My Debauched Devotion

　　 I don't know when it will start, dark clouds and wind are rolling over Jianping.

　　 a howling gust of wind rushed from all directions, and the vast spiritual energy also oscillated. The air pressure dropped abruptly, causing the hairs to stand upright, and the joints tremble.

　　 Ye Fan broke his ribs, his five internal organs shattered, and his Dantian Reiatsu, which was maintained by secret methods, was broken by Chu Yan's qi, and the sea of ​​qi scattered and limp to the ground...

　　 At this moment, he stood upright, his limbs twitched, twisted and entangled, and his hands actually tore a blood hole from his forehead.

A huge white eyeball protruded from it, and an indescribable dark thing cut out from the chest, suddenly stretched out countless tentacles, and dragged the two lawmakers into the bottomless chest cavity with lightning speed. .

　　 All this happens only in a few breaths!

　　 Someone suddenly jumped out of the crowd.

　　 "Nether!"

　　 Everyone turned away when they heard it, and they didn't dare to look, so they ran away.

　　 Thousands of disciples quickly became a mess, running and shouting:

　　 "Junior Brother Ye Fan is crazy!"

　　 "No, Junior Brother Ye Fan is Netherworld!"

　　 "No, this **** summoned Nether!"

　　 "He is an apostle!"

　　Something is urgent, the scene is chaotic, and everything is said...

　　 Although the inner sect disciples hold anti-nether exercises every year, the netherworld has only appeared inside the mountain guarding formation once in a thousand years.

　　 Looking back, thinking back, that was already yesterday!

　　 Yesterday's situation is very different.

　　 At that time, Nether appeared on the peak of the sword, with the elder holding the sword present, and the other elders were also in an idle state. As soon as Nether appeared, the disciples had no time to react, and disappeared in a flash.

　　 And now, Netherworld rarely appears in Jianping at low altitude!

　　The elder holding the sword is out.

　　 The elder pill is at Baicao Peak twenty miles away.

　　 Bo Yunzi, the elders of the commandments, and the elders of the sword casting, all three were repairing and maintaining the large formation, and they could not get out immediately.

　　 This is very dangerous!

　　 "Golden Core Nether!"

　　 The two lawmakers died on the spot, and Nether quickly absorbed the spiritual power of the two, completing the upgrade from foundation building to golden core.

　　 With the sadness and the vast and silent coercion like an ancient predecessor, everyone suddenly felt the aura solidified, as if there are infinite invisible giant hands that can tear space, tearing their spiritual roots in the air.

　　 It seems that there are a series of sticky, ambiguous strange bytes, like a **** or devil ringing a bell, knocking everyone's souls.

　　 Facing the two lawmakers who disappeared into the dark abyss, Luo Sheng squinted slightly, his bloated body slightly heavy.

　　 His eyelids suddenly jumped, he reacted quickly, and hurriedly shouted to the crowd:

　　 "All the disciples below the golden core escaped into the underground cave!"

　　 "The elders are operating in a large formation, and should not take risks against the enemy, lest the higher-order Nether enters the void, and we need to wait for the golden core disciples to join forces against the enemy."

　　 "Senior Nephew Jiang, please take Senior Nephew Xiao away from here!"

　　 Chu Yan is still confused.

　　 Under broad daylight, the big living person becomes ghostly?

　　 Where did Chu Yan have seen such battles, her face pale, her eyes frozen, her brain was blank, she didn't hear Luo Sheng calling her at all.

　　 Until Xiao Ran's palm resonated, he touched her dog's head.

　　 "Wake up!"

　　 Chu Yan was awakened suddenly, knowing that it was extremely dangerous, and dragged Xiao Ran to leave.

　　 "Let’s go quickly!"

　　 Xiao Ran was not ready to leave. He had a hunch that this Nether was staring at him.

　　He wants to run away, and he is chasing after him. He doesn't know how many people will die tragically along the way.

　　 There are dozens of Golden Core disciples on the scene, and it is not without life, not to mention the fit of Bo Yunzi is at the main peak guarding the formation, and he may take risks at critical moments.

　　 "We are sword-holders, how can we leave?"

　　 Chu Yan was stunned, staring at Xiao Ran blankly. Xiao Ran, who looked elegant and elegant, actually had a hard side.

　　 There is no way, Xiao Ran can only bite the bullet and stay.

　　The black clouds are rolling, the wind is hunting, the sorrowful howling tears the soul.

　　 Everyone stabilized their minds.

　　Except for Xiao Ran on Jianping, there are more than 30 people in the Golden Core Realm. There are inner sect coaches, elite disciples, and the head or elder of Zongzhishan branch sect.

