Yin and Yang Taoist Code

silence.

His giant eyes stared straight at Li Chuyi. After a long time, the Burial King began to laugh crazily.

The sky and the earth immediately shook, and the windless death energy stirred up a strong wind. The huge monument also rolled down pieces of gravel in the violent vibration, just like the tears of the Burial King's laughter. It was endlessly funny and funny. ridicule.

"Destroy the yin and yang buckle? Hahahaha, I haven't heard such a funny joke in many years! Boy, whether you are joking or serious, your joke really made me laugh! Hahahahaha! Destroy the yin and yang buckle, do you think you are? Who? Do you know what the Holy Immortal Treasure is? Do you think you are a Sanyuan Taoist and a half-step true god?"

The endless ridicule did not make Li Chuyi frown at all. He still looked at the Burial King seriously, with a cold but confident smile on his lips.

"That's why I said it's something you've never thought of. You're right, I don't have this ability, but others do!"

"other people?"

The Burial King was startled and his laughter stopped abruptly.

"who?"

Li Chuyi said nothing, but pointed at the ground.

The Burial King became even more suspicious. After thinking hard for a long time, his pupils suddenly shrank and he stared at Li Chuyi solemnly.

"You're thinking..."

"Yes, it's them."

Seeing Li Chuyi smiling and nodding in recognition, even the old man who buried the king was momentarily distracted.

He knew who Li Chuyi was talking about. It was none other than the immortals, demons and ghosts sealed away by Taoist Sanyuan.

This kid actually wants to release them!

Crying his fingers, Li Chuyi said coldly: "I can't destroy the Yin-Yang Button myself, but they can! As long as they are released, no matter whether the Yin-Yang Button is destroyed or taken away by them, Dao Yanming will I can't even get rid of this old thing! I used to wonder why my master passed on all their information and the formation information that banned them to me. You know, I was not as good as I am now. In your eyes, I am not even a little shrimp. No. But now I understand, my master must have had a premonition and made this move in advance. He has left me with a sure-fire way to kill everyone!"

Li Chuyi sounded calm, but what he saw in the eyes of the Burial King was a desperate lunatic.

Doesn't he know what it means to put those things out?

It will be okay if the Yin-Yang Button is taken away. Even if the creatures in the Three Realms are enslaved, at least they are still alive. But once the Yin-Yang Button is destroyed, everything in it will cease to exist and will be completely annihilated.

At that time, all things will be destroyed and the way of heaven will collapse. Of course, Dao Yanming who is in it will not be able to escape, but so will he himself!

Even if he doesn't think about himself, doesn't he have any compassion for all sentient beings in the three realms?

Even if he is not for the sentient beings in the three realms, what about his relatives and close friends? Does he drag them to death without any scruples?

There is also the yin-yang buckle, such a good treasure, and the opportunity of being first to get the moon near the water tower. Li Chuyi himself has all the conditions for refining, the only difference is his cultivation and Taoism. Is he really so willing to allow such a treasure to be easily damaged by others?

The Burial King was silent.

Asking himself, even if he could think of it, it would be difficult for him to make up his mind to do it.

At the same time, he had to admit that Li Chuyi's crazy thoughts really shocked him.

You know, even when he was forced to a dead end, he didn't dare to think about it, but Li Chuyi...

How hard does this person have to be pushed to come up with such a crazy idea?

Burn together?

Yes, this is indeed a desperate plan that can be said to be fatal.

And he himself... really likes this plan!

"Let me out and I'll help you!"

Enthusiasm reappeared in the eyes of the Burial King.

Anyway, if you can’t get it, it’s better to destroy it directly.

As long as he can get revenge on that old ghost, he will accept any price!

"No, I told you, I can't trust you."

Waving his hand, Li Chuyi refused again.

The Buried King felt anxious, but it was not easy for him to break out. He said patiently: "Your idea is very good, but believe me, you can't do it on your own. With your current cultivation level, even if you know how to break the formation, you can't figure it out." Not open, and even if you unlock and release those things, they will probably eat you up as spiritual food! You have said it yourself, cooperation depends not only on the position, but also on the gap between the two parties. You don't have the power to protect yourself in front of the weakest one in the world. You are like a sheep in a tiger's mouth. Do you know? Let me out and I will help you. I don't dare to say that I can beat them, but at least they won't dare to do it with me. Feel free to mess around!”

Of course Li Chuyi knew that King Burial's words made sense, but after careful consideration, he still believed that King Burial was a greater threat.

Although the immortals, demons and ghosts in the forbidden area are dangerous, they are separated by the forbidden formation. The worst he can do is run faster and retreat first after breaking through the formation. The remaining old immortals and ghosts can be dealt with by himself. .

But the Burial King is different. If this guy is released to stay with him, who can guarantee that he won't secretly harbor evil thoughts?

Not only because of the fight, but also because of the yin and yang buckle.

Li Chuyi can guarantee that he has no greed for this holy treasure, but who dares to say that the Burial King is the same as him?

Even Xuanxin Qingming and the four of them are in a state where they are not exempt from the secular world. How can this guy like the Burial King escape?

so...

"No."

Smiling and shaking his head, Li Chuyi refused for the third time, his attitude even firmer than the previous two times.

