Wen Huang underestimated Shen Moli's strength, he originally thought that without Qi Yan's move, Shen Moli would have died in Xianglong's body. The emperor soul in Shen Moli's body was unexpected by Wen Huang.

The emperor's soul seen by the world is all salivating. Qi Yan and Wen Huang, who knew the truth, were indifferent to the emperor soul in Shen Moli's body.

Wen Huang sneered: "The person that the little boy likes has always been different. This Emperor Soul Parasite, once devoured by the Emperor Soul, must not be far from death. ”

He looked at the sky, and if he was thinking, he seemed to mourn: "It's just a pity that the eldest prince protected you like that, but he had to suffer from unwarranted disasters in you." ”

Seeing that Qi Yan only cared about blocking the emperor soul in Shen Moli's body and did not answer, Wen Huang's face that had not changed for a hundred years appeared a trace of hideousness under the cover of the mask.

He looked at Qi Yan's eyes, and he was also infected with hatred and killing intent.

Wen Huang originally thought that calling Qi Yan a "little son" would arouse Qi Yan's remorse for his homeland and Qi Heng.

He hoped that Qi Yan would be haunted by remorse, not defeat himself, and be hit hard by the power of the emperor's soul.

If it was under the powerful impact of the emperor's soul, Qi Yan would lose his life in Jiuquan, and it would also dissipate Wen Huang's anger. Wen Huang can't make a move himself, but it never means that he doesn't indirectly want Qi Yan to return to the west.

Wisdom is close to demons, and Qi Yan has unparalleled intelligence in the world, how can he not see Wen Huang's intentions?

Wen Huang looked up and down at Qi Yan, who ignored his own intentions, and was even more angry.

For 10,000 years, in front of Qi Yan, he always had a feeling that he was a clown. This made Wen Huang quite unhappy, and he was even more eager to break Qi Yan's bones.

Wen Huang said: "Although Shen Moli is not far from death, the old man is happy to give her a ride. Let the little boy also experience the pain of dying in front of the person who cares. ”

Sacrificing the demon power, Wen Huang turned into ten thousand knives and killed Shen Moli. It's just that the blade of the knife was just a few meters away, and it was bounced back.

Wen Huang dodged left and right, but he didn't let the knife hurt him in the slightest. It's just that after avoiding the knife made of his demonic power, Wen Huang looked at the void where he bounced all his demonic blades apart without any objects, and suddenly there was surprise in his expression.

His pupils shrank, Wen Huang's gaze at Qi Yan changed again and again, and he said in surprise: "No, it's impossible." You are the son of the ancient demon king, the forbidden bloodline of the immortal clan, how can you enter and leave the immortal realm freely and take that thing?"

At the moment when Wen Huang was shocked by the clone, Qi Yan suddenly suppressed the emperor's soul back into Shen Moli's body, jumped in front of Wen Huang, and said with a cold face: "Uncle Wen, you have lived for ten thousand more years, don't you still understand?"

"Understand, of course I understand, I understand that Qi Heng was still begging me not to seek revenge on you until the last moment before he died, I understand how many dirty and harmful things you have done to seize the temple!" Wen Huang wanted to be annoyed, gritted his teeth.

"In Qi Heng's face, I wanted to spare you, since you are so desperate, then don't blame me for being polite. Qi Yan said.

"Although you are talented, but your entry into the demon arts, all of them are taught by me, do you think you can beat me? Besides, your three souls and six spirits have long disappeared, what do you use to fight me?" Wen Huang did not take Qi Yan seriously.

In Wenhuang's consciousness, Qi Yan and Qi Heng were the two little apprentices who apprenticed to him at the beginning, and they were beaten and punished.

For thousands of years, Qi Yan's wisdom is unparalleled in the world. But Wen Huang always believes that Qi Yan just relied on some cleverness to come into the world. For himself, Wen Huang is very confident that Qi Yan does not have the strength to compete with him.

It's just that this time, Wen Huang's trick was wrong.

