Tian Yan 49

Li Shuyan pushed open the door of the bamboo house and walked in quickly.A gust of wind closed the door, and in the empty room, bright light spots converged, and then dispersed into a piece of golden light, and a young man stepped out of the light.

He was dressed in a light green robe, with willow leaf patterns embroidered on the cuffs and belt, and a pair of emerald green eyes, the color of which was as emerald as emerald.He followed Li Shuyan inside with his hands behind his back, and said leisurely, "Ayan, are you back? Your left master said that when you come back, you will be skinned—"

Li Shuyan paused, and suddenly fell down without a sound.

The young man hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Hey, you don't have to be scared like this, do you?"

Li Shuyan let out a low "huh", and the wounds as fine as cracks suddenly covered his whole body, blood soaked his clothes instantly, and his black hair turned into snow white in an instant.

The young man was caught off guard, was stained with blood, and was stunned for two seconds: "Oh, it seems that Zuo Zhengtang doesn't need to pick your skin—why did you use Dong Xuqi's sword intent again?"

Li Shuyan didn't speak, and the majestic sword intent surged out around him, sweeping in all directions like a storm.A golden light flashed in the youth's eyes, and the bamboo house was covered with a thin layer of golden light film. The sword intent hit it instantly, and the light film vibrated violently, like silk and satin in a strong wind, and the sound of gold and iron clashing could be heard endlessly.

Li Shuyan tried his best to slowly withdraw the violent sword intent from his fragmented body, his voice was a little weak: "Sorry."

The young man let out a casual "oh", the light film solidified a little, and retracted inward, helping Li Shuyan to press the sword intent back into his body.He reached out and dipped his hand in the air like ink, and his fingertips were dyed with a soft golden green. He reached out and wiped this beautiful light on the center of Li Shuyan's eyebrows, and sighed helplessly: "How many times have I told you that your cultivation is so beautiful?" In order not to keep up with your state of mind, using Dongxu's sword intent will explode your body at the stage of transformation, even if you don't explode, it will cause irreversible damage, here, look at your hair as proof."

That ball of light hid between Li Shuyan's eyebrows, Li Shuyan's boiling sword intent gradually stabilized, and his hair slowly turned back to black.The young man wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but seeing that he was covered in blood, he gave up: "It's good for you, just ignore my words and use the Huaixu sword as you say. Oh, you didn't wear a silk robe that day, so you can hold back Your sword intent is a ghost. I warn you, next time, your body will reach its limit, and at that time I must seal your sword state of mind."

Li Shuyan frowned: "Fusang, it's long-winded."

The young man named Fusang helped him to the couch, sealed his big acupoints to stop the bleeding, patted and pushed him on the back, Li Shuyan turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face looked better.

"You're going to suffocate." A soft golden light floated from Fusang's palm, and fell on Li Shuyan's back: "Where did you throw away the silk robe that day?" Before answering, Fusang moved his ears and raised one eyebrow: "You picked up an apprentice again? Jiyu can still pick up an apprentice?...Huh? What kind of weird species is this?"

Li Shuyan closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "You should know him."

Fusang thought for a few seconds, and was happy: "Oh, I remember him. Back then, he was swinging on my branch every day. You really picked up everything..." He suddenly felt wrong, "Wait a minute, the big heaven is not enough for him." Is it a wave? How could he be in the human world? This age is also wrong, he grew up like this 300 years ago, should he be an adult now?"

Li Shuyan didn't even open his eyes, Gujing Wubo said: "How do I know?"

Fusang was dumb for a while, shook his head, skipped the question, stretched out his hand to put Li Shuyan's broken and dislocated muscles and bones back to their place one by one, and said while pulling: "Don't be impulsive, you will be cut off when you pull out the Dragon Yin." After rushing into the Extreme Realm, Zuo Zhengtang was so angry that he almost exploded. He tore off several beards. If he wasn't the leader, he would have followed you in. If he saw you like this, he would definitely nag you Not for half a year."

Speaking of this, Fusang couldn't help nagging him: "You think you are invincible and can go anywhere, don't you? Look, the car overturned—what did you encounter?"

"I went there because there was no one in the Demon Palace. I just ran into the Demon Lord," Li Shuyan said without the strength to speak, and explained briefly, "The projection of the heavens is from the void stage. You don't need to hold the Xu Sword, you can't beat it."

Fusang frowned when he heard the words, and asked again: "Then why did you use the Dragon Chanting Sword again? The Dragon Chanting Sword is extremely murderous, and it can only be controlled by turning into a god. The spiritual energy in your body has been squandered. You have been blown up by your own sword intent."

Li Shuyan said: "I'm going to level the Demon Palace."

Fusang was dumb for a moment, and then said in a very complicated tone: "You know that you are going to blow up at any time, and you went to blow up the other people's base camp? What are you trying to do, boy?"

Li Shuyan raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a little youthful spirit: "Happy."

Fusang was silent for a long time, raised his head and let out a long sigh.Li Shuyan is a man with excellent bones, a monstrous savvy, and extraordinary talent. If there is no accident, it will be a matter of time before he ascends to immortality——

Happened to be short of brains.

"Fusang," Li Shuyan said after a moment of silence, "Heavenly gods and immortals are not allowed to descend to the realm at will. If he can project it, it is very likely that he has become a decree from the lower realm. Will there be a new god within a hundred years?"

Fu Sang said: "There are thousands of priests, big and small, who will remember that? Don't look at me, whoever has the same memory as you?"

