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

In the distance of Wuwangzhijing is the cliff of Yashan.

Because the realm of innocence has been broken, the entire illusion is displayed in front of everyone.

Cangshan Dicui is misty and misty, and it is matched with the town of Daliang, which has been silent for more than 300 years, with an indescribable sense of panic.

Countless unjust souls who were once trapped here, and the last Daliang people were all freed because of the destruction of the realm.

Perhaps it was because of the tragedy of martyrdom, or perhaps it was because thousands of innocent souls were freed in an instant, so outside the realm, it began to rain finely and densely.

In the rain, the Taiwei Sect united with other great sects of cultivating immortals, and thousands of monks all stared at the purple figure floating in midair with solemn expressions.

"Yan Zizhi, hand over the Immortal Venerable, you devil, you dare to use the Immortal Venerable as a shield, do you really think I won't dare to kill you?"

"This place has been surrounded by the formation we set up for three hundred miles. Even a fly can't fly. You don't want to escape, just obediently catch it with your hands."

Under the cliff, the waves are surging.

It seems that the time has returned to the scene of Changhen being surrounded more than 300 years ago.

The monstrous waves beat on the pitch-black reef, under the dark sky, thunder roared, and the gloomy third eye was suddenly torn apart by a flash of lightning. Two cracks stretched into the depths of the waves.

"You guys talk so much nonsense, why don't you go together?"

Yan Zizhi smiled contemptuously.

deep

At this moment, Yuan's peaceful sleeping face lay at his feet, wrapped in a layer of lavender streamer, floating shallowly in mid-air.

Half asleep.

Half drunk and half drowned.

Yan Zizhi didn't know what it would be like to meet him next time.

Today is impossible to escape, but the domineering spirit of the demon king cannot be lost.

Even if he was to be captured by the hypocritical people of Xianmen, he had to confirm the title of demon king they gave him.

It's been a long time since I killed the Quartet happily.

Why do you want to be a demon?

Because being a fairy has been suppressed for too long, you can't kill and kill at will, and you can't act recklessly, and you have to take the responsibility of the common people in the world.

Now he is no longer the eternal hatred of the immortal.

He is the demon king Yan Zizhi.

He wanted to punish all those in the Immortal League who couldn't see it, those who pushed the high and trampled the low, and those who bullied the stupid Ji Yunzhi.

It's also good to clean up Linyuan's door.

A wisp of purple breath quietly poured into the soil from Yan Zizhi's palm.

Before entering Wuwang Realm, Yan Zizhi had left a huge ancient formation outside just in case.

This formation has no other purpose, just in case, so that you can refresh yourself in the end.

At this moment, everyone was staring at the spell he threw at Fuguihua, denouncing him for his crimes, but they didn't care about their own feet.

Now that the big formation has been completed, most people are standing in the center of the formation. Some terrified and fearful people want to retreat, but when they touch the edge of the formation, they are turned into flying ash.

Not only turned into fly ash, but all the mana on their bodies was also sucked into the formation, which restored the energy of the formation.

In other words, the more you want to escape from the formation, the more powerful the formation will be.

Lin Jingfeng stood in the very center but did not act rashly.

It was incompatible with him being the first to stand up and denounce Yan Zizhi's behavior.

Yan Zizhi hooked his lips and smiled contemptuously.

There is indeed a problem.

People who don't recognize this formation will rashly want to break the formation, especially people like Lin Jingfeng who are close to becoming a god, they must be extremely confident in everything, flying into the sky to perform Incantations, swords, and mountains and rivers are common routines.

Only those who recognize this formation will hesitate.

Although Lin Jingfeng had senior qualifications, he was not old enough to recognize this formation.

Because this formation was used by Everlasting Sorrow in the Shishi mirror.

Yan Zizhi just reversed the ancient immortal formation researched by Everlasting Hate.

Changhen once used this formation to rescue Xie Wuya without hurting a single person.

Now that Yan Zizhi turned it upside down, he could trap thousands of troops and horses in it without letting a single person go.

If there are a few people in the world who recognize it, I am afraid there are no more than three.

Lin Jingfeng obviously recognized it.

It was impossible for Lin Jingfeng to recognize him.

So at this moment, either Lin Jingfeng is being controlled by someone, or Xiao Huang is doing something weird.

No wonder Lin Jingfeng's attitude was so strange, he didn't even let himself save Linyuan.

