In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

In the passage of Northern Yuanguang, Lu Yuan couldn't help but feel frightened when he heard the faint roar coming from the direction of the exit.

Not long ago, several people came to the passage. Ying Wuhui didn't say a word, and fired a Fa Jue. The puppet that frightened Lu Yuan and the others turned into a ray of silver light and headed straight into the Lingmiao Garden.

According to the situation, it should be easy for a puppet at the Void Refining level to face an ancient demon who only has the strength of the late God Transformation at most.

Just like when Fen Tian rushed into the passage for the first time, he was easily repelled by the puppet. But half an hour passed, and the puppet still failed to control Fen Tian, ​​which had to make people suspicious.

"Senior Ying, it's been so long. Could it be that your estimate was wrong?" Lu Yuan asked softly.

"That's a mistake. Although the puppet has a high level, there is no good way to deal with the ancient demon's soul. You can't destroy it with my body. Under constraints, it is normal to delay some time."

"Then if you cooperate with it, it should be okay."

“I’m going to seek death!

Fentian had a magic weapon in his hand, the 'Spirit-Destroying Cone', which was specially made to restrain the souls of monks in the spiritual world.

After being pinned to the Heavenly Spirit by it, I was also lucky enough to use a secret technique to replace it with the second Nascent Soul, and I was able to escape the main Nascent Soul into the 'Qingtian Order'. "When Ying Wuhui said this, a trace of luck appeared on his face.

"Spirit-killing Cone!" Lu Yuan and the others took a breath of cold air. Just hearing the name made people shudder.

Ying Wuhui nodded, and then told a few people that although this treasure has a single function. However, due to his extreme restraint against spiritual monks, he was listed on the Chaos Spirits List as soon as he was born. Even though he was ranked at the bottom, his reputation was really quite good.

Just as a few people were sighing, the roar outside the passage became louder and louder.

"The puppet has already attracted that guy Fentian, come with me!" Ying Wuhui reminded him with a look on his face. Then he led Lu Yuan and the other two people to gallop all the way to the exit of the passage.

I saw that the originally peaceful Lingmiao Garden was filled with violent winds. The spiritual power and demonic energy were mixed and intertwined, and the exit of the bombarded passage was shaking, which showed how fierce the battle here was.

Not long after, a huge silver light rushed over from the distance, and behind it, a figure covered in demonic aura followed.

"Ying, I knew it was you who was causing trouble. But no matter how powerful your puppet is, can you still kill me?"

From a distance, Ancient Demon Fentian saw a few people at the entrance of the passage and roared arrogantly.

"Let you be rampant for a while. Now that I have taken action, I am sure to destroy you!" Ying Wuhui counterattacked coldly.

"Hahaha, then quickly return to the physical body, I will wait for you to kill him!"

"You don't need to use this provoking method. Do you think I don't know your plan? As soon as I return to the physical body, I'm afraid you will use the 'Spirit-Destroying Cone' as soon as possible!"

"In the final analysis, I still don't dare, but I have barely controlled your physical body, and now you, this puppet, can't stop me!" Fentian screamed a few words, and suddenly rushed straight to the entrance of the passage.

But the next moment, silver light flashed and the puppet blocked Fentian.

Facing the puppet whose realm was obviously higher than his own, Fen Tian showed no intention of retreating and directly attacked.

There were a few bangs, and the puppet's body flashed with light. But the puppet only defends passively and does not dare to attack actively. If this continues, even if the realm is high, it will be a matter of time before Fentian is beaten to death.

"Do it!" Ying Wuhui suddenly shouted.

When Lu Yuan heard this, a gray light flew out of his hand and turned into a simple little tower.

Senior Brother Cheng and Brother Tiezi then surged out with spiritual energy, under the combined efforts of the three of them. The small tower turned around, and gray light suddenly flowed, and its size increased sharply. In an instant, it rose to a size of dozens of feet, and it continued to grow.

"Purgatory Tower!" Fentian glanced at him with narrowed eyes, but soon his face was full of sarcasm.

"With these three ants in the Nascent Soul stage, even if there is a Purgatory Tower, they can still contain me!"

At this time, the small tower had grown to several hundred feet in size in the gray light. A gray light flashed from the bottom of the tower, heading towards Burning Sky Cover.

"Haha! Uncle, I will just stand here and see what you can do to me!"

Facing the gray light coming from him, the demonic flames on Fentian's body burned all the gray light in the Purgatory Tower.

"I still underestimated him. It's a pity that I don't have a physical body and can't control the Purgatory Tower, otherwise I would make him so proud!" Ying Wuhui's face darkened.

Lu Yuan was a little dissatisfied, and pointed at Fentian. The Purgatory Tower made a "swish" sound, and the next moment it suddenly appeared on Fentian's head, and then smashed it down hard.

Fentian still refused to dodge and snorted coldly.

"I don't know whether to live or die, get out!"

With a wave of his hand, the entire purgatory tower hundreds of feet high was thrown away.

