Fishing succubus is good at raising fish

Zhu Yan, there are many white jades on it, and red copper on the bottom.There is a beast named Yan, whose shape is like an ape, but with a white head and bare feet, its name is Zhu Yan, and when it sees it, it will be a soldier.

Shen Shaotang felt that the surroundings were pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers.

But he could feel the panting of a gigantic beast, which was near him, whose eyesight must be much better than his, perhaps it was observing secretly.

"Ha... hello?"

The other party didn't like him at all.

Shen Shaotang put his two fingers together, boldly stirred up a cluster of flames, and within the range of his vision, he saw a step leading to the top.

After a while, he stood at the top and lit the lamp, and the light of the flame illuminated the entire space.

"Dong dong dong—" Something was hitting hard under the steps, Shen Shaotang suddenly lost his balance and fell down, before he could cry out in pain, a black shadow fell straight down.

Seeing that it was smashed into the air, Zhu Yan hurriedly grabbed a lamp next to it. The lampshade collided with the stone pillar, and the shattered glass gave off a penetrating light, and fell piece by piece in front of Shen Shaotang.

He opened his eyes wide, "Speak up if you have something to say, you don't have to die."

"Ho—" Zhu Yan glared at him, cursing.

"Oh, we're not talking speculatively." Shen Shaotang changed his mind, since Zhu Yan found him, there must be a reason, and it would be an important clue to complete the task of "Taming Zhu Yan".

"Are you asking me for something, like that kind of unfulfilled wish? For example, to help you avenge someone, or find a benefactor for you to repay your favor..."

The animalism in Zhu Yan's eyes was still there, he was indifferent to his words, and even went on to strike hard.

"..." Shen Shaotang hid and thought, he looks so resistant to beating?

Or...is he the one who has a grudge against Zhu Yan?This is not impossible.

Shen Shaotang was shocked, but found that the surroundings were very quiet, and the indiscriminate bombing attacks had stopped.

But it was obviously not what he thought. When he just got up from under the table, he saw a huge boulder condensed from Zhu Yan's hands. The surface of the boulder was covered with fireworks, and he suddenly pushed towards him.

He landed on the ground with his feet lightly, and landed on the notch in the wall above, using his strength to turn around and grab Zhu Yan's neck in mid-air.

Zhu Yan has a huge body, and his movements can cause earthquakes and mountains to shake. It beat the ground vigorously, destroying everything around it.

Shen Shaotang was almost thrown out, his pupils dilated, and a powerful impact brought him to the stone wall, and at the critical moment, he turned over and landed on the opponent's shoulder.

The sword body was condensed from the heart formula, and the cold light flashed across Zhu Yan's face.

Blood splattered everywhere, and Zhu Yan's voice became more painful and angry, and one of its fists was wrapped in spiritual power, and it quickly smashed down in the air.

"Don't blame me for being ruthless if you dare to kill me!"

The snow-coloured sword light flicked the young man's skirt slightly, making the pair of phoenix eyes more clear and firm, and the eyes flashed, but Zhu Yan's astonished expression was reflected.

At this time, Shen Shaotang's cultivation was fully revealed, and it was more than enough to deal with Zhu Yan.

With a high-spirited expression on his brows and eyes, he smiled lightly and said, "It's still too late to admit defeat, I don't bother to bully the weak..."

If Zhu Yan wants to fight, he is willing to accompany him, and it may take some time, but if the opponent intends to fight to the death, then he should be mentally prepared.

Because Zhu Yan remained calm, he also thought of a countermeasure in his heart.

Suddenly, the ground trembled again, but Zhu Yan didn't pounce on him, but... knelt down.

"..." Shen Shaotang was stunned, this... what is the way?

He clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, and his vigilance rose sharply, fearing that this was Zhu Yan's plan to advance by retreating.

"Woooo..."

Zhu Yan lowered his head, making a pitiful sound from his throat, as if a large pet that had done something wrong was acting like a spoiled child to its owner.

