After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

As soon as the mask on Lin Yuan's face fell off, the young disciples standing below all exclaimed.

Even Wang Yuegong and other sects can recognize Lin Yuan at a glance.

There is no way, Xianzun looks too amazing.

In heaven and earth, in the three realms and eight wastelands, this face is unforgettable.

Especially at this moment, the Immortal Venerable, who had always been dressed in white, was wearing a black robe, which changed from the previous style, making his figure even more tall and straight, and his appearance like jade.

There was also a beauty in purple in her arms.

As soon as Pu landed on the ground, he was cheered by the young disciples.

With Linyuan around, it was like giving everyone a reassurance.

"How could the immortal be in the realm of demons and ghosts?"

"Sure enough, the Immortal Venerable has been quietly following us to protect us."

"Great, if the immortal is in the realm of monsters, we are not afraid that we will not be able to get out."

The originally tense atmosphere eased a lot because of Lin Yuan's arrival.

It's just that Lin Yuan, the protagonist who was talked about by everyone, didn't look very good.

He put down Yan Zizhi, and did not forget to hold his arm to make Yan Zizhi stand still.

Then he turned his head to look at where he came from.

His brows frowned into a "Chuan", unable to let go.

The ghost king in the hall died.

Before he left, he cast a tracking spell on the ghost king's back, in order to prevent the ghost king from committing crimes again.

But now.

The tracking spell is gone.

If he hadn't canceled the spell himself, then the object tracked by the spell would have dissipated between heaven and earth.

Completely dead.

Who killed the ghost king?

Lin Yuan looked into the crowd.

There are young disciples from other sects who are terrified, there are disciples from the Taiwei School who are overwhelmed with gratitude, and there are Wuwu who stand at a loss and look annoyed.

Only the child was missing.

If he remembered correctly, that child should be named Bugui.

No return no return.

In Wuwang Realm, he seems to have heard of this name.

But now is not the time to think about it.

The important thing is to teach the people in front of you a lesson.

"How much blood do you have to feed it?"

Yan Zizhi stared at Lin Yuan's serious face, a little funny.

The corners of his lips curled up, and he said indifferently, "You are caring about me."

He did not use a negative tone.

Rather yes.

"Not only concerned, but also angry."

Oriole Bird: In such a moment of big right and wrong, you still don't forget to tease him//.

"Is this considered a prank? You still know too little."

Lin Yuan pursed his lips and remained silent.

But the hand didn't stop, he raised his right hand and squeezed a spell. The water blue brilliance gradually spread over Yan Zizhi's wrist, wiping away those blood curses one by one.

"What are you doing, there is still a fierce battle."

Yan Zizhi looked down at his wrist.

Gee.

Smooth as ever, it seems that Lin Yuan's prosthetics have also reached the point of perfection.

"Leave it to me here."

Lin Yuan flicked his sleeves, blocking Yan Zizhi behind his back.

He was about the same size as Yan Zizhi, only a head taller.

Standing in front of him at this moment can completely cover him.

Feel safe.

The fox's tail in the distant mountain seemed to feel that the two people on the opposite side looked down on him, and it increased several times, almost covering the entire mountain.

The huge foxtail swayed in mid-air.

From the original three or four tails, it suddenly increased to six.

Each tail is tipped with a little red.

Exudes a voluptuous and bloodthirsty smell.

Lin Yuan didn't say any more, a ladder cloud flew into the air.

A wind suddenly blew up in the realm of demons and ghosts.

The strong wind stirred his black clothes, as if placing him in the center of the entire vortex.

Yan Zizhi knew that the wind was caused by him.

Because at the next moment, Lin Yuan pulled his hand down heavily.

A water-blue spiritual power net that was overwhelming enough to cover the entire mountain peak fell from the sky.

There is also a word "Yuan" on the mountain peak, which is constantly rotating, forming a formation similar to the Taiwei School's mountain protection formation.

Lingliwang and the imprint of the word Linyuan complement each other.

For a moment, thunder and lightning flashed on the mountain where the fox demon was trapped, and several bolts of lightning struck down from top to bottom.

One by one, they chopped on each fox's tail.

Every time a bolt of lightning falls, the struck fox's tail suddenly shrinks, trembles, and gradually becomes transparent.

"This is a large formation that can only be used by the cultivation base of the transformation stage."

"The Immortal Venerable has already entered the realm of the gods, and he can ascend in half a step. With the Immortal Venerable, it is impossible for this fox demon to be resurrected..."

Before the disciple who said these words finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spewed out of his chest.

The whole person fell to his knees, unable to lift his head up again.

