The master of cultivating immortals protects me

Jiuxiao's joking voice was heard by all the people present, Gongsun Zhuang and the others were secretly startled, aren't these two brothers and sisters, how did they become masters and apprentices?

Isn't Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng, originally called Jiuxiao?

Afterwards, what they heard about Christmas shocked Gongsun Zhuang and other monks of the four families.

"Master, how does it feel to be in love with someone? The pain of lovesickness you have endured in the past ten thousand years is also the torture of lovesickness that my disciple once suffered. Master, do you know how painful it is for my disciple to love you!" The arrogance around him surged crazily with Jiu Xiao's emotional ups and downs, and the Golden Crow's blood crazily rushed against Jiu Xiao's body trying to break out of the shell, and tiny cracks were faintly visible on the skin.

The gap between the eyebrows has already been filled with worries, Fenghuang still spoke calmly, trying to call back Jiuxiao's sanity: "Jiuxiao, don't be controlled by the inner demon, the past and the past are over, you..."

After interrupting Fenghuang's words, Jiu Xiao was so angry that his eyes were about to burst: "Me? What about me? Hahaha—— don't you think that I was controlled by the heart demon because of the resentment of the four great beasts? Those resentments are nothing, Master, you are my heart demon, you are the root of my obsession!"

"You clearly know that my feelings for you have already surpassed the friendship between master and apprentice, but you always avoid and pretend not to know!"

"You clearly know that because of too much blood killing, sooner or later, as your apprentice, I will lose my mind and even fall into the devil's way because of too much killing. Returning to the abyss of ruins, I have no regrets or regrets in giving everything for you..."

Jiu Xiao looked up to the sky with a long smile, his black hair flying wantonly in the fierce cold wind, like catkins falling from the Internet, although the world is huge, there is no other place to return to.

Tragically, the desperate and resentful laughter pierced Feng Huang's brow, even though he knew that Jiu Xiao was controlled by the demon at this time, he said these words to him.

However, where did the demons come from?

If Jiuxiao had no resentment and grievance towards him from the bottom of his heart, how could he be controlled by the demon?

"In the previous life... I was sorry for you as a teacher." Feng Huang let Jiu Xiao go on, these words are things that Jiu Xiao, who is usually rational, would never say to him, and his apprentice loves him and pities him even if there are all kinds of grievances It will also be suppressed secretly.

Fenghuang wanted to hear, to hear the pain and torment in Jiuxiao's heart, and even more wanted him, a fool, to stop keeping these grievances and resentments in his heart.

"Fenghuang, you are the most hypocritical person in the world! Love all living beings? Haha, you only love yourself. If all living beings are equal, why should you call yourself the god of the gods and the king of the god world?"

"You used my hand to seize the spirit beads of the four great beasts and seal the four realms. You kept saying that it was for the peace of the six realms. This kind of forcible suppression is your style? If you really want to be for the six realms, why don't you sacrifice yourself? Forcibly sacrificing others?!"

"What kindness and righteousness are all your hypocritical lies! Feng Huang, your favorite master, what you enjoy is the control of the six realms of heaven and earth... Your apprentice, the only one who loves you, Jiu Xiao, scattered for you ten thousand years ago. When the soul is exhausted, it is dead."

Raising his jaw, the enchanted man opened his lips slightly, and said cruel words with a smile: "Love? It's gone already, Master, between you and me, there is only hatred."

Without saying a word, Feng Huang's face turned slightly pale.

"You know that once I regain my memory, I will only hate you, and you conceal and deceive again and again. It is really disgusting to be hypocritical, but..."

After a pause, Jiu Xiao's eyes fell on Feng Huang presumptuously, full of malice, and his tone was light and humiliating: "Master is indeed worthy of being the Lord of the God Realm. The pure and pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth was born, The wonderful taste of this body... Hehe, it is really unparalleled in the world, and I can't put it down, I just want to fall into the magic way and the master's day and night, that happy thing in the world..."

God Realm Empyrean?

Master and apprentice doing that... that kind of thing?

Everyone was already in a daze, unable to speak a word.

Fenghuang slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the eyes were as cold as a sword out of its sheath, bursts of cold light shot directly at Jiuxiao: "You are not him, leave his body!"

"Why am I not him? I am your good disciple, Master... Or, you don't want to admit it..."

"To shut up!"

Without any hesitation, after "Jiu Xiao" humiliated him, Fenghuang, who sensed something was wrong, immediately formed a seal with both hands, and the pale golden aura gathered into a supreme spell that permeated the world, reflecting the vastness of the world like a paradise. lofty.

