The Second Generation of Xiu Only Wants Salted Fish

Jing Yueshan's eyes were no less shocked than Qing Tong. She stared at the big dark hole in front of her in a daze, and couldn't help touching her sleeves.

They are ordinary fabrics, all uniforms issued by Zongmen. They are the same except for the color worn by Shen Yanning.

Although it is unbelievable, but the fact is like this.

Shen Yanning got up and said with admiration, "Senior Sister is so amazing."

Qing Tong looked at her more solemnly, "Friend Jing Dao is really powerful."

Jing Yueshan: "..." Your tone makes me feel that it is me (bushi) who has the protagonist's aura.

After the lesson last time, Shen Yanning no longer dared to make her own claim. She spoke cautiously: "Senior Sister, please."

Jing Yueshan said again: "..." This path-finding work finally fell on the weak and helpless me.

She looked at the big dark hole in front of her with some anxiety. After all, it was an unknown danger, but there was no other way, she had to grit her teeth.

As soon as Fang stepped into the dark hole, Jingyueshan's sanity was in a trance, and a large amount of negative emotions hit her heart heavily. She gritted her teeth to support and resisted the invasion of those negative emotions, but some of the fragments she had never seen before were still It kept playing back in her mind.

Large swaths of blood stained the land, scorched smoke was everywhere, stumps and broken arms were everywhere, and the scene before him was like **** on earth.

Jing Yueshan desperately recited the Heart-Clearing Mantra in silence, trying to get rid of the pictures in his mind, but everything was in vain. Those **** pictures and howls continued to burrow into his mind.

She resisted desperately for a long time and still was useless, and she suddenly became numb, so she simply gave up resisting and lay flat and let her go.

As soon as she gave up resisting, those pictures and sounds slammed into her head like a flood. The battle drums and wailing were intertwined one after another. After Jingyue's frown and combing for a long time, she vaguely realized that this seemed to be tens of thousands. The scene of the battle between the fairy and the devil a year ago?

The battle between the fairy and the devil is too far away. A large number of monks fell in that battle, causing a fault in the history of the immortal world. There are very few records about the battle between the fairy and the devil in the history books. Find a few specious legends.

The battlefield of the suspected battle between the immortals and demons was right in front of him, Jing Yueshan couldn't help holding his breath, and observed carefully.

The countless corpses were so dense that they couldn't be seen at a glance, and a large swath of blood had stained the entire land, and the clouds in the sky were even a cloud of fire.

There are too many people lying down, but very few people are still standing.

A group of people wearing silver-white armor surrounded a black and black humanity: "Feng Xi, things are a foregone conclusion, you give up."

Mojun Fengxi!

Jingyue's pupils shrink slightly. It is rumored that he initiated the battle between immortals and demons. He is an extremely powerful character. It is said that he is extremely ugly with blue face and fangs, but it is not the same to see the figure. Jingyue's interest comes and his eyes are embarrassing. Staring straight at the black figure surrounded by groups.

A low and cold voice slowly sounded, "I will never..."

"Feng Xi! You can only sleep here if you persist in your mind!"

The dazzling light instantly blinded Jingyueshan's eyes. After she recovered, Feng Xi Demon Lord was already sealed in the heavy formation, and no one was seen again.

Jing Yueshan: "..." It's really hard to know what the devil looks like.

Although Feng Xiren had been sealed into the big array, his voice still echoed.

"Although I am dead, my soul will not die, no matter if it is thousands of years, there will be my descendants who can get through the upper realm..."

The cold voice of Demon Lord echoed in the air, and the picture in Jing Yueshan's mind became more and more blurred. She was in a whirlpool of devilish energy. I don't know when, the surrounding devilish energy became weaker and weaker, but for a while The devilish energy disappeared without a trace, but she appeared in a magnificent hall.

Sunlight leaped from the window of the main hall and cast a light and shadow on the ground. Jing Yueshan stood on the side of the light and shadow, and on the throne in the shadow above, sat a black-clothed man whose face was hidden in the shadow. At this point, people can't see his looks clearly.

Everything in front of her looked like an illusion, but Jing Yueshan's heart was extremely tense, and the man in black above her aura was too gloomy, exactly the same as that of Fangcai's devilish energy.

"Who is yours?"

The black-clothed man curled his lips, "The deity is Fengxi Demon Lord."

Jing Yueshan took a deep breath. Didn't Feng Xi Demon Lord be besieged and suppressed and died? Where did this come from?

After turning his thoughts a few times, Jing Yueshan realized that the man in front of him should be just a spirit of Demon Lord Feng Xi.

The rumored villain just appeared in front of her, telling her how to think something is wrong. Shouldn't this kind of exciting plot be left to the hero and the hero? Why she has to bear so much as a cannon fodder.

