It's just a catastrophe, is it really just that?

Yang Fusang said, a little weak-hearted, and hurriedly covered his chest, immortals can't lie, and they can't hurt mortals, but she just cast a spell on mortals, so she will suffer such a heavy backlash.

How heavy it is, she couldn't even control the clouds, and fell off the clouds, if she hadn't slept in the Yunu house for three days, she would have become a hibiscus tree by now.

"Sister Sang, how have you been doing all these years?" asked Yunu.

Yang Fusang did not speak, but looked at the lotus pond not far away.

How are you doing?, Yang Fusang asked himself.

In fact, both good and bad, have passed.

"Don't think about it if it's not good, the most important thing is now!" Yunu frowned, wrinkling with the wrinkles on her face, showing that she was older.

"Yunu, have you ever seen the exact same person?"

"Exactly the same?" Yu Nuqiang opened his already swollen eyes and looked at Yang Fusang, "Sister Sang, a person with a similar temperament!"

"Temperament?" Yang Fusang said, "The temperament is different!"

That person's appearance is exactly the same as her Ah Jin, but there is a slight difference in temperament, from him, she can feel Ah Jin's breath, but there is no Ah Jin's breath, he, who is he?

Yang Fusang lowered her head and looked at herself, this time she fought with Yi Qi in the demon world, Yi Qi used Ah Jin's three pieces of Yuan Shen to injure her, and then in the final confrontation, she used her newly created spell - "New Life" to resist Yi Qi.

The power of rebirth is huge, but it is also a piece of damage.

Because of the power of new life, Yi Qi's soul flew away and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

And she herself didn't get any benefits, the power of new life brought her thirty years of forgetting the past, losing her mana, and experiencing the love and hate of the world.

In this human experience, the wounds on her body have not healed for thirty years, and she thought that her time was short, but she never thought that her days as mortals were short.

That day, she used her body to block the black dragon's fatal blow. The black dragon's blow condensed all of its spells, and the more powerful the spells, the more serious the injuries she suffered.

The "new life" she gave thirty years ago was to accumulate all her strength to explode, and then fall into a deep sleep, and then meet the right opportunity to "break the ground and be reborn"!

The black dragon's blow was the opportunity to awaken the spell she had cast thirty years ago.

In this way, there is a back story.

The Shuanglong Stream of the Wuji Immortal Gate has become a mess, in addition to the black dragon and the Sheng Sect master of the Wuji Immortal Gate have been demonized, a lot of demonic qi has also infected many disciples of the Wuji Immortal Gate, as well as disciples of other sects.

In this battle, there were heavy casualties.

Before the battle was over, the disciples of the Extraordinary Immortal Sect had already gone to one, and whether they could get out alive or not had become a begging in their hearts.

The black dragon no longer sucked the souls of those disciples, but turned to the Sheng Sect Master of the Infinite Immortal Sect. They were originally allies, but now, the black dragon is fighting with the master of the Sheng Sect.

Black Dragon is like this, but because one spirit of the Sheng Sect Lord is worth a hundred or so of those disciples, in order to survive, in order to escape, he has to do this!

For this reason, the scene was chaotic for a while, and the Wuji Immortal Gate, like other gates, no one could live alone.

After the black dragon finished sucking the master of the Sheng Sect, he then looked at those disciples who had cultivated to a high level, including several disciples of the Extraordinary Immortal Sect.

The body hovered in the air, flying towards the many disciples, its claws stretched forward, firmly grasping the prey it caught.

"Fourth Senior Brother, Arrange the Formation!" Senior Brother Yu Mo shouted.

"Senior brother, we are ......" Yu Han wanted to say, their people were not even, and they couldn't shake this black dragon when they cast spells!

"Senior brother, I'm coming!"

"Senior brother, and me!"

"Senior brother, count me in!"

......

In an instant, the disciples of the Extraordinary Immortal Sect all stood up, and Yu Mo looked at his junior brother and sister, choked up, "Eleven, you are optimistic about your sixth senior sister." ”

"Senior brother, you are the future leader!"

