In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

"Feng Wu, is it really you?" Lu Yuan asked foolishly.

"What do you think?" Mo Fengwu on the other side's eyes turned red and he took the small tripod back.

"I, I don't know..." Lu Yuan was confused. Thinking of the other party's tolerance just now, he was so aggressive over and over again. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Junior brother, don't be fooled. Don't forget that Junior Sister Feng Wu has no spiritual roots!" Han Li, as an outsider, reminded loudly.

"What do you know? There are many ways to recreate spiritual roots in the world of immortality. My master is a Nascent Soul monk, so shaping my spiritual roots is just a matter of effort!"

"Back then, you cruelly abandoned me in pursuit of immortality and never came back. Have you ever thought about my feelings?" Mo Fengwu said with a complicated expression.

"I..." Lu Yuan was speechless and lowered his head in regret.

"After you left, I have been looking forward to and missing you so much, but I have never waited for you to come back. If I hadn't met Master by chance, there would be no chance that we would meet again today!"

"I recognized you from the moment you appeared. Even though my face was covered with white gauze, I still hoped that you would recognize me from all the past events."

"Do you know why I don't show my true face to others? It's all for you, but you..." At this point, Mo Fengwu covered her face and cried bitterly.

The gambling battle has progressed to this point, which can be said to be completely beyond the expectations of the seven coalition forces of the Yue Kingdom and the disciples of the six demon sects.

"What is this? We want to see the bloodshed, not the tears of you men and women!" someone yelled.

"That's right. Do you want to fight or not? Why bother?"

"Shut your stupid mouth!" Lu Yuan's eyes flashed with evil intent, and he turned several golden blades and pointed them at the people who had just spoken, immediately making them quiet.

"Feng Wu!" Lu Yuan was speechless by Mo Fengwu's complaints one after another. Seeing Mo Fengwu crying sadly, he couldn't help but walked over slowly.

"Brother Zhang, quickly activate the small movement formation and pull him back!" Han Li said with a solemn expression.

"But, that's obviously Junior Sister Feng Wu!" Zhang Tie hesitated.

"Even if it is true that she has joined the demonic path, do you think her character will still be the same as that of Junior Sister Feng Wu!

With their current distance, if the other party were to attack suddenly, there would be no way to avoid it. Hurry, it's too late. "Seeing that Lu Yuan was only a few feet away from the woman, Han Li became anxious.

"Stop! He can't come back before the outcome is determined!" Tian Fei stopped Zhang Tie who was about to launch the formation and said coldly.

"Uncle Tian, ​​can't you tell whether the other party is real or fake?" Han Li frowned and asked in a low voice.

"There are some problems, but there is indeed no illusion or blinding trick on her face." Tian Feidan said calmly, and suddenly he turned to look at Ancestor Linghu.

"Uncle Master, did Old Demon Yunlu intervene?"

"The reason why he didn't take action is that the skill this woman practiced should be one of the top magic skills of the Hehuan Sect, Thousand Illusion Techniques!"

"Thousand Illusion Techniques? It is indeed an illusion!"

"It's not an illusion, this face is real. There is a secret technique in Qianhuanjue called Thousand Faces. This woman influenced Lu Yuan through various unusual behaviors at the beginning. She created a kind of Misunderstandings reveal the people you care about most in your heart.”

"The pink mist was mixed with this woman's spiritual consciousness. After Lu Yuan absorbed it, he easily detected the appearance of the woman named Feng Wu. Then he used a thousand faces to successfully disguise himself and confuse his opponent! "Ancestor Linghu explained.

"Wouldn't it be hard to see through this?" Tian Fei's face became solemn.

"It is indeed very difficult. The requirements for practicing Qianhuan Jue are very demanding. Only those with extremely powerful Yuan Shen can do it. Only in this way can we easily detect the opponent's heart. The suppression of Yuan Shen, coupled with the cultivation of this woman in the later stage of foundation building, Come out, below the pill formation level, I’m afraid no one can defeat you!”

"It seems that the ancient demon is not only interested in you, but also wants to kidnap the two Tianlinggens of Huang Maple Valley in one fell swoop!" Ancestor Linghu stared at the old demon Yunlu opposite him, with a hint of anger gradually appearing on his face.

Yunlu noticed the glare from Ancestor Linghu, sneered, and stood up, ready to stop Ancestor Linghu from interfering at any time.

"Lu Yuan has practiced the Dayan Jue, and his soul is already comparable to the late stage of Foundation Establishment. He may not always be trapped in it." Tian Fei still had some illusions.

"There is no hope." Ancestor Linghu looked at the two people who had come together in the field, shook his head and sighed.

"I still find it hard to believe, this is just like a dream." Lu Yuan murmured as he looked at Mo Fengwu who was close to Chi Chi.

"Can I touch your face?"

"Idiot, you are still so suspicious." Mo Fengwu smiled shyly, the red clouds extended from his face to his neck, he took Lu Yuan's hand and put it on his face.

"Thank you for letting me feel this face again. It's really a pain for you." Lu Yuan closed his eyes and felt the tenderness and delicacy in his palm, intoxicated.