The purest and purest aura turned into fine pale golden dust and fell from the air like a rain of flowers, covering the entire mountain and even the entire Zongzheng Imperial City in a miraculous holy light.

This is the power of the God Realm.

This is the spiritual power of the Heavenly Venerate of the God Realm.

Not far away, the national teacher held his chest, endured the pain and knelt down on his knees, and knelt heavily in the direction of Fenghuang.

"Ah—Master, do you want to kill me?"

Surrounded by the supreme pure spiritual energy, Jiu Xiao was almost crazy, crying out in pain, the blood red in his eyes seemed to overflow, although Feng Huang couldn't bear it in his heart, he couldn't let go of it.

"Shut up! The filthy monster dares to pretend to be a disciple of the deity."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Feng Huang, who had already been angry, bent his two fingers inwards and made seals, and even a mere monster dared to take the opportunity to enter Jiu Xiao's body to humiliate him.

Why do I need to say more?He then let the monster know what the Wrath of the Heavenly Venerate is!

The pure golden aura burns the dark monster like a flame, and the molten hot gold liquid falls from the head. The monster in Jiuxiao's body let out a sharp roar, and it has long been unable to speak a word.

Under the unbearable pain, he finally turned into a puff of thick black smoke and jumped out of Jiu Xiao's body, heading straight to the sky, trying to escape.

Feng Huang half-closed his eyes, cast a spell to send the unconscious Jiuxiao to the ground, condensed the gas into a sword, and held a golden dragon-encrusted sword tightly in his hand.

A few phantoms remained in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the person had already blocked the direction of Hei Wu's escape. Under the startled and terrified eyes of the other party, the golden dragon sword in his hand pierced Hei Wu's body.

"I... I am a demon, I am... an immortal demon...you can't kill me! Even if you are like a god, you can't kill me!" He trembled, still screaming unwillingly, until the black mist on his body became thinner and thinner, and then he let out a sound in horror.

"What did you do... what did you do to me!"

His face was frosty, and his voice without a trace of emotion was like a verdict from the fate of heaven and earth, directly hitting the monster's mind: "The abyss of returning to the ruins, the endless place where you will fall forever is your destination."

Feng Huang swiped two fingers of his right hand towards the void, and there was a vibration in the air like landslides and ground shaking, and a huge black gap appeared in the air as if it was torn apart.

Quiet, dark, and hopeless are the ruins.

"No—no—Master Demon God! Help me, save me—"

The ten-thousand-year-old demon was turned into a solitary soul and fell into the abyss of Guixu that could never see the bottom, and there was no possibility of returning during the reincarnation of life after life.

"It is worthy of being the person who used his own power to quell the melee of the six realms. The demeanor of Tianzun is unmatched by anyone in the six realms."

At some point in the air, a black fuzzy figure appeared. It seemed that thick ink-like black mist flowed over the figure of the person who came. He was tall and straight but could not see his face clearly. His voice was warm and pleasant, better than jade. voice.

Fenghuang slowly turned to face the two people in front of him. The gate of returning to the ruins behind him slowly closed after swallowing the monsters. The fine golden aura still permeated the world like flying flames, and the cold light of winter reflected on him. hair on the body.

The golden dragon sword in his hand was thrown into the air at will, and he used a thousand swords of spiritual energy to protect his body. Thousands of golden dragon swords were at Feng Huang's feet. Sleeves, hands behind the back, brows are full of confidence.

For a moment, all the light in the world seemed to belong to Feng Huang alone.

"Hehe, my dear brother, my beautiful and powerful Tianzun, you hate me so much that you don't even want to look at me?" Donghuang Taiyi smiled lowly, seeing that Fenghuang was just looking at him A strong flame of anger was burning in his chest, almost ready to erupt.

There was a cold glance from the corner of his eyes, and a few hints of sarcasm: "Eastern Emperor Taiyi, I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, but your cultivation has not improved much. It is really... disappointing to the deity."

Turning around slowly, a layer of light-colored broken gold climbed up Tianzun's pupils, gradually releasing his own supreme spiritual power, Tianzun was radiant, making the sun hanging in the sky dim like the light of fireflies.

Feng Huang looked at Dong Huang Taiyi quietly, his deep and hoarse voice was devoid of any emotion, and every word fell in Dong Huang Taiyi's ears like thunder and tsunami: "How can you keep repeating the same thing like you? Again and again, you are the only one who can stand tall with me?"

Plainly stated words are more mocking.

His lips trembled slightly, but Donghuang Taiyi didn't make any rebuttals. He waved his long sleeves and set up a magic circle around him.