"Eleven, this is an order! We are senior brothers and sisters, and this matter is left to us. Yu Mo said, looking at everyone, Eleven is the youngest disciple at present is hope and the future.

After the words of the senior brother Yu Mo were finished, Yu was like them, his face was calm and righteous.

Yu Huan stepped forward and said, "Eleven, remember to take us back to Xianmen!"

As soon as these words came out, the brothers and sisters were even calmer, at this time, they were determined to die to resist the biggest demon this time, just so that those little junior brothers like "Eleven" could leave alive.

"Sheng Han, take care of our junior brother!" Yu Mo looked to the side, and the weak Sheng Han said.

Sheng Han's few battles just now had exhausted his weak body, and his body had been cut in several places, and the blood had stained his purple clothes red.

"Today's grace, Sheng Han's Wuji Immortal Sect is full of thanks, and Senior Brother Yu Mo can rest assured that he will definitely take them out in the next place!" Sheng Han coughed a few more times when he said that he was excited.

How can this weak body cope with this sudden change?

Suddenly, a tragedy and a reluctance surrounded the disciples of the Extraordinary Immortal Sect.

Boom!

Before they could set up, the barrier opened up from the outside!

Could it be that Twelve brought the news of them out here? But when Twelve left, there was no such thing as the Lord of the Door, who was it?

As soon as the barrier was broken, the black dragon that had just hovered in the air raised its head to the sky and roared.

"You're still here!"

"Evil dragon, today is the time for your soul to fly away!" As she spoke, a woman descended from the sky and looked closely, it was the woman in Tsing Yi who left with Yu Fei not long ago.

The woman stood in front of the black dragon, some distance from the ground, but there was no sword at her feet.

"Senior brother, look!" Ninth Disciple Yu also pointed to the place where the woman appeared, "She looks so much like Twelve, but she is not Twelve!"

Isn't twelve? Of course she's not twelve, she's now the patriarch of the Sangyang clan in the Heavenly Realm, Yang Fusang.

Yang Fusang stood three zhang away from the black dragon, and a long sword appeared in her right hand, and everyone saw that the sword in her hand was not Yu Sang's broken dust, and they knew that she was not their twelve.

"Patriarch Yang, it's really you!"

"Evil dragon, a hundred years ago, you harmed one party, the patriarch spared your life and handed you over to the East China Sea Monarch, but I didn't expect you to appear again, plague the world, and collude with this Wuji Immortal Gate, I can't keep you today!"

"Really?" the black dragon conjured up a human figure, all over the body, all black, "Then let's see if you have the ability!"

The black dragon that conjured into a human form conjured two black hooks in his hands, "Newly trained, Yang Patriarch, I'll use you to enlighten this weapon!"

"It seems that you have not only taken the demon path, but also entered the demon path! Even so, today is still your death period!" Yang Fusang said, the Yang Dusk Sword in his hand raised, "Even if it is your newly refined weapon, it is also your death period!"

"Then take a look!"

As the words fell, two sharp blades made a sound in the air, and the two weapons collided, and soon a beam of light flashed, and the Shuanglong Stream was once again surrounded by turquoise light.

"Twelve, I'm here to help you!" The eldest disciple Yu Mo and the ninth disciple Yu returned the sword and flew up and stood on the left and right sides of Yang Fusang.

Yang Fusang looked at the two people next to him, opened his lips lightly, and said, "You can just protect the people below!"

After speaking, Yang Fusang waved his sleeves slightly, and the two fell to the ground.

"Just protect what you want to protect!" When Yang Fusang was fighting with the black dragon, after leaving a sentence, he fell into a struggle again.

This sentence was not only said to them, but also to Yang Fusang himself. The people under the clouds, for the past thirty years, have protected her, taken care of her, are the people she wants to protect, and she has to protect them no matter what! That's why she flew back to kill the dragon.

Return to the courtyard of Yunu's house.

Yang Fusang also moved her bed to the pavilion, and the technique of moving the bed made her hurt for a long time.

"Sister Sang, your injuries were left from the battle with that evil dragon!" said Yu Nu as he squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Fusang.

