Retrograde fairy way

"Bastard, with a remote control of a rare treasure, you want to entangle me, dreaming!"

Feeling the feeling of being stuck in a quagmire coming from above the blood knife, He Lianyun raised his brows upside down, his eyes widened angrily, and suddenly let out a loud shout.

The right hand suddenly changed its formula, and assumed a strange posture.

There was a soft buzzing sound, and then a wave of blood visible to the naked eye suddenly swept towards the blood knives that were stalemate in mid-air.

As soon as Bo Lang came into contact with the blood knife entangled by Lie Yan (raging flames) and Tianmei Silk, there was an ear-piercing hum, like a ghost crying.

There was a crackling sound in the flames, and it suddenly rolled back. Tian Meisi trembled violently, as if she couldn't absorb this force, she immediately curled up like straightened hair suddenly lost its support.

Seeing such a scene, He Lianyun's palm turned into a claw, and the blood knife sang, and suddenly flashed out and surrounded by the two, a few flashes disappeared into his palm and disappeared.

"Humph!"

Glaring fiercely, He Lianyun backed away unwillingly and hurried to the northeast.

Li Yuyang's figure was about to chase after him, but his body was extremely stiff, and his escape speed was far inferior to He Lianyun's. He just symbolically dodged and chased for tens of miles before stopping in midair.

Half a quarter of an hour later, there was a roaring sound. Looking from a distance, a jet-black light and shadow approached instantly, and after a while, it came to the front, but it was a huge jet-black building boat.

Whoosh whoosh!

Three rapid flashes of light stopped in front of Li Yuyang in an instant, and they were Er Duomo, Shaqiu Hun, and Yue Qianlong, the three leaders of the lower realm demon cultivators.

"It's a step late, it seems that these monks in the earth element world should not be underestimated!"

Yue Qianlong frowned slightly, a little bit of Li Yuyang's body, the pink and seductive brilliance on the surface of his body flashed, as if something was supporting him, he came to the three of them.

"Master Mage once said that the Yuan Realm here was suppressed by the Heavenly Remnant Monument, so that the rules of heaven and earth changed, and the vitality became thinner, so that there were not even a few decent spiritual acupoints. I don't know how many years of evolution it became. This looks like this! There should have been a lot of strong people in this interface earlier, but with the change of the rules, they all fell away!"

Erdomo frowned and nodded slightly.

"That's right. I've also heard about the suppression of the Heavenly Remnant Monument in the Lower Realm. However, now that there is no Tiandi Remnant Monument, I think the rules will gradually recover. By then, this world will definitely return to the previous situation. But I don't know how long it will take!"

There was a flash of light in Shaqiuhun's eyes, and he said thoughtfully.

"Heck, isn't this the reason for our lower realm? With such an interface gradually rejuvenated, wouldn't our Heavenly Demon Realm have an inexhaustible place to raise blood and food?"

Yue Qianlong smiled coquettishly, her jade fingers lightly brushed Li Yuyang's old cheeks, her scarlet nails were indescribably strange and evil.

"Now we only have one cultivator who transforms spirits, which is far from enough to open the space crack in this world and let my demon army descend to the realm. It seems that we have to change our plan!"

Er Duomo said with a rather gloomy expression.

"what do you mean?"

Hearing this, Shaqiu Hun and Yue Qianlong's expressions changed, and they asked in unison.

"It seems that we have to sacrifice them! Otherwise, we don't have extra time at all, otherwise He Lianyun who escaped will definitely contact other cultivators who have transformed themselves, and we will be passive by then!"

Er Duomo's expression of unwillingness was fleeting, and he said harshly.

"That's all there is to it!"

Yue Qianlong and Shaqiu Hun looked at each other, nodding helplessly.

……

"how is this possible?"

Just when the deity cultivator was changing, in a secret room in an independent courtyard of Tianyun City in Tianyun Prefecture, Lin Yincang looked at the non-stop movement in a strange formation not far in front of him. The red silk thread dissipated with a soft pop, and he exclaimed in surprise.

It's just that his hair, which was originally silver and bright at this time, is already extremely white, with a grayish white color on it, and his rosy cheeks have also turned into a withered yellow, and his skin is tightly wrinkled, like orange peel.

And his aura is also fluctuating, sometimes at the peak of the Nascent Soul, and sometimes in the middle of the Nascent Soul.

"How could this be?"

Lin Yincang looked frustrated, and his outstretched palm paused in the air, as if he was questioning.

After returning to Tianyun State, he secretly did a lot of things for Luo Chonglou, but he was unwilling to be controlled by him, so he searched for ways to escape.

As a result, in the past few decades, I don't know how many ancient secrets I have collected, and I finally found a special secret.

It's just that when he performed it, he made a little mistake, which greatly damaged his cultivation base and vitality, which made his little life essence left, and he had no choice but to use all his treasures. Throw it out in order to obtain treasures that can improve longevity.

It's just that, in the face of the soul-stirring thread that he pulled out from the Nascent Soul with a secret technique, in order not to let Luo Chonglou find out, so as to find an opportunity to intimidate him, he kept it until now and did not refine it into ashes.

To his surprise, just after collecting the last few auxiliary elixir for refining the purple jade elixir and preparing to start the alchemy furnace, the soul-stirring silk turned into fly ash without the previous twisting reaction.

When he used the secret technique to investigate again, there was no trace of Luo Chonglou in it.

