I have the best bloodline.

Daohua Zhenjun hit Su Yan's forehead with his head hammer again. Then he twisted his body, held down Su Yan's body and smashed it to the ground. Every time he hit the station of the beast control gate, there was a burst of sound. Shake.

True Lord seemed to be venting the anger in his heart, and responded purely with the most violent and primitive means.

"You die!"

As soon as Su Yan recovered from dizziness, he felt a feeling of suffocation coming over his heart. However, this time, Su Yan did not stupidly hit him with his head like before. Instead, he unlocked Princess Wuxi's secret method of immortality and used her three tails. He entangled Zhenjun Daohua's arm and pinched the lapel of his clothes.

"Lao Deng!"

Su Yan was knocked to the ground. His lower body showed the characteristics of an orc, and his fox legs with black hair charged up and kicked directly on the head of Zhenjun Daohua.

There was a sound of broken flesh and bones, and the head of Daohua Zhenjun made Su Yandeng spin several times.

The neck of a normal body shrinks in size every time it rotates, until the head flies up from the neck. The figure of Daohua Zhenjun pauses slightly, and the dark red blood sprays out like a fountain, sprinkling Su Yan all over.

"snort!"

Daohua Zhenjun, who had only one head left, let out a cold snort. Tentacle-like granules and bone cells grew out of his broken neck, forming a body without skin the moment he landed on the ground.

"Rhino."

The headless body that Su Yan was entangled in suddenly sprouted a yellow giant wolf head, and bit Su Yan.

But the one who responded to the giant wolf's head was still Su Yan's powerful fox kick, kicking it on the head.

With a kick, the red and white things spilled into the pit. Su Yan spat out the filthy things in his mouth and took on the form of a fox and jumped out of the pit instantly.

"Morning stars——"

Daohua Zhenjun jumped back and sat on a green-skinned one-horned rhinoceros made of sand. The dragon-shaped embryos that were originally swimming above the pale golden formation suddenly changed their cruising trajectory, and their bodies changed, forming The heads of monster beasts face towards the beast control gate.

Daohua Zhenjun shouted: "Ding!"

A familiar feeling hit Su Yan's heart, and his flying figure stopped in mid-air.

The giant beast's head in the sky also turned into a stream of light at this moment and bombarded Su Yan directly.

The giant beast's head hit Su Yan's body, and the heads hit Su Yan's body one after another, knocking him into the ground.

The giant beast's head was like a consumable. Su Yan would break a giant beast's head in one blow.

Red and white dirty blood was scattered all over the floor, and the deep hole Su Yan sunk into was filled with a pool of red paste.

"Make animal thick!"

Daohua Zhenjun raised his hand and shook it. The filthy things in the pit were inexplicably agitated and turned into a beast-headed hut to directly seal the fierce Su Yan inside.

The strength of the fox is really outrageous. He is obviously just relying on the power of the monks behind the scenes, but he can achieve things that many monks in the fairyland cannot do. The old guy hidden behind the fox is obviously no ordinary old guy.

And Su Yan is not necessarily an ordinary fox.

Daohua Zhenjun had no intention of continuing to entangle, so he directly used a unique sealing method to suppress Su Yan.

"How brave!"

After Daohua Zhenjun finished all this, he looked sideways at the white-haired young man beside him and snorted coldly.

A smile appeared on Fei Beast's cheeks, he raised his finger and pointed at the beast's head cabin and said, "He's not done with you."

Against the second-generation dragon Yaizhen, as long as the real instant killing line is not reached.

The difficulty level of Yaizhen is not weaker than those of those born to nourish the gods or the children of luck. Obviously, Daohua Zhenjun's strength has not reached the killing level, so Yazui will still come out soon.

"."

Daohua Zhenjun took a deep breath and ignored the sarcastic beast beside him.

The True Lord is stronger than the Fei Beast, and he also possesses the magic weapon that the Fei Beast resides in, but the Fei Beast cannot be killed!

The Fei Beast belongs to the guardian beast of the Beast Control Sect and is integrated with the Beast Control Sect's formation. Although Daohua Zhenjun can drive the Fei Beast through the power of the center of the formation, he cannot do anything to the Fei Beast.

Moreover, the Fei Beast is the ultimate insurance. If it is really impossible to break through the Tongtian Tower Formation, Daohua Zhenjun can only try his best to obtain the secret method of the soul from the Fei Beast.

The true king has reached the pinnacle of making animals, but he is still far from the true perfection.

His method of making animals is similar in form but not in spirit.

The secret method of controlling beasts is also derived from the method of creating animals. The secret method of controlling beasts is aimed at the soul level, while the Daohua Zhenjun's method of creating animals is aimed at the physical level.

If the two can be combined into one, they will be able to resemble gods in form and become a true Taoist immortal. They can use the method of making animals with their hands to fabricate all things and touch the truth of life!

Only one step away from perfection, Daohua Zhenjun became more cautious when doing things.