It seemed that there was a heavy weight on his head, forcing him to press his head to the ground.

At the same time, the fox's tail, which was originally suppressed by the water-blue magic circle, suddenly exploded.

Increase to nine at once.

Those young disciples who formed a square formation all fell to their knees one after another, spitting blood and convulsing continuously.

Two-thirds of their souls were taken away at once.

Those with high cultivation can barely maintain a trace of clarity.

Such as Xianba.

The one with a low cultivation base is already paralyzed on the ground at this moment, his limbs are limp, his eyes are empty, and he only breathes out but not in.

What happened in this short moment?

"I... I can't use any spiritual power..."

"Me too, it seems that I have been drained of strength."

"Is the fox demon really going to be resurrected? Am I really going to die?"

Yan Zizhi glanced at Xiang Jiurong.

Xiang Jiurong held on and did not fall down, but the black feathers on his body began to tremble imperceptibly.

It can be seen that he is resisting with all his strength.

But Xiang Jiurong did not form a square formation!

Even if he didn't form a square formation, his soul was still under the strong oppression of this fox demon.

It can be seen how powerful the fox demon was more than 400 years ago.

"Where's the demon pill?" Yan Zizhi suddenly turned to Yan Wuwei.

The demon core of the fox demon was brought into the ghost realm by Yan Wuwei from the very beginning.

Now it is only possible on his body.

Yan Wuwei didn't know what to say when he stared at him like that.

He could only wave his hands again and again in a daze for a long time before organizing his words: "It's not with me. When I was in the hall just now, I already gave the demon pill to the ghost king."

"But the ghost king is dead."

Yan Zizhi spoke quietly.

He also sensed that the ghost king in the hall in the distance suddenly exploded and died.

The demon pill is gone.

To be precise, the demon pill has fallen into the mountain in front of him.

I don't know who it is, quietly took back the demon pill from the ghost king's hand, and just now when he and Lin Yuan were busy setting up formations to suppress the fox's tail.

Return the demon pill to the little fox.

No wonder, even though Linyuan spent such a huge amount of painstaking efforts to set up a large formation to protect the mountain, it was easily conquered by the little fox.

The little fox who took back the demon pill is equivalent to taking back half of his mana.

At this time, the square formation is no longer needed at all.

She can forcibly absorb the souls of all cultivators.

The senior brother asked Yan Wuwei to take the demon pill into the illusion, never for any reason, to stir up the ghost king to fulfill his promise to the host.

The only purpose of the big brother from beginning to end.

It was to resurrect his mother, the little fox.

Yan Zizhi didn't have time to think too much, turned the demon knife in his hand, and cut at his wrist again.

A hand was inserted into the slanting stab, pinching the edge of the waist knife.

"Don't hurt yourself."

Lin Yuan had fallen from mid-air, and stood side by side with Yan Zizhi at the front.

His fingertips were cut with a trace of blood by the sharp demon knife.

But he still held the tip of the knife tightly with two fingers.

Don't let Yan Zizhi go any further.

"Why self-harm?"

Yan Zizhi held Lin Yuan's hand.

Slowly but firmly pulled his hand away from the demon knife.

"You are in the realm of innocence, and you know that you can prove the way and ascend as long as you slaughter the disciples of the Taiwei Sect. But you didn't choose to slaughter them."

"Taiwei disciples are as important as Mount Tai to you."

"What you want to protect is what I can protect for you."

Yan Zizhi didn't continue talking.

Just glanced back.

On the grass that has been stained with blood, there are countless too tiny disciples lying all over the place.

Although there were only seven or eight people, each of them had paid homage to Lin Yuan, and each of them had put their hope of life on Lin Yuan.

This is Linyuan, the Taiwei sect who would rather give up his own life to protect.

Although there are only a few people, they cannot be abandoned.

Lin Yuan didn't stop him anymore.

He flew up by himself, continued to weave with spells, and controlled the tendency of the fox's tail to grow.

And Yan Zizhi held up the demon knife, and said in a serious tone, "Xiang Jiurong, do you still have the strength? Take me up."

As soon as the words fell, Xiang Jiurong transformed into a prototype of a nine-tailed black phoenix, holding Yan Zizhi on his back.

There was a clear and loud sound of phoenix chirping.

The nine-tailed black phoenix covered in black streamers raised its head and flew into the sky like a black cloud.

Hovering above the mountain with nine fox tails hidden.

Oriole suddenly panicked.

Isn't he a big devil?

How could he be so kind and put the lives of all of Taiwei's little disciples on him?

