"Ling Yu, you forced me! Originally, I wanted to give you a chance to make a new choice, but now it seems that there is no need for that!" Liu Furong stared at Ling Yu coldly, the look in her eyes changed from mockery to ferocity, and she had already moved to murder.

"Hmph, do you think that the little master was frightened? You have ill intentions, causing trouble in the Elder Pavilion, and stirring up the pure land of Xuanmiao'an. Today, whether it is public or private, I will not let you leave alive!" Ling Yu's face was fearless, and his killing intent was even stronger.

"I don't know the height of the sky, let me tell you today, what is unshakable!" Liu Furong was also beaten out of the liver, and wisps of black gas appeared on her face.

Liu Furong is very strange, the other party obviously only has the cultivation of the Void Realm, but the strength of his muscles and bones is comparable to that of an immortal, even the power of the divine consciousness that is the most difficult for a cultivator to cultivate, Ling Yu has also reached the supreme realm, which is not in line with common sense at all!

Therefore, Liu Furong inevitably felt a trace of worry in her heart, she knew that Ling Yu had to be killed as soon as possible. This little saint is too weird, and there must be a lot of secrets buried in him, and if it drags on any longer, she is worried that there will be unimaginable changes.

As an opponent, Ling Yu is also not easy. Although Liu Furong only seems to have a first-level cultivation in the Immortal Realm, I don't know why, when Ling Yu and Liu Furong fight, there is always a feeling of shock, as if the other party is deliberately suppressing the cultivation.

"Ling Yu, let me ask you one more thing, whether it is an internal dispute between us in Xuan Miao'an, whether it is life or death, it has nothing to do with others, and others are not qualified to interfere, right?" Just when Ling Yu thought that Liu Furong wanted to make a move, the other party suddenly asked such a clueless sentence, but Ling Yu knew that there was a big mystery in it.

Ling Yu turned his head to look at Sikong Qingyu and the Kunlun Demon King, and gave them a reassuring look. Then, Ling Yu said to Liu Furong in a deep voice: "The reason why you ask me this is because you are worried that the Demon King Seniors and Sikong Seniors will attack you? I can tell you on their behalf that with your identity, you are not worthy of letting the two of them take action." ”

When Ling Yu finished speaking, Sikong Qingyu and the Kunlun Demon King nodded lightly, their expressions were as usual, and they did not show the slightest intention of making a move.

Seeing the actions of the Kunlun Demon King and Sikong Qingyu, Liu Furong retracted her gaze with satisfaction, and aimed all the killing machines at Ling Yu.

When it was determined that Sikong Qingyu and the Kunlun Demon King would not intervene, Liu Furong seemed to have changed in an instant. She had a lovely appearance and became hideous, and wisps of black lines suddenly rose from her neck on her smooth face.

At first, Ling Yu thought that the other party wanted to perform some kind of mastery, so he couldn't stay there. But with the spread of the lines, Ling Yu gradually became more solemn.

Because when lines appeared on Liu Furong's jade neck, the surrounding aura seemed to be solidified, and the birds and beasts in the heavens and the earth all felt an indescribable oppression, as if the sky was about to collapse. And Liu Furong's cultivation is also gradually rising.

Ling Yu looked at Liu Furong's fair and pink cheeks when a shallow wrinkle began to appear, and when the wrinkles were still deepening, he finally felt the danger.

In Ling Yu's view, Liu Furong is not degrading at this time, but awakening.

Looking at the changes in Liu Furong, the Kunlun Demon King and Sikong Qingyu were stunned at the same time, their faces gradually became solemn, and they seemed to feel a little unusual.

A quarter of an hour later, Liu Furong was already very different from before. The glamorous stunner from before was gone, replaced by a twilight old woman with silver hair.

However, this old woman's cultivation is much stronger than the beautiful Liu Furong before. Before, Liu Furong only had the cultivation of the first level of the Immortal Realm, but now, she is an Immortal Venerable!

"Demon King, what do you think of Liu Furong's change? I once had a relationship with the previous master of Xuanmiao'an, that is, Yan Daoyou's master, but I have never heard of Xuanmiao'an having such demonic exercises!" Sikong Qingyu asked in surprise.

