The outside world has said that the Demon Venerable has not been out of the Hidden Dragon Abyss for a hundred years, and the words have been passed on for a long time, and even Ji Lianzhou himself has heard a few words. What is the old devil who has done so many evil things, I am afraid that he will not dare to come out of the abyss to face the righteous path of the entire cultivation realm, and one day the heavenly path will be reincarnated, and there will be a catastrophe thunder that will take him away...... In this way, the children in the Qi refining period will not believe it, but they are hung up by a group of distraction period monks, purely to talk about self-comfort.

He not only went out of the Qianlong Yuan, but also hid his identity, watching a round of moth eyebrows on the top of Kunlun Mountain sprinkled with clear light on the mountain, and watching the shark monster swallowing the boat on the coast of the East China Sea in Cangyuan.

Since breaking the seal in his body and entering the Mahayana period, Ji Lianzhou has looked at the people in the cultivation realm as if he were looking at a group of ants. He was no longer in a hurry to break through, but instead stayed leisurely and leisurely, staying in the Mahayana period for another 10,000 years.

can be used as a natural demon body, even if he no longer kills people and takes babies, Ji Lianzhou's meridians are still spontaneously absorbing and swallowing day by day. One day, he was going to start the catastrophe.

Before the clouds fell, Ji Lianzhou had a premonition. It is said that the Great Dao is ruthless, let alone demon cultivation, he will not stay in that kind of place and wait for the Heavenly Tribulation to come.

The miasma in the western part of Cangyuan is heavy, and it is extremely harmful to ordinary monks, but it is okay for demon cultivators. He faced the thunder, his cuffs bulged, his long black hair scattered in the air, and small electric currents rushed through his body. The thunder became thicker and thicker, and the scenes of the past 20,000 years flashed in front of his eyes, from the Qi refining period to the golden pill, the marriage of babies, and the splitting of the Yuan Shen...... In such a chaotic era, if you don't do it, you can only be slaughtered by others, not to mention that there are things that must be recovered. What about demon cultivation, as long as he is strong enough, who dares to beat him.

The clouds are getting thicker and thicker, and there is a great posture of sweeping the heavens and the earth. The miasma around his body was blown away by the howling wind, and Ji Lianzhou stood alone in mid-air, his eyes suddenly blood-red, and lightning flashed.

The first three days were easily resisted, but on the fourth day, the thunder still did not mean to stop, but each one contained more energy. Ji Lianzhou asked himself, he really didn't want to stay in this cultivation realm again, since this was the case, why not do his best once.

He calmed his mind and used the aura around him to resist the thunder. Day 5 & 6...... Ji Lianzhou no longer repairs the wounds that burst out of blood on the skin, but only keeps the important meridians from cracking.

All kinds of magic weapons had been used one after another before, and after throwing away the three magic umbrellas, Ji Lianzhou's heart suddenly moved, and he looked up at the thunder and lightning that was condensing again.

The clouds obscured all the daylight, but the light of the thunder and lightning illuminated the surroundings almost as day.

It's almost over.

On the seventh day, the speed of the thunder condensation had obviously slowed down. On the contrary, the thunder and lightning that thundered down were all thick, drowning Ji Lianzhou's whole person in it.

At this point, he finally sacrificed his natal magic weapon. It was a sword, cast 20,000 years ago, and it was made of the strongest material in the world, and it was tempered with the blood of dozens of demon beasts.

It is ridiculous to say that the righteous monks sealed him into the Hidden Dragon Abyss, but few people know that the so-called Hidden Dragon Abyss was made by him with a sword.

He lovingly brushed the blade of the sword, his fingertips felt cold to the touch, and they became warm little by little. The hilt of the sword vibrated in his hand, as if feeling the mood of his master.

"It's a pity that I didn't name you......"

It's a thing of the past.

Ji Lianzhou smiled slightly. Covered in bloody scabs, he looks like a Shura crawling out of hell.

He tossed the sword in his hand into the air, pinched the spell, and waited for the next thunderbolt to fall.

