The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

"looks good?"

"nice."

The evil god was immersed in the fantasy of quickly recovering his cultivation. When he heard someone asking him a question, he answered almost subconsciously. How could it not be nice to see these so-called righteous monks who seemed so righteous and righteous killing each other just for a word from him?

Just as the word "good-looking" came out of his mouth, the evil god shuddered. He turned his head almost subconsciously and met a pair of peach blossom eyes with cold murderous intent.

"Just now...it was you who was...talking to me."

Because of fear, the evil god's voice became a little sharp, and his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost. No, even a ghost would not make him look like this.

At this moment, the evil god felt his hair stand on end. To be able to become the evil god, he had no idea how many times he had escaped death. He was very familiar with the feeling of being on the verge of death, but after experiencing so many years, he was almost forgetting this feeling. If his godhood was still there, he knew he would not die, and perhaps he could handle it calmly, but now he felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing.

"What do you think?"

Seeing that fear finally appeared in the evil god's eyes, Yongye felt relieved and replied him with three words in a good mood.

It was these three words that made the evil god's heart sink to the bottom. He had been with this evil man in the abyss for a thousand years and knew how terrible he was. At this moment, what the evil god regretted most was using the mind-controlling technique on this man. How could he be so stupid as to think that with his current weak cultivation, he could control the person in front of him? He should have taken advantage of his weakness and turned him into his own nourishment.

It’s a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world. If there is an evil god, I must buy a few pills.

But when the evil god just escaped, there was still some residual divine power in his soul. In his heart, he regarded the creatures in this world as ants, and Yongye was the only person he cared about. So when he saw Yongye was seriously injured and unconscious by the backlash of the formation, he thought of using the soul-controlling technique on Yongye. After all, the evil god knew very well in his heart that he had lost his divinity, and the remaining weak divine power would be exhausted sooner or later. If he could not recover to the peak of this world by then, with the controlled Yongye, he could at least guarantee his own safety. However, he did not expect that Yongye would break free from the restraints and wake up so quickly, and the life-saving talisman instantly became a death-taking knife.

With his current cultivation level only at the fusion stage, killing him would be as easy as crushing an ant for Yongye.

Meeting Yongye's dark eyes, the Evil God didn't care about anything else and stood up to flee. However, just as he raised his foot, he felt a pain in his chest. The moment his body stopped, his sea of ​​consciousness and dantian shattered instantly. The Evil God made a shocked expression while facing Mo Xi's face. The next moment, pitch-black flames burst out of his body. The Evil God's soul didn't have time to escape before being swallowed up by the flames.

"Ah! Yongye! You can't kill me!"

The evil god cried out in pain as his soul was burned by the Nine Nether Devil Flames. Compared to the torture he was suffering at this moment, the evil god was more afraid of death, so he screamed in pain, not hoping that Yongye would stop, but calling for help.

As expected, as soon as his voice came out, the Daozu realm cultivators who were fighting stopped their actions at the same time, and then they saw that the person who was just sitting cross-legged in the void was now only a remnant soul, wrapped in a ball of black flames. Not far from the flames, stood the enchanting Demon Lord Yongye in red clothes.

"What's going on? What did you do, Demon Lord?"

A Taoist monk in the Dao Ancestor Realm cried out in shock and anger.

But when he met Yongye's murderous gaze, he was startled and immediately became much more sober.

"Demon Lord, you are the Demon Lord!"

This incoherent sentence caused the whole place to fall silent.

"Aye!"

Bai Qinghua saw that Yongye's eyes were clear and no longer as lifeless as before. She was delighted and moved towards Yongye.

"Wait……"

Nangong Chen, who was not far from her, wanted to grab Bai Qinghua, but only grabbed a ball of air.

"Maybe there's a trick."

He murmured what he was thinking, but he also found it a little ridiculous.

Because Bai Qinghua was already standing in front of Yongye at this time, he saw her touch the man's face with surprise, and the man who was full of murderous intent just now instantly restrained his murderous aura and showed a bright smile to the woman. That smile was very dazzling in Nangong Chen's eyes at this time.

He heard him say to her, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Just a few words, but Nangong Chen was so jealous that he wanted to go crazy. He even wondered obsessively why he was not the one controlled by the evil god. He wanted to know if he was the one controlled by the evil god, would she be as anxious as she was just now? Would she be as happy as she was now after he woke up?

"Are you sad, kid? Are you unwilling to give up? Come and help me. As long as you take me away from here, I will teach you the god-level skills from the outside world and help you break free from the cage and leave here. When you become an emperor, everything you want will belong to you, including this woman who has no eyes for you."

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded in Nangong Chen's ears. This sudden voice brought back some of his consciousness. Nangong Chen struggled to shift his gaze away from the two people, with a hint of sneer in his eyes.

"How dare you seduce me?"

Nangong Chen opened his thin lips and uttered these words. He then lightly turned the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and the sword light went straight towards the residual soul in the devil fire.

"madman……"

The evil god who was struggling painfully in the devil's fire shuddered and couldn't help cursing. The dazzling sword light was getting bigger and bigger in front of his eyes like a meteor. The evil god felt that he was going to be finished this time.

As the evil god's eyes became increasingly terrified, another ray of sword light broke through the air and collided with the Xuan-Yuan Sword in mid-air. With a crisp sound, the Sword Sect's Dao Ancestor who was standing in the void spurted out a mouthful of blood. His entire aura instantly weakened, and his realm, which was originally in the middle stage of the Dao Ancestor Realm, actually dropped directly to the early stage of the Dao Ancestor Realm.

"Sword! My ancestor's sword!"

"How dare you, little boy, break my ancestor's life magic weapon!"

Juechen Sword Master never expected that the magic weapon he had spent his entire life to create and nurture would be smashed to pieces by the Xuanyuan Sword in a single encounter. Even the spirit of the weapon that he had nurtured with great difficulty was instantly annihilated. The sword cultivator who lost his magic weapon was like losing half his life, so he didn't even care about his fallen realm at this moment. He glared at Nangong Chen with red eyes, murderous intent revealed in his eyes.

"Didn't you bump into me on your own initiative? The Xuanyuan Sword wasn't going to kill you."

The previous attack destroyed the Taoist Juechen's natal magic weapon, but it also blocked the attack. At this time, the Xuanyuan Sword had returned to Nangong Chen's hands.

"If you didn't want to kill that remnant soul, why would I stop you?"

"You knew that he was related to the Emperor's Path, yet you wanted to kill him. You are trying to cut off our future!"

The eyes of Daozu Jueshen were sinister, and his words caused all the Daozu cultivators present, especially those who had just believed what the evil god said, to change their expressions.