Yang Guang felt that he had the illusion of being torn apart.

But in fact, at this time, he had no sense of autonomy at all, and all came from his subconscious. Of course, the pain in his soul also tear him apart. After all, the corpse poison has been in his body for too long. Who in the world would invite an immortal from a refuge to help? Especially when he broke through the shackles of heaven and earth, he used the power of the celestial immortal to exert magic power, and borrowed the most primitive force between heaven and earth and penetrated into his body?

The initial original power was like a hatchet, splitting the connection between the corpse poison and Yang Guang. Then the surging magic power of the immortal family was like a hand that pulled out the flesh thorns, completely removing the corpse poison that had almost merged together from Yang Guang's body and soul. At the same time, the souls that should have been swallowed by the body were stripped out one by one, and then repaired by the primitive power.

Yang Guang let out a howl unconsciously, as if he was split. His whole body was constantly twisting.

A stream of strange black smoke began to rush out along Yang Guang's seven orifices, and even worms with sharp teeth were found in the mouth, nose and ears. The more disgusting it, the more disgusting it would be.

All these things seemed to flow into the human form composed of blood below Yang Guang. As these things continued to gush out, Yang Guang's skin began to gradually return to human form, and the human form blood below began to become dirty and eventually turned pure black.

The woman seemed very tired, and her voice was not as clear as before: "Damn it, the laws of heaven are suppressed too quickly. The laws of heaven are brilliant, but I am the only one who is rampant. The universe is reversed, and it looks like an inch of light!"

As the woman's voice fell, the palm of her palm seemed to lit a scorching lamp, and the warehouse that was gradually darkened as bright as day.

The corpse poison, evil spirits and the worm like little finger in Yang Guang's body accelerated and kept falling down.

"Hey, there is not enough blood and energy, and there is still one person's blood. Why are there only 48 people? Come on another sacrifice quickly!" The woman shouted loudly: "Don't you know that Tian Yan Sijiu?"

As soon as the woman's voice fell, Wen Yi grabbed her hand without hesitation into the blood pool in the center of the altar.

At the same time, Zhao Zihan, who had been standing outside the door, suddenly shouted: "Wenyi doesn't want it!!"

It was time to say that, and there were always some people who were willing to do something "stupid".

A living half immortal who had been under the altar jumped up and even shouted happily when he heard the woman's voice: "Why do you lose one body for my immortal? Let me do this last sacrifice!" The voices were stacked, and the figure had arrived. When passing by Wen Yi, he slapped Wen Yi with a slap. His body had already fallen above the altar, and the living half immortal was also cruel. He used both hands together, one hand was like a hook, and pulled it hard on his neck, and tore open his throat. The other hand was not idle either, turning his palms like claws, and lifting his head fiercely.

The movements were like flowing water, and suicide fell into the blood pool with beauty.

As the living half-immortal fell into the blood pool in a suicide manner, the blood pool seemed to be injected with vitality again, rolling abnormally.

The jade hands that originally held Yang Guang's back waist were taken off to grab it, and like throwing a sandbag, she threw Yang Guang out in the direction of her head.

"Next! I don't feel sorry for falling to death." The female fairy's voice was a bit joking, but after throwing it out, the voice was like a copper and aluminum bell, buzzing: "The flesh and blood rise, the soul is like a plate, and the white bones are brilliant. Bloom, open, open!"

A few moves turned around and ran away, trying to catch Yang Guang, but they didn't expect that the immortal who was hiding in somewhere had already used his magic power to hold Yang Guang up first, and watched him land lightly on the ground.

Wen Yi got up from the altar like crazy, ran to Yang Guang with big strides, held him in her arms and started crying.

At the same time, the black hole, which was more than half a meter in diameter, was pulled back by the bones again. As if they were crackling and brittle sounds were crackling on each bone, as if they were under huge force. Then fine lines visible to the naked eye appeared on the bones, spreading from the arms to the back. There was no doubt that when it spread to the body, these bones would collapse and become a pile of bone debris.

At this moment, the owner of the jade hand shrank the flawless hands back. Before everyone could think, two pink sleeves shot out from the black hole and shot at the nearest beam on the roof of the warehouse at an astonishing speed.

This warehouse has been around for some time, but the beams are all sturdy steel structures.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, I could only hear the overwhelming sound of the warehouse beams creaking in my ears.

Then a sweet voice came from the endless black hole: "Hahaha, I finally came out!"

Before the sound fell, a beautiful figure jumped out of the darkness, and then the red skeleton door finally made a "touch" sound and exploded to pieces. Then the black hole, which had no control, emitted a strong suction force. It was strange that it would absorb nothing, but as long as the dead flesh and blood body around the warehouse that had died in everything would drill into the black hole like a bird that flew into the forest.

