The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

The Eternal Immortal Venerable took a long time to gasp for air before coming back to his senses. The nightmarish experience he had just had was so terrifying. It was a close call, as he almost never woke up!

At this moment, he had completely lost the strength to resist the opponent.

He looked up at the black, blood-stained robes left behind by the other party, his eyes filled with deep hatred and malice. He gritted his teeth and said, "I've treated you well, like a fellow Taoist. Why are you torturing me like this?"

The Eternal Immortal Lord collapsed on the ground for a while, and then his face suddenly changed.

No, he had to leave quickly.

If this devil finds me slacking off again, I wonder what vicious tricks he will come up with.

However, if he wants to leave this person.

Then there is only one way left.

Abandoning the Eternal Fairyland, he took this opportunity to completely escape from this demon and surrender to Huai Yan. He was the ancient flower god with great magical powers. Even this devil did not dare to confront Huai Yan head-on.

As long as he joins Huai Yan, Qiong Hua will never have the chance to hurt him again.

As soon as he thought of this, he grabbed the tattered robe stained with pus and blood that the man had thrown on the ground, threw it into the fairy ring, and flew out of the Narcissus Realm.

He had to tell Huai Yan that the Green Emperor and the Phoenix Clan were about to be in danger and encounter that devil. He hoped that Huai Yan would accept his surrender in recognition of his timely tip-off.

Not until he fled to the Tiancang Realm did he dare to look back.

"Qionghua, one day, I will kill you with my own hands!"

His eyes were vicious and he growled with gritted teeth.

Immediately, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

..........

However, after he left.

In the Narcissus Realm, in the Cursed Magic Mirror, demonic energy suddenly surged, gradually revealing a sinister and ferocious face, which was none other than Qionghua.

"As I expected! Fortunately, I planted a human face in your heart meridian in advance, otherwise how would I know that you, a good dog, could actually hide such treacherous thoughts! How dare you betray me? Humph, I will definitely make you live a life worse than death!"

Qionghua was extremely cold, her eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent.

He had never felt so angry and hateful as he did today. The feeling of being betrayed was like a thousand ants piercing his heart and gnawing at his bones. He wished he could find that man immediately and tear him into pieces!

But when she thought of something, Qionghua smiled grimly and looked at the human-faced sore on her arm, which was faintly visible on the surface of the skin and in the blood, with a vicious cold light in her eyes.

He immediately turned the cursed magic mirror, and the mirror body suddenly emitted a faint red light.

"Since you are so eager to die, I will grant your wish!"

"I never told you that the human-faced sore is contagious. If you infect that bitch, do you think they'll tear you apart alive?"

Qionghua's sinister and terrifying voice spread throughout the real realm.

The overwhelming hostility and resentment turned the entire Narcissus Realm, which was filled with fairy air, into an endless purgatory.

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At the same time, on the vast and turbulent ocean.

There is a mysterious and majestic floating island

This is where the Buddhist kingdom on the sea is located.

On the floating island stand countless ancient temples that have experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes.

The largest of these is the Da Ci'en Temple, a solemn and majestic ancient temple with a strong incense, attracting hundreds of thousands of believers to worship and pray every day.

Deep in the Da Ci'en Temple, there is a little-known, extremely quiet and enclosed Zen room.

At this moment, the lifeless body of the Snow Crane was lying quietly in a blood-colored formation emitting a strange red light.

He was wearing a clean and tidy snow-white immortal robe, as elegant and ethereal as he was in his lifetime.

Not only that, all the serious injuries he had suffered before were also deliberately repaired perfectly.

The bloodstains that originally covered his face had disappeared, replaced by a face as smooth and white as jade.

And outside this bloody formation.

Honglian was wearing a black robe, and the demonic energy around him was surging and lingering.

He frowned tightly, closed his eyes, and continuously formed extremely complicated seals of the Heavenly Demon Clan with his hands, using all his strength to perform a forbidden technique of the Heavenly Demon Clan in an attempt to bring Xuehe back to life.

However, just when Honglian's spell was entering the most critical moment, something strange happened!

The air in the secret room suddenly became chillingly cold, and Honglian felt as if she had instantly fallen into the Nine Netherworld Ice Prison.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying, creepy and cold aura spread rapidly like a tide, completely enveloping the entire secret room in the blink of an eye.

"boom--!"

There was a loud bang, and the magic circle that was about to be successfully opened exploded in an instant under the impact of this powerful force.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, smoke and dust filled the air, and the entire secret room fell into chaos and mess.

Due to the failure of the forbidden technique of the Demonic Clan, Honglian suffered extremely severe backlash.

A mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out of his mouth and splashed onto the ground.

At the same time, the magic power around him rushed back into his body like a flood, wreaking havoc on his meridians and internal organs, causing him unbearable pain and nearly exploding to death.

Honglian's face was ferocious, and he forcibly used the power of the Heavenly Demon and the Evil Lord to suppress the violent aura. However, he was still shaken to the point that his internal organs were violently shattered, his face was ashen, and he retreated several steps.

