The whole cultivation world wants to rob my son

Feng Qi clenched the child's hand, and spread his consciousness around trying to find out the clue.

Liu Yuan pinched the branch with one hand, feeling that the other hand being held was a bit too tight and couldn't help but struggle, but it only made Feng Qi hold it tighter.

Beyond the range they could see, the place where the consciousness went was silent, the palace burning with flames was still there, and the trees, flowers and plants in the forest did not move at all, as if they were finely carved sculptures, without any Breath of life.

Tsk, is that so?

His Majesty the Demon Emperor withdrew his consciousness, hugged the bewildered child and kissed him, "Little fool, I know where this is now."

Liu Yuan blinked and didn't respond to his words, didn't he already said it just now?Why did you say it again?Also call him little fool, Fenghuang must be stupid himself.

You don't need to think about what this little fool is thinking, Feng Qi tossed his hair, and didn't mind the child's questioning of himself at all, "It's because I neglected many things carelessly, that's why I didn't see the same thing here just now , Don’t be afraid, we’ll be out soon.”

"Really?" Liu Yuan's eyes lit up, his clear pupils sparkled, afraid that the person in front of him was just coaxing him, he couldn't help asking again and again.

Feng Qi held the excited child in his arms, and said again in a very sure tone, since this is his memory, it will be easy to handle.

Can he get out of his own territory?

"Close your eyes, hold tight, and you can go back immediately." His Majesty the Demon Emperor hugged the child with one hand, bowed his head and gave a warning, then raised his other hand.

In the next moment, overwhelming flames appeared out of thin air, and the whole world was shattered like broken porcelain, quickly revealing the outside world.

With joy on Feng Qi's face, he hugged Liu Yuan tightly to let the flame burn to the extreme. However, at the same time as the world was shattered, a sword light came out of thin air and rushed straight towards them.

This familiar feeling...is Ye Xingchen!

Feng Qi, who had just been frozen by the ice and snow sword intent in the sea of ​​drifting consciousness, flashed and quickly dodged the oncoming attack, but the person on the opposite side seemed to be crazy, he missed a hit and then came again. It's like hitting an enemy.

Feng Qi yelled a few times but got no response. He was so angry that he wanted to throw the child in his arms over to him to have a look. Luckily, his rationality told him that the current situation was not right, so he could bear such a dangerous thought.

After all, he has just grown up, and his strength is far inferior to that of Ye Xingchen. After a few back and forth, he could only dodge in embarrassment. Liu Yuan felt the familiar atmosphere, and this happened before it was too late to be happy. He was stunned for a while. .

Why did Dad beat them?

The black-clothed swordsman with a cold expression holds a sword in one hand with killing intent, while the long sword in his hand is shining brightly, and the star pattern on the hilt is shimmering, showing a bit of mystery in the snowflakes of the world.

The cold wind swept in, rolled up the snowflakes in the air, and the silvery white became more and more obvious to the eyes, and it became more and more difficult for Feng Qi to hide. He hated white, hated snow, especially the snow made by Ye Xingchen!

Is your brain flooded?Why didn't you hear your son in my arms?It's been a while since you've been away, and you don't even want the cubs anymore, why didn't Mu Wenxian kill you, an incomprehensible guy?

Soon there was no place to dodge around, Feng Qi cursed in his heart, and when he turned his head, he was greeted with a bloody devilish aura...

——Are you two crazy? !

His Majesty the Demon Emperor, who hastily dodged, couldn't help cursing at last, and simply kept Liu Yuan behind him, and if they had the ability, they would chop off, head on.

The dark devilish energy collided with Ling Lie's sword intent, and soon became entangled again. The eyes of the man with the cold blade were painful, and Liu Yuan poked Feng Qi's palm, looking at the two wrestling together. The man whispered, "That's not my father."

Although his father had never touched him before, he could feel that the aura that annoyed him was not their father, but the ugly thing that was hiding in his sea of ​​consciousness and sneaking around would only scare him.

Feng Qi, who was lying on the side and gasping for breath, took the child to hide a little away, and watched from the side away from the battle center, and he also saw what was tricky.

This demon clan is indeed not Mu Wenxian.

Ye Xingchen's attack just now was not aimed at them, but at this guy. Only by comparing can it be seen that the sword move just now is nothing at all, and now it is the real strength of Sword Master Fuyu.

