Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Angry Wangcai fell from the sky with tens of thousands of skyfire meteorites.

If Wangcai had released so many skyfire meteorites in the decisive battle of Qixing Mountain ten years ago, Hua Wuyou would have died young ten years ago.

The power of the fourth-turn sky phoenix is ​​equivalent to that of a master in the Xumi realm of human beings.

The God-killing Domain, which Ye Xiaochuan had tried every means to break, finally collapsed in front of the endless skyfire meteorites and the endless chaos flames.

After all, Yu Jizi had not really reached the Xumi realm. Facing Wangcai's attack at this moment, Yu Jizi was defeated again and again.

Fortunately, the God-killing Sword in his hand was so powerful that it broke the wall of chaotic skyfire released by Wangcai.

However, it was still difficult for him to stop the endless skyfire meteorites with just one sword.

Just when Wangcai was showing his power, a white mist suddenly condensed and formed, covering the Yizhuang.

The white mist was very terrifying. The falling skyfire meteorites and the scattered chaotic skyfire were frozen immediately once they touched the white mist.

This move was Fugui's signature skill, the Nine Nether Frost! Wangcai and Fugui joined forces, ice and fire merged, and Yu Jizi was even more unable to resist.

Yu Jizi had long recognized that the people who attacked him at this moment were Wangcai and Fugui who had been dominating Cangyun Mountain for ten years.

He never expected that Wangcai's fighting power would be so terrifying. Even if he was holding the God-Slaying Demon Sword, he could not face Wangcai's edge.

What's more, Fugui also made a move.

The Nine Nether Frost was so cold that it could instantly freeze the black iron.

Although the God-Slaying Demon Sword could swallow the cold air of the Nine Nether Frost, it was unlikely to swallow such a large amount of white frost mist instantly.

Yu Jizi knew that he was not a match for Wangcai and Fugui, and it was unlikely that he would kill Ye Xiaochuan tonight.

His lost mind gradually recovered under the scorching of the pure Yang and strong Chaos Sky Fire.

So, his body merged with the God-Slaying Demon Sword and shot directly into an ancient well in the backyard, disappearing without a trace.

The sky was still full of fireballs, and the entire Tianshui City turned into a sea of ​​fire.

When the Sky Fire Meteorite fell, it was the darkness before dawn. Most of the people in the city were asleep, and they were caught off guard by this disaster.

Many people were hit by the Sky Fire Meteorite in their sleep.

You should know that the flames contained in the Sky Fire Meteorite are not ordinary flames, but Chaos Sky Fire that can even burn souls.

The powerful cultivators dare not resist the Chaos Sky Fire, let alone mortals.

As long as they are stained with a little spark, their bodies will be burned to ashes in a blink of an eye.

Wangcai didn't know how many innocent people it killed with this move. At this moment, it flapped its wings and fell beside Ye Xiaochuan.

It's been ten years.

Ye Xiaochuan and Wangcai had not seen each other for ten years, and now Ye Xiaochuan did not dare to recognize him.

In his memory, Wangcai was fat and plump, like a fat quail.

At this moment, Wangcai had spread his wings for dozens of feet, and his feathers were red as fire. There was a layer of chaotic sky fire burning around the feathers.

The phoenix crown that used to droop was now firm and straight, and the two phoenix eyes were actually blue, like the purest blue gemstone.

According to ancient legends, the phoenix is ​​the most beautiful and beautiful bird in the world. Even peacocks are ashamed in front of the phoenix.

In the past, facing the ugly bird Wangcai every day, Ye Xiaochuan seriously doubted the aesthetics of the ancients.

Now Ye Xiaochuan finally understood that the ancients were not deceiving him. Every feather of Wangcai in front of him revealed a sacred red light, especially the feathers on the tail, which were very long and very bright red.

Ye Xiaochuan swore in his heart that this was indeed the most beautiful divine bird he had ever seen.

Wangcai's body shrank rapidly, and he excitedly used his head to push Ye Xiaochuan's neck, making a clucking sound.

This time, Ye Xiaochuan finally confirmed that the beautiful bird in front of him was the fat bird Wangcai that he had raised back then! After not seeing each other for many years, Ye Xiaochuan thought that his relationship with Wangcai had become estranged.

He was overthinking it. When Wangcai's head rubbed his neck, the long-lost familiar feeling came back again.

They are still the best brothers and the most intimate partners.

"Wangcai! Wangcai!"

Men don't cry easily.

Ye Xiaochuan has never been a person who cries easily since he was a child. At this moment, he hugged Wangcai and cried bitterly in the ruins.

Birds can also shed tears.

Wangcai has always believed that his little master is not dead, and one day, the little master will come back to pick him up.

In the past ten years, it has been missing the days of fighting side by side with the little master, stealing together, and eating, drinking and having fun together.

After years of waiting, the young master is right in front of him. Wangcai can no longer suppress his emotions, and tears flow down.

This scene makes Fugui, who is watching from the side, feel a little sad.

It knows that Wangcai has been waiting for Ye Xiaochuan for ten years.

It also knows that once Ye Xiaochuan appears in front of Wangcai, Wangcai will leave Cangyun.

Although Bingluan and Huofeng quarrel all day long, Fugui does not want Wangcai to leave him.

After ten years of companionship, it has long been familiar with all the days when Wangcai plays around.

It can't imagine, if Wangcai leaves, who will accompany him to be domineering, who will use fire to grill food for him?

Who will quarrel with him?

At this moment, Fugui suddenly had a very strange thought.

It felt that everything was caused by Ye Xiaochuan in front of it.

If Ye Xiaochuan died, Wangcai would not leave Cangyun Mountain.

Fugui just had this thought. It is not an ordinary bird. Its IQ is no lower than that of an adult human.

Not to mention that Wangcai has a deep affection for Ye Xiaochuan, even its little master Yun Qiyou has a special affection for Ye Xiaochuan.

If I kill Ye Xiaochuan, neither Wangcai nor Xiaoyou will forgive me.

Just when Fugui was thinking about it, just when Ye Xiaochuan and Wangcai met and shed tears.

A short and fat old man sneaked out from the dark corner.

Fugui immediately alerted and opened his mouth to spray a few mouthfuls of Nine Nether Frost at the newcomer.

The storyteller immediately raised his hand and said, "One of us! One of us!"

When the old man was fighting, he hid aside to watch the show. Now that the fight is over, he is the first to run out, ready to pick up the fruits of Wangcai and Fugui's victory.

Ye Xiaochuan struggled to sit up, he looked at the wretched old storyteller.

He said hoarsely: "Senior, you... you finally showed up! I thought you were dead."

He was going to find the old storyteller to question him.

It was agreed that the old storyteller would entangle the jade machine, and he would take Yuan Xiaolou and Princess Tianyin away.

In the end, the fat old man turned around and sold him out, causing him to have several broken ribs, corrosive evil spirits all over his body, and both external and internal injuries were very serious. It would take at least ten days and half a month to recover.