Shen Shaotang was disgusted by his brain, he put the blade horizontally in front of it, and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"

In order to show his sincerity, Zhu Yan was not afraid of his sword at all, but slowly lowered his head and prostrated himself on the ground. With this posture, Shen Shaotang could kill it at will.

"Master... this used to be your territory."

Zhu Yan's human voice is a bit weird and awkward, as if deliberately imitating human voices, but the meaning is still recognizable.

What surprised him even more was the next scene, where the surrounding red light spread and grew until a blue-green "stone" emerged in the center.

——That is Yuan Dan of the fierce beast Zhu Yan.

"Host, Zhu Yan voluntarily donated Yuan Dan, and you can obtain all of its cultivation and its memory."

Shen Shaotang thought for a while, all this was a bit too "smooth".

"Let me see its memory first."

He slowly stretched out his hand to touch the blue-green "stone".

The Demon Realm is a place full of evil, the magma is scorching hot, there are sparks floating in the air, and there are suspended rocks with strange textures.

The man half leaning on the throne half closed his eyes, holding a small white monkey in his arms, upon closer inspection it was the shrunken version of Zhu Yan.

"Is this demon world not good?" He said while stroking Zhu Yan.

The man in white was wearing a bamboo hat, and his face could not be seen clearly through the hazy white gauze. His whole body was not stained with demonic aura, but he moved his hands and feet calmly. Obviously, no one dared to stop him from entering and leaving this place.

He bowed slightly and said politely: "The devil world will be chaotic after all, it's better to leave earlier."

"Are you really going to leave me?"

"Leave tomorrow."

"..."

The man on the throne looked at him silently, and the eyes of the two blended in the air. After a while, they lowered their eyes and walked towards him slowly as if admitting defeat.

"When I go out, you will be the first person I see." The man said with an unusually ambiguous distance between his lips through the white gauze.

"Of course it's me." The other party smiled lightly.

The man was so fascinated that he couldn't get out of this affectionate atmosphere. He didn't know which soul was still rational, and said:

"I listen to you so much, you won't lie to me, will you?"

The man in white straightened up suddenly, and the veil didn't even touch his cheeks, as if he was the one who led the relationship from the beginning to the end. A little more affection is not much, and a little less is more than enough.

The other party seemed to be looking down at him, and his voice suddenly turned cold:

"Why do you listen to my words? It is up to you to choose the right path or continue to go astray."

Hearing this, the man's face darkened, and the little guy in his arms was twitching.

For some unknown reason, Zhu Yan suddenly roared at the man in white, his amber eyes were full of poison.

"It has never liked you, so what will happen in the future?" The man pretended to teach him a lesson, patted it on the head, and when he raised his head again, his smile returned.

"In three days, I will wait for you there."

"..."

There are lava pools everywhere, they are slowly boiling, making a gurgling sound, as if they are accumulating enough power to destroy the world and explode at a certain moment.

When the screen changed, it was still this place, but all the rock fortresses were turned into nothingness, and the cruel and ferocious fire was corroding and destroying everything.

Even the noble throne cannot escape the engulfing fire.

The man was wearing a black cloak, which was already in tatters at this time. His back hit the rock wall heavily, and the impact almost shattered his internal organs.

His face was covered with wounds, and his body was also dripping with blood. Most of his cultivation had been consumed.

The man holding the divine sword stood in front of him. His icy blue robe was spotless, and his face was so handsome that the bright jade white lotus crown set it off. He recognized that sword...

It is the sword of Immortal Lord Fuyuan of Tianxue Mountain—Qixing.

"Wen Zhou, are you willing to turn back?"

Wen Zhou's fingertips were buried in the soil, blood mixed with pain, his arms trembled, but his voice was not weak at all: "I didn't do anything wrong, why should I admit my mistakes to the world?"

The voice above his head was cold and ruthless, and the blade was already on his neck.

"You instigated Moxiu to kill monks to obtain spiritual roots, and swallowed three cities in one night, each of which is a heinous crime."

