The third major festival of the Tuotian Temple has finally begun in the anticipation of all parties.

Yifa's eyes inadvertently collided with the masked corpse king representing the corpse sect, and the eyes of the two of them condensed slightly, and in the three cannon shots at the beginning of the great sacrifice, they came back to their senses together, and nodded their heads.

The look in his eyes......

Yifa's heart set off waves.

Many years ago, when the Shangtai Realm entered the Phaseless Realm, she had heard of this Mask Corpse King, and later she had seen him from afar when Xuantian Sect Lin Qi was competing with Lian Yan in the ring...... Back.

That back is too familiar.

After following up, she didn't have the courage to retreat silently.

"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?"

Zhisleeve found that Yifa's face was as pale as paper for a moment, and hurriedly reached out to support it, "Is it uncomfortable?"

“...... Nope!"

Yifa took a deep breath, shook his head slightly, and followed the large group into the broken Tuotian Temple, "Don't worry, I'll just rest for a while." ”

I didn't find my brother's body that year.

Ning Zhiyi threw away his body and became a ghost cultivator.

If the senior brother is too unwilling when he dies, or the place where the corpse is sunk is a little special......

Yifa didn't dare to think about it.

On the one hand, she didn't want to believe that the famous Mask Corpse King was her senior brother, and on the other hand, she very much hoped that it was him.

But what about him?

Does he still have memories of his life?

Now he's a member of the Corpse Sect.

Moreover, he still wears a mask, he ...... Are you trying to avoid someone?

When he realized this, Yifa's heart couldn't help but tremble.

All the people in the Shanhai Sect who attacked the senior brother back then were later eliminated by her.

The only Xianwu head who made her unable to do it, she also remembered that she originally planned to take revenge after advancing to the late stage of the Yuan Infant or when she turned into a god.

But I didn't wait for her to make a move.

Because of Lin Qi, Ning Zhiyi killed the Shanhai Sect early.

Yifa's eyes involuntarily chased Ning Zhiyi again.

Lin Qi had an accident, and although Ning Zhiyi still did not reveal his identity, he was also busy looking for all the news about the Ten Thousand Beings Demon God.

"Senior sister, bye!"

Zhisleeve sent a message to her, and pulled her, and bowed down with everyone in the broken first hall.

In the Eight Palaces, the eight-armed divine ape felt the breath of everyone in the human and demon races, and when he was about to retract it in disappointment, his eyes suddenly widened.

That Monkey King...... By no means a gibbon.

There is the breath of his home, and it must be the breath of his home.

The eight-armed divine ape couldn't help but struggle, wanting to rush over to take a look.

The stone skins on his body fell one after another.

"What are you doing?"

The Ten Thousand Demon God was not angry, "No matter how excited you are, no matter how excited you are, you won't have ...... family"

Speaking of this, he also turned off his voice all at once.

That guy with a long arm, who looks like a gibbon, is it really a gibbon?

How does it feel wrong?

No, no, absolutely not.

The eight-armed ape has long been lost by him, and he has not even kept the clan land, and the last few little apes, although they have tried to survive again, can only marry with low-level apes, one generation is not as good as the generation, and they have long been driven out of the hinterland of the Hundred Forbidden Mountain, and now even if they still live on the periphery of the Hundred Forbidden Mountain, it would be good to have six arms.

What's going on with this guy?

The Ten Thousand Demon God's eyes widened as well.

The king of apes, who was worshipping in a hall with everyone, somehow always had the feeling that he was being looked at.

Moreover, there is more than one person who looks at him.

That's not right!

For various reasons, it is difficult for the six-armed ape to rush to the eighth order, although it is said that they were once the descendants of the eight-armed divine ape, but the elders of the demon court have long asserted that they have no great opportunity and will never be able to rush to the eighth order.

In order to prevent the Hundred Forbidden Mountains from being suspected by the Demon Court, he even used Hu Yiba's phantom hair.

Okay, how could anyone stare at him?

He is obviously in the last row of the demon clan as a scattered demon!

The king of the apes didn't dare to look back, but those two eyes caused his blood to churn, hot for a while, cold for a while.

No, no......

In the inheritance memory, this kind of gaze that makes their blood churn and feel cold every time they appear is when the clan is about to be in great trouble.

They slowly migrated out from their original tribes, and again and again, with each migration, a large number of clansmen died and the strength of the tribe declined.

Although in his life, he has never had the feeling of dying with cold blood, but this memory, inherited in the bloodline, will never be wrong.

Again, another bad guy is targeting them?

But how can it still feel hot?

