9000 years

The person in the center of the blood pool was covered in blood, and the blood flowed continuously down the palm of his hand, and the wounds that had healed on his body were re-opened and mixed with the clothes, which was very frightening.

Standing outside the pool of blood, Yun Yi frowned as she watched the blood falling continuously on the ground. He had clearly cast spells and saw the wounds healed with his own eyes, so why did they burst open suddenly?

Fu Yu was half asleep and half awake, his whole body was chilling, as if a cold wind had passed through his chest and back, the chill went straight to the bottom of his heart, the palms and fingertips pierced by the broken magic nail were pale and transparent, and he was completely unconscious.

The white light mixed with black air cut through the void, Yun Yi's eyes were sharp, staring at the wound on Fu Yu's body, the power of the broken magic nail far exceeded his expectations, he did not expect that this thing would be used first As for Fuyu, since Lingyi asked him to find him from the heavens, he felt something was wrong, and sure enough, he planned it early in the morning.

The wound on Fu Yu's body healed slowly, and Yun Yi's eyes moved from the wound to Fu Yu's face. He really hasn't seen this person for a long time, almost 5000 years, right?

I have been dead for so long.

He walked forward slowly a few steps, the spiritual light slowly brushed Fu Yu's face, he chuckled lightly, the strength of his fingertips suddenly became stronger, the soft spiritual power suddenly became cold and hard, and pressed against Fu Yu's face like a blade, The bloodless eyes gradually glowed with blood, Yun Yi grinned grinningly, her index finger and middle finger began to turn over, a smear of blood gradually appeared on Fu Yu's face, and blood flowed profusely on the almost transparent white cheeks.

"It's such a pleasure, don't you just rely on this face to confuse the emperor? Then scratch your face." The hatred grew wildly in the deep sleep day by day, becoming beyond recognition, almost perverted, he muttered to himself, manipulating his hands The spirit blade in Fuyu scratched Fuyu's face. If he could, he really wanted to tear the corpse into thousands of pieces right now and throw it into the dead corpse cave in Zhenmo Mountain.

If he doesn't let go of his anger, he won't let go of his anger at all. He has become what he is now. It's all thanks to the people in front of him.

However, time has passed, the heavens no longer exist, and the person who revived him became Lingyi. He had no choice but to be a remnant soul. If Lingyi stopped giving him blood to drink, he would die soon.

Wait a little longer, he comforted himself, when Lingyi got what he wanted, and when Fuyu was completely abandoned, he would kill him bit by bit. This makes Yunyi excited, it won't be long, you have this day too?

"Boom—" The door behind him was kicked open abruptly, and the skylight leaked in from outside the house, but it only stopped at the edge of the blood pool and stopped moving forward. Lingyi stared at Yun Yi with a gloomy expression, "What are you doing?"

Yun Yi hastily withdrew the spell, turned around and saluted Ling Yi, bowing his knees more respectfully than bowing to the Heavenly Monarch before, he put away the ferocious expression on his face, and said obediently: "Report to Your Majesty, Fu Yu's body The wound was bleeding, and my subordinates were worried about attracting demon soldiers from outside Yueyou Palace, so I came here to check on it, and my subordinates have stopped the bleeding."

Lingyi glanced casually, obviously not thinking here, waved her hands and said, "Have you ever seen anything unusual in this blood prison?"

Yun Yi glanced at him suspiciously, shook his head and said, "No, everything in the blood prison is as usual."

Lingyi squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the center of the blood pool. He clearly felt the movement under the blood pool. Could it be that he sensed it wrong?

Lingyi raised his fingertips, and after the spiritual force circled the blood pool for a week, he was about to go further down, when suddenly his eyes dimmed, and he keenly noticed that the blood stained on the bottom of the pool seemed to be falling along the gap.

As soon as he moved, Xuan Li was locked up in the dungeon below. If he encountered Fu Yu's blood, the consequences would be disastrous.

Who pried the entrance of the blood pool?

Yun Yi suddenly felt cold all over his body, and before anyone could react, his neck was strangled by someone. Lingyi's face was ferocious, and a pair of dark purple eyes were fixed on Yun Yi, "Is it you?"

Yun Yi couldn't breathe well, and she subconsciously grabbed Ling Yi's wrist and wanted to struggle, but the more she moved her neck, the stronger the force became, and a strange thought appeared in her mind, Ling Yi would really strangle him to death, after all, until now, Yun Yi Yi also didn't know why Lingyi saved him, but after all, it wasn't necessary to save him.