Not far away, Xiang Jiurong followed Yan Zizhi's instructions and drove him to stop at eight directions on the top of the mountain for a while.

Open, Rest, Health, Injury, Du, Scenery, Death, Surprise.

He raised his wrist, and sprinkled the fresh, hot blood that had just been cut on these eight positions in sequence.

This is a more violent and domineering formation than the square formation.

But his name is very simple, referred to as Octagonal Formation.

Guided by a person's body, it connects all directions.

After drawing this formation, Yan Zizhi deeply understood the evilness of the big brother.

He clearly knew that there were other souls hidden in the body of Ji Yunzhi's sentence, so he came up with such a vicious method to ask others to sacrifice the soul to achieve the purpose of resurrection.

But he just wanted to go against the elder brother.

Don't you just want to sacrifice the soul?

The demons have a spell called Yang Feng Yin Violation.

You only need to use the octagonal formation to complete the transformation of body and soul.

It is tantamount to sacrificing one's own body and creating a fake soul shell.

This spirit shell can last for about three instants of time.

As long as you lie to the fox demon who only needs to be resurrected in these three instants of time.

Let Linyuan summon eternal silence.

If the power of the weak water in Eternal Silence is exhausted with all its strength, it can completely shatter the spirit of the fox demon at the moment when he thinks he can be resurrected.

But the price is a bit high.

In addition to sacrificing Ji Yunzhi's body.

You have to take an Eternal Silence Sword.

But since Linyuan can even give up his own life for the sake of the little disciple of the Taiwei Sect, he shouldn't care too much about the natal spirit sword.

Isn't it just losing half of your cultivation base and practicing for another 80 or [-] years.

It's a big deal to catch another weapon spirit.

Sounds like a good deal.

Yan Zizhi is a decisive and ruthless person.

Before Lin Yuan could react, he had already connected all the blood in his body to the Eight Square Formation.

A steady stream of red blood flowed from his limbs in eight directions.

The skin, which was already fair, now looked paler and weaker.

There is even a slight tinge of blue.

"Yan Zizhi."

This is Lin Yuan, the first time he gritted his teeth and called out his entire name.

Yan Zizhi smiled weakly at Linyuan.

The tone is still indifferent and indifferent.

"It's just a shell. As long as my sea of ​​consciousness is still there, I can escape the shell and be reborn again."

That's how the demons are.

As long as the soul is still there.

No matter whether the flesh//body is wiped out, there will always be the possibility of being reborn.

It's just a matter of time.

"But you will hurt."

Lin Yuan's tone seemed to fall into the vast deep sea.

Filled with endless despair.

and pity...

it will hurt...

This was the first time Yan Zizhi had heard this statement.

There will be someone, the first sentence is not to ask whether this method can be successful, but to care about his feelings.

Not that he can come back from the dead.

Instead, he cared about the pain he would die once.

Yan Zizhi was absent-minded for a moment.

It was as if something had hit his chest, causing the originally calm heartbeat to become uncontrollably disordered.

Does he hurt?

Will do.

The whole body will be drained of blood by the Eight Square Formation, and then the blood and meridians will be extracted.

Every thread was torn to shreds by the Octagonal Formation.

But the soul is sober.

Soberly watching every inch of his own flesh and blood being absorbed into the formation.

Soberly watching every drop of blood being squeezed dry.

He clearly felt the tearing pain from every inch of his nerves.

But obviously.

What should be concerned is whether this formation can fool the fox demon?

Silly.

Lin Yuan is so stupid.

"If you're really worried that I'm in great pain and feel indebted to me, you might as well find a beautiful body for me after I come back from the dead."

Yan Zizhi's words fell lightly in Lin Yuan's ear.

With a numb itching.

It seems to be joking, but it also seems to be serious.

The man kept to himself and continued talking.

It seems to be talking about a very ordinary thing.

"In the book of mortal world's words, it always says that the grace of saving life should be promised by body."

"...How about letting me be your Taoist companion after you have found a body for me and announced it to the world in a glorious manner?"

Lin Yuan stared at the man in front of him who was clearly in pain, but still had a smiling face.

Opened his mouth in the void.

The word "good" landed between the lips and teeth, and Mosuo spoke for a while, but still didn't say it out of his mouth.

Yan Zizhi didn't bother to wait for his answer.

He has only one purpose.

Let Linyuan be willing to become a Taoist couple with him.

It's all said to this point, people have to sacrifice for him, no matter what, Immortal Venerable has to be moved.

Yan Zizhi couldn't wait to applaud her ingenious plan.

It's a pity that we have to hold back at this time.

Absolutely must not show the horse's feet.