When the Ape King got up with everyone, he couldn't help but look back, wanting to find the eyes that were inherited in the blood and made the hearts of his ancestors palpitate for generations.

"What are you looking at?"

The Eagle King stood next to him and whispered, "Old Ape, there is something wrong with the breath on your body, hurry up and suppress your mind." ”

Press?

How to press?

The Ape King exhaled a long breath, "Eagle, you help me take a look, is someone looking at me wrong?"

“......”

The Eagle King looked around quietly, and then whispered: "What do you have to see?

When they came here, in addition to paying tribute to the twenty-two ancient demon gods and the ten Terran sages who didn't even have names, the most important thing was to cooperate with the Thousand Dao Sect to rescue Lin Qi.

"Even if Lin Qi feels us, it's me who is looking at us. ”

Ape King: "......"

He was too lazy to talk to this guy.

It's a pity that Xuanhua and Yingniang are the two smartest in front.

"What for?"

Shan Feng was also on the side, she didn't know the conversation between them, but the faces of the two seemed to be quarreling again, in case of accidents, she could only whisper to the two, "If you want to quarrel, get out and quarrel, when you get here, be honest with me." ”

Flowers and fruits, flowing water.

She doesn't care about flowers and fruits, but flowing water is really a good thing.

I don't know where Yingniang got so much, after she took a drop, she felt that her chubby figure was much slimmer.

Shanfeng is looking forward to the long water.

It's really distressing for people to grow fat.

Especially when there are two fairy-like women compared to each other.

"Think about the flowers and fruits, think about the flowing water, isn't the Tuotian Temple worthy of our sincere tribute?"

“......”

“......”

The Ape King and the Eagle King glanced at each other, snorted together, and turned their heads in opposite directions.

And at this time, what they thought was secretive, what they thought was a whisper, was nothing at all in the Eight-Armed Divine Ape and the Ten Thousand Lives Demon God.

These people ...... None of them are right!

When the eight-armed divine ape shifted his eyes from the ape king to the demon kings such as the mountain phoenix, the eagle king, and the earthworm king, the eyes of the ten thousand demon gods also turned on them.

Wrong!

It's so wrong.

These demon kings......

Although most of the demon king's aura is very mixed, it is by great chance, and there is no intention of advancing to the eighth order.

But......

The eight-armed divine ape looked at Shan Feng, then at the Eagle King and the little ape who should be his family, and suddenly smiled, "If you should come, you will always come." God is hungry and blind. ”

Demon God of Ten Thousand Lives: "......"

He was powerless to refute and simply pretended to be dead.

Anyway, judging from the current situation, if he quarrels with the eight-armed old ape who is proud of the spring breeze, nine out of nine will not win.

The guy pretending to be a gibbon is clearly a six-gibbon with a descending bloodline.

As long as there is a drop of pure blood and blood, there are eight arms.

Oh, my God......

The Ten Thousand Demon God sighed in his heart, feeling that it had never been on his side.

At this time, with the official start of the great sacrifice of the human and demon races, the sky above the Tuotian Temple is cloudless, the blue sky is clear and deep, and the first sight of the Sutra gives people the feeling of brightness and happiness, and the second sight is ......

When the Mask Corpse King looked up, in the blue sky, he seemed to see the starry sky of the universe, and his mood became inexplicably heavy.

He had long heard the name of Yifa.

From the treasure egg of the Thousand Dao Sect to the world-famous Tiger King of the Secret Gate of the Thousand Dao Sect, the change of identity can be said to surprise everyone in the world.

Once......

At one time, he also wanted to find his hazy memories and know what it was like to be alive.

For this reason, he also deliberately went to the place under the jurisdiction of the Thousand Dao Sect.

It's a pity I didn't find it.

Later, he met Suiqing and Lin Qi's apprentices on the building boat, and he also had great hopes for Suiqing.

If he used to be a disciple of the Thousand Dao Sect, it stands to reason that Suiqing should have an impression of him, because the spiritual root attribute of his body is really excellent.

However, Suiqing had no feelings for him.

He also has no feelings for Suiqing.

Later, when he came into contact with the Thousand Dao Sect monks, he didn't feel anything, only ...... There is only a proper law.

The Mask Corpse King always felt that he was so familiar with her.

Even, when he felt this way for her, he could clearly feel that Yifa seemed to have this feeling for him.

Thinking about Yifa's life, the Mask Corpse King doubted for the first time the memories of his life that he had long abandoned.

As the treasure egg of the Thousand Dao Sect, Yifa has never gone down the mountain since he entered the Thousand Dao Sect at the age of six.

Unless she went down secretly.

