Chapter 57: Cultivation of Immortality and Invincibility (57)
Aowu was almost crying.
He is still a very young beast, with dreams and ambitions, just like his two elder brothers.
Unfortunately, the people from the Medical Buddha Sect have already taken action, and the four sect masters are working together to surround Zhou Ye who is in the center!
Zhou Ye raised his eyes, a cold and indifferent light flashed in his scarlet eyes.
Black mist filled the whole body, and the condensed black dragon seemed like a violent ferocious beast released from Abi Hell. It roared and entrenched itself on Zhou Ye, roaring away at the four golden lights!
As soon as the black dragon appeared, the sky and the earth were pale.
Xunren couldn't see the bloody evil aura, but Aowu could see it clearly!
These evil spirits are carried in Zhou Ye's bones, and no one in the Wuji Immortal Realm can purify them, let alone the low-level immortal cultivation world among these three thousand small worlds!
At this moment, Aowu cried.
Crying hard.
Because of his lost happy life, he could have lived freely in the sea, but he had to follow his brother's path.
It's better now, my brothers are bringing beautiful and gentle fairy sisters.
He is leading a demon trapped in the netherworld!
Why is it different from what was promised?
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Zhou Ye! Please don't kill anyone... Oh my god, what the hell?!"
The crying was in full swing, but suddenly changed its tone and turned into choked sobs of surprise.
Aowu stared closely at the green vines flying in front of him. There were four of them, and they immediately scattered the oncoming spiritual energy!
The four gate masters all leaned back, and the four thick vines were cut off by the powerful spiritual power!
The evil black dragon that was preparing to attack suddenly stagnated.
Zhou Ye raised his red eyes and looked to his side.
In just one glance, a cool and soft robe was waved towards the face. In just a moment, the Ark carrying three people suddenly disappeared among the crowd, without any trace.
In the blink of an eye, the surrounding scene has shifted from high altitude to the lush woods.
Zhou Ye stood on top of the ark, the scarlet energy in his eyes gradually dissipating.
She said coldly.
"You don't need to take action."
Wei Jun looked at her quietly, his originally white and delicate face looking a little haggard.
The bloodless thin lips were slightly raised.
"If you attack his ancestral temple, they will fight you until death."
"So what?" So what?
Wei Jun smiled palely.
At this time, the aura around him was still as light as mist. It was of the plant type, elegant and pleasant. When he smiled, his eyebrows were gentle and gentle.
He spoke in a low voice.
"I'm just afraid that you will get hurt."
Zhou Ye frowned.
"It's normal to get hurt. I'm not afraid of it, so why should you be afraid for me?"
Yao Wuxian, who had been huddled aside and had no sense of presence, quietly listened to the conversation between the two.
Even he felt that Master's words were too sharp.
Aowu is also listening.
He had been with Zhou Ye for hundreds of years and knew how cold and heartless she was.
She speaks and does things her own way, freely, and no one dares or can control her.
Aowu is a beast with a harmonious and happy family. He knows where Zhou Ye's coolness comes from.
No one showed her kindness.
No one taught her how to treat other people's kindness.
As a contracted beast, he could vaguely sense Zhou Ye's emotions.
Unstable.
When she bullied herself in the past, she had never had such mood swings.
"Hey, I'm doing this for your own good."
At that time, Zhou Ye stood motionless, and others couldn't see the evil spirit surrounding her body. Those who didn't know better thought she was standing waiting to die.
Wei Jun said nothing.
Only the curvature of the corners of the mouth disappeared.
(End of chapter)