After the big devil turned into a cat

There was silence inside and outside the Watson Palace, and the gray-blue sky was split by the golden light of the sword blade, exuding a terrifying sense of oppression.

The embarrassed expressions of the people in Xianmen were immediately suppressed.

Those intractable and sinister chains also burst into the sky, and suddenly withered away, like cunning snakes, immediately retracted into the ground.

When everyone turned their gazes to the sky and saw the familiar figure behind the golden light, their breathing became short of breath.Especially the people of Qingming Sect, their eyebrows and eyes were full of shock.

"Yes, it's Senior Brother Yan You!"

"The other person is Demon Lord Nine Nethers!"

Disjointed exclamations escaped from the mouths of different people.

Hundreds of years later, those who witnessed this unparalleled battle may have forgotten the horrific appearance of Qi Qi, the details of the tragic death of the disciples in the Dusheng Palace, and the grotesqueness of the eerie chain...

However, they always remembered that at the moment of life and death, Xiao Yuyuan and Yan You stepped on the long sword, and the tail of the sword drew a dense aura of alternating light and dark.The black robe was patterned with golden threads and jade stones, and starlight flashed in the scorching light, as if it had the appearance of a heavenly man.

Yan You is holding the Xuguang Sword and pointing at Qi Qi. His indifferent expression reveals his dignity and majesty, which makes people feel awe.

The golden light of the Xu Guang Sword radiated in all directions, and its sword intent was like a scorching sun. The huge light and shadow of the blade came with a bang, and the terrifying momentum resounded throughout the world.

Qi Qi's complacent face suddenly turned gloomy, and he looked at Xiao Yuyuan and Yan You sullenly, the vicious look in his eyes seemed like the disgusting sewage in the deep ditch invaded the cleanliness inch by inch.

"Xiao, Yu, Yuan!"

He bit down every single word, violent black mist poured out behind him, the chains soaring into the sky rattled, and even the air became distorted.

Qi Zhan moved his wings, and the faces on the wings began to become extremely distorted, and let out a creepy scream, sharp as if trying to pierce through everyone's souls and consciousness.

"Xiao Yuyuan, you broke my formation that day, so that I couldn't completely transform into a Qiongqi body, leaving only a pair of incomplete wings. Have you ever thought about today?"

Qi Qi seemed to be enjoying such a morbid feeling, his face filled with satiety, he licked his lips, as if praising the delicacy of these souls, "I have to say, the soul power of Xianmen disciples is indeed much better than that of Warcraft .”

As soon as these words came out, the face on Qi Zhe's wings seemed to understand, and struggled a little bit, the already distorted face looked even weirder.

But the people of Xianmen who were standing in the distance were all angry when they heard Qi Chi's words, their bodies couldn't help gushing spiritual energy, and they all looked like they were about to step forward to fight.

There was no trace of emotion in Xiao Yuyuan's eyes, as calm as the snow in the abyss of the cold pool, he didn't take Qi Jian into his eyes at all.

He said indifferently: "Qi Qi, do you really think that you can break through the heavens with such little tricks as Yuanzhao Mirror and Dark Gu? This deity advises you to wake up from your dreams earlier, you are far behind Qiongqi."

Qi's uneven face was trembling with anger, his eyes spewed fire, and he looked at Xiao Yuyuan with the desire to swallow the latter alive.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and smiled sarcastically in an instant, his eyes became cold and terrifying again.

The wings tightened suddenly behind him, and as the wings flapped, countless human faces were attached to the chains and rose from the ground.

Qi Zhe's face was full of killing intent, he smiled coldly and waved his palm.

Those face chains immediately turned into sharp arrows, piercing towards Xiao Yuyuan with a sharp wind.It was like a rain of arrows falling from the sky, carrying the power to destroy the world.

Xiao Yuyuan lifted his eyelids lazily, and his thin lips parted slightly, "A Yan."

The two looked at each other, and Yan You immediately understood Xiao Yuyuan's plan.

He moved slightly, and when he turned around, the Xuguang Sword in his hand collided with Xiao Yuyuan's Shadow Sword.

While they were in the same mind, the two famous ancient swords made a violent sound of gold and stone, which caused thunder to flicker in the sky, and a sense of coercion and awe gradually rose, making people fearful.

The disciples with lower cultivation bases of the Xianmen even softened their hands and feet under this shock, as if the spiritual energy in their bodies was about to be crushed, and swallowed involuntarily and looked at the sky numbly.

Even Qi Qi's expression became extraordinarily serious.

Feeling the great power, he frowned, and his intuition told him that the two of Xiao Yuyuan must not be allowed to finish casting the spell.

So, Qi Zhe flipped his palm over, and spread his wings faster behind him, crazily urging the rain of arrows to crush him.

But when the arrow rain was about to fall on the two of them, Xiao Yuyuan and Yan You took a step back suddenly.

The sky seemed to be torn apart, and it became extremely black like splashed ink, and immediately a huge round of scorching sun rose slowly in the darkness.

The rain of arrows seemed insignificant like ants in the rays of the rising sun. When the rain of arrows fell into the rising sun, it was immediately shattered and turned into blood mist.

