Chapter 173 172. Destroy the divine baby in one step, as shameless as a madman (8.3K words - please subscribe for the big chapter)
Ice Mirror Wasteland
The fierce battle on the battlefield of the monks lasted for almost a day. Countless dead people had already died, and they lay silent among the corpses. After seven days, they completely retreated and dispersed the cause and effect.
But at this moment, the many souls were suddenly pulled by a powerful force, and they rustled out of the corpse. After a simple pull, they flew into the air with a "whoosh" and headed towards the empty boat of the monks' army.
Wanhun Banner's "Purple Mansion Yuan Explosion Technique" is not unlimited to use, just because you want to extract evil spirit, it consumes a lot of money.
If it were an ordinary person's soul, a large piece of it would be destroyed with just one use.
Previously, Song Yan used it to instantly kill Mu Liyang just to show off his power in soul blast and to prevent variables from arising.
However, the "Purple Mansion Yuan Explosion Technique" is definitely not a "normal attack", but a very expensive one that can be called a forbidden technique.
On a real monk battlefield, if someone had set up such a soul-borrowing formation in advance, someone would definitely see through it and avoid fighting with the opponent here. However, no one has found such a large formation in the Ice Mirror Wasteland. Traces of array.
But at this time, such a soul-sucking formation suddenly appeared, causing everyone to be stunned and look sideways.
At this time, most of the monks who were fighting had not yet reacted, but the people above Jiang Palace were all looking around in surprise.
Tang Xiaoxuan, Bilan Po, Ye Wuzheng, and Ye Suiyun also cast their gazes.
These four are the divine infants appearing on the battlefield now.
"The Ten Thousand Soul Banner Sacrifice and Refining Formation? No, it is more flexible and convenient than the Sacrifice and Refining Formation. As for the center of the formation, it is Tang Han's palm. No wonder he didn't find it. I see, but how is this possible?!" Ye Suiyunyi He instantly saw the source and recognized the method, but he looked surprised.
"If you use your palms as the center of the formation, won't your body collapse within a few strokes?" Tang Xiaoxuan frowned fiercely. He didn't want his genius to use this kind of power that would consume him. But thinking about the news that had been sent back before, he felt a little relieved, because he had realized what a great opportunity this fellow clan member had gained before and after he seized the body.
More and more eyes fell on Song Yan.
On the empty boat, the young man who was teasing the female cultivator and enjoying himself had already stood up, his black hair dancing wildly, and his deep expression as if he was still observing something.
Song Yan observed the sky.
The sky has passed through dusk, late night, midnight, early morning, and now it has reached dawn.
The golden sunshine exploded from the fish-belly white horizon, and instantly spread on the bright ice mirror of the wasteland.
He spent a night having fun with two beautiful women, but also secretly observed them all night.
The self-realm in the later period of Zifu is to separate me from the world. If you want to do this, you must practice the "secret technique of life", and use this secret technique to condense it into a treasure-like power composed entirely of thoughts. Strength against small calamities.
In the early stage of the Divine Infant Realm, I was reintegrated into the world, so that the idea of immortality could be born. Compared with the change in the later stage of Zifu, the "Secret Art of Life" composed of thoughts gradually took on entity, and the "Secret Art of Life" also became Gradually it became a "secret treasure of life".
It's really incredible that thoughts turn into treasures.
However, whether it is Tang Xiaoxuan's stake, Pilan Po's unknown big black wind, Ye Wuzheng's black claws, or Ye Suiyun's black wings, they have all fallen out of the category of "the secret of life", and It became a "secret treasure of life".
From the virtual to the real, the power will naturally increase to a higher level.
One thing Song Yan didn't understand was that Ye Wuzheng and Ye Suiyun were both from the ancient Ye King clan, so how could they cultivate two different "secret treasures of their own destiny".
But it didn't matter anymore, because he found that Ye Wuzheng and Ye Suiyun's natal secret treasure had begun to fade with the rise of the sun.
When the sun rises, the Night King family will decline.
And Ye Suiyun also consumed a lot after a night of fighting.
One goes down and the other goes up
He wants to kill Ye Suiyun first.
He wants to break the balance between the highest levels of combat power.
This battle is not only for the annexation of the Demon Monk, but also for the victory of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
Take advantage of his weakness and take advantage of his strength.
