The torrential rain turned into a blazing sun again, like a full swing, the rivers and rivers of the Central Plains dried up, the red land was thousands of miles, the people were unbearable, and the thieves swarmed, stirring up the four directions.

The vast East China Sea is steaming, there is no wind, and under the shadow of the sky and clouds, Biwu Island is a little emerald green flaw on the clear sapphire.

Situ Huang stood under the jasper sycamore, his eyes were lowered, his snort was heavy, as if he was sleeping, as if he was waking up, and he was outside the gods.

Lu Sheng's soul was not reluctant, looking forward to it, Situ had the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and promised to reshape his body for him, but he didn't do it for a long time, seeing that Yuanying was getting weaker day by day, he was so anxious that he didn't dare to urge, and he didn't dare to go, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, a fly without a head, and he was turning around.

Yuan Ying out of the body, travel thousands of miles, morning hair, evening to the county garden, but Lu Sheng has not yet cultivated to such a realm, lost the body, Yuan Ying is like a wild ghost living in no fixed place, panicked, and dragged on for ten days and a half months, only afraid that Yuan Ying will collapse, and a hundred years of hard work will become a dream of Nanke.

The jasper sycamore pavilion is like a cover, and the innate qi of Yimu nourishes Situ Huang's body, stretching endlessly, and subtle changes occur every moment. Different from the demon clan who temper the body with the essence of heaven and earth, the vitality of the sun and the moon, and achieve various Dharma bodies such as "colored glass", "King Kong", "iron sandalwood", "jade crystal", etc., the seven volumes of wordless heavenly books, cultivated to the great perfection, aiming to condense the immortal and immortal thirty-two golden bodies.

One gas and three clear, three incarnations outside the body, thirty-two golden bodies, but only one, there are thirty-two phases, eighty kinds of good.

Defeat and then success, break and then stand, when the demon phoenix Mu Hao broke through the heavenly array, soared into the sky, swayed up to 90,000 miles, escaped, landed in the East China Sea, ate all the Biluo sect people, dragged the broken body, stepped all over Biwu Island, got seven volumes of heavenly books under the three jasper sycamores, and realized for thousands of years, and finally gained.

However, the Heavenly Array reversed the world, the power was endless, and the demon phoenix's injuries were as serious as day by day, although they had obtained the Book of Heaven, they could only sigh and be unable to cultivate. Rather than lingering, it is better to be put to death and reborn, Mu Hao thought about it again and again, and decided to self-immolate with the true fire of Samadhi, be reborn, and be reborn as a young phoenix, abandon the old name of "Mu Hao", and call himself "Situ Huang", and spend the first thousands of years dangerously.

The five elements of the demon phoenix are pro-fire, thanks to the nourishment of the innate Yimu qi under the jasper sycamore, the progress is wonderful, all the way is like a bamboo, for decades, one after another, it has entered the catastrophe, and began to condense the thirty-two golden bodies.

The achievement of the golden body is not easy, the fault is not too menacing, she will never leave the jasper sycamore and chase each other.

As soon as Situ Huang entered the decision, it was seven days and seven nights.

In these seven days and nights, Lu Sheng was waiting for death every moment and every second, death would inevitably come, I don't know when it would come, he endured this torment and torture, his heart was twisted day by day, he gritted his teeth, and his head turned white overnight. He didn't dare to resent Situ Huang, but he hated Taiyi to the core.

Yuan Ying was weak, hope turned into despair, and just as he was gritting his teeth and panicking, Situ Huang walked out from under the jasper sycamore.

Lu Sheng hurriedly stepped forward, his face full of hope.

Situ Huang looked at his small body and said lightly: "Yuan Ying is out of the body, the body is destroyed, and the method of prolonging life is nothing more than two ways: taking away and merging." Will you give up, or will you be combined?"

Merge is a means of prolonging the life of the evil demon, based on the fusion of the soul, stored in the body of the demon, the consciousness is not extinguished, the cultivation is not reduced, and the longevity can also be increased by three to five hundred years, but the aftermath is endless, often the temperament changes greatly, brutal and bloodthirsty, gradually loses consciousness, and finally becomes a walking corpse.

