Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

As if feeling something, the ghost on the opposite side trembled slightly and took a step back.

"Yun Qing," he said in a daze, "What do you want to do? Give me the Dingyuan Stone, I really need it. Think about it back then, when we had such a good relationship, and my parents supported you so much, you Said it would help me..."

Feng Qingxiu said with a smile, "Are you Yin Po or Yin Potian now?"

In fact, he knew this answer long ago.

Even if the ghost in front of him has restored his past life memories, his mind and nature are still ordinary people who have done nothing, very afraid of death. The domineering Yin Potian back then was just the shell of his weak disguise, and he could break open with a single poke.

The other party was silent for a moment, and then raised his head, his eyes gradually firmed up: "Naturally, I am Yin Potian. The mortals in the previous life are no more than dreams."

Speaking of this, his self-confidence seemed to return to him in an instant, and he added gently and calmly: "You know the purpose of Dingyuan Stone, it must be the ancient Kunlai's Luo Qingxiao who told you, he just wants to use you and I'm only hurting both, Yun Qing, I'm also your brother, have you not understood me for so many years? I won't be a bad person."

Yes, you are a fool! Feng Qingxiu finally understood that the current opponent is in a split state. It is usually dominated by Yin Potian, and occasionally by the cowardly Yin Po. However, he said that Gu Kunlai came to pass on the news because of Luo Qingxiao's meaning, which is possible. it is true.

He can even use Ayun, and it is not difficult to use a few Gu Kunlai disciples to lead him to fight with this ghost.

Feng Qingxiu looked at him again, and suddenly released his magic power.

An anger came from the distant breath.

Feng Qingxiu raised her head slightly, and said with a chuckle: "But Master Ming Dao can't bear it?"

The Master Ming Dao who took the Heavenly Dao had few conflicts with him, and his strength was extremely strong, but if he wanted to stop him now, I was afraid that it would still be somewhat difficult.

"Why kill them all." A woman faintly sighed in the distance.

"Either it's done, or it's over. On behalf of Xi Kun Lai, I will sort things out with that Gu Kun Lai, and it will be considered as the master's share of worries." Feng Qingxiu said.

There was a long silence on the other side, before he said: "Finally, it's up to you."

Feng Qingxiu nodded, turned and headed north.

The destination this time was the dark witchland beneath the Nine Abyss in the Yuntian Territory.

The place where Gu Kunlai currently resides temporarily is also where Luo Qingxiao is—where there are people, there are celestial demons watching. He wants to find someone, but there is no place to find it.

Feng Qingxiu feels that she should be able to call the shots. Rather than waiting for these guys to use Kun-Lai with some young moths to his master, it is better to solve these hidden dangers as soon as possible. Ayun does not care about these past events. Its labor is justified!

The mountains and rivers were so fast, and the immortal was so fast, even shortly after entering the Yuntian realm, he was blocked by a dark creature that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, or a snake but not a snake.

"Your master didn't tell you, isn't Yuntianyu where you should be?" The pitch-black dragon and snake's voice was low and deep, and within a few tones, the entire sky had been stormy, lightning and thunder.

The opponent's aura is huge and terrifying, far better than all the demon saints he has seen, his body covering the sky and the sun, if only so, not far from it, he is anxiously waiting for a Hydra and a hundreds of feet. Golden roc bird.

"Father, what are you doing, come down quickly, you are still holding my daughter!" The Hydra crawled on the head of the bird and jumped vigorously. The difference between them is like a small bug crawling on the head of an eagle. But his roar is not like a little bug, "I won't play with your daughter anymore! Second dad, you have something to say!"

The Dapeng bird rolled his eyelids lazily: "Give him a hug and give you a safer hug."

"Borrowed." Feng Qingxiu said lightly.

"This is not Kun-Lai." The subtext is not to make too much noise. The monsters are very sensitive to the site. Dragon Snake sullenly said hello, then lowered the height and returned to Dapeng.

Feng Qingxiu had no intention of conflict, so naturally it should be.

At this time, the dragon head snake said again: "Father, can we send Snake Sister back quickly, Mei Snake is going to divorce me! Also, let me put the spirit crystal away, otherwise you can't keep it."

Feng Qingxiu noticed that the dragon and snake’s four claws actually claw the entire spiritual source like a hill-yes, it is not a spiritual crystal at all, together, it is almost like a mineral vein. If you give it to Taiyifeng, it will be enough. You can make thousands of Feilai Peaks and even study the Dao Palace-Feng Qingxiu feels that her heartbeat is quickening for a while, like a drum.

"Joke." Dapeng disdainfully lifted the little snake above his head into the air, "Is there any demon who dare to deceive us in this world?"

"No, listen to me, take a look at this anti-fraud guide first." Hydra said bitterly.

"roll!"

...

Feng Qingxiu watched them leave slowly, as if she didn't want to hurry up. After thinking for a while, she sighed and slapped back to Kun-Lai.

Now that the master is not there, I really can't be too arbitrary.

Will the Kun-Lai disciples not lie because they are both big demon demon saints?

Ha ha.

That's it.