Thousands of miles away, Ji Yuan accompanied his little sister Lin Lan and rushed east.

Behind him, in the distance, the last thunderbolt struck.

The nameless sword shattered, making a sound that sounded like a wail. Ji Lianzhou looked up to the sky and laughed, and the meridians were broken inch by inch: "Could it be that the way of heaven can't tolerate me!" ”

He fell into a dream-like situation, his mind fluctuated, just like 10,000 years ago, he slaughtered hundreds of thousands of people, surrounded by the blood of others, countless people looked at him, their eyes were full of hatred, and they said word by word: "You devil, you will not die well!" ”

But he still lived well for 10,000 years.

A dark light emerged from under the slowly dispersed ink clouds, accompanied by a hazy shadow that almost drifted between heaven and earth. Ji Lianzhou's eyes were closed, and with the little soul power left, he counted a hexagram.

To the east, faintly, there is a blood line implicated with him.

In the Qianlong Yuan, the slightly famous demon cultivators all knew that the Demon Venerable Ji Lianzhou of the Mahayana period was a broken sleeve. Not only do I not like the charming female cultivators of the Demon Dao, but I don't even look down on the male cultivators who are quite good-looking.

His greatest preference was the righteous monks who had been taken into captivity...... I don't know what kind of quirk it is.

Such a Ji Lianzhou, of course, will not have bloodline left. But although his parents died young, he did not forget to tell him, and he also had several nieces and nephews.

The situation is urgent and urgent. Ji Lianzhou immediately made a decision and headed east.

The matter of giving up depends not only on the talent of the chosen body, but also on whether it is compatible with oneself. There is a blood relationship, no matter how weak it is, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

The foundation of the Mahayana period is there, even if it is almost dispersed by lightning, it is still easy to stun a little girl who has just built a foundation. Then, Ji Lianzhou looked at the kid who was looking at him vigilantly, and suddenly smiled.

Count his fate or not, this kid is an excellent life in addition to committing peach blossom trouble.

"What's your name?" He asked.

Ji Yuan pursed his lips tightly and did not answer.

Ji Lianzhou smiled lightly. He only has his soul left, but he shows his original eyebrows. The tips of his eyes were hooked upwards and bent into a sultry arc, which made Ji Yuan tremble: "It's okay." After all, there are so many things to know, it's all up to you to tell me, and you have to wait until when. ”

Ji Yuan resisted desperately, and finally lost to the Yuan Shen in front of him, which was too strong. His soul was pulled out of his body alive, and he was in pain. A force swept over his souls, and then he heard the same voice from before.

"Xiaoyao Sect? Tsk, you kid, why are you eating in the bowl and looking into the pot. Anyway, although it's a foundation, let's make do with it. ”

That was the last thing he heard.

After searching for souls, Ji Lianzhou simply and neatly dispersed Ji Yuan's three souls and seven spirits, and floated into the other party's body.

Since then, there is no such person as Ji Yuan in the world, only Ji Lianzhou, who builds the body of the foundation and carries the primordial god of the Mahayana period.

This qiē happens extremely quickly. When Ji Lianzhou threw himself into his new body, the sky was not bright, and the little girl who was knocked unconscious just now slept soundly.

He continued to look at Ji Yuan's memories while thinking about what he would do in the future. The moment the meridians were shattered by the thunder, he decided to find someone to take it away...... Sure enough, I was still unwilling to die like this.

The Xiaoyao Sect is the largest faction above the Cangyuan, and Lin Jingbai is very fond of this third disciple.

And he's just building a foundation now. If you want to leave the Xiaoyao Sect, I'm afraid it will not be an easy thing.

After all, there is a memory of Ji Yuan. And although Ji Yuan's talent is high, he is not as suitable for demon cultivation as his own body. Ji Lianzhou twisted his eyebrows, did he have to take the road of stabilizing the Dao heart and refining the aura of heaven and earth?

Thinking of this, his eyebrows tightened. He doesn't even have a Dao heart, and he has lived recklessly all his life, so how can he be stable.

