"What are you doing!"

"If you don't leave, wait a while!" Xuan Huangding shouted.

"With all the means you have now, you are far from being the opponent of this person!"

"Although I still have some skills at the bottom of the box, I can only keep you from dying. ”

"Do you want to rebuild your life again?"

Xuan Huang Ding couldn't help but be anxious when he saw that Zhao Junyu was still stunned in that place.

Is it time to choose a new owner?

"God, be quiet, I may know this person. Zhao Junyu's consciousness said.

As soon as his voice fell, Xuan Huangding was obviously stunned, and then fell silent.

On the other side, the middle-aged man in the Mintian Sect Taoist robe, after sucking the soul into his mouth, as if he had absorbed something great, he smashed his mouth comfortably.

Turning his head slowly, his eyes were pale and empty before, but now they seemed to have a hint of clarity.

"Those who trespass on the forbidden land of this faction will be killed!"

The miserable white hand reappeared, and slowly grabbed Zhao Junyu.

The space mezzanine of the entire hall is completely locked! This is the power of the realm of scattered immortals!

"Little Lanlan, is that you?"

"Don't you recognize me, boss?"

Zhao Junyu said suddenly, with a hint of laziness and arrogance in his words.

However, this voice, like a thunderbolt from the sky, slashed into the middle-aged man's mind, making his originally chaotic consciousness a little clear.

He suddenly burst into flames, as if recalling an unbearable memory.

"You...... You. The middle-aged man's originally empty eyes glowed with incredible colors.

"Tsk, I didn't expect you to fall although you didn't succeed in ascending. ”

"I actually cultivated into a scattered immortal. ”

Zhao Junyu said slowly with a hint of reminiscence on his face.

The middle-aged man has been standing there like a clay sculpture and wood carving, muttering to himself.

"Boss, Boss......"

This so-called Mintian Ancestor was the core disciple of the Northern Underworld Dao Sect back then, in the same era as Zhao Junyu, that is, more than 20,000 years before the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, and this middle-aged man was the core disciple of the Mintian Sect at that time, Lan Yu.

At that time, the core disciples of the top ten immortal sects were all brilliant geniuses, and there were two of them among the more outstanding ones.

Of course, Zhao Junyu and Lan Yu don't know each other.

When Zhao Junyu was in high spirits, he broke into the forbidden land of the Mintian Sect alone, and the masters of the Mintian Sect couldn't stop him all the way.

Only Lan Yu caused some trouble to Zhao Junyu at that time, and he fought with Zhao Junyu for three days and three nights in this underground palace, but in the end, Lan Yu, who was a little stunned, was still pitted by Zhao Junyu.

Not only was he defeated, but he was also forced to swallow the bitter fruit, and swore an oath to recognize Zhao Junyu as the boss with his Dao heart.

He was given the name "Little Blue Blue" by the latter.

In the future, he had to call himself a junior brother in front of Zhao Junyu.

Of course, these old events tens of thousands of years ago, Zhao Junyu recalled, but he was more emotional and even warm.

Although it was a helpless move at first, but after the two got along for a long time, they went through several dangerous places together, and a deep friendship was formed between the two.

In the next few battles with the demons, they became good brothers.

In the end, Zhao Junyu took the lead in ascending to the immortal realm, and hundreds of years later, Lan Yu failed when he ascended.

Unexpectedly, he turned to Sanxian and became the later Mintian Ancestor, but what he didn't expect was how he ended up becoming a corpse.

The middle-aged man stood dumbfounded for a long time, as if he remembered something, and looked at Zhao Junyu with a hint of excitement on his face.

"Little Lanlan, how did you get to this step in the field and become a corpse, a living dead. ”

"What the hell is going on, who pushed you to this point!"

Zhao Junyu roared, his face flushed with pain, the fragments of friendship in his previous life kept coming, making it difficult for him to calm down.