"Perhaps, we were all deceived by Liu Furong before. As a woman, they all hope that they have a world-class appearance, but in addition to seducing the world's skin, Liu Furong seems to be more eager to get strong power. ”

The Kunlun Demon King paused and continued: "The exercises performed by Liu Furong before still have traces of Xuanmiao'an's Xuangong, but when the power in her body was completely awakened, the state she showed was incompatible with Xuanmiao's disciples, which was very terrifying!"

"What does the Demon King mean......" Sikong Qingyu guessed the meaning of the Kunlun Demon King's words, but he didn't specify it. Because that guess is too amazing.

"That's right, I suspect that during the years of living in seclusion in the Elder's Pavilion, Liu Furong has had unimaginable encounters. But in my opinion, those encounters are not the right way!" the Kunlun Demon King did not hide it, and blurted out the speculation in his heart.

"If that's the case, then Xiao Yu is in danger, and we can only take one step at a time!" Sikong Qingyu shook his head with a worried look in his eyes, and said with a sigh.

At this time, the lines on Liu Furong's face were like the roots of an old tree, and they covered the entire face. At the same time, her skin began to age at a rate visible to the naked eye, but the power she exuded was unsettling.

"Ling Yu, give in. With your little ability, you can't compete with me at all! Today, I want you to know what is the ultimate power in this world!"

Not only was Liu Hibiscus's face covered with black lines, but even the skin on her palms and arms had become dry, like the bark of an old dead tree. Even, a lot of roots have grown under her feet, and the whole person seems to have turned into an ancient tree, no longer like a human.

When Liu Furong finished speaking, she suddenly stretched out her hands towards Ling Yu. When Liu Furong moved, black tendrils drilled out of her fingertips and wound towards Ling Yu.

Looking at such a strange scene, Ling Yu felt a chill in her heart. He gripped his broken sword and slashed at the myriad tendrils that rushed in front of him. However, when the indestructible blade touched the roots, suddenly the flames burst out, as if slashing at the iron wall of copper.

"Hahaha, Ling Yu, it's a fool's dream to want to cut off my divine beard with a broken sword!" Countless roots flickered in the void, and Liu Furong became more and more arrogant.

"Could it be ......" For Ling Yu's broken sword, the Kunlun Demon King was very clear, and when he saw that even the broken sword could not cause damage to the roots, he instantly remembered something.

"That's right, this should be the inheritance of the Deadwood Dao people!" As if he had guessed what the Kunlun Demon King was thinking, Sikong Qingyu said word by word with a solemn face.

The name of the Deadwood Daoist is well known among the older generation of cultivators in China, and legend has it that this Deadwood Daoist is a dead 10,000-year-old tree that has been transformed by the Tao. And the famous practice of the Deadwood Taoist is a self-created exercise called "Deadwood Divine Skill".

Back then, the Deadwood Daoist was struck by the Thunderbolt of the Heavenly God, and the ancient tree that had lost its vitality actually rejuvenated overnight. Although the anti-heaven god thunder is a catastrophe, it also contains endless vitality in the catastrophe. That wisp of life gave the deadwood a sign of rebirth and changed its fate.

The Deadwood Daoist used the endless power of life in the divine thunder to practice, breaking through the boundaries of the deadwood body, causing him to turn into a human form and officially step into the cultivation world.

It stands to reason that the dead wood is a lucky thing in life, but this dead wood Taoist is not a good person. When he attained enlightenment, he burned, killed, robbed, and did all kinds of evil.

However, there is a characteristic of the Deadwood Daoist, he does not establish a lineage, does not accept disciples, and is a maverick. Moreover, this person never does good deeds, and there is no bottom line in what he does.

Because of the existence of the Deadwood Dao people, the surrounding caves, and even many forces in the Huaxia Continent suffered greatly. Later, it was the Antarctic Immortal Weng who united with the Thirteen Cave Heavens to encircle and suppress it, and only then did they kill the Deadwood Daoist.

However, when the Deadwood Daoist died, his legacy disappeared as well.

Everyone in China knows that "Dead Wood Divine Skill" is the ultimate inheritance, so countless people have set foot in the practice place of the Dead Wood Daoist and want to find this anti-heaven exercise.

But everyone searched for nearly seventy years in the ashram of the Deadwood Taoist, but in the end they found nothing. Since then, this "Dead Wood Miracle" has become a masterpiece in China.

