Chapter 173 172 One Step to the Sky to Kill the Divine Infant, Shameless as a Madman (83K Words Long Chapter, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 173 172. One step to the sky to kill the divine infant, shameless like a madman (8.3K words-big chapter please subscribe)

Ice Mirror Wasteland

The fierce battle on the battlefield of the monks lasted for almost a day, and the number of dead was already countless, and they were silent in the corpses. After seven days, they completely withdrew 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 corpses. After a simple pull, they flew into the air and went to the direction of the empty boat of the monks' central army.

The "Purple Mansion Yuan Explosion Technique" of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is not unlimited, just because it consumes a lot of energy to extract the evil spirit.

If it were an ordinary person's soul, it would destroy a large piece of it once it was used.

Before, Song Yan used it to kill Mu Lieyang in an instant just to show his power in soul explosion and to prevent any variables.

However, the "Purple Mansion Yuan Explosion Technique" is definitely not an "ordinary attack", but a very consuming one, which can be called a forbidden technique.

In a real cultivator battlefield, if someone sets up such a soul-borrowing formation in advance, someone will definitely see through it and avoid fighting with the opponent here. However, no one has found any traces of such a formation in this Ice Mirror Wasteland.

But at this time, such a soul-borrowing formation suddenly appeared, causing everyone to be shocked and look sideways.

At this time, most of the cultivators who were fighting had not yet reacted, but the beings on the Crimson Palace had already looked around in surprise.

Tang Xiaoxuan, Pilanpo, Ye Wuzheng, and Ye Suiyun also cast their eyes.

These four are the Divine Infant Realm who appeared on the battlefield now.

"The Ten Thousand Souls Banner Sacrifice Array? No, it is more flexible and more convenient than the Sacrifice Array. As for the center of the array, it is Tang Han's palm, no wonder it was not discovered. So that's the case, but how is this possible?!" Ye Suiyun saw the source in an instant, and also recognized the origin of this method, but showed a look of surprise.

"If the palm is the center of the formation, won't the body collapse in a few moves?" Tang Xiaoxuan frowned. He didn't want his own genius to use this kind of power that would consume himself. But thinking of the news sent back before, he felt a little relieved, because he had realized that this fellow must have obtained some great opportunity before and after the possession.

More and more eyes fell on Song Yan.

On the central army's empty boat, the young man who was originally teasing the female cultivator and indulging in pleasure had stood up, his black hair dancing wildly, and his deep expression seemed to be observing something.

Song Yan was observing the sky.

The sky went through dusk, late night, midnight, early morning, and now it was dawn.

The golden sunlight exploded from the white horizon, and instantly spread on the bright ice mirror of the wasteland.

He had fun with the two beautiful female cultivators for a night, but he also secretly observed for a night.

The I realm in the late Purple Mansion is to separate me from the world. To achieve this step, you have to practice the "Original Secret Art" and use this secret art to condense into a treasure-like power composed entirely of thoughts, and use this power to fight against the small heavenly tribulation.

In the early stage of the Divine Infant Realm, I was reintegrated into the world, so that the immortal thoughts could be born. Compared with the changes in the late Purple Mansion, the "Original Secret Art" composed of thoughts gradually possessed entities, and the "Original Secret Art" gradually became the "Original Secret Treasure".

It is incredible that thoughts turned into treasures.

However, whether it is Tang Xiaoxuan's pile, the unknown black wind of Vilanpo, or Ye Wuzheng's black claws, Ye Suiyun's black wings, they have all left the scope of "Original Secret Art" and become "Original Secret Treasure".

From virtual to real, the power is naturally higher.

There is one thing that Song Yan does not understand, that is, Ye Wuzheng and Ye Suiyun are both from the ancient Yewang clan, why can they cultivate two different "Original Secret Treasures"?

But it was not important, because he found that the natal treasures of Ye Wuzheng and Ye Suiyun had begun to fade with the rising of the sun.

When the sun rises, the Night King clan will decline.

And Ye Suiyun also consumed a lot after a night of fighting.

This one rises and the other falls.

He wants to kill Ye Suiyun first.

He wants to break the balance between the top combat forces.

This battle is not only to swallow up the demon monk, but also for the victory of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

Take advantage of his weakness and take advantage of your own strength.

The competition is based on each other's ability, but the battle of life and death has always been to take your life while you are sick. Who talks about fairness with you? !

Song Yan saw that the souls of many cultivators were drawn here and quickly refined in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Although it was unstable, it did not need to be stable. He was originally collecting and using it instantly.

The purple palace Yuan exploded, and the five fingers were slightly buckled. The cold eyes drooped down and quickly locked onto Ye Suiyun in the distance.

