Forced Vest [Rebirth]

"This little bug's words are really ridiculous. I am very strong? Hahahahaha, I, Feng Qinghuan, are only one step away, one step away! I can become a middle-stage Golden Immortal! As long as Tiandao doesn't suppress me, I can directly break through, Tell me, am I strong enough?"

Feng Qinghuan had a smile on her face, her eyes were ferocious and fierce, with hatred for the way of heaven: "Are you asking me if I am strong? Of course I am strong. In the entire Twelve Immortal Continent, all the true immortals you reverence can attack, and this deity can do it!" Defeat them easily, tear out their souls and eat them. It's a pity that the souls of real immortals are delicious, but I can't do it because of the restriction of the dog. "

Feng Qinghuan's eyes fell on Feng Xuzhi and Qu Yunzhen.

Behind the two, Feng Zhiyuan lowered his head and stopped talking.

Feng Qinghuan said with resentment: "But it doesn't matter, I just eat a little snack now, and then devour your souls that are not your origin, but the merits of the heavenly dao that I have acquired, presumably, I can hide it from the heavenly dao for a while, and then find way of liberation."

"For example, soul jade."

Feng Qinghuan's smile widened, and at the same time, the complicated belt around her waist was blown away by the wind, revealing an accessory lined with eight jade buttons.

Feng Xuzhi's eyes fell on the jade ornament on Feng Qinghuan's waist, and his eyes were fixed.

Those were the other eight soul jades he was going to collect, and they were all in Feng Qinghuan's hands by now.

Feng Qinghuan noticed Feng Xuzhi's eyes, raised her hand to remove the jade ornaments around her waist, raised her fingers to caress the eight soul jades, and said with a smile: "Look, how beautiful the soul jade formed by the soul of the ancient beast that fights against the heavens is. Heavenly Dao used the creation jade plate to seal the souls of the ancient beasts, and today’s Heavenly Dao, huh, is still incomplete. In the final analysis, the ancient gods and the Heavenly Dao will lose in the battle.”

As Feng Qinghuan spoke, she suddenly became unhappy again. She clutched the soul jade with her fingers, her knuckles turned blue, and said sinisterly: "I have spent a lot of energy collecting soul jades and hiding them everywhere. But it was still snatched up by someone... Of the ten soul jades I hid, two of them were snatched away by these rogue monks as soon as I woke up, it's really annoying!"

Feng Xuzhi can think of borrowing the power of soul jade, and others will naturally think that Feng Qinghuan in front of him is someone who has been prepared for a long time.

However, in the previous life, Feng Qinghuan was killed by Jielei, and the soul jade became an ownerless thing. Without Feng Qinghuan's existence, Feng Xuzhi replaced Feng Qinghuan and became the co-lord of the Eight Desolation. After that, it took 2000 years to bring the Feng Qinghuan found out all the soul jades that Feng Qinghuan had hidden.

Now, things have changed, Feng Qinghuan is still the Lord of the Eight Desolations, and the Soul Jade is naturally still her property—it can be said that because of Feng Qinghuan's appearance, Feng Xuzhi's advantage after rebirth was instantly wiped out. subversion.

Feng Qinghuan looked over with a hostile face, and suddenly smiled: "Of course I will find the two soul jades I lost, but now the candle lighting soul jade you found after opening the fire prison is mine, hand it over." !"

She didn't want to damage the bodies of the two people in front of her, so she was patient and moved with emotion and reason. Normally, Feng Qinghuan would be able to devour people's souls, and then dig out the needed items from his storage ring .

There are three soul jades on Feng Xuzhi's body, plus the fused one on Feng Zhiyuan's body, twelve soul jades are all in place.

However, the soul jade must not fall into the hands of Feng Qinghuan, an evil cultivator who wants to subvert the way of heaven.

Feng Xuzhi's eyes were fixed, and he took the lead.

