I have 9000 trillion licking dog gold

The September Fairy kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

But Chen Yuan ignored it.

For these sub-universe controllers, he really needs someone to scare the monkeys.

Just then your September fairy jumped out.

Then I'll get you under the knife!

The deputy masters of the Smoke Temple each own sub-universes, have great power, control one area, and have a group of loyal cosmic armies under their command.

All of these people are feudal officials!

Powerful.

Chen Yuan's punishment of Fairy Nine is just enough to tell others that I can push you up, and I am naturally capable of pulling you down.

So don’t dance so happily!

Don't think that because you have become the Lord of the Universe, you can lose your respect for me.

This wave of killing chickens to scare monkeys is just right.

soon.

Fairy Yue Yue was deposed from her position as Lord of the Universe and lost the blessing of the heavenly law of the universe.

Her soul was severely damaged and her breath was weak.

Even his cultivation level began to decline rapidly.

From the peak of the Nine Realms, all the way down to the middle of the Nine Realms, the early stage of the Nine Realms, half a step from the Nine Realms to the Eighth Realm!

"puff!"

Fairy September spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

She couldn't believe that her cultivation level had actually fallen to the eighth level of the Hongmeng True God.

unacceptable!

Can not accept!

"No!"

In the Temple of Smoke, even if you are not the Lord of the Universe, as long as you have the cultivation level of the Hongmeng True God in the ninth realm, you can be considered an absolute powerhouse and a peak-level figure!

Be admired!

Very high status!

But if you fall to the eighth level, you will really get a lot of trouble!

Just take a back seat.

You have to compete with 10,000+ powerful people from the Eight Realms of Hongmeng.

People always lose more than they gain.

If she had never reached the top!

Maybe she would be very satisfied with the cultivation of Hongmeng True God in the eighth realm.

But for a being who has reached the pinnacle, retreating to the second level and falling to the eighth realm, this is something she absolutely cannot accept.

She will feel extremely painful!

"Why? Why did you do this to me?"

"What did I do wrong?"

"Palace Master, it's unfair for you to treat me like this. I have never offended you. Why do you want to destroy all my years of hard work and dedication?"

"Please, please give me the sub-universe, please?"

Fairy September was lying on the ground, begging bitterly.

Her face was full of pear blossoms, and she was so pitiful that she burst into tears.

But Chen Yuan is still hard-hearted.

"Give it back to you? Is this your thing?"

"Have you forgotten your identity? I have given you a sub-universe. You are just a manager, not the owner!"

"You are a licentious, immoral, shameless person. As a high-ranking member of the Yan Temple, you don't know how to set an example. Instead, you engage in evil practices!"

"This time it's just a small punishment but a big punishment for you. I hope you can remember it for a long time!"

When Fairy Yue Yue saw this, she knew that Hall Master Chen Yuan had made up his mind.

She could only look at the others pitifully.

I hope other senior officials of the Smoke Temple can intercede for her.

"Brother Nantian, please help me speak!"

Di Nantian's scalp immediately went numb.

"I'm sorry, Fairy September, I'm not familiar with you, please respect yourself!"

"Uncle Wan Yuan, can you help me?"

"Cough cough!"

"Fairy September, don't call people uncle, I am not your uncle!"

"Brother Gou San, for the sake of the bone soup I made for you, can you help me?"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"Fairy September, I have never drunk your bone soup, so don't have any random relationships!"

"A woman like you is worse than a bitch!"

Gou San immediately replied.

"you……."

"you……."

"Okay, I, the September Fairy, am blind to befriend you villains!"

The September Fairy was filled with grief and anger.

But she turned her head and focused her eyes on Bai Zishan.

"Husband, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

"Can we get back together? I will definitely love you well in the future. Please forgive me once!"

"As long as you speak to the Palace Master, with the Palace Lord's power, I will definitely be able to help you renew your love and restore your kindness. We can still go back to the past!"

"I don't want anything now, I just want you to come back to me!"

"Husband, please, Jiu'er knows that I was wrong!"

"woooooooo~"

Fairy September cried with great sincerity.

