Chapter 675

"Oh, it's really interesting. The great devil cultivation has to disguise as a righteous disciple to cross the robbery. We seldom see such a scene!"

This is, the real body of the devil king Jiuyou appears?

Su Qinghuan was surprised. Because of the remaining emotions of the original owner, the experiences of being imprisoned in the demon palace and being forcibly picked up by the other party with a celestial cover were played back and forth in his mind.

A kind of uncontrollable fear and disgust filled out from her bones, and the white fairy Zun looked calm. Even the knuckles of her fingers holding the whip couldn't help turning white.

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System 233 sees Su Qinghuan like this, and knows that it is not just the fear brought by the original body. After all, with the cultivation of Jun jiuyouhua's divine grade products, except for some old monsters, this demon saint can really be called the first person in canglan continent today.

With Jun Jiuyou's divine insight, it's not difficult to see that Su Qinghuan, like Ye Bingqing, is also a scale free body of colored glass.

I'm afraid that Jun Jiuyou is now eager to dredge the power of pure Yang fire in his body. Whether it's a glass scale-free body or two glass scale-free bodies, more is just a matter of helping him in the snow.

No matter how many top-grade cauldrons are collected for him, as long as the strength is lower than him and there is no resistance, the other party wants to take them away.

……

System 233 couldn't help comforting Su Qinghuan.

"Host, in fact, you don't have to be too flustered. Maybe the evil Lord of the demon family doesn't come from the real body? After all, there are tens of millions of monks who turn into gods. It's not so difficult for them to simulate a split body."

"Tong'er, what you think is really naive. Even if it's not the real body, it's just the difference between being caught on the spot and being remembered as Tang Monk's meat, which may be caught at any time."

"Host, although it's like this, at least, it's better to escape and upgrade more time than to be forcibly captured in the past as a furnace now?"

Su Qinghuan's scalp was numb at the thought of being forced to pick and mend his original body in the demon palace.

Although that Jun Jiuyou doesn't disdain to go to battle and double repair of the original body in person, it is indeed the simplest way for the furnace tripod, but it is also a double destruction of the heart and body.

But this doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt to be picked and mended by someone with a scalp cover. After all, the devil has no meaning to pity and cherish jade. In the face of such a beautiful beauty, he doesn't see any good face of the other party, let alone light his hand. Anyway, his whole body is burning like fire.

Because all the pure Yang spiritual power of Jun Jiuyou poured into the eight meridians of the original body, and no one comforted her. Then Jun Jiuyou only took the original body as an antidote. Where would he want to make the original body feel better.

And this extreme physical pain is just enough. Even if Jun Jiuyou is not interested in the unparalleled beauty of the original body, it does not mean that those incorruptible minions in the demon world are not interested.

The original body was already very weak at that time. After being picked and supplemented several times, it soon fell into the golden elixir period. If the original body didn't escape in time later, I'm afraid that once the cultivation was reduced to the foundation period, even a few people in the demon family who looked at the gate would be eager to try and want to change some thoughts on the original body.

It's just that the use value of the original body at that time hasn't been completely exploited by Jun Jiuyou. If the original body loses the value of being picked and supplemented by Jun Jiuyou, I'm afraid it's not as good as a handmaid of mortal tea move.

After all, people in the demon world have no sense of respecting women. They can even share with spiritual monks.

Just like Hua wanwan, she is only 16 or 17 years old. Because she is strong enough, there are not too few male furnace tripods in her harem for picking and mending.

In the so-called cultivation world where life is like a dream, only ordinary people feel envious. In fact, if you look carefully, you will know that there are many rotten things like crucian carp crossing the river, which is not better than ordinary people.

Even because this is a jungle law society where the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle, there are no real commandments at all, and it is easier to breed some dark sides that should not be.

As long as your strength is strong enough, the people who want to stop you will become more vulnerable.

Just like Yan Hanzhou in the later period, he sacrificed his blood to the whole canglan continent. Don't other monks in canglan continent want to resist?

They also complained and died in peace, but they didn't have the strength to rival Yan Hanzhou.

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Su Qinghuan thought so, and his face unconsciously showed a worried look.

She raised her eyes to the sky. Thunder clouds rolled over the sky, and the clouds blocking the sun made Su Qinghuan unable to see Yan Hanzhou clearly.

I hope Yan Hanzhou is lucky to survive this disaster.

And her disaster has arrived now.

Almost the next second Su Qinghuan moved back to his sight, he saw the broken space from the previous laughter, the wave disappeared in an instant, and the strong power of God came around.

The people standing near Su Qinghuan felt the terrible power and couldn't help taking a breath. Even some small friars who couldn't carry it vomited blood.

There are many disciples of other schools of Qingyun sect, which can be called the elite of the next generation.

Seeing the tragedy of those disciples, Su Qinghuan suddenly frowned.

As the Yuanying peak leader of Qingyun sect, she and the elder Shen Pingchuan of Jingxin valley are the highest among the orthodox friars. If they don't stand up to protect the posterity at the moment, they are afraid that their hearts will be damaged.

The people of the demon clan are not even willing to restrain this pressure?

Su Qinghuan glanced at elder Shen, who was sweating on the forehead of Jingxin Valley, and saw that he even retreated behind some golden elixir disciples without trace. The immortal in white immediately despised him.

But it's no use blaming others at this time. Su Qinghuan arched his hands and shouted at the place where the original space was broken.

"I don't know where the Master arrived? Since the Qi field is so famous, why should you hide your head and show your tail?"

"If you want to come out and see me, please restrain your authority and act cautiously."

There was another burst of laughter in the air.

"What if I don't want to restrain? For hundreds of years, I've never seen a friar who dictates to me."

Su Qinghuan frowned, his voice neither humble nor loud.

"With all due respect, Mr. Su, you are suspected of bullying the small with such momentum."

"You may as well suppress friars Su and other Yuanying in your aura, but there are even foundation building disciples present. You are so aggressive. Have you considered the feelings of the younger generation?"

As soon as Su Qinghuan's voice fell, the wild male voice became more and more rampant.

"Why should we consider the feelings of those mortal ants?"

Su Qinghuan turned the whip into a sword and insisted on the magic weapon proudly.

"If you insist on bullying the small with the big, although Su's cultivation is far inferior to your excellency, you are willing to fight for our Qingyun sect disciple!"