In martial arts competitions, everyone relies on their abilities, but in life-and-death battles, the fight is always about killing you while you are sick. Who can tell you what fairness is? !
Song Yan saw that the souls of many monks were being pulled in and quickly refined into the Ten Thousand Soul Flags. Although it was unstable, it did not need to be stable. He was able to use it instantly.
Zifu's Yuan exploded, his fingers clasped slightly, his cold gaze lowered, and he quickly locked onto Ye Suiyun in the distance.
Chi.
Chichichi.
The soul condenses cause and effect, the evil spirit evaporates, compresses into liquid, and then becomes solid.
Song Yan's hand was empty, and he grabbed a long spear in his right hand.
"Go!"
The spear passed through Changhong and locked onto Ye Suiyun, targeting the great elder who had rebelled against the ancient tribe.
After using the gun, Song Yan did not wait to see the result. As his five fingers danced, he took out slender and concealed solid embroidery needles.
Whoosh whoosh!
The needle follows the gun, silently.
When Ye Suiyun saw that the blow was actually coming towards him, there was a hint of jest in his eyes, and he sneered: "I've been underestimated, so let me show you the power originally prepared for my patriarch."
As soon as the words fell, his strength, which had been weakened by the rising sun, suddenly rose again, and a terrifying blood-colored brilliance burst out from his faded jet-black wings.
"Ye Wuzheng, you idiot, watch out!"
The great elder flapped his wings, and his speed suddenly increased. He closed his eyes and flew into the air. In an instant, he was already a hundred feet away, as if he was crossing the void and moving instantly.
Ye Wuzheng, the leader of the ancient Night King clan, frowned suddenly, his pupils tightened, and he said in shock: "How come you are not affected by the sun?!"
Ye Suiyun didn't answer, and his speed became faster and faster, reaching Song Yan in just one sentence.
As he entered, the array shield in front of him shattered like fragile eggshells.
Only then did the monks on the empty boat where Song Yan was located react and retreat in shock.
When the strong wind came, Song Yan remained motionless, raised his head and clasped his fingers fiercely.
The originally fast Shagu spear suddenly turned into a rapid one.
The sudden change in speed happened to intercept Ye Suiyun from the side.
However, at this moment, Ye Suiyun shouted to himself, and his speed actually increased several points faster than before!
The ancient Night King clan could only use these dual bursts of power at midnight, but Ye Suiyun used it during the day.
The evil spear had already hit Ye Suiyun, but was pulled away slightly due to its speed. Maybe it was only a matter of time before it hit, but before that, Ye Suiyun was able to reach Song Yan in advance and kill Song Yan.
Song Yan looked cautious.
Something unexpected happened, Ye Suiyun was actually pretending to be "weak during the day", which surprised even Ye Wuzheng. As the leader of the ancient Night King clan, he naturally knew that his family members would never be able to burst out with this level of power during the day. Since it can explode, it must also be hidden.
Seeing the great elder of the ancient Night King clan rushing towards him, Song Yan still scanned the direction of the demon monk first.
After the silver-faced and red-robed demon monk saw him offering his evil spear, he suddenly began to fall down and headed towards the direction of the Ice Mirror Soul Thrust.
Everyone is adjusting their combat strategies according to the situation.
Song Yan couldn't care less about the demon monk.
He was afraid of a sneak attack by the demon monk.
The demon monk walked away. Although he was wary, he could focus on dealing with Ye Suiyun in front of him.
As soon as he grabbed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, he used all his strength to control the evil spear and embroidery needle while shaking his body violently.
He escaped from the mysterious energy, his thoughts escaped again, his body was carefree and free, and in a blink of an eye, he had escaped Ye Suiyun's almost certain catch amidst the exclamations, and then he turned into a rainbow and flew into the sky again, and in the blink of an eye he was Baizhang.
Ye Suiyun was stunned for a moment, then turned around and chased after him crazily.
However, no matter how hard he chased, he only got closer and closer.
But the evil gun was getting closer and closer to him.
Ye Suiyun suddenly narrowed his eyes because he found that the red spear was rapidly collapsing, and as the space crossed and time passed, the red spear collapsed faster and faster.