For a moment, a bright glow spread like a blood-red morning glow in the air, and the bloody smell rushed towards his face, as if he was in a sea of ​​blood corpses.

"how so?!"

Realizing that all his strength had been devoured and disintegrated, Qi Xuan roared, and the ferocious roar resounded through the earth.

Xiao Yuyuan and Yan You didn't leave any room for Qi Xun to breathe, they had the same body shape, their black hair was flowing and intertwined, and the long sword in their hands drew a spell in the air at the same time.

The bright lights of one black and one white surfaced alternately, dyeing the heaven and earth of the rising sun at night into two heavens and earth with distinct day and night.The phantoms of the Xuguang Sword and the Phantom Sword merged in half, like a towering mountain protruding from the sky and the earth.

Qi Zhe's eyes narrowed sharply, looking at the black and white sword light, he panicked and ordered all the chains to quickly block in front of him.

But it's like a mantis holding a cart.

As the sky brightened, the darkness faded from Kuiye, and the rising sun slowly faded away. A huge abyss split the Dusheng Palace in half, and countless blood stained the earth. A little soft.

Heaven and earth were silent.

Qi Qi curled up on the edge of the crack in the abyss, his complexion turned pale, a mouthful of dirty blood spewed out from his mouth, the intertwined scars on his left face suddenly retreated into brown hair, and the weird wings behind him also fell off and shrank, and finally turned into a ball Rotten flesh, covered with large and small wounds, completely devoid of strength, extremely weak.

Qi Qi stared at Xiao Yuyuan and Yan You viciously, he never thought that Xiao Yuyuan would have obtained the power of dual cultivating ancient methods.

But it was too late to say anything, and it was unknown whether he could leave alive today.

His eyes rolled rapidly, and he clenched his fists suddenly, exhausting his last bit of energy and blood.

A huge heat wave and fireball gushed out in an instant, and the electric light and flint grew rapidly, as if it was going to swallow up the sky and the earth.

"No! This demon is going to explode himself!" Lei Mo shouted loudly, subconsciously raising his lightning whip to stop it.

The rest of the celestial sect's venerables are also holding magic weapons, and they look like they are leaning forward.

However, Xiao Yuyuan gave everyone a cold look, and he casually waved a wave of devilish energy.

With a whistling lightness, the Dusheng Palace was surrounded by countless demon soldiers and generals.

Wen Jieqing, who was the leader, leaned against the white tiger, waving the jade bone fan and smiling brightly.With a smile on his face, he whispered into Bai Hu's ear, his voice was gentle and ruthless, "Xiao Bai, I will help you get back this blood feud."

After finishing speaking, the jade bone fan "slapped" together, immediately the devilish energy overflowed, a complex enchantment was outlined and formed between the magic soldiers and generals, and it shrank and shrank in the direction of Qi Xun in an instant.

"Ah!" A scream came out, and the light group of Qi's spiritual consciousness was tightly trapped by the prison formation outlined by the devilish energy.

The devilish energy with its astonishing corrosive power scorched and scorched Qi Qi's spiritual consciousness and soul, but he couldn't break free and escape because of being imprisoned, so he could only bear it for life.

After half a stick of incense, the screams stopped, and the Qi slander consciousness in the prison was finally wiped out.

After Qi's body died and his soul was destroyed, those Dushenggong disciples who were transferred by the Yuanzhao mirror immediately fell to the ground like puppets who lost their strings, making the sound of "cracking" mirrors breaking.

The moment they shattered, their bodies turned transparent, turned into a lens-like texture, and finally turned into powder.

Within a moment, the whole world was cleared of gunpowder smoke, and everything in the world returned to peace.

There were only some dazed people's faces scattered in mid-air, and they were all familiar faces of Xianmen disciples.

Venerable Ning Yun frowned and closed her eyes full of unbearable feeling. She picked up the ebony walking stick and tapped it lightly on the ground.

Silky silver threads shimmered, forming a staggered astrological array on the ground, covering all the scattered light clusters in midair.

Bits of aura climbed onto the faces of those familiar immortals, and gradually, following the mantra silently chanted by Venerable Ning Yun, the painful and distorted faces became serene, and the light clusters also began to become transparent, until Disappeared in the aura package.

After that, no one spoke for a long time.

Everyone was immersed in the astonishment that such a huge sect in the Dusheng Palace disappeared like smoke, immersed in the joy of being annihilated by Qi Qi, the shadow of Qiong Qi, and even more immersed in the shock of Xiao Yuyuan and Yan You joining forces...

At this time, after Yan You and Xiao Yuyuan looked at each other in mid-air, Xiao Yuyuan instantly understood the deep meaning in Yan You's eyes.

"It doesn't have to be like this." Xiao Yuyuan lowered his head and coaxed, looking at Yan You with gentle eyes like water, like the bright moonlight of Punan Mountain City.

He knew that Yan You was still brooding over the slander of the Immortal Gate in the past, but there was really no need for that, he never cared about these things.

Yan You also understood the meaning of Xiao Yuyuan's words.

Adults act freely, never caring about other people's eyes, never before, and it should be the same today.

