At this time, Jian Yue'e floated over, and weakly waved out a palm, and the white and tender palm was strangely emitting cyan light.

"Bang!"

The netherworld power exploded, and the demon god's right fist slammed into the white and tender palm.

The demon god only felt as if his fist had been pierced by countless steel needles, and it was as if he had lost consciousness.

The faint cyan light suddenly formed a fluctuating air current, which inexorably poured into the demon god's body, and the soul that was already shaking was constantly being hit one after another, as if it was about to split.

No matter how strong Zhou Jiuhui's soul was, he couldn't resist this powerful soul attack.

The Demon God looked at Jian Yue'e in amazement, and said in amazement: "It's only been more than seven hundred years, and you have already reached the realm of the Supreme Immortal?!"

In just over 700 years, reaching the Supreme Immortal is already a miraculous talent, and it is also a strong person who cultivates the soul with immortal power to become a Supreme Immortal, which is unprecedented in the entire immortal world.

Jian Yue'e said indifferently: "The people of the immortal realm think that I have reached the Golden Immortal, but this is already two hundred years ago. Since he can grow to the Yuan Immortal in more than fifty years, why can't I reach the Supreme Immortal?"

"You ......"

A look of astonishment seeped out from the pupils of the demon god, if the other party was a golden immortal who cultivated the soul, then he might be able to hold on for a while, but if it was a supreme immortal, it would be absolutely impossible, and he wouldn't be able to hold even a move.

The cyan mist of light suddenly formed a circular airflow and burst out, Zhou Jiuhui's soul seemed to be torn apart at this moment, and the unbearable pain invaded his whole body in an instant, and a roar-like scream completely erupted from the depths of his throat.

Jian Yue'e looked at Zhou Jiuhui's painful appearance and said indifferently: "Actually...... Even I don't know why, more than 700 years ago, I didn't kill you out of smoke, but chose a love spell to reincarnate you...... I'm going to make amends today, goodbye. ”

The white and tender jade palm was full of green light, and it was about to launch a fatal blow to end Zhou Jiuhui's life.

However, at this moment, an incomparably strong pressure fell from the sky, shattering the sealed space in an instant.

In the void, a black stick shadow suddenly slashed down, and the space it swept through was shattered.

Jian Yue'e was startled, her feet moved slightly, and the whole person disappeared out of thin air, but the next moment she had already appeared a hundred meters away.

The cyan light mist also disappeared in an instant after losing control, and the possession of the Yuan Shen also failed, Zhou Jiuhui's soul regained control of the physical body, and the strange appearance also returned to its original state.

Zhou Jiuhui's whole person fell from mid-air like mud, and mouthfuls of blood kept gushing out of his mouth, it seemed that his soul had been traumatized, his entire body function had also been damaged, and his mind had been completely unconscious.

However, at this moment, a figure passed by, and Zhou Jiuhui was directly grasped in his hand.

The man was dressed in a shabby black robe, wearing a gray straw hat, his face was hidden, his figure was not burly, but he had another momentum that stood up to the sky, a huge wine jug pinned to his waist, and the smell of wine filled the void.

Drinker!

"Long time no see. The drunkard's expression was very solemn at the moment.

When Jian Yue'e saw the drunkard, she couldn't help but feel a trace of surprise in her eyes, and exclaimed, "You...... Aren't you dead, how did you end up here?"

The drunkard said in a deep voice, "I'm not dead, I just want to be quiet...... How's he doing?"

"From the moment you were defeated, your lord has been meditating in the Heavenly Palace of Creation, and you have not yet left the level. Jian Yue'e said.

"I see. The drunkard took a deep breath, then his eyes fell on Zhou Jiuhui's body, and said, "He is my apprentice, he can't die in your hands, I want to take him away." ”

"You can't take him away!" Jian Yue's eyes were cold.

The drunkard suddenly burst out laughing and said, "You should know my strength, even if you are now a supreme immortal who cultivates souls, if I want to take him away, you can't stop me at all." ”

Jian Yue's eyebrows furrowed deeply, and there was a hint of anger in her eyes.

The drunkard turned around slowly and said in a deep voice, "Tell him that I will go to him soon!"

The words fell, and the drunkard took Zhou Jiuhui and disappeared without a trace.

Jian Yue'e looked at the void sky with some empty eyes, and sighed softly.

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In the area adjacent to the 'Sea and Sky Immortal Domain', there is a deep mountain and wild forest, and because it is located in the realm of the 'Forgotten Abyss', few people set foot here.

The lush ancient trees are intertwined, and the meadows are full of flowers, which look like a paradise, and there is a trace of peace and quiet everywhere.

At this moment, a middle-aged man was walking slowly on the grass with a bamboo basket in his hand, very cautious, as if he was afraid of stepping on those delicate flowers and plants.

He just picked up the withered flowers and plants and gently put them in the bamboo basket, the old and withered palm lightly carried the bamboo basket, and suddenly exuded a trace of soft white light, as if containing infinite vitality, so that the withered flowers and plants in the bamboo basket were rejuvenated in an instant.

"Earth's Yuan Force......" The middle-aged man took a deep breath and muttered.

In an instant, the wind swept suddenly, and the entire meadow seemed to be lifted, and broken petals flew all over the sky.

In the void, a figure fell like a meteor, but it stopped at the moment of falling to the ground, and fell to the ground lightly.

The man who came was a drunkard.

At this moment, Zhou Jiuhui was still lying on his back, his face was pale, and his breath was like a gossamer, as if he would lose his life at any time.

The middle-aged man glanced at the drunkard lightly, and said calmly: "After more than fifty years of separation, you have ruined my flower field here, and you are deeply guilty!"

An embarrassed smile appeared on the drunkard's solemn face, and he said, "Mr. Zhan, you can be reborn if you lose a flower, but if you die, then there is nothing." ”

"Wouldn't it be better if you didn't have it, you are born with a lot of troubles, and this death is also everything. ”

The drunkard sighed and said, "Mr. Zhan, I know you still can't let go, but now I'm going to take him to heal his injuries, if I delay any longer, and wait until his soul is shattered, then even the Immortal King may not be able to reincarnate him." ”

The middle-aged man suddenly sneered and said, "It's not that I can't let it go, but you can't let it go, otherwise you won't save him...... It seems that he has met a strong man who cultivates his soul. ”

The drunkard frowned slightly, and took Zhou Jiuhui to disappear into the deep mountains and forests at an alarming speed.

The middle-aged man watched the drunkard's back gradually disappear, sighed deeply, and said: "Some things are like a thorn in the bottom of the heart for some people, if they are pulled out, they will die, but if they are not pulled out, the rest of their lives will be spent in this painful torture." ”

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In the depths of this wild forest, there is a pool of ice, the water of which can freeze everything, but it itself does not condense into ice, which is very strange.

At this moment, Zhou Jiuhui was suspended above the ice pool, and a trace of cold air penetrated through his bones, causing a layer of frost to condense on the surface of his body.

This frost reached the soul through the physical body, and it had the effect of alleviating the split of Zhou Jiuhui's broken soul.

The drunkard stood on the edge of the ice pool, flipped his left hand, and infinite immortal power erupted from the inside of his body, enveloping Zhou Jiuhui's entire person.

"The primordial power of the earth, the origin of life!"

Suddenly, the infinite immortal power evolved into a trace of moon-white light under the control of the drunkard.

This light is the same as the source power of the middle-aged man's rebirth of flowers and plants, and it contains a vibrant atmosphere.

Under the shroud of this moon-white light, Zhou Jiuhui's face gradually improved, and the scars on the surface of his skin also recovered in an instant.

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