The stronger the monk, the longer it takes to refine it. The Zifu Yuan Explosion Technique that Song Yan temporarily refined is naturally unstable, but that doesn't matter. He originally just wanted to "borrow external power first, and then use the power of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner".
After the unstable evil spear, he also hides the stable evil spear.
It's just that the former is constructed with the fresh souls of many monks and demons who died in battle, and is extremely powerful. If the "Stable Evil Spear" wants to reach this level, it will consume less than half of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner's stored souls!
Ye Suiyun said secretly: 'Then wait until this gun collapses! ’
Song Yan knew best in his heart: ‘It won’t collapse so quickly! ’
The two people's minds were racing, and together with the shot, it was like three rapid rays of light, a tapestry of lightning flashes in the void, intertwining rapidly, dazzling those who looked at it.
Many monks looked at them in astonishment. Although they did not speak, almost everyone was shocked and secretly said, "How can this Zifu monk fight with the Divine Infant to such an extent?"
After today, the name of Tang Han, the genius of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, will surely resound throughout this continent, and he will even be dubbed the "first person under the Divine Infant". However, it is said that Tang Han is only in the early stage of the Zi Mansion!
Finally
The evil gun is approaching, but it has not completely collapsed.
Ye Suiyun felt the edge of the gun, and in desperation, temporarily gave up the pursuit. A pair of blood wings containing the power of the early stage of the Divine Infant immediately wrapped itself into a ball for defense.
He knew that this blow was terrifying, but he was a Divine Infant cultivator. How could he be unable to withstand the power of a mere junior from Zi Mansion?
Song Yan also paused slightly.
"Broken!"
In the next moment, the solid spear and the embroidery needle that followed began to disintegrate, and the terrifying power of causal explosion had already struck.
Ye Suiyun also had his first collision with this incoming force.
His pupils suddenly widened.
‘What power is this! ! ! ’
‘How is this possible? ’
Ye Suiyun's heart pounded.
A feeling of panic emerged.
But he was extremely confused.
How could a mere junior possess such terrifying power?
Song Yan remained expressionless and continued to cast spells.
"Explode!"
Ye Suiyun felt an extremely terrifying explosion force coming from him. The explosions of cause and effect were chain-linked, not only attacking the surface of his body, but also frantically attacking his soul.
For just a moment, he felt a sharp pain in his soul, but the exploding red light was just the beginning.
‘What kind of spell is this? ’
'What's this? ! ’
Ye Suiyun couldn't believe it. He had lived for thousands of years and had never seen such a terrifying spell.
He felt blood begin to seep through his fragile body.
Big drops of blood quickly covered him into a bloody man.
Time imitated and pressed the slow button, his natal secret treasure also began to be corroded, and collapse was imminent.
A thought suddenly came to his mind: He might have to die here today and become a joke among the divine infants who would be instantly killed by the juniors of Zi Mansion.
Is this guy still in the early stages of Zi Mansion?
If someone had told him before that Zifu could defeat the Divine Infant Realm in the later stage, he would have laughed.
But now, he is about to be killed instantly by a junior from the early stage of Zi Mansion!
"This kid is too difficult to deal with. If I step forward, I will definitely be killed by him.
Demon Mother, pull him into the soul threshold!
Your magic mother lock is usually used to lock the magic baby, so that guy will definitely pull it right!
Then I came in together, I digested that kid first, and then I figured out the follow-up! ”
The demon monk who fell into the Ice Mirror Wasteland quickly transmitted his message.
The Ice Mirror Soul Threshold has been opened. Across the first layer of the tumor realm, Demon Mother Su Yao can also see the scene outside. She nodded and said: "This kid is really weird. His spells can't be seen at all." It's like this, but it's like ancient times. No! At least it's a magic from ancient times. In that case, I'll pull him in, and you'll swallow him first."
The demon monk's thoughts suddenly changed, and he suddenly said: "You pull me together, otherwise my identity will be completely exposed. But if you pull me in, then I can explain it afterwards."
Demon Mother Su Yao looked at Pilan Po high in the sky in the distance, smiled, and said: "Idiot, do you think you didn't show any flaws?"
"What?"
"The bug lady above is in the late stage of the Divine Infant. With her three thoughts merging into the sky, the realm embryo is beginning to form, and it is also possible to steal the sky and change the sun. Do you think you can bewitch it with your half-hearted methods?"
