I have many children every time I give birth to them. I cultivate to become a god by giving birth to

Too possible.

Are there black foxes in this world?

Black Fox, it sounds so ominous.

It might be the demon fox!

But what did Hu Ji call him just now?

Little Lord?

The expressions of Yu Shixianzun and others were different.

They knew that the young master of the fox clan was the newly appointed Beiyou Immortal Lord, Linghu Bei.

It's not that they haven't seen Linghu Bei before, but when they came to congratulate the newly appointed Immortal Lord Beiyou, they only remembered his eleven flamboyant white fox tails.

His flamboyant personality and flamboyant manners were so flamboyant that they almost forgot that he also had an outstanding face.

It can be said that if you want to recognize who the Immortal Lord Beiyou is, just look for the one with eleven white fox tails.

You don't even have to recognize the face.

The whole Beiyou is like this.

This causes them to subconsciously perceive it this way.

So when Linghu Bei appeared, although his face was familiar, the pitch-black fox tail behind him made no one think that he was the flamboyant Beiyou Immortal.

I just think that the fox clan loves beauty, which is so amazing that it is not the appearance of a real person. When they transform into human form, some of them also want this face, so it is possible that they try to make it somewhat similar.

After all, it's a monster, not a human.

When a demon transforms into a human form for the first time, its appearance can be changed as it wishes, but it cannot be changed after the transformation.

Since he is the Immortal Lord Beiyou and there is no demonic energy on his body, it might be the way the demon race practices that caused his fur color to change.

As for the demon race, naturally, humans don’t have a deep understanding of them.

It seems there is no escape today.

With the head and body separated from each other in front to serve as an example to scare the monkeys, and the mountain-like gravity pressing down from behind, none of the thousands of people dared to respond.

"Since you have nothing to say, I will give you a chance to live."

The strength of the immortals in the upper three heavens should not be underestimated, and naturally they cannot be let go.

When Yu Shi Xian Zun heard Linghu Bei's words, he knew that there was room for reversal. He did not dare to pull Na Qiao at all, and asked directly: "Sir, just tell me directly."

"Leave your soul, spirit, blood and essence to me." Linghu Bei was too lazy to play along with them and went straight to the point.

Everyone's expressions changed. What's the difference between handing over one's soul, blood and essence and handing over one's life?

No.

But you can survive.

Immortal Yu Shi thought about the relationship clearly and responded without thinking, "Okay! Hand over your soul, blood and essence, and will you spare my life?"

Linghu Bei was very tolerant of people who knew the current situation, and put down the teacup in his hand: "Of course."

What he wants to do is to transform the entire fairy world into the divine world, so he naturally cannot let this group of people go if they run into him.

Squeeze out its exploitable value and then settle the accounts with Fox Village.

Immortal Yu Shi breathed a sigh of relief, and without much hesitation, he put his index finger and middle finger together, tapped on his forehead, drew out a drop of bright red blood, and flew the blood to Linghu Bei.

Linghu Bei controlled the drop of blood to float at his side. The moment he raised his eyebrows, Immortal Master Yu Shi felt the pressure on him disappear. He immediately released the force, but forced himself not to lose composure. He slowly stood up, pursed his lips, and stood to the left of Linghu Bei, facing the kneeling group.

This shows that he has stood on Linghu Bei's side and voluntarily becomes his subordinate.

With Yu Shi, the 'first bird to stand out', setting an example, and Linghu Bei's strong suppression, even if he was unwilling, he could only suppress it in his heart in order to save his life.

One after another, souls and blood essences that looked like blood-red beads flew towards Linghu Bei.

The blood coagulated and shrank in front of Linghu Bei, and each drop grew from the size of a thumb to the size of a soybean, and was contained within a transparent ball with water patterns.

Even if it was shrunk, the souls, blood and essence of thousands of immortals made this small ball as big as a football, with drops of blood densely suspended inside.

Those who had donated their souls, blood and essence were no longer under pressure, and they imitated the Immortal Master Yu Shi and stood on the left and right sides of Linghu Bei.

Linghu Bei in the center is like the emperor, and they are the soldiers following the emperor.

Until only three people were left kneeling.

One of these three people is the Immortal Venerable Jiang Fu.

This surprised the other immortals who had already surrendered to Linghu Bei.

I thought he would be the first one to compromise and surrender.

I didn't expect that he was so strong-willed that he could hold on until now.

Linghu Bei stood up, put away the table, chairs and tea sets behind him, then walked forward and approached the three people.

The one in the front was the Immortal Venerable holding two axes. He was relatively short in stature, but looked like a cultivator who was practicing body cultivation, with a body full of flesh. Even though he was suppressed by Linghu Bei's pressure and knelt on the ground, he still had an expression of not giving up. He supported himself on the ground with his hands, gritting his teeth, and even though blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, he kept his head raised and glared at Linghu Bei.

Linghu Bei raised his foot and kicked the man directly. After he flew back and slid a few meters, Linghu Bei raised his hand and grabbed the air, controlled the man's body, pulled him back to his feet, kicked him again, controlled the man again, and pulled him back to his feet again.

At this time, the Twin Axe Immortal's eyes were dazed. He had no strength to glare at him, nor did he have the strength to resist. When he was grabbed by Linghu Bei in the air and brought in front of him, he looked so miserable and dying.

Linghu Beicai curled his lips in satisfaction: "It's much better to the eyes."

Those who had surrendered their souls, blood and essence did not dare to utter a word. They felt that Linghu Bei was more like a devil than an immortal.

But there was no demonic energy around him. The black aura lingering around him was more creepy than the demonic energy, making people afraid to approach him.

What is he?

Linghu Bei threw the man to the ground and stepped on his chest. The man's pupils were dilated and his figure became blurred as he looked at Linghu Bei.

"You are the one who caused the injury on Hu Zhuang's shoulder."

Not a doubt, but a yes.

Unfortunately, the Twin Axe Immortal was no longer able to speak at this time. The power of Linghu Bei's previous kicks was not restrained at all. His bones were shattered and he only had one breath left.

Linghu Bei casually grabbed the double axes abandoned on the ground, took one in his hand, turned it around for a few times, and then chopped it down without hesitation.

One arm is broken.

Blood spurted out.

"what!!!"

The Double Axe Immortal, whose eyes were dazed, screamed because of the broken arm, his pupils contracted, and he became clear-headed for a moment.

His face was pale, his lips were trembling, and his expression was distorted in pain.

After waking up for a moment, he stared at Linghu Bei.

He knew that he could not escape death, so why did he ask for mercy?

Perhaps it was a last burst of energy, he regained his strength, and just as he was about to raise his other intact hand to grab Linghu Bei, it was chopped off by Linghu Bei's axe again.

Both of his arms were broken, and blood flowed out along with his last breath. Before he died, he cursed him: "You...will...not...die well..."

Linghu Bei threw the axe aside and kicked the man away.

She didn't care about his curse at all, took out a handkerchief, slowly wiped her hand that had held the axe, and threw the handkerchief away with disgust.

He looked towards the two people kneeling.

Immortal Venerable Bai Shui and Immortal Venerable Jiang Fu were suppressed and could only see the bloodstains left on the ground in front of them and Linghu Bei's pair of white boots with gold embroidery.