Yaozun is chasing me to open the screen

On the edge of the formation, Yan Hualan suddenly opened his eyes.

His spirit has returned to his body, but the cold and hoarse voice of the demon master still seems to be echoing in his ears.

——The target of the demon lord is brother.

Yan Hualan looked at his elder brother who was still in the formation, took one last look, then took another look, gritted his teeth and left, and locked the palace door tightly.

He wanted to lure away the demon lord and stay away from his brother, the farther the better.

No matter what the cost.

Moments later, Yan Hualan appeared in a strange corridor a hundred meters away.

He released his aura wantonly, and the magic fire immediately appeared at the end of the corridor, engulfing the entire corridor with the force of a prairie fire.

Yan Hualan flew away, raised the fan, and tapped the tip of the fan on his chest, abdomen, and eyes, blocking three fatal attacks in an instant.

Qingjue shook his fan "swish", half covering his face, revealing the seven eyes of the fan.

Opening the screen is not for courtship, but to protect the partner and face strong enemies.

The fan rotated at the fingertips, and the seven wisdom eyes turned into thousands of them, spreading with the fire curtain, enveloping the entire spherical space in an instant.

——Juyuan Wisdom Eye Phantom Formation.

Trapped in it, Yan Hualan could not be seen, only countless phoenix eyes, whether angry, laughing, or sad, were all staring at the devil closely, making him impossible to hide.

A long knife appeared in the hands of the demon lord, slashing vertically and horizontally, blinding hundreds of wisdom eyes, and then thousands of wisdom eyes opened.

The real fire of peacocks shot out from Huiyan's eyes, all of which were cut off by the long knife.The demon lord was not injured at all, but he couldn't find a way to break the formation.

Time has dragged on for too long.

The devil suddenly smiled hoarsely: "Do you know that his heart disease is caused by a divine weapon?"

The 98 intelligent eyes in the field of vision did not move at all, only one of the phoenix eyes shrank slightly.

With just this shrinking, the demon master saw the clue, and took the magic knife to chop off at the wisdom eye.

The only intelligent eye that responds is Yan Hualan's real eye.

He flew back, the magic knife scratched the outer corner of his eye, and the magic formation of Juyuan Huiyan also broke.

The knife wound behind the corner of the eye overflowed with blood, which looked like an upturned bright red eye tail.

The devil's poison seeped into the blood along the wound and invaded the Lingtai, and the whites of Yan Hualan's eyes were gradually polluted with gray and black.

"Sacred weapon." He stared at the demon master and asked, "What kind of divine weapon."

"He didn't tell you?" The demon lord mocked, "If that's the case, why did the deity reveal the little, secret, secret between me and him?"

"It sounds like you know it very well? If that's the case, tell me what that artifact is." Yan Hualan's lips twitched, "If you don't tell me, it will be treated as nonsense."

Sowing dissension did not have any effect, and the devil was speechless for a while.

Yan Hualan smiled and said, "Brother said, it's not a good habit for children to lie."

After a few words of conversation, the two Yaozuns fought fiercely again.

In order not to be aware of his true identity, the demon lord rarely uses magic.However, with the devilish energy accumulated over hundreds of years in the transformation stage and a devil's sword, he is invincible in the world except for the Qilin Immortal; his cultivation is so high that he completely crushes Yan Hualan.

Yan Hualan's Peacock True Fire was slightly stronger than the Demon Fire because he had refined the Xuanyuan True Fire, but the difference was smoothed out by the Demon Poison.

The devil sneered hoarsely: "You are much stronger. But—that's all."

The magic knife pierced through Qing Jue, cut through Yan Hua's ribs, and blood spattered.Yan Hualan made a seal with his hands, and after he finished speaking the mantra, a huge phantom of a peacock was condensed by the real fire behind him, like a jade carving.

The phantom of the peacock sang loudly, its wings brought up raging waves of flames, and the sea water evaporated into a hot air mass, and with the sound of explosions, it swept over the demon lord.

Using the fan as a blade, Yan Hualan struck out, piercing through the white mist, and the flames flowed forward, toward the head of the Lord of All Demons!

With a sound of "chi", Qing Jue pierced the demon lord's forehead, his head exploded like a rotten persimmon, and all kinds of mucus were overturned.