"Looking for death!!! Who on earth is it? How dare you ruin my good deeds!" Along with this angry shout, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were as fierce and murderous as a devil, which made people shudder.

The roar was like a thunderclap, shaking the entire space slightly.

However, there was silence all around, and no one responded to his roar.

At this moment, a powerful black curse force emerged out of nowhere, surging like a tide and overwhelming the sky.

Seeing this, Honglian, who was standing aside, suddenly widened her eyes, her eyeballs almost falling out of her sockets, and her face was full of horror.

"The power of the Cursed Magic Mirror belongs to the Qionghua Divine Lord!!!"

He watched helplessly as the eerie and terrifying resentful forces, which exuded endless malice, opened their bloody mouths like a ferocious beast and ruthlessly devoured Xuehe's body, which was carefully protected in the resurrection array in the ancient temple.

In an instant, Honglian felt everything go dark before her eyes, as if the sky had collapsed.

Her eyes were fixed on the snow crane's gradually disappearing figure.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his eye sockets instantly turned blood red.

"Qionghua, why are you doing this! Xuehe is already dead, why are you still forcing him and refusing to let him go!!!" Honglian's desperate voice echoed in this quaint Zen room, sounding particularly desolate and sad.

In the Zen room, the black resentment came and went quickly, like a whirlwind. After completing the task assigned by the master, it quickly dissipated without leaving a trace.

Honglian was still standing there, the golden cassock of the holy monk on his body was mostly burned by the flames, the torn cloth fluttered gently in the wind, oozing with endless blood.

Honglian was injured, but he did not treat himself.

The whole person was like a walking corpse, with lifeless pupils, staring blankly at the empty blood-red formation, muttering to himself: "He didn't do anything wrong, how could you... treat him so cruelly..."

Just at this moment.

A monk with a fat face and big ears knocked on the door and walked in!

"Your Excellency, we have captured many fishermen from the islands surrounding the Buddha Kingdom. What do you think we should do with them?"

Honglian's eyes were bloodshot as she lowered her head to look at the ground. On the ground were traces of her own and Xuehe's blood that she had taken in order to set up the resurrection array. Now, the power of the curse had swallowed up all of it.

He had a sinister look and cold eyes and remained silent for a long time.

Although he was not 100% sincere towards the Snow Crane Immortal Lord, he did have some feelings for him, and on the surface, the Snow Crane Immortal Lord was his.

The God of Qionghua knew this very well.

But he was so disrespectful to me that he killed the person I loved in front of me, and even caused me to suffer backlash and be seriously injured.

Qionghua, since you are the first, I will be the fifteenth!!!

If it were an ordinary day.

According to Qionghua's request, these captured fishermen must be executed immediately so as to provide the one in heaven with a timely and continuous supply of blood, energy and life force.

However, he was now cruel and ruthless, killing Xuehe without hesitation.

This made Honglian furious, and she even felt resentful.

"Lock them up first. Don't disturb me. The plan to capture these living beings will continue. Imprison them all in the ancient temple. If there's not enough room here, move them to other temples! Wait for me to devour them!" He waved his hand, speaking grimly. "And don't bother me again for the time being!"

Fortunately, he still had Xuehe's heart blood, so he could still rebuild its body.

But what Qionghua did was too disheartening. He destroyed his little toy without even saying hello.

It's fair to leave him alone these days and not provide him with life force.

"Tell the monks in the Buddha Kingdom that the evil monk Wu Nian, who killed their relatives, will arrive in the Buddha Kingdom soon with his accomplices. Tell them to treat them well!"

The fat monk didn't dare to stay here for long.

After receiving the order, he went there immediately.

Honglian slowly raised her eyes, her gaze penetrating the void.

The scarlet pupils reflected the evil aura that covered the sky and the sun.

Since Qionghua is ruthless and ungrateful, he can also pretend to obey her but secretly disobey her and only offer one-third of his flesh and blood in the future.

He could completely imitate Qionghua, sucking the blood and flesh of living beings to increase his cultivation.

"Huai Yan, since you want to come, I will set up many obstacles to stop you. By the time you finish killing these evil spirits and monsters, my cultivation will have far surpassed yours!!!"

"Even though you are the reincarnation of the Flower God, your current cultivation level is less than one-tenth of what it was before. It would be as easy for me to control you as it is to crush an ant!"

Honglian took a deep breath and suppressed the raging anger in her chest.

Huai Yan and the men beside him killed the body he had taken over and destroyed a wisp of his soul, leaving him with a broken soul. His main soul suffered backlash and he often fell into a deep sleep.

Those people hurt him so badly.

He won't let it go just like that.

He must take revenge.

No matter how heavy the price, he would kill them.

He collected his thoughts, calmed down, and wanted to spread his spiritual awareness to set up a barrier in the Buddhist kingdom on the sea to prevent the other party from landing.

However, as soon as he started to practice.

The power of the curse that had just entered the body began to surge and boil.

He was so angry that he vomited blood and hated Qionghua even more.

He could only mobilize the power of the Heavenly Demon and the Evil Lord in his body again to barely suppress it.

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