this person was full of lies, instead of trying to guess which of his sentences were true and which were false, it was better to take back the Yunpo Orb and release the illusion.

Le Xian dodged sideways, seeing that Pu Huaijin still had no intention of stopping, the temperature in his eyes dropped rapidly, and he added a bit of ruthlessness in his words: "Could it be that the Immortal Venerable is really in love with that devil and is reluctant to part with the evil seed in his belly?"

"To shut up!"

Pu Huaijin's eyes were ice-cold, she raised her sword again, and stabbed straight at him.

Guided by Moxiu, Yin Huang walked on the way to the main hall of Shenzhu Palace.

There are four demon servants behind him, struggling to lift a cage made of black iron, the heavy lock hits the iron bars, making a dull sound every time he takes a step.

Although Yin Huang didn't want to look at it intentionally, he still glanced around inadvertently from the corner of his eye, feeling startled.

I just came to the celebration banquet not long ago. At that time, in the dark and dark world of the devil, only Shenzhu Palace was filled with bright light and resplendent. Before that, I was still mocking in my heart that this is a place where filth gathers. No matter what he pretended to be, Yin Huang didn't realize that he was still as good as before when he saw this scene today.

On both sides of the corridor, demon energy collided unscrupulously on the wall, and the dripping blood on the ground looked gloomy and frightening, not much worse than the ghost world that had not been followed.

Yin Huang shivered and quickened his pace.

As soon as he arrived at the main hall, a body flew straight out and almost collided with Yin Huang. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly and dodged sideways. He was startled and was about to complain when he saw the demon being thrown out. Xiu stood up again, and even though his body was covered in blood, he still supported himself and walked back into the hall to continue to be punished.

Yin Huang was confused, as soon as he turned the door, he saw Pei Muzhi sitting on a high seat, holding a whip with steel nails in it, which was used by the demon cultivator in charge of guarding the Meteor Demon Pool.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but at first glance, Yin Huang felt a little strange.

It feels like the aura around him has changed, becoming more sinister and frightening. The bloodthirsty demonic nature is no longer hidden, but written directly on his face. In short, it makes people feel very scary.

When Yin Huang walked into the hall, Pei Muzhi was punishing the theft of the Yunmozhu. The Moxiu guarding the Mingyu Building didn't notice him. Yin Huang walked quickly to Daitong who was beside him. Seeing her worried expression, he lightly touched her. He touched her arm and asked in a low voice, "What's going on here?"

Dai Tong hurriedly turned her head, saw that it was Yin Huang, and wanted to bow her hands to salute, but he stopped her by raising her hand, and said to the person on the high seat, "I haven't seen you for a few days, how did it become like this?"

Dai Tong shook her head.

She didn't know what was going on, although the Lord was unruly and willful in the past, he didn't treat human life like nothing, and his subordinates would be merciful, otherwise Qing Lan's mouth would really be sewn shut.

But I don't know why, today, the master's temper seems to be more and more out of control, much more irritable than before, and she can't even listen to a word of her persuasion. Now everyone in the devil world is in danger and dare not breathe.

Pei Muzhi seemed to have had enough punishment, he caught a glimpse of Yin Huang in his eyes, and lazily said, "You're here."

Yin Huang smiled like a flower: "Your seat summons you, how dare you not come."

Pei Muzhi withdrew his gaze, propped his forehead with one hand and said, "Weiyan, why didn't he come?"

Yin Huang looked around the main hall, but he did not see Weiyan. Normally, as the dog of the demon god, he ran the Shenzhu Palace more diligently than anyone else. It was a little surprising that he didn't come today.

But seeing that Pei Muzhi was not in a good mood, Yinhuang had no choice but to show mercy and go over for Weiyanyuan: "Your Honor, you know that it will be Sanyin Day in a few days, and Weiyan will go to the Naihe Bridge to look for him at this time every year." This must be the reason why the foster father's soul didn't come this time."

After all, he couldn't help but sneer: "Aren't you weird? He was the one who killed Chi Ming with his own hands, and he's the one who's been obsessed with it for so many years."

Pei Muzhi glanced at Yin Huang, and said with a snort, "You are not the same," he said, and glanced at the iron cage behind him: "How, did you find it?"

Mentioning this, Yin Huang's beautiful eyes burst into a smile unabashedly: "I said that I couldn't find it in this life. It turned out that I was hiding in Thirteen Continents and cultivating immortals in order to absorb all the mortal breath. If it wasn't too late Zhan him is also among them, and I happen to be aware of it, and I am afraid it will take a lot of effort."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and the attendant ordered him to reach out to remove the huge black cloth covering the cage.

Inside is a man whose hands and feet are bound, and even his mouth has been silenced. He can only stare at a pair of round angry eyes, wishing to kill the person in front of him, but when he turned his eyes, he saw the person on the high seat At the time of Pei Mu, he was even more furious.

"Yo, it's quite fierce." Yin Huang smiled charmingly.

Pei Muzhi asked lightly: "What are you going to do with him?"

Yin Huang covered his lips, but a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he said the most vicious words in the softest voice: "Of course it is the same as the previous lives, I dug out his heart with my own hands."

While speaking, he waved his hand and released the restriction on his voice.

Once he was able to speak, the people in the cage began to curse: "Pei Muzhi, you despicable and shameless villain!"

A string of words scolded with joy, regardless of the consequences.

Pei Muzhi sneered, and said to the people in the cage: "It seems that I still can't learn to speak, Chen Xuan."

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