It's just that in front of the Immortal Cultivation World of the Three Realms, it is absolutely impossible for Xiao Huang to say anything about giving up Lin Yuan through Lin Jingfeng's mouth, so he can only watch helplessly as he threatens everyone with Lin Yuan.

Yan Zizhi still has a backhand in the formation, and will not really turn all the people in the world of cultivating immortals into the nourishment of the formation.

It was those disciples who harbored resentment and were once taken advantage of by evil spirits to escape the magic circle.

This was the reason why Lin Jingfeng didn't dare to break the formation.

There must be Xiao Wang's evil spirit on him.

Yan Zizhi's blow to Fuguihua didn't kill him in one fell swoop, but it basically destroyed this usable body.

Where Xiao Wang will go next, Yan Zizhi doesn't know.

But he has already made a plan for Xiao Wan, trying to let Xiao Wan break the boat and walk into Lin Jingfeng's body.

The body of Da Neng in the transformation stage is different from that of ordinary disciples, and the cultivation base is too advanced, which does not mean that it can be taken away.

Therefore, Xiao Wang must be able to temporarily control Lin Jingfeng's thoughts simply by relying on some kind of forbidden technique, but it is impossible to completely force his spirit back.

Cutting off Xiao Wang's other body, forcing him to attack Lin Jingfeng thoroughly, was able to complete the plan Yan Zizhi had prepared.

Lin Jingfeng's divine soul at the stage of transforming into a god would not be easily dissipated by Xiao Dan, otherwise Xiao Wang wouldn't need to work so hard to control Lin Jingfeng's body.

Isn't Lin Yuan's body handsome enough?

Isn't Lin Yuan's status more respected than Lin Jingfeng's?

"Let the deity come to meet you!"

A thick and old voice came from under the sky, accompanied by several bolts of lightning, hitting the cliff. ?

All the monks looked up in unison.

It was the head of Wangyue Palace who slashed with his sword with overwhelming aura.

The Wangyue Palace is second only to the Taiwei School, and is located in the second place in the world of cultivating immortals.

The ability of Wang Yuegong's head is naturally comparable to that of Lin Jingfeng.

Slashed down with a shocking sword.

The purple robe became extremely blurred under the misty rain, and the long flowing black hair swayed back and forth with the wind blowing from the cliff.

Yan Zizhi casually took a hair band and tied it lightly, and the messy hair looked differently beautiful.

He didn't move, just raised his hand and snapped his fingers towards the sky.

An invisible formation rose from the ground around him, forming a defensive force.

The shocking sword of Wangyue Palace's head slashed at the formation.

There was a loud bang that almost overwhelmed the lightning and thunder, shaking the entire sky.

What was also shaken apart was the ground under the feet of other cultivators, like a spider's web, splitting and spreading around.

The dazed Taoist priests held each other's hands and supported each other in horror to ensure that they would not fall off the cliff.

The shocking sword from the palm of Wangyue Palace did not strike Yan Zizhi, but was accepted by other disciples in the world of cultivating immortals.

"It turned out to be a formation!"

"How did this happen? When did he do this transfer formation?"

"Everyone be careful, this big devil is cold-blooded and ruthless, we may be buried here at any time, the master must not act rashly!"

Wang Yuegong's sword failed, but he didn't dare to move again.

Standing in the gust of wind in a daze, with old wrinkles on his face, his expression became ferocious.

"Straight up!"

"so what?"

Yan Zizhi raised his eyebrows at him, and smiled coldly: "Aren't you going? This is the only chance."

People in the world of cultivating immortals looked at each other in blank dismay, holding the weapons in their hands tightly but not daring to take another step forward.

"A group of rats who are greedy for life and afraid of death."

Yan Zizhi looked up at the sky.

On the pale sky, there are gusts of gloomy wind, like the wailing of a ghost.

The rain on Yashan has never stopped, and it is falling in a patter, which makes the decayed grass and cold smoke on both sides of the road wet, adding a bit of desolation.

"Then come here."

Enough drama.

The master also offended one by one.

The smelly old man also scolded a lot.

This time, he must have offended the Three Realms to the fullest, which is worthy of the title of big devil they gave him.

Demon Lord Yan Zizhi.

To do it is to be worthy of the name.

Let the cool rain fall from his head and wet his face.

Yan Zizhi reached out and wiped it, mixing the rainwater and tears together, and wiped it where no one could see.