Wen Zhou's pupils shrank slightly, and he smiled angrily: "I never instigated them to do that kind of thing, where did Xian Jun hear the rumor?"

He lowered his head, cupped his fists, and quietly raised his eyes to look.

Suddenly, a dagger appeared in the palm of his right hand. From an angle that Gu Qinglun was not prepared for, he tightened the socket of his knee and launched a sudden attack.

Gu Qinglun's eyes turned cold, Qi Xingjian's sword energy roared, and a broken arm flew out in an instant.

"Stubborn."

"Three thousand innocent creatures in my demon world were all killed by your sword. The fairy lord pity those mortals, why don't you pity them... don't they all deserve to die?"

On the ground under their feet, everything was eroded by magma, countless demonic cultivators were left dead, and the living were tortured inhumanely, not to mention the lingering monsters.

Gu Qinglun lowered his eyes indifferently, and made a golden seal with one hand.

"You are the supreme fairy king of Tianxue Mountain, the strongest sword cultivator admired by thousands of people...you are also a 'devil' with blood on your hands." Great pain.

"Hahaha--"

This scene can be described as very cruel. Shen Shaotang watched it from a third-party perspective, but he had a different feeling in his heart. This was exactly where he had just transmigrated.

The icy blue figure in memory was not Yin Yuye, but Gu Qinglun.

Gu Qinglun came to the Demon Realm to seal the big devil for Tian Xingdao, then... Shen Shaotang looked at the big devil with a feeling, and the other party discovered his existence, with a secret smile on his face, staring straight at him. He sees.

Yes... It was Wen Zhou who tricked him into swallowing the magic pill!

Shen Shaotang's head was buzzing, and his whole heart seemed to be swelling violently, as if he was in the fire in the magma pool. It turns out... so this is the origin of the story.

At this time, he went to take a closer look at Wen Zhou's face, and then slowly recognized the other's appearance.

——Is that Wen Zhou, or Yin Che?Or, who are you...

……

"The devil, Wenzhou! He... he was resurrected?"

When "Yin Che" killed all the monsters and proceeded slowly from the top floor to the bottom floor, almost no monks dared to stop him, because those who dared to rush up were already lying on the ground.

He licked the blood on his fingers, his red eyes shone with a seductive brilliance.

"They are all useless juniors... This Demon Venerable despises you and told you to die."

All the people present have more or less heard that a hundred years ago, the great demon who ruled the demon world, practiced strange and evil techniques, and said that there were 380 "punishments" tormenting people, all of which were creepy.

With the effort of a cup of tea, both Tianxue disciples and Xianmeng died tragically in his hands.

Only four were left alive, and their throats were locked with lingering silk, and they were hung on the north, south, east, west sides of the Cangsong Pagoda, allowing them to die little by little in extreme pain.

"There is still half a stick of incense time, invite your master and ancestor, otherwise... I have other ways to torture you."

In the next moment, a sharp sword edge split half of the ground floor, and in an instant, rubble billowed and thick smoke rose.

"Come out of his body, and you dare to touch my people?"

After the thick smoke dissipated, Wen Zhou saw a man in black clothes. At this moment, Yin Yuye's expression was gloomy, and his whole body was full of evil spirits.

At the same time, he also felt several other "familiar" auras. Obviously, the "bait" just now was indeed useful, attracting several Taishan Beidou from the cultivation world.

"This is the end of the matter, don't hurt the innocent again."

"Today's snow mountain is not the place for you to come."

He looked at the familiar faces in front of him, and they appeared in another posture.Wen Zhou felt dark emotions in his heart, and his eyes especially lingered on one of them for a long time.

It's ridiculous that he has been fooled for more than a hundred years.

Wen Zhou's eyes were red, and he suddenly laughed maniacally, vaguely tinged with sadness:

"Don't be hypocritical, what righteous immortals, masters who have avoided the world, the suzerain of the Liu family... and the holy son of Buddhism, you will work together to drive me into a demon, but now they are all clean, and everyone sits on the high platform!"