However, Yan You just swallowed a mouthful of stuffiness in his heart.

Especially thinking of that day outside the Nine Serenity Barrier, when everyone in Xianmen was indiscriminately criticizing the lord, his lord was covered in scars for beheading Qi Qi, and was soaked in the cold bloodless. The forbidden area of ​​Hanchi was suffering great pain.

Yan You didn't want to make the adults dusty.

Taking a deep breath, Yan You still firmly stepped into the void and flew towards the people of Xianmen.

He settled down in front of Qingyao and saluted respectfully.

After a fierce battle, Yan You's clothes were still as neat as before, unlike the embarrassment of everyone in the Immortal Sect, and he looked like a noble gentleman like jade.

Qing Yao stared at it, quite surprised, "You actually stepped into the sword robbery?"

Yan You nodded.

"Master." He pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly, his demeanor was as clear and gentle as a cold bamboo.

Against the light, Qing Yao stared at the person in front of him.In a trance, he had a feeling he had never had before.

At this time Yan You, even he couldn't tell the depth.

"You still know how to call me Master?" Qing Yao said coldly, "I will ask you, what is your relationship with Demon Lord Jiuyou?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone present focused their eyes on Yan You, and the eyes of Shuo Shuo were extremely complicated.

Knowing that one day she would face such a problem, Yan You didn't panic.Instead, he smiled, like a river of stars shining beyond the Nine Heavens.

"Your Majesty and I are already Taoist couples."

The gentle words sounded like thunder, falling on everyone's ears, and immediately stirred up waves.

"Yan You! Do you still remember that you are a disciple of Qingming Sect?!"

Qing Yao was so angry that he shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand seemed to whistle.

The surroundings fell silent, and everyone did not dare to make a sound, and their eyes were fixed on Qingyao and the two of them. This is the first time they have seen such a scene of Qing Mingzong.

"Master, do you really have nothing else to say besides this? Yan You remembers that at Guling Peak that day, Master said to me, 'A person with a bright mind, a psychic mind, and a psychic body, is actually the original heart of swordsmanship.' "

"Today, Yan You dared to ask, has Master lost his original intention of swordsmanship?"

Yan You paused, and then said: "Today's battle, you can see Jiuyou's heart, and you can see the heart of the lords. So, the immortal sect's crusade against Jiuyou that day, can all the lords admit their mistakes?"

When he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qingyao's stern shout, and his palms were shaking with anger.

"Yan You! How, how could you say such a thing?! Scoundrel!"

Yan You watched Qing Yao quietly, the corners of her lips were pursed straight, and disappointment gradually appeared in her clean and dust-free eyes.

Xiao Yuyuan, who had been left behind and let Yan You alone, couldn't help but sneered when he saw such a scene. He put one hand on Yan You's head, clasped him on his shoulder, and rubbed him lightly twice.

He stabbed straight at Qingyao, with a cold voice, "Honor Qingyao is so majestic, the one standing in front of you is Lord Jiuyou, maybe Qing Mingzong wants to provoke Jiuyou?"

!!!

"Jiuyou, Your Majesty?!"

Qing Yao cried out in shock, his face was already purple with anger, and he looked at Yan You in disbelief.

Everyone in Xianmen was also completely dumbfounded.

Qingyao: "No way! Immortals and demons have their share, Yan you evil disciples, today I will take you back to Qing Mingzong to punish you with all my might!"

"Master Qingyao, Yan You just ask, did Master really not know about the fact that the spirit root was drawn back then?"

Yan You came out of Xiao Yuyuan's arms, his eyes were clear, like the scorching sun on Qingyao's body.

Not only did Qingyao feel chills in his heart, but his aura was immediately vented. He pursed his lips, but in the end he was still unable to speak.

Regarding Zexuan, Qingyao knew he was ashamed.

Seeing this, Qing Kuangshu patted Qingyao on the shoulder, and sighed earnestly, "Brother, don't be obsessed anymore."

Then he looked at Yan You, and vaguely saw himself on Yan You hundreds of years ago, but Yan You was far braver and firmer than he was before.

Qing Kuangshu smiled, and asked Yan You, "Have you really thought about it?"

Yan You glanced at Xiao Yuyuan beside him, and nodded, "Naturally."

The tone is gentle, but firm as a rock.

"I won't gossip about the principles of knowing people and understanding them. The heart of a respected person is like cold jade hidden in the sea, helplessly covered in dust by ordinary eyes, but I can see it clearly." Yan You laughed at himself.

Then he looked around the crowd, his voice was as proud as a pine, unmoving as a rock, "My lord and I will get married in five days, please go ahead then."

Then, disregarding the discussion of everyone in Xianmen, Yan You took Xiao Yuyuan's hand and walked towards the Wujuan carriage that Wen Jieqing had already prepared.

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The author has something to say:

Ah~ we are married! !Today is also the day for Yan Yan to protect her husband~

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Ps:

Sorry, I have been busy with resignation in the past few days, but it is almost the same now, and this book will soon come to an end, so I will try to finish it well!Thank you for following the little cuties. (Bow thanks~)