Master, love me again!

Seeing the last ray of demon soul disappear, Du Heng heaved a sigh of relief, the fear that had been entangled in his heart for many years finally collapsed.

"Master Du?" Zhuo Junchen asked softly, as if he hadn't given up on trying to persuade him.

Du Heng raised his hand and knocked Zhuo Junchen on the head, as if he didn't pay much attention to the power of the demon king: "You don't need to ask any more, now that Si Yun is dead, and several Supreme Elders have fallen one after another. When the dragons have no leader, I will ask Uncle Fu Yong to come out of the mountain to preside over the overall situation. I just want to find a way to wash away the stigma on your master. You should take advantage of Mu Yun before they arrive, so let’s go first, so as not to splash dirty water on me body, that would be troublesome."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Zhuo Junchen released the restraint on him, turned and left without saying a word.Before leaving, he hesitated and left a sentence: "Uncle Fuyong, do you have any prejudice against the demons?"

Du Heng didn't know why, but he still said: "He, as long as he is born in human form, it doesn't make much difference to him..."

Zhuo Junchen nodded, but disappeared without any explanation.

Du Heng stood where he was, looking at the nearby Xingfeng from afar.Si Yun has been in seclusion recently, and Mu Yun, the only one in Qinghua Xianmen who can be regarded as a confidant, naturally cannot go down the mountain.But since he hasn't shown up for so long, it seems that it may not be because of his 12 loyalty to Si Yun.

After the spiritual energy flowed smoothly again from stagnation, Du Heng walked out of the Qinghua Pavilion slowly. Today's weather is fine, and it is a good time to reborn.

Zhuo Junchen's speed was extremely fast, but when he returned to the Demon Realm, it was already the end of the day.

Before he went to Qinghua Xianmen to find Si Yun, he had already transferred everyone to the Nether Palace. Yue Ying said that he needed to find a place with sufficient spiritual energy, because Shen Hanfeng had had sex with Zhuo Junchen before, so the devil A place with plenty of energy is also enough, and the spirit-gathering stone formation behind the Nether Palace is perfect.

The Nether Palace had already been cleaned once by Qu Lingsha, but everyone still did not dare to take it lightly, and everyone stayed at the edge of the spirit gathering stone formation very cautiously.

Mu Fengyan was the first to see Zhuo Junchen, who was meditating, stood up and asked in a low voice, "How is it?"

Zhuo Junchen nodded, then glanced at Shen Hanfeng who was lying on the black jade stone slab, turned his head and asked Yueying, "You said that as long as Si Yun is solved, there will be a way to save Master. Now Si Yun is dead. Death, even his consciousness has been completely wiped out by me, it's time."

Yue Ying nodded, and Huo Meier who was beside her also looked at him expectantly, obviously not aware of the method Yue Ying said.

Yueying said: "Those who were struck by the thunderbolt of the Mahayana period but did not survive should have dissipated together with their bodies. But although Shen Xianjun died, he was able to maintain his body as it is now. This is the spiritual energy in his body." Naturally dissipated after losing the control of the consciousness, the result of the ice attribute spiritual power spontaneously freezing the physical body. I checked after you left, and the remaining spiritual power in Shen Xianjun's physical body was frozen together with the spiritual power that escaped earlier, and this There is no trace of the spiritual consciousness that should be locked in the body."

Yueying has always been this unhurried look. Although Huo Meier understood what he meant, she didn't understand what his intention was when he said that, so she couldn't help urging: "So? How should brother Han Feng be treated?" Save it?"

Zhuo Junchen was a little more calm than her, and frowned, "Where did Master's spiritual consciousness go?" Since the physical body is still alive, it is impossible for the spiritual consciousness to disappear because of the thunderstorm.

Yueying said: "Luanfeng Yuhuang."

Zhuo Junchen was startled, since Luanfeng Yuhuang fell from Shen Hanfeng's body that day, he has been with him all the time.He took out the Luanfeng Yuhuang from his bosom, which was still half red and half white.He lightly stroked it with his fingers, and raised his eyes to look at Moon Shadow.

Yueying explained: "3000 years ago, the patriarch of the Frost Moon Fox Clan was exiled in the mortal world and was blessed by Shen Xianjun's mother's ancestors, so he presented this pair of jade huang as a thank you gift. This jade huang is originally a sacred object in the clan. In addition to verifying whether the two are connected with each other, it can also protect the lover. When Shen Xianjun was able to resist the first catastrophe with his seriously injured body, it was because he used the power of Yuhuang."

Zhuo Junchen frowned slightly: "This jade huang was originally blood-red, but now it looks like this. What's the reason?"

Yueying said: "It is said that there is a small world in Yuhuang, and when the owner of Yuhuang encounters a catastrophe of life and death, his soul will fall into it."

Mu Feng said: "So you guess that Senior Brother Shen's consciousness fell into this small world?"

Yueying said: "Yes. Now the spiritual power in Shen Xianjun's body is still there. Although it is slow, it is subtly repairing his physical body. I use the secret method of the clan to send the demon into the small world with the magic energy here. As long as the demon Being able to bring his spiritual consciousness out of the small world will naturally allow him to reunite with the physical body and bring him back from the dead."

Qu Lingsha saw Zhuo Junchen's tempting expression, and asked softly, "How sure are you about rescuing Shen Xianjun?"

Yueying hesitated for a while and said, "Only fifty percent."

