That kind of fear, like the inferior facing the superior, the prey facing the natural enemy, the tremor from the depths of the soul made his whole body stiff and almost unable to move.

At this time, let alone rushing out of the body to confront Zi Baifeng, he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Poof. The head of the demon seat flew out of the coffin for a long time, and the body finally fell forward and fell in front of Zi Baifeng.

A book peeked out of his arms, Zi Baifeng reached out and picked up the book, and when he looked at it, his heart jumped, but this book was an unexpected gain.

He quietly stuffed the book into his arms, and it became Zi Baifeng's trophy.

"Well said, but pointless. Does anyone have any opinions?" Zi Baifeng asked as he swept through the crowd.

The old fan seemed stunned.

"You...... You've actually killed the Demon Seat!" It took him a long time before he reacted, pointing at Zi Baifeng with one hand, stammering, and barely able to utter a complete sentence.

He didn't expect Zi Baifeng to disagree with each other and draw his sword to kill.

Zi Baifeng sneered in his heart, you know that the Demon Doctor of the Dao is ruthless, but you don't know that Lord Dao and I also have thunder methods!

Zi Baifeng loudly announced: "The demon seat offended this seat, and its crime should be punished for one; colluding with the demon doctor's subordinates, the death penalty cannot be escaped, and sincerely seeking death, and fulfilling it with one's third." I killed him with my own hands, but no one is convinced?"

The sword light in Zi Baifeng's hand flickered, and Dao's heart beat like a drum, as if he was very much looking forward to someone jumping out and saying that he was not convinced, his long sword was already **** unbearable.

"I don't ......" next to the demon begging where he wanted to see him so arrogant, waving the weapon in his hand, he shouted loudly, wanting to jump out, but was grabbed by the demon next to him, covered his mouth, and dragged him back.

"You ......" Mo Qiu stared, and wanted to turn his face with Mo Luo, but when he saw Mo Luo pointing at Mo Kun, he saw Mo Kun's black face at the bottom of the pot, but at this time, he could see his facial features palely.

"Boss, your face is so pale, what's wrong with you?" Moqiu's face suddenly changed, "Could it be that someone injured you with a secret arrow......?"

"No...... I don't know how to ...... Dao "Mo Kun shook his head, how did he know what was going on with the Dao Dao?" Zi Baifeng's Dao Heart was running, and his Dao Heart seemed to be tightly pressed by something, making him almost breathless.

"Could it be that my magic canon practice is wrong?" Mo Kun couldn't help but think.

"Let's go, take the boss away first!" Mo Luo said, the two of them set up Mo Kun, turned around and ran.

Mo Kun was unwilling to leave, but now he had no strength in his body, he just struggled symbolically, and then from his two subordinates, he just admonished: "After we go back, we will say that we have never met Zi Baifeng, and no one is allowed to say anything about what happened recently!"

Mo Kun can only hope for this, and try to avoid his responsibilities.

The three of them ran over the wasteland, and in a short time they disappeared.

Zi Baifeng's gaze swept over everyone, and he could feel that everyone seemed to be waiting for something.

Judging from the way the demon seat appeared, these people could tell that he was instructed by someone. At this time, the demon seat has been killed, and the person who instructed them must have appeared.

But they waited left and right, but no one came out, and they all secretly shouted in their hearts: "You bastards, you are a good hand at secretly directing people to cause destruction, why don't you come out to clean up the mess? Come out, come out quickly!"

But Mokun and the others have already run away, where will anyone come out?

"I don't like to kill, but I don't mind killing one or two people for the sake of more people. Zi Baifeng was impatient, he changed his posture with these people and stared at each other, and they all stared at one hundred and eight styles.

"We ......" the old fan fell silent.

"My previous promise is still valid. "Zibai wind channel.

The old fan took a deep breath and sighed: "Please also ask the adults to be sympathetic to us and worry about our suffering." ”

Zi Baifeng found that one of the three futures in front of him, which was divided into three, disappeared.

Zi Baifeng didn't know whether his choice was right or wrong, but there was no doubt that the future had been determined and would continue according to its trajectory.

Now the old fan has chosen to cooperate with Zi Baifeng, and the future of failure has disappeared, and what remains is "success" and "destruction".

If you don't succeed, you will perish.