He didn't dare to do anything to the beast. Even Su Yan didn't choose to kill it, but chose to trap him and isolate him from the power of the monks hidden behind the scenes.

Daohua Zhenjun is trying his best to avoid unnecessary complications.

"Zi——"

Nine snow-white tails poked out from the hut, and a snow-white nine-tailed monster tore through the roof. Pink flesh pads were revealed on the giant palm that covered the sky. A palm was slapped on the tower, causing the two forces of the world to repel.

A wicked smile appeared on the face of the nine-tailed fox. Under the dull eyes of Zhenjun Daohua and Fei Beast, he pulled the Tongtian Tower out of the ground with one stroke.

"Want it? I won't give it to you even if I throw it away."

The nine-tailed fox spoke, but his voice seemed to contain different voices of men, women, old and young, forming a voice full of joking that echoed.

After saying that, the nine-tailed fox really threw the Tongtian Tower directly into the void, and the Tongtian Tower fell into the space gap and was gradually swallowed by the darkness.

"No!"

Seeing the nine-tailed fox's action, Daohua Zhenjun's face suddenly showed a crazy look, and he rushed straight to the tower.

A series of golden afterimages were waving in the sky, and a series of whip marks that hit the soul appeared on Daohua Zhenjun's body.

Daohua Zhenjun mobilized all his strength to try to resist the dragging force of the space gap, but the power of space was not a force that a cultivator in the Crossing Tribulation Stage could touch. Nowadays, the space restrictions and formations in the cultivation world are all forces that follow the rules of the power of space.

A cultivator in the Crossing Tribulation Stage cannot resist the power of space!

Daohua Zhenjun could only watch helplessly as his method of becoming an immortal was swallowed by the void. Even if he had used all his life's skills and magical powers, he could not resist the nine-tailed fox opening a space gap with swallowing power.

The golden afterimages in the sky disappeared, and the dark space gap slowly closed due to the loss of spiritual power.

Daohua Zhenjun was furious, his eyes were red as if dripping blood, and he turned his head and roared: "Nine-tailed Fox!"

"Bang——"

The soul inside Daohua Zhenjun gradually expanded, and his flesh and blood body was twisted. In the end, the flesh and blood body could no longer limit the expansion of the soul, and it exploded into a blood dance and information flow.

Seeing this, the nine-tailed fox grinned and smiled. Killing people is not difficult, but the real difficulty is to kill people and destroy their hearts.

Daohua Zhenjun's angry and weeping appearance made the nine-tailed fox grandmother, who had not had fun for a long time, very happy.

The nine-tailed fox gradually shrank back, and finally turned into a snow fox with blue eyes staring at the big road like a copper bell, slowly falling from mid-air to the ground.

Feishou raised his hand and caught Su Yan.

"Fox, fox, what a big fox!" Su Yan said something as if he was unconscious.

Chapter 239 The memory of Daohua Zhenjun (the third update for the monthly ticket)

"Fox! What a big fox!"

Su Yan, whose belly was held by the flying beast, had his four legs and tail hanging down. His four legs kept shaking, and his face was full of panic as if he was crawling in the void.

The sudden appearance of the big fox scared Su Yan, who had always suffered from the phobia of nine-tailed foxes.

As soon as he entered the small dark room, Su Yan felt a strong vitality coming from the void, and then the extremely powerful demonic power wrapped himself, gradually forming a demonic power gathering in the shape of a nine-tailed fox.

The fairy sister turned out to be a nine-tailed fox! Su Yan was shocked beyond words.

Nine-tailed fox. Where did this nine-tailed fox come from!

Su Yan currently did not know that there was Empress Dowager Su who was buried in the ice coffin with Emperor Xia Yu, and naturally he would not think of a national mother who had long "passed away". He simply thought that the fairy sister was a nine-tailed fox from other tribes.

For example, the Qingqiu clan, the Tushan clan, and the Yousu clan. Su Yan had seen the young fox of the Tushan clan.

Therefore, the Queen Mother suddenly showed her Dharma image, which naturally scared Su Yan. He thought that it was his ancestor who was a perverted old fox chasing him.

"I won!"

After Feishou caught Su Yan, he looked at the blood mist floating in the sky, sneered, and shook his head.

Although he knew that Yazi would not lose the bet, Feishou did not expect that Su Yan would win. Feishou originally just wanted to make things difficult for Daohua Zhenjun.

Not losing does not mean that you will definitely win. Feishou guessed that Su Yan met Daohua Zhenjun, and then because of various coincidences, he disgusted the lawless Daohua Wanling Zhenjun severely, and then Su Yan asked his elders or passing masters to rescue him.

Unexpectedly, Su Yan actually killed Daohua Zhenjun on the spot with the help of the power of an unknown immortal.

Daohua Zhenjun also died miserably. The divine whip was a power targeting the soul level. Countless golden long whips whipped his soul, causing irreversible deformation inside Daohua Zhenjun's soul.