"Pilan Po? Late stage of divine infant?!"
The demon monk was stunned and murmured, "That's not right. If that's the case, why didn't it enter the soul threshold of the King of Demons in the first place?"
For a time, many doubts emerged.
But the demon monk had no time to think about it and said anxiously: "Pull that kid first! I'll swallow him first!"
The moment Tang Xiaoxuan saw the power of the explosion below, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. Then, with his fingers slightly pressed together, the physical natal secret treasure, the Hundred Phases of Life and Death Stake, was instantly blasted towards Pilan Po.
It was impossible for him to give Pilanpo a chance to save people.
And as long as Ye Suiyun is defeated, even if he does not die, the balance of high-end power will be broken.
The balance of victory has already tipped towards the Ancient Clan, and even if the follow-up reinforcements have not yet arrived, it is already a foregone conclusion.
"Come on, come on, your opponent is me!"
Tang Xiaoxuan's eyes flashed with lightning, locking firmly on Pilan Po.
However, in the face of his attack, Pilan Po did not move.
The next moment, a big black wind suddenly arose in the void.
The wind roared, blowing away the scorching sun rising into the sky at this time, blowing away the Baixiang Life and Death Stake that Tang Xiaoxuan had attacked, blowing out the life of the surrounding monks, and also blowing away the explosive and cracking long spears and embroidery flowers. Needle.
Ye Suiyun was not surprised by Pilanpo's power. At this time, he felt a slight pressure and thought to himself: 'Did you get your life back? ’
After thinking about it, he became more and more excited: 'With Pilan Po taking action, my life is safe! ’
He spread his already pitted wings and backed away hastily.
How could Song Yan be willing to let him retreat?
As soon as he put his hands together, another blood-red solid spear came out and shot at Ye Suiyun's back without mercy.
This shot cleared a large area of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. It was more stable and more powerful than the previous evil spear that was temporarily formed by using the souls of many monks.
The bright red evil spirit rippled in the air, and the soul exploded and dispersed the cause and effect. The remaining soul flew quietly high into the sky, giving people a sense of coldness and tranquility.
Song Yan's eyes were cold and murderous.
If he wants to kill someone, he will not stop halfway, and he will not hesitate or hesitate just because he encounters difficulties!
"Death!!"
Push the gun with your right palm.
I don't know when my left hand has put away the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, and stretched out its five fingers.
Ye Suiyun just managed to save his life. Faced with this sudden shot, he desperately looked up in the direction of Pilanpo and shouted: "Help me!!! Help me!!!"
Tang Xiaoxuan's pupils tightened. He glanced at the surrounding environment, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely: "Tang Han, retreat! This insect is hidden too deep, it is the late stage of the divine infant!!" "It's too late."
Pilanpo said lightly, and its figure disappeared and appeared beside Ye Suiyun. Its five fingers spread out and turned into five jet-black hurricanes, wiping towards the evil spear. A kind of "the same force of heaven and earth, all The feeling of "helping this person is irresistible" emerged from the hearts of everyone.
Ye Suiyun can't die.
And this genius of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan is probably going to be in big trouble.
The aura of the Divine Infant in the later stage is no longer hidden, and the monks at a slightly lower level have completely lost their will to fight.
"I said I'd kill you, I'll kill you!"
"If you cut the grass without removing the root, when will the injustice be repaid?!"
Song Yan never retreated from his fighting spirit. Since that day when he realized his true self and true feelings, he has had his own persistence and his own obsession. The obsession that he condensed day and night on the edge of the sea of suffering among the endless obsessions of others has all returned. His whole body made his own obsession stronger, more terrifying, and more crazy!
If you can't use your own obsessions to override the obsessions of all sentient beings, then if you are caught up in someone else's obsession, can you tell the difference between me and someone else?
He must be like this, because if not, he will be lost sooner or later!
Once it goes deep, it is also deep with affection, deep with lust, and deep with killing!
"Death!!!"
Facing Pilanpo who appeared beside Ye Suiyun, and facing the late stage divine infant who had the same power as heaven and earth, the Shagu spear had already disappeared into the five pitch-black hurricanes, and the power of the Shagu Soul Explosion turned into a shattering and tearing red color. Lightning, like the beating heart in a hurricane.