He no longer paid attention to Linyuan, but locked himself in the octagonal formation.

The formation kept absorbing the flesh and blood from his body.

All the oppression of the fox demon has been transferred to him.

The half-dead disciples below got a little breath.

Everyone looked at each other and looked up at the sky at the same time.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

Some disciples of the Taiwei Sect also knew what kind of person Ji Yunzhi was.

Now the man they humiliated has come forward, ready to sacrifice himself to save everyone.

I don't know whether to be happy or sad.

Yan Zizhi was floating in the air, but he had already seen through their thoughts.

The tone was cold: "put away your false gratitude, if you feel embarrassed to be saved by me, just protect yourself for a while, and live until you leave the realm of demons and ghosts."

Human gratitude has never been worth anything.

Some people will say words of gratitude with snot and tears at this moment, and maybe turn around and leave the secret realm, and they will demote you to nothing, saying that you don't know which evil way to learn the formation.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are never interlinked.

Yan Zizhi hated these hypocritical people the most.

He didn't want to waste his expression on these people.

From the beginning to the end, he saved this group of people, never for the sake of being a hero or accepting gratitude.

He has no interest in such a false name.

All he wanted was Lin Yuan's guilt.

Only guilt.

Only then can the lofty immortals be pulled down from the altar and brought into the world of mortals.

Disturb his heart like still water.

The oriole in the storage ring was in a hurry: 【You are not planning to escape from me by running away again. 】

【Let me tell you, if you can't find a suitable body, your soul will disappear within seven days, and you will fall into hell forever. 】

Yan Zizhi: "?"

Is a body important?

Isn't the mission for him to kill his wife to preach?

"Don't worry, if the Immortal Venerable is really moved, how can he be willing to let me die?"

Even if it was made out of lotus flowers, he bet that Linyuan would create a shell for him.

Yan Zizhi took off the storage ring in his hand and threw it far away.

In order not to be accidentally smashed into pieces by the Octagonal Formation together with myself.

Then he sacrificed the streamer umbrella, and the delicate purple umbrella hung above his celestial spirit.

So that when the body is shattered, his soul can be contained in time.

It won't let the soul be broken along with it.

Xiao Bugui, who was hiding behind the dead tree in the distance, raised his bright eyes and stared at Yan Zizhi in mid-air.

Follow the direction where Yan Zizhi threw away the storage ring, and walk over in a bouncing manner.

The black demonic energy spread in the grass for a while, and without any surprise, he found the ring and put it on his hand.

Finally found.

Now he only needs to wait for the owner of the ring to die before he can open the storage ring and get back the contents.

The storage space that loses its owner can be opened by anyone.

Xiao Bugui has already seen through the Octagonal Formation and what Yan Zizhi wants to do.

I have to admit that Yan Zizhi's idea is very good.

This is currently the only method with the least sacrifice.

It only needs to sacrifice an ordinary body.

But yeah.

He has always disliked other people doing things with great certainty.

If a thing has ten times ten certainties, it will lose a lot of fun.

Lots and lots of fun.

Xiao Bugui quietly put his other hand behind his back, and a black devilish energy gradually rose from the palm of his hand.

In a place where no one is prying, it quietly blends into the octagonal formation.

If you want to sacrifice, let's sacrifice together.

body, soul.

Indispensable……

-

Lin Yuan stared helplessly at the purple figure suspended in the octagonal formation.

The flesh and blood of his body was sucked dry by invisible silk threads.

The word Taoist couple pondered over and over in his mind for a long time.

Until he lowered his head and saw a pair of purple cloud pattern boots neatly placed on the stone.

"..."

An imperceptible trace of anger spread from Lin Yuan's body.

"Eternal silence.

— called. "

This voice is as steady as thunder.

Who knows that the sky tens of miles away was suddenly torn apart by a bolt of lightning.

The aqua-blue fluorescent light pierced through the sky with the force of wind and clouds.

With howling winds and invincible power.

It was firmly held by Lin Yuan in the palm of his hand.

At the same time, the ground of the Three Realms began to tremble uncontrollably.

Countless gravels smashed into various sects, dojos, and Netherworld.

The sky is falling apart, and the mountains and rivers are broken.

It is a harbinger of the shattered realm.

Eternal Silence has been suppressed in the realm of innocence.

Suddenly being pulled out at this moment, only Lin Yuan's body is left in the realm of innocence.

How long can this body that has reached the stage of god transformation last?

Lin Yuan didn't know.

But he couldn't do it, and watched that person being sucked out of his flesh and blood and dying in the realm of demons and ghosts.

Even if he can be resurrected.