Chi.

Chi, chi, chi.

The soul and spirit condensed, the evil spirit evaporated, compressed into liquid, and then solid.

Song Yan's hand was empty, and his right hand grabbed a long spear of evil spirit.

"Go!"

The spear crossed the long rainbow and locked onto Ye Suiyun, the great elder who had betrayed the ancient clan.

After firing the spear, Song Yan did not wait to see the result. As his five fingers danced, he picked up a long and thin hidden evil spirit embroidery needle.

Whoosh, whoosh!

The needle followed the spear, silently.

Seeing that the attack was actually coming at him, Ye Suiyun showed a teasing look in his eyes and sneered: "I am underestimated. Then let me show you the power originally prepared for my great clan leader."

As the words fell, his power, which had weakened with the rising sun, suddenly rose again, and the faded black wings burst into a terrifying blood-red light.

"Ye Wuzheng, you idiot, watch!"

The elder flapped his wings, his speed increased suddenly, he closed his eyes, flew into the air, and in a flash he was already a hundred feet away, as if he was crossing the void and moving instantly.

Ye Wuzheng, the patriarch of the ancient Night King clan, frowned suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he said in surprise: "Why are you not affected by the sunlight?!"

Ye Suiyun did not answer, his speed was getting faster and faster, and in the time it took to say a word, he was almost in front of Song Yan.

The shield in front of him collapsed like a fragile eggshell as he entered.

The monks on the empty boat where Song Yan was just reacted and retreated in shock.

The strong wind came, Song Yan stood still, raised his head, and clasped his five fingers.

The originally fast Sha Gu spear suddenly became fast.

The sudden change in speed just happened to cut off Ye Suiyun's side.

However, at this moment, Ye Suiyun exploded and shouted, and his speed was several points faster than before!

The Night King Clan could only use these double bursts of power at midnight, but Ye Suiyun used them during the day.

The Sha Gun had hit Ye Suiyun, but was slightly pulled away by his speed. Perhaps it was still only a matter of time before the hit, but before that, Ye Suiyun could reach Song Yan in advance and kill him.

Song Yan looked cautious.

Unexpectedly, Ye Suiyun's "weakness during the day" was actually pretended, which surprised even Ye Wuzheng. As the patriarch of the Night King Clan, he naturally knew that his family members would never be able to burst out this level of power during the day. If they can burst out, there must be a secret.

Seeing this great elder of the Night King Clan rushing over, Song Yan still scanned the direction of the demon monk first.

After seeing him use the Sha Gu spear, the silver-faced and red-robed demon monk suddenly began to fall and headed towards the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold.

Everyone was adjusting their combat strategies according to the situation.

Song Yan didn't care about the demon monk.

He was afraid of a sneak attack from the demon monk.

The demon monk went away. Although he was alert, he could focus on dealing with Ye Suiyun.

He grabbed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and used all his strength to control the Sha Gu Long Spear and the Embroidery Needle, while shaking his body violently.

He escaped in the mysterious energy, and then escaped again with his thoughts. His body was free and unrestrained. In the midst of exclamations, he had already avoided Ye Suiyun's almost certain grab, and then turned into a rainbow and flew into the sky, and in a blink of an eye, he was also a hundred feet away.

Ye Suiyun was stunned, and then turned his body and chased him frantically.

However, no matter how he chased, he was only getting closer and closer.

But the Sha Long Spear was getting closer and closer to him.

Ye Suiyun suddenly narrowed his eyes, because he found that the red long spear had a posture of collapsing rapidly, and with the crossing of space and the passage of time, the speed of the red long spear collapsing became faster and faster.

The stronger the cultivator, the longer it takes to refine. The Zifu Yuanbao Technique that Song Yan temporarily refined was naturally unstable, but it didn't matter. He was just thinking "borrowing external power first, and then using the power of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner itself".

After the unstable evil spear, he also hid the stable evil spear.

However, the former was constructed with the fresh souls of many dead monks and demons, and it was extremely powerful. If the "stable evil spear" wanted to reach this level, it would consume a small half of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner's stored souls!

Ye Suiyun secretly said: "Then wait until this spear collapses!"

Song Yan knew best in his heart: "It won't collapse so quickly!"

The two people's minds moved quickly, and the spear seemed to be three rapid lights, flashing like brocade in the void, interweaving quickly, and the people who watched were dazzled.

Many monks looked at them in astonishment. Although they did not speak, almost all of them were already surprised in their hearts, secretly saying "This Purple Mansion monk could fight with the Divine Infant to this extent"?

