Chapter 326

Speaking, he came to himself for the first time, and at the end of his death, his whole mood.

Feng Yu sealed Su Yan's body in a huge ice cellar.

She was given elixir to make the body immortal.

He held her, day by day, day by day.

Like illness, like madness, like madness.

Su Yan was floating in the air, and accompanied him, listening to what he said, watching his desperate madness.

The expression on her face didn't fluctuate, but sometimes her hands were gently clenched, loosened and clenched.

This company is a hundred years.

In the fifth year.

There is a rumor in the circle of immortality cultivation that "there is a magic pill, which can gather spirits of thousands of people to refine and lead thousands of people's blood. It can bring back the dead."

And this word, spread to the ear of Feng Yu.

From then on, the whole world of immortality ushered in a hundred years of darkness disaster.

The spirits of these ten thousand people have requirements. They must be cultivation above the golden age.

What kind of scene is purgatory on earth?

What is the scene of experiencing unprecedented joy and hell like suffering?

In the tenth year, there was a kind of skill in the cultivation of immortals.

You can quickly improve your accomplishments, and let the newly introduced cultivator enter the golden elixir period within three years.

And there is no side effect.

Start with the first person and find that there are no side effects. Go to the second, the third and the fourth.

Since there is a shortcut, who would like to practice for decades?

Soon, the whole world of immortality seemed to fall into a frenzy.

It lasted five years.

In the 15th year, the disaster of the world of immortality came.

Those who practice this skill die in batches.

It's almost the same way to die. It's all about gold pills being dug to death.

Such a thing makes people panic.

But the number of people who practice is still increasing.

Ten years passed, another ten years passed, another ten years passed.

In the 60th year, tens of thousands of gold pills were finally collected by Fengyu.

At this time, Fengyu had long lost the appearance of being as noble and cold as an immortal.

He took off his white coat.

In a black suit, it's still that face.

Mingming is still that person, but the Phoenix metaphor after 60 years is cruel and cruel. Even with a smile, it always makes people's legs and bellies tremble, and they dare not approach one step.

At this time, the demon cult has fallen into his hands.

With an absolutely arrogant attitude, unlimited expansion.

Demon cultivation, Qing cultivation, no matter what kind of cultivation, as long as it's not the people in the demon sect, kill.

No one dares to approach the place where