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Song Yan locked his eyes on Ye Suiyun, and stretched his five fingers into afterimages. The energy of the five elements gathered from the surroundings, and the profound energy of the five elements stacked up one mountain after another, eleven layers in an instant.
All the five elements of white hole crystal jade were opened, and a vortex was stirred wherever his palm landed, causing all the profound energy to gather crazily in his direction.
This made the Xuan Mountain become more solid and terrifying.
"Are you crazy? Do you insist on killing me? What grudge do we have?!!"
Ye Suiyun is the great elder of the ancient Ye King clan. Who has he not seen in thousands of years? But this is really the first time I’ve seen this crazy talent!
He is in the early stage of a divine infant!
And Tang Xiaoxuan had already claimed that Pilanpo was in the late stage of the Divine Infant, so how could he still dare to take action? !
Why should he?
How dare he?
Song Yan didn't answer.
It's such a natural thing, why should I answer it?
"Huh?"
Pilanpo suddenly noticed the mysterious power behind Song Yan.
The next moment, Song Yan took a step forward.
At this step, the whole world seemed to be trampled under his feet. Even if Pilanpo had help from heaven and earth, so what? The infinite profound energy was superimposed. With the complete concentration of essence, energy and spirit, coupled with the terrifying physique, the power of the Zifu monk fell from the sky in an instant.
That energy condensed into a terrifying shadow of a big foot - Song Yan's foot!
With one stomp, all the surrounding forces rushed towards Ye Suiyun crazily.
In the distance, Princess Xi's pupils tightened, because she truly saw the power of Dragon Elephant Nine Bloods in this kick!
Pilan Po raised her hand to block.
However, this kick passed through Pilanpo's black wind and stepped hard on Ye Suiyun's wings that were temporarily protecting her body.
Click! !
Bang! ! !
Ye Suiyun's body collapsed and shattered.
The mountains below were like paper, being flattened by this foot, and the ground collapsed, sinking several feet deep, leaving deep footprints. The mysterious energy swirled in all directions, making the footprints seem to be solidified.
Ye Suiyun, die! !
No matter what secrets he has, or why he can use the talents of the ancient Night King clan during the day, it doesn't matter anymore.
Dead people cannot make waves.
No one can describe the silence and shock of this moment.
An early-stage Zifu killed an early-stage divine infant in front of a late-stage divine infant?
Is this a joke? !
Seeing that Ye Suiyun was dead and gone, Song Yan felt relieved, then turned around and wanted to escape quickly.
However, Pilanpo's eyes had slowly focused on him. Behind the strange silver mask, a pair of insect eyes were uncertain, seeming to be thinking about something.
At this moment, Tang Xiaoxuan was already shooting in the direction of Song Yan. No matter what, he wanted to protect this genius of his clan.
On the other side, in front of the ice mirror soul.
The demon monk almost shouted the word "take action".
Hiss.
Hiss! !
An invisible lock of gray light suddenly tore through the space, shot towards Song Yan at an incredible speed, penetrated his body surface, and instantly entangled his soul.
Now that the demon monk had woken up and knew that he had been seen through by Pilanpo, he stopped acting at this time, turned around and rushed directly into the ice mirror soul threshold, and then waited for the lock used by the demon mother to bind the demon infant to pull Song Yan into the soul threshold. Then complete it, make it whole.
Song Yan was about to turn around and join Tang Xiaoxuan, but as soon as he moved, a gray light had already wrapped around him.
The gray light was in the shape of a lock, and it was extremely burning. If it touched an ordinary monk, with just this one touch, the monk would immediately be knocked out of his mind.
Not only that, this gray light Song Yan looked inexplicably familiar.
The next moment, the gray shackles circled around the gray surface of his soul, as if trying to lock him, but everyone was covered in gray light, and it seemed that no one could do anything to anyone.
So, the gray light shackles retreated again.
Having just rushed into the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold, the Demon Monk, who was lying on the edge of the Soul Threshold and looking out, looked at this scene with a blank look on his face.
It cannot be understood.
Demon Mother Su Yao frowned and said: "His soul is very powerful, and it actually has our breath. What's going on?"