The Mask Corpse King couldn't help but sigh as everyone walked towards the second hall.

Now...... and they can no longer have a handover.

The Thousand Dao Sect is almost ironclad in the future of the God Star Monarch, and he can't have any twists and turns because of him.

Moreover, he is an elder of the Corpse Sect.

When the Mask Corpse King pressed the ripple in his heart, he didn't know that Yifa was thinking about how to find an opportunity to talk to the Mask Corpse King after the Tuotian Temple Festival.

It's better to look at his face under the mask.

Whether it's him or not, she wants to see.

Tell things on the bright side, and give the 'heart' that has been thinking about it...... An explanation.

Otherwise, even if you go to the ancient battlefield, you won't be at ease.

......

On the long road, the powerful monks of the human and demon races are worshipping one hall after another.

In the Divine Fall Land, the black soil that originally did not want to grow grass seemed to be endlessly nourished, and one after another tender and reddish grass was growing.

Lu Lingqi has eaten a lot of grass recently, and he knows that the grass that grows in this way is not astringent at all, and it is tender and sweet.

She couldn't help but reach out and pinch one, and was about to regret throwing it down, when she saw the fairy senior looking at her with a smile.

Oops!

She quickly shook the grass and stuffed it into her mouth.

Well!

The taste is better than the previous one, juicy and leafy, and it is a pity to eat it as grass.

"Senior, you can also taste one, it is much more delicious than before. ”

Lu Lingqi hurriedly offered her a treasure.

Fairy: "......" She really didn't know what to say about this girl, so she took the grass, "If it's delicious, pick more." It's a souvenir!"

Belch~

If this commemoration is known to Master and Uncle......

After thinking about it, Lu Lingqi obediently squatted down to pick grass, "You are right, it is better to be happy alone than to be happy together." It's a pity that she didn't have time to pick the grass that had grown on that grassland for many days, "Go back and let my master and uncles, as well as the senior brother in charge, also taste the days I have lived here." ”

She tried to find ones that didn't look so tender.

In the past, they were all looking for fat and fat, but now, Lu Lingqi is mainly looking for thin and small, and at a glance, he knows that he even has to chew the grass with his teeth.

"Poof, are you so bad?"

Song Yu was drinking openly today, and he was still drinking Lu Lingqi's private wine.

"Senior, how do you speak?"

Lu Lingqi didn't think she was bad, "Before I understand, I don't have the right to speak." She said pitifully: "You don't know how cruel my master and uncles, and the senior brother in charge of the family are to me, I am so big, I am in the land of Godfall, and I can live a good life for a few days." ”

She was absolutely not exaggerating, "Their promise to let me live a good life for a few days without being fulfilled has never been fulfilled. ”

There's always so much going on.

There are no official affairs, and there will be private affairs.

Don't sell a little bitter, what if they think that she has enough time here?

Moreover, this time she also delayed the time for Yifa and Zhisleeve to enter the ancient battlefield, what if they didn't have a good day and wanted to settle accounts with her?

So, grass is a must-pick.

The seven fairies couldn't bear to see her seriously looking for grass, so they scattered and quickly picked grass for her.

However, it may be because the Tuotian Temple is being sacrificed, even if the thin grass is eaten in the mouth, it is more tender than before, and there is an indescribable sweetness.

When the great sacrifice arrived at the thirty-second hall, Lu Lingqi realized that there might be a lot of grass she was going to bring.

"Let's pretend to be it!"

The dwarf was a little sad, "I really miss us, you just eat one, you're too tired outside, there's no way, just find a way to find a drunkard, and we'll take you in again." ”

"Hmm!"

When Lu Lingqi took the Qiankun jade box, his eyes were a little red, "You guys are good, I'm okay, when I have received all the apprentices and taught them, I will bring them in to see you." ”

This latter sentence touched each and every one of them.

The drunkard was about to speak, and the young master hiding in the crack of the ground had already begun to urge.

"Senior, Lingqi, they have already started to look for the spatial rift, are you ready?"

Until now, I haven't given her a word, and I'm really in a hurry.

"It's only a quarter of an hour at most until the temple closes, so we can't wait for the fourth great festival, right?"

"Got it, I'll get it right away!"

There is no such thing as a feast.

It is best for everyone to go out.

The seven drunkards and fairies quickly surrounded Lu Lingqi in the middle, clasped their hands with each other, and through Song Yu sensed the heart of the Tianlu Split Shadow Array, they tore a crack when Suiqing, Fengmen, Dongfang Du, Chiyan and others shot together.

Rumble!

A relentless pressure came from the cracks.