After wearing the book, I became the vixen master of the villain boss

Yan Xiuyu frowned when he saw the blood-red Tengman suddenly appearing in front of him. He hurriedly pushed away the disciple who was still inexperienced, "Hide aside first, don't come in."

The disciple was a little worried, but he also knew that he was not good at learning, and staying here would only hinder the Immortal Venerable, so he could only hide on the other side immediately after hearing the words.

Yan Xiuyu took out the saber in his hand and immediately swung a white and sharp sword light, the vines broke in response, and the blood-red juice sprayed out, with corrosive power, even Yan Xiuyu couldn't avoid it, the corner of the magic weapon corroded A small hole came out.

He couldn't help frowning, watching those vines rushing towards him again, at the same time, he also heard the huge trembling sound of the ground, and many monsters were coming here——

He couldn't help but look dignified, that number definitely sounds like a lot, and the disciples who stayed on the ground had already turned pale, so he could only look at Yan Xiuyu with a look of pleading for help, "Immortal Venerable!"

Yan Xiuyu looked over, and saw a black tentacle approaching the disciple, and was about to grab him, so she immediately rushed to the disciple from mid-air and pulled away from the spot.

With a bang, a big hole was smashed into the ground.

A pair of red eyes the size of copper bells appeared in front of the two of them, and there were many monster footsteps behind them, and the ground was trembling.

Yan Xiuyu was under attack from the front and back, in this miasma-filled valley, he looked at the unarmed and unarmed disciple at the bottom of his cultivation, and quickly told him to crush the teleportation talisman and leave here.

"Then Immortal, what are you going to do?" The disciple's voice was urgent.

"You take a step first, this deity wants to lure those monsters away."

With so many disciples still inside the protective shield he set up, he must take responsibility, otherwise, any one of these monsters running in the direction of those disciples will be a disaster!

His gaze fell on the monster beast and vine man in front of him, and while they were not paying attention, he immediately pulled his disciple aside. The disciple knew what he meant, so he had to obey his words first, and immediately activated the talisman.

Yan Xiuyu was the only one left in the huge place. He was in the dense miasma, and when he heard the noisy footsteps coming from here, he couldn't help turning around immediately, and ran towards the opposite place of the left-behind disciple.

Those monsters saw the man, and immediately chased after him, like a chasing force of thousands of horses, the huge and terrifying scene was shocking.

The pupils of those monsters were strangely red, and they were all staring at Yan Xiuyu, almost non-stop chasing him, as if they wanted to tear this person into pieces before giving up.

Yan Xiuyu ran with his sword for a long time, trying to dodge the attacks of these monsters from time to time, thinking that after getting away from the disciples who stayed behind, he wanted to quickly throw off these monsters, but saw a place in front of him. Broken cliffs.

He couldn't help but pause. Behind him was a bottomless abyss, and on the left and right were towering cliffs.

Those monsters did not reduce their attacks because of his pause, but intensified even more.

With a sound of "Boom!", a bolt of purple lightning carried thunder and easily smashed towards Yan Xiuyu. Yan Xiuyu had no choice but to face the difficulties. Countless white silk threads rushed towards his face, turned into sharp needles, and pierced those monsters.

Thousands of formations were formed when the slender fingers moved and retracted. Under the coercion from the transformation stage, countless monsters retreated one after another.

The monster sensed his strength, but its eyes became even more blood red, watching his attack indifferently.

Even knowing that there was a sea of ​​flames in front of him, he still rushed over. This kind of fearless behavior seemed to be under control...

Yan Xiuyu frowned, the saber in his hand already had a lot of dead souls of monsters, mottled blood dripped on the sword, and finally fell into the soil, his tiger's mouth hurt.

Even if it is a powerful man in the transformation stage, he will be exhausted in the face of so many multi-infant stage and golden core stage monsters that are biting him so hard, his fingers have bruises, and his veins are surging with spiritual power. What you can see now is the huge corpse of the monster that fell down.

Inch by inch of blood stained the ground, and the smell of blood permeated the huge place. Yan Xiuyu's eyes were already red, and her white robe was stained with the blood of a monster.

Finally finished dealing with the last monster, he closed his eyes, suppressed the desire/desire to vomit in his mouth, and his stomach was aching again.

He didn't know if it was an old injury, he didn't care about changing into new clothes, he immediately took the pill and meditated on the spot to replenish his spiritual power.

And not long after he meditated, he heard footsteps from far to near, Yan Xiuyu had to open those phoenix eyes.

"Who!" He yelled loudly, and became extremely vigilant, turned his head and braced his body to look past.

"Xianzun, it's me!"

The man gradually came forward, his face was gentle, but it made Yan Xiuyu's heart more vigilant, only to see Xiao Cunhong's face revealed in the miasma, everything seemed extremely strange.

He had received a message from his senior brother long ago, and now this place blocks the way out from the outside world, Xiao Cunhong is really here, isn't it that those monsters are the scourge he provoked? !

He was terrified in his heart, and managed to stabilize the expression on his face, "Why are you here?"