"Yes!" Yang Fusang lay down and pinned his head to the side, just a black dragon, how could he hurt her! She was injured, but because of her, she used the method against mortals, and was counterattacked!

Cast spells on mortals, and how powerful the spell of the caster is, how strong the counterattack will be.

The current Yang Fusang is no longer the Yang Fusang of the day, and this battle with the Demon Lord Yi Qi can be regarded as a catastrophe she has experienced, and after this catastrophe, she has cultivated into the body of a god.

The gods were originally the second in the immortal rank, and there were not many immortals who could become gods, and they required the immortals who became gods to love and protect the people and protect mortals, so the gods cast spells on mortals, and the backlash was much more powerful than that of ordinary immortals.

No, she has been lying for many days, and there is still no recovery, it seems that she can only go back to the house. Now I don't even have the ability to control the clouds, so I'd better lie here and go back when I recover a little.

She is the way she is now, she has no regrets at all, even if she doesn't give her any god ranks, she is willing to do so.

That day, after Yang Fusang fought with the black dragon for a few rounds, the black dragon gradually gained the upper hand.

"In the past hundred years, your skills have been so powerful! You ······" The black dragon said after receiving a move from Yang Fusang.

"How do you know the skill of this patriarch!" Yang Fusang said, conjuring up the Yang Dusk Sword in his hand, revealing the part of the Fusang Divine Tree.

"You····· You, you have the ability, don't use your Fuso Shenmu!"

"Why not?" Yang Fusang raised the sword in his hand, "The existence of this Fusang Divine Tree is originally to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and you, cultivating the evil way, are contaminated with demonic energy, this is your sharp weapon!"

Seeing her like this, the black dragon spread his hands and flew away.

Yang Fusang followed closely behind him, wanting to solve him!

The black dragon flew down and landed on the main field, and his hand was stuck in the neck of a mortal, "Yang Patriarch, hurt mortals, but you will be counterattacked by magic!"

"Threaten me?" Yang Fusang fell behind the main field, looking at the people captured by the black dragon, "You still threaten me with my enemy?"

Only then did the black dragon see clearly that what he was holding in his hand was Sheng Shi, the third son of the Shengzong Master of the Wuji Immortal Gate!

"You immortals hurt mortals a little, then they will be counterattacked!" said the black dragon's other hand condensation, and attacked Yang Fusang.

Yang Fusang's left sleeve flicked slightly, and a cyan long silk flew out of the sleeve and landed in front of him, blocking the black dragon's spell attack.

"So what?" Yang Fusang urged the Changyu in his hand again, tied one of the black dragon's hands, held one of his own, and dragged him and the sleeping Sheng Shi in his hand over.

Then, the Yang Dusk Sword in Yang Fusang's right hand met him, wanting to stab at the black dragon.

The twilight sword stabbed at the left shoulder of Sheng Shi.

Burst!

Sheng Shi vomited blood and woke up, looked at Yang Fusang who was holding a sword in his hand, and said, "Yusang, we're even!"

"Flattened?" the black dragon behind Sheng Shi pulled his body back, "How to flatten? She hurt you, and she is going to be counterattacked!"

"Before the backlash, your soul will be scattered!" Yang Fusang said, and the long jade in his right sleeve flew out, enveloping Sheng Shi and taking him aside.

The Yang Dusk Sword in Yang Fusang's hand shone again, a very dazzling light.

After the light, the black dragon's body twisted a few times, the wind passed, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Burst!

This time, it was Yang Fusang who vomited blood, and just now she felt the power of the backlash, but she just supported the black dragon to subdue.

"Twelve!"

In the distance, the second senior sister Yu Ru shook her hand and shouted, "Twelve!"

Yang Fusang did not look over, but summoned an auspicious cloud and left on the cloud.

Later, there is the story of her meeting Yunu's daughter.

In the thirty years of cultivating immortals in the world, Yang Fusang has experienced a lot, from love to friendship, he has understood many things, and he has cultivated the body of a god, so what will happen next? When will she find all the fragments of Ah Jin's primordial gods? Let's take a look!