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

Paradise Weiyang Palace.

Faint will-o'-the-wisp flames flickered in the darkness, while rows of skulls trembled and wailed in fear.

The ghost eyes on the city wall, with their blood-red eyeballs rolling around, fled in terror deep into the wall.

Biancheng was wearing a purple robe, with a pale, almost sickly face. He covered his chest and coughed lightly a few times.

"What do you mean by escaped? Jin Yueming is only at the Nascent Soul stage. How could you, a great emperor in charge of Fengdu, let him escape?" His face darkened, his voice became weak, and he coughed rapidly one after another!

Biancheng stared at the two ghosts with a gloomy expression. The terrifying ghost energy around him rapidly surged in the void, tightly covering the two emperors of Fengdu and Youdu who were kneeling opposite him.

Feeling the Ghost King's rage and terrifying pressure, the Emperor of Fengdu and Youdu turned pale.

He kowtowed in fear and begged for mercy.

"I have not done my best to seek forgiveness from the Ghost King. However, Jin Yueming's ghost body contained a strand of the evil cultivator Youquan's blood essence. He used his ghost body to confuse me, and I was not careful, so I let that strand of blood essence escape! Please, Ghost King, give me one more chance to atone for my sins. I will definitely kill this strand of blood essence with my own hands!"

The Emperor of Fengdu was so angry that his teeth were itching. The cunning Jin Yueming had caused him to be punished in front of the Ghost King. He must find him and tear him into pieces!

It seemed that he had noticed something.

The Ghost King, who is usually as gentle as jade, was silent for a long time. At this moment, his eyes suddenly looked directly at the two frightened ghosts, and his eyes became sharp.

"Seal off Youdu. Only entry is allowed, no exit. Find him before the auction ends and bring him to me. I will personally take action!"

After saying that, he coughed violently again, but the pressure and anger around him remained unchanged!

"Thank you, Ghost King, for not killing me. I will do it right away!" The Emperor of Fengdu was grateful and shed tears. He kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude and left quickly!

Biancheng slowly turned his head to look at the other trembling ghost, his eyes becoming increasingly angry.

"I asked you to protect him, but you lost him!"

Biancheng's eyes were as dark as ink, and his voice was tinged with murderous intent.

"I have failed in my duty. Please punish me, Ghost King!" Emperor Youdu collapsed to his knees on the ground, terrified and not daring to raise his head.

"However, I have searched all over Netherworld and even the Ghost Realm, but have not found the nobleman. Even the people from the Hehuan Sect and the Daomen Jin Family have been looking for him, but they haven't found him!"

Emperor Youdu had a bitter face and was filled with unspeakable pain.

"That nobleman seemed to have evaporated into thin air. His presence could not be traced at all."

Biancheng's expression was stern, and his beautiful thin lips were pursed into a line.

Because a deal was reached with the evil monk that year.

He only has a short time left.

And during this short period of time, he was asleep most of the time.

There are very few days when I am sober.

But he also knew that Huai Yan's cultivation was not high.

Before that, Huai Yan broke into his secret room alone, hid in the void and watched the fun until he finally disappeared. All of this showed that he is now powerful enough.

He probably guessed that there was something strange about Yanyan.

But what does it matter.

Yanyan is always his Yanyan.

Thinking of this, Biancheng's expression eased slightly.

"Forget it. For now, keep an eye on the Su family and wait for the auction to end. Those three will destroy the Su family after leaving the ghost den. For now, throw this vicious person Su Shangqing into the lair of ten thousand ghosts in Nether Mountain for me. I don't want to see him again!"

His pupils were pure black, and when he spoke, there was a deep murderous intent and disgust in his eyes, as if Su Shangqing was some unforgivable villain.

Emperor Youdu was horrified, his pupils trembling, and he quickly agreed!

Then he quickly remembered something else and replied tremblingly.

"Ghost King, news has arrived from the Golden Jade Pavilion. Several of Yun Ji's disciples went to the Golden Jade Pavilion to seek accommodation but were kicked out. Then, when they came out, they ran into the Demon Lord Qingtian and the Demonic Dragon Yuanzhen."

"As soon as the demon dragon Yuanzhen saw the Blue-Eyed Blue Owl and Yun Ji's young disciple, he started fighting. The two sides are now fighting fiercely in the sky above the Golden Jade Tower."

"Got it. You go add fuel to the fire in secret." Bian Cheng raised his eyelids slightly, his noble face handsome and unperturbed. "It would be best if the Blue-Eyed Blue Owl and that Qi-something died together."

"Also, I don't like the noise from the He Huan Sect monks. I'll arrange some warm rooms for them to liven things up..."

Emperor Youdu: ...