"The disciple was investigating with the elder before, and passed by Lonely Mountain and heard that the immortal was also investigating this matter, so he also came in. It's just that the disciple is stupid, lost in this valley for so long, and finally saw the immortal now."

Xiao Cunhong smiled harmlessly, making people who don't know him think that he is still a simple and honest disciple.

Yan Xiuyu had already seen through his face, pursed her lips when she heard this, and didn't say much.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Cunhong stood not far away and looked at him, "With so many corpses of monster beasts, is there any discomfort in the body of the Immortal Venerable? Do you want disciples to come forward and help?"

While he was talking, he wanted to move forward, when his eyes drooped, a stern look flashed in them, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Naturally, Yan Xiuyu was wary in her heart, and immediately stood up, and the strong coercion of the transformation stage spread, making Xiao Cunhong deterred from walking a few steps away.

"No need." He said coldly, those phoenix eyes were always watching the man in front of him, seeing his white robe stained black, and his whole body still carried a strong hostility, he couldn't help but frowned. Get up and frown.

"The Immortal Venerable is still so cold..." Xiao Cunhong seemed to say something with emotion, and then he talked to himself.

"The disciple has been thinking, if it was me instead of Murong Mo who worshiped Xianzun's sect, then my cultivation base would never be worse than him, and I would never degenerate into a demon cultivator. Why did Xianzun fall in love with him back then? I missed that person, why not me?"

There was a suppressed madness in his tone, faintly frightening Yan Xiuyu, not to mention that his spiritual power is almost exhausted now, and he has not recovered yet, only relying on this coercion to bluff people.

Xiao Cunhong just paused for a while, and then continued to move forward, without stopping his slow steps, and muttered to himself:

"The disciple still doesn't understand the difference between Murong Mo and me? The Immortal Venerable would rather accept that trash as a disciple than even look at me. Obviously, my cultivation talent is no worse than that person..."

Yan Xiuyu's abdomen hurt, he clenched his teeth, the spiritual power in his body dissipated wildly, knowing that it must be Xiao Cunhong's fault now, but he still can't tear his face to prevent this person from playing tricks to harm him again.

There was a cliff behind him, he couldn't go down any further, so he had to stand still, slow down Xiao Cunhong first, and then find a way to leave this place.

Xiao Cunhong over there finally stopped, but still muttered to himself, "The disciple has been thinking about this matter, could it be because Murong Mo is willing to submit to the immortal? Ha!"

Speaking of this, he sneered, and raised his head, his eyes had turned blood red, apparently possessed by a demon.

"The Immortal Venerable needs a cauldron, but Murong Mo is willing to do this for the Immortal Venerable, so you accept him as an apprentice?!"

Yan Xiuyu's body trembled, looking at Xiao Cunhong who was already in a demonic state, looking at him with fear in his eyes, "That's not the case."

At least at the beginning, he wanted to teach Murong Mo well, instead of harboring such dirty thoughts. Even Murong Mo liked him and wanted to woo/love him. As a master, he also disagreed repeatedly. In the end, he couldn't see Murong Mo committing suicide Only then did I make up my mind.

He didn't say these words, but hid them in his heart.

Xiao Cunhong couldn't listen to his answer either, no matter how others explained what he believed, it was all false to him.

What was carrying around him was no longer clear spiritual power, but the black gaseous flames, and the thick devilish energy lingered on his body.

Yan Xiuyu closed her mouth and stopped irritating him. At the same time, the pain in her abdomen intensified, making his face pale and his back covered in cold sweat.

And far away in the sky, in the dark secret environment, a pair of blood-red eyes opened, the cold white skin had a sick gaze, and the scarlet eyes were full of violent anger.

The mind in his body was stripped away. Seeing that the demon king's soul wanted to occupy his body, he gathered all the demon energy in his body.

He adopted the secret method of the Xuanwu tribe, and crazily devoured the demonic energy of the monsters inside. The demon king even put a lot of high-level demons into it, letting him fight with people continuously, absorbing the cultivation base of others to make himself Used.

His body has long been scarred, and even his face has an incurable scar. It was a high-level demon who wanted to kill him before, and almost pierced his heart. As soon as he avoided it, the magic blade slashed Broke his right cheek.

His Nascent Soul Stage cultivation reached its peak in just a few months, and the thunder calamity came in a hurry like a disaster. , the demonic energy in his body vibrated, and the already faint and unstable breath became more violent.

The obsidian-like pupils were full of coldness and cruelty, if it wasn't for seeing the master for the last time, he wouldn't have lived until now.

His hands were already stained with too much blood, and the bones on the ground were piled up into mountains. Under the majestic heavy rain, under the thick dark clouds, amidst the lightning and thunder, he was bombarded by the thunder calamity.

He resisted desperately, but his bones were still broken. Watching his tendons being hit by thunder calamity over and over again, he was filled with the air of lightning, and finally waited until after ninety-nine and 81 thunder calamities...

He came back to life.

However, this was just the beginning, the Demon Lord rushed here impatiently, dragged his corrupt and broken body, looked at him excitedly, his eyes were scarlet.

"As expected of the offspring of my good brother, isn't this body exactly what I want?"