Lin Yincang was able to cultivate to the present level, so he naturally wouldn't think that Luo Chonglou's conscience let him go. Back then, he was able to kill more than a dozen demon cultivators in one breath just to plot for his Nascent Soul, let alone just like this let him go.

The only explanation is that something happened to Luo Chonglou, a big cultivator.

"Could it be that he couldn't resist exploring the Langya Secret Realm?"

Thoughts were spinning and turning in his mind, Lin Yincang mumbled to himself a little sluggishly, and he became even more depressed in his heart. In order to collect treasures to supplement his life, he had spent most of his own treasures, and even his cultivation base was not enough. Big loss.

Now that he has the strength, he doesn't even have the original [-] percent. If he waits a little longer, he might be able to get rid of the control without such trouble at all.

This series of blows, for a Nascent Soul Late Saint who is used to being revered, one can imagine.

"Phew, I can't make alchemy now, so go back to the cave for retreat!"

Taking a few deep breaths, Lin Yincang's eyes flashed with gloom, he talked to himself, and put everything away decisively.

Not long after, they left the courtyard.

……

hum!

At the same time, in a forbidden place in the depths of Yunxiao Pavilion, streamers flickered and banned densely, and buzzed, causing a ripple, and a light blue brilliance suddenly flashed out from the center, but in the end, it was blocked by a The blue halo stopped.

In the flickering light, one can vaguely see a small blue sword, which is exactly the same as the Void Sound Transmission Sword that Li Yuyang sent out when he was restrained.

Suddenly, there was a slight fluctuation, and a blue cyan brilliance shot out from the hidden cave in the forbidden area, covered the jade sword, and absorbed it in an instant.

"Li Yuyang, why did you suddenly send my Void Sound Transmission Sword? Is there something urgent?"

In a secret room in the depths of the cave, Ye Chongyang looked at the jade sword spinning in front of him, frowned slightly and muttered to himself, then stretched out his hand and pointed out a ray of light into it.

With a soft buzzing sound, the jade sword trembled slightly, and a cyan light curtain appeared, and the light and shadow flickered on it. The siege, the scene when it was finally suppressed.

"Hiss, how is it possible?"

Seeing such a picture, Ye Chongyang gasped, a look of horror flashed in his eyes, and the word 'Chuan' was formed between his brows.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I suspect that this is not a cultivator from this world. Prepare early to protect my inheritance of the Artifact Refining Sect!"

When the last picture came out, Li Yuyang's old and intermittent voice came from inside, which was clearly audible mixed with a trembling, which shows that he endured great pain when organizing this speech.

"Isn't it a cultivator in this world? Is it a demon cultivator in the upper realm?"

Ye Chongyang got up suddenly when he heard the words, waved his hand to put away the jade sword with an ugly expression, and said every word.

In the secret room, Ye Chongyang paced back and forth with a gloomy expression, and the thought in his mind rolled back and forth like thunder, making him unable to calm down for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Chongyang narrowed his eyes slightly, shot out two terrifying rays of light, and said in a ruthless voice: "Whether it is a demon cultivator from the upper realm or not, judging from the situation, it is undoubtedly a demon cultivator. With this kind of help, I don’t know how many monks who transform into gods are hiding in it. This demon realm is absolutely not allowed to go. Only by uniting the strongest forces of the two races of humans and monsters can we escape this crisis. Turn it on again, otherwise the demon cultivators will make a big attack, and they will be alone and helpless, and they will definitely face annihilation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his wrist turned, and in an instant, several finger-length jade swords of different shapes appeared in front of him, together with the blue jade sword.

The two hands suddenly made a formula, and amidst the flashes of light, these jade swords buzzed, and large ripples appeared in front of them, as if they did not interfere with each other, like several fountains suddenly appearing on the silent lake.

Whoosh whoosh!

With a few slight noises, those jade swords penetrated into it and disappeared without a trace.

"Phew, Demon Cultivator, you should have wiped them out in one fell swoop!"

Looking at the empty space, Ye Chongyang said ruthlessly with a serious expression, and then spread out his consciousness and spread it around.

He is the suzerain of the Yunxiao Pavilion, and there are only restrictions in the pavilion, except for those personally arranged restrictions, the rest can be said to be nothing to him.

Of course, if he wanted to, with his cultivation base, he would naturally be able to see through it.

"Huh? Yunpeng is not in the pavilion, nor is Hanqing?"

Not long after, Ye Chongyang frowned, then counted his fingers, and said with a calm expression: "It turned out that it was the Jiazi Recruitment Conference, and I thought it was Yunpeng who went to sit in secret, but the girl Hanqing went out, I think it's okay Yunpeng agrees, but since Yunpeng saw Hanqing, he has been quite concerned about him, I hope you don't do anything wrong!"

However, what Ye Chongyang didn't know was that he missed an excellent opportunity, an opportunity to save Tianfeng Continent from a catastrophe.

This is no wonder for him, after all, no one can predict foresight. In the Demon Realm, there are only three magic cultivators who have broken through to the upper realm of the God of Transformation at this time, and they are far from the opponent of Ye Chongyang, a late stage master of the God of Transformation.

It's just that when he saw this picture, he thought that there were five Huashen Daxiu joining forces, and he didn't know how many Huashen and Demon Cultivators were hidden in the Demon Realm, so he didn't dare to risk himself.