Seeing that half of the sky turned blood red, Tao Yao hurriedly rushed out of the formation. She raised her eyes and saw that the huge forbidden area of the Tao family was filled with deathly silence.
The battle between Fanyin and the Tao family should be over.
The closer we get to the rockery, the more barren the scene becomes.
She knew that the fight between human cultivators and demons would definitely be devastating, and it would be even more exaggerated because of the profound skills of both parties.
However, the so-called killing until the ground is full of debris is just a description in the classics.
Until today, Taoyao witnessed for the first time the shocking destruction caused by a battle between human cultivators and great demons.
If all the demon pills are returned to Youdu, and when the demon clan is revitalized and kills the human world with overwhelming hatred, will the entire Qiye Continent be filled with desolation?
Taoyao didn't dare to think about it.
Not far ahead, Fanyin and Lu Li stood facing each other among the ruins.
Lu Li was dressed in rags and was covered in blood. He was seriously injured and was about to collapse. He had a determined look on his face and held a long sword in his hand, pointing the sword at Fanyin. In contrast, Fanyin was well-dressed and had a calm face. He didn't care about being pointed at by the sword.
He only raised his head slightly and looked up at the bloody sky.
There, there was a glimmer of white light.
It will be bright tomorrow.
Lu Li held his sword with both hands and said with all his strength: "Monster, if you realize it, just surrender and follow me back to Kunlun to be punished. Otherwise, I will not spare you."
Tao Yao held her forehead and sighed, because Lu Li didn't realize it. He had to be lucky that Fan Yin was a "compassionate" demon who was good at reading Buddhism. Otherwise, he would have died like the Tao family with no bones left.
"I?" Fanyin withdrew his eyes to look at the sky and sneered at Lu Li, "I will be in this world for thousands of years, but the human world has actually declined to this level? How dare a little Taoist priest at the golden elixir stage dare to call himself this deity?"
However, Fanyin's ridicule did not affect Lu Li at all.
"Monster, there is no need to talk nonsense. My cultivation level may not be as good as yours, but I am fearless. If I die by your hands unfortunately, I will die a worthy death."
Is this a well-deserved death? Or is it a wasted death?
However, Fanyin's eyes became slightly troubled because of Lu Li's idiocy, and he asked curiously: "Why?"
"You slaughtered Tao's family."
What a sonorous and powerful answer.
"Hahaha..." Fanyin looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing so hard that the devil's body bowed, "Little Taoist priest, if I remember correctly, it seems that you were already fighting with the Tao family before I appeared?
And if I hadn't taken action, you would have died in the hands of the Tao family. Strictly speaking, I am your life-saving demon.
I was kind enough to save your life, so forget it if you are ungrateful, but you want to ask me about the sin of murder. Could it be said that it is a sin for me to be kind enough to save you? You are the sin?"
"You——" Lu Li was speechless, his pale face suddenly turned red with excitement, "You monster, don't talk nonsense, I didn't ask you to save me."
Fanyin raised her lips and revealed a cruel smile: "If you don't want to, you can kill yourself now. I promise not to stop you."
"..."
The argument between Lu Li and the big demon ended in Lu Li's disastrous defeat.
Fanyin curled his lips, but looked in the direction of Shangxian and Taoyao: "No matter how many years pass, the hypocrisy of mortals will never improve."
"You——" Lu Li drew his sword in anger. He didn't know whether he wanted to kill Fanyin or kill himself with the sword to prove his innocence, but no matter which way, the outcome would be death.
Tao Yao sighed secretly and waved to Lu Li happily: "Little Lu'er, I'm back!"
"Cough." The Immortal rolled up his sleeves and pretended to cough, "Taoyao, in the Kunlun Wonderland, the upper and lower levels have their own rules. Since Lu Li is your junior brother, you should treat the upper and lower levels differently."
"Eh?" Taoyao still had no control over whether Lu Li was dead or not. She immediately approached Shangxian and looked at his face carefully, "Master, are you jealous?"
"No."
Oh, he didn't even let her finish her words before he cut her off impatiently.
He also said that there is no such thing, but it is obvious that there cannot be any more.
