Immortal Venerable who cultivates ruthless Tao is pregnant with my cub

Meteor pool.

If I remember correctly, I heard about it a few days ago.

The witch who was implicated by Pei Muzhi's anger that day because he refused to drink the medicine was thrown into this place.

Pu Huaijin was no stranger to Meteor Demon Pool.

The Meteor Demon Pond in the Demon Realm is similar to the Zhuxian Terrace in the Immortal Realm. Usually, the demon cultivators who have committed wrongdoings will be punished to go there. Although they will not kill their lives, they will lose their cultivation for a hundred years. It is not easy to cultivate The demonic cultivator in human form will turn back into a hideous demonic energy, and start all over again.

It's just that there are rumors that it can make the devil's body dissipate the devil's energy, but it's really unheard of for people from other realms other than the devil to enter.

Seeing that Pu Huaijin was hesitant, Le Xian opened his mouth, his tone agitated: "Why is the Immortal so hesitant? Could it be that he really intends to ignore the common people, and really want to be trapped here to give birth to a devil for that devil?"

Although there are elements of provocation, Yue Xian's words are true.

But there was one thing he said wrong, Pu Huaijin didn't have any benevolence and righteousness in his heart, all the people in the world, what he wanted to protect was the peace of the fairy world.

"Meteor Demon Pond, can you get rid of the demon energy in the belly of this deity?"

Le Xian didn't even think about it, she nodded quickly.

Pu Huaijin took a deep look at him and didn't say much.

"Then go."

It can only be said that Yue Xian really came prepared, and had a clear goal from the very beginning, even the location of Meteor Demon Pond, several guards knew it clearly.

At the beginning, many demon guards were assigned near Chenghuan Hall, but since Pu Huaijin stopped disobeying all the time, Pei Muzhi also removed many of them. Impossible.

Even so, he did not completely relax his vigilance. Every half an hour, a team of about ten demon cultivators would patrol the vicinity of Chenghuan Hall.On the last trip, Yue Xian escaped the inspection and sneaked into the Chenghuan Hall. Now there is still time for a stick of incense, and they can sneak out of the hall when the Moxiu on the next patrol leaves.

Yue Xian stood in front of the window, looking at every move outside. Sure enough, after a stick of incense, a team of magic cultivators began to patrol around the Chenghuan Hall. go out the window.

Looking back at the person inside, the lower abdomen looming under the white snow robe, he asked intimately: "Immortal Venerable, you can use the strings to help."

Pu Huaijin knew what he was referring to, and said coldly: "No need."

Support the bottom of the window lattice and climb over with one hand.

The loss of spiritual power does not mean that the cultivation base is completely abolished. Although the figure is not as elegant as before, the ability to climb over the small window is still there.

After leaving Chenghuan Hall, there was a string of music leading the way to the Meteor Demon Pond. The journey was unexpectedly smooth, almost no demon cultivators were encountered, and the few who encountered were easily avoided.

Finally walked out of Shenzhu Palace, Pu Huaijin had just stepped out of the door, and glanced at the scenery behind the palace, a trace of astonishment appeared on his face.

It's been a while since he came to the Demon Realm, but he never knew that there would be such a place in the Demon Realm, which is lifeless and full of black energy.

Thousands of hectares of lake water, calm and calm, a tall building was built in the center of the lake, like Tian'e Moon Palace. At this time, there are bursts of fluorescent light on the top of the tall building, which is like a bright moon hanging in the night sky under the blur.

"Xianzun?"

Seeing that he was not moving, Le Xian urged him again, and Pu Huaijin turned around and continued walking.

If you don't look at the Wang Yu Demon Pool in front of you, but only see the tall building in the middle of the lake you saw before, you may make people mistakenly think that the whole Demon World is like that. Although the sun is out of sight, the elegance still exists.

In the Meteor Demon Pond at this moment, the nearby demonic energy was soaring to the sky, and it was pitch black, making it hard to breathe.In the turbid water like dripping ink, there are still many demon cultivators who are being tortured. Some of them couldn't bear it and wanted to climb up to the shore, but they were kicked down by the prisoner on the shore.

Crying and begging resounded throughout, it was like purgatory.

There were three people on duty today, carrying a leather whip studded with steel needles in their hands. When they saw someone escaped, they whipped the whip hard, and the steel needle was dripped with blood.

Yue Xian took off her black cloak, handed it to Pu Huaijin, and asked him to put it on. After a while, she pretended to be the demon cultivator who came to be punished, and walked down the Demon Meteor Pond.

"Wait for me to lure them away first."

After finishing speaking, Le Xian tidied up his clothes and walked over calmly. The three demon cultivators who were guarding the pool also turned their heads. I don't know what Le Xian said to them. After a few words, the other party nodded and called another brother , followed the strings to leave.

Pu Huaijin pressed down the hat of the cloak, got up slowly, and walked towards the Meteor Demon Pool step by step.

"Hey, that one over there, wait!"

Moxiu, who was staying by the pool, saw the person walking towards the pool at a glance, and hurriedly scolded.

Hearing the sound, the two demon cultivators who had already walked a distance with Yue Xian also stopped and looked back.

Pu Huaijin did not make a sound, nor did she stop walking.

"Hey! I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"

Seeing that the man didn't answer, Moxiu angrily rushed over with a whip.

Pu Huaijin was one step ahead of him, stepping into the pool without hesitation.

The water was extremely cold, staining the hem of his white clothes, below the submerged ankles, the coldness stings every inch of his skin, as if thousands of hands were tearing away until his flesh was bloody.

Pu Huaijin's forehead was already dripping with cold sweat, his lips were tightly pursed, and his face was expressionless, as if what he had built was not a Meteor Pool that gathered thousands of evil spirits, but an ordinary pool.

