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Nan Zhu's charming eyes swept over her in surprise, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, "Wei Wuyou, you have changed",

"You said, it started with killing, why did it end?" Wei Wuyou asked slowly, Nan Zhu was stunned,

Wei Wuyou smiled sadly and said, "There is a beginning, but there may not be an end."

Nan Zhu stared blankly at the back of her leaving, a gleam of purple awn in her hair came into her eyes, she pursed her lips, and followed her up.

At some point, Wei Wuyou became so powerful.

Looking at the tombs in Bianyue Mountain, Nan Jiyun cried and fell into Fat Bear's arms, sobbing endlessly,

Nan Zhu stepped forward, pulled her back into his arms, and patted her on the back, "Auntie, why don't they let the Yaozu go?",

Nan Zhu looked at the crowd of monsters, and sighed in a low voice, "The monster clan has fallen and been bullied, but there is no place for them under the whole world",

"That's why you cover up your demonic aura and enter the Demon Gathering Sect. You are really courageous." Wei Wuyou's voice sounded behind her. She stood with her hands behind her back, watching the monster team slowly entering Bianyue Mountain.

Nan Zhu was silent for a moment, Fang said, "My family has been destroyed, I can't just sit back and ignore it",

"Monsters also have feelings, which are better than these pious, self-proclaimed upright monks." Wei Wuyou suddenly remembered Xuanji's words, pursed his lips slightly, and turned away.

After Nanzhu settled down, after Jiyun, he saw Wei Wuyou standing alone on the edge of the cliff, dressed in black, his back was bleak and lonely, and the strong wind was blowing around his clothes,

"When did you advance to the Nascent Soul stage?" Nan Zhu walked to her side and saw a purple glow flashing in her quickly clenched palm, his eyes dimmed.

"I want to become strong", Wei Wuyou said slowly, "She said that my life is hers, no one can take it away",

Nan Zhu pursed his lips, "Then why do you have such a powerful evil spirit?".

Wei Wuyou remained silent, overlooking the mountains with a solemn expression.

The dragon pearl contains the cultivation base of the ink dragon in the transformation stage, and possesses extremely domineering demon energy. If you are not careful in refining the demon pill, you will be backlashed by the demon energy and become a half-human, half-demon monster. It cannot be restored to its original appearance.

Wei Wuyou used to have worries, but now Wei Wuyou doesn't care, as long as she becomes strong, she doesn't care what she becomes.

It's just that she didn't expect that when the demonic energy came back to her, the demonic energy of the Wuji Sword would explode, confronting the demonic energy, and she would become what she is now, a combination of immortals, monsters and demons.

Since ancient times, Haoran's righteous energy and devil's energy cannot coexist. She can feel the devil's energy of the Wuji Sword, as if it is being suppressed by something, or the sword spirit living in the Wuji Sword.

"My lord, he said he wanted to say a few words to you." Fat Xiong interrupted Wei Wuyou's thoughts. Beside him stood a small monster that looked like a sheep but not a sheep, and a pig that was not a pig. It knelt down on the ground, "Meet the king, the little one is called you",

Wei Wuyou frowned, waved his hands and said, "Your Majesty, you don't have to do these things",

The woman was trembling with fright, and the fat bear patted on the side, and said softly, "It's okay, the king is very good to us",

She raised her eyes timidly, "My lord, you like to eat underground human brains, so you are quite sensitive to ghosts",

It flinched and glanced at Wei Wuyou, "When I passed by the king that day, I sensed the aura of a wandering soul on the king's body."

"What?!", Wei Wuyou's silent and indifferent expression finally showed a trace of emotion, her lips were slightly pursed, and she pondered for a moment before saying, "If you talk nonsense, I will kill you!",

The woman shuddered in fright, sniffed her nose vigorously, shook her head and said, "No, it's not wrong",

It stretched out its claws hesitantly, pointing at Wei Wuyou's hand, as if that wandering soul lived there!

Wei Wuyou's figure swayed slightly, and he tightly held the purple moon sickle in his hand, with an excited and joyful expression, "It's her, it's her!".

"If the saint really has a remnant soul, there may be a solution in the Valley of Thousand Ghosts!" Nan Zhu said, "That old monster, Nightmare Soul, is said to be able to draw the body with the soul",

"Seriously!" Wei Wuyou suddenly thought that Yi Ya wanted to take the soul of his dearest relatives into Ji Liu's body.

If this method is really feasible, Xuanji may have the hope of being reborn.

She held the purple moon sickle tightly, and the purple moon sickle made a humming sound that seemed to be joyful,

Wei Wuyou looked down at each other and said with a light smile, "She's coming back."

"Great King", the woman paused, swallowing her saliva nervously and timidly, "It's just that this wandering spirit is extremely weak, I'm afraid it will dissipate in a few days."

Suddenly, a terrifying and powerful aura poured down, and the entire group of monsters in Bianyue Mountain lay down on the ground, restless.

"Is there any way?" Wei Wuyou said in a deep voice,

She shook her head to show she didn't know,

Nan Zhu said slowly, "There is a piece of soul-nourishing wood in Shangqingmen, which can nourish the soul. I'm afraid it's impossible to let the old man Yuzhi sell it."

Wei Wuyou held the Ziyue sickle tightly, with little purple awns oozing out from between her fingers. She looked down, with tenderness in her eyes, and said softly,

"Even if there is only a trace of soul left, I will keep you."

She raised her head slowly, her eyes were cold and silent, she looked directly at Nan Zhu, and said sonorously, "If you lie to me, I will kill you!",

A trace of loneliness appeared on Nan Zhu's charming and weak face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, "If you don't believe me, I will go with you to Shangqingmen, and if there is a mistake, you will kill me."