　　 Accompanied by the sad sound of the underworld, the underworld gradually showed its complete form.

　　 Ye Fan's head was accidentally still retained, but his facial features were occupied by a huge white eyeball, looking extremely lame.

　　 There are countless small white dots reflected in the eyeballs, densely packed, constantly opening and closing, shifting shape and position, forming a breathtaking strange pattern.

　　 Ye Fan's body is long gone. Thousands of slender limbs are growing on his head, encircled in a circle, like a floating sunflower.

　　 Among them, the four tentacles evolved from Ye Fan’s limbs are particularly strong and may be attacking tentacles.

　　 Sunflower Nether didn't continue to attack the others except for the two lawmakers who had just started to swallow.

　　 Instead, he hung in front of Xiao Ran, making a vague whisper.

　　 "I...I'm the emperor's..."

　　 Well, you are, your whole family is!

　　 Xiao Ran was too lazy to compete with Netherworld for talent, staring at the dense white spots in his pale eyes.

　　 He suddenly discovered that these small white dots seemed to have some kind of linkage reaction with the scattered tentacles.

"not good!"

　　 He guessed that Nether might use these white spots to try to hypnotize the golden core monks around him, and then use the tentacles to absorb the spiritual power of everyone, thus upgrading and evolving!

　　 "Everyone quickly disperse, this thing is hypnotizing!"

　　 Everyone was awakened suddenly, only then did they realize that their spiritual pressure was slowly spilling out at an imperceptible rate.

At this moment--

　　 In the northern sky, three sword shadows flew quickly.

　　 "Ring sword formation!"

　　 The twelve-handled flying sword fell vertically, nailing it ten feet away from Netherworld, blocking most of the tentacles.

　　 In a blink of an eye, three sword shadows fell in front of everyone.

　　 "All the golden cores retreat, it is absorbing spiritual power!"

　　It was Chen Yingxing who spoke.

　　 Behind him, he followed the other two inner doors to coach.

　　 The three cultivation bases are all Yuan Ying!

　　 Everyone on Jianping breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly clasped their fists.

　　 "Brother Chen, Brother Zhang, Brother Ouyang."

　　 Chen Jingxing glanced at You Ming, and his scalp tingling expression also appeared on the vicissitudes of life and cracked face.

　　 "You don't need to be courteous, this time I just invited two seniors to Jianping to watch the battle. I didn't expect to catch up with the time."

　　 Brother Zhang and Brother Ouyang are older, both senior coaches in the door, and the two clasped their fists towards Luo Sheng:

　　 "Sorry, I didn't have time to save the two younger brothers."

　　 "No one would have thought of this happening. The three seniors who arrived in time have saved us all."

　　 Luo Sheng was relieved, and quickly said to the three seniors:

　　 "I'll leave it to the three senior brothers, and I will go to command the disciples to retreat with the Jindan senior brothers and nephew."

　　The Golden Core disciples exited in an orderly manner, each returned to the responsible area, and commanded the disciples to prevent a new ghost.

　　On Jianping, only Xiao Ran, Chu Yan and three Yuan Ying coaches.

　　 Chen Yingxing patted Xiao Ran on the shoulder.

　　 "You go too."

"I?"

　　 Xiao Ran frowned.

　　Which option one the sword bearer said?

　　 Chen Gongxing Road:

"The last time it was just a theoretical assessment, it shows that I did not misunderstand the person. You are indeed a talented swordsman, but you are only refining qi. Before you go to the battlefield, if you die here, you will be there in three days. I died at the peak of the sword."

　　 Xiao Ran shook his head calmly, feeling that Chen Yingxing had underestimated You Ming.

　　 "We are already on the battlefield."

　　 The two Yuan Ying elders coached, and they didn't even put Nether in their eyes.

　　 "Bo Yunzi is watching from the top of the mountain. If it is really dangerous, you will be saved by taking the risk of using the thunder. Relax your mind, it's a trial."

　　 Xiao Ran smiled helplessly:

　　 "Netherworld won't give me a trial."

　　 After the words were finished, he slashed out with a sword, even if it was driven by spiritual power, the sword power was superimposed on layers, and howling like a dragon, it was still quickly swallowed by Nether.

　　 The sword that killed Ye Fan in seconds was just a fart in front of Netherworld.

　　 "This Nether is not the same. His white eyes can change shape, and his tentacles are too thin and too many. When the two work together, they will draw spiritual power at a strange hypnotic speed, and may evolve like a snowball."

　　 The older brother Ouyang stroked his mustaches:

　　 "Don't be alarmed, Nether is also a creature, I can't deal with a golden core Nether after waiting for three Nascent Soul monks?"

