Chapter 205: Yan Jiu Has Changed?

Everything in front of him quickly petrified, and the hibiscus wood held up the defensive shield, and the walls of the tree, which had been turned into stone statues by the petrified eye, peeled off from above, as if peeling, revealing a new inside. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

And the new inner will be repetrified by Yan Jiu, which is like a cycle without a source, and the two sides are in a stalemate for a while.

The Petrified Eye is not without limitations, on the contrary, what she absorbs is Yan Jiu's spiritual power, and the vitality of Fusang Wood is not endless, especially when the spirit is still alive.

"What are you doing in a daze! Don't go kill her yet! Fusang Mu shouted loudly, but it was aimed at the self on the side.

Yan Jiu's eyes were red, but his expression was not afraid, "You think that only you have a helper!" ā€

"Spirit parasitism! Wrap her up for me! ā€

Yan Jiu shouted loudly, and a pine-cypress-like curly branch suddenly poked out of the vitality spring and tightly grabbed Fusang's waist.

Fusang was originally a tree spirit, and it stands to reason that she couldn't roll it, but endless filaments stretched out from that branch and pierced deep into her spiritual body.

The spirit parasit's eyes lit up, and (if he had eyes) the man whom his master wanted to entangle himself seemed to contain a much richer vitality, a hundred times more delicious than these springs.

Another pine-cypress-like branch poked out from the bottom of the water again, and once again wrapped itself around Fusang's waist, followed by the third and fourth branches......

The spirit parasitism was so happy, he didn't expect this "thing" to be so delicious, and he was only thinking about eating, but he didn't expect that he had already wrapped Fusang into a Christmas tree.

Fusang had no time to resist Yan Jiu's petrified eyes, because this spirit parasitism alone made her a little too busy to take care of herself.

Yan Jiu opened his eyes and looked at himself on the side with red eyes.

"Now, it's your turn!" Yan Jiu pointed five fingers, and the sharp claws between her fingers skyrocketed instantly, she no longer stayed, and rushed directly towards herself!

What is the most worthy of the demon cultivator's pride, it is naturally a physical body comparable to a magic weapon, Yan Jiu doesn't believe that her physical body can't compare to the skin of herself.

At this time, outside the Fusang wood, Jin Jinzi was witnessing the decline of the Fusang wood with a shocked face.

In just a moment, the originally curly leaves began to wither off piece by piece, and even the originally thick stems began to turn to ashes, apparently out of life.

"How can this be......" Jin Jinzi knelt on the ground in a distraction, and at her feet were the withered branches and leaves of the Fuso wood, broken and broken.

She thought she had avoided the bee silkworm, but she didn't expect it......

"Could it be that my Golden Crow clan is going to be cut off here?"

"It's okay," Jin Yu gently clasped Jin Jin into his arms and comforted him softly, "Jin Zi, don't be sad, there will always be another way." ā€

The changes in Fusang Wood naturally fell in the eyes of the Demon Lord, and he didn't know why, he always felt that the changes in Fusang Wood were inseparable from Yan Jiu.

At this moment, I only heard a loud "bang", and the center of the Fusang tree suddenly exploded, and among the stumps and broken trees in the sky, a male cultivator with a cloak rolled out from the inside.

His face was stained with blood, his crown was torn, and he rolled far away on the ground in embarrassment, and as soon as he stopped his body, he chose a direction and fled in a panic.

"There are people in Fuso Muli!"

There was a lot of noise, but Yu Xue Shu was the most surprised, how could that person become like this?

Yu Xue sensed that something was wrong, and he quietly disappeared behind everyone.

And just when the Fusang wood turned into a mess, someone stepped on the dead branches and leaves and walked slowly from inside.

She looks stunningly beautiful, the corners of her lips are smiling, and the sharp claws on her hands show her identity as a demon, and the most amazing thing is not her beauty, but the momentum on her body, although it is not far away, it still makes people want to kneel down and surrender.

Yu Xueshu: This is Yan Jiu!

Demon Lord: This is Yan Jiu?

Not to mention the consternation of Yu Xue Shu and the Demon Lord, I saw Yan Jiuyi appear, and the monks who had resisted the bee silkworm with Jin Jinzi had already knelt down involuntarily.

Not only them, but even Yu Xue Shu trembled, and there was a voice desperately ordering himself, "Surrender, surrender", if it weren't for Yu Xue Shu supporting the Fusang wood behind him, he would have already knelt down.

Even the Demon Monarch couldn't help but take a step back when he saw this, the momentum on Yan Jiu's body was so strong that the blood veins on his body were churning, especially the black prints on his body, which were even more violent on his body.

The Demon Lord thought that this Yan Jiu must have had some adventure.

Yan Jiu didn't care about this, she only wanted to kill herself at this time, and she didn't care about the changes that happened in her body after she fused the bloodline of the bee silkworm queen.

"Run? Are you running away? Yan Jiu swung his claws towards himself.

The narrow wound runs from the shoulder to the waist and abdomen, such a long distance, such a hideous injury, but the self seems to be painless at all.

He lay on his back for a long time, looking at Yan Jiu and laughing loudly: "It's useless, Ling, you can't kill me." ā€

"Really?" Yan Jiu chuckled, she waved her fingers, but this time she cut off most of her arm.

But despite this, the ego does not have a trace of fear of death, on the contrary, he seems to be the one who enjoys this feast of death.

"Even if you destroy this body, there is nothing, I can find another one, as long as the sky does not die, I will also live forever."

Yan Jiu was about to wave his arm, but it was stiff.

"You say, if the sky does not die, you will not perish?"

"Yes," he smirked, "So, don't bother with it, you are still obediently refined by me, once Youtian wakes up, he will definitely not let you go, believe me, no one will give up the opportunity to become a god." ā€

Until this point, this self is still here to figure out the situation of the foolish dream.

"Even though you didn't die, you escaped, didn't you?" Yan Jiu looked in the direction of his escape, and not far behind him, there was a sun fire like a black veil.

"Let me think about it? Are you for the fire of the sun? No, no," Yan Jiu said with a playful look in his eyes, "If you cared about the Sun Fire, you would have left with it a long time ago, and if I guess, you should be an extraterritorial Heavenly Demon who trapped the Sun Fire." ā€

"How do you know about the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon?"

"yes, why would I know?"

Yan Jiu said and looked at himself on the ground with pity.

"The Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon will not appear in the Yunxian Realm at all, and it is impossible for you to leave the Yunxian Realm, I guess, this Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon must come from the private collection of your physical body."

Yan Jiu swept over Yu Xue Shu, who was hiding behind the people, "And you, because your soul is mutilated and your body is ruined, you can't manipulate the extraterritorial heavenly demons, you will definitely try your best to deceive a fool and let him do things for you, while you are quietly hiding behind the scenes, thinking that you are strategizing and waiting for me to take the bait." ā€

Yan Jiu said and looked at himself, "You say, yes or no?" (To be continued.) )