The rise of the magnitude is not a shallow change such as "more abundant, larger", or faster, but a kind of transformation, like an insect breaking out of its cocoon and embracing the world with a new attitude.

Yan Li thought more far-reaching, and really had no connection with the present, which has always been his bad old habit - the more he is at the moment of life and death, the easier it is to be distracted.

What he was thinking about at the moment was the transformation of the Fengtian Sect, if this kind of transformation was also like a cultivator breaking through the realm, with its immortal and immortal characteristics, wouldn't it become more and more terrifying in the future?

It turned out that the idea was to let Yanshan steal a beautiful resume, but he never calculated it, and at the same time provoked a group of immortal monsters, but in summary, the gains outweighed the losses.

This is always the case in this world. If you want to do everything, you can't do it, and if you want to do it, you have to give up something.

All parts of the body were suddenly torn apart with extreme force, as if they were about to burst apart immediately.

He came back to his senses in shock, and in his divine thoughts, the fission power that originally lacked change had actually turned into an existence like a law domain, covering the entire valley.

The puppet Zhang Yaoyang was torn to pieces before he could make a contribution. He is at the level of empowerment, and his physical body has reached the top of the solidity of a practitioner, but he can't stop it for a moment.

Yan Li was also because the demon body was stronger, so it didn't shatter at the first time. His first thought was, of course, to flee backwards.

"Yan Li, save me!"

The cocoon of the soul silk was peeled off very quickly, and the layers were broken, comparable to the power of the demon, and it was about to touch the pitiful little girl at the core. Only at this time did the helplessness and fear on her face be a little more real?

For such a young life, death is such a heavy word.

Save?

Yan Li didn't hesitate to turn around and rush over, hugging her and rushing out of the valley.

Yue'er's heart was shocked for a moment, but she quickly realized that he still had to use me, otherwise he wished I would die. Thinking about it like this, he felt at ease and sneered, "If you don't run away quickly, you won't get a secret if I die!"

Yan Li pursed his lips and was silent, only pulling out his steps and fleeing, like an ant at the feet of a giant. He has seen a lot of multiplication, with vultures being the most, which is simply impossible to start, and any tricks and tricks are impossible to resist under this absolute power.

"Where to run!"

The pants on the vulture's lower body seem to have been specially ordered by someone, but they don't break it, and they still have a little dignity. He took a foot in the direction of Yan Li's escape, and the earth shook violently, and a straight crack appeared in the route, and under the endless fission force, the crack kept expanding.

On several occasions, the landscape outside the town of Peach Valley was subversively destroyed.

Yan Li avoided every thrilling danger, life and death hung by a thread, and it also continued to impact Yue'er's little heart. She was held in Yan Li's arms, only a fraction of a moment away from the impact, and her face turned pale due to several life and death moments, only to know that being with death was not a happy experience.

She looked at Yan Li's side face, and the carved lines were very eye-catching. It seems that there is still a calmness between life and death? Is it because she has encountered too much? She was a little jealous in her heart, and the hand hidden behind her back was fluttering.

This is undoubtedly a great opportunity, and it is a good idea to turn it into a puppet, torture and humiliate it a hundred and ten times, and then put it to death.

The corners of his mouth pursed a vicious smile, his five fingers moved slightly, and his soul gradually climbed up to Yan Li's Heavenly Spirit Acupoint.

Yan Li turned around suddenly, his eyes were dead, but he didn't say anything.

He didn't say anything, but he brought something deeper, invading Yue'er's heart and evolving into an endless cemetery: the haunting spirits let out a vicious roar, and the lingering spirits of the dead let out a mournful cry. The sky is full of undying tides of resentment, the gusts of wind pierce the bones, and the tombstones on the ground are engraved with blood-like names.

The whole darkness, the breathless dead silence, without a trace of light and fresh power.

Yue'er's heartstrings were constantly tugging, and she understood in an instant that these were the original sins that Yan Li was carrying, and her own insignificance was like an inconspicuous ghost in the cemetery, and she didn't even have a tombstone. The spirit has been greatly oppressed, and it is precisely because she herself is burdened that she feels the same way.

It turns out that you are a more evil being than me. She was inexplicably happy.

Rotting in the dark mire, struggling unwillingly, suffering in futility, and then tearing apart the old one, repeating the same cycle.

There was a brief time, under the gentle and beautiful shadow of the umbrella, under the smile that saved all things, and the dark realm was poured.

It's a pity that you can't have it anymore.

She silently collected the soul thread, and the corners of her mouth gradually rose with a sinister smile. Yan Li, come to this point, the darkness in your heart will no longer be saved, it will destroy you, and then you will see you fall into hell with your own eyes, wouldn't it be happy? It's fast, it's fast,—— Master, Yue'er is here, help you cut off the past and welcome a new life!

Falling to a hill and being let go, she took two steps back vigilantly and said, "What?"

"I decided to take a chance. Yan Lidao.

"Yue'er will cooperate with the big brother. Yue'er laughed.

Yan Li glanced over lightly, and easily understood the resentment behind the smile, but it didn't matter, whether this little girl's heart was dark or noble, he didn't want to care.

Out of the cliff, the sword heart enters the underworld.

......

The bitter Taoist priest was chased hard, and he scolded and begged softly, but he couldn't touch Ji Xuanyun.

When he forced into an alleyway, he shouted with an unkind face: "If I can kill Ji Po, I will also be able to kill you, why don't you fight back for a long time, why don't you think about it?"

"This king has already said, if I kill you by mistake, I will pay for it first. Ji Xuanyun approached step by step.

The bitter Taoist priest's eyes rolled sharply, and his heart suddenly moved, and he said: "Ji, no, King Wei, you stop, this Dao has to say a few words!"

"What else can you say?" Ji Xuanyun kept going, and soon he was about to touch the bitter Taoist.

The bitter Taoist priest said with a bitter face: "Even if you say your last words before you die, you still don't let people say it?"

"Hmph, you want to play tricks again?" Ji Xuanyun said.

"No, if you don't listen, keep you sorry for life!" said the bitter Taoist.

"Death!" Ji Xuanyun didn't believe it at all, and raised his fire fist to smash it over.

The bitter Taoist screamed, "Guangzhen's relics, don't you want them?"

The fist smacked slightly, condensed in front of his façade, burning horribly. He knew that there was a play, and continued with a sneer, "That Buddha saved you twice, and you and Yan Li vowed to retrieve the bones and send them back to Boshu Temple that day." Why, by now, you've forgotten about it?"

"What do you say?" Ji Xuanyun said.

"You let me go, and I'll give you the bones. "Bitter Daoist.

Lihate Palace has been taken care of a lot by the Buddha and the Boshu Temple.

In the face of life and death, how to choose between revenge and revenge?

There is no need to choose at all, the revenge of the father must be avenged, even if he becomes an ungrateful villain because of this, he will not hesitate to do so!