After today, the name of Tang Han, the Tianjiao of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, will surely resound throughout this continent, and he will even be crowned with the title of "the first person under the Divine Infant", and this Tang Han is said to be only in the early stage of the Purple Mansion!

Finally

The Sha Gun approached, but it did not completely collapse.

Ye Suiyun felt the sharpness of the gun, and helplessly gave up the pursuit temporarily. A pair of blood wings containing the power of the early stage of the Divine Infant immediately wrapped himself into a ball for defense.

He knew that this attack was terrible, but he was a Divine Infant cultivator, how could he not be able to resist the power of a mere Purple Mansion junior?

Song Yan's figure also paused slightly.

"Break!"

The next moment, the Sha Gu Long Spear and the embroidery needle that followed began to disintegrate, and the terrifying power of cause and effect explosion had already attacked.

Ye Suiyun also had the first collision with this attacking power.

His pupils suddenly widened.

'What kind of power is this! ! ! '

'How is this possible? '

Ye Suiyun's heart jumped violently.

A feeling of panic emerged.

But he was also extremely puzzled.

How could a mere junior possess such terrible power?

Song Yan had no expression on his face and continued to cast the spell.

"Explode!"

Ye Suiyun only felt the terrifying explosion power coming. The explosion of cause and effect was chained. It not only attacked the surface of the body, but also madly attacked his soul.

In 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 is this? ! '

Ye Suiyun couldn't believe it. He had lived for thousands of years and had never seen such a terrible spell.

He felt his fragile body begin to seep with blood.

Large drops of blood quickly wrapped him into a bloody man.

Time seemed to have pressed the slow button, and his life secret treasure began to be corroded and collapsed.

He suddenly had an idea in his heart: he might have to die here today, becoming a joke among the Shenying who was killed instantly by the purple mansion junior.

This guy is still in the early stages of the Zi Mansion, right?

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, he will definitely kill me.

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 the current world, but it's like ancient times. No! In this 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 haven't exposed any flaws?"

"What?"

"The insect lady above is in the late stage of the Divine Infant. With her three thoughts merging into the sky, her 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-baked 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 has been broken.

The balance of victory has already tipped to 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 vitality 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 swept away a large area in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. It was more stable and more powerful than the 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!

"die!!"

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, turning 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 in 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!

"die!!!"

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 his five fingers turned into afterimages. The five elements of energy gathered from the surroundings, and the five elements of mysterious energy piled up one mountain after another, and in an instant, it piled up eleven layers.

The five elements of white cave crystal jade were all opened, and the place where his palm fell had already stirred up a vortex, causing all the mysterious energy to gather madly in his direction.

This made the mysterious mountain more solid and terrifying.

"Are you crazy? Do you have to kill me? What hatred do we have?!!"

Ye Suiyun is the great elder of the ancient Yewang clan. What kind of people has he not seen in thousands of years? But this kind of crazy Tianjiao is really the first time he has seen it!

He is in the early stage of Shenying!

And Tang Xiaoxuan has already called out that Pilanpo is in the late stage of Shenying, how dare he take action? !

Why does he do that?

How dare he?

Song Yan did not answer.

It is so natural, why should he answer.

"Huh?"

Pilanpo suddenly noticed the mysterious energy behind Song Yan.

The next moment, Song Yan took a step forward.

With this step, the whole world seemed to be under his feet. Even if Vilanpo had the help of heaven and earth, what could it do? The infinite mysterious energy was superimposed, and with the complete condensation of the spirit, energy and spirit, coupled with the terrifying physique, the power of the Purple Mansion cultivator fell from the air in an instant.

That willpower condensed into a terrifying shadow of a big foot - Song Yan's foot!

With a stomp, all the surrounding forces rushed towards Ye Suiyun frantically.

In the distance, Princess Xi's pupils shrank, because she really saw the power of the Dragon Elephant Nine Bloods in this kick!

Vilanpo raised her hand to block it.

However, this kick passed through Vilanpo's black wind and stepped hard on the wings that Ye Suiyun had hurriedly protected his body.

Crack! !

Bang! ! !

Ye Suiyun's body collapsed and shattered.

The mountains below were like paper, flattened by this foot, and the ground collapsed, sinking several feet deep, leaving deep footprints, and the mysterious energy swirled in all directions, making the footprints seem solidified.

Ye Suiyun, dead! !

No matter what secrets he had, and why he could use the talents of the ancient Night King clan in the daytime, it was no longer important.

A dead person can't stir up any waves.

No one can describe the dead silence and shock at this moment.

An early Purple Mansion killed an early Divine Infant in front of a late Divine Infant?

What a joke? !