"Shangqing Sect is a sect of immortal cultivators, with your identity and cultivation level as a demon cultivator, you will be sent to death." Wei Wuyou spoke slowly, "Take care of Jiyun",

After all, it was like a stream of light swept towards the sky.

"Clearly want me to stay and take care of these little monsters in Bianyue Mountain", Nan Zhu snorted softly, but looked at her leaving back without blinking,

Even if you are a Nascent Soul cultivator, if you go alone this time, you will still die.

Wei Wuyou silently followed the disciples of the Shangqing Sect, and came to the sky above a green mountain range, and saw the disciple take out a token, and the light glowed, rushing towards the mountain range,

A moment later, there was a burst of ripples in the void, and an arc-shaped pale golden light curtain that seemed to exist appeared.

Looking up, you can see the Shangqing Mountains stretching for hundreds of miles, with palaces and buildings hidden by the lush forests, some hanging alone on the cliffs of the high mountains, some standing on the top of the towering mountains, and some built in the valleys and ravines.

In the middle of the entire mountain range, there are more than ten peaks that are much higher than the surrounding mountains. White mist surrounds and purple air rises above them, and there are rainbow lights jumping between the peaks.

This is the Shangqing Gate with hundreds of years of foundation!

After Wei Wuyou quietly sneaked into the formation of the Shangqing Sect's guardian sect, he appeared behind the disciple and said slowly, "Wei Wuyou, please see the head of the Shangqing Sect, please inform me!".

Hearing the sound, the disciple turned around in shock, and angrily said, "Who is the person who dares to break into the Shangqing Gate!",

"Wei Wuyou, please meet the head of the Shangqing Sect!" Wei Wuyou's voice was like a roar of dragons and phoenixes, resounding through the sky above the Shangqing Sect. After a short while, he saw a few streaks of light rushing towards him, and he shot without saying a word , "Whoever trespasses on the Shangqing Gate will be shot to death!".

"Doing it without asking indiscriminately, is this a decent school?" Wei Wuyou's face darkened, and the pressure of the Nascent Soul cultivator poured out, and the caller was slightly stagnant, hesitating for a moment, and said cautiously, "I don't know what the old man said before. What is the purpose of coming?"

"Please come out and speak," Wei Wuyou didn't want to waste his time, and said,

"The head of the sect retreated and didn't see anyone, senior, please come back," the disciple of the Shangqing sect dared not easily offend the monk Yuanyingqi, and said kindly.

"I'm here this time, and I won't give up until I achieve my goal!" Wei Wuyou looked solemn, with a red light flickering on his forehead, "In order to avoid casualties, I'd better invite Master Yuzhi to come out!",

Seeing that the visitor was not kind, the disciples of the Shangqing Sect couldn't help but sternly said, "If you don't give in, you will be offended!",

After all, the seven people held long swords, lined up in formation, and uttered the Jue in their mouths, and saw a large piece of colorful rays of light emerge from the void, condensing into a colorful bird the size of a small mountain behind them, with eyes like torches, and as soon as it formed, the bird's beak It opened suddenly, and sprayed viciously at Wei Wuyou.

Countless ripples of the glow emerged and surged, and a powerful spiritual power emanated from the glow,

The seven people stretched out their hands to grab it, and suddenly a large cloud of colorful clouds turned into a sharp sword light, and flew out of their hands, and turned into countless colorful birds on the way, one after another, they went towards Wei Wuyou.

Wei Wuyou calmly raised one hand, the palm protruded from the cuff, and fluttered towards the flock of birds, there was a loud bang, and the terrifying invisible pressure turned into bursts of air and collided with colorful rays of light.

Hearing the crisp crackling sound, the flock of colorful birds disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The complexions of the seven people changed slightly, "Set up the formation!", changing formations in the void, white light flashed all over the seven people, and each of them shot out a ray of light between their sword fingers, and a cloud of seven-color mist emerged out of thin air, surging, intertwined and entwined.

With an ear-piercing sound of piercing the air, a seven-color ice cone several feet long solidified and appeared, and then turned into two, two into four, four into eight,

In a blink of an eye, countless ice cones emerged densely, almost covering half of the sky, and they rushed straight towards Wei Wuyou overwhelmingly.

Unexpectedly, the sword formation formed by several alchemy stage and foundation establishment stage monks has the power to approach the Nascent Soul stage. No wonder these seven people are the door guard disciples of the Shangqing Sect.

With the sword on his back, Wei Wuyou didn't come forward, leaped into the void, his eyes flashed, his bones creaked, he suddenly turned into a demon, his body swelled, he was covered in red scales, his eyes were red, and he punched the void.

Terrifying force rushed out, and the entire void seemed to be shaken violently, and then burst open suddenly.

Numerous void ripples visible to the naked eye, with the fist as the center, rippled away layer by layer, collided with the ice cones all over the sky, all of them burst from the shock, turned into countless shattered ice crystals, and scattered down one after another.

The author has something to say: When I updated the article today, I found that the manuscripts I kept in the two places were different, which was embarrassing, because I was revising from time to time. There is that one point question, it starts with killing, why does it end...

There are always excellent people among you, who can guess the thinking of my writing...huh

Bai Yueguang is always difficult to write, looking up from above, all the emotions and desires are suppressed without leakage, neither happy nor sad, so, it is not as good as the most affectionate and sexual, which is not flattering, but when the fairy falls down, there is a special feeling What a cool feeling.

Thanks for the mines, everyone.