　　 The three of them flashed, forming a horn-cutting force, enclosing Nether in the middle.

　　 "Sanmai is really free from fire!"

　　 The yellow flames of the Three Nascent Soul Realm spouted out, burned towards Nether, and merged into white flames on Nether.

　　 Nether was quickly burned to ashes, and in a blink of an eye he climbed up in the ashes, and re-condensed the shape of a sunflower.

"Ok?"

　　 What's even more incredible is that Nether actually absorbed the power of the Nascent Soul in the flame and quickly upgraded to Nascent Nether!

　　 The three were shocked.

"How can it be!"

　　 "What kind of ghost is this?"

　　 Maybe it is the Great Emperor Nether!

　　 Xiao Ran thought so.

　　 This Ye Fan incarnation of the Nether, seems to have the resources of the Great Emperor in the Nether, infinitely attracting spirits, constantly reborn in death, evolving...

　　 There are usually only two ways to deal with Netherworld.

　　 The first type is to cast a ranged spell with high spiritual pressure to suppress Nether's physical body by exceeding the upper limit of Nether's absorption of spiritual power.

　　 It's a pity, the samādhi who managed to win the ticket really got out of the fire and failed.

　　 Next, there is only the second option-close-up sword fighting, physical superpower.

　　 Chen Yingxing, the best swordsman among the three, has a flash of figure.

　　 stepped closer to Netherworld, and slashed with a sword.

　　 It's Yuanying to Yuanying now!

　　 Even though Chen Jingxing had a solid body and first-rate swordsmanship, it was difficult to win quickly. He was quickly entangled by the thick limbs and fell into a hard fight.

　　 Cut open the tentacles with a sword, and the tentacles immediately grow out in place...

　　 The speed of swinging the sword can't keep up with the growth rate of the limbs. If it weren't for Chen's solid bodywork and stepping in the blind zone of the limbs, people would have disappeared.

　　 Seeing this, the two elders realized the seriousness of the problem. They were old and had negligence in their physical skills, and they went up for nothing, so they looked up and shouted:

　　 "This is not the Netherworld that I and the Yuanying monk can solve, Brother Chen can't die, but Brother Bo Yunzi, speed down the thunder to kill this Nether!"

　　 The main peak array eye.

　　 Bo Yunzi sat cross-legged, fell silent, unable to make a decision for a while.

　　 Jianping, behind the two old men, Xiao Ran, who has been treated as air, led Chu Yan to the front of the two.

　　 "Wait!"

　　 Xiao Ran felt that the humanoid Nether who appeared on Jianjian Peak yesterday might be related to this Nether.

　　 When the Nether saw the strong, he judged the situation and ran away.

　　 And this Netherworld's predecessor, Ye Fan, is also an old Yinbi. In the previous battle ~www.ltnovel.com~ deliberately slumped with a rock wall to lure him into breaking into the black tower.

　　 Therefore, the sun flower in front of you is ghostly, it may be smarter than everyone thinks, and it may be trapped!

　　 If outside the guarding mountain formation, high-ranking Nether is lying in ambush at this moment, once the thunder blasts, revealing flaws, high-ranking Nether taking advantage of the vacancy, the master is not there, the head of Mianxiu, Zongzhishan may be destroyed.

　　 But Chen Jingxing has fallen into a hard fight, and his life is in danger at any time. The real person Yinyue is still on the way, and she is not good at fighting...

　　 The situation is urgent and there is no more delay. Xiao Ran has a plan now and coaches the two old men:

　　 "I beg you two seniors to protect me here, beware of Nether raids, and give me a hundred breath time."

　　 At this point, the two coaches no longer dare to rely on the old and sell the old.

"Great."

　　 Xiao Ran immediately said to the Chu Yan behind him:

　　 "You give me dantian spiritual power."

　　 Chu Yan was slightly startled, and reminded in a low voice:

　　 "Can you stand the spiritual power of the Golden Core Realm?"

　　 Xiao Ran is speechless, when is this, still thinking about such small things!

　　 "Why didn't you ask me if you pressed me under your body last night?"

　　 The two coaches' old faces became stiff, and they couldn't keep up with the young people's thinking for a long time.

　　 Chu Yan's face was not red, and his heart was not beating. Standing behind Xiao Ran, his palms gathered spirit.

　　 She doesn't have to bend down, her palm is exactly the back of Xiao Ran's Dantian.

　　 With the palm of his hand, a majestic classic realm spirit power burst into Xiao Ran's sea of ​​anger!

　　 "Puff——"

　　 Xiao Ran didn't stand up, a mouthful of blood spurted out, gritted his teeth and settled.

　　 "You should be gentle, OK?"

"okay."

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