"I have seen Demon Lord Fengxi, I don't know if Demon Lord pulled me into this place, but has something to order?"

The black-clothed man was silent, even if he couldn't see his face, Jing Yueshan could still detect a sharp gaze full of murderous intent to lock her firmly.

The ancient Demon Lord’s killing intent was so fierce, even if he was only a residual divine thought, the remaining power was beyond her ability. Dou Da’s sweat covered her forehead, and her back gradually became stiff, Jingyue The muscles all over the shirt were tight, and she was ready to fight. Even if she knew that facing the ancient demon, her resistance was not enough to look at, but she didn't want to die too simply.

At the time of life and death, she thought of Shen Yanning and Qingtong, who were not sure if she had followed behind her. She thought she had luck before, but she had an illusion that cannon fodder was cannon fodder, so she fell into the pit.

Feng Xi Mojun's killing intent disappeared in a flash, he suddenly stood up from the throne, and moved to Jingyueshan in the next instant.

Jingyueshan's pupils shrank slightly when she couldn't get a sigh of relief, and the devil's face was so unexpectedly exposed in front of her eyes.

The rumored Demon Lord Feng Xi is always abominable with blue face and fangs. However, when you look closely at this time, he is not only not ugly, but also looks excessively beautiful. If it is not for the devilish spirit lingering around his body, his appearance is better than the appearance of Qingtong outside. It's more like a fairy king.

Feng Xi stared straight into her eyes and smiled suddenly, "I never thought that the descendant of this deity who has been waiting for thousands of years is actually a righteous monk, but my demons have no one?"

Uh, it's not that the incompetent people in the magic cultivator are no longer there, but even the shadow of the magic cultivator is gone in the world of cultivating immortals. Jing Yueshan whispered, "The magic cultivator disappeared after the immortal war tens of thousands of years ago."

The devilish breath of Feng Xi's body suddenly soared, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Old thief of the fairy world! Too much deception!"

The originally neat and bright hall suddenly filled with black mist, and layers of murderous intent tightly enveloped Jingyue's shirt. As long as she changed a little, blood would be splashed on the spot.

The eyes of Feng Xi, who had looked very handsome, became dark, and the devilish energy wandered back and forth between his seven orifices, looking terrifying.

"If this is the case, you will be my heir. After I pass it on, I must open up the upper realm channel, and I will be ashamed of my demons!"

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

What kind of channel is opened, does it mean she wants her to ascend to the upper realm?

Suddenly smashed into the inheritance of an ancient demon king, this heavenly pie is a little bit teething, she still won't pick it up, right?

"Devil Rong is gifted, I may not be able to fulfill the devil's entrustment with my dull aptitude, but the two who came with me are both talented and talented, and they are definitely more suitable than me to undertake the heavy tasks entrusted by the devil." It's better to be a male and female leader.

Feng Xi refused: "No, they are born righteous monks, who are naturally contrary to my clan."

Jing Yueshan: "..." What do you mean? Am I born to cultivate demons? I shouldn't, I'm the second generation of the righteous Taoist cultivator who is rooted in Zheng Miaohong!

The black mist in Feng Xi's eyes became more and more intriguing, "The remaining inheritance of the deity is handed over to you, don't forget the hatred of the demons!"

The devilish energy flowing in the hall suddenly condensed into one, and rushed straight at Jingyue shirt, swiftly drilling into her meridians.

The pain of being squeezed from the palace suddenly struck, Jingyueshan had a sense of panic that the foundation would be destroyed, what kind of hatred of the demons, she was the second generation of the serious Zhengdao Xiu, why suddenly the style of painting turned to the magic repair? !

"Don't resist, the deity's devilish breath will purify your original orthodoxy, and you will be able to inherit my orthodox more smoothly in the future."

Isn't that abolishing the previous cultivation base and revamping the magic way?

Jingyue shirt almost didn't come up in one breath, it's too unreasonable, no matter whether everyone agrees or not, do you still bring such a strong buy and sell it?

Feng Xi Demon Lord can't control that much. He has been suppressed here for tens of thousands of years. The original solid spirit is also in danger under the corrosion of time. He finally waited for someone suitable for inheritance and naturally refused to give up easily. Ignore this, his remnant soul may not be able to hold on until the next one comes.

Jing Yueshan was struggling to resist the magic breath that had penetrated into the meridians, but the scene in front of her suddenly shook a few times.

Feng Xi suddenly raised her head: "Who is it?"

As soon as the voice fell, the entire enchantment became turbulent, and the hall in front of it was sometimes broken and sometimes complete, and it was obvious that someone was attacking the enchantment outside.

Feng Xi's tone suddenly became extremely dangerous: "It turns out to be a righteous child."