He straightened his face, and then looked down at Lin Yuan who was lying quietly at his feet.

"Goodbye, silly love po."

He can't stay by Lin Yuan's side.

Otherwise, he can't guarantee what Linyuan will do once he wakes up.

He will definitely save himself.

He will definitely run around for his own affairs.

Even give up something important to him to compromise with others.

Yan Zizhi didn't want to see Lin Yuan become humble for himself.

Let him be high above the high and high immortal.

After he turned him into a god, no one can hurt him anymore.

Does it hurt to shed the body and reshape the flesh and blood?

Naturally it hurts.

But if he wants to kill himself with his own hands, Lin Yuan will definitely feel more pain...

Yan Zizhi turned his palms upside down, and wisps of purple aura penetrated into the ground from between his palms.

With two giant formations, it began to vibrate slowly.

It felt like an earthquake, and the mountain shook instantly. Except for a few people with high cultivation bases, the other disciples couldn't stabilize their bodies.

"Bye bye, you little idiots, I won't play with you anymore."

The flying purple robe rose several feet off the ground, and the whole person rushed out of the formation.

But all the people from the Immortal Alliance who came to encircle him were all trapped in place, as if vines had grown under their feet and tightly wrapped around their ankles, preventing them from moving.

But there was a sharp phoenix cry in the air.

The nine-tailed black phoenix in black feathers swooped down from the sky, snatched Yan Zizhi onto his back, and leaped towards the moonlight.

If it weren't for the few remaining wings falling from the sky, indicating that a big monster flew past, everyone would feel as if they had fallen into a dream.

Yan Zizhi lay on Xiang Jiurong's body, he was so exhausted that he couldn't even sit still.

Not only the exhaustion of spell exhaustion on the body, but also the tiredness in the heart.

It was the first time he had tasted the feeling of pushing his lover away with his own hands.

"Just kill them all, my young master has long been upset with this group of pious cultivators."

While flying, Xiang Jiurong didn't forget to turn the bird's head and spit on the land twice.

One mouthful of respect to the silly x the world of cultivating immortals.

All respect to Xiao Wang.

"You don't have anyone he cares about, I don't want to move."

"Don't be sensational here, you are going to die. When Lin Yuan ascends to become a god, what else is there for you? He said ruthlessly, he is too forgetful! He won't remember anything, even the first thing after ascension The son is from the lower realms to kill you!"

Yan Zizhi lay on top of him, pursed her lips and said nothing.

After the ruthless Dao proved the right way, he was too ruthless, of course he knew.

Lin Yuan will completely forget about himself, not even a dregs left.

What a happy ending.

It's better than Changhen and Xie Wuya, you pile up with me, and everyone turns into ashes.

Lingering and wandering around the world.

"My young master really can't understand you, what kind of ruthless way is it to fulfill him! Has he slept with you for so many years!"

Xiang Jiurong almost exploded with anger.

When Yan Zizhi used his tail feathers to inform him to respond, he also told him all his plans.

At that time, he was so angry that he wanted to directly mention Wanzhong Mountain and chop Linyuan into seventeen or eighth sections.

If you can't beat...

At his age, his ex-wife was unwilling to surrender like this, but this man wanted to use his ex-wife to testify.

You listen to you listen.

Is this something a man can say?

Xiang Jiurong naturally brought his own filter, excluding the voluntary nature of his ex-wife.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

There is no need to use the word sleep in vain.

You are still very happy if you like me.

"What are you going to do next? Will he really kill you?"

Although, Xiang Jiurong is still very concerned about the next plan.

"Did you find what you were looking for?"

Yan Zizhi turned over on top of him, turned her back to the sky and let herself go, staring blankly at the white clouds passing by in the sky.

"I found it. They are all being offered in the Holy Land of the Yaozu. I also picked the Yaoxinlian for you."

Flying and flying, Xiang Jiurong seemed to have thought of something, and turned his head to pay attention to Yan Zizhi: "I can tell you, it is easy to reshape flesh and blood, but your heart was pierced by his sword, and it is difficult to repair it." , although there is Yaoxinlian, it means that you can't be emotional from now on, if you still have feelings for him, your heart will be unbearably painful every night, like a knife."

Pity.

Xiang Jiurong is also planning to take this opportunity to take the second male position and bring his ex-wife into his camp.

As a result, the ex-wife has been unable to be emotional since then.