"...The devil becomes a god, and his position will never be to protect the four realms and suppress the rebellion," Li Shuyan sighed, with a bit of helplessness in his tone of "what do you want?" It is related to the disaster. Most of the elders of the Demon Temple are not here, which is unusual, and he appeared in the extreme domain again—"

"You want to say that there is a change in the land?" Fu Sang understood a little bit, and frowned: "The attitudes of the two worlds towards the land are the same, and they all want to get rid of it quickly. The order of the Emperor of Heaven, that guy is not so overwhelmed that he wants to harm the human world."

Li Shuyan frowned, and Fusang said again: "Besides, Jiyu is not Nanyu. This is not a place to seal the land boundary. It's just a crack. It's useless except to produce monsters and magic cultivators. Then Even if the demon king came down from the disaster, he would at most mobilize monsters to attack the mountain. The demon hall was seriously injured in the attack on the mountain 500 years ago, and now it has not recovered, even if the monsters are mobilized, there is nothing to fear."

The war had already ended when Li Shuyan started, and he knew little about it: "Attack the mountain?"

"The dispute between Jiuchongshan and the Demon Palace is normal. We have to fight every few hundred years. Every time the treasury is almost empty. Although I am the core of the mountain protection formation, I can't open it without enough spirit stones." After all, I am just an agent of the mountain god." Fusang said, "Otherwise, why do you think Jiuchongshan is so poor?"

Li Shuyan thought to himself: Why are you so useless?

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The Extreme Domain, the Demon Palace.

The elders of the ten halls—oh, now there are only eight left—gathered together with their subordinates, watching with ashen faces that the main palace of the demon hall was now in ruins.

A minion reported in a cold sweat after checking: "Ninth Elder, the array has been destroyed, most of the weapon storehouse has been destroyed, and most of the magic weapons in it are useless. Ming Hong Dao is gone. The Eighth Elder and Ten Elder They were all killed."

The Ninth Elder was a skinny old man, and when he heard the words, he swept his sleeves away, and that guy turned into fly ash without a sound.

No one spoke, a young man in white stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, gracefully pulled out a piece of debris from the ruins, looked carefully, smiled, and said softly: "Li Shuyan is worthy of being a genius, he can be chopped into pieces with one sword." This is quite a lot of deduction. It seems that although he acts straight, his brain is still good."

This boy has a pair of blood-red pupils, but the whites of his eyes are pitch-black. He looks very evil. He is a demon cultivator who uses the method of demon cultivation to seize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.It's just that his demeanor is like a son of a family, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't fit in with this place.

A demon cultivator couldn't help but said: "He is in the stage of transformation, how could he smash the core of the formation with one sword?"

The magic hall's formation is strong enough to resist the attack of the Qi-defying monks, so it cannot be so fragile.

"Jiuzhongshan Mountain Guardian Sword Dragon Chanting Sword is a demon sword, designed to defeat formations, magic weapons and spirit bodies," the young man said softly, as if he was singing, but what he said was very blunt, "not to mention already A sword spirit was born. How difficult is it to break this little formation of yours?"

"Boy, don't think that just because you are in the stage of transformation, you can speak rudely." A cold voice suddenly said, like a bucket of ice water falling from the sky, "It doesn't take much to kill you."

The eight elders showed shock, and they turned their heads together with the young man, and saw a scarlet figure leaning on the residual pillar, his sinister face gradually solidified.

The elders bowed together: "Welcome to the Demon Lord!"

Mozun said impatiently: "Get lost."

The elders led the people and rolled faster than Fei Peng, and in a blink of an eye there were only two people left in this world.The boy's expression remained unchanged, and he cupped his hands with a smile: "See God of Disaster."

Mozun looked at him a few times, and sneered: "It's rare for an upright disciple of a famous school to be a demon but not be expelled from the sect. I don't know if you hid it well, or your master is a fool."

The young man's smile gradually faded away, but his voice was still soft: "The God of Calamity issued an order this time, and the mission has been completed with everyone in the Demon Palace. Why do you still stay in the human world?"

The gods of heaven can only intervene in the human world when they are ordered by the emperor of heaven.Gods interfering with the human world is called "decree".The god of good fortune sends a decree of blessing, the god of wealth sends a decree of wealth, and the god of disaster can only send a decree of disaster.After the decree is completed, the gods return to the heavenly realm to return to their mission. It stands to reason that they should not still stay in the human realm.

The Mozun glanced at him lightly, and the young man's left arm suddenly folded, making a crisp "click".The young man lowered his head suddenly, and humbly knelt down to salute: "I have offended the God of Disaster."

There is no pain in the voice, and it is as elegant as singing.

Mozun couldn't help but glanced at him, and then suddenly asked: "If you can kill Li Shuyan, I will give you the priesthood right away, can you do it?"

The young man with his head down raised his face and smiled softly: "The Demon Lord is too tall to be judged."

Mozun hooked the corners of his lips with a fake smile, and changed the subject: "You did a good job this time. I am in a good mood. What do you want?"

The young man didn't play tricks: "It is rumored that there is a kind of fairy grass in Penglai, which can repel the godhead and seal the soul. It is called the Miehun grass. I also heard that this kind of grass grows beside the Yaochi in the heaven."

Demon Venerable raised his eyebrows and asked: "You want to be a soul-destroying nail? How can there be such a thing in the human world..."

He suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and his long eyebrows were raised with interest: "Who are you going to deal with? The mountain god?"

He just asked casually, never thinking that the young man laughed in a low voice, and said lightly: "Not bad."

Mozun looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly burst out laughing, raised his hand and patted the young man's shoulder: "Okay! Okay! You kid is my appetite!"

He looked towards the shadowy outline of Jiuchong Mountain, and said in a wild voice, "Fusang, I want to see, this time you can't stop it!"