"you!!"

The Burial King was furious, and the stone tablet shook violently.

"You ungrateful thing, believe it or not, I will kill you right now!"

"Kill. If you can kill me, you win. If you can't kill me, you are my grandson!"

The little fat man had a tired smile on his face, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

After staying here for so long this time, Yin Yang Dao had already seen that the Burial King was strong on the outside and strong on the inside. He was powerless except for the rich death energy that filled the death ground.

Strictly speaking, this was not considered a strong one but a strong one. He believed that anyone else would have died hundreds of times here, even if he had ascended. However, what the Burial King encountered was him, a freak who was not afraid of death energy. Even the death energy here was not as pure and rich as the one in his body. The previous attack was proof. It was obvious that the opponent mobilized his death energy to kill him, but instead of killing him, he was infected and assimilated by his death energy. This is enough to explain the embarrassing situation of the other party.

With King Burial's identity and temperament, if he could have been restrained, he would have taken action long ago, why would he talk nonsense like this?

An old monster that has existed for millions of years kept chattering to a little brat like himself who was not even a scumbag. He responded to all kinds of emotions with emotion and reason, and even though he was rejected repeatedly, he never killed him. In this situation, either the other party is in pain or unable to cope. Li Chuyi didn't believe that he had the "eighth spirit" to defeat others without fighting, and the notorious Burial King was obviously not the former.

Sure enough, the Burial King roared angrily after hearing this, but took no further action.

The fog dragons condensed with death energy kept wandering around him, but no one dared to get close, as if they were afraid of being assimilated by the death energy in their bodies.

Feeling at ease, the little fat man deliberately yawned lazily, rubbed his eyes and said feebly: "Should you kill him or not? If not, I'll leave. I'm still waiting for dinner at home."

"You can't leave!"

The Burial King chuckled.

"Yes, I can't kill you, but that doesn't mean I can't keep you! If you don't help me, I'll trap you here. You can't leave without my permission! Of course, you can also try like just now If you continue to dig your hole faster than I can close it, you can leave. Otherwise, just stay with me, huh!"

"Damn it, you're cheating!"

Li Chu was so angry that he couldn't sit still anymore and jumped up.

"After all, you are a master who has been famous for such a long time. How can you be so shameless? What's the use of keeping me here? Will the old immortal be missing a piece of flesh or a piece of skin? I have this time to let me Can't you do something serious? If you kill the old immortal earlier, you can be freed earlier. Why bother holding me here? You are changing your direction to help him. Do you know what you said? Come on, those who hate you will be happy!"

"It's the relatives who hate the enemies but the enemies."

The Burial King sneered: "You can't say anything, but you still want to take revenge? Stop dreaming and stay with me honestly!"

"I'm so sorry! I'm willing to say that, but do you care?"

With a mouthful of saliva spitting in the direction of the altar, Li Chuyi picked up the Yaizhen Sword in one hand and clenched his fist in the other hand. He lowered his head and started working in front of him.

"I don't believe I can't get out! You don't want to trap me in this wretched place!"

The Burial King didn't say anything, and looked at Li Chuyi with his huge eyes, but there was something wrong with the way he looked at him.

Li Chuyi's fists were useless, but the sword in his hand was very strange. With one strike of the sword, he could open a hole in the boss's mouth. Although it still couldn't accommodate him, the size of the hole was gradually increasing. As you expand, it's like you're gradually getting the hang of it.

More importantly, the dark red light on the sword made King Burial very uncomfortable. He was shocked to find that the sword was not only driven by Li Chuyi's power, but was also absorbing the death energy from the dead ground. For personal use.

There are swords that can absorb death energy on their own, but those are the magic weapons of ghost cultivators, and their nature is cold and evil. But the thing in Li Chuyi's hand was different. The Burial King could clearly feel the faint masculinity and vitality on the sword. He was very sure that the sword had been cast with dragon blood, and it was not ordinary dragon blood, but a real dragon. of blood.

A sword tempered by the blood of a true dragon can absorb the energy of death and use it for one's own use. Why is this?

What sword is that?

The Burial King was full of doubts and thought about all the famous magic swords he knew. There were many more powerful than this sword, but there was none so evil.

Could it be that in the millions of years that he claims to have lived in the human world, there has been another monster with a magical power, who can combine the two minds of yin and yang in a mortal body with a single sword?

But what was going on with the red light above? Why did he feel so uncomfortable every time he saw the dark red light, and a faint sense of hostility and murderous thoughts arose in his heart?

"Hey, boy, where did your sword come from? Who made it?"

The Burial King couldn't help but ask.

Li Chuyi ignored him at all and was busy working on his own, racking his brains to think of how to open a gap that could allow him to squeeze in.

The Burial King asked again but still received no response. He sneered in frustration and said: "It's useless even if you go out. I have already moved this world to the depths of the void. If you go out, you will be lost in the deep space." Here, without my guidance, you won’t be able to find your way back within a hundred years, hahahahaha!”

"Fuck!"

Stopping his hand, Li Chuyi turned around and looked at the tombstone, his cheeks bulging with anger and he just wanted to curse.

Is this old man plotting against him? !

Bullshit Burial King!

The King of Dirty is the right one!