What's more, just looking at this kid's careful thoughts, he is also not a stable master. Even the foundation was not laid at the beginning, where there was later.

Ji Lianzhou became a 10,000-year-old Demon Venerable, so he naturally didn't want to do nothing after taking it away. Besides, the power of his Yuan Shen is still there, and he is saying that he is cultivating again, but he is just raising his body to the level where he can adapt to the Yuan Shen.

The net bottle can carry the water of the ocean. Waste time, and sooner or later something will happen.

With the reputation of the Xiaoyao Sect, the disciples of the rebellious sect wanted to continue walking in the Cangyuan......

He hadn't come up with a result yet, and over there, Lin Lan was about to wake up with a snort.

Divine sense swept Lin Lan's movements, Ji Lianzhou looked down at the scars on his new body, closed his eyes, and fell to the ground.

Lin Lan found Ji Yuan, looked at the other party's tragic situation, and almost cried. She was a pampered one in her past life, the elders pitied her and loved her, and the second senior sister was also very concerned about her. As for Ji Yuan, he treated her gently like those handsome sons in the mortal world. Lin Lan didn't know if she liked the other party, but no matter what, she didn't want to watch the other party die like this.

It is rumored that he also has a senior brother who disappeared in the battle between good and evil a hundred years ago, which made his father mourn for a long time. If Senior Brother Yu Ze is gone, how sad should my father be?

Lin Lan cried for a while, wiped her tears, and her expression became firm. She helped Ji Yuan up, tried to pinch out the wind control technique, felt it, and felt that she could still bear Ji Yuan's weight, so she continued to hurry.

She was no longer reckless, and went directly to Qianshanwu, revealing her identity, hoping to get help.

Above the Cangyuan, there are thirteen major factions that can be counted, and the Xiaoyao Sect ranks first. As for Qianshanwu, it should be included among the weakest of them.

In the face of such a favor sent to the door, Qianshanwu Jin did not refuse. The avenue is ruthless, yes, of course they can take advantage of the fire to rob. However, the Xiaoyao Sect is still poking there, and it is separated from Qianshanwu by a few mountains, and they will settle accounts to see how to act the most cost-effective.

Not only did they settle Lin Lan and Ji Yuan well, but they also sent their disciples to Xiaoyao Sect to report the news according to Lin Lan's request. In addition, the master of Qianshan Dock pondered the movements in the west two days ago, and probably guessed what Lin Lan had encountered.

It's nothing more than being affected by the old devil who was robbed.

In the past 10,000 years, except for Ji Lianzhou, there has never been a Mahayana period in the cultivation realm, and those who have cultivated to the highest level are not overly superb. There is only one person who has such cultivation above the Cangyuan, that is, Lin Lan's uncle, Lingxiao Zhenren of Xiaoyao Sect.

Ling Xiao has been in retreat for thousands of years, and I don't know when, or if it will break through.

As for the other continents, the head of Kunlun is also the peak of distraction. Also, it is some of the elders of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and the various divine dragons have no end in sight.

The previous movement, except for the old devil's breakthrough, did not think about it. Unfortunately, the movement was so great that no monk dared to explore it.

Whether Ji Lianzhou will rise or fall, this may become a hotly discussed topic in the cultivation world for a long time.

Ten days later, someone from the Xiaoyao Sect came to pick up Lin Lan and Ji Yuan back to the sect.

When Lin Lan saw the other party, she pounced aggrievedly: "Uncle Ding......" complained coquettishly, and then asked, "Why didn't my father come?" ”

Ding Xingxuan stroked Lin Lan's hair: "People who are almost two hundred years old, why do you still have such a little daughter's attitude?" Hasn't Yu Ze woken up yet? ”

Lin Lan nodded, with a little sadness in her eyebrows and eyes: "I don't know what's wrong." ”

Ding Xingxuan sighed, thought of something again, and said in a brisk tone: "Don't worry too much, go back and see Senior Brother, it will be fine." Yuhua, I have good news for you. ”

"What?" Lin Lan blinked.

"Your senior brother Yuhuang is back."