The world realm oscillates between these two timelines, and I don't know where the Dao will end up choosing.

......

Zi Baifeng came back, with a group of people, each of whom carried a lot of jade, and walked from the wilderness.

Zi Baifeng didn't know if the Demon Doctor would be able to see this kind of scene, and he didn't know if the Demon Doctor would choose to burn down the Lost City, and he couldn't take care of it anymore, if he couldn't build the fortress of Matou City now, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

When Zi Baifeng came back, the range covered by the Zhiyang aura had shrunk to a range of less than fifty miles, and Zi Baifeng immediately arranged the formation with Xiaopan, and by the time they finally finished arranging the formation, the aura had already gathered to a radius of twenty miles.

Twenty miles, in the end only twenty miles.

Zibai couldn't help but think of his first territory, Xiayan Village.

It is only a twenty-mile radius, but the population of a small village, from scratch, gradually developed, and finally became the current rich Mengcheng, and also achieved the current Zibai style.

It's a pity that now the porcelain tiles have lost their use...... Without porcelain tiles, do you have the ability to develop a territory, and have the ability to manage this territory so that the magic doctor has nowhere to start?

Zi Baifeng reached into his arms and touched the porcelain piece.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Feeling that Zi Baifeng was a little lonely, Xiao Shi asked, Xiao Shi was always very sensitive to Zi Baifeng's emotions, perhaps because Zi Baifeng often reprimanded him when he was in a bad mood.

Although Zi Baifeng's consciousness has never been reprimanded since he crossed into this world, his sensitivity is still retained.

"Nothing. Zi Baifeng touched Xiao Shi's head and suppressed all the entanglements in his heart.

Now that you are in the whirlpool of death, don't think about other things, the most important thing now is to guard this land and find a way to figure it out.

Zi Baifeng believed that since he had brought the jade back, he would definitely be able to defend the city and resist the expansion of the magic doctor.

Wish...... So.

"Brother!" Xiao Pan, who was originally checking the formation, shouted and rushed over, and there was a panic in his voice.

"What's wrong?" Zi Baifeng was startled.

"Reiki...... Still shrinking......" Xiaopan's voice trembled a little.

Zi Baifeng frowned and said, "Impossible, our calculation just now is obviously ......."

"That's right, but the pressure of the dead air has increased......" Xiao Pan said.

Zi Baifeng walked near the aura curtain, and then found that the death qi was indeed still advancing, this feeling was like the original death desert moving forward, although the speed was not fast, but it was slow and firm, it was an unstoppable firmness.

Zi Baifeng looked up, the sun had already set in the west, a full moon had risen, and the power and effectiveness of the Yang Spiritual Qi from the sun were also decreasing.

Perhaps the Yang Spiritual Qi can only play its greatest role during the day, and at night, its effect will decrease, this difference was not obvious in the past, but in the face of the pressing dead qi, the difference between them is completely revealed.

It is also possible that the demon doctor has discovered the anomaly here, so he has increased the output of Mo Ruyi, making the surrounding death and demonic qi even stronger.

"Brother, what should I do?" After all, Xiaopan is a little demon who has just been born for a few years, although he is calm and calm, but in the face of this situation that he can't afford to lose, he still can't help but panic.

"Don't worry, I'll figure it out, you go and consolidate the formation. Zi Baifeng reached into his arms and touched the porcelain piece.

Maybe...... It is not enough to rely on your own strength, but you still have to rely on the strength of the porcelain tiles......

Zi Baifeng felt a little bitter in his heart.

Zi Baifeng took out the porcelain piece, held it in his hand, and wanted to press it back to his eyebrows, but after trying several times, he stopped again. When the porcelain piece was about to leave him, he instinctively developed a kind of rejection and distrust of the porcelain piece, and the porcelain piece had been stripped by him, although he kept the porcelain piece, and the connection with the porcelain piece was completely broken.

Moreover, once you encounter crises and setbacks, you plan to leave, how can such a porcelain piece be reliable?

It would be nice to be able to have full control over the porcelain tiles.

When Zi Baifeng thought like this, he suddenly felt his heart move again.

As the heart beats, the porcelain piece also jumps suddenly, and the beat and movement seem to be exactly the same frequency as Zi Baifeng's Dao Heart.