"Ahem... Your lord, Yun Yi, Yun Yi hasn't done anything." He really hasn't done anything, after all, he didn't even have a secret

The room doesn't know, it's just a puppet from the beginning to the end.

Lingyi tightened her strength, and it was difficult to judge for a while, and threw Yun Yi at the door as if she was throwing some trash in her irritability. Yun Yi's back hit the threshold, and her ribs hurt like they were broken.

Lingyi looked around, and felt that Yun Yi was not the one who made it, but it was just a plaything, and she had never told anyone about the secret room, not to mention that the entrance of the blood prison has always been tightly sealed, how could there be blood leakage?

Even so, just in case, Lingyi put a restraint on Yun Yi's body, and her spiritual power was imprisoned. Yun Yi got up from the ground, staggered and stood behind her with her head down.

Lingyi finally saw the wound on Fuyu's face, he glanced sideways at Yun Yi, and sneered, "Can't wait so long?" Then, as if regretting, a few wisps of devilish energy brushed over the wound on Fuyu's face, smiling Fei smiled and said, "What a heroic face, it's ruined just like that."

A faint purple glow appeared from the bright red wound, and Fu Yu's entire face was burned, as if he was in a raging fire, he finally struggled to move.

It's hot, it hurts, it's itchy, he wants to scratch his face

"I really don't know, will Fengling want you in this state? Oh no, the death of the Phoenix God will spoil it, probably no matter what kind of appearance you become, hahahaha" Ling Yi didn't understand either. Why do I laugh, I just feel happy in my heart, and what I think seems to be right in front of my eyes.

There was another movement in the secret room, and this time even Yun Yi, who was imprisoned by spells, felt it. The surging strange aura was climbing upwards. Lingyi put away her smile and wanted to go down to see what happened in the secret room. The premonition was not very good, and with a wave of his sleeves, Yun Yi, who had lost his spiritual power, was fanned out of the hall like waste paper, "Go out."

It was snowing outside the house, Yun Yi was lying in the snow, her back was in burning pain, there were motionless magic soldiers at the bottom of the stone steps, they were all standing there without looking sideways like puppets without emotion, as if they didn't see Yun Yi, the fluttering snowflakes hit his face, he got up from the snow alone, staring at the closed temple door in a daze, he wanted to laugh, but his nose was sore, Xuan Li once said that when he saw Fu Yu He was pitiful and brought him back, but in the chaotic world, who is not pitiful, and who is not homeless?

When Yun Yi went out, the entire blood prison was instantly dark, and Lingyi's fingertips were filled with demonic energy thicker than the night, and just as he was about to send spiritual power into the secret room below, an unusually dazzling ray of light suddenly followed. Seeing Fuyu's blood stains, he fell into the secret room first, and the blood mist exploded above the secret room, the blood that dripped on Xuan Li's body before suddenly glowed, and for a while, the previously suppressed spiritual veins slowly revived , came with it, and Xuanli didn't even need to identify it, the smell that belonged exclusively to Fuyu.The white shadow standing in the middle of the mist quietly looked towards Xuanli's direction, the red light of the Xuanqing fan exploded, and the moment the fan enlarged, the person opposite suddenly said: "Xuanqing fan? Well, Feng Changchang from the South China Sea, have you ever know?"

Xuan Li was taken aback, Feng Chang is old?That was all 10,000+ years ago, and Xuanli is only [-] years old, how can he know it?Just read it on the family tree.

"I have a little friendship with Elder Fengchang. Since you are a member of Elder Fengchang's clan, go away! I will also rest."

Xuanli was a little puzzled by the behavior of people suddenly letting him leave. He was trapped in this secret room for nearly a day, and he was talking about the tribute just now. There are a lot of questions that I want to ask. Now that the other party takes a step back, why not take the opportunity to ask clearly once and see what he wants to do.

The white mist in front of him seemed to be gradually dissipating, Xuan Xin tightened his grip, and hurriedly said: "Wait, are you really a demon god?"

"嗤——" the dissipating white mist stopped, and the man seemed to have heard a funny joke, "Demon God? Did you give me a name? It's really ugly, little guy, remember, my name is Fuhe, They all call me Tayu Tianzun, not some demon god, I'm so vulgar."

"Then you are a demon?"