He struggled to move his feet, and walked to the depths. The water in the pool gradually filled up, submerged his knees, and then to his waist, leaving only the black cloak covered, and the white robe floating on the water.

The demon cultivator hurried over and was also stunned by the sight in front of him.

He has guarded the Meteor Pool for hundreds of years, and all he has seen are those who were thrown into the pool, screaming in pain, and crawling desperately to the shore. This is the first time he saw himself go down and still walk To the depths of the pool without saying a word.

Surprised, he still pulled out his whip and swung it at the people in the pool angrily.

"I'm talking to you, are you deaf!"

The whip with steel needles hit Pu Huaijin hard on the back, he let out a muffled grunt, and as the whip was retracted, the cloak he was wearing fell off his body, and his white clothes were very eye-catching in the filthy pool, but it was stained with blood.

Pu Huaijin closed her eyes and let the sweat slide off her forehead.

Without the body protection of spiritual power, the invasion of the devilish energy hurts more than he imagined, like a ferocious wild beast and evil spirit, wanting to swallow this fragile pair of breasts alive and devour them.

I have seen a lot of people who are afraid of death, but I have never seen one with such hard bones. An ordinary demon cultivator was whipped by this whip, and the scream could echo around the Meteor Demon Pool for a long time. .

The palm of Moxiu's hand holding the whip had already begun to sweat, but he still clenched his fingers tightly, with a ferocious expression on his face: "The bones are hard!"

After speaking, he raised his whip again and swung it down heavily.

It's just that this whip failed to fall on him as he wished.

Pu Huaijin felt his body lighten, and he was picked up from the water. Before he could react, he heard an urgent cry from the shore.

"Honorable seat!"

Sweat had already wet the eyelashes, and Pu Huaijin opened his eyes wearily.

It really was Pei Muzhi.

His brown eyes were raging with anger, and he wanted to devour everyone. He lifted Pu Huaijin from the pool with his right hand, and tightly held the whip that almost fell with his left hand, piercing him with a terrifying steel needle. In the palm of his hand, blood dripped down the tip of the steel needle, but he seemed not to feel the pain.

Moxiu standing on the bank was dumbfounded long ago, and was thinking of whipping a few more whips as a punishment, but before the second whip fell, a black shadow passed over his head, and when he saw clearly, the people in the pool had already fallen into it. In the arms of the demon god.

Pei Muzhi yanked the hand holding the whip violently, throwing Moxiu on the other end of the whip into the Meteor Demon Pool, and kept struggling in the pool water with screams.

"Who let him in!"

Repressed for a long time, followed by rage.

The other two guards on the shore, Moxiu, knelt on the ground, their whole bodies shaking violently. Seeing their companions being thrown into the pool, they were so frightened that they couldn't even speak clearly: "Your Honor, Your Honor..."

Pei Muzhi turned his head, and they almost couldn't breathe with the oppressive eyes.

Knowing that although he didn't speak, but the killing intent was already on the rise, one of the demon cultivators hurriedly argued: "Your Honor, it's not that this subordinate left his post without authorization, yes, it's Mr. Le Xian, he said that he asked his subordinates for help, so this subordinate just ..."

At critical moments, no one can help anyone but save themselves.

As soon as the words fell, the strings also came out from the crowd, his expression was cold, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

"It's you?"

Pei Muzhi narrowed his eyes.

Yue Xian said: "I was just passing by, and I don't know anything about what happened in the Meteor Demon Pool, please pay attention to it."

Sweeping away the submissiveness before, the present him is completely different from the one who knelt before Pu Huaijin and begged in front of Pu Huaijin in Chenghuan Hall.

Pei Muzhi said coldly, "Just passing by?"

Yue Xian answered word by word: "Just passing by."

Skip it all.

Pu Huaijin looked at it coldly, he never had any expectations for Yue Xian from the beginning.

Since he told Meteor Demon Pond that it can get rid of the evil energy in his stomach, but concealed that if a mortal goes down, he will be wiped out in ashes, he knows that Yue Xian's intention to help him is not pure.

Even though he knew it, he didn't expose it, because if he really got rid of the monster in his belly and recovered his spiritual power, the Little Meteor Demon Pool couldn't do anything to him.

Pei Muzhi expected that if there was no one else to deceive him, with Pu Huaijin alone, it would be impossible for him to reach the Meteor Demon Pond and jump down so smoothly.

He said in a deep voice: "Since no one admits it, I would rather kill a hundred by mistake."

"it's me."

The voice was weak and cold.

Pei Mu was taken aback, and lowered his head to look at the person in his arms.

The white clothes were stained by sewage mixed with fresh blood, his legs were so bloody and bloody that it was unbearable to look at him directly, his hair was soaked in cold sweat and stuck to his forehead, his lips were pale without a trace of blood, and he felt so light and weak in his arms As if a gust of wind blows and it dissipates.

"You know what you're talking about."

Pei Muzhi's voice was unexpectedly calm, but Pu Huaijin knew that it was a sign before the storm came.

"I know."

Word by word, like a hammer hitting Pei Muzhi's heart, he laughed back in anger: "In order to get rid of the child in your belly, you even gave up your life."

The waves in Pu Huaijin's eyes were fleeting, and then he only uttered a word lightly.

"Yes."

The boom is like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

Pei Muzhi's anger finally exploded with Pu Huaijin's understatement.

He strangled Pu Huaijin's fair and slender neck with his bloody palm pierced by steel nails, and his tone was extremely cold, as if he wanted to cut him into pieces.

"Pu Huaijin, you really think I dare not kill you."