"Yes, it's the Ghost King. I obey your command." He retreated trembling and sweating profusely.

After he left, Biancheng turned and went to Huaiyan's room.

The room was extremely luxurious and comfortable, but empty and desolate.

"Yanyan, where are you?"

Biancheng's slender, snow-white fingers were wrapped with a touch of bright red, and his eyes were dark as water.

He had previously randomly grabbed a Hehuan Sect disciple and asked him about it, but he hadn't heard of any recent happy events in the Hehuan Sect. So how did he explain this red headband?

The jealousy in my heart is like a raging fire, turning into red at the corners of my eyes, and complex emotions spreading under the deep fur.

..............

In the system space, three months later.

The entire space was filled with fairy halo, and clear springs were gurgling, making pleasant sounds.

Huai Yan sat alone in the mountains. Only the newly grown tree occasionally emitted wisps of milky white mist. The fairy air lingered around him and surged gently, soothing Huai Yan.

"The ninth level of the first volume of the Yin-Yang Record of Immortality." Huai Yan seemed to have merged with the entire world, immersed in his own world of cultivation.

The yin and yang of heaven and earth, the black and white energies circulated and transformed, impacted, broadened, and tempered Huai Yan's body, mind, and sea of ​​consciousness.

"In the primordial realm, the spiritual source is hidden, the meridians are like the sea, and the spiritual power is like waves. Close your eyes and concentrate, your heart returns to its homeland, yin and yang flow, the energy is absorbed into the dantian, and transformed into light, wandering in all directions. The yin and yang of heaven and earth all enter my body. My heart is like a clear mirror, my mind is like a rock, and my body is like glass. With a move of my mind, the heaven and earth are shaken, the immortal palace opens, the immortal consciousness is awakened, and I can see through all things, transcending the mundane. The immortal road is long, yin and yang are united, and the great way is expected!"

"Broken Immortal!"

I miss the clear thoughts in my mind, the vast consciousness in the world, and I mutter to myself.

Immediately, with a low shout, Huai Yan was enveloped by an incomparably powerful energy. His cultivation broke through the peak of Mahayana, and he broke through the immortal realm in one fell swoop, entering the middle stage of wandering immortals. The aura around him was far different from before.

(PS: The realms of immortals’ cultivation: Wandering Immortal, Human Immortal, Earthly Immortal, Celestial Immortal, True Immortal, Mysterious Immortal, Taiyi Mysterious Immortal, Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal, Daluo Mysterious Immortal, Golden Immortal, Taiyi Golden Immortal, Daluo Golden Immortal, Luotian Immortal, Immortal Lord, Immortal King, Immortal Venerable, Immortal Emperor, Immortal God)

After a moment, he slowly opened a pair of extremely charming, misty crimson eyes.

His complexion was as white as snow, his lips were alluringly flushed, and his exquisitely beautiful face was now even more pure and enchanting, thrilling and captivating.

With every breath, the rich and sweet fragrance of hibiscus flowers rippled slightly with the breeze in the system space, sweeping across the entire system space in an instant.

Huai Yan's expression changed, and his originally otherworldly eyes flickered slightly, without a trace of worldly distractions. He muttered softly, "Why is this smell even stronger than before!"

As soon as he finished speaking, goose bumps appeared all over his body.

His voice became more charming, soft, light and seductive.

Originally, due to the effects of the poisons that Su Shangqing took, his voice was damaged for a period of time, and the sound he made was not pleasant.

But now, not only have his hidden injuries healed, but his voice has also recovered.

Huai Yan's figure became taller and slimmer, more beautiful and charming, with an air of fairy-like grace. Every move he made could stir up the energy of heaven and earth, making him look even more ethereal and otherworldly.

"Master, the disciple is out!"

The voice was so pleasant, sweet and soft, that it made people feel sweet to the bone. The small tree in front of the Yuhua Immortal's grave nodded with satisfaction, looking like a child who had grown up.

Huai Yan smiled sweetly, kowtowed three times in front of the small tree, knelt down and worshiped, and gave some spiritual fruits, food and wine to his master.

Grandma Hua's bones were buried nearby.

"Mother-in-law, Bai Zhanliang is dead! There are still three people left, Su Shangqing, Chu Daoba, and Qi Yu. I won't let any of them go!"

Huai Yan's voice was icy cold, filled with endless chill.

His mother-in-law died tragically at the hands of these three men, and he wanted them to pay for their blood with blood, a thousand times over.

The small tree shook its trunk, and the leaves made a rustling sound. The thick, round, green leaves gently slapped Huai Yan's body, as if to comfort Huai Yan...

Half an hour before the auction, Huai Yan left the system space.