The whole world of comprehension is chasing after me [Transmigration Book]

"Ah!" Toffee cried out in pain.

The four-sustained spirit array linked by the demon power directly showed its whereabouts under the heavy pressure. The light gray flowing demon power was like a layer of light veil on the young man's shoulders. The heavy pressure of imagination made his bones creak, and his fingers dug into the ground.

Toffee's shoulders, which were slightly thinner than those of an adult man, trembled violently, as if he was about to collapse at any moment, but he insisted on neither dodging nor dodging, using his body as a barrier to block Shen Lianyu's sudden attack.

The sound of explosions became one piece, and the power of the Four Suspension Spirit Formation couldn't withstand such a continuous and powerful attack. The gray veil was compressed smaller and smaller, gradually unable to cover all the demon cultivators in the camp.

"Fight them!"

"Don't run, you can't get out!"

"Do it, attack outside!"

"what!"

With the retreat of the four-sustaining spirit array, the screams of the Yaoxiu before dying were heard in the camp one after another.

After hearing this, Toffee's face turned pale, and he bit his lower lip tightly. His face was ferocious, his veins bulged, and he tried his best to slow down the shrinking speed of the four-sustained spirit circle. However, his strength alone was limited, even if he bit his lower lip After bleeding, the gray veil was still shrinking under the attack, and in the end it could only cover the Zhang Xu range around his body.

Toffee couldn't bear to watch it, and closed her eyes. The Thunder Fire in mid-air finally broke through the obstacles and fell to the ground.

After a thunderous roar, the thunder and fire destroyed the remaining defensive magic circle on the camp. Most of the monks were reduced to ashes in this attack of extinction. Only a small area shrouded in ashes in the sea of ​​flames still survived. .

Toffee's fingertips were deeply embedded in the sand, trembling uncontrollably.

The end of life is within reach.

Shen Lianyu didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only hold his cheeks with both hands clumsily, hoping to give him some strength.

——Toffee is the only descendant of the white tiger, and he looks like a young man. The monsters in the demon court are very friendly to him. Many monsters stationed outside the Nine Nether Passage have talked to him, even Overtly and secretly, he stuffed a lot of benefits.

Now, these demons are all dead.

Shen Lianyu touched Toffee's cheek and comforted in a low voice: "Toffee, calm down, this is an illusion, they didn't die because of your powerlessness, they died ten thousand years ago."

The attack from outside still didn't stop, Shen Lianyu was repelled by the Four Suspension Formation, and his words couldn't reach Toffee's ears.

It's just that Toffee opened her eyes when he touched her cheek. Seeing his worried face and his lips parted and closed, her heart calmed down.

Fantasy...?

He guessed what Shen Lianyu said based on the shape of his mouth, and the heavy guilt in his heart was lightened in vain.

That's right, this is an illusion, and those monster races...are just a part of the illusion, they are just faithfully replaying the history that happened ten thousand years ago, they are not alive, and naturally they cannot be said to be dead.

Toffee's tense back relaxed, he grabbed Shen Lianyu's palm against his cheek and rubbed it, muttering to himself: "It doesn't matter anything else, Master, I will definitely protect you."

Shen Lianyu couldn't hear what he was talking about, but he smiled at him comfortingly, and pinched his cheek lightly with his fingertips.

He was lying on the ground, with black hair scattered on the sand and gravel, faint tears hanging from the end of his eyes, reflecting the sky fire falling from the sky, with an indescribable beauty, like a peony defeated by a heavy rain, with its branches broken , but still retains the beauty of the moment in full bloom.

It was a stubborn stubbornness.

Toffee looked a little crazy.

Even at such a time, Shen Lianyu still had something to insist on. He raised his hand and squeezed Toffee's face again, tugged at the flesh of his cheek unhappy, and said with his eyes: don't use this kind of skin. Look at me, show some respect!

Toffee was dumbfounded by his childish behavior, overwhelmed, and a little bit disappointed.

He knew what Shen Lianyu's deliberate performance represented.

After an unknown amount of time, the attacks in the sky finally stopped.

The moment the huge pressure disappeared, Toffee's strength seemed to collapse together, and she fell into Shen Lianyu's arms exhausted, panting exhaustedly.

Only a thin layer of the power of the Four Suspension Spirit Array was left on the two of them.

Messy footsteps sounded, gradually approaching.

"Go, guard the entrance and exit of the Nine Nether Passage, set up the Duotian Meteor God Formation, and don't let people who shouldn't come out run out."

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Shen Lianyu and Toffee held their breath when they heard the sound, and lay motionless on the spot, watching their surroundings quietly.

They want to get away with it, but some monsters don't think so.

Because they were close to Toffee, the deer demon and the wolf demon also escaped unharmed under the protection of the Sisu Spirit Formation.

The tall and burly wolf demon jumped up, and asked angrily: "Who are you? The power of the two races of humans and demons and Venerable Yushen are still fighting in the Jiuyou passage. Are you crazy? Are you crazy? Dare to attack us!"

"Hey, there are still a few fish that escaped the net here?" The voice that gave the order before was surprised.

Shen Lianyu looked sideways slightly.

The middle-aged monk in the wide-sleeved robe paced back and forth, with his long black hair tied under the green crown, facing the wind from the jade tree, he was outstanding.

The cultivator giving orders fell on Toffee, and said "Oh" as if realizing: "It turned out to be the four-sustained spiritual formation. I remember that the four-sustained spiritual formation of the monster race has disappeared a lot because of the death of the white tiger clan. Years? Where did the Demon Emperor find such a... a descendant of a white tiger that doesn't look like a white tiger?"