There was no smile on Yan Hualan's face.

……how come.

It is impossible for the scheming master of all demons to be killed so easily.

Yan Hualan's pupils shrank suddenly, remembering the demon lord he encountered in the small world last time. At that time, there was another "phantom of the demon lord" who followed him like a shadow, inheriting all the demon energy of his body.

What he killed was only a clone, a clone that was replaced at some unknown time.

And the real demon lord, already under the cover of white mist, flew towards the place where Shuang Jiangnian was!

Yan Hualan folded his wings and swooped down, his body pierced through the roofs of the temple, and there were repeated crashes.

The first magic weapon he protected by his brother had already been destroyed.

The demon lord swung his knife and brought up a gust of wind.The magic knife fell, and suddenly collided with Qingjue's fan bone!

Under Qing Jue's fan, blood overflowed from the corners of Yan Hualan's lips, his teeth creaked, and the gaps between his teeth were filled with scarlet.

Behind him is his brother.

He wants to stay here and not allow anyone to cross.

Not can.

——It is necessary.

The force from the fan bone was more than a thousand jun, Yan Hualan's heel plowed the ground three feet, like a single nail fighting alone, he stayed here until his body was smashed to pieces.

The second protective array of magical artifacts was broken, and he spit out a mouthful of blood in response, and the peacock's real fire burned more intensely around him.

The devil's poison was pervasive, invading his blood from all wounds, big or small.

Until the bright red wound was dyed black, and the protruding blue blood vessels under the skin glowed with black air, until the inner demons were all around, and the mind became dizzy, as if countless people whispered to him and dragged him down.

I don't know how long it took.

The three hours of resisting the devil and waiting for his brother's return seemed as long as eternity.

In a haze, Yan Hualan heard the voice of the Demon Lord.

"You protect him with your life, but you don't know that it is impossible for him to fall in love with you."

The demon master's voice was hoarse, as if there were countless poisonous snakes crawling in his throat.

"Young Phoenix, you are so pitiful... I don't even bother to kill you."

Yan Hualan didn't move.

He kept his eyes wide open, trying to find his sight through the pollution of the devil's poison.

"You have an immortal body, but you are peacefully being a demon king who is dragged down by ants and trapped by tenderness, wasting your power of nirvana." The voice of the demon master gradually became resentful, "If this power is given to me, I will definitely... ..."

"Are you envious?" Yan Hualan suddenly laughed, "Then come and get it."

The bone chain shook, and the devil's face hidden behind the bone chain quickly darkened.

"For more than 100 years, you have tried every means to take away my immortal body, steamed it into meat soup and ate me, or refined it into a pill to take... Finally, you used that black flood dragon as a medium to let it devour my spiritual energy, Refining again."

Yan Hualan grinned out a mouthful of blood-stained white teeth.

"But, did you get it?"

Another layer of defensive formation was broken, and the magic knife embedded in the fan bone, corroding the peacock feathers in its bone core.

Yan Hualan found ironically that the devil used to poke at other people's weaknesses and make fun of it in every possible way, but when he mentioned the devil's own weaknesses, he would speak clumsily and only blindly cover up his wavering state of mind, so fragile deep in his soul like a coward.

"Such a long torture... I hated you at first, but later I only felt that you were pitiful." Yan Hualan pulled the corners of her lips, "I worked hard for a person, and you worked hard for a dead thing. You are much more pitiful than me. Ha ha."

"Shut up—!!" The demon lord was furious.

Qing Jue broke and the magic knife fell, Yan Hualan caught the magic knife with both palms and blocked the edge with the bones of his hands.

Ten times and a hundred times more than before, the demonic poison poured into his body along his hands, and thousands of illusions appeared before his eyes, even the "Yan Chen" who was killed by him in the illusion of heart demons, reappeared in his body. in front of you.

"I said I wouldn't disappear."

In the hallucination, Yan Chen's fingers penetrated into the wound on his ribs, stirring viciously in it.

"You think you can sit back and relax by hiding me and pretending to be a little sheep? Wrong, without me, you can't even protect him."

Yan Hualan blinked his eyes, and black blood fell down his eyelashes.

