Supreme Demon God System

"Puff!"

Zhao Yi watched the blood evil bead penetrate into the old man of Mozhu, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"The power of this law, the stronger you use it, the greater the backlash."

Zhao Yi's head became extremely dizzy, and his eyes became even more dim. Zhao Yi bit the tip of his tongue directly, and the blood was all over his mouth, which made him feel sober.

"Roar!"

The blood evil spirit rushed into the body, the old man of Mozhu suddenly roared in pain, and the terrible evil aura continued to erupt, and Zhao Yi was the first to bear the brunt, constantly hitting him.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering blast resounded, and after a close contact, there was a **** mist sprayed out from the sky. Accompanied by an extremely unwilling scream, the whole land swept down in that terrible offensive and collapsed. Come on!

The earth collapsed, and a breath also weakened. At this moment, it actually seemed to dissipate...

Outside the collapsed earth, the old man of Demon Pillar, who was rushed into the body by the blood evil bead, was struggling crazily at this time, and a series of painful strange calls came out of his body, making people feel a deep chill.

There was also a touch of pain on the old man's face, and the palms of his hands were marked, suppressing the strange call, slowly refining the power of the blood evil in the body.

The whole blood-red world, at this moment, fell into a weird silence.

No one noticed that there was a **** figure in the huge pit, and the weak breath was quietly weakening until it disappeared...

Beixuanyu.

This huge area has become much colder after the tomb competition a few months ago. Many people will never forget the nightmare of that day.

Because when one of them got the treasure of a Wuzong-level senior, it was a trap.

Countless sects were destroyed at that moment, and at least 90% of those who entered were left there!

Although the people who survived came out with great opportunities, they didn't want to say much about what happened that day.

In a certain place in the North Spirit Academy, there is a quiet mountain range, faintly, there are many fierce beasts roaring, adding a bit of anger.

On the top of this mountain range, there are two figures lying on the lawn, looking very leisurely.

The two figures are a man and a woman. Between the two, they are slightly similar in appearance. They are obviously a pair of siblings.

The two figures, under the shining of the moonlight, also showed their faces. The man was Yan Ruochen and the girl was Yan Zhirou.

"The scenery today is pretty good."

Yan Ruochen slowly raised his head to look at the twinkling stars, and couldn't help laughing with emotion. Since Zhao Yi left, their brother and sister have become much quieter.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Zhao Yi..."

Regarding Yan Ruochen's feelings, Yan Zhirou didn't give him any face, as if he hadn't heard of it, staring at the beautiful stars in the sky tightly in a pair of beautiful big eyes.

"It's Zhao Yi again..."

Yan Ruochen on the side obviously heard Yan Zhirou's self-talk. Since returning from that mausoleum, Yan Zhirou has been like a different person, and the girl named Ye Zixin said goodbye.

"Huh!"

At this time, in the mid-air, a bright star suddenly became dimmed at this time. Soon, under Yan Zhirou’s slightly uneasy beautiful eyes, it quietly swiped towards the bottom, which seemed to represent a life. Is passing...

Yan Zhirou stared at the stars in the night sky tightly, not knowing what was going on, she felt a little uneasy in her heart inexplicably.

"Brother Zhao Yi...you must come back safely."

...

"Are you going to die?"

A thought reverberated in a certain space, and he wandered around, looking around in confusion.

A group of images continued to pass through Zhao Yi's mind, there were sunspots fighting side by side, Ye Zixin who needed his protection, and Yan Zhirou who was willing to pay for him silently.

"No... I can't die!"

It seemed to see the scene where Ye Zixin was refined into a pill and swallowed, a pain that surpassed life and death, immediately spread from his heart.

The vague consciousness quietly echoed in his mind, but Zhao Yi had nothing to do with it. Now he can't move at all, let alone wake up and recover.

"Zhao Yi, if you don't refine a good body for me, I won't forgive you."

While Zhao Yi was waiting desperately for his life to completely pass, a slightly helpless voice echoed in Zhao Yi's mind. The dark power came out of his body, facing Zhao Yi's fuzzy flesh and blood, gently Into the package.

"Venerable Demon..."

The corners of Zhao Yi's fuzzy mouth stretched out a weak smile, as if he heard Zhao Yi's cry, the demon prince sighed softly, using the secret method, desperately saving Zhao Yi's life.

I don’t know how long it has passed. The old man with the magic pillar who was cultivating suspended in the air suddenly burst into light at this moment. The spiritual power in his body, like the ocean, leaked out crazily, and the blood evil power around was alive. Was shattered away.

That power, extremely terrifying, has already surpassed the terrifying realm of Emperor Wu!

"No! That boy is in danger!"

The old man Mozhu then remembered Zhao Yi who helped him remove the blood evil force from his body.

The old man Mozhu slowly closed his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body, like an ocean, swept away from the surroundings, inspecting Zhao Yi's body.

"laugh!"

After a while, the closed eyes of Old Man Zhu also slowly opened, but at this time, his face became extremely weird.

The old man Mozhu didn't talk any nonsense, and with a wave of his big hand, the majestic spiritual power roared out of his body, like a vast ocean, facing the terrible pit, carefully peeking out.

The majestic spiritual power formed a tray at this time, directly supporting Zhao Yi's **** body, the terrible scene, it was unbearable to look directly.

"Tsk tusk... It's a terrible will, so you can still keep your last breath."

The old man Mozhu couldn't help but exclaimed. If he changed to someone else, he would be out of breath.

"Since there is still a breath... then I will never let you go."

The old man Mozhu obviously knew that this time could not be delayed, and every second he hesitated, Zhao Yi would endure terrible pain.

"Huh!"

The handprints of the old man Mozhu changed, and his majestic spiritual power wrapped up towards Zhao Yi with a bit of spiritual energy, and he actually recovered Zhao Yi's vague flesh and blood!

"Om!"

I don’t know how long it took, Zhao Yi sat in a round of spiritual power giant disk, with his breathing, the pure spiritual power in that spiritual power giant disk turned into a white light, swept along Zhao Yi’s breath Entering the body, he slowly recovered from the serious injury.

Although Zhao Yi was recovering from the injury in his body like this, the strength was too pure and powerful, and the spiritual power that couldn't move in his body also increased at this time as the pure spiritual power poured into his body.

"Come!"

When Zhao Yi's pale face began to flush with a touch of rosy, the old man of Mozhu also began to lose his ability, his handprints changed, and the spiritual power disc turned into a stream of light and swept into his body.

As the spiritual power disc swept into the body, the solid body became strangely transparent at this time.

"Youth, you can recover by yourself from now on."

The old man Mozhu smiled faintly, with a pair of tired eyes, looking at the deepest part of this blood-red world, where there seemed to be a peerless monster who was breaking free.

"This time I wake up... to clear you out of this world!"

The old man of Mozhu murmured softly, his eyes closed slowly, his handprints slightly changed, and the **** spirit around him crazily rushed into the man's body. He was once tortured by the **** spirit power. It's no longer threatening at all, but a great supplement!