The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

The center of the battle was a chaotic state that could not be seen by the naked eye. Three figures as fast as the wind were fighting in the sky.

The bloody rain clouds, a notable feature of the Demon Lord's resurrection, were torn open, revealing the sky filled with demonic smoke.

Mian Er?!

Sheng Qing's sanity was pulled back by a figure that intruded from the corner of her eye. She stared at Wei Yan in front of her, the murderous intent in her eyes suddenly became stronger. The thoughts in her mind were simple and clear, with extreme madness. She must not let Mian'er fall into the hands of the other party!

Another external clone is summoned, and the attack begins!

Forbidden Technique of Burning Life!

They are prepared to sacrifice half of their lives to drag all living beings in this area into the endless hell, where they will not be able to escape until they die.

She murmured an obscure forbidden spell, and the remaining clone was covered with ancient spell patterns inch by inch. Scarlet words climbed up the neck, and once they spread to the center of the eyebrows, it meant that the sacrifice was complete.

The ground beneath him cracked and turned into the entrance to hell, covering an area of ​​a hundred miles in radius. The air of the underworld turned into thousands of hooked spears that swallowed upwards, and the heaven and earth all went into its cave.

Wang Zhi didn't expect her to go crazy all of a sudden, and he called out, "Little disciple, what are you doing?!"

It's not time for that yet!

Besides, it is not the turn of the younger generation to do such things!

Wei Yan's expression became a little more serious upon seeing this. He raised his hand and spread out his five fingers. The devil cloud condensed into a blood-red vortex, which opened its huge mouth from top to bottom, and forcibly tore open a hole in space, ready to swallow Sheng Qing in.

Between heaven and earth, scarlet and black faced off ferociously. The battle spiritual pressure that penetrated heaven and earth spread out, almost instantly disrupting the rhythm of all battles in the periphery.

Upon seeing this, Yu Mian realized that Sheng Qing was a little out of control, so he slowed down his movements and appeared silently between the two of them. He raised his hand to stop Sheng Qing's movements, then turned his head, his eyes fell on the so-called Demon Lord, and he paused for a moment, his movements stagnating for a moment.

Why is it her! ?

Sensing the attack coming from the sky, without taking time to think, he pulled Sheng Qing a hundred miles away.

Heaven and earth unite!

Peng——!

The demonic fog's huge mouth swallowed down, chewing the ground into powder. Dust flew everywhere within a hundred miles, blocking all vision of the naked eye, and turning it into a misty forest filled with red light.

At this moment, there is not much time to waste on the source of this cultivation. There is only one goal, which is to prevent the Demon Lord from completely descending on Jiuzhou. Wang Zhi came to the two of them in an instant, "My little disciple, quickly control Sheng Qingdian!"

Sheng Qing looked at Yu Mian with his pupils slitted, his rationality was captured and pulled back, he pinched his five fingers hard, subconsciously trying to take the person behind him, his voice was hoarse and low, relying on instinct to call out: "Mian'er..."

Yu Mian reached out and took out the inner elixir from his chest, and stuffed it back into Sheng Qing, but she subconsciously pushed it away.

Yu Mian pressed it back forcefully, staring at Sheng Qing, and said softly, "It's okay...be obedient!"

"I am fighting the demons on behalf of Heaven, don't worry!" Yu Mian controlled Sheng Qing with one hand and sensed that she was seriously injured, half of which was from the backlash of the formation and the other half was from the battle just now.

Without her inner elixir, her strength was less than 60%. It was not easy for her to maintain it for so long.

Sheng Qing was comforted by her explanation. Snake scales appeared on his face, he looked as charming as a flower, and his unremitting murderous beastly nature gradually invaded his rationality.

Not until her inner elixir returned did her pupils instantly regain their original state, and a thousand-meter-long black snake crawled to the ground, emitting a sharp hiss.

It is majestic and terrifying, swallowing up mountains and rivers.

Yu Mian was hanging beside her like a grain of rice. The man and the snake stopped communicating with each other, and they faced the outside world in unison tacitly.

The dark clouds in the sky were shattered, the blood rain was empty, the heaven and earth were in disorder, Yu Mian faced the Demon Lord Wei Yan, felt the strong pressure, and faced it without fear.

Wei Yan looked at this strange little disciple with his eyes slightly fixed. He recognized the magic sword behind her and his eyes became fierce, with a momentary conflicted look appearing between his brows.

He raised his right hand to call back the magic sword, but his left hand was holding it down.

