Need for Plundering Immortals

Chapter 471 471. Stealing Chickens Failed
Although Ye Donglai didn't erase it directly, Taoist Qingfeng didn't panic either.

Perhaps it was only because this son's character was too tenacious that he could hold on.

But Taoist Qingfeng has already broken into this illusory space, all he needs to do is destroy all the consciousness about Ye Donglai here.It's just that it will waste some time.

"Ye Donglai, you and I are both members of the supernatural tribe, so why kill each other like this?"

"You are me, I am you, from now on my ability will be yours, we will not distinguish between each other..."

"Come on, relax and sleep. Don't resist, you are only resisting yourself."

"Don't you want to become the number one expert in the world? As long as you and I match each other, all your enemies and enemies will be vulnerable. Even Luo Banxian is no match for us at all."

Taoist Qingfeng's voice was full of demagogy, constantly destroying Ye Donglai's psychological defense.

But no matter what, this space of consciousness belonging to Ye Donglai showed no signs of collapse.

The phantom of Taoist Qingfeng is constantly displaying various Taoist techniques here, bombarding this space frantically.

This process took a long time.

Inside the hall.

Sima Zhongjie frowned, looking at Ye Donglai who was sitting on the ground.

He was a little strange. It stands to reason that Ye Donglai should have woken up at this time, and changed to a new identity.

Daoist Qingfeng will be reborn with Ye Donglai's exorcism shell, and then he will lead the tribe of supernatural powers, enough to head-to-head with the nine aristocratic families.

However, this was not the case. Ye Donglai's complexion kept changing, and there were obviously two completely different power fluctuations on his body.

"In such a situation that is not conducive to Ye Donglai, how can he compete with Taoist Qingfeng for control of his body?" Sima Zhongjie murmured.

However, there was nothing he could do to help.

Only the person concerned can participate in the battle at the level of spirit and consciousness, and outsiders can't get involved anyway.

Ye Donglai's body continued to emit spiritual light.

But all of a sudden, the blue light that was supposed to be relatively dull suddenly became very bright.

"Successful?" Sima Zhongjie showed joy, but then stayed where he was, "This, this is..."

Ye Donglai, who was bathed in the blue light, was forming a looming figure on his body. This figure was bigger than Ye Donglai, as if he himself was enveloped in it.

Although the figure is not real, Sima Zhongjie can see it clearly.

This light and shadow looks like a man, with a resolute and handsome face and an extraordinary bearing.

Those deep eyes were as mysterious and unpredictable as the pitch-black night sky, and there was an aura of giving it up to me.

Guangying's body was covered with golden armor, holding a sword in each hand, clouds and mist shrouded his feet, and there were colorful rays of light beside him.

The light and shadow appeared, and the entire hall space changed color.

Even the supernatural clansmen in other places in the headquarters of the Cangtian Society felt a strong oppressive force, as if the awe from the depths of their blood gushed out, which was uncontrollable.

Sima Zhongjie trembled even more, his old eyes were full of shock and fear.

The real ancestor of the supernatural race, the evil god of all arts!
Others may not know the identity of this light and shadow, but Sima Zhongjie is the current leader of the superhuman clan, how dare he not?

Wanfa Cthulhu, the strongest in the history of the supernatural race, and the fact that the supernatural clan is squeezed out by ordinary people is largely influenced by Wanfa Cthulhu.

Even so, the supernatural tribesmen didn't have the slightest resentment or hatred towards Wanfa evil god, they only had awe and admiration.

Among the clansmen, it is enough to be proud for tens of thousands of years that such a peerless powerhouse can appear.

Ten thousand years ago, the evil god Wanfa fell.

Although the figure in front of him was not real, it still made Sima Zhongjie's heart tremble violently.

The evil god of ten thousand arts appeared on Ye Donglai, what exactly does this mean...

Could it be that Ye Donglai is related to Wanfa Cthulhu?
Sima Zhongjie didn't believe that Wanfa Cthulhu was still alive, after all, they were all characters from 1 years ago.But when he thought of Taoist Qingfeng's delay in taking Ye Donglai away, he also panicked.

If Ye Donglai was just an ordinary supernatural being, Taoist Qingfeng would have succeeded long ago.

But now, there is no sign of success.

Could it be that Taoist Qingfeng was planted?

impossible.

Sima Zhongjie kept comforting himself in his heart, if Ye Donglai had something to do with the evil god Wanfa, Daoist Qingfeng would definitely die, and Sima Zhongjie couldn't be better off.

The phantom of the evil god still exists and becomes more and more clear.

Ye Donglai was in the light and shadow, motionless.

Sima Zhongjie gritted his teeth, and suddenly struck out with a palm.

To be on the safe side, take the opportunity to kill Ye Donglai.

Although doing it at this time would probably damage Ye Donglai and Taoist Qingfeng at the same time, but now he can't control so much, Sima Zhongjie dare not use his wealth and life to joke.

However, before his palm touched Ye Donglai, it hit the evil god's light and shadow first.

The evil god Guangying, who had been silent all along, moved his eyes slightly.

Just turning his eyes slightly, Sima Zhongjie was so frightened that he hurriedly backed away.

This is an instinctive fear, just like a beast seeing its ancestors, the fear cannot be controlled.

Ordinary people with supernatural powers will suppress each other by blood, let alone Wanfa Cthulhu and other supernatural beings?
While Sima Zhongjie retreated, Ye Donglai, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up abruptly.

The closed eyes opened, and a cold and sharp edge flashed across: "It's so courageous, even dare to occupy my physical body."

"Ancestor, forgive me, ancestor, please forgive me." Taoist Qingfeng's voice also sounded in the hall, but there was no sign of him here.

"get out!"

Ye Donglai gave a cold shout, and a dilapidated primordial spirit floated up.

Taoist Qingfeng's primordial spirit was full and powerful before, but now it is like a puff of smoke that can be blown away, vulnerable to a single blow.

Yuanshen trembled in front of Ye Donglai and kept begging for mercy.

Ye Donglai's eyes are constantly changing, sometimes indifferent, sometimes sad, sometimes suspicious, sometimes nostalgic...

Finally, the light and shadow of the evil god also gradually dissipated, but before it dissipated, Ye Donglai cut the soul of Taoist Qingfeng into pieces with a single stroke of his sword.

"How can I keep you after planning to plot against me for 500 years?"

After speaking, his eyes fell on Sima Zhongjie.

Sima Zhongjie suddenly felt as if he was facing an abyss, and his whole body shivered: "You, who are you...?"

"I'm Ye Donglai." Ye Donglai said coldly, "Chairman Sima, I always regard you as my elder, but you... and Daoist Qingfeng plot against me?"

Sima Zhongjie found that the phantom of the evil god disappeared, and the pressure was slightly reduced. He said with a bitter face: "I, I am not all for the development of the family? Sacrifice one person to fulfill the future of the entire family."

(End of this chapter)