Unexpectedly, this inheritance was actually obtained by Liu Furong. Although the Deadwood Daoist is not the same era as the Kunlun Demon King and Sikong Qingyu, they have all heard of the Deadwood Daoist's magical powers. Now that they saw that Liu Furong's body gradually turned into rotten wood and dead branches, they knew that Liu Furong had been inherited by the dead wood Taoist.

"If it is true that "Dead Wood Divine Skill" was obtained by Liu Furong, I am afraid that Xiao Yu will be more auspicious this time! Because with this Liu Furong's means, it seems that she has already mastered "Dead Wood Divine Skill", and it is not easy to deal with!"

And when the Kunlun Demon King whispered, Ling Yu had already fought with Liu Furong for dozens of rounds, and Liu Furong, who performed "Dead Wood Divine Skill", was invulnerable, invulnerable, not to mention a broken sword, even Ling Yu realized all kinds of divine powers from the heavenly punishment and couldn't help her.

Even when the roots of Liu Furong's fingertips were drawn towards Ling Yu, Ling Yu's clothes had been shattered, and countless wounds appeared on her body. Those roots had barbs on them, and every time they hit Ling Yu, they would bring a piece of flesh and blood, which was really cruel.

The most important thing was that when Ling Yu was injured by the roots of the dead wood, his spiritual power was actually sucked out by the roots and turned into nourishment for countless roots, making Ling Yu's face pale.

Feeling that Ling Yu was gradually losing his physical strength, a whisper suddenly came from the Town Boundary Divine Monument in Ling Yu's dantian: "Brother Ling, let's let our two brothers help you out of the siege! This "Dead Wood Divine Skill" is extremely demonic, and it needs to find another way to resolve it!"

Hearing Jin Qianluo's words, Ling Yu nodded. He knew that now was not the time to pay attention to what to fight alone, Liu Furong caused trouble in Xuanmiao'an, and there was no need to be merciful to her.

Ling Yu took a deep breath and put the broken sword into the Realm Spirit Ring, and at the same time clasped his palms on the dantian, attracting the Town Realm Divine Monument. When the spiritual power in Ling Yu's palm dispersed into the dantian, the Zhenjie Divine Monument trembled. Then, two divine rays, one gold and one silver, suddenly rushed out.

Looking at the two-color look at Ling Yu's dantian, Liu Furong was shocked and couldn't help but be stunned for a while. And when she came back to her senses, she found that there were two more people around Ling Yu.

"Who are you?" Liu Furong asked in a cold voice with a jealous expression.

""Deadwood Divine Skill"? Hmph, Xiao Doyle, it's really disappointing that this kind of unpopular technique dares to be taken out and performed. Jin Qianluo did not respond to Liu Furong, but glanced at Yin Jue Xuan, with a mocking look in his eyes.

"Big brother, then we don't need to waste words with her. A human race is going to follow that crooked path, so that her own people are not like people, and ghosts are not like ghosts, so let's do a good job, let her know her way back!"

Although Liu Furong didn't know what the origin of Jin Qianluo and Yin Jue Di was, the terrifying coercion from the two of them made Liu Furong feel terrified.

Liu Furong clenched her silver teeth, wanting to take the lead, so she used the dead wood roots to throw at the two brothers of the Heavenly Pole Evil Ghost.

However, Liu Furong was careless after all. The Heavenly Extreme Devil is a long-standing predecessor of Xinghai, and Liu Furong's proud Xuan Gong is just as naïve as a child in the eyes of the two of them.

When the dead wood roots were thrown at the two brothers, they were directly caught by Jin Qianluo and Yin Jue. Then, at the same time, the Heavenly Extreme Demon performed Xuan Gong and injected a spiritual power into the roots of the dead wood.

That spiritual power is the magic power of evil ghosts, how can Liu Furong be able to contend with.

Liu Furong only felt that her arms were cold and hot, yin and yang. Cold as ice, hot as a sea of magma and fire. In an instant, those two divine powers reached Liu Furong's arm. Then, the root-like lines on Liu Furong's arms, cheeks, and neck quickly dissipated, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Poor Liu Furong enshrined "Dead Wood Divine Skill" as a treasure, but she didn't expect that this evil technique that had been harmed by her for thousands of years would be dissolved in this way.