Hua Zhengxian rushed over like crazy and pushed away the flames.
Demons don't die that easily. The shark's tears are gone. The worst she can do is find it all over again. She just needs to keep a little bit of it and keep it.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor knocked Hua Zhengxian away and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Black smoke came out along the flames that Hua Zhengxian had opened, and instantly escaped into darkness.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor landed on the ground, glanced at the flames, and looked away lightly. As long as someone dealt with the demon, it didn't matter who the demon was.
"it's all over."
"Not yet! Impossible!" When everything was collapsing, Hua Zhengxian sensed death.
Hua Zhengxian looked up to the sky and howled, roared crazily, and began to age rapidly, "Then you all can stay and be buried together!"
"Stubborn." The Saint Yuan Ancestor prepared an attack.
"Meow~"
A cat meow, small and useless, inaudible amidst the deafening roar.
The white cat Suxue couldn't understand that her master was no longer her master. Although his master became violent, he was still her master. His weak body could not block the attack of the Saint Yuan Ancestor, but in the end it died at the hands of its master. In his arms, it felt lucky.
Saint Yuan Ancestor's attack penetrated the white cat Suxue and Hua Zhengxian.
Not wanting to give Hua Zhengxian any chance, Saint Yuan Ancestor summoned the cremated soul. The soul struggled to find a way, and Saint Yuan Ancestor sighed.
Suddenly the flames suddenly increased in size.
Shui Miaomiao, who was surrounded by her own fire-bending skills, felt the scorching heat. In an instant, the flames became extremely disobedient and wanted to break away.
Almost being burned by the flames he had transformed into, the Holy Ancestor retreated. With a roar, a phantom phoenix was born from the flames and soared into the sky.
The white cat Suxue was fed the Phoenix Pill. The original intention was that Hua Zhengxian thought that the cat was given to Hua Zhengya by the Saint Yuan Ancestor, so she wanted to keep it alive.
The phoenix rises from the fire and is reborn.
The Holy Ancestor narrowed his eyes, counted in his hands, and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
That's all, it can't be calculated, and he can't control what happens next.
Sit on the floor and adjust your breath.
Looking at the flames that were still burning nearby, he said, "With the temperature of your fire, the person would have been burned to ashes, and you wouldn't be able to tell who it is."
Shui Miaomiao slowly dispersed the flames, but she didn't expect the Saint Yuan Ancestor to know the intention.
"Just a random guess." It really doesn't matter who the devil is, as long as he is dead, Saint Yuan Ancestor looked at Shui Miaomiao with a surprised expression on his face, "It's you? The prosperity of immortality is really wonderful."
After saying this, the Saint Yuan Ancestor started coughing violently, and every cough was filled with blood.
Shui Miaomiao could sense that the aura around Saint Yuan Ancestor was very active, as if it was about to devour him, "Shall I call someone for you?"
"Excuse me, please call Jian Cichen for me."
Touching Shui Yingyin's waist badge, Shui Miaomiao took a breath. Lord Tuo Yan was really trying to kill him before he died, forcibly grabbing a piece of his own flesh.
Bones were visible on the shoulders, and blood was flowing like a fountain.
The guilt in Shui Miaomiao's heart disappeared without a trace along with the flesh.
"What's going on outside?"
Shui Miaomiao didn't know anything about the part where Duke Yihao was shouting, and she was still wondering why she suddenly targeted Hua Zhengxian.
Immortal Master Xianyan arrived soon.
He didn't show much emotion towards the Saint Yuan Ancestor who was about to emerge at any moment. The Saint Yuan Ancestor had warned him before he came.
"You still remember everything I taught you."
Kneeling in front of the Holy Ancestor, Xianyan Xianzun nodded solemnly, "Don't forget a word."
"That's good, that's good."
Shui Miaomiao felt that everything was strange. Even the Saint Yuan Ancestor was like this, why didn't Wen Renxian come?
Wen Renxian thought that he had also heard the accusations made by Duke Yi Hao before his death, but it was a pity that the Saint Yuan Ancestor did not allow him to come. It would have been too easy to cause casualties.
Anyone can die, only Wen Renxian can't get into trouble.