"This is ......" Zi Baifeng wondered, what does this mean?

There is no doubt that the porcelain tile has its own intelligence and consciousness, and it seems to be planning to tell Zi Baifeng something, but now Zi Baifeng subconsciously rejects the porcelain piece, and the porcelain tile cannot communicate with Zi Baifeng spiritually at all.

Zi Baifeng didn't know the Dao, the porcelain piece itself was the embodiment of some of the rules and forces in this universe, just after he cracked the rules and secrets of the porcelain piece, he had completely controlled the porcelain piece, and the rules contained in the porcelain piece itself were more like one puzzle after another, all of which were solved by him and stored in his Dao heart.

Now the existence of porcelain tiles has become irrelevant to Zi Baifeng.

It seemed that he couldn't communicate with Zi Baifeng, and the porcelain piece fell silent again, and the cyan light that had just been lit up gradually dimmed, and Zi Baifeng could only take this as a manifestation of the powerlessness of the porcelain piece.

What's next?

At this moment, Zi Baifeng felt a shock on the ground.

A roar came from the depths of the earth, as if something had awakened beneath the earth.

A familiar, yet unfamiliar feeling rose from the ground, like a mist that was angry from the ground at night, gradually submerging Zi Baifeng's ankles, knees, and waist......

Reiki, that's Reiki!

Familiar, full of earthy scented aura!

And that tremor and roar are so familiar, Uncle Qingshi!

Zi Baifeng suddenly felt that the celadon piece in his palm was uncontrollable, and turned into a cyan light and flew in the direction of Uncle Qingshi.

At this time, Uncle Qingshi was already a hill hundreds of meters high and covering an area of thousands of meters, and on the top of the mountain, Uncle Qingshi's incarnation spread his hands and was suspended there, and his whole body exuded a cyan light full of vitality.

Everything in front of him was familiar and unfamiliar, and after a long time, a term sounded in Zi Baifeng's head: advanced!

Uncle Qingshi, advanced!

From the demon king, advanced to the demon god!

Occupy the land for God!

For a long time, Uncle Qingshi was the most powerful of all the little demons around Zi Baifeng, even the Danmu Divine Tree with tens of thousands of years of heritage could not be compared to it.

Not to mention anything else, most of the countless golden sword demons under Uncle Qingshi's command had fifth- and sixth-order cultivation at this time.

But Uncle Qingshi himself has always stayed in the category of the demon king, and he did not finally take that step and become a demon god.

Even the little koi at the beginning has turned into a demon god.

Zi Baifeng once wondered, is it because Uncle Qingshi himself is a stubborn stone and has congenital defects, so he will enter the country so slowly?

Now Zi Baifeng knows the way, what is the slow entry into the country? What is the birth defect?

There is only one reason why Uncle Qingshi did not become a demon god, and that is that he doesn't want to become a demon god!

Although the demon god and the human immortal probably belong to the same level, they have mastered a kind of rule.

But the demon god is more like the land god, it occupies an area for the god, once it becomes a demon god, Uncle Qingshi has no way to leave the place he occupies now, unless it surpasses the limit of the demon god and becomes a higher-level existence.

How easy is it to become a higher-level existence? What is above the demon god?

Zi Baifeng has never heard of any existence more powerful than the demon god, even if it is a human immortal, it must be coiled and shrunk in the territory of the demon god.

And at this moment, in the face of an unprecedented predicament, Uncle Qingshi decided to break through on the spot!

Uncle Qingshi has never wanted to be a demon god, because he doesn't want to be fixed in one place all the time, and he can't go around with Zi Baifeng, from beginning to end, he has always been by Zi Baifeng's side, and he has never been separated, even if it is a temporary separation, he will catch up.

He is the patron saint of Zi Baifeng, always loyal and always solid.

And now, he had to make a decision.

But the celadon pieces ......

Zi Baifeng looked up, and at the center of Uncle Qingshi's incarnate eyebrows, a celadon piece was dripping and spinning, just like in Zi Baifeng's eyebrows.

Zi Baifeng was stunned, this time ...... Uncle Qingshi is the same as his original self?

I don't know if it's still useful to raise demons?

Zi Baifeng couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse, but he probably thought of part of the reason for this kind of thing.