The demon monk said: "You have to understand what he has experienced."
After saying that, it hurriedly said: "No! Song Yan can't die outside!"
But no matter what it says, the situation at hand has completely broken away from its original calculation and is heading towards an unknown future.
Mid-air
When Pilanpo saw Ye Suiyun's death, she never showed any pity. She just looked at the genius of the ancient tribe who was about to escape but was slightly hindered, and the gray light shackles that were withdrawn in time, and escaped into the ice mirror soul threshold. The Demon Monk and Insect King showed a hint of a smile, and then let out a weird laugh: "Found it!"
As soon as the words fell, in the demon not far behind it, a figure changed rapidly, its momentum expanded rapidly, and in an instant it transformed into a white elephant-headed demon.
As soon as the demon appeared, Tang Xiaoxuan had despair written on his face.
"Elephant King?!"
Emperor Shi, the emperor of the Baixiang clan!
Plus Pilampo!
This is the arrival of the top combat forces of the Mountain and Sea Monster Kingdom!
If Ancestor Yanzhang was still there, the Wuxiang Ancient Clan might be able to resist, but not now!
Pilanpo moved his hands, and the black hurricane instantly blocked the surrounding area.
Song Yan rushed left and right, but was still caught by the hurricane.
The hurricane pressed hard and threw him towards the ice mirror soul threshold.
Bang!
In an instant, Song Yan broke open the surface of the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold and stumbled into the tumor realm amid the spreading ripples.
Emperor Shixiang didn't care about the monks in the sky, and landed directly at the entrance of the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold, as if waiting for something.
Pilanpo looked at Tang Xiaoxuan, who was waiting in formation, and Ye Wuzheng not far away, and said calmly: "You have lost this battle. But I have no intention of killing people now, so get out."
After all, it landed directly at the entrance to the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold.
Tang Xiaoxuan gritted his teeth and said: "This son is an important member of my Wuxiang clan"
Before he finished speaking, Emperor Shixiang interrupted him and said in a loud voice: "This son's surname is Song and his name is Yan. He is pregnant with the rare treasure of our mountain and sea monster clan. We are here to get it. As for the clan members? Only idiots like you can do it." will be cheated.”
Pilan Po looked at Gaokong and said: "Now that I have explained it clearly, get out of here and don't wait for my murderous thoughts to disappear and reappear."
Tang Xiaoxuan:
Behind him, Ye Wuzheng said: "Brother Xiaoxuan, leave the green hills without fear of running out of firewood. Let's retreat for now and wait for reinforcements."
Tang Xiaoxuan took a few deep breaths, raised his hands and made a fist, and said: "Withdraw in batches!"
The monks evacuated in batches. Fortunately, the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan actually kept their word and did not pursue them.
This kind of thing is extremely rare.
Ye Wuzheng said: "Brother Xiao Xuan, the exotic treasure carried by the genius of your clan is really important enough. It is so important that the Insect Woman Elephant Emperor doesn't even want to hunt us down."
He secretly clicked on the four words "prodigy of the clan" as a way of emphasizing it, which gave the leader of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan a thorn in his heart.
After all, whether it is true or not, it is not a good thing for him to have such a terrifying genius in a neighboring country.
Tang Xiaoxuan's face was cold, and Emperor Shi Xianghuang's words echoed repeatedly in his mind.
But whether the other party is Tang Han, Song Yan, or the reincarnation of Feng Chengzi, it doesn't actually matter, because the other party is indeed recognized by Yin Yang Xuanlong, and possesses the powerful innate soul secret technique of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
Suddenly, an idea broke into his mind.
This idea became even clearer when combined with Song Yan's previous years in the mortal world.
Maybe Song Yan has reached the middle stage of Zifu, but he didn't want to practice the "Hundred Phases of Origin and Destruction", so he lied that he was still at the early stage.
As for why you don't want to.
As the clan leader, he also had speculations.
The secret of natal life is extremely important for a monk, and only by choosing the "Hundred Phases of Life and Death Stake" can one be truly and permanently bound to the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
He had not thought about this before, but now that he thought about it, he felt that it was really a possibility.
But no matter what, just find a way to rescue Song Yan first, and then let him practice the "Hundred Phases of Creation and Destruction Stake".