Yu Mian noticed this detail and drew out the magic sword with his backhand.

Could it be that what it said about inserting the sword into the Demon Lord's body could completely seal the Demon Lord was true?

There cannot be a moment of hesitation in the battle. In an instant, the Demon Lord was only three feet away from her. Yu Mian subconsciously raised her hand and slashed.

A dark red sword light flashed by, and Wei Yan's body froze. He failed to dodge the attack, and the evil spirit followed the sword shadow.

Wei Yan's long-established balance was broken, and the terrifying demonic energy in his body surged for no reason. In an instant, the cultivation levels of the surviving demon generals all increased.

The eyes of the surviving demon generals all lit up, the true Lord has returned!

Wei Yan's posture and movements changed. He tightened his five fingers and pinched Wang Zhi who was attacking him. The originally clear female voice became turbid and unclear. She laughed a little wildly and said, "Little monk, thank you for sending me back to my body!"

Yu Mian’s face turned pale. Oh no, he’s been tricked!

Whether it is signing a contract or improving cultivation, they are all sleight of hand, and the ultimate goal is to use her hand to return to the body.

The sword contains the remnant soul of the Demon Lord! ?

“Wei Yan, ah Wei Yan, you have fought with me for thousands of years, but I didn’t expect that you would end up making wedding dresses for me! Hahahahaha…” She raised her hand to summon back the magic sword in Yu Mian’s hand, and cut the earth veins with one sword.

The demonic energy poured out like a spring from a burst dam, spreading into a vast ocean and spreading out in all directions. The demonic energy in this world gradually overwhelmed the spiritual energy.

Wang Zhi's face sank at first, then he showed a hint of relief, and made a decision as quickly as possible. He said to Yu Mian calmly, "The fire has been passed down, and the righteous path is not alone. I will leave the Delusion Immortal Sect to you."

“Master, don’t…!” Yu Mian wanted to go up and stop him, but he was not as fast as him.

It's not that he can't break free from the shackles, but there won't be many opportunities to get so close to her while she's so proud...

The face changes from morning to evening, time passes like a lamp, sixty years is a dream, a lifetime in this world.

His face began to grow in an instant, from youth to middle age and finally transformed into a kindly white-haired old man, with both hands firmly grasping the Demon Lord's hand.

Heaven! Earth! Same! Longevity!

Time flies, and the fleeting beauty is like a withered flower.

Yu Mian and Sheng Qing were isolated from that moment, and a white light flashed by.

Even Gu Ruci's temporarily blinded eyes were dazzled for a moment. She raised her head and looked up into the air, where she met a pair of malicious eyes from afar.

puff--!

Thousands of miles away, Fu Qing, whose formation was broken, spat out a mouthful of blood due to the backlash, with fear in his eyes, but he could not withstand the serious injuries and fell unconscious.

When the light faded, Yu Mian and Sheng Qing could see the scene clearly again.

The Demon Lord's withered and beautiful face decayed in an instant, turning into a face wrinkled like a dead tree. It was obvious that she was seriously injured by Wang Zhi's magic. Thousands of years of her lifespan slipped away in an instant, and her vitality was gone.

This was clearly a great opportunity, but the two men stopped moving because of the snow-haired, jade-faced monk held in the other's hands.

"Master Sister!?"

Yu Mian had not yet recovered from the death of his sect leader when he saw this scene. His chest felt numb and painful, and his mind felt as if it had been pierced by a bullet.

I was so caught up in the fight that I had no time to notice the scene below me, and I had no idea when the senior sister arrived.

Sheng Qing also paused, transformed into a human form and stared at Gu Ruci in the Demon Lord's hand, his eyes so dark that they looked like they could ooze blood.

"Hehe..." The demon king's voice was slightly hoarse. He was injured for a moment without noticing. He didn't expect to be a convenient shield...

The demonic energy is now at its peak. If we give Him some time to recover, he will be able to kill the two people in front of him quickly.

“…Wei Yan’s…eldest disciple…is truly a good disciple of the master…” His rough hand stroked Gu Ruci’s cheek, and the old face murmured a disgusting name through Wei Yan’s memory.

"You can attack me now, hehe..." His voice was deliberately sharp, and his hands moved violently, causing blood to flow from the neck of the prisoner in his hand.

Gu Ruci closed her blind bloodshot eyes, fearless and awed, and said softly, "Master asked me to deliver the relic to fulfill her life's wish."