When the corpses of three or five animals on the ground were thrown into the black hole, and when the blood in the center of the altar with unknown amount of blood was thrown into it, the black hole finally made a series of "giggles" sounds like a burp, and disappeared.

"Hehehehe, hahahaha~~~" The woman's voice, which was originally far away, seemed to be perfect, appeared on everyone's heads.

Looking up, I saw two pink streamers wrapped around the roof. A beautiful woman in ancient costume swung around like sitting on a swing. She couldn't see the appearance of the qingchu woman in the dark, but a faint fragrance fell from the sky. It was hard to say what kind of fragrance it was, but it made people feel intoxicated.

The disciple of the immortal lineage, led by Uncle Jiu and Grandma Yin, knelt down on the ground without shouting any slogans, and just knelt down.

Then something even stranger happened. More than a dozen twisted human figures or non-human things appeared suddenly in front of Uncle Jiu and Grandma Yin. They looked like 3D projections and followed them to crawl on the ground, but they seemed to be far more pious than Grandma Yin and others.

"Old Ancestor." The voices of the 'big immortals' who had heard the sound before appeared again.

"Hehehe, don't call me that. I'm so old~~ I'm not too different from you in the world. Hey, strange, why did you cultivate to form a fictitious form? Why didn't you come out?" The woman swinging a swing high above smiled. From the bottom, she could see that she was shaking her head and was uncomfortable. Her clothes were not very thick, but she was talking in such a cold sky. She couldn't help but wonder if she really had body temperature.

The woman's water sleeves floated like a fairy, and her long pink streamers slowly sent her back to the ground like a lift.

What kind of wonderful woman that was is no longer described.

It must be described, and you can only use the most clichéd tone that has been used for countless years to say: "The world is beautiful, the beauty is beautiful!"

The woman fell down so pretty, like the coming Nine Heavens Fairy.

Wearing not just the costumes of that dynasty, Shi Shiran walked around the people kneeling in front of him, walked to Wen Yi's side, squatted down and leaned over.

"Are you the one I chose?"

Wen Yi looked up and saw a stunning face, followed by a strange illusion from her heart, as if the woman in front of her had an inseparable sense of connection with her.

"You are the immortal I invited?"

If someone scores the beauty, a full score of 100 points will be Wen Yi, who can score 80 points. However, the woman in front of her definitely has a score of 90+ points. Perhaps one hundred points can only exist in her imagination, right?

In short, this is a suffocating woman. Even a big beauty like Wen Yi feels a little ashamed of herself when she sees her.

The woman seemed to Wen Yi not have the same relationship between the great immortal and his disciples in the Northeast Horse Fairy. She smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, I am. This guy will have to rest for a few more hours before he wakes up. Should we finish the enrollment of the immortal?"

"Aren't you already coming down? Just find one, why are you looking for me?" Wen Yi turned against her at this time.

"No, I chose you, and you chose me too. Do you really think I can break the shackles at will? How about it, let's discuss and get things done later. I won't steal your man, and the one who wants to steal your man is still sleepy on it."

"I'm not afraid of someone robbing me, what else should I do?" Wen Yi asked.

"You don't object?" The woman leaned closer to Wen Yi's face and looked at each other.

"Does the objection work?" Wen Yi asked back.

"It doesn't work, because I'm very domineering." The woman moved backwards.

"The domineering tail?"

"Huh, how do you know?" The woman was very surprised. She picked out a furry white tail from the group where she squatted down, which was more than one meter long, and shaking: "Look!"

"Fox Fairy?"

"Yeah, six tails." The woman said proudly. Then she heard the sound of several disciples from behind. It was the sound of several disciples who fainted on the ground with excitement.

"Come on, I'll take my man to the hospital soon." Wen Yi didn't mind whether the stunning beauty in front of her was a vixen or a big white snake. She was only thinking about when her man would wake up.

The woman pouted and said, "You haven't asked me about my name yet? I've made up for the etiquette of the world before I came down."

Wen Yi was upset and said in a bad voice: "Wen Yi, where are you?"

"My name is Hu Li, and my sister likes to call me Lili or Xiao Liu."

Wen Yi heard the other party's self-introduction and saw a crisp white one in front of her eyes, with flowers painted on her fingernails pointing to her eyebrows. Before she could react, she felt a pain in her eyebrows. Then Hu Li put her fingers stained with Wen Yi's blood into her mouth and sucked them hard.

His face is like a peach blossom, and his voice is vague: "You and I will make a promise for you in your lifetime. If you have public morality, I will be immortal."

The next moment, Wen Yi felt that there was something indescribable in her body, as if it was her own, not her own. As long as she wanted it, she could call it out.

Wen Yi glanced at Hu Li and said lightly: "If you have nothing to do, please help me carry Yang Guang into the car."
Chapter completed!