"Demon Race? Didn't you listen to me well? Didn't I say that they all call me Tayu Tianzun? Of course it's a fairy, little Phoenix, and you haven't told me your name yet? By the way, today's Phoenix Who is the patriarch? I

I see that you are very beautiful, but you are married..."

Xuanli was a little dazed by the series of questions, he was very anxious, eager to know the answer and went out to find Fuyu, but the other party seemed to be going around in circles with him, deliberately avoiding Xuanli's questions, the red light on his body Suddenly it started to flicker, and at the same time, wisps of devilish energy came in along the middle slit, Jing An grabbed Xuanli's sleeve, and for a moment, Xuanli shivered as if awakened from a dream.

The white mist in front of him was already very light, and the figures in the mist had basically dissipated. Xuanli immediately understood that the other party was setting him up. The mist that could still be seen was tied up, and Xuanli felt that he couldn't let him go away so easily.

In the next second, many strange images suddenly appeared in front of Xuanli. It was a pool of blood. Lingyi stood on the edge of the blood pool. The man seemed to be casting a spell. There is a layer of faint pink on it, and occasionally it will turn black for a moment. The more Xuanli looks at it, the more surprised he feels. It's like, just like human eyes. Suddenly, Xuanli reacts, this is - synaesthesia , is his synesthesia with Fu Yu, he is looking out through Fu Yu's eyes, those pink things are - blood.

The voice in the ears was very vague, and one had to listen carefully. Xuan Li had no time to think, and was about to tighten the threading thread in his hand and use brute force to break through the door above the head, when Jing An suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled it back forcefully. , a huge black shadow lay across the top, it was a fox tail, wobbling inside, Xuanli found that the huge tail seemed to be tied up by something, the farthest could only reach the front of the eye, Fu He didn't know when it would come out again Now, the figure swayed and suffused with hostility, staring at Xuanli's direction closely, Xuanli knew that all the talk about the young man was fake.

Jing An beside him let go of his sleeve, and whispered: "He is locked."

It was locked just right, Xuanli still had the synaesthesia passed on to him by Fuyu, and Xuanli didn't know how the synaesthesia came about, but as long as the synaesthesia, the feelings of the two parties must be connected, he tentatively pinched it. Take a look at yourself and find that you don't feel pain anymore...

A burst of anger surged up, Xuanli gritted his teeth, not knowing whether he was angry with himself or Fuyu, the thread thread in Fuhe's body was like a sharp blade for a moment, the person opposite seemed to groan, Xuanqing fan The light almost covered the entire secret room, the fan flew up, and when it was close to the door, the figure changed like a huge hammer.

"No." The moment Fu He's voice fell, the hammer slammed on the door.

The stone gate opened several gaps immediately, blood flowed in along the gaps, Fu He looked at it, and actually sighed: "As expected of Xuan Qing in the South Sea, he is indeed invincible to all things."

However, soon he couldn't sigh anymore, the stench of dragon's blood made him retreat steadily, and even his consciousness began to trance.

The moment the second hammer fell, an extremely strong demonic energy rushed over, blocking the hammer in front of the stone door. Immediately afterwards, the middle door, which had been closed all along, opened a gap about half a palm wide, and a large number of people The devilish energy poured in along the gap, and Xuanli suddenly felt that he couldn't see, and before he had time to think about it, the moment he pulled Jing Anfei up to the stone gate, the thread guide in his hand suddenly broke, and then a strand of it was separated. The dazzling white light flew out of the stone gate one step ahead of them.

The moment it flew out, the thick and almost unbearable stench quickly captured Xuanli's sense of smell, and Jing An also frowned. What kind of smell is this?

Landing on the ground and turning around, there was no light in the pitch-black space, something sticky on the soles of the feet, Xuanli released the Xuanqing fan, and the moment the red light lit up, a silver long sword was right on Fuyu's neck , the sword-wielding man in a black robe looked at him with a half-smile, Fuyu was covered in blood, and with his head lowered, he fainted. Staring at Xuan Li's mind, the pain was suffocating, and his face, Xuan Li hardly dared to look at it

"Tick tock, tick tock" the blood was still falling, Xuanli felt that Fu Yu's whole body seemed to have become transparent, and there was no more blood to flow.

The hands under the wide sleeves were shaking, Xuanli really couldn't bear such a scene.

"Kill him" suddenly appeared in my mind

A familiar voice sounded, but it was hoarse and not as bright as before. Xuanli was dazzled for a moment, he couldn't believe it was Fuyu's voice, "Kill him, move three inches from the waist to the right, print"