He shook his head with a chuckle, and said with emotion: "The demon emperor's luck is really good...Even if the mortal spirit beast has a thin blood of the white tiger, it can't survive the transformation. No wonder I made a mistake in my prediction and failed Kill you all together."

His voice was calm and slow, but there was a murderous look in his eyes.

"You bastard!" The wolf demon looked at the middle-aged monk with red eyes, and rushed over with a roar.

A trace of impatience flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged monk, and the spiritual power came out of his hand, piercing into the wolf demon's stomach in the blink of an eye, shattering the golden elixir in the dantian.

He sneered: "Overestimate yourself!"

However, when the middle-aged monk made a move, Shen Lianyu's eyes widened suddenly, and he almost cried out

This person is using the fundamental technique of Tianhengzong!

He had seen Xu Shengzhi and Lu Xiuran make moves, and his technique was exactly the same as this person's, and his aura also gave off a similar feeling.

As if aware of his sight, the middle-aged monk waved his hand casually, flicking away the blood spattered when the wolf demon died, and turned his head to look at Shen Lianyu with interest: "Why is there still a human race? Your spiritual power cannot be integrated, how did you survive?"

He looked at the appearance of Toffee half-squatting in front of Shen Lianyu again, and said meaningfully: "Oh, it turned out that this little rabbit gave up his life to protect you, and that's why you escaped unharmed."

Toffee blushed with anger from his mocking tone, but the death of the wolf demon was still vivid in his memory, so he resisted the urge to curse, but hid Shen Lianyu behind him again.

The deer demon who had escaped also quietly ran to them. He was not as impulsive as the wolf demon. Although his eyes were red, he remained rational and did not dare to offend the middle-aged monk.

"Who are you guys? The monks from the various sects of the human race have also penetrated into the Nine Nether Passage. You blocked the Nine Nether Passage. Do you want to block them together?!"

The middle-aged monk smiled, and his spiritual power once again condensed into a thin blade in his hand: "I won't bother you... dead people worry about it."

He's about to do it!

Shen Lianyu's heart tightened, he grabbed Toffee's clothes and stood up, shouting: "You are from Tianhengzong! Cough, cough, cough!"

He coughed lightly twice and spat out a mouthful of blood, unable to hide his pain. The spiritual power of the riot just now caused him serious internal injuries.

Toffee's complexion changed suddenly, and she blurted out: "Master!"

When he said the words Tianhengzong, the murderous intent in the eyes of the middle-aged monk suddenly increased: "How do you know such an unknown sect as Tianhengzong?"

Shen Lianyu wiped off the blood from his lips and raised his eyebrows slightly.

It turned out that Tianhengzong at this time was still a little-known sect, and compared with the famous No. [-] immortal sect in the cultivation world, it was far behind.Looking at the monk in front of him who calmly directed his disciples to block the Nine Nether Passage, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Shen Lianyu's mind, but before he could catch it, the light disappeared.

The middle-aged monk stepped forward and asked forcefully, "You don't want to say?"

The coercion belonging to the Mahayana monks pressed down on the three of them like waves, and the four-sustained spirit array on Toffee's body was stimulated again. Shen Lianyu couldn't bear it, and spit out a mouthful of blood, in order not to be crushed by this coercion , the spiritual power in the body flows instinctively along the meridians.

The middle-aged cultivator glimpsed the origin of his skills, and his eyes became more murderous: "It turns out that he is a disciple of the first immortal sect, Kun Yuanzong. Why don't you follow the sect into Jiuyou and stay outside with the monster clan?" ?”

Shen Lianyu: "..."

Wait, so his skills come from the first immortal sect ten thousand years ago?

Thinking about Kun Yuanzong, Shen Lianyu fell into deep thought, let alone answering his questions.

His indifference made the middle-aged monk angry. He couldn't help but sneer, and said maliciously: "Since you don't want to say it, it doesn't matter. After today, it doesn't matter whether Kun Yuanzong is still here or not. You can just say it." Watch your sect go to destruction with your own eyes!"

Shen Lianyu: "..."

I'm really not from Kun Yuanzong.

Shen Lianyu looked at the middle-aged monk in front of him with blank eyes, he hesitated to speak, and he hesitated to speak.

In the eyes of the middle-aged monk, the kid in front of him was looking down on him with the arrogant posture of the first fairy sect, and his eyes flashed with anger, and his pressure was even stronger.

Shen Lianyu spat out another mouthful of blood: "..."

He really wanted to ask, you are a powerful monk, why don't you have a superior demeanor at all?What kind of skill is it to bully him who is a return to virtual chicken?If you are unhappy with Kun Yuanzong, go find their suzerain!

A cultivator who went to the entrance of the Nine Nether Passage to set up the formation before came back. He clasped his fists and said, "Sect Master, the formation has been arranged. When shall we enter the Nine Nether Passage?"

When not facing the monk Kun Yuanzong, the middle-aged monk acted like a master.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Don't worry, when the Spirit Gathering Formation is about to be completed and Venerable Yushen is no longer needed, it's time for us to appear on the stage..."

The monk looked at him enthusiastically: "Yes, suzerain!"

Then he paused, turned his head to look at the three of Shen Lianyu, with strong hostility in his eyes: "Then what about these three people?"

The middle-aged monk walked in front of Shen Lianyu with his hands behind his back, his right hand caressed the deer demon's body lightly, without any fireworks.

"Take them both down, and put on the Thorin keel."

The deer demon fell limp to the ground.

The author has something to say: Patriarch of Tianhengzong: Heh, I took the script of Dianjia Long Aotian. Those who once looked down on me, I want you to regret it!

Shen Lianyu (kicked away): If you think too much, you are just a cannon fodder without a name