Um?real strength?Ye Xingchen obviously hasn't returned to his heyday, so how could he have the ability to cause such a big commotion?

Haven't they come out of memory yet?

Liu Yuan looked at the sword master in black without blinking, grasped Feng Qi's sleeves and his little face was flushed with excitement. This is Father's power, the pure and holy power that is enough to cleanse all the filth in the world.

Feng Qi protected the child who was watching the battle eagerly with one hand, and reduced the sense of existence of the two of them to the extreme, and then patiently analyzed the current situation.

He remembered that he had heard from the third elder that when the demons attacked the human world hundreds of years ago, the power of the human race was trapped in the secret realm. The Mozu had to retreat.

When Duan Yonglu returned to the Demon Realm, Mu Wenxian, the current Demon Lord, dispersed all his subordinates with lightning speed, and then suppressed the entire Demon Realm with bloody means. Since then, there has been no major movement in the Demon Realm for 300 years.

If this is really the memory of the little fool, then now is the shocking battle 300 years ago?

This little fool's transformation into Mu Wenxian's heart and blood has contributed a lot, that is to say, the current Liuyuan sword has been stained with demon blood, and it is not unreasonable for Ye Xingchen to have such a strong killing intent.

The demons are born with the weak and the strong, and the sword cultivator is connected with the soul of the sword. One party is infected with the demonic energy, and the other party is bound to be affected. Although the memory of the little fool started from Fuyu Mountain, these pictures appeared when he had signs of transformation But still seared deep in memory.

Ye Xingchen didn't seem to let him change back to his original form since the little idiot changed his form. Although the little idiot himself wouldn't be a very important reason, if they wanted to, there was always a way to change back.

He was young, and if it wasn't for this coincidence, he would not have had the chance to see this battle that was endlessly celebrated in the human world, and this little fool had never seen Ye Xingchen's real sword. This time really benefited a lot.

As long as they hide well, the people in their memory will not be able to cause them any harm. Watching Fuyu Sword Master fight against others with his own eyes will benefit the little fool much more than him.

Ling Lie's sword energy continuously overflowed from the side of the black-clothed sword master, Liu Yuan watched carefully, his clear eyes sparkled with dazzling light.

This is Father's sword intent, and also his sword intent. Father's comprehension of the way of the sword can be expressed in the sword aura. As a sword spirit, he naturally sees not only the sword aura that can kill demons.

I don't know since when, the child has closed his eyes, he is standing in the raging sword aura, but the sword aura has no intention of hurting him, but wraps around him, as if he has been waiting for a long time. more active elsewhere.

Liu Yuan was still holding the branch brought out from Feng Qi's memory in his hand, his transparent and bright skin became more and more radiant under the lingering sword energy, his long eyelashes trembled, he opened his eyes, blood-colored pupils like It was covered with thick frost, and it looked very similar to Fuyu Jianzun who was still fighting on the other side.

Dark clouds covered the moon, the stars in the sky became brighter and brighter, and the Liuyuan sword in Ye Xingchen's hand was more powerful. Liuyuan raised the branch in his hand, and every move was no different from that of the black-clothed sword master holding the sword.

This kind of mysterious and mysterious state can be encountered but not sought after. Duan Yonglu brought them into memory at the cost of distraction. Is it to make them stronger as soon as possible?

Haha, thank you so much.

Feng Qi hooked the corners of his lips mockingly, his eyes still fell on the child who was drawn by the sword energy, even if it was just a small branch, it was no different from a magic weapon in the child's hands.

He is a sword. To him, there is no difference between having a sword or not having a sword in his hand, just like Fuyu Sword Master who is still anxious outside at the moment, as long as the realm is reached, everything can be a sword.

Strands of golden threads flowed from the twinkling stars, gathering in Liu Yuan's hands from the sky down, and the sword's momentum gradually echoed with the sky and the earth. This is the inherent advantage of the sword spirit, and it is the blessing of heaven that even the three races of humans, monsters and demons can hardly hope for.

His Majesty the Demon Emperor was in a good mood, and the corners of the lips of the children, who were getting better and better, could not help but raise a joyful arc, and it was time for them to go out.

The next moment, the world was once again shattered.