Yan Chen is his ferocious nature, evil spirit, his killing heart, the dark side that he wants to get rid of completely.

Darkness and evil are becoming stronger because they are unscrupulous and unrestrained.

Yan Chen whispered in his ear: "We were born with this power, why should we resist? The ferocity rooted in our blood, the tyranny engraved in our destiny, are now in your palm. As long as you move thought……"

Yan Hualan felt it.

The devil's poison was eating away at his flesh and blood, and he was fighting with every drop of blood.But he faintly realized that if he gave up resisting, the devil's poison might not be unusable for him... The devil's poison itself would become his strength.

Since the demon master can manipulate demon poison, why can't he, Yan Hualan?

Yan Chen laughed as soon as he thought about it.

He put his arms around Yan Hualan's neck, and seemed to tighten his throat.

"Destroy it. When this world disappears, no one can hurt us." He whispered, he laughed wildly, "Give me everything you have—"

Yan Hualan suddenly let out a chuckle.

"Demon. I have a brother who is lively and can smile. Are you envious?"

Yan Chen's expression froze.

Yan Hualan continued: "So, you want to take this opportunity to replace me and let me hand over my body and my brother to you?"

In the hallucination, he spoke, but in fact, he just moved his lips at this time.Yan Hualan's face was already bleeding, and his whole body was entangled with demon energy. Under the continuous attack of the demon lord, he was at the end of his strength.

Yan Chen mocked: "Aside from leaving it to me, what else can you do?"

"You made a wrong calculation." Yan Hualan said, "The body belongs to me, and you are just a force in my heart. What I have to do is to accept you and control you."

Yan Chen's face darkened: "Don't think about it."

"Or, do you want someone other than 'us' to take away my brother?" Yan Hualan smiled wryly, "At that time, you will never see him smiling at me again."

Yan Chen was silent.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Yan Hualan only felt a cold bloody smell emerging from the depths of the altar.

Yan Chen's consciousness gradually faded, leaving behind a sneer: "Just because you want to control me? Yan Hualan, can you control this power or get lost in it, I'll wait and see..."

At this moment, the demon lord was startled, the poison eroding Yan Hualan's body suddenly changed.

It's not subsiding, but speeding up, increasing, and pouring into Yan Hualan's blood flow and meridians like a dam bursting.

The devil wanted to take back the devil's poison, but was shocked to find that Yan Hualan was like a black hole, absorbing the devil's poison in his body instead!

Crack.

The magic knife in his hand made an overwhelmed sound.

The bright emerald flames overlapped with the black magic fire, converging into a raging dark green fire.The temperature was even higher, and with the erosive power of the magic fire, the blade was actually smelted into a thick liquid!

Yan Hualan grabbed the ball of liquid with his bare hands, pulled it, stretched it, and cast it into seven sharp feather blades.

He stood in a shapeless posture, like a crazy beast, and like the ancestor of all demons, his white teeth were grinning, amidst the blood red and darkness.

"By the way, this is the son of the phoenix." The demon lord laughed loudly instead, "This should be the son of the phoenix!!"

The feather blade flew out, pierced through the magic fire, and hit the throat directly.The demon lord turned sideways and let a bloodstain slash across the side of his neck, and retreated quickly, dodging the second feather blade.

"Ding, ding" two sounds, one feather blade hit the left chest, the other one followed closely behind, pushed the end of the previous feather blade, and pierced it into the heart of the demon lord.

Yan Hua let out a piercing grunt from his throat, and his smirk was full of evil joy.

He fit into the pursuit, his figure completely turned into a phantom.The demon fire was consuming his body, but he ignored it, opened his bloody mouth, and bit the flesh off the demon lord's shoulder.

Eating the flesh and blood of the enemy, he grinned grinningly, and was crazier than the devil, even the devil would have nightmares after seeing it.

The devil's face hidden behind the bone chain showed fear.

The beast he unintentionally released was more difficult to deal with than he imagined.

For the current plan, he can only give up at this point—he has taken too much merman essence blood, and it is becoming ineffective day by day, so what if we let those merman go?

and……

The devil sneered.

According to Yan Hualan's current madness, it is still unknown whether any sharks will survive.

