Chapter Eighty-Seven: Huai Yuan, I'm here

Trapped Immortal Chain?

In the end, in fact, his painting of Yan was not a "trapped immortal chain" at the beginning.

The painting that blended into the wall suddenly looked very ugly.

He remembered the embarrassing past.

As an ancient artifact, on the day of birth, the first person he saw would determine his fate, if it was obtained by the barbarians, he would be the "trapped immortal chain", and if it was earned by the immortals, he could become the "trapped demon chain".

The same is true of Hua Yan, who originally thought that the spirit he had conceived could transform into a form, so that it would be brilliant and eternal, and could be loved by everyone.

But he didn't know his own ability at that time, and after he was taken away by the barbarian king of ancient times, he didn't go to the battlefield, but was suppressed in this sleepy immortal land that didn't see the light of day, and began a long sleep.

Hua Yan thought that he would never wake up again, but just a few years ago, suddenly, a person who was very similar to the barbarian king in ancient times appeared.

The man stood in the midst of the fire, awakened him, and said to him mercilessly: "You are now like an empty shell, if you listen to me, you can break the seal, return to glory, and choose your own destiny, no one can help you." ”

"What am I going to do?" Although he did not understand all the origins, he had to admit that he was greedy at that time, and wanted to go back to the light of day and live again.

"In this refining illusion realm, wait for an immortal to come and trap him. ”

The man's words were very sincere, and finally he believed it.

Because he didn't have any spiritual power himself, he could only accept the man's spell again, so most of his spirit body was locked in the trapped immortal chain, which was integrated with this trapped immortal land, and according to the person's requirements and methods, he gradually refined the illusion layer by layer.

It can be said that Huai Yuan saw such an illusion, and he practiced it more than a thousand times.

Because, Huayan has been waiting for this day to come.

I can't live in fear, so that I have become the same male and female as I am today.

This painful memory came to an abrupt end in Hua Yan's mind.

He knew that it was different now, his body was now full of strong immortal power, and even.... There are even some that are difficult to digest.

Hua Yan twisted his strange face and said in a high voice: "God, do you think you can be any better? This illusion I refined was born for you and ended for you. And aren't you succumbed to my illusion? ”

Huai Yuan was a little alarmed in his heart, he didn't expect that the hatred of the barbarian king was so terrifying, when he was still looking for Fusang, before he returned to those years, the barbarian king was quietly reincarnated, gathering so much strength, and the secret action started early.

However, Huai Yuan is sure that the person who has been defeated once will still repeat the mistakes of the past, and will be destroyed in his hands again.

It's just that the time hasn't come yet.

After a moment of silence, Huai Yuan was still unfazed on his face, and said lightly: "Then you are well prepared, such a big game of chess, you must have put a lot of thought into it." ”

"We?" Hua Yan was stunned, he was just for himself, and then smiled again: "I'm just for myself, oh, by the way, thank you God for that." ”

Hua Yan was excited in his heart: "Thank you" for the immortal power of the gods, so that his spiritual power will definitely recover quickly, and it will not be difficult to be born again.

Huai Yuan could see through this painting Yan's mind at a glance, and his aura was almost adjusted at this moment.

He opened his eyes coldly, and secretly thought to himself: Such a naïve ancient artifact is not known if it is used, maybe he can also use it.

"Heh, an ancient thing like you, don't you even know that you can't have the two forces of immortals and demons in your body?"

Hua Yan's face turned pale in an instant, what did this sentence mean?!

"What do you mean?" he immediately shot back, and he couldn't move, only a huge head could move.

Huai Yuan stood on the stone pier, his face was cold, his dark robe rose with the wind, and the sea of fire around him was very bewitching and scorching.

"You understand it yourself. A cold voice rang out.

Now, he can leave this place, but not yet.

Hua Yan's face was blue and white, he couldn't understand it!

So Hua Yan, the indigestible feeling he has in his body now, is it originally two forces fighting?

Then all his hard work is a bubble?!

No, it's impossible, Hua Yan suddenly smiled gloomily, and his voice was shrill and thin: "The gods are talking nonsense, but now I want you to appreciate the land of trapped immortals, how it traps immortals." ”

Hua Yan was still comforting himself and just wanted to shut up Huai Yuan, but he was integrated with the land of trapped immortals, and he could completely control everything in it, including the sea of fire and the stone pier.

In an instant, the blue hair on his face exploded, and he began to use the two forces in his body at the same time.

Huai Yuan looked at it.

The stone pier where it was standing shook slightly, and the sea of fire around it also fluctuated slightly.

"Huh. Huai Yuan smiled, he didn't take it to heart, he already knew the details about this so-called ancient artifact painting Yan.

When Huayan was still working on this "Trapped Immortal Technique", Huai Yuan didn't feel anything unusual at all.

After thinking for a while, he slowly stretched out his hand and stroked it to his right ear.

He said silently in his heart: "What is the situation on your side?" Is there anything wrong?

...

No response.

And it just so happened that at this time, the mallow in the mansion was pillowing his hands, lying on the table, indulging in a dream.

Her sleeping face was quite cute, and she didn't know what to say, with a faint sweet smile.

I don't know if it's in a dream or in reality.

It was low and steady, as if it was her most familiar voice, and at this time it seemed to be in her ear, calling her name.

"Why did you come back so soon?"

In Huai Yuan, in the land of trapped immortals, looking at the changes in the sea of fire around him, he was a little more turbulent than before.

There is still time, no hurry, he continued to transmit: "Mallow, mallow、...."

Even screamed a few times, but it was still difficult to hide her helplessness in the words, Huai Yuan was silent: Could it be that she instantly returned all the "sound transmission techniques" she had learned to him?

It shouldn't be.

The sleeping mallow pressed her hand a little sore, and her ears moved and she frowned.

Coupled with the familiar voice in his ears, Mallow gradually sobered up.

Huh, why is Huaiyuan's voice so real, as if he is calling me! He's back?!

Realizing this, a spirit sat up, looking left and right with expectant eyes.

"Huai Yuan?

But her surroundings were still empty except for the green eggs.

"Mallow..."

It was really Huai Yuan calling her, and Mallow couldn't help touching her ears before she reacted.

Thousands of miles away!

She spoke up immediately.

"Huaiyuan, I'm here!"