"Have you touched me enough? Don't you even dare to look at me?" Mo Fengwu asked softly, her eyes becoming alluring.

"Not yet." Lu Yuan opened his eyes and looked at Mo Fengwu. There was a gurgling sound in the throat and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The hand also slipped from Mo Fengwu's face and touched Mo Fengwu's pink neck.

"Stretching your hands in public!"

"This kind of good thing can be done by me!" someone in the audience exclaimed.

"It's over!" Han Li looked at Lu Yuan with a silly smile on his face and completely lost hope in his heart.

"Look at the good disciple you taught!" Ancestor Linghu also had a dull face and scolded Tian Fei.

Lu Yuan ignored everyone's disdainful looks and was still immersed in his own world.

"Put away the magic weapon and come back to Huanzong with me. From now on, we will stay together and fly together." Mo Fengwu's voice had a magical power, and Lu Yuan, who was seduced, actually recalled the golden blade in his hand.

"That's right, no one can separate us again in the future."

"Stay together and fly together, never to be separated again..." Lu Yuan kept repeating.

Seeing how well-behaved Lu Yuan was, Mo Fengwu showed a hint of pride in his eyes, and couldn't help but look back at Old Demon Yunlu behind him.

"Let's go." Mo Fengwu said and was about to take Qian Luyuan's hand.

But at this moment, Lu Yuan's voice suddenly changed and he sneered.

"We stay together and fly together, never to be separated again? You deserve it too!"

After saying this, the big hand caressing Mo Fengwu's neck suddenly tightened and pinched her Adam's apple.

"I forgot to tell you that my current spirit is stronger than that of the late-stage foundation-building monks, so I noticed something was wrong with you from the beginning. The reason why I pretended to be confused by you was just to touch Feng Wu's face again. " Lu Yuan said coldly.

"Lu Yuan, what are you talking about? Can't you hear my voice?"

"Bitch! I don't allow you to use Feng Wu's voice!" Kacha made a crisp sound, and Lu Yuan directly crushed the woman's Adam's apple.

The woman's face immediately twisted in pain, and because Lu Yuan was clamping her throat, she could no longer say anything and could only keep making "ho ho" sounds.

"I don't allow you to use Feng Wu's face!" Lu Yuan held a golden blade and scratched the woman's face like crazy.

"Ah!" The woman roared in pain, her hands flashed with pink light, she slapped Lu Yuan and pushed Lu Yuan out.

But in just a moment, the flesh and blood mold had been scratched on its surface, and even the white cheek bones were exposed in some places. The tip of the nose was cut off by Lu Yuan Qigen, leaving only two black and bloody holes.

"As expected of the Old Eviscerate Demon, using this method on a woman is more uncomfortable than killing her." This sudden change made the monks watching the battle on both sides gasp.

"But he has such strength in the middle stage of foundation building. Once he enters the later stage, who among the foundation building can compete with him! With a little training, he will definitely become a powerful force in Yellow Maple Valley in the future!" Ancestor Linghu looked at Lu Yuan, Eyes shining.

"Uncle Master, please don't be distracted. The ancient demon has turned into a donkey face now. Be careful of his mischief!" Tian Fei reminded.

Yunlu's eyebrows were filled with frost. It was difficult for him to accept that the situation that was originally a sure win had such a change.

How is it possible, with the Thousand Illusion Arts used in the later stage of foundation building, no one can wake up under the pill formation!

"I'm going to crush you to ashes!" All the features on the woman's face were destroyed by Lu Yuan, and she opened her bloody mouth and roared like a wild beast. He slapped the storage bag with both hands, and several navy blue beads flew out. With a finger, the ball carried Li Xiao and flew towards Lu Yuan.

"Qingyang Fire Thunder condensed with Qingyang Demonic Fire!" Someone from the demonic side recognized the round bead and said in a voiceless voice.

"Qingyang Fire Thunder!" Lu Yuan did not dare to be careless when he heard the name. He closed his hands and sixteen golden blades turned into a sword and shield in front of him.

Boom boom boom, several Qingyang fire thunders bombarded the sword and shield one after another. Each bombardment caused the aura on the sword and shield to dim a lot.

Fortunately, after all the fire and thunder exploded, although the sword and shield were on the verge of collapse, they finally withstood the attack of Qingyang's fire and thunder.

But before Lu Yuan could be happy, the Qingyang Fire Thunder exploded, releasing a large area of ​​Qingyang Demonic Fire. Under the burning of Qingyang's demonic fire, the sword and shield could no longer bear it, and the sixteen golden blades that had lost their aura let out bursts of whine. Without waiting for Lu Yuan to make any move, he flew back into Lu Yuan's body on his own initiative.

Lu Yuan was shocked when he saw this, and quickly took out a Wind Control Talisman and slapped it on his body. He was several feet off the ground and fled backwards quickly.

But the Qingyang Demonic Fire, which had no resistance, was faster and pressed forward, swallowing Lu Yuan instantly.

"No! This Qingyang Demonic Fire is so powerful that it can burn even magic weapons. Brother Zhang, activate the formation quickly!" Han Li had seen the power of the Qingyang Demonic Fire when he was guarding the spiritual mine, and he immediately shouted.