Later, after he came to the fairy world, although he also made some friends, but later, with the improvement of his cultivation status, to the point of the supreme of the fairy world, and under the influence of Taishang's forgetfulness, his temperament gradually became indifferent.

At this time, he is no longer the same, friendship, love and family affection are very important.

"Who took me...... , right to whom. ”

"Who am I?"

The middle-aged man was also Lan Yu, and Mu Ne's face gradually turned with pain.

Finally, he grabbed his hair in pain and screamed.

Zhao Junyu saw it in his eyes and felt very sad.

Obviously, this is the root of the strong evil aura in the Absolute Evil Valley here, because there is a Scattered Immortal-level evil corpse here.

Zombies that have survived for tens of thousands of years.

Ever since he entered the valley and discovered the Nine Refining Demon Corpse Array, Zhao Junyu felt that something was wrong.

If the previous mechanism was laid by the ancient monks, then this Nine Refining Corpse Array must have been laid down by someone later using the monk's bones.

It wasn't until he saw Lan Yu that Zhao Junyu guessed a rough idea.

After Lan Yu retreated to the forbidden land, he didn't know what strong enemy he was facing at that time, if he hadn't used the Min Tian Sword, he would have been beaten to the ground.

But even so, after retreating from the enemy, he was seriously injured, and he knew that his time was running out, so he actually forced himself into a corpse, guarding the Mintian Sword, the last hope of the Mintian faction.

According to the blue jade that Zhao Junyu is familiar with, he was really right to speculate on his character.

At this time, Lan Yu was still frantically grabbing her hair.

The aura on his body is becoming more and more dangerous.

Zhao Junyu took a few steps back, frowned, and with one hand, a green cloud flew out.

It's the dark green flag.

He had just defeated Yu Baimei's body, but there was no way to take his Yuan Soul, and he had no way to refine the Yuan Soul in the middle of the Mahayana period, so he could only use the dark green banner to temporarily imprison him.

At this time, without hesitation, Zhao Junyu urged again with a single technique.

forced Yu Baimei's Yuan Soul out of the dark green flag, and as soon as this Yuan Soul appeared, he immediately panicked and wanted to escape.

But in the next second, he was immediately sucked into his mouth by Lan Yu.

Click, click, he seemed to be chewing on something delicious, and after a while, a trace of clarity regained in Mu Ne's eyes.

"Boss, you're Boss Zhao!"

Lan Yu said word by word, and his tone gradually became determined.

The aura of danger disappears.

"Little Lanlan, you finally remembered your boss and me. Zhao Junyu also breathed a sigh of relief.

But my heart is still gloomy.

To be reasonable, strictly speaking, Sapphire is dead.

There is only a trace of his residual consciousness and a trace of obsession in this corpse.

Guarding the sect and guarding the obsession of the Mintian Sword.

"Little Lanlan, the boss must save you. ”

"We must find out the truth of the year. ”

Zhao Junyu's tone became firm, Lan Yu was an old man of the same era as him, and he should be able to roughly know from him what happened in the Central Immortal Cultivation Realm during the last Heaven and Earth Tribulation, that is, after he fell in the Immortal Realm.

"Great God, is there a way to save him without being reincarnated?"

Zhao Junyu began to communicate with Xuan Huangding.

This little Lanlan's situation is not the same as that of Xueying's beloved wife Lu Qingya before, it is even worse.

He is already a corpse, not even a remnant soul, only obsession and consciousness.

"Of course there is a way, your tree of life must evolve again. ”

"When you bear fruit, you will have a way to revive him. ”

Xuan Huangding said lightly.

Zhao Junyu was overjoyed in his heart.

"At the normal rate of growth, it would be at least 100,000 years away. This next sentence made Zhao Junyu want to scold.

"However, you have the Resting Soil, and increasing the level of the Resting Soil can promote the growth of the Fruit of Life. Xuan Huangding said again.

, to put it bluntly.

Zhao Junyu sighed like a deflated ball.

(End of chapter)