“What is it...let me have a look..." The Demon Lord frowned and held Gu Ruci hostage in front of Yu Mian and Sheng Qing, acting out a master-disciple relationship with an evil aura.

Gu Ruci calmly took out the things she had brought.

They were three jade-colored immortal bones that emitted a faint glow. The moment they appeared, they merged into the body of the Demon Lord.

A piece of finger bone, a piece of rib, and a piece of leg bone.

The Demon Lord's face changed, and she raised her hand to strangle the monk to death, but unfortunately the hand that was strangling her was the one controlled by Wei Yan.

Watching the movements of his hands, he gently pushed the disciple in his arms, and Yu Mian instantly took over from the senior sister, while Sheng Qing skillfully faced the Demon Lord, restarting the battle.

"Wei! Yan!"

The Demon Lord fought and retreated, gritting his teeth and squeezing out the name. He never expected that this man would dare to plot against him again and again!

The thing I regret most in my life is that I didn't kill her directly!

After half of the body merged into the fairy bone, the intertwined souls reached a delicate balance again. The other half suddenly became uncontrollable and began to develop self-awareness.

The Demon Lord raised his hand and wanted to take out the three things, but they were so compatible with the woman in his soul that they grew together with his flesh and blood in an instant.

Sheng Qing's attack was fierce and sudden, and he was knocked down into the depths of the earth by one claw.

Sand and stones flew everywhere, and the palace-sized rocks were shaken into an arc by the blow, and then fell freely and broke into pieces.

After Yu Mian took over the senior sister, he set up a formation to accommodate the people, and then rushed into the battle.

Her power comes from the gift of heaven, it is not her own strength. It will gradually dissipate with use and eventually return to its original initial state of fusion, so a quick battle must be fought.

Yu Mian's eyes moved slightly, and his pupil technique at the maximum level froze the Demon Lord's movements. He raised the spear high in his hand, his waist was like the moon, and the golden spear fell like a meteor, vowing to pierce the Demon Lord.

The tip of the magic sword collided with the spear sword, and the aftermath of the battle exploded in an instant.

The ground veins were shattered by the shock wave, clearing a space. The Demon Lord swung his sword to dissipate the remaining strength, and half of his body was dragged down by the fight with himself, showing that he was becoming increasingly weak!

After the two sides fought for hundreds of rounds.

"Wei Yan! Do you really want to die? I will grant your wish!"

The Demon Lord was angry and raised his hand with the sword, ready to cut off the other half of himself, but he was not as fast as the attack speed of the two people in front of him.

He retreated further and further, his expression distorted, half of his face contained cold compassion, and the other half contained madness.

"Looking for death!" The moment the magic sword was swung, the sword energy that was originally intended to reach Yu Mian was misdirected by the Demon Lord's left foot, and only cut off half a strand of hair.

Yu Mian felt the strength in his body begin to slip away. He bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth and let the blood spread out. He used the Blood Burning Technique while carrying Sheng Qing on his back, and his movements suddenly became powerful.

The two men saw that He was suffering from a serious internal struggle in His mind and soul at the moment, and was extremely weak. They understood each other's thoughts with just one glance at each other.

kill!

Seize the opportunity and attack the weak point with all your strength.

Come to death!

At the moment of the battle, the expression on the Demon Lord's face turned into a completely ferocious one. He gritted his teeth and stared at the person who came madly. The corners of his mouth changed from anger to smile, and he crushed the magic core with his own hands.

At worst, He won’t let the two of them live until the next thousand years!

It’s even more impossible to let that madman Wei Yan succeed!

Wei Yan, when I wake up next time, I will find your soul and kill you thousands of times! Thousands of times!!!

Wei Yan!!!

————!

This moment came so suddenly that they had no idea what was going on.

Sheng Qing's pupils trembled and his mind went blank in an instant. He moved faster and stepped in front of Yu Mian, protecting her behind him. The huge snake body formed a high wall, blocking most of the damage.

The violent shock shook the Demon Continent three times, and huge waves hundreds of meters high were set off in the East China Sea.

Sheng Qing lost consciousness almost instantly, without a moment's hesitation...

She had said that she had thought about it thousands of times, and that if she died, she would definitely take Yu Mian with her to hell, and would haunt her until death.

But...why couldn't she bear to let it go?

Mian'er, if there is an afterlife...

Never mind, I have no afterlife...

Any formation has a price, and the price of her going back is... never being able to enter reincarnation.

That’s all…