Immortal Venerable who cultivates ruthless Tao is pregnant with my cub

"So, people ran away again?"

Luo Kongming was pulled by the wrist, and hurriedly looked back.

The other party was in the dark, unable to see what he looked like, his slender fingers were clasped tightly, and his wrist was aching.

Luo Kongming asked with some doubts: "Are you..."

Before he could finish asking, the other party had already taken his hand, and ran towards the direction behind him, and he forgot to struggle in a hurry, as if he had no reason to trust the person holding his wrist.

Light suddenly appeared in front of him, as if he had found an exit to escape from the darkness.

The two continued to run, trying to get close to the beam of light, and finally the white light continued to expand, and the bright light fell on the two of them.

Luo Kongming vaguely saw this person standing in that beam of white light, but it was a pity that the light was so dazzling that he couldn't see clearly.

Fangcai grabbed his wrist and stopped suddenly, leaving only a figure in black clothes behind.

And the appearance of the person standing in the white light gradually became clear.

The white clothes are more snowy, Ling Ran is arrogant, the blade of Yuanchen Sword reflects the chill, the person holding the sword stands in front of them expressionlessly, pointing the sword at the two of them.

Familiar face and eyebrows.

But the look in his eyes was so indifferent.

The black-clothed man in front of him suddenly knelt down and begged the white-clothed fairy, but the white-clothed fairy's eyes remained unchanged, and he raised his sword and stabbed at him.

Luo Kongming was taken aback for a moment, and in the next second, he watched the sharp sword mercilessly piercing his chest.

"Master...brother."

The surrounding white light began to gradually dissipate, Luo Kongming trembled suddenly, and opened his eyes.

It turned out to be just a dream.

But the scene in the dream just now was so real, even the pain when the sharp sword pierced his chest was still very clear.

Luo Kongming frowned and covered his chest, how could he have such a strange dream.

At this moment, there was an exclamation from outside the cabin, Luo Kongming hurriedly got up, opened the door and went out to look, only to see that Shixiao seemed to be frightened, hiding behind Mu Lingzhou, and Mu Lingzhou also looked terrified.

Luo Kongming asked aloud: "What's wrong?"

Mu Lingzhou pointed to an open space beside him, and said to Luokong, "Master, Junior Sister Ning is gone."

Looking at the place he pointed, there was indeed no one there.

As soon as the words fell, the Moming River around them suddenly changed, the boat they were on gradually disappeared, and the world they lived in was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

The three drew their swords one after another, looked around vigilantly, and looked around.

The illusion dissipated, and the real location emerged, and the huge rock stood upright, and it turned out to be back to Luanshiyan.

"Xuanyu Immortal Venerable! Senior Brother Mu, Junior Sister Shi!"

Suddenly there was an anxious call from behind, and the three of them turned their heads and saw that it was Ning Lian waving at them.

Only then did Mu Lingzhou heave a sigh of relief, and Ning Lian quickly walked over to join them, and before he could say a few words, he realized that the four of them were not the only ones in this chaotic rock.

A man in Tsing Yi slowly turned around and walked out from behind a rock.

Several people faced him one after another, very vigilant, drew their swords and prepared, until the man raised his head, the mask on half of his face could not cover his eyes, but with those eyes alone, Ning Lian was able to recognize him.

This demon that has troubled me for many years.

Qinglan's eyes swept over them, as if looking for someone, when she saw Ning Lian among them, her eyes paused and then suddenly brightened.

"Xiao Lian, long time no see."

Even with her veil on, Qing Lan recognized her at a glance, after all, she was the person he had been dreaming of for so many years.

Sensing Ning Lian's behavior, Mu Lingzhou turned slightly to block Qinglan's sight.

Although we reunited after a long time and wanted to catch up on the old days, there are still important things to do at this moment. Counting the time, the person sent should have reported back, and the honored seat will be there soon. Qing Lan thought, since they have all come to the Demon Realm, the future will be long , I have plenty of time to catch up with her.

Qing Lan glanced again, making sure that the person was not among them, and asked aloud, "Where is Pu Huaijin?"

Luo Kongming frowned, thinking to himself, since they are also looking for the younger brother, it means the younger brother has not yet fallen into their hands.

After confirming that there were only Qinglan and a few demon cultivators, Mu Lingzhou raised his sword and exchanged glances with the two people behind him.

"Stop talking nonsense, I won't tell you if I know it!" Picking up the small words and clanging, the first one rushed up with a sword, Ning Lian followed closely after seeing this, and the two sides immediately fought together.

Although Qing Lan's party has a large number of people, they are all facing the most outstanding disciples of the Immortal Sect, plus a Xuanyu Immortal Venerable, the minority is against the majority, and they are evenly matched.

The two sides are fighting together, and neither can gain the upper hand.

A black wind suddenly rose from the sky, and a sense of oppression followed.

Qing Lan, who was fighting, suddenly stopped her movements, and the rest of the Moxiu also retreated to the sides and knelt down on one knee.

"Welcome to your seat."

A gust of wind blew up the black sleeves, and the long pendant rolled like the sea and the river, and the handsome face was covered with a layer of gloomy frost. Pei Muzhi stopped in front of everyone, his eyes fell on Luo Kongming, but he turned away in an instant. .

Did not see the person he wanted.

Pei Muzhi's voice was extremely cold: "It's not that they found a trace, but where is that person?"

The coercion was unleashed without control, Qinglan lowered her head, cold sweat broke out on her forehead: "Your Majesty, calm down..."