Lu Sheng knew that his soul was lost, the Yuan Infant cultivation was lost, Biwu Island did not raise waste people, and living was equivalent to dying. He gritted his teeth and said: "The disciple is willing to merge with the monster, kill Liantao Mountain to seek revenge, eat its flesh, eat its blood, knock its bones, suck its marrow, sleep its skin, and pick its hair......"

Situ Huang interrupted him, "Those people from the Taiyi Sect, you don't have a chance." ”

With a blow to the head, Lu Sheng blocked his chest in one breath, had nowhere to vent, held it for a long time, and said hatefully: "At least the longevity is doubled, old and not dead, stay up to the end, and dance on the grave of the enemy!"

Situ Huang glanced at him, estimated one or two, and said, "Since that's the case, it's okay-" She stretched out her hand and took a huge black-armored dragon turtle from the seaside, and couldn't help but say, she pressed Lu Sheng's Yuan Ying into the dragon turtle's body, and used her great magic power to urge the merger technique.

Lu Sheng screamed again and again, in pain, in the sea of knowledge, the soul of the dragon turtle rushed forward and fought with him. Success or failure in this move, life and death in this fight, Lu Sheng endured the pain, rose up with spare strength, desperately fought and devoured, the two souls rolled and fought fiercely for a long time, Lu Sheng barely had the upper hand, imprisoning the dragon turtle in a corner.

Killing a thousand enemies and inflicting eight hundred self-losses, Lu Sheng was exhausted, and he had no strength left to fuse his soul, he shrunk his head and tail limbs into his shell, and a human face appeared on the tortoise shell, the color of resentment was overflowing, his cheeks twitched a few times, and he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Situ Huang saw it very accurately, this black-armored dragon turtle was also an old demon who had been refined for a long time, and with the power of Lu Sheng's soul, he could just surrender it, since he wanted to "stay up to the end and dance on the enemy's grave", it would be better to give him a dragon turtle to merge with him.

Soul fusion is a long process, at least a few years, more than ten years, Situ Huang fulfilled Lu Sheng's wish, and was about to return to the jasper sycamore to condense the golden body, suddenly felt something, and raised his head to look at the sky in the extreme west.

"Aren't you dead yet?"

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her pupils had turned pale gold, and her figure flickered, her clothes rattled, and she hurried away to the west.

The clouds rolled in, the tide drowned the blue sky and the red sun, the thunder rumbled, the golden snake danced wildly, and the wind and waves surged above the East China Sea.

"Be careful, that's the Thunder Fire Tribulation Cloud!" Pan Chengnian stepped on the Innate Ding, trying to include it in the Ding, not wanting the Thunder Fire Tribulation Cloud to be sucked into the body by the demon phoenix, and repurifying it, he had no chance with the Taiyi Sect, not only did he not listen to the call, but instead split down more than a dozen thunder fires, forcing him to temporarily avoid the edge.

If on weekdays, Pan Chengnian urged the Innate Ding with all his might, and spent more effort to subdue the Thunder and Fire Tribulation Clouds, but the demon phoenix was hidden on the side, staring at him, where did he dare to be distracted, and stepped on the Innate Ding at the moment and descended among the waves.

Chu Tianyou knew that the demon phoenix was powerful, and he didn't support it, standing side by side with his senior brother, twenty-four Dinghai pearls surrounded his body, one after another, and he was well protected.

The monstrous waves were fixed in the town of Zhuhai, and they suddenly settled down, and the East China Sea was as calm as a mirror, and the waves were not alarmed.

The Jiuli Imperial Demon Refining Sword flew in the air, and the thunder and fire slashed down one after another, submerged into his body, and disappeared without a trace. He looked at the void between the clouds and the sea, and said with a long smile: "Situ Huang, Jiuli is here, why don't you show up and see it!"

After waiting for a while, there was no response for a long time, and Jiuli gestured to Pan Chengnian. Pan Chengnian poked out his five fingers and exerted the great magic power of "Five Qi Dynasty Yuan", and the vitality of heaven and earth was drummed up, and a qiē delusion was explored.

In the void, Situ Huang's figure loomed, if it was real and illusory, ethereal like light smoke.

Pan Chengnian took out the square inch lamp of the Lingtai and held it in the palm of his hand, the light swayed, and a little light shimmered through the world.

Situ Huang ignored it, just stared at Jiu Li's eyes, his face changed, and he said in a low voice: "I invited a powerful helper, no wonder I ......" R1058