With Yongji in hand, Linyuan's celestial power was magnified dozens of times.

Holding the sword in one hand, he raised Yong Ji above his head, pointing the tip of the sword to the sky.

A thick bolt of lightning was pulled from the sky and led into eternal silence.

At the same time, a water-blue beam of light lit up on the top of the 480 temples that everyone passed by.

I just heard people in the illusion in the nightmare before saying that the little fox was suppressed by a formation composed of 480 temples.

Since everyone is in the highest temple, they cannot see what the majestic formation looks like.

And now they were standing outside the temple.

The shocking scene in front of them made everyone almost lose their ability to express themselves.

Apart from opening your mouth, you have absolutely no idea what adjectives to use.

The soaring beams of light complement each other.

The 480 formation points are interwoven into a fine and dense skynet.

Under the skynet, there are layers of coverage, heavy pressure.

But all the coercion is on Lin Yuan alone!

What is he going to do?

Dark clouds rolled in, and where the lightning went, not a blade of grass grew.

This is equivalent to introducing 480 Thunder Tribulations at the same time.

Even the immortals who have already ascended may not be able to bear it.

What's more, it is a monk who has not yet ascended to the stage of transformation.

Lin Yuan held Yongji with one hand, took one step at a time, and looked up at the mountain with the fox tail hidden not far away.

With every step you take, your body is under endless pressure.

Every time you take a step, you leave a bloody footprint on the ground.

Because he was wearing a black robe, no one could see his clothes because he was far away, and his clothes had already been soaked with blood.

The body is exhausted, only the fingers move slightly.

But that's enough.

The Eternal Silence Sword wrapped in 480 bolts of lightning slashed towards the mountain peak like an overwhelming sea.

Following a sharp mourning sound from the mountain peak, the nine presumptuous fox tails were cut off in an instant.

Flying and falling in the sky, turning into red and white fluorescent spots, all over the mountains and plains, it is really beautiful.

At the same time, Yan Zizhi also felt that the last drop of essence//blood was about to leave him.

The originally clear world in front of him gradually turned into nothingness.

But in nothingness, he seemed to see the man in black standing in the grid intertwined with lightning in the sky, reaching out to him.

"I'll take you away..."

The sea of ​​consciousness is too chaotic.

He couldn't tell if it was real or a hallucination.

until the sky fades away.

until everything recovers.

until he opened his eyes.

The first one saw Xiang Jiurong.

The young master of the Yaozu didn't look like a young master at the moment, sitting beside him with red eyes, trying to put on a fierce expression.

"If you don't wake up again, this young master will use all the power of the monster clan to wipe out Taiwei's group!"

Yan Zizhi blinked.

The young master's expression is really not deterrent.

But at present.

Antique beds, neat table cases, and ascetic style of arrangement.

And, hiding outside the window, but because his body is too fat, he blocked the window with his own orange hair to make a tight fat orange......

It's Bishan.

Linyuan's mountain peak.

This is from the realm of demons and ghosts.

"Where are the others in Linyuan? How is the realm of demons and ghosts?"

Yan Zizhi looked at his hands and feet.

Neat and neat, no missing arms or legs.

It seems that Xianzun put himself back together again?

It's a good way.

He twisted his wrist, and said in a teasing tone: "Couldn't he be preparing eight palanquins to announce to the world that he will form a Taoist couple with me?"

This kind of thing really takes some effort.

With Lin Yuan's temperament in doing things, if he is not fully prepared, he will never finish it easily.

Xiang Jiurong stared at his round bird eyes.

Although, the first thing he did when his ex-wife woke up was to find Lin Yuan.

But on second thought.

We are a majestic young master of the monster clan, commanding thousands of monsters.

You should try to be generous and let go.

So he cleared his throat, and said righteously: "Although the little fox has been resurrected, don't worry, she was captured..."

"Resurrected????"

Yan Zizhi's face is full of question marks?

Didn't they agree that he would trick the little fox, and Lin Yuan would strike him with a sword?

How could the little fox be resurrected?

Resurrection requires the soul of the transformation stage.

He sat here with his hands and feet, his soul clearly not broken at all.

and many more……

The author has something to say:

Xiang Jiurong: Hi Da Pu Ben, my rival in love is dead! !This young master has a chance!

Lin Yuan shattered the coffin board with one palm, jumped up and pulled out Eternal Silence!

The author is weak: Yes, that's right!The coffin board can't hold it down any longer, it will definitely cheat the corpse! ! !

Why are my comments full of claws, blah blah, don't you guys want to 'whip//tat' me! !

Volume 3 Three Souls and Seven Souls