Mu Zisu immediately asked: "If you can send Jun Chen in, can you let him come back? Will he just die in the small world?"

"This small world is also known as the 'Reincarnation Realm', and it is the projection of Yuhuang's master's memory, but the damage in it is real, and the passage of time is also real. If there is a fatal wound, it will naturally be extremely dangerous." Yue Ying said. At that time, Mu Zisu and Qu Lingsha looked at Zhuo Junchen with a bit of worry.

Zhuo Junchen didn't take it seriously and said: "After the battle between immortals and demons, the strong fell one after another. I am already at the Mahayana stage, so I won't be injured easily. No matter how bad it is, I will just stay in this 'Reincarnation Realm' forever. "

Zhuo Junchen's intentions were deeply touched by people like Su Yuesheng who had never known before, and everyone naturally understood his determination.

The cultivation method of the monster clan is not quite the same as that of the human and demon clans. When Yueying uses the secret method, everyone can only see the hidden white light, but they cannot distinguish his spiritual root cultivation.

Shen Hanfeng's body frozen by the ice shell slowly floated up, and his ice-sculpted face was wrapped in the reborn ice shell, with a serene expression.Moon Shadow nodded towards Huo Meier, Huo Meier's face was a little pale under the white light, but she raised her hand firmly, a golden thread spread out from the Ten Rings in her hand, and drew a wound on her white wrist, and then Bright red blood flowed out, following the direction of the spiritual power of the two, gradually floated in Shen Hanfeng's heart.The blood beads accumulated into a small ball of blood cells, which was then covered by white light, so faint that only a red line of blood could be seen connecting the blood cells and Huo Meier's bleeding wrist.

The blood cells slowly sank from the wound on Shen Hanfeng's body, like a mud cow entering the sea, but the blood line on Huo Meier's wrist did not disappear.

Everyone waited patiently. After Huo Meier's expression turned pale, the wound on Shen Hanfeng's body began to heal gradually.Zhuo Junchen couldn't hide a trace of excitement in his eyes. Huo Meier's use of blood to neutralize Shen Hanfeng's blood was the first step in resurrection, and there was a glimmer of hope in the healing of the injury.

After all the injuries on Shen Hanfeng's body disappeared, Huo Meier finally withdrew her hand, her entire face became extremely pale after losing all the blood.She wobbled and took half a step back, and after a flash of inspiration, there was only a little fox with frosty white fur left where the beauty was standing.The little fox crawled on the ground dazedly, but stared straight at Shen Hanfeng who was floating in the air.

Yueying let out a low cry, and the formulas in her hands were quickly changed, and a white ancient arc formation appeared at their feet, sweeping the entire black jade formation.

"Hurry up and use Yuhuang." Yueying's spiritual power in her body was consumed rapidly at this time, and she even used a bit of her heart and soul, so it was very difficult to say just four words.

Zhuo Junchen had been waiting for his words for a long time, so naturally he held up Yuhuang without the slightest hesitation at this time, and the magic power was poured into it continuously. Yuhuang was originally half red and half white, but after Zhuo Junchen injected the magic power regardless of consumption, Next, the blood color spread down bit by bit, wrapping towards the other end.

In addition to the magic power injected by Zhuo Junchen, the magic circle also absorbed a large amount of magic energy from Nether Abyss to help Zhuo Junchen open the gap between the small world and this place.

Yuhuang finally turned into a blood-red appearance, Zhuo Junchen's red eyes gradually boiled a few strands of blood.Just before the magic power in his body was finally exhausted, a ray of white light faintly appeared in Yuhuang.

The white light was extremely narrow, only half the length of a person, but Zhuo Junchen heaved a sigh of relief, and was sucked into it without hesitation.

The gap between the worlds quietly disappeared after Zhuo Junchen entered in a flash.The powerful fluctuations activated by the magic circle slowly subsided, and Shen Hanfeng's body fell back to the stone slab.

Yueying breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and picked up Huo Meier who was curled up into a ball.The little fox rubbed against his arm, then closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.This time she spent a lot of money, and it may take another hundred years to transform into a human form again.But as long as Huo Meier doesn't die, the Frost Moon Fox Clan can afford to wait for hundreds of years.

Yueying looked at the void where the cracks had disappeared, they were exhausted, and the rest would depend on the fate of Zhuo Junchen and Shen Hanfeng.

When Zhuo Junchen kept his feet on the ground, he saw green cypresses and green bamboos all around him, full of aura, he didn't know where he was for a moment, but he had a vague sense of familiarity.

He opened his palms and looked at the Luanfeng Yuhuang brought into the small world by him. It took too much energy to travel through the world, and this jade Huang still looked half red and half white.Although Yueying was able to send him in, she didn't know how far they had to go so that they could return to the original world, but most of it was related to Yuhuang.

Zhuo Junchen tightened his grip on the jade huang in his hand.No matter what, his most urgent task now is to find out where his master is.

Just as he was thinking, Zhuo Junchen frowned suddenly, and a powerful aura was approaching him rapidly, even he who had reached the stage of Mahayana felt a little apprehensive.

Without staying any longer, Zhuo Junchen fled in a random direction in a blink of an eye.

Not long after he left, a cyan figure appeared where he was standing.It was a middle-aged man wearing the clothes of the head of the Qinghua Immortal Sect. If you look closely, you can feel that his cultivation base is advanced but a little floating.

Looking at the direction in which Zhuo Junchen disappeared, a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man.