Qi Yan snapped his fingers, and there were suddenly countless snow-white ropes around Wenhuang, firmly binding him. The hidden inertia in the snow rope is something that Wen Huang can't break free no matter what.

"The immortal saint is really getting more and more confused, and he actually gave you all the treasures of the immortal family. The loser is a coward, if you want to kill, do it quickly!" Wen Huang said angrily.

He didn't think that he had made a mistake and let Qi Yan take advantage of it.

Qi Yan looked at Wen Huang, who was covered by a mask in front of him, becoming more and more unfamiliar, and with a wave of his knife, he only knocked Wen Huang unconscious.

Subsequently, Qi Yan took out the Forget Worry Pavilion from his body. The delicate and small Forget Worry Pavilion flew out of Qi Yan's palm and gradually grew larger. When it grows ten feet tall, it suddenly emits a lot of roses, pulling Wenhuang out of the flowers and bringing it into the Forgotten Worry Pavilion.

The Forgotten Worry Pavilion, which was imprisoned in Wenhuang, shrank again, and in the end, only the size of a palm remained, and it returned to Qi Yan's palm.

The kite supported Shen Moli, who had just lost the control of the emperor's soul and fell from the void, and walked quickly.

"She's still angry. "Qi Kite is not Shen Yuan, he stays in the palace all year round, and his thinking ability naturally can't keep up with Shen Yuan's calm and composed.

Qi Yan smiled: "I naturally know that Miss Shen is still alive, she still has an unfinished mission to do, how can she die here easily?"

"So what to do now?" asked the kite.

Qi Yan doesn't know much about what Qi Yan is doing abroad. Therefore, if you ask Qi Yan, you will naturally be more cautious.

Qi Yan was not annoyed, he threw the Forgetting Sorrow Pavilion to the kite and said, "It's okay, you just take this Forgetting Worry Pavilion back to the temple." As for Miss Shen, I can just put the lakeshore aside, and I have my own arrangements. ”

"Wow. Qi Kite didn't dare to ask any more, she took the Forget Worry Pavilion, and gently put Shen Moli on the shore, and immediately set off for the temple.

She rarely stepped out of the temple door. Today, it is rare that Shen Yuan agreed to stay in the temple and let her go out with Qi Yan. Being able to come to Hualing and see the different scenery in this world is already satisfying for the kite.

At the beginning, their brother and sister were forced to take refuge in Qi Yan in desperation. Since then, the kite has only sought the safety of the abyss, and has not asked for too much extravagance for others.

After the kite left, Qi Yan spoke again: "Since you are here and hiding again, when did the evil venerable change his style?"

Hearing Qi Yan's words, the oil lake suddenly became empty, the colors in the four fields changed suddenly, and the evil venerable royal auspicious dragon soared into the sky.

"Qi Yan, I don't care about your family affairs, but when I come to Hualing, what do you do, I should come to inspect it. "The evil lord is right.

When he was haunted by the emperor's soul in Shen Moli, he was already latent in the oil lake. The confrontation between Wen Huang and Qi Yan, he did not make a move.

That originated from the hatred of the ancients, and the evil venerable naturally felt that Wen Huang should choose the consequences by himself.

Qi Yan did not kill Wen Huang, because it was expected by the evil venerable. If the two can kill each other and put each other to death, in the past 10,000 years, I am afraid that there will be no such person as Qi Yan or Wen Huang.

The evil venerable thought about it again and said, "That girl, you must stay in Hualing, you have no right to take it, and you can't take it away." ”

As a generation of overlords, after retreating, the evil venerable never forgot the idea of finding a woman for Mojia earlier.

Shen Moli is a Warcraft contractor, and the evil venerable originally wanted her to die. But some time ago, Mojia broke out of the Hell Painting Realm, and the picture of frantically looking for Shen Moli and the Grass Demon made the evil venerable soften his heart.

The grass demon has already gone to cultivate, and now the only one who can soothe the excitement of the last armor to find people is probably only Shen Moli.

"Or take the unicorn and mention it to me. Qi Yan unceremoniously broke the way.