After the blood painting finished speaking, he saw that "Yuan Fengqing" didn't look very interested, just hugged his arms to his chest and looked at him coldly, with no waves in his blood-colored eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the distance, the white figure was getting closer and closer, and when he got closer to the ruins, the blood painting smiled, "Brother Yuexiao, I haven't seen you for a long time, thank you." ”

The young man in the moon-white robe had beads of sweat on his face, and after his figure fell under the tree, he bowed his hand slightly to him, "Brother Blood Painting can actually transmit the sound to me from thousands of miles away, and this skill is also worthy of admiration, so naturally I will do my best to help you succeed." After speaking, he waved his sleeves, and a blue shadow fell from his sleeve to the ground, but it was the embarrassed Ling Bo.

Ling Bo, who fell to the ground, was obviously sealed with spiritual power and had no ability to resist, but just stared at Yue Xiao with a pair of extremely resentful eyes, and asked sharply, "Why did you do this?" The lord of this city treats you like a jewel, you have been in the Demon Domain for more than a thousand years, if you don't have me, how can you live so freely? ”

"You treat me well," Yue Xiao looked at her with a blank expression, "But have you ever thought that I never needed your care, and staying in the Demon Domain was just my expedient measure." But in the past thousand years, you have intensified and devoured so many men's souls, and many of them have formed a brotherhood with me, have you ever thought about my feelings when you killed them? Although I am not a saint and have never wanted to save the people, I cannot tolerate you devouring the souls of many of my brothers in front of me, do you understand? ”

"What are they? It's just lowly people, if they don't love my beauty, how can they willingly be my food? Limbo laughed hysterically, his face blue and his high-pitched voice sounding like a ghost of the night, very scary.

Yue Xiao glanced at her in disgust, didn't say anything more to her, looked up and only asked the blood painting, "What are you going to do with her?" She has been poisoned by my soul hook, and it will not be possible to lift it for seven days and seven nights. ”

"Thank you." The blood painting glanced at Ling Bo, who was extremely angry, and turned his eyes to "Yuan Fengqing" and said, "Although her body is a demon fetus transformed by your Yuan Shen power, it may not be suitable for you, the Demon Lord must not forget, what she has cultivated for more than ten years is all the exercises of the Immortal Gate Righteous Path, which is exactly the opposite of your Demon Skills, even if you can overcome this problem in the early stage, as your cultivation continues to improve in the later stage, the Immortal Gate Exercises that are suppressed by you will gradually become a cancer in your body, and the stronger you are, the more powerful it will be, and sooner or later it will become the biggest obstacle on your cultivation path." ”

Listening to his analysis, "Yuan Fengqing" not only was not in a hurry, but smiled and said, "Are you a three-year-old child?" Cangyunmen's mental method, she has only been cultivating for more than ten years, what harm can she do to the deity? ”

Blood Painting shook his head, "The Demon Lord is wrong again, since you have been lurking in Feng Qing's body for so long, you should remember those memories of your past life that day when she strayed into the mirror array at the bottom of the South China Sea, right?" How could her cultivation be the immortal sect of the mortal realm? The Immortal Domain Tianmo Family has tens of thousands of years of foundation and inheritance, and how can the exercises of cultivation be comparable to the exercises of Cangyun Gate? ”

After he reminded, "Yuan Fengqing" seemed to remember the memories that Yuan Fengqing saw in the picture of the South China Sea Mirror Array before, although he did not fully generate spiritual consciousness at that time, but he could recall the approximate details, the people who appeared in Yuan Fengqing's memory and the Immortal City and the Valley of Forgotten Worries were not things in the mortal world, even if he was one of the best people in the mortal world, he went to the fairy realm, but he was only the existence at the bottom, how could he be compared with those families who had tens of thousands of years of inheritance and inheritance? The exercises of the Natural Immortal Realm are also several times more advanced than those of the Lingchuan Continent, if it is really as the blood painting said, slowly eating away at his magic power after a long period of lurking in her body, wouldn't it be better to put the cart before the horse, but not good?

Seeing the hesitation in the eyes of "Yuan Fengqing", the blood painting struck while the iron was hot, and stretched out his hand to Ling Bodao, "Look at her, she was born with the fetus of the demon spirit, belongs to the demon spirit root of the mutated spirit root, and is also a rare genius in the magic cultivation for a thousand years, and what she cultivates is the magic skill, which has no conflict with you, and then she gets the power in the demon spirit bead, and the ascension to the immortal realm is just around the corner." Even if you don't plan to ascend for the time being, you can go to the Ghost Realm and settle old accounts with the Ghost Emperor Feiyuan, isn't that good? ”

It was only at this time that Ling Bo heard a rough idea, his eyes condensed slightly, and he asked sharply, "Blood Painting, what are you going to do?" What is a thousand-year-old genius? What is conflict-free? Seeing that he didn't look at himself, he didn't intend to answer, and turned his resentful gaze to the opposite "Yuan Fengqing", as if he realized that she had fallen into a demon, raised his head and laughed wildly, "Yuan Fengqing, Yuan Fengqing, it turns out that you also have today?" What retribution! Retribution! ”

Seeing her so noisy, Yue Xiao frowned, stretched out her hand to seal her dumb hole, and let her look at her eyes almost fly out of the knife, but she didn't even look at her, just locked her eyes on the "Yuan Fengqing" a hundred meters ahead, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

When the blood painting was transmitted to him, he was a little suspicious, but when he heard that Yuan Fengqing was killed, he couldn't think about it, and he didn't hate Ling Bo for a day or two, and there was a chance for this ** slut to get retribution, why wouldn't he do it? Only then did he take the opportunity to put a homemade strange poison in Ling Bo's decoction, and then put her into the space immortal weapon and took her out of the demon domain, but it did not attract the attention of the four demon generals, and it was very smooth.

At the moment, he had judged from the words of the blood painting that the "Yuan Fengqing" on the other side was not himself, but he also felt that the demonic energy on this person's body was very turbulent, far above him and Ling Bo's cultivation, not to mention that Yuan Fengqing's Yuan Shen still didn't know what was going on, and even the blood painting was a rat bogey, so he naturally didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only keep a firm eye on the other party, so as not to be escaped by him and lose the opportunity to rescue Yuan Fengqing.

After Ling Bo's voice stopped, Siye regained his tranquility, and the blood painting didn't say any more, just looked at "Yuan Fengqing" condescendingly, and only waited for him to think clearly before making a decision.

However, after a cup of tea, she still didn't speak, presumably she was still unwilling to give up the demon fetus of Yuan Fengqing, a trace of cold killing intent flashed in the eyes of the blood painting, and she slowly landed beside Yue Xiao, staring at the opposite "Yuan Fengqing" and said, "By the way, remind the Demon Monarch, this monarch is not an entity, if you invade your sea of consciousness with a spirit body, even if Fengqing's Yuan Shen is sealed by you, your Yuan Shen may not be the opponent of this Jun." And this gentleman has never liked to be threatened by others, and would rather break the jade than be whole, but if you make a loss, you are only proud of those hypocrites who claim to be famous and righteous, what good will it be for you and me? ”

Hearing the threat in his tone, "Yuan Fengqing" laughed instead of anger, "Your Excellency's combination of grace and power makes the deity very entangled, but you are right, you and I are really not good to lose both." However, just giving up the demon fetus that I had turned into with the magic power of my whole body, the deity really couldn't let go. How about you tell me who the monk who killed Iris is, and I accept your terms, withdraw from her body at once, and return her spirit to you intact. ”

The blood painting looked at him and didn't say anything for a long time.