Seeing Ye Suiyun die, Song Yan felt relieved, and then turned around and wanted to escape quickly.

However, Vilanpo's sight had slowly focused on him. Behind the strange silver mask, a pair of insect eyes were uncertain, as if thinking about something.

At this moment, Tang Xiaoxuan had already shot towards Song Yan at a high speed. No matter what, he had to protect this Tianjiao of his own clan.

On the other side, in front of the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold.

The demon monk almost yelled the word "attack".

Hiss.

Hiss! !

A gray light surged in an invisible lock, suddenly tore through the space, shot towards Song Yan at an incredible speed, penetrated his body, and instantly entangled his soul.

The demon monk was awakened, knowing that he had been seen through by Vilanpo, so he stopped pretending and 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 baby to pull Song Yan into the Soul Threshold, and then complete it and make it complete.

Song Yan was about to turn around and join Tang Xiaoxuan, but as soon as he moved, a gray light had already entangled him.

The gray light was in the shape of a lock, extremely scorching. If it touched an ordinary cultivator, then with just this one blow, the cultivator would be directly shattered.

Not only that, Song Yan was inexplicably familiar with this gray light.

The next moment, the gray light shackles spun around the gray on the side of his soul, as if trying to lock him up, but everyone was gray light, and it seemed that no one could do anything to anyone.

So, the gray light shackles retreated again.

The demon monk who had just rushed into the soul threshold of the ice mirror and was lying on the edge of the soul threshold looking out looked at this scene with a blank face.

It couldn't understand.

The demon mother Su Yao frowned and said: "His soul power is very strong, and he actually has our breath. What's going on?"

The demon monk said: "This requires understanding what he has experienced."

After that, it hurriedly said: "No! Song Yan can't die outside!"

But no matter what it said, the current situation has completely deviated from its original calculations and is heading towards an unknown future.

Midair

Vilanpo saw Ye Suiyun fall, and did not show any regret. She just looked at the ancient clan's prodigy who was about to escape but was slightly blocked, and the gray light shackles that were withdrawn in time, and the demon monk insect king who escaped into the ice mirror soul threshold, showing a half-smile, and then raised his voice and laughed strangely: "Found it!"

As soon as the voice fell, among the demons not far behind it, a figure quickly changed, and its momentum expanded rapidly, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a white elephant-headed demon.

As soon as the demon appeared, Tang Xiaoxuan had despair written on his face.

"Elephant King?!"

The king of the White Elephant Clan of Emperor Shi!

Plus Vilanpo!

This is the top fighting force of the Shanhai Demon Kingdom!

If the ancestor Yan Zhang was still there, the Wuxiang Ancient Clan might be able to resist, but now it can't!

Vilanpo grabbed with both hands, and the black hurricane instantly blocked the surroundings.

Song Yan rushed left and right, but was still caught by the hurricane.

The hurricane pressed hard, and actually threw him towards the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold.

Bang!

In an instant, Song Yan broke through the surface of the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold, and stumbled into the Tumor Realm among the spreading ripples.

Emperor Shi Xianghuang 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.

Vilanpo looked at Tang Xiaoxuan who was on full alert and Ye Wuzheng who was not far away, and said calmly: "You have already lost this battle. But I don't want to kill anyone now, go away."

After that, it also landed directly at the entrance of the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold.

Tang Xiaoxuan gritted his teeth and said, "This boy is an important member of my Wuxiang clan."

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Shi Xianghuang interrupted him and said in a muffled voice, "This boy's surname is Song and his name is Yan. He carries a rare treasure of my Shanhai Yao clan. We have come to take it. As for the clan members? Only a fool like you would be deceived."

Vilanpo looked up at the sky and said, "Now that I have explained it clearly, get out of here quickly, don't wait for me to kill people again."

Tang Xiaoxuan:

Behind him, Ye Wuzheng sent a message, "Brother Xiaoxuan, there is no need to worry about firewood. Let's retreat for the time being and wait for reinforcements."

Tang Xiaoxuan took a few deep breaths, raised his hand and clasped his fists, and said, "Retreat in batches!"

The monks evacuated in batches. Fortunately, the Shanhai Yao clan really kept their promise and did not chase them.

This kind of thing is extremely rare.

Ye Wuzheng said: "Brother Xiaoxuan, the rare treasure held by your clan's genius is really important enough, so important that the Insect Queen Xianghuang doesn't even want to hunt us down."

He secretly pointed at the four words "clan's genius" to emphasize and plant a thorn in the heart of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan leader.

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 the words of Emperor Shi Xianghuang echoed repeatedly in his mind.

