Wen Yi never came back after leaving, and Chu Yao was worried about Wen Yi's safety and left the martial arts conference early. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As soon as I pushed open the door of the inn, I saw Wen Yi meditating cross-legged and pranayama. Chu Yao said with concern: "Yiyi, what's wrong with you?" The face is so pale. ”

Wen Yi's complexion used to be pale, but he was not as lifeless white as he is now, as if he would pass away at any time in the next moment. Chu Yao was very worried, Wen Yi was not only his savior, but also his most beloved woman. The divine power ran through the muscles and veins for a week, and the pain in Wen Yi's shoulder dissipated a lot.

Hearing Chu Yao's concerned question, he smiled and said, "Ah Chu, I'm fine." It's just an old problem, just rest for a while. Chu Yao couldn't rest assured, and reached out to probe the temperature of Wen Yi's forehead. After making sure that it was okay, he put his heart at ease, "Yiyi, I don't know who the old friend I went to see just now was?" ”

Wen Yi grabbed Chu Yao's arm and said, "It's just someone I knew before, and now I don't have contact, and I just went to say hello when I saw it just now." Chu Yao didn't doubt it, but just advised: "Yiyi rest early tonight, I see that your face is really not good." ”

In the past, every time Wen Yi opened the second pulse of Ren Du for him, his face would become extremely bad, but it would not be like now, as if it would disappear in the next moment. All his relatives have left him, and now there is only Yiyi left by his side, and he must not let Yiyi have an accident.

Wen Yi's aura was completely covered by demonic energy, and Wuyue would not be able to find Wen Yi's specific whereabouts for a while and a half. She could only go back to the inn where she was resting first, and a large amount of demonic qi appeared just now, although she was not contaminated, the demonic qi in her body still uncontrollably moved.

The heart beats irregularly, and every time it is painful like a knife. Wuyue wanted to forcibly perform the exercise of pranayama, but was devoured by the demonic energy. "Poof" Wuyue spurted out a mouthful of blood, and slowly fell on the bed with her hands on her chest, completely unconscious.

She seemed to be walking in a fog, and all she could see around her was white mist. There was no end to the long road, and she was tired of walking and wanted to sit down and rest. found a delicate woman in front of her, "Wuyue, why are you here?" Come back to the Nine-Fold Hall with me. ”

She stretched out her hand, and her sister's figure dissipated into her fingertips. "Sister, don't go." She ran in the direction where her sister disappeared regardless of it, how could her sister leave her alone. She ran tirelessly, but she never got out of the endless fog.

The eternal white color made her heart a little impatient, this white mist was so annoying, blocking her vision and making her lose her sister. Why does this white fog exist, if only it didn't exist. The divine power condensed with her thoughts, and her right hand raised slightly, as long as the white mist was destroyed, she would be able to see her sister.

She aimed at the white mist and smashed it hard, but the purple light disappeared halfway. The bewitching man in red grabbed her wrist, "Be sober, this is just your dream, if you are not determined, you will be devoured by the demons." "Who are you?" She looked curiously at the delicate-looking man.

The man in red raised his thin lips slightly, and his voice was low, "You will know who I am in the future, and the most important thing now is to follow me." The man pulled her all the way out of the white mist, "Don't go, who are you?" The figure of the man in red slowly faded away.

It was the morning of the second day when Wuyue woke up, the pain in his chest had subsided, and the demonic energy of the commotion had been suppressed again. Yesterday, she was trapped by her inner demons and was almost devoured. If it weren't for the man in red, she would just be a slave to demonic energy now.

If you don't find a way to expel the demonic qi from your body, sooner or later you will have problems. But even if she is an ancient god, she can't be completely free of demons. As long as there is a demon, she will be controlled by the demonic energy, what should she do? Wuyue fell into deep thought, not noticing that the white fox fairy on the soft couch was weak.

It took Wen Yi three days to heal from her internal injuries. She decided to take the final step of repairing her soul right away, and she wanted to resurrect Achu before Wuyue caught up. Chu Yao didn't understand that he hadn't opened up the second vein of Ren Du a few days ago, and Wen Yi still had to work for him.

"Yiyi, why do you want to do it for me this time?" Ever since he met Wen Yi, Wen Yi has spent his own strength to improve his internal strength. He could accept it once or twice, but after many times, he was afraid that Wen Yi's body would not be able to stand it, after all, this was extremely exhausting.

Wen Yi said: "This is the last time, as long as you are after this time, you will be more perfect." "After repairing the soul, you are the Achu I love.

Chu Yao accepted, Wen Yi reluctantly lifted the last divine power in his body, and put a palm behind Chu Yao. A steady stream of divine power was transmitted to Chu Yao's body, and Chu Yao's body suddenly had two heavens of ice and fire. Thick beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes turned black and blood-red.

There seemed to be someone in his body tearing him hard, and Chu Yao screamed in pain, "Ah! After the last trace of divine power was delivered, Wen Yi fell backwards weakly. Great, after the soul repair is completed, her Chu Yao will come back.

The person in front of him turned around, but it was not the Achu that Wen Yichao thought about, that person, he, he was the Demon Lord! He was the demon lord who killed Achu, Wen Yi's mind was floating, and a steady stream of blood was left in his mouth, "You, you are not Achu." ”

The Demon Lord's blood-red eyes swept over the woman on the ground, "Yes, the deity never said that he was the Lord of the Underworld. It's you who are stupid, but for the sake of you resurrecting the deity, the deity can not kill you. Wen Yi's divine power was exhausted and he was overly sad and angry for a while, and his eyes closed and he fainted.

In the Demon Realm, the demon soldiers guarding the door saw the familiar black robe flash in front of their eyes, "The Demon Lord is back, the Demon Lord is back." The creep shouted excitedly. After the Demon Lord and the Lord of the Underworld died together, they have been leaderless. The demons can only stay in the demon realm, and they dare not go out easily, but now that the demon lord has been resurrected, they can be unscrupulous again. In the past 10,000 years, the people in the demon world have been aggrieved enough.

The Demon Lord accepted the worship of the crowd and officially announced his return to the outside world. A man in a black cloak appeared in the Demon Palace, "Congratulations on the resurrection of the Demon Lord, your deal?" The Demon Lord laughed and said, "Thanks to you, you can rest assured that I will fulfill my promise." ”

If it weren't for the demonic qi that confused Wen Yi's mind, how could that stupid woman be fooled and willingly give him the magic power of ten thousand years. Now that he is an ancient god, when he heals his old wounds, he will attack the immortal realm in one fell swoop.

"I'm now congratulating the Demon Lord for his unification of the Three Realms." The cloak man arched his hand in the cloak, and then the figure slowly faded away, "The god of the moonless has been released, and the demon lord can go to the god to catch up." ”

"There is no moon, there is no moon on God." The Demon Lord muttered in his mouth, the look on his face distorted with anger.