In the Yunhai Immortal Sect, the relationship between Yan Que and Fang Feiyang has never been good, this kid has an arrogant personality, he always wants to suppress Fang Feiyang, and he was embarrassed by Fang Feiyang's beautiful face several times before.

He was two years earlier than Fang Feiyang, and at the beginning, he and Fang Feiyang were in a competitive situation, but as time went by, Fang Feiyang's realm jumped up like a rocket, and gradually opened up the gap with Yan Que.

Since then, Yan Que has rarely come to trouble Fang Feiyang again.

"Yan Que!" Fang Feiyang screamed and pounced, and the "Broken Love" Immortal Sword swung violently, swinging two pieces at the several Heavenly Dao demons who were surrounding him and preparing to fall into the well, and then caught Yan Que's body that was slowly softening.

He only glanced at the wound, and a chill welled up in his heart.

Yan Que has been penetrated from his chest to his back, and at a glance, what should have been the position of his heart is now empty.

Without a heart, unless you immediately cast the Soul Parasitism Technique, there is only one way to die.

However, Yan Que's divine soul is not strong enough, and he has not learned the art of soul parasitism, and there is no suitable parasitic body next to him at this time.

Fang Feiyang didn't know what to do, but at this moment, Yan Que smiled.

As he laughed, there was a meandering stream of blood running down the corner of his mouth.

"You...... You...... The still knows to come back?"

"Yan Que, don't speak, I'll find a way to save you. Fang Feiyang didn't know what to say, and desperately pressed his hand on Yan Que's wound, but he couldn't stop the flow of blood at all.

"Isn't it just death? what's the big deal?" Yan Que smiled indifferently, and suddenly grabbed Fang Feiyang's front placket: "You listen to me!"

He dragged so hard that Fang Feiyang couldn't breathe for a while. His eyes were fanatical and persistent. He opened his mouth. Every word seemed to be shouted with all the strength of the whole body.

"Kill the light, these gangs, bastards! Kill the lights, these gangs, bastards......"

Yan Que's voice suddenly choked, and it seemed that he lost all his strength in an instant, he opened his mouth wide but couldn't say a word anymore, and his clenched fists were unwilling to let go. His eyes quickly turned gray.

"Kill all these bastards!"

"Kill all these bastards!"

Fang Feiyang raised his head muttering, his eyes had turned blood-red.

He roared wildly and rushed towards the crowd, the Love-Breaking Immortal Sword flew vertically and horizontally, and he put down the disciples of the Heavenly Dao like chopping melons and vegetables.

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In the sky, the phantom of two demons and one demon bloomed with awe-inspiring ferocity, and the angry flame dragon showed a confrontation trend.

On the left is a burly man dozens of feet tall, dressed in animal skin robes, holding two drumsticks in his hands, and a large drum in front of him.

He waved his hands freely. Every time the drum was struck, an invisible sound wave spread out in all directions. When the disciples of the Heavenly Dao heard this, an infinite battle intent would rise in their hearts, while the disciples of the Yunhai Immortal Sect heard that it was like being inserted into their ears by a steel needle, and the pain was unbearable.

This is the Drum Demon, and its status in the Demon Realm is no less than that of the Tree Demon and the Nightmare Demon.

On the shoulder of the drum demon, there stood an old man with a fairy wind, only to see the wisps of light from his fingers downstairs, sprinkled on the body of the drum demon, and the drum demon also seemed to have gained some nourishment, and the drum became more and more vigorous.

This is Sun Yi, the master of the Heavenly Demon Hall of the Heavenly Demon Hall, together with Qiao Er of the Heavenly Demon Hall, and is known as the right-hand man of the Heavenly Dao Lord, and is the person who cultivates the highest in the Heavenly Dao except for the Lord of the Heavenly Dao.

The two demon beasts on the right, one of which was shaped like a large blue crane, stood on one leg, spitting out countless fireballs from its mouth, circling around its body.

This is the ancient demon beast Bi Fang, the top fire wood dual-line demon beast, and the three-legged golden crow belongs to the same level.

Bi Fang's Liaoyuan Spark, the Three-legged Golden Crow's Sun True Fire, the Vermilion Bird's Samadhi True Fire, the Red Phoenix's Rebirth Bath Fire, and the Nine Nether Flames of the Drought Devil are called the five great fires in the world.

On top of the head of the Bifang Demon Beast, there stood a small masked man, throwing one or two scorpion centipedes into his mouth from time to time, chewing happily.

Mo Liu, the master of the Ten Thousand Poisons Hall, is unparalleled in the world with the weirdness of poison.

The other monster beast was a small white snake, with scales as delicate as a woman's skin, and two jewel-like eyes that radiated a seductive light.

Demon Beast Love Snake, although its reputation is not as loud as Bi Fang's, its strength is not inferior.

The love thread that comes out of its mouth can directly charm people's spirits, and once it is wrapped around people, it will turn them into their own puppets.

And at this moment, the white snake was intertwining with a glamorous woman, swaying, and from time to time spit out his tongue and lick it on her face.

Qingsi, the master of Hehuan Hall, is a perfect match for this love snake.

Sun Yi, Qing Si and Mo Liu, their cultivation was originally outstanding, but at this moment, after the demon parasitism, their cultivation has increased even further, and the ordinary Yunhai Immortal Sect elders are not even opponents.

So Elder Feng Taishang and Cai Yan and Cai Huang, the two Supreme Elders, had to stand up and face the three of them.

The six people were divided into three pairs and confronted each other in mid-air, although they had not yet moved, but one after another soul power fluctuations collided around them, exchanged fire, and burst out with electric sparks from time to time.

At their level, it is generally a competition of momentum before the fight, and whoever can gain the upper hand will have a psychological advantage before the fight.

The actual battle is often short, and sometimes a single round can make the difference.

The winner lives, the loser dies!

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And at this moment, in the Living Dead Pavilion of Red Leaf Peak, Liu Yinxian was meditating on the Dan furnace.

The firelight shone on her face, making her already beautiful and peerless face even more delicate, but her brow was furrowed, and it was obvious that there was something extremely difficult to decide in her heart.

In his ears, he once again recalled the words of Master Feng Taishang: "Now it is the life and death of the Yunhai Immortal Sect, you have been stuck in the Soul General Realm for a long time, with your current cultivation, going out will not play a decisive role in the battle situation, it is better to break through the bottleneck here." ”

"Your cultivation of the "Taishang Desperate Dao" needs to be cut off in order to make a breakthrough, but since you met him, the growth rate of your cultivation has slowed down greatly. ”

"Master is not a fool, he has seen it a long time ago, but now that the situation is like this, you should also focus on the overall situation. ”

"This "Zhenwu Dan" is what I have spent decades refining to help people see through their hearts, break through the bottleneck, and decide whether to take it or not. ”

"But once you take it, you have to let go of the love in the world completely, otherwise you will go crazy, you have to think about it carefully. ”

After a moment, Liu Yintear raised his right hand and slowly sent a vermilion pill in his palm into his mouth.

The figure of the man came to mind for the last time, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye. (To be continued......)