"Puff puff puff" sounded three times, and Lu Yuan and the other three were attacked, and blood spurted out from their mouths.

"Bring it to you!" Fentian screamed, and then the demonic energy all over his body surged into the sky, pressing towards the Purgatory Tower.

Almost instantly, the expressions of Lu Yuan and the three others changed at the same time. They felt that the mark of their souls left in the Purgatory Tower was getting weaker!

"If you want to seize the Purgatory Tower, it's a dream!" Ying Wuhui pointed towards the puppet.

Thousands of silver threads shot out from the puppet's body, resisting Fentian's demonic energy.

"Northern Yuan Guang!" Lu Yuan looked at the silver thread on the puppet and exclaimed.

"Don't be dazed!" Ying Wuhui shouted.

Lu Yuan reacted, quickly transformed into a splitting wind beast, and activated the Purgatory Tower with his cultivation at the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul.

Brother Tiezi and Senior Brother Cheng also took the risk, each spraying several mouthfuls of blood.

The Purgatory Tower grew bigger again, reaching a height of thousands of feet in an instant, like a huge mountain, pressing down on Fentian again.

At this time, no matter how bold and arrogant Fen Tian was, he had a look of solemnity on his face when he saw the majestic tower standing in front of him.

At this moment, the arctic light emitted by the puppet formed a huge net, trapping it within a radius of dozens of feet.

Anger flashed in Fentian's eyes, and a shadow with three heads and six arms flew up behind him. He raised his six arms and easily grabbed the falling tower. It can only rotate slowly in mid-air, but cannot fall down at all.

When Lu Yuan and others in the distance saw this scene, their expressions became extremely ugly.

The three people's full blows were blocked so easily. Once Fen Tian freed his hand, there would be no way for them to survive!

Lu Yuan thought of this in his heart, and suddenly a sharp whistle sounded in his mouth, and he flew hundreds of feet into the sky in an instant.

This wasn't the end yet. He flapped his wings continuously and flew straight into the sky. Only a vague black dot could be seen in his entire figure.

Soon, a dragon's roar echoed high in the sky.

As the white demonic wind filled the air, a gigantic giant turtle several thousand feet in size roared down and hit the Purgatory Tower heavily.

"Good boy!" A hint of surprise flashed in Ying Wuhui's eyes, and then he pointed at the puppet.

The puppet flicked its ten fingers continuously, and more than ten frightening beams of light hit the shadow behind Fen Tian. At the same time, the Northern Yuan Light emitted from his body began to shrink violently and wrapped around Fen Tian.

Fentian sensed something was wrong, so he prepared to cast another spell to destroy the Northern Yuanguang.

But during this delay, the puppet appeared in front of him strangely, stretched out his arms, and hugged him tightly!

Meanwhile, boom!

The giant turtle transformed by Lu Yuan arrived in an instant, and the weight of the thousand-foot body, coupled with the force caused by the rapid fall from a height of ten thousand feet, was suddenly exerted on the Purgatory Tower.

Even though the phantom behind Fen Tian had amazing powers, it dimmed a lot after being attacked by the puppet. Now it was impossible to bear it. When the loud noise came, the virtual shadow was shattered inch by inch under the huge earthquake.

The gray light at the bottom of the Purgatory Tower was so strong that it pressed down unceremoniously, instantly covering Fentian and the puppets.

It worked!

Everyone's faces were filled with joy, but Ying Wuhui still looked solemn.

"With your cultivation, you won't be able to trap him for long, we must fight quickly!"

......

In the Purgatory Tower, the sky-burning demonic power was raging, and even the gray mist was swept away without waiting for the monsters to take shape.

In a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the stone gate.

"It seems that they only sacrificed the first level. No wonder the Purgatory Tower is so weak!" Fen Tian whispered a few words and broke the stone door with one punch.

After rushing all the way, Fen Tian had reached the sixth floor.

Looking at the closed stone door, without any hesitation, he punched it into pieces again.

As soon as he entered the seventh floor, he saw a huge whirlpool waiting for a long time, and a large area of ​​five-color glow enveloped his whole body.

"Fantasy Heaven Realm!" Fentian exclaimed.

The next moment, a phantom was pulled out of his body.

There is a white horn several inches long on the ferocious head, and the face is covered with black and purple scales, but in the middle of the face are green-faced fangs. The pupils in the eyes are as narrow as slits, shining with a silvery white cold light, and there is no trace of emotion in the movement of the eyes. At first glance, they are definitely not human beings.

When Fentian saw his demon soul being pulled out, he immediately roared and was about to return to his physical body.

But before he could make a move, Ying Wuhui's soul had already arrived and knocked him away.

"Soul body versus soul body, can I kill you now!" Ying Wuhui sneered again and again, and kept slapping his hands out, beating Fentian to the point where he could only parry and was in a state of utter disarray.

"It's not certain who will destroy whom!" After most of the demon souls were extracted, Ying Wuhui still had a fragment of Fentian's soul left in his body.