If he is willing to practice, he will be the strongest person in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan for more than five thousand years.
If he refuses, there is another way! !
Ice Mirror Soul Threshold, the entrance to the first tumor realm.
The gray mist is mixed with many causes and effects and is falling all over the sky.
Anyone who is exposed to this mist will go crazy.
But Song Yan didn't.
That much gray mist stained the surface of his soul, just like water droplets falling on a furnace, disappearing with a "chi" sound.
He stabilized his body, took a deep breath, and saw the two people opposite him.
One is a demon monk with a silver face and red robes.
There is also a ponytail, long legs, and a sword robe. Although the silver hair is shawled and the eyes are hidden, the delicate face and appearance are clearly distinguishable.
"Su Yao?"
Song Yan never expected that Su Yao would not only come back from the dead, but also meet him here.
His pupils narrowed slightly.
Demon Mother Su Yao lifted her hair slightly, looked at him with interest, and asked with a smile: "You also climbed out of the sea of suffering? Are you fighting with the demon monk?"
Song Yanchang sighed and said: "Yao'er, you still understand me. It's really hard for me to grow old."
After that, he looked at the Demon Mother Su Yao seriously, with tenderness in his eyes, and said: "I haven't seen you for many years, I miss you very much."
The Demon Mother Su Yao smiled and said: "Unfortunately, I am not."
"No! You are!"
Song Yan said excitedly, "Don't think I don't know. The existence of you and me is just the obsession of cause and effect. We have no souls! Although you are the cause and effect of another great existence, your soul belongs to Yao'er. ! So, you are Yaoer! ”
"Oh?"
Demon Mother Su Yao smiled brighter and brighter.
Song Yan's eyes flashed with memories, and he murmured: "I still remember the first time we met, it was on Nanzhu Peak. At that time, you suddenly ran from a distance, sat across from me, and asked me if we wanted to be together. Then For a moment, my heart.”
The Demon Mother Su Yao laughed.
The demon monk was speechless and interrupted sharply: "Little thief! What are you talking about?"
Song Yan said: "I didn't expect this to be my old friend. We are not only friends, but also have a relationship that goes far beyond friends. I can't help but be able to meet again. I think I can make more friends with this old friend. Noisy.”
Demon Mother Su Yao giggled and said, "It's a pity that you destroyed my sacrifice."
Song Yanqi asked: "Are you a demon baby?"
The demon monk yelled: "Look! Look! He doesn't even know who you are, he's just talking nonsense here!"
The Demon Mother Su Yao held up her chin charmingly and said: "I am the Demon Mother, the Nine Sons Demon Mother."
The demon monk said: "Why do you want to answer him?"
Song Yan:.
He had learned about the Obsession Layer of the Sea of Bitterness, the Demonic Infant, and the Demonic Monk from some information about the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, but he absolutely did not know about the Nine Sons Demonic Mother.
But not important.
At this moment, he was already standing on the stage of a duel with the Demon Monk, where it was either you die or I lived.
And the attitude of this mysterious existence in front of you will determine many things.
He had to fight tooth and nail to get it.
He was no longer able to take care of the external affairs, such as the Elephant King and the Chong Po.
He didn't know what the odds were.
But it must be fought for.
Therefore, he must say something that "will be forgotten immediately after saying it" and make some vows that "although he has made it, he will never fulfill it".
"Great!"
Song Yan's eyes lit up, and he stroked his hands and said, "In the past, I was still worried that Yao'er couldn't keep up with me. Now that you are here, all the problems have been solved.
You see, you are a demon mother, and I also look like a demon, right?
We have such a deep connection, we are a perfect match.
Compared to trash like the Demon Monk, I think my execution ability will be higher.
If I had known you were Yao'er, how could I have destroyed the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect?
Isn’t it because I think this is a trap by the demon monk?
If you want to blame, blame the demon monk!
It ruined your sacrifice! ”
The demon monk said angrily: "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"
Song Yan looked at the Demon Mother Su Yao affectionately as if there was no one around, and said seriously: "And I will bring you more sacrifices to help you come as soon as possible!"
Demon Mother Su Yao covered her lips and laughed, then raised her head, showing a bit of shyness, and asked: "Is it true?"
Demonic Monk:.
(End of chapter)