Feng Qinghuan has a secretive personality and is moody. He wants to take away the soul jade, but also wants to devour Feng Xuzhi's soul. Feng Xuzhi will not be captured without a fight. Even if he exposes himself on the spot, he will protect Feng Zhiyuan and send him out of the Demon Realm.

At that time, if he is lucky enough to have a trace of immortality, he can even be reborn in the body.

After making a plan, Feng Xuzhi merged with Qu Yunzhen, one played the piano, and the other urged Fen Tian to attack Feng Qinghuan together.

Feng Qinghuan paused holding the hand of the butterfly pipe, and a crowd of puppets in black robes swarmed behind her, blocking her.

Feng Qinghuan took a puff of cigarette, and said quietly: "I didn't want to damage your beautiful skins, but you two are really disobedient, so I don't have to feel sorry for you."

The corners of her mouth curled up, her pure black eyes slightly curved, and she smiled.

Immediately, Feng Qinghuan raised her hand and grabbed Feng Xuzhi and Qu Yunzhen directly.

A suction surged from Feng Qinghuan's palm, Feng Xuzhi and Qu Yunzhen's movements froze, their consciousness trembled, and their souls were about to be pulled out of their bodies.

However, Qu Yunzhen and Feng Xuzhi are different from ordinary people. Their spirits are more powerful than normal monks, and they have one soul and two bodies. Rushing towards Feng Qinghuan.

"Ok?"

Feng Qinghuan didn't snatch out the soul she wanted, and her arms were numb from the aura. She noticed that the two people's souls were different, and she couldn't help being stunned.

At the moment Feng Qinghuan was in a daze, Feng Xuzhi swung Fen Tian, ​​and flames gushed out from the blade, dyeing half of the sky red, and the billowing flames rushed towards the puppets in black robes who attacked, and scattered most of the puppets.

The puppet art practiced by Feng Qinghuan is a sorcerer's art, and the flames that Fen Tian carries are the Nirvana-repelling evil fire, which is naturally restrained from sorcery. In addition, these puppets are dead things, and the flames condensed by Fen Tian's sword qi will do more damage to them. Qiang, with just one sword strike, Feng Xuzhi turned all the black-robed puppets rushing towards him into fly ash.

Seeing this, Feng Qinghuan narrowed her eyes.

"I didn't expect that mere earth immortals are so strong, much stronger than those half-baked real immortals who have been carefully cultivated and have not experienced wind and frost. I really underestimated you."

Feng Qinghuan put away her contempt, and looked Feng Xuzhi up and down.

"Although you are a demon cultivator, your Dao heart is solid and your soul is tyrannical. From this point of view, if you are left alone for a while, the eight wildernesses may change hands."

Feng Qinghuan added the last sentence with a half-smile.

Her strength is indeed tyrannical, this is not an exaggeration, but a fact.

If it weren't for the way of heaven to restrict her, she would have turned Twelve Immortal Continents upside down. However, she is an evil cultivator, and the power of the sun has hurt her too much. As her cultivation base increases, the power of the sun will burn more and more. Paining at her soul body, Feng Qinghuan could only hide in the corner of Taiyin Xianzhou, claiming to be the king in this desolate and desperate situation.

Even because of the natural restraint of the power of the sun on her, Feng Qinghuan couldn't take it out with her own hands even if she knew that there was a Candle Lighting Soul Jade hidden in the Fire Prison, and could only come out with a mantis catching cicadas and orioles behind her.

Feng Qinghuan took a closer look at Feng Xuzhi's eyes, and his expression became more and more cold: "You are a Demon Lord, and you are also the body of the most yang, heh, I am afraid that you were not supported by this dog, Tiandao, to restrain me."

Feng Qinghuan has been in a deep sleep for too long. If she hadn't been awakened, she would not have known that the Eight Desolation Sutra gave birth to such a powerful Demon Lord, who was only an ant in front of her, but could kill her The puppet is easily killed.

With such a talent, I'm afraid he can really catch up and become her nemesis.