Thinking of this, the demon lord swung his wide sleeves, and the demonic fire spread. In an instant, ten thousand black poisonous snakes emerged, wrapped around Yan Hualan's ankles, and tore his limbs.

Yan Hualan's hands and feet were bound, he didn't catch the devil, but in a split second, a spirit shark sneaked up from the side, picked up the devil, and swam away.

The prey escaped.

The killing instinct urged Yan Hualan to chase after him, but his deep reason was hesitating - somewhere behind him, there seemed to be someone blocking his steps.

He wants to be here...to protect someone.

In a daze, he wiped his face instinctively, restrained his crazy laugh, and made himself look less dirty and ugly.

Yan Hualan stepped on the ruins, step by step, and climbed up the stairs.

He smelled a pleasant smell that belonged to food.

Behind the pillars in the distance, a fish shadow flashed away, and Yan Hualan appeared behind her in an instant, stretching out his claws and baring his fangs.

Hui hugged her sister who was still recovering from her injuries, and tried her best to avoid an attack. The pillar behind her was snapped in two, and the crumbling roof of the palace fell down, scratching her fish tail.

Yan Hualan was reflected in her wide-open eyes, and his coquettish and crazy face was reflected.

How could it be like this?

A few hours ago, this person was a lively and talkative disciple, but now the creature standing in front of her seems to have a humanoid body, and inside the body is a ferocious beast, full of chaos, bloodthirsty , undisguised tyranny and greed.

Just when Hui thought he was going to die, a black-scaled fish tail wrapped around Yan Hualan's waist, and a pair of arms stretched out from behind him, encircling the neck of the beast and blocking the sharp teeth of the beast.

Yan Hualan opened his mouth and bit it.

The blood was fragrant, and he swallowed a mouthful. The familiar scent made him hesitate, and he retracted his sharp teeth, carefully licking the wound.

It was as if meeting an animal trainer, and the feathers blown up like sharp thorns slowly fell back, showing meekness and submission.

Hui was shocked.

The one who stopped the beast was a merman—a black-scaled merman with royal blood!

"Hualan, it's me." Shuang Jiangnian comforted him softly, "Brother is back."

The blood fusion was successful, and he has turned back into a complete shark. The fish's tail is covered with delicate black scales, and there are one or two thin scales at the end of the eyes, which shine brightly against the eyes.

"...Brother." Yan Hualan murmured.

Shuang Jiangnian thought he was awake, but in the next moment, Yan Hualan pressed him between the ruins, picked up the fish tail with his big palm, and wrapped it around his shoulders.

Seeing Yan Hualan's eyes full of devilish poison, Shuang Jiangnian's heart ached.

The system basically told him what happened in these twelve hours - the temple changed suddenly, Yan Hualan protected the law for him, and he faced the devil alone.He won the battle, but ended up like this now.

Shuang Jiangnian caressed his face, his palm was full of writhing black blood.

In the blood vessels of this body, every drop of rushing blood is demonic poison.

But the strange thing is that the system shows that Yan Hualan's vitality is extremely strong at the moment, not as dying as he was when he was poisoned by the demon a few times ago.

Things were different, Shuang Jiangnian first poured out two elixir for treatment and fed them into Yan Hualan's mouth.

Yan Hualan stared at him with her dark eyes, stuck out the tip of her tongue and took the elixir from his palm, unwilling to swallow, suddenly lowered her head and bit his lip.

The pill was pushed into his mouth, and he pushed it back. Everything Shuang Jiangnian wanted to say was blocked in his throat and turned into a muffled bass.

The fragrance of the medicine permeated the air, and in an instant, there was a faint smell of blood. When they were separated, their breathing was slightly disturbed.

Shuang Jiangnian suddenly realized that her fish tail was still resting on the opponent's shoulder, but there was very little room for movement, as if the whole mermaid had been crumpled into a small ball by Yan Hualan and imprisoned in an iron cage made of the opponent's body .

The blackening value exceeded the limit and was almost full, and the system's alarm sounded rapidly in his ears.

Shuang Jiangnian's eyelashes trembled slightly.

...The one whose life is in danger is not Yan Hualan, but himself.

He tentatively asked, "Do you feel something is wrong with your body?"