She looked devastated!

But even so, she always maintained the delicate and charming demeanor of a woman.

Even if I cry, I cry beautifully.

Sure enough, they still pay great attention to the details of the performance!

For this acting skill, it would not be too much to give her a Best Actress Award.

"I am not your husband, nor am I Bai Zishan!"

"Listen carefully, my name is Leng Zhantian!"

"Cold-blooded and ruthless, kill all the gods. If you don't want to die, just shut up!"

Leng Zhantian smiled evilly.

There doesn't seem to be any hatred towards the September Fairy.

Since there is no love, naturally there is no hatred.

There was always a hint of killing intent in his calm eyes.

It seems like everyone wants to kill!

No one was targeted.

He just doesn't like anyone.

This aloof and indifferent look immediately struck Fairy Yue Yue's heart.

She suddenly felt that Bai Zishan in front of her had become more handsome, cooler and more domineering.

That evil and cold look is just what she likes!

Such a powerful and evil man left her defenseless!

For a time, she felt more and more regretful and wronged!

The September Fairy was regarded as a negative example.

For a time, she was discussed on WeChat Moments by the entire Smoke Temple, 159 sub-universes, and 1000 billion heavenly saints.

Being pointed at!

Thousands of people point to it!

Fairy September quickly found a place to hide and began to practice the Seven Thousand Two Hundred Transformations of the Great Dao.

She wants to practice the most powerful transformation method.

From now on, I can only open the small green man.

……

Time flickers.

Three more days passed.

On this day, the Lord of Lingxiao woke up.

She seems to have regained some memories, and her superpowers are getting stronger.

When Chen Yuan came to see her with fruits, the Lord of Lingxiao was stunned the moment he saw Chen Yuan.

A few tears suddenly overflowed from her eyes.

"Oh God... Tian Fang, is it really you?"

"I've been waiting for you for many, many years. When my memory is almost blurred, you are finally willing to come see me!"

"Woooooooo..."

"Tianfang, I love you, please don't leave me, okay!"

The Lord of Lingxiao burst into tears.

Tears fell like raindrops.

Ask what love is in the world, and directly teach life and death!

She had been waiting for Chen Tianfang for too long in her life.

It’s been so long that I no longer remember what he looks like!

"Xiao Lingxiao, I'm not Chen Tianfang, you got the wrong person!"

"You lied. Only brother Tianfang would call me Xiao Lingxiao. Don't lie to me again. This time, I won't let you slip away from me!"

"Brother, I want to get you!"

I saw the Lord of Lingxiao taking off his silkworm glazed shirt.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for becoming the master of Lingxiao. This woman's cultivation level has reached the tenth level of the Hongmeng True God!"

"Option [-], after spending ten years of life, the host and the woman will give birth to an heir, and he will have the spiritual root of the Immortal Emperor!"

"Option two, consume a hundred years of life, and the host's descendants will have the spiritual roots of a saint!"

"Option three, consume a thousand years of life, and the host's descendants will have true spiritual roots!"

"Option four, consume ten thousand years of life, and the host's descendants will have the spiritual root of the great avenue!"

"Option five, consume 10 years of life, and the host's descendants will have the Supreme Wuji Hongmeng Spiritual Root!"

"Option six, consume 100 million years of life, and the host's descendants will have the extraordinary divine body of the Great Emperor. They will be the True God of Chaos when they are born, and they will become the Supreme True God of Hongmeng when they grow up!"

"Option seven, consume 1000 million years of life. The host's offspring will have a high-dimensional immortal body of chaos. They will be the Supreme True God of Hongmeng at birth, and they will be in the ninth realm of Hongmeng True God when they grow up!"

"Option eight, spend [-] million years of life, the host and the woman are combined, and the children born will have a super-dimensional mortal body. The super-dimensional mortal body is born as a mortal, but there is no bottleneck, and it can break through the super-dimensional all the way. territory!"

"Born to be ordinary, but destined to be extraordinary!"

"Then I choose eight!"

"Ding! Deduct [-] million years of life from the host!"