The twisted and deformed soul gradually expanded, and because the alienation of the soul level affected the physical level, Daohua Zhenjun's soul burst his body alive.

Greedy to the end, but ended up with poverty.

"Hmm, what is this?"

As Daohua Zhenjun drifted with the wind, Zhenjun's Dharma body and soul remnants drifted all around, and the giant embryos and dragon-shaped embryos in the sky seemed to lose power and fell to the ground one after another.

Su Yan suddenly had a memory in his mind. The flashback memory was the back alley of an inn. In the memory, the protagonist was looking for food in the swill, and then a shout of killing came from the inn, and a female cultivator in a black robe asked several cultivators to chase him all the way out.

The little beggar who was looking for swill was frightened and quickly turned over to the swill. After a while, the beggar felt that he could not hold his breath, so he dared to stick his head out of his pot to breathe.

In front of him, a picture scroll that looked like the netherworld was displayed.

The twisted and deformed creature fell to the ground, and the black-robed female cultivator half-knelt on the ground and spit out bright red organ fragments.

The little beggar was stunned in the bucket for a moment, and suddenly jumped out of the swill bucket, holding the long sword behind the female cultivator, and pressed deeper with all his strength, and then cut the black-robed female cultivator in half in the backyard of the inn.

In his impression, those who can fly in the blue sky are big shots and very rich.

The little beggar originally just wanted to get money and property, but he didn't expect to get unexpected gains. Six storage bags.

The black-robed female cultivator was a low-level Nightmare Town disciple, and the monks chasing her were righteous monks.

The female cultivator was nothing special. She was just a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, belonging to the lower class of the Little Beggar's era. Her only use was to be killed by those inexperienced or experienced cultivators.

But her half-baked Nightmare Suppression Method gave birth to a famous demon.

"Is this the memory of Daohua Wanling Zhenjun?" Su Yan said with a surprised expression, looking at the flocculent matter falling from the sky to the ground.

"The extremely condensed soul is not so easy to be completely dispersed." Feishou glanced at Su Yan beside him and explained lightly: "The soul of Daohua Wanling Zhenjun was only broken into fragments. In a sense, he is not completely dead now."

The Beating God Whip only dispersed his soul. Daohua Zhenjun's soul was extremely condensed, and it would take some time to catalyze the real death.

"You hate him so much, why don't you help him?"

Su Yan's mind flashed back to a memory again. The little beggar who was looking for slop in the back alley is now well-dressed and well-dressed. His cultivation has reached the foundation-building stage and he has accumulated some wealth. However, because he has no sect or school, the little beggar cannot learn any proper magic.

He can only rely on his fists and feet, and the method of making animals for the entry level of the Nightmare Town Sect dropped by the female cultivator of Nightmare Town, to barely make a living in the world of cultivation.

He can only continue to study the method of making animals in depth.

Although the method of making animals is a punishment method, as the beggar has studied it in depth, it has become a strange magic that can kill people immediately, and his reputation has gradually risen.

Starting from killing a cultivator head-on, the beggar began to make a profit by killing people and robbing goods, and his life became nutrients to nourish his growth.

After contacting his peers in the world of cultivation, the beggar gradually understood the world situation and joined the Northern Nightmare Town Sect.

"Why not give him a little help?" Feishou looked at the flying catkins and said, "Because it's too troublesome, I need to strangle them piece by piece. It's better to wait here for a while to prevent him from escaping and let time take away the fragments."

".Is that so?"

Su Yan saw Feishou saying this, and it was not easy to refute him. While quietly peeping at the memory of Daohua Wanling Zhenjun, he raised his hand and greeted the sky where the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and reported to his aunt that he was safe.

Because his soul had been scattered, Su Yan did not browse the memory of Daohua Zhenjun in its entirety.

The memory was basically a section here and there. In the last second, he might be killing people and robbing goods, and in the next second, he might appear in an unknown kiln picking up a pair of chopsticks.

Su Yan did not take the things in the memory seriously, but just looked at it as gossip, quietly waiting for Daohua Wanling Zhenjun to die, so that he could leave the Beast Taming Gate.

However, as the top layer of flocs fell, Su Yan also peeped into the most important memory of Daohua Zhenjun.

It was a bloody day.

The beggar who has become a high-ranking member of the Nightmare Town sect is facing the biggest crisis of his life.

The disciples of the Nightmare Town sect in the northern state killed the successor of the top demon sect in the southern state.

The leader of the demon sect came personally and killed all the members of the Nightmare Town sect in the northern state, including their families, in the city's cesspool, and took out their souls and hung them in the city under the scorching sun until their souls were scattered.

The leader of the Nightmare Town sect fled to the mountain, activated the formation to try to stop the leader of the demon sect, and began to pack up the thousand-year-old family wealth in the treasure house to prepare to run away.

Daohua Zhenjun learned a secret here.