After the severance: All my beasts are mythical

After just one look, Yan Houguang's eyelids jumped, and his heart was alarmed, and he immediately lowered his head.

After lowering his head, Yan Houguang carefully looked at Yan Taizu's body with the corner of his eye.

He was shocked to find that under his wide robe, there were strange waves of flesh surging.

Pieces of flesh and blood turned upside down, as if tentacles couldn't wait to get out of the clothes, which was extremely strange.

Yan Houguang didn't even dare to imagine what kind of hell picture the other party's body covered by clothes would be.

The other party's illness was even more serious!

It was almost to the point where it could not be suppressed.

To some extent, this also meant that Yan Taizu was only one step away from the realm of Daozu.

Yan Houguang thought in his heart, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept dripping.

Seeing him like this, Yan Taizu snorted coldly and said in a low voice:

"Look at you!"

"With this guts, you dare to dream of rebellion?"

"You have enjoyed a thousand years of wealth and a hundred years of glory. Now it is time for you to repay Great Yan!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand again.

He clenched his big hand and directly grasped Yan Houguang's head in his palm.

Countless blood-colored tentacles suddenly emerged from his palm, directly piercing through the scalp and piercing into Yan Houguang's brain.

"Gudong!"

"Gudong!"

"Gudong!"

The tentacles beat as if they had their own life.

Every time they beat, countless blood-colored tentacles absorbed a mass of turbid white matter from Yan Houguang's brain.

This turbid white matter was his brain.

The tentacles pierced his brain directly, and the pain was no less than being cut into pieces.

Yan Houguang had no chance to resist, and he fainted immediately after his eyes rolled back.

However, even though he lost consciousness, the extreme pain still made his limbs twitch.

If Lu Feiyu saw Yan Houguang like this, he would definitely sigh that Xiangliu was too gentle.

This Yan Taizu is the real evil cultivator!

If this operation continues, Yan Houguang will become a pure fool if he doesn't die.

After all, this is a violent extraction of memory with the power of flesh and blood, unlike Xiangliu's use of soul power, which is delicate and harmless.

Yan Taizu closed his eyes and digested the information extracted from Yan Houguang's mind.

Lu Feiyu, the son of the demon clan?

The magic mirror is ineffective against him?

There are countless strange demon gods beside him?

The more he digested, the deeper his brows frowned.

He had never heard of this ability.

Even Yan Taizu suspected that Yan Houguang's memory had been modified. How could he leave like this?

Thinking of this, Yan Taizu looked up at Yan Houguang, who was already half-dead, and was about to kill this Great Yan traitor on the spot and absorb the power of the Great Dao from him.

However, at this moment, a roar suddenly came from the sky.

Yan Taizu's expression paused, and the flesh on his face surged and changed, returning to his initial gentle appearance.

He walked out of the hall quickly, looked up at the sky, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

I saw that the Ten Thousand Dao Land, which was the foundation of his Great Yan Dynasty, and the towering mountains disappeared in the explosion!

"Good for you, Lu Feiyu!"

Yan Taizu's expression was as gloomy as water.

The Ten Thousand Dao Land was of little use to him who was close to the Daozu.

But it was of great significance to the overall strength of his Great Yan Dynasty.

And now, Lu Feiyu's operation was to cut off the national destiny of his Great Yan Dynasty for hundreds and thousands of years!

Such hatred is much greater than killing one or two princes!

Moreover, judging from the various magical powers shown by Lu Feiyu and the unimaginable speed of cultivation.

This boy must have a treasure!

Even a treasure of the Daozu level!

Yan Taizu has been an immortal for thousands of years and has been in a high position for thousands of years, but he has never seen such a strange and magical person.

Even the cultivation speed of the five Daozu in the Tianyuan world has never been as fast as Lu Feiyu.

If he can get the treasure on Lu Feiyu, and then match it with the heavenly cultivation he has obtained by sacrificing blood relatives in these years.

Then, wouldn’t it be a sure thing to achieve Daozu?

As for whether he can beat Lu Feiyu.

This Yan Taizu has never thought about it.

What a joke!

He was already at the peak of the Dao thousands of years ago, and now he has nearly a hundred blood relatives sacrificed, and his strength has long been heavenly.

Yan Taizu believes that he is the first person under Daozu.

Even if the Taoist Patriarch of Life and Death who governs the Eastern Region came, he would have to give him some face.

If not, how could his Great Yan Dynasty be so vibrant and not dead?

"Now that I am at the peak of my powers, this person comes with a rare treasure."

"This is God's help!"

"If you don't accept what God gives you, you will suffer from it!"

"This treasure is destined for me."

Yan Taizu's eyes lit up, and he immediately regarded Lu Feiyu as his own possession.

Just as Yan TaizuWhen the ancestor was about to take action.

A muffled sound came from the sky again.

In an instant, a giant floating island was formed at an altitude of ten thousand meters.

Lu Feiyu, who he regarded as a sure thing, had already changed into a white robe, holding a blood-red fishing rod, fishing in the sky, with a calm face and a brilliant voice:

"I am Lu Feiyu, sitting alone on an isolated island, using the world as the sea, using the myriad ways as bait, fishing for the immortals."

"Who dares to fight!"

As soon as these words came out, thunder exploded, raging flames rushed, and the entire capital city instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire and purgatory.

At the same time, the crown prince Yan Houan and a group of ministers rushed over, shouting:

"Father (Your Majesty), it's not good! Lu Feiyu is coming!"

What he said was all nonsense.

Yan Taizu frowned suddenly, waved his sleeves and said coldly:

"You are so flustered, how can you be so shameless! "

Prince Yan Houan fell to his knees with a thump, and said in a trembling voice:

"Father, Lu Feiyu is forcing the emperor to abdicate!"

"He is afraid, afraid of our national defense formation!"

"As long as we keep calm and don't fight, his momentum will be greatly weakened."

"I have come all the way here and saw that although the raging flames and thunder are fierce, they do not hurt civilians and do not harm the people. They just burn some houses and resources, which is not a problem. "

Hearing these extremely weak words, Yan Taizu frowned even more deeply.

You can accept not hurting civilians and not harming the people?

What a waste!

The resources of these burned buildings are all his money!

What's more, now that they are hit in the face and still avoid fighting, how will the surrounding dynasties look at them?

By then, these ambitious guys will definitely think that they are old and useless!

By then, wars will break out again, with countless casualties. How can the current Great Yan Dynasty withstand the repeated turmoil?

Although Yan Taizu does not care about the casualties of the people.

But these are his property, and outsiders cannot trample on them.