After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

After Wei Dadao's self-destruction, the Tianyao Female Sect and the Ghost Domain also successively controlled the detained female disciples of Lingshui who also died.

Although he made bold statements about wiping out the Zichen Sword Sect, he gradually became silent and dormant.

The entire Immortal Alliance was shocked by this incident. They gathered together and went to the mountains and the sea to search and investigate.

After all, they still haven't dug out the Tianyao Female Sect's lair.

Instead, he dealt with many evil people and ferocious beasts hiding in remote mountains and corners where few people go.

Instead, the Piaomiao Realm became more stable and peaceful than before Ling Ruoshui and the others appeared.

As time passed, five years, ten years, fifteen years... fifty years passed in peace and stability.

In the fifty-first year, all the prisoners were hanged to death. The Immortal Alliance disciples who were guarding the original base of the Lieyue Sect razed the base to the ground and set up a formation to seal it off.

No permanent settlement was set up here anymore. The Immortal Vein ended its fifty-one-year-long search, and the various factions gradually returned to normal alertness.

Over a hundred years later, the various garrisons occasionally received calls for help regarding missing men, and they were all anxiously waiting to send people to investigate carefully.

However, no traces of the Yaonu Sect's activities were found, so they could only attribute it to an accident and record it separately.

The Misty World is a place for cultivating immortals. People go up the mountain to collect spiritual herbs, go out for training, or encounter enemies and kill them... It is not uncommon for a few people to disappear occasionally.

Until there is concrete evidence, this is the only way to deal with it.

More than a hundred years passed like this, and the time was getting further and further away from the original ceremony, and people gradually began to forget about it.

Li Fuyi officially broke through to the early stage of the True Immortal Realm and ended his retreat.

Before the succubus could finish all the boasting she had accumulated, Li Fuyi's figure disappeared into the cliff cave where she was in seclusion.

The succubus who was dragged into teleportation rolled her eyes and admired Li Fuyi.

The longer he spent with this guy, the more scared he became.

Now he doesn't even dare to have the slightest thought of resisting!

I don't know if I swallowed the dragon gall of the Ancestral Dragon alive, but I actually went against this kind of person who is so powerful.

This time, Li Fuyi's cultivation level was only at the middle stage of True Immortal.

But according to his conservative estimate, it is more than enough to tie with the Great Perfection of Xuanxian Realm.

Because when this guy was breaking through to the realm of true immortality, his already heaven-defying Five Elements Primordial Spiritual Root mutated again!

A unique hidden spiritual root sprouted out again - Chaos!

Even as a soul slave, the succubus who accompanies him every day can only vaguely feel the existence of the Chaos Spirit Root.

But I only have a vague idea of what it is used for.

But he knew clearly that Li Fuyi began to hide his strength and pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger.

It is obvious that he can fight Shen Changxun, the most powerful martial artist in the entire Zichen Sword Sect, on equal terms.

However, he still relied on his low realm and followed his master around, asking questions everywhere.

Or they just hang out in the kitchen or in the fields... no ambition at all!

It’s a waste of this incredible ability.

The most terrible thing is that, for hundreds of years, he has absolutely no desire to find a woman! !

The succubus, who was halfway through complaining, straightened her expression instantly when she saw the teleportation was over. She bent over and followed Li Fuyi, walking step by step towards the depths of the dungeon.

He is respectful and humble, a true loyal servant.

Li Fuyi finally stopped in front of a dusty cell door. (Guarding.)

[Yes!] The succubus immediately stood with her back to the cell door.

Li Fuyi lightly tapped the prison door with her finger, and with a dull creaking sound, the heavy door slowly opened by itself.

He casually snapped his fingers, and a flash of fire streaked across the darkness. The brazier in the cell lit up, illuminating the ugly old woman with white hair and dirty pink clothes in the corner.

The old woman was very happy to see him. A smile as beautiful as a chrysanthemum blossomed on her wrinkled face. She spoke word by word, "Li Fuyi, you are here again." She said it with great difficulty.

She hadn't seen a living person for so long that she almost forgot how to speak.

Li Fuyi didn't respond to her words at all, and his right hand made hand gestures as fast as an afterimage.

The old woman's limbs, brows, and chest began to twitch strangely.

A moment later, several ice needles wrapped in five-colored halos pierced his flesh and hovered in front of him.

As the ice needle left her body, the old woman was finally able to breathe. She collapsed on the ground with her face up, gasping for breath and laughing wildly.

"Does Mo Zheng know?! Hahaha, all the good disciples he has are coveting him!" Her laughter was like a ghost's roar, but she looked very happy even though she was almost crazy.

"Such exciting news, I must tell him when he comes."

Her dim eyes stared at Li Fuyi's face, and continued to provoke him: "Li Jin'er and Lin Moran are two pretentious bastards, they have the intention but not the courage to commit thieves!"

"It has to be you!"

"Li Fuyi, you dare to say that you're not torturing me every fifty years because you're mad with jealousy!!"

"I was talking about that day. Look at my expression, it's like a jealous woman! Hahaha..."

Li Fuyi dispersed the weakened chaotic energy on the ice needles and evenly spread a layer on them again.

With a wave of his hand, they all returned the way they came, piercing Jing Huan's shriveled skin and sinking into his bony body.

The soul-tearing pain instantly made Jing happily doze off, and apart from the wailing caused by pain and disgust, he could not utter a single meaningful word.

"Tell me, where is the Yunyao Female Sect?"

Li Fuyi's voice echoed in the cell, which was more terrifying to Jing Huan than the King of Hell's call for his life.

Jing Huan wailed to himself without answering.

Li Fuyi raised his right hand, and a new ice needle condensed in his palm. He asked again, "Tell me, where is the Yunyao Female Sect?"

This time Jing Huan finally reacted.

She experienced this scene every fifty years, and whenever she saw the new ice needle, she would start to tremble all over.

She was left behind and kept in the depths of this dungeon.

At first, people took turns to interrogate her, trying to get the whereabouts of Yunyao Female Sect from her.

But she knew that the restrictions in her body did not allow her to tell those secrets. Once she opened her mouth, her soul would automatically explode before she could finish.

So, even though these ice needles would cause her soul to be torn apart once a day, at least she could survive.

As a core disciple, she firmly believes in the power of the Charm God Ancestor.

As long as she can survive until the day when the Zichen Sword Sect is conquered, her appearance, cultivation, body... everything will be restored to its original state!

But the pain day after day really seemed to have driven her crazy.

When she saw the culprit Li Fuyi, she couldn't help but want to provoke her!

If he killed himself, he wouldn't have to endure more and more ice needles...

But every time he passed away, she would be glad that she could live another fifty years.

The new ice needle was already hanging above her head. If she continued in this place, she was afraid that she would not be able to wait for the Enchantment God to come.

“You! Stop it!!”

Li Fuyi looked down at the ugly woman and smiled handsomely.

If the succubus couldn't search her memory, he wouldn't have gone through so much trouble. But it's good to be able to vent his anger for his master.

He was obviously in a good mood. "Are you going to tell me?"

Jing Huan shook his head heavily, "I can't say it, and I can't explain it."

Li Fuyi's smile disappeared instantly, "Oh."

Jing Huan swallowed his already dried saliva and said, "I can tell you a secret!"

"About Mo Zheng!"