Yan Yunting is still the same Yan Yunting, but his mood has changed dramatically, everything in the world is what I want, what I want, what I move, and what I kill.

What is God? What is a demon? It's just a gimmick for the monks to deceive themselves.

Leaving the Jiuyang Gate, Yan Yunting came to Wanbaotang and inquired about the progress of refining according to the gall, which was the same as he expected, with the assistance of Yin Yang Charcoal, the Divine Sword and Dragon Spine would be released in two years at most.

After leaving Wanbaotang, he went straight to the Huaxu Immortal Domain.

……

Hua Xu, who had always been full of cold, intensified under the shroud of darkness, and even the cold-resistant ice field demon beasts were frozen to death one after another.

All the beings in Huaxu leaned on the Liuli Palace, lingering in the ice and snow. Immortals can cut the grain without eating, and use spiritual power to fight the cold poison, while mortals can only be frozen to death.

Along the way, corpses were everywhere.

At the highest point of the glazed palace, the purple-clothed beauty pities all things, this fairy realm is really too cold, and even she is wrapped in a thick beast fur.

Yan Yunting stepped into the sky, one step in the sky, two steps in front of him, and three steps have fallen to the beauty. Facing him, who has never been rude, Zifei can only helplessly move away. She looked at his pupils, as if sensing something, and suddenly felt a little nervous.

"I'm looking for you, there are two things," Yan Yunting took out the little tiger from the demon collection bag and handed it to Zifei: "You have experience in raising unicorns, and I want it to transform smoothly after two years." ”

Zifei hesitated for a moment, then took the little tiger and wrapped it in his arms, "What else?" ”

"I need a magic weapon that will keep the corpse from decaying." Yan Yunting said.

Zi Fei pointed to the ice and snow outside the palace: "Take any piece of cold ice, it can be frozen for thousands of years, you don't have to be polite." ”

Yan Yunting's voice grew colder, and he stretched out his hand to ask: "I want a magic weapon, not freezing, I know you have it." ”

"Are you a robber? When I came, I didn't even say hello, so I was ordered to do this and that! Zifei said coldly.

"If I were a robber, I would have robbed it a long time ago," Yan Yunting stretched his hand to Zifei's chest again: "I saved your life, you should give me everything, hurry up." ”

Zifei bit her lip, but still took it off with a tough attitude, she patted her chest and spit out an ice-blue bead: "This is Bingluo, it's me-"

But before she could finish speaking, Yan Yunting grabbed the ice spirit, gently waved his sleeve, took out Hu Yiyi's body, and sent the ice spirit into his mouth.

Hu Yiyi, who took the ice spirit, her iron-blue cheeks instantly flushed, like a quiet and sleeping beauty.

Zifei looked at the corpse, instantly understood everything, and sighed softly: "When will you give it back to me?" ”

"When she comes back to life, I'll give it back to you."

Yan Yunting took away Hu Yiyi's body, slashed through the sky with a sword, and escaped into the void.

……

Outside the Demon Domain Forest, in addition to the cold and darkness, there is also the roar of demon corpses.

The mountain ghost clan closely connected the big trees, and the ape clan moved huge stones one by one to build a 100,000-mile Great Wall along the edge of the forest sea, which was closely defended by the silver wolf and other fighting races.

The closer you get to Lin Hai, the more you can smell a rotting stench, and the demon corpses piled up under the Great Wall have already covered the earth.

Fortunately, Yuwen Changqing had commanded Lin Hai for a year, leaving behind many mechanisms and gunpowder manufacturing methods, Lin Haizhong was already rich in products, guarding around the Great Wall, and the demon corpse was insurmountable.

Yan Yunting had seen the ancestral tree resurrect the dead elves, and Hu Yiyi might be able to do the same.

When Yan Yunting arrived at Nine Waterfalls City, the powerful cultivation quickly led out the elves, and Boomer bore the brunt.

"I want Zushu to help me resurrect someone, okay?" Yan Yunting directly explained the intention.

"This ......" Boomer was a little embarrassed: "The ancestral tree has never resurrected people, not to mention that the person you want to resurrect is not an elf, right?" ”

Yan Yunting whispered: "Try it" and flew towards the ancestral tree with Hu Yiyi in his arms.

"Hey, Yan Yunting, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with her? Is something happening in the world? Boomer followed behind and asked three questions.

Yan Yunting was silent, and soon came to the ancestral tree, this divine tree that had been born since the beginning of heaven and earth, even if it lost its light, it still maintained its divinity and spiritual breath.

Yan Yunting learned the previous way of resurrecting the elves, and wrapped the ancestral tree purple flocculent around Hu Yiyi's limbs, expecting a miracle to happen.

For a long time, there was no effect at all.

Yan Yunting's face became more and more gloomy, he conjured a sword and was about to draw the branches, but Boomer quickly stopped him: "It's useless, she is not an elf, and the ancestral tree will not bless her!" ”

Yan Yunting said softly: "Try it." ”

Boomer stretched out his arms and insisted, "No! Without the permission of the patriarch, no one is allowed to harm the ancestral tree, and I can let you in, which is already against the rules of the clan! ”

Yan Yunting said coldly: "Get out of the way." ”

Boomer stared at his gray pupils and shook his head, "You weren't like this before. ”

"But people always become." Yan Yunting held his sword for a while, shaking Booma away from front of him. Boomer immediately pulled out the wooden thorn and said, "If you dare to offend the ancient tree again, don't blame me for being unkind to you-"

"Boomer!" A summons sounded, and the elven patriarch Zyra flew over, "Let him try it, if he can really save this woman, it can be regarded as a gift from the ancestral tree." ”

Yan Yunting cut the trunk of the tree with a sword, took two drops of golden branches, fed them to Hu Yiyi's mouth, and then held her hand and prayed sincerely.

......Hundreds of purple catkins fell vertically, entangled Hu Yiyi's body, and pulled her up little by little.

She ...... It was actually recognized by the ancestral tree! Boomer was surprised.

Yan Yunting finally raised the corners of his mouth.

Zyra suddenly asked, "This ...... He must have been a very kind person before he was born, right? ”

Yan Yunting said: "She is the kindest and most innocent woman in the world, she sacrificed to save her two children, even if I go through the universe, I will resurrect her." ”

"Your luck is very good, the ancestral tree has always blessed only those who have truth, goodness and beauty," Zyra said, and added, "But it takes three hundred years for the ancestral tree to give birth to an elf, and although she is a mortal of flesh and blood, it may not take a year and a half to fully recover her life." ”

"I'll be waiting for her here."

Yan Yunting sat under the big tree, his fingertips were slightly raised, and the Dragon Ancestor Dragon Ball floated in the air. The aura under the ancestral tree is majestic, which is suitable for concentrating on cultivation.

"Throughout the ages, you were the first to dare to cultivate under the ancestral tree." Boomer said suddenly.

Zyra also persuaded at this time: "We are not expelling you, but everything can be used as fertilizer for the ancestral tree, be careful that it will eat you." ”

"The spirits of heaven and earth are all used by me, and the things of heaven and earth are all my tendencies, but an ancient tree, how can it endure me?"

Yan Yunting slowly closed his eyes, devoured the gods with both palms, and began to absorb the power of the Dragon Ball.

After two years, can you hit the Golden Immortal?

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