Shui Miaomiao, who received no response and had no one to pay attention to her, soon fainted. Shui Miaomiao, who had been involved in the battle, even though she seemed fine at the moment, was bound to be affected internally.
It’s okay to feel dizzy.
Xianyan Xianzun glanced at Shui Miaomiao, just like his master, he was the most obedient only when he was fainted.
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Lan Jixuan watched the invisible mountain fire spread, destroying the sky and the earth, and collapsed on the ground. He found Hua Yixian, but he couldn't take Hua Yixian away.
Because of the appearance of the Saint Yuan Ancestor, people feel that the Demon King's resurrection is not a big deal. The Saint Yuan Ancestor will handle it and will definitely stop Hua Zhengxian.
So my mind is active again.
Try your best to get benefits from this bad debt.
Seeing Hua Yixian being dragged away, Lan Jixuan was helpless. At that moment, he seemed to realize that the essence of the world of gods and demons is selfishness, and cultivation is the elimination of human nature.
And he doesn't want to be such a person!
"Let me go." Lan Jixuan argued as Lan Han pinned him to the ground.
Lan Han criticized all Lan Jixuan's actions today with a blank expression, "Yi Hao Gong always said that the Lan family would be handed over to you in the future. I think you are extremely incompetent."
Hua Yixian, who didn't know anything, was dragged by life and locked in shackles, while Lan Jixuan was also knocked unconscious by Lan Han and thrown to Lan Bai.
"Gong Yihao really said that the future of the Lan family will be in the hands of this boy?"
"Don't you believe your own son?"
"None of these sons is lovable, one is self-righteous, one is as stupid as a pig, one is weak and incompetent, and there is another one." Lan Han glanced at Lan Jixuan, "How can you be the writer of such a sentimental book?"
"What is written by such a writer is the most authentic."
"Reality? Do people in the world of gods and demons still need reality now? They just love to live in illusions and do things that deceive themselves and others."
Lan Hanlian left with a smile.
"Hua Zhengya, no, it's Hua Zhengxian. If she dies, no one in the Hua family will survive. They are all traitors to mankind. If you don't use your good time to make a name for the Lan family, you will waste your time looking for the boy from the Hua family." ·····”
Lan Jixuan knew everything, could guess the true intentions of Duke Yi Hao, and could immediately figure out the fate of the entire Hua family, but he could do nothing.
Everyone is so powerless, being dragged forward by fate, unable to look back, and having no choice...
Mu Cang fell to the ground, a little disappointed. He also heard Yi Haogong's accusation. He thought that Shui Miaomiao would appear, so he wanted to see her again.
The body that was tortured by lightning and strange symbols that day was riddled with holes, and the power gained from the symbols gradually dissipated.
Mu Cang just wanted to take a look at Shui Miaomiao before dying quietly, but he couldn't walk anymore.
A wisp of black smoke passed by in the sky, stunned for a moment, and then fell back.
Is this a human being?
Why can I still use my demonic energy?
He is in urgent need of a carrier or he will really perish, but these ants cannot withstand his power, and he has no way to occupy humans with high cultivation levels now.
He sensed a knife that could be used as a temporary vehicle, but it was a little far away and might change, but now there was a more attractive alternative, which made it difficult to choose.
"Hoo~~, hoo!" Mu Cang, who had just died a second ago, suddenly exhaled a big breath, opened his eyes, and the whites and eyeballs exchanged crazily.
Something's wrong!
Why is the immortality in this human being disintegrating!
Who set this trap on yourself!
If he takes over this body, he will be gone. Immortal fate is the rule of survival in the world of gods and demons.
He didn't dare to fight for it, but it seemed it was too late to leave. Mu Cang's desire to survive turned into magic, and he absorbed power crazily...
"Hey! Why is this kid lying here? He doesn't know where to find a safe place to hide."
An Jue Lao, who was passing by and wanted to see the Saint Yuan Ancestor off, looked at Mu Cang who was lying on the ground bleeding black blood from his orifices.
In the fight between Saint Yuan Ancestor and Hua Zhengxian, if he had not died at that time, he might not have survived for a few days. As for this kid, is he still angry?
An Jue Lao kicked Mu Cang.
Still angry.
After the master-disciple meeting, An Jue thought for a while and finally gave up the plan of going to see the mourner and stepped forward to carry Mu Cang away.