Yan Hualan smiled slightly, the knife wound at the end of his left eye turned scarlet, adding a sense of strange cruelty.

"I feel great."

His pupils were dark and cold, and it seemed as if he was about to be sucked into a bottomless abyss after staring at it for a long time.The ferocious beasts sealed under the abyss opened their mouths wide, hunting and devouring them—until they completely possessed them.

For a moment, that look in his eyes made Shuang Jiangnian think of Yan Chen.

The tail of the fish quivered uncomfortably.

"You are injured." Shuang Jiangnian looked calm and indifferent, with the back of his hand behind his back, and a silver needle sticking out between his fingers, "Sleep at ease, I will treat you."

Yan Hualan chuckled, and slid his fingers down Shuang Jiangnian's arm, touching his hand behind his back, and the nine thorns between his fingers.

He took his brother's hand with a gentle force that could not be resisted. He lowered his eyes and kissed the knuckles that were carved like white jade. He lingered on the small hollow of the wrist, and finally took away the nine thorns hidden between the fingers.

With a silver needle between her red lips, her phoenix eyes stared at Shuang Jiangnian with a smile that was not a smile, as if to say: Look, I have discovered your little trick; or: Give up struggling, you can't escape, and you can't get hurt I do not.

The weapon was taken away, the body was imprisoned, and the deterrent aura crushed by the demon master in the transformation stage covered the whole body. Shuang Jiangnian was like a fish bouncing between the beast's mouth, and his life was hanging by a thread. He didn't know when the fierce beast would drop its sharp teeth.

The fierce beast's sharp teeth fell down, and instead of killing him, they landed at the end of his eyes.

It hurts a little, a peach pink bloom slowly blooms on Yubai's skin, and then the next one.

Yan Hualan murmured obsessively: "The previous one has disappeared, I want to reprint it..."

The breath sprayed on the cheeks and ears, dangerous, and fatally attractive like poppies.

Shuang Jiangnian's heart beat faster, her scales almost exploded, and she called out "Hualan" in a low voice.

Yan Hualan suddenly stopped.

His mind was chaotic, and he realized that the tail of the fish in his arms was trembling, and only then did he realize that his brother's face was getting paler.

He was in a trance for a moment, and the poison in his eyes gradually faded away.

Yan Hualan lowered his head and asked, with a guilty tone: "Did I scare my brother?"

Shuang Jiangnian lowered her eyes and said nothing, the blue blood vessels on her neck bulged slightly, expressing her nervousness.

Yan Hualan observed his expression carefully, and drooped her eyebrows and eyes apologetically.

The elder brother's reaction poured a basin of cold water on him, and the demonic poison surging in his body flowed back to his heart and was sealed up, along with the predatory madness that was sealed up.

His sanity returned, his strength was withdrawn, normal bright red blood gushed out, and Yan Hualan only felt pain from the wounds all over his body.

Looking at his elder brother who had turned into a mermaid, he felt terrified in his heart, and he also felt a sense of satisfaction that was lost and found again.

"Brother, I miss you." He threw himself into his brother's arms.

Shuang Jiangnian looked into his eyes with some uncertainty - this big peacock who was wronged and coquettish was his Yan Hualan.

Just as warmth was born in his heart, suddenly a black shadow appeared behind Yan Hualan, picked up the fishbone fork, and hit it with a sap.

Yan Hualan was already seriously injured, this stick directly knocked him out.

The "culprit" heaved a sigh of relief.

She weighed the bent fishbone handle, glanced at the mess on Shuang Jiangnian's face and collarbone, squinted her eyes, and roughly pushed Yan Hualan away with the fishbone handle.

Hui said in a disgusted tone: "Sure enough, Dengtuzi is crazy, and he is still a Dengtuzi."

Shuang Jiangnian was amused and a little embarrassed. He performed a small disguise technique to cover up the marks on his body.

Only now did Hui have a chance to take a closer look at the face that resembled the previous head of the Merman clan.

Questions came like a cannonball.

"Who are you? Why do you have the characteristics of the shark royal family?"

"Also," she cleared her throat, blushing at the tip of her ears, "You are also a mermaid, why do you look so good-looking?"