"Gaga, don't worry. I won't let him die so quickly. This Qingyang Demonic Fire has been improved by me. It can burn not only the physical body, but also the spirit. Enjoy the pain of the demonic fire eating your heart!" The disfigured Demonic Dao The female cultivator roared with a broken gong.

"Five Elements Move! Get up!" Zhang Tie took out the formation plate and activated it. A five-pointed star formation in the open space below rolled up with spiritual light and shot towards the Qingyang Demonic Fire in the center of the battlefield.

But as soon as the spiritual light came into contact with the demonic fire, it was completely burned, making it impossible to enter.

"This demonic fire is so powerful that the spiritual power of the formation cannot enter!" Zhang Tie was desperate.

The monks from both sides who were still facing each other had different expressions when they saw Lu Yuan being swallowed up by the demonic fire. Naturally, the morale of the demonic side soared, while everyone in the seven-sect coalition shook their heads and sighed. Even Ancestor Linghu had a trace of regret on his face.

After fighting against the devil for so long, the terror of the Qingyang Demonic Fire has already frightened the monks of the seven sects. If it is an ordinary monk, even a master in the foundation building stage, if it comes in contact with it, it will instantly turn into ashes. What's more, if you are trapped in such a large group, there is no chance of survival.

However, Lu Yuan is different!

Just before the demonic fire surged up, a piece of one-piece golden armor immediately appeared around him, protecting his whole body. This was understood from Zhang Tie's Jin Yuanjia magical power.

And after the golden armor emerged, the spiritual power all over the body poured out from the body at five or six times the normal speed, supporting the golden armor from collapsing due to the burning of the demonic fire.

At this moment, he looked at the demonic fire around him and frowned slightly. Although his life was temporarily saved. But sooner or later, his spiritual power will be exhausted by the demonic fire, and then refined into ashes.

After a little evaluation of the mana in his body, Lu Yuan couldn't help but sigh. If he continued like this, he wouldn't be able to last more than half a quarter of an hour.

Unless he could get a supplement of mana, Lu Yuan suddenly felt an extremely weird feeling.

Now it seems that he is at a disadvantage. But in fact, there is nothing to fear. No matter how terrifying the Qingyang Demonic Fire is, it is still fire!

Thinking of this, a sneer flashed across Lu Yuan's face, and then he sat down cross-legged, with his palms facing the sky.

Then the bursting demonic fire suddenly became silent, and only the pile of green and black flames several feet high burned silently.

When everyone from the seven sects saw this scene, there was a moment of deathly silence.

Lu Yuan is finished, everyone thought so.

"How could you die so quickly!" Seeing this, the witch roared like crazy again.

"Your grandpa is still alive and well, there is no need for you to cry and mourn in a hurry!" Lu Yuan's voice came out from the demonic fire, which once again cheered up the sluggish morale of the seven factions of the coalition forces.

"You are so stubborn!" The witch screamed angrily and released the three-legged cauldron again, which instantly grew to several feet in size.

"Remnant treasure!" Tian Fei narrowed his eyes and said gloomily.

"It is indeed an incomplete magic weapon. I didn't expect the other party to have such a thing. Brother Tian, ​​didn't you prepare some powerful means for Lu Yuan?" Li Huayuan asked.

"I gave him a few treasures for escaping, but now that he is surrounded by Qingyang Demonic Fire, my treasures have no use at all."

"As long as senior brother opens a passage, I can move him out!" Zhang Tie clenched his fist tightly.

Suddenly, the Qingyang Demonic Fire in mid-air began to rotate. Every time it rotated, the speed increased by one minute. In a few breaths, a vortex appeared in the Demonic Fire.

With the emergence of the vortex, the several-foot-high Qingyang Demonic Fire shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hahahaha!" An extremely arrogant laugh came from the vortex, and he stretched out his hand to absorb all the demonic fire around him, revealing a figure with a faint black energy all over his body.

Lu Yuan's red eyes were open, his face was full of madness, and his tongue kept sticking out, licking his chapped lips.

"He actually refined the magic fire!" The whole place burst into an uproar.

"Brother Zhang, please don't move yet. Junior Brother is possessed by a demon again!" Han Li suddenly became very unnatural. Normally, when Lu Yuan was possessed by a demon, he would be used to perform surgery on him most of the time.

"After he built the foundation a few years ago, he took out the fire of the earth and lungs in the valley to practice, and the fire poison attacked his heart. If he is not careful, he will become a demon. This is why I brought him to the battlefield." Tian Fei followed Ancestor Linghu explained.

The latter just nodded slightly and suddenly asked with profound meaning: "He has a golden spiritual root. How did he refine the fire attribute spiritual power?"

"Geniuses usually have their own adventures. If my uncle wants to forcefully explore, I'm afraid it will destroy him." Tian Fei reminded.

"That's true." Ancestor Linghu stopped being entangled and continued to observe the battle on the battlefield.

Even after escaping from the Qingyang Demonic Fire, the opponent still had an incomplete magic weapon, and the situation was still very unfavorable to Lu Yuan.