Feng Xuzhi attracted most of Feng Qinghuan's attention, probably because of the three people present, he was not bad at all.Only Qu Yunzhen and Feng Zhiyuan in the mid-Yuanying period are no different from air in the eyes of strong people like Feng Qinghuan. She can kill nearly a thousand with a single slap. Therefore, Feng Qinghuan subconsciously slapped the two people ignore.

In this way, Qu Yunzhen and Feng Zhiyuan's movements were facilitated.

Qu Yunzhen and Feng Xuzhi are one, they can cooperate tacitly without any communication at all, and Qu Yunzhen and Feng Zhiyuan, master and apprentice, can understand what his master wants to do with just one look.

At this end, Feng Qinghuan suddenly became murderous towards Feng Xuzhi, and he didn't care about any skins and collections. When he waved his hand, a group of puppets rushed over again.

At the same time, Feng Qinghuan's red lips parted lightly, and a billow of human face smoke spewed out from between her lips, spreading in the air.

The smoke carried the sorrow and sorrow of the crushed soul, and wrapped around the three people present, crying loudly.

If it weren't for the three people present with a solid moral heart, I'm afraid they would be shaken by the howling ghosts and wolves right away.

Feng Xuzhi waved Fen Tian, ​​and the phantom of a phoenix appeared, scattering away batch after batch of puppets.

Feng Qinghuan squinted her eyes, looked at Feng Xuzhi, and spewed out another puff of smoke.

"So what if your Dao heart is stable? The human face smoke in my butterfly bong is the result of suffering in the world, love and hate parting, as long as you have a trace of humanity, this human face smoke can evoke the deepest love in your heart." A gloomy mood, until you go crazy, go crazy, and want to destroy this unfair way of heaven."

Feng Qinghuan said with a gloomy expression.

The way of heaven is inherently unfair, but she is a demon who struggled to survive from this unfair and dirty world. She once fell into a catastrophe because of a trace of friendship, and suffered inhuman suffering. What's the point of being an evil cultivator?Now that she can act recklessly, who can stop her?

Feng Qinghuan's heart could not be at peace for a moment, the wailing in the smoke of that person's face, could it not be her heart-piercing cry when she was played by fate?

The smoke from the human face wrapped around the body, and the three people present all changed.

Golden scales appeared on Qu Yunzhen's face, his eyes became colder and more evil, and a vague animal-shaped phantom entrenched beside Qu Yunzhen, blowing away the smoke from the face.

The demonic nature in Demon Venerable's body was completely aroused, his eyes turned blood-colored, demonic flames mixed with burning sky sword energy rolled and rose, and even the sound of air explosions around him could be heard.

The biggest change at this time was Feng Zhiyuan.

Qu Yunzhen and Feng Xuzhi have experienced ups and downs. It can be said that his character has been tempered.

Only Feng Zhiyuan was abandoned by his mother when he was young, and he didn't enjoy any family affection when he grew up. He was alienated, revered and rejected, and he stumbled into his teens.

Even though he met Qu Yunzhen later and was comforted a little, but now he saw Feng Qinghuan again, all the grief in Feng Zhiyuan's heart was aroused.

The face of the unpopular witch in front of him was exactly the same as when she was reincarnated. Feng Zhiyuan even remembered the warmth of being coaxed by her in his arms when he was young.

He thought that his mother was weak and innocent, kind and noble, even if she was a fairy, she was also a gentle fairy.

But the woman in front of her is the strongest in the entire cultivation world, an evil cultivator who intends to subvert the way of heaven.

The blood in his body was throbbing, and the traction from the blood reminded Feng Zhiyuan that this was his mother.

Feng Qinghuan is a half-step golden fairy. Of course she would not use her real body when she was reincarnated. She just took a drop of heart blood many years ago, at the beginning of her deep sleep, stripped off a trace of her soul, and attached it to the heart blood, so that Dripping Blood brought a trace of her soul into reincarnation and was reincarnated as a human.

This drop of blood has tasted all the sufferings in the world, and has solved one calamity after another, but in the end, when it was crossing the calamity of love, something happened.