However, she still remembered to save face for her Shangxian in front of others. She quickly stretched out her hand, hooked the Shangxian's sleeve, and promised in a very shameless manner: "Master, I promise to call Junior Brother Lu Junior Brother Lu from now on."
"Um."
"Also, everyone has only one Master in their hearts. There will never be two minds in this life. Heaven and earth serve as a guide."
Shangxian's face turned red. He wanted to pull back his sleeves, but Tao Yao refused. With her fingertips, she gathered Shangxian's sleeves into a ball and held them tightly in her palms.
The Immortal lowered his eyes, but he did not force himself out after all.
Tao Yao was so happy that she was madly in love with her. Her god must have fallen in love with her. She had to take advantage of this rare opportunity to take advantage of her.
However, before she could make a move, a certain ignorant stinky demon came to the Supreme Immortal. He clasped his hands together and bowed lightly: "Peach Blossom Lord, I haven't seen you for a thousand years. You are well."
Mr. Peach Blossom?
Isn't this the title used by Lord Beiming to tease the immortal?
What does this guy mean? Could it be that he doesn't want to see her and the Immortal's affectionate relationship, so he deliberately comes to cause trouble?
Sure enough, the Immortal took back his sleeves and returned to his unattainable, cold and ascetic look. But Fanyin showed a rather pleasant smile on his face.
Grandma’s bear!
Fanyin glanced at Tao Yao again, and said with a strange tone: "I, the general, said that if you don't come to this world for a thousand years, mortals will not see any improvement, but I am wrong. At least Tao Huajun has improved."
The immortal said nothing and seemed not to hear.
But the coldness of the Immortal did not dampen Fanyin's enthusiasm at all. He raised the corners of his lips and asked with a smile: "Mr. Taohua, don't ask me, have you improved in any way?"
Shangxian didn't want to ask, but Taoyao wanted to ask: "Where?"
Fanyin then turned his half-smiling gaze to Tao Yao: "Thousands of years ago, when the Three Realms were known to all, Tao Huajun was upright, devoted to the Tao, and did not approach women. Now... haha."
What a shame!
Taoyao smiled, put her feet up, raised her hand and patted Fanyin on the shoulder: "You have good eyesight, which is very good."
"Huh?" Fanyin was stunned.
She could see that the Immortal was interested in her, and Tao Yao was still very satisfied, but it was unforgivable to ridicule the Immortal. So, she patted Fanyin's hand, suddenly pulled it away, and pinched a bit of his flesh,
A fatal twist.
"Hiss—" Fanyin screamed.
Taoyao quickly retracted her hand and stood next to Shangxian. She first stuck out her tongue at the Buddhist sound, and then said: "Sanmao'er, you are a Buddhist reciter, but you care about love and affection.
Does my master care about his female disciple? It’s none of your business?! If you insist on caring about it, it means you are not upright and upright, and secretly yearn for my immortal in your heart!”
Fanyin was so frightened that he took two steps back and chanted "Amitabha" several times.
Seeing this, Taoyao laughed loudly: "San Mao'er, you read it wrong. You should think that form is emptiness, and emptiness is form."
"——" The Sanskrit sound got stuck, and Tao Yao was so angry that she stared at her.
Talking nonsense to her is really asking for death!
The Immortal suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the big demon seriously: "Sanskrit sound."
Fanyin, who was named, trembled, then stood up straight, and looked at the Immortal with a serious expression: "What advice does Mr. Peach Blossom have? Could it be that he wants to kill me on behalf of the Immortal again?"
"It's because of Taoyao that you can see the light of day again."
"So?" Fanyin raised his eyelids slightly and asked disdainfully, "Do you want to kill me——"
Fanyin's words were not finished because the answer appeared before his question.
The Immortal who was originally standing beside Taoyao came to Fanyin's side at some unknown time, and the fingertips of his left hand touched the beating pulse under Fanyin's neck.
Fan Yin was shocked, almost beyond belief, and a line of cold sweat dripped from his temples.