He controlled Ying Wuhui's body, with demonic energy billowing from his fingertips, and a cone-shaped magic weapon about a foot long was sacrificed.

"Destroy Ling Zhui!" Ying Wuhui's expression changed.

At the same time, the three Lu Yuan people who were hiding in the dark were trembling in their souls due to the appearance of the treasure, and their backs were instantly soaked with cold sweat.

"go to hell!"

The Ling-Destroying Cone turned into a black light and pierced Ying Wuhui's soul body.

And Ying Wuhui's soul body seemed to be imprisoned as soon as Mie Ling Zhui appeared, motionless in place.

Just as he was about to be stabbed by the awl of destruction, suddenly a silver light flashed in front of Ying Wuhui, and a puppet appeared.

With a muffled sound, the awl of destruction penetrated into the puppet's body.

"How many times can this puppet block you?" Surprise flashed across Fen Tian's face, and then he said fiercely.

"With the strength of your split soul, if you use it this time, I'm afraid you won't be able to launch a second attack in a short time!" Ying Wuhui was calm and composed, not panicking at all.

"As long as I still occupy your body, recovery will be a matter of time!"

"Hahaha, do you think I will give you a chance?"

"What do you mean?" Fen Tian's eyebrows were filled with doubts.

At this moment, a golden light flashed dozens of feet away from Ying Wuhui's body, and Lu Yuan's Nascent Soul teleported and appeared, holding a golden long knife that was extremely inconsistent with his body.

"Young Nascent Soul junior, I just needed to take supplements, and you came to my door!" Ying Wuhui opened his mouth.

A long tongue with black, red and purple hair, covered with flesh thorns, spit out and pierced Lu Yuan's Nascent Soul.

Lu Yuan quickly made a seal with his small hands and disappeared instantly, avoiding the long tongue.

And the next moment, he appeared next to Ying Wuhui's body. The long knife swung hard and slashed towards Ying Wuhui's head.

Ying Wuhui, who was possessed by the Burning Heaven Demon Soul, showed a hint of sarcasm on his face. He let the long knife slash him, stretched out his hands, and grabbed Lu Yuan's Nascent Soul.

But the result was that the sharp blade passed through his neck easily. Ying Wuhui's head flew high, his face was full of disbelief, and his hands still maintained the posture of grabbing Lu Yuan.

"No!" Fentian's soul instantly jumped like thunder, and he clearly sensed that his own soul was killed instantly!

Lu Yuan succeeded with one blow and did not dare to stay for long. Yuanying quickly teleported away.

At the same time, two more escaping lights flashed by. One of Senior Brother Cheng and Brother Tie Zi held Ying Wuhui's headless body, while the other caught his head and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Ying, you are so cruel!" Fentian looked unwilling, and a look of despair began to appear on his face. In terms of soul alone, he had no chance of winning against Ying Wuhui in the late stage of Lianxu.

"Hmph, I will be even more cruel to you!" Ying Wuhui looked at Fentian like he was dead, his eyes filled with amusement.

......

From the thousand-foot-high Purgatory Tower, three streams of light flew out and went straight to the depths of Lingmiao Garden in a flash.

Lu Yuan and the others flew away with all their strength and arrived in front of the spiritual pond in a few breaths.

"I actually killed a big boss who was in the late stage of Void Refining!" Lu Yuan excitedly put down Ying Wuhui's body and began to fumble with his hands.

After a while, there were seven or eight more storage bags in my hand. When I peeked into them, my mouth was almost watering.

There are countless kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures inside. Even if Lu Yuan doesn't recognize what they are, he can judge from the terrifying spiritual power overflowing from them. Taking out any one of them can cause a bloody storm in the human world.

"Junior brother, don't be greedy, we can't touch this thing, hurry up and find that Heavenly Phoenix Spiritual Milk!" Senior Brother Cheng reminded.

"You know, can't I even look at it?" Lu Yuan searched for a while with an unhappy look on his face, and took out a jade bottle from a storage bag with a vivid phoenix mark on it.

After opening it, a stream of pure spiritual power rushed towards his face, and the mana in Lu Yuan's body immediately exploded.

If he could refine what was in the bottle, Lu Yuan would have the confidence to advance to the middle stage of Nascent Soul in one fell swoop.

However, this idea flashed through Lu Yuan's mind. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he really didn't dare.

According to Ying Wuhui's previous instructions, Lu Yuan shook the bottle and poured it for a long time before a drop slowly flowed out.

"That's all?" Lu Yuan was a little disappointed, and then asked the two senior brothers Cheng to put Ying Wuhui's head back on his body.

Put the drop of Tianfeng Spiritual Milk around the wound and apply it evenly in a circle.

Not long after, the flesh on Ying Wuhui's neck seemed to come alive and began to squirm rapidly. Just as the three of them lowered their eyelids, the wound cut by Lu Yuan healed in the blink of an eye.