But whether the other party is Tang Han or Song Yan, or the reincarnation of Feng Chengzi, it doesn't matter, because the other party has indeed been recognized by Yin Yang Xuanlong and possesses a powerful Wuxiang Ancient Clan's innate soul secret technique.

Suddenly, an idea broke into his mind.

This idea, combined with Song Yan's things in the mortal world a few years ago, became clearer and clearer.

Maybe, Song Yan has reached the middle stage of the Purple Mansion, but he is unwilling to practice "Hundred Phases of Birth and Death", so he lied that he has been staying in the early stage.

As for why he is unwilling.

As the clan leader, he also has a guess.

The life secret technique is extremely important for a cultivator, and only by choosing "Hundred Phases of Birth and Death" can it be considered to 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 very likely.

But no matter what, first find a way to rescue Song Yan, and then let him practice "Hundred Phases of Birth and Death".

If he is willing to practice, he will be the strongest in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan for more than 5,000 years.

If he is unwilling, there are other ways!!

Ice Mirror Soul Threshold, the first tumor realm at the entrance.

The gray mist is mixed with many causes and effects, and it is scattered all over the sky.

Anyone who is infected with this mist will go crazy directly.

But Song Yan did not.

The gray mist stained the surface of his soul, just like water drops falling on a furnace, and disappeared with a "hiss".

He stabilized his body, took a deep breath, and saw the two people opposite.

One was a demon monk with a silver face and red robe.

The other one had a ponytail, long legs, and a sword robe. Although her hair was silver and her eyes were strange, her beautiful face was clearly recognizable.

"Su Yao?"

Song Yan never expected that Su Yao would not only come back to life, but also meet here.

His pupils shrank slightly.

Demon Mother Su Yao lifted her hair slightly, looked at him with interest, and asked with a smile: "You also crawled out of the sea of ​​suffering? Did you fight with the demon monk?"

Song Yanchang sighed and said: "Yao'er, you still understand me. It's really not easy for me."

After that, he looked at 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."

Demon Mother Su Yao laughed and said: "Unfortunately, I am not."

"No! You are!"

Song Yan said excitedly, "Don't think I don't know that the existence of you and me is just the cause and effect obsession. We have no soul! Although you are the cause and effect of another great existence now, your soul belongs to Yao'er! So, you are Yao'er!"

"Oh?"

Demon Mother Su Yao smiled more and more brilliantly.

Song Yan's eyes showed memories, and he murmured: "I still remember the first time we met, it was still on Nanzhu Peak. At that time, you suddenly ran from a distance, sat opposite me, and asked me if I wanted to be together. At that moment, my heart..."

Demon Mother Su Yao laughed.

The demon monk was speechless and interrupted him sternly: "Little thief! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Song Yan said: "I didn't expect that this person was actually my old friend. We are not only friends, but also have a relationship far beyond friends. I can't help but be able to meet again. I think I can do more things with this old friend."

Demon Mother Su Yao laughed and said: "It's a pity that you ruined my sacrifice."

Song Yan asked curiously: "Are you a demon baby?"

The demon monk roared: "Look! Look! He doesn't even know what you are, and he is talking nonsense here!"

Demon Mother Su Yao charmingly supported her chin and said: "I am the demon mother, the nine-son demon mother."

The demon monk said: "Why do you want to answer him?"

Song Yan:.

He has learned about the bitter sea obsession layer, demon babies, and demon monks in some information of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, but he definitely doesn't know what the nine-son demon mother is.

But it doesn't matter.

At this moment, he has stood on the duel stage with the demon monk.

And the attitude of this mysterious existence in front of him will determine many things.

He had to do his best to fight for it.

He was no longer able to care about what was happening outside, the Elephant King, and the Worm Lady.

He didn't know what his chances of winning were.

But he had to fight for it.

So, he had to say something that he would forget as soon as he said it, and make some vows that he would never fulfill even if he made them.

"Great!"

Song Yan's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and said, "I used to worry that Yao'er couldn't keep up with me. Now that you are here, all problems are solved.

You see, you are the Demon Mother, and I. Look like a demon, right?

We have such a deep cause and effect, we are a perfect match.

Compared to the trash like the Demon Monk, I think my execution ability will be a little higher.

If I had known that you were Yao'er, how could I have destroyed the Fire Worship Demon Sect?

Isn't it because I think this is a trap set 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 hear what you are saying?"

Song Yan looked at the Demon Mother Su Yao affectionately as if no one was around, and said seriously: "And I will bring you more sacrifices to help you come soon!"

The Demon Mother Su Yao covered her lips and giggled, then raised her head, showing a bit of shyness, and asked: "Really?"

Demon Monk:.