The Immortal said coldly: "With your cultivation, it doesn't even take half an hour to kill the Tao family, but you and the Tao family have been fighting for at least two hours because you were waiting for the Tao family to kill Taoyao."
Taoyao had guessed this fact, but she couldn't be sure because she didn't know what kind of cultivation Fanyin was and how long it would take to win over several elders of the Tao family.
But the Immortal is not.
"Hehehe." Fanyin came back to his senses, smiled shamelessly, and took two steps back gently, "Peach Blossom Lord, you can't wrongly accuse the poor monk. The poor monk is a prisoner of the Tao family. It doesn't take a lot of money to defeat them.
Kung Fu?"
The Immortal said nothing, and his face became even colder.
Fanyin then raised his eyes to look at Taoyao, with a pair of big watery eyes, looking like a stray dog: "Female donor, you haven't seen how miserable this poor monk is, but you must say a word or two for this poor monk."
What a fair statement!"
The Immortal did not want to kill Fanyin, otherwise, he would not have allowed Fanyin to retreat under his eyes.
The reason why he took action was to vent his anger on her.
Fanyin's thoughts were clear to the Immortal, so he begged her for mercy.
Tao Yao curled her lips and said nothing.
"..." Fanyin leaned closer to Taoyao, almost crying in grievance, "Female donor, you are a great benefactor, so you will definitely not do anything like killing a donkey."
When Fanyin came over, Shangxian didn't stop him, which showed that Taoyao's guess was true.
"You know, I'm actually not that kind."
"..."
The immortal's cold eyes immediately turned sideways, causing Fanyin's three long hairs to jump. Qiqi Ai Ai said, "Female donor, this poor monk is the elder brother of Huang Nu. How can an elder brother look at his sister helplessly?"
die?"
"Heh." Taoyao sneered, "Others may be, but aren't you all empty-handed?"
"..."
But then again, as an elder brother, Fanyin's protective feelings for his sister are only meager. Otherwise, why would he expect the Tao clan leader to kill her? Wouldn't it be faster to do it himself?!
Thinking of this, Taoyao crossed her arms and looked up and down Sanmao'er like a bully: "San Mao'er, whether you die or not depends entirely on the master's willingness, and whether the master is willing or not, all depends on my response. You want to go to the Tao."
, just speak to me properly and tell the truth."
Fanyin, who was being scrutinized by her, shrunk in agreement and acted like a shy little daughter-in-law: "The female benefactor is not old, she is a genius, and her cultivation is not as strong as that of Huang Nu. But the female benefactor is still there.
, it shows that Huang Nu has made her own choice.”
Aside from the fact that the Sanskrit thief is not a thing, she still likes other things, such as this mean look.
She rubbed her chin and guessed her master's true intentions as quickly as possible.
If the Immortal does not kill Fanyin, then Fanyin will return to Youdu. With Fanyin's cultivation, he will definitely take Pheasant's place and become the new commander-in-chief of the demon clan.
And the demon clan is bent on seeking revenge. If the Sanskrit and thousands of demon pills return to Youdu, it won't be long before the demons are ready to kill the human world.
Such things as the destruction of human beings are definitely not something that an immortal would want to see.
Therefore, it was Fanyin, not other more powerful demons, who survived and returned to the demon clan.
"Want to live?"
Fanyin nodded obediently: "I think so."
"want freedom?"
The Sanskrit sounds are confusing: "I really want to."
"Want to eat all the delicacies in the world?"
Fanyin nodded wildly: "I'm crazy."
Tao Yao curled her lips and reached out to touch the three long hairs on Fanyin's forehead, like touching a big obedient dog: "As long as you are obedient enough, you can do whatever you want."
"..." Fanyin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Female donor, this poor monk is not a dog."
"A handsome hairless dog who can eat whatever he wants, or a miserable demon who goes to meet the Lord of Hell with ugly hair, choose one for yourself."
"..."
We provide you with the fastest update of "The Resentful Sand Sculpture and Her Thigh Immortal Lord" by the great god Mingshan Yuke. In order that you can check the fastest update of this book next time, please be sure to save the bookmark!
Chapter ninety-seven: A confident preference is free to read. This chapter has been completed!