He himself didn't want to let go of this kind of fat sheep, let alone Kun Lai's group of fearless guys.

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When I accidentally came to the outer realm of the Heavenly Demon last time, it was a colorless jungle with countless branches intertwined, large or small, long or short, withered or reborn.

But this time when he returned to the old place, Ji Yunlai’s cultivation base was already very different from the last time. His spiritual thoughts were like undulating tides, flooding layer after layer of branches. What he saw was no longer branches, but Countless lives.

There are countless vitality here, not only without magical thoughts, but even with endless vitality.

The outer realm is not light, colorless, tasteless, and only the spiritual body of divine consciousness rippling in it, in which the causal cycle is like observing the world from another angle.

Ji Yunlai’s fingertips transformed into a spirit body gently inserted a branch, and then, layer after layer of memory followed his fingers, and he saw the life of a Xizhou mortal--he was born in the snow and sky. Days, the midwife wrapped him in a warm swaddle. As he grew up, he would crawl, and then he was supported by his parents to run. He looked up and saw the huge Feilai Peak passing by. The parents saved him a baby money every day and told him That will be the road resource for choosing the dragon and choosing the phoenix. The disciple who has failed the election from outside will return to the village and open a class. He will go in and study, and then go all the way to the age of participating in the selection, and go forward with confidence, but there is no spiritual roots, disappointed and disappointed. Back, marry a wife and have children...

The Lord of Kun-Lai was a little aware, and he stretched out his hand to caress another thick and huge branch.

This time, he actually saw the life of a Kun-Lai disciple. He was just an ordinary disciple in Kun-Lai. He made his own medicine every day, explored new medicines with fellow practitioners, and occasionally complained. The number of times that the fryer was allowed was too few, and I didn’t dare to experiment with a more violent Dan Fang. I was complaining. The Dan furnace exploded suddenly, almost exploding him into two sections. He completed the spelling, and after finishing it, he gave him a bill that would scare him when he saw it--this Danfeng disciple just nodded and settled the bill, and complained that he had done nothing in the past six months.

Ji Yun came back and looked at the purple eyes floating beside him, thoughtfully: "So, the root of the devil is eroding and condensing all the grievances in the world."

This world is not the outer realm of the demon, but a part of reality itself. It is the manifestation of the laws of heaven and belongs to another way of expression of the world-it sounds mysterious, but it would be easier to understand it in another way-if you think of the world It is a large 3D online game, here is part of the background data infected by the virus.

Moreover, these viruses are still spreading, this is the reason Tiandao must let him come over.

Without answering, the purple eyes floated to the left and then to the right again, as if looking for something, then their pupils turned and stared at him mercilessly.

"You can't feel the root of the demon?" Ji Yunlai understood what he meant.

The purple eyes are a little bit, which means that.

"This is really troublesome," Ji Yunlai said with a wry smile, "I didn't bring Mingyu."

Mingyu is a small computer that has been with him for hundreds of years, and after countless optimizations by himself and the Blue Devil to become the final spirit, he is best at calculating this kind of thing similar to the path of heaven.

Purple eyes still stared at him.

Ji Yunlai nodded helplessly, sitting cross-legged on a huge branch, sensing the countless causal connections between these connected branches.

This is the great law that the monks of this world are missing.

It’s like missing a few piles and tall buildings can’t be taller. Without this part, the key to understanding the way of heaven is missing. No matter how hard it is to cultivate, and no matter how to find a way, it will not be able to break through that barrier. All, the cultivation base of the earth immortal is also to be expected.

This is also the reason why Ji Yunlai will come without any certainty.

Not to die, but to give it all.

Human beings can't cut off the roots of heavenly demons, but earth celestial beings may be able to.

The only problem is that the countless demons born here will not allow him to be easily promoted.

But it doesn't matter, this is what it should be, and he knows how to do it when cleaning up the demons.

Ziyan seemed a little excited, looking around looking for something.

Ji Yunlai faintly smiled: "How can the source of the devil come out easily? Just wait."

Purple eyes looked at him contemptuously.

"I'm afraid of death, Xiaoqing is still waiting for me." Ji Yunlai didn't care about his gaze, "So it's true that things can't be violated, I will withdraw."

Purple eyes jumped up to think of an electric person, but Ji Yunlai's finger held him back, and the Lord of Kun-Lai said gently: "Keep a little bit of power. Here, you can't charge it anytime."

Ziyan was very angry and slammed his finger hard.

Ji Yunlai smiled slightly, and said regretfully: "No way, you know, I won't let you control it, otherwise, you wouldn't choose a naive child like Xiao Po, and become your protagonist."

If the protagonist of Tiandao is too smart and advanced, he will have to figure out the inside story. It is not easy to gather and cultivate a great power who can finally flicker to death. If it chose Luo Qingxiao as the protagonist back then, if one is not good, the other party will kill him. I can't help it. If it's not good, it's a civil war of heaven, and I will vomit blood.

Zi Eye glanced at him angrily, turned his eyes on the branch on one side, and ignored him.

Ji Yunlai smiled softly and closed his eyes. He had a hunch that he would not know how many years it would be when he woke up after sitting.

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