The celadon piece had stripped away all the aura, but there were several clumps of aura that could not be stripped off, because Zi Baifeng had already sent it into the bodies of several monsters and turned it into the nourishment for their increasing strength.

And Uncle Qingshi's body has such an aura, so it resonates with Uncle Qingshi to a certain extent.

The celadon piece may have to rely on a subject in order to be effective, and if there is no main body, it is just an ordinary celadon piece.

And at this moment, it felt the presence of a force that could exert its strength, so it was attracted to it like a moth to a fire.

And Zi Baifeng became the poor abandoned baby.

Uncle Qingshi's advancement lasted for half the night.

Endless aura gushed out from Uncle Qingshi's body, and the aura that was already a little thin gradually became richer, and the scope that was gradually shrinking was also expanding again at this time.

Uncle Qingshi's incarnation has not changed much, what has changed is the body under the incarnation.

Uncle Qingshi, who was originally like a small mountain, is gradually getting bigger at this time, and the mountain stone is gradually becoming crystal clear, like green jade...... Or the general color of celadon tiles.

And the endless aura spreads out from the interior of the mountain.

Zi Baifeng looked at it at a glance, and he couldn't laugh and laughed, isn't this aura the power of the demon cultivation technique?

Countless golden sword demons inherited the power of the demon cultivation technique, and grew silently.

Uncle Qingshi is advancing, they are connected with Uncle Qingshi, and they are also advancing together.

After all, Uncle Qingshi's demon raising technique still has this big limitation, and it is different from Zi Baifeng's, and other monsters benefit less from it.

Zi Baifeng and Xiao Pan glanced at each other, and hurriedly got busy again, the formation they had designed before had to be modified and adjusted at this time in order to adapt to the current changes in the range of aura and Uncle Qingshi's body shape.

The two of them were busy for half the night, and then the mutation happened again.

On the huge bluestone, a pattern like a fish's tail lit up, and the pattern first manifested into a huge fishtail, which was slapped a few times in the air, and then turned into a puff of silver light, like countless stars, scattered around the bluestone, and became an endless star revolving around the bluestone.

It was the tail of the silverfish, it was originally a "foreign body" lurking on Uncle Qingshi's body, but at this time, it was finally completely refined by Uncle Qingshi and turned into Uncle Qingshi's own thing.

And as the tail of the silverfish was refined, another roar sounded, and Uncle Qingshi slowly levitated.

"Damn!" Zi Baifeng and Xiaopan glanced at each other, they were about to collapse, they were busy in the middle of the night, and finally modified the formation, and at this time they were about to change again! Uncle Qingshi actually flew!

Moreover, it seemed that there was no need for them to arrange any more formations, and the surging spiritual power spread out from the bluestone, constantly encroaching on the realm of dead qi.

Wait quietly, wait and see what Uncle Qingshi can become.

Waiting and waiting, Zi Baifeng and Xiaopan fell asleep on the top of the mountain.

The soft blue light sprinkled down, wrapping the two of them, and the two of them couldn't help but smile in their sleep.

The originally powerful leg process gradually subsided, but the change is still happening imperceptibly.

The night passed in a flash, and when the sky dawned, when Zi Baifeng opened his eyes again, the entire world had completely changed.

What had once been a barren land because of dead air was overgrown with plants overnight, and the wasteland turned into a grassland, and it seemed that there were still small trees growing in it.

The vibrant scene in front of him reminded Zi Baifeng of the original Xiayan Village.

The surging force continued to sweep out, forcing the dead qi back, releasing the aura, and there were no clouds in the sky, but thunder sounded, all of which were so familiar.

The first rays of dawn were revealed in the sky, and Uncle Qingshi woke up.

He opened his eyes, and it was like a cyan lightning bolt piercing the sky.

As a demon god, Uncle Qingshi has almost absolute control over this piece of heaven and earth, at this time, he is like the legendary candle dragon, opening his eyes is day, closing his eyes is night.

The celadon piece swirled in the center of his eyebrows, lively and smart, and Zi Baifeng always felt that the celadon piece had a sense of pleasure for the rest of his life.

Maybe it's because the celadon piece is really afraid of Zi Baifeng, so he doesn't dare to return to Zi Baifeng's eyebrows.