There was indeed Pu Huaijin's lingering aura near Luanshiyan. He may have left now, but he must have stayed in Luanshiyan before that, and Luo Kongming and others were still here.

But these words were not uttered, and Pei Muzhi no longer wanted to hear them.

In his opinion, without seeing anyone, all Qing Lan's explanations became excuses.

"So, people ran away again?"

In just a few words, the killing intent was already hidden in the conversation.

Qinglan lowered her head, not daring to reply.

The anger in Pei Muzhi's heart became more and more uncontrollable. He was about to explode when he suddenly felt a familiar breath.

It's the residual sparkle of the Soul Orb, someone used the Soul Orb in this place just now.

His eyes turned cold, and he tilted his head slightly, looking at the road extending from Luanshiyan to the ghost world.

Qinglan was sweating coldly, but the coercion on his body suddenly disappeared. He hurriedly raised his head to look at Pei Muzhi, and then followed Pei Muzhi's gaze to look in the direction of the ghost world, as if he understood something.

"Go, go to the ghost world."

Pei Muzhi said coldly, and he was about to leave. The moment he passed Luo Kongming, he was blocked by the other party raising his sword.

"You let Huai Jin go, what's the matter with you!"

The always gentle voice will also have such firm and majestic moments.

Pei Muzhi turned his head and looked at the face that was exactly the same as in the memory. After a while, he smiled casually: "Xuanyu Xianzun, some things are better for him to come in person."

The light in the bright eyes dimmed.

"However, if Xuanyu Immortal Venerable wants to stay in the Demon Realm as a guest, I would be more than happy."

Mu Lingzhou was so frightened by his words, he took a quick step forward, stood in front of Luo Kongming, and said sharply: "Don't touch my master!"

Seeing Mu Lingzhou's hastily defending appearance, Pei Muzhi sneered, ignored them, and walked towards the ghost world.

When Pu Huaijin woke up, she only felt a splitting headache.

He couldn't help but frown, and he wanted to raise his hand to rub it, but found that his arm seemed to be bound by something, unable to move.

After his body slowly regained consciousness, he opened his eyes slightly.

The blood-red sky came into view, and the howling wind whizzed by the ear was mixed with the wailing and crying of fierce ghosts. It was miserable and frightening. There were dark shadows all around, floating and colliding randomly, and passing through each other.

Consciousness slowly regained, and the brain began to function.

He found himself bound by his hands and tied to a stone pillar.

Pu Huaijin felt something was wrong. After calming down, he analyzed the environment he was in. Blood flowed like a river, and ghosts screamed. This is the world of ghosts.

Then he closed his eyes, raised his spiritual power, and wanted to break the rope that bound his hands.

"You don't need to waste your energy in vain. With your current spiritual power alone, you can't break free from this bundle of fairy ropes."

With a smile on his face, Yue Xian walked up slowly from behind him and stood beside Pu Huaijin: "I tied this rope because I was afraid that the Immortal would escape in the face of the battle, and I might offend him. Please forgive me the Immortal."

Pu Huaijin didn't want to talk to him too much, and said coldly: "Let go of this deity."

In exchange for a word, the eyes slowly protruding from the strings were full of affection, but reflected Pu Huaijin's disgusted expression.

"I will let you go, Immortal Venerable. I will untie Immortal Venerable immediately before I can absorb the devilish energy in your belly."

As soon as the words fell, the sea of ​​blood at the head of the bridge was churning, and the waves were turbulent, sweeping thousands of undead, rushing towards the shore.

Ghost Jun Weiyan was standing at the head of the bridge, looking up at the blood tide that was thousands of feet high.

The undead on the top of the waves stretched out their skinny arms, longing to go to the shore, but before they reached the shore, they were already photographed by the next huge wave.

Wave after wave, the blood tide dropped from a height of a thousand feet to a height of a hundred feet, and then fell from a height of defeat to a height of ten feet. Seeing that the three cloudy days were about to pass, the blood tide subsided immediately, but there was no one to wait for.

He immediately took out the Soul Orb and threw it from the air.

The soul beads shone brightly in the air, almost illuminating half of the blood-stained night sky.

The blood tide that was about to recede surged up again, and a column of blood water emerged from it and went straight into the sky. As the remaining tide receded, that column of water also gradually descended, until a strand of broken soul fluctuated in the sparkling light of the Yunzhu Pearl. The lower parts gradually condensed and gathered until they slowly turned into a human form.

It was a man with disheveled hair and a pale face, with black eye circles and stubble on his chin. He looked weather-beaten, but he could be seen as a handsome middle-aged man.

Pu Huaijin recognized this person, he was the last ghost lord of the ghost world, Chi Ming.

How the current ghost king Weiyan got the throne is not a secret in the Six Realms. Some people say that he has dirty means, repays kindness with revenge, and is extremely vicious. Some people think that the previous ghost king is not a kind person. , no one is better than the other.

But what is certain is that many years ago, when Du Jie suffered backlash, Chi Ming was plotted against by his adopted son, a bone arrow pierced through the eyebrows, and was wiped out on the spot, leaving no soul between the heavens and the earth.

But Weiyan worked so hard to get this Yunzhu from Pei Muzhi's hand, it was actually to condense a wisp of Chiming's remnant soul.

That ray of soul flickered in mid-air, Weiyan looked up for a while, then mustered up the courage, and tentatively asked, "Father?"

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The next chapter will bring people back