He was very worried that his ex-wife could not help but be overwhelmed by his charm under his tenderness offensive that lasted for thousands of years.

This is the end of the calf.

Not only can he not covet his ex-wife, but he also has to endure love to be his brother with all his heart.

But in retrospect, even Lin Yuan no longer has anything to do with his ex-wife, so he is still happy in his heart.

Although the male second can't get the position, it can't be cheaper than the male lead.

"Since you were born, have you ever seen someone who has ascended to become a god?"

Yan Zizhi asked him back.

Xiang Jiurong shook his little head, thinking about it carefully, and indeed he had never seen any of them.

Those who have already ascended to gods will never look at their lower realm again.

The lofty god is the cold-blooded and ruthless Taishang Wangqing.

"So, Linyuan will never appear in front of us again."

will not appear.

I won't be emotional anymore.

The heart wound is not so important to Yan Zizhi.

That's all, it's easy to enjoy a demon life happily, what kind of man do you want?

After returning to Yaozu with Xiang Jiurong, Yan Zizhi was happy to be at ease.

Every day he's not drinking in the dormitory, or he's molesting the little monster disciples.

At that time, the demon generals sent by Xiang Jiurong will be able to repay the evil deeds of the demon leader Yan Zizhi at the same time every day.

For example, which town was massacred today.

Tomorrow, the small sect of cultivating immortals will be sent to all groups to destroy it.

Which suzerain's own daughter did she molested in the future...

Yan Zizhi raised his head and poured all the clear wine in the cup into his mouth: "..."

The transparent wine with the aroma of wine flowed down his smooth and angular chin into his neck, glistening with water.

Doesn't Xiao Wang like men?

There is no need to act to such an extent.

He stayed in the Yaozu with peace of mind, while Xiao Wang worked diligently to create trouble for him outside.

If he didn't come up with more outrageous stories, how could Lin Yuan, who had come to his senses, hate him to the bone.

Seeing Lin Yuan's soul, the deadline is only one day away.

Yan Zizhi smashed the cup in his hand, and the cup made by Liu Jing rolled onto the human skin mat, making a very slight muffled sound.

"I'm going to Taiwei Pai."

Xiang Jiurong has also been drunk with him these two days, and his cheeks are deeply blush.

Hearing his words, Ji Ling turned over and almost fell off the throne.

"What are you going to do now? The Yaoxin lotus will grow completely tomorrow."

Going today, in case the plan is accidentally advanced, wouldn't Yan Zizhi...

"Go and meet that little fox locked up by Lin Jingfeng."

Yan Zizhi turned his head to meet Prime Minister Jiu Rong's worried gaze, and suddenly smiled again: "Don't worry, I won't die today."

His gaze returned to the sky through the transparent glazed tiles on the top of the Monster Race Hall.

A full moon hangs above the sky.

But it is still a day away from it being completely rounded and turned into a big moon cake.

Under the full moon, enlightenment soars.

Can produce huge energy.

It is said that at that time, overcoming the thunder and tribulation of the sky will open the gate of heaven.

Once the gate of heaven is opened, there will be many magical machines in the world.

There must be something that Xiao Wang is waiting for.

Yan Zizhi didn't care what it was?

He just needs to know that Xiao Wang will never let Lin Yuan testify today.

Having prepared for two whole lifetimes, it can be said that it has exhausted Xiao Wang's whole life's efforts, every step is under his control, how could he be willing to fail at this last moment?

The moonlight is hazy in Taiwei School.

Will Ling Jueding still be tied to the cliff like the invisible iron chains on the Arctic Road at the beginning.

A flower-shaped cage bloomed in midair.

The difference is that Yan Zizhi and Fuguihua are not the ones locked inside at this time.

But little fox.

Although the little fox is not a disciple of the Taiwei Sect, he also grew up in the ancient temple.

The mind method of the Taiwei school and the fairy method of Yunhuang Xianshan have the same origin.

So the restriction in the middle of the cage also has some effect on the little fox.

There is no better place for her than here.

The man she loves is locked in her favorite flower.

So thoughtful, so sarcastic.

Yan Zizhi came here to find the little fox to confirm something.

Let's make sure whether the leader Lin Jingfeng who said he was ruthless or ungrateful, was completely controlled by Xiao Wang.

After the little fox was resurrected, it seemed that he couldn't even transform into a human form, and the whole fox was very tired lying in the cage.

The hair on the wrists and ankles was almost burned off by the chains, leaving only circles of scorched black marks.

Seeing someone approaching, the little fox raised his eyelids boredly, and closed his eyelids again, seeing that he didn't recognize him.

Everything does not interest her.

Unless that person comes.

"Waiting for Lin Jingfeng?"

Yan Zizhi spoke directly.

Hearing this name, the little fox shook his body, stood up staggeringly, a pair of gray eyes seemed to suddenly fall into meteors, and the luster was ignited.

"You know him?"

The little fox can speak.

A snow-white tail sways back and forth behind the body, like an enthusiastic puppy, as long as the mood is happy, it will wag its tail uncontrollably.

The tail is pointed and drooping, and a little red hair is very conspicuous.

It is exactly the same as the fox that Yan Zizhi saw in the illusion.

"Have you always had only one tail?"

Yan Zizhi didn't answer the little fox's question.

Instead, he stared closely at the tail.

There is only one tail.

A tail that is indistinct, sometimes transparent, and sometimes appearing.

Although the Tianhu family can cut off their tails to survive, in fact, there have been almost no natural disasters since the ancient Yunhuang Realm to the present.

The fairy and demon realms have always coexisted peacefully without any friction.

If the love-hate relationship between Changhen and Xie Wuya is a kind of friction...

So, as the inheritance of the Tianhu family, how could the little fox lose eight tails at once.

"I have had three tails since I was born, and now there is only one left. I remember when I gave birth to that child, I broke one tail to protect him."

"...Also, there is a big villain in black. He chased me, and before I fled to the temple, he cut off one of my tails with a single sword. So I only have one tail left."

This last tail has actually been cut off by Lin Jingfeng's ancient formation.

If it hadn't been for absorbing the lives of so many young disciples in the realm of demons and ghosts, I am afraid that even this translucent tail would not be able to condense.

and so.

The little fox in front of him has only had three tails from beginning to end.

Yan Zizhi finally settled on something in his heart.

He has always been quite strange, as an extreme egoist, why did Xiao Wang spend so much of his energy to help Lin Jiran revive his mother?

Could it be that he just wanted to use Lin Jiran to blacken him?

You must know that it is impossible to open the ancient great formation and rebirth the Sky Fox without using all the magic power that Xiao Duan has left over these years.

Isn't it nice that he has so much magic power to resurrect Zhao Mengqi?

What kind of favor did you come here to do to Lin Jiran, a waste.

In other words.

The phantom of the nine tails that actually appeared in the Realm of Demons and Ghosts is a fake.

Everyone thought that the death of so many disciples, Yan Zizhi's blood sacrifice, and Lin Yuan's all-powerful sword strike, which finally burned his sacrificed soul, were for the resurrection of the little fox.

Actually.

Xiao Wang was resurrected.

It was Xiao Wang who secretly hid his soul in the mountains, trying to use Lin Yuan's soul to repair himself.

This is why the souls of Linyuan are so fragile.

As early as that time, it had already been absorbed by Xiao Wang, leaving only an empty shell to tease Yan Zizhi to play with.

After all the plans are over, they casually throw to Lin Jingfeng and Lin Jiran a fox body that can't remember the past and can no longer transform into form.

Revive a sky fox, and revive a fox itself.

That's a world of difference.

If Tianhu is revived, he can really continue the family happiness with Lin Jingfeng.

And the little fox itself has been resurrected, without a thousand years of cultivation, it will always be just a little fox who can speak human language.

And she is not Lin Jiran's mother either.

Who knows if Xiao Wan found a similar fox casually, like a simulation system stuffed into his brain, simulated a memory belonging to Tianhu, and forced it on the little fox.

In this way, Lin Jiran and Lin Jingfeng were deceived.

Poor father and son Lin Jingfeng and Lin Jiran, who are being played around by Xiao Dan like this...

A few wisps of Lin Yuan's soul were sacrificed to Xiao Wang, so it was considered dirty.

Yan Zizhi didn't want to come back, nor was she going to come back.

He will make Lin Yuan completely reborn from the beginning to the end, and become a supreme deity, no one can bully him anymore.

Just as he was about to withdraw and return, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Yan Zizhi..."

Yan Zizhi's back stiffened instantly, and the blood rushed straight into his mind.

He didn't dare to turn around.

The author has something to say:

It should be the following two death escapes, ready to spread flowers, hehe.