The vast sea of clouds is on the unfolded Jiuyou map.

A terrible beast with a length of nearly 100 feet, like a python, is perched here.

Call——

The source demon son, who turned into a body, opened his big mouth in a blood basin, like a black hole vortex, absorbing the dead gas of the yellow spring in a crazy huff and puff, so as to restore his own state and make a sound.

In front of him, there was a fist sized, yellow bead floating all over him, rotating constantly.

Among the beads, there are soul Shadows breaking one after another. At the same time, there are pure energy coming out of them and pouring into the huge body of the source demon son.

This is the golden spring pearl refined by the skill he practiced. It can refine the power of living souls.

After a long time, Huang Quanzhu suddenly stopped rotating.

"The soul is exhausted." the source demon son said to himself.

He made waves in the burial ridge, and all the souls he collected have been refined by him.

"If you have more souls, you can take advantage of this opportunity to break through to the fifth grade," Yuan demon son said bitterly, "damn sword sect."

"It's a pity that there are so many souls in forgetting the river, but they can't see or eat." Yuan demon son thought of it with some pity.

In his perception, there are endless souls flowing downstream in the flowing forgetting river below.

If he can capture these souls, what is a mere five grades? Why bother to design in every way in the burial ridge just to collect the souls of ordinary people?

But his father, Yuan demon king, once warned him very seriously that there was no problem in absorbing the dead breath of the yellow spring, but the soul in forgetting the river was absolutely not allowed to touch it

If he moves, even if he is just a living soul, the source demon king will not be able to protect him at that time.

The source demon son clearly remembers the tone of the source demon king when he said this, which has never been solemn and serious.

Bapin's big demon king can't keep him. It can be seen that there must be great terror. Therefore, even if there is another commotion in his heart, he can only restrain the commotion in his heart.

The source demon son, who has completely recovered his peak state, no longer thinks much and opens his eyes.

WOW!

The rolling yellow spring around him died, all of which were folded into his body and disappeared.

"Roar!"

The source demon son roared through the silent yellow spring.

He gently shook his body nearly a hundred feet long, like two lanterns, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

After all the injuries healed, the source demon son had some other thoughts in his heart.

"It has been the past five days since I entered the world of the yellow spring. I have recovered my peak state by the dead spirit of the yellow spring. The sword repair is now estimated to be in despair that my blood and Qi are constantly disappearing." Yuan demon son muttered to himself.

Ji Chuan's face reappeared in his mind, as well as the fear brought to him by Ji Chuan's sword.

As the son of the source demon king, he is endlessly spoiled by the source demon king.

The source demon king even protected him with yellow spring magic tools and Jiuyou maps.

Since he was born, he was the supreme existence in the source. The four big six demon kings had to be polite when they saw him.

Ji Chuan, a monk in Yuanying territory, was prepared to kill him!

"Under the erosion of the dead spirit of the yellow spring, the sword repair should be very weak now.

In the yellow spring, my strength has increased compared with that in the human world. With such changes, that sword repair will never be my opponent again. "

The source demon son thought fiercely, "it's too cheap for them to die so simply under the erosion of the dead spirit of the yellow spring.

It would be wonderful if we could find these two swords and kill them ourselves to vent our anger! "

Roar!

Thinking like this, the source demon son was awe inspiring.

He put away the Jiuyou map, swayed in a flash, swam in the sea of faint yellow clouds, and roared angrily from the bottom of his heart.

The source demon son who lives in dignity has always been the one who will repay the vengeance.

He has decided to set off to find Lu Qingshan and Ji Chuan, who were brought to the yellow spring world by his crossing skills, in order to avenge his near death.

"Two small sword practitioners, relying on the power of the sword sect, are so presumptuous to me. Don't let me find you two, or I will make you look good!"

What he didn't expect was

It's good-looking. He doesn't need to find it at all. It's already delivered to the door by himself

When he was about to move, he didn't know where he came from or where he started. A sense of killing suddenly burst out and filled his whole soul.

In the yellow spring, it was originally dark and yellow. It was gloomy all day. There was no big day.

But at this moment, the source demon son seemed to see a red sun. He felt that all the gods and spirits were gone, and the inexplicable horror suddenly came into being.

In fact, he hasn't responded to the specific situation yet. This horror emotion is generated by his subconscious mind.

It was a flash of sword light transformed by flying sword, red and gorgeous sword light.

The meaning of the sword is like the wind of the sword, rolling like spring thunder.

The sword Qi is as thick as a dragon. It rises from the ground and comes into being suddenly.

In the light of the sword, there is a cold awn, as bright as the rising sun.

In the process of flying the flying sword, there is a sound of wind and thunder from the inside. It is as urgent as electricity and disturbs all the yellow clouds, making the sea of clouds yellow and rippling. People can't see the sky or the earth.

It's like a sword outside the sky.

Hundreds of feet away, in front of this flying sword, it is just like the transition of flying stars. Lightning flashes through the clouds and arrive in an instant.

The source demon son just found the sword. He could only spit out a breath of death in a hurry to resist the power of flying sword.

The next breath, full of red light and cold.

A repressive force from the blood and other levels was born out of thin air.

It was as if a black dragon came at him.

This flying sword ignored all the dead breath of the yellow spring, and the cold awn instantly extinguished everything and disappeared into the head of the source demon son, which was bigger than the hill.

A deafening sound of dragon and Phoenix came from his head.

Then, the sword Qi burst in the head of the source demon son, dispersed into thousands of sword Qi, and burst out.

In a moment, it is to destroy all the vitality of the source demon son.

His huge demon body appeared in thousands of holes, from which the sword light like the rising sun was emitted.

Before losing the last trace of consciousness, a figure appeared in the lantern like eyes of the source demon son.

That's the victim who urged the flying sword.

Is a figure he has always regarded as an addition.

Lu Qingshan.

"Sword repair......" the source demon son uttered a pathetic cry.

He had just died from Jichuan sword, but he didn't expect that just five days later, he would be planted under Lu Qingshan sword he never cared about.

I can really hide from the first day of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth day.

A few more moments ago, I seemed to be ready to take the initiative to find these two swords for revenge.

Funny, funny!

Immediately, the whole body of the source demon son was torn and disintegrated into countless fragments, which burst into pieces in the sky.

Among them, there is an invisible and faint aura, which flies out of it, about to fly to Lu Qingshan, directly integrate into Lu Qingshan's body, and finally return to forgetting the river contained in Lu Qingshan's Yuanying.

That is the power of the living and dead of the source demon son captured by forgetting Chuan.

…………

The Dragon finch circled back and disappeared into Lu Qingshan.

On "vengeance must be rewarded", who in the world can compare with sword cultivation?

Isn't it good to stay in the source? Do you have to cooperate with the local government to make waves?

There is an immortal father of the source demon king. If he doesn't take the initiative to die, won't he be happy?

It's uncomfortable to be a demon?

Looking at the source demon son turned into blood fog, Lu Qingshan was awe inspiring.

What he knows is always simple.

The sword cultivates one breath, and only when the breath is smooth can it be comfortable.

Since someone wants to kill him, he will no longer have such a noble status. If he kills him, he will not think about the bad consequences, nor will he think about the so-called way of doing things to teach a lesson in exchange for greater benefits.

He wants to kill me. I'm better than him.

So he has to die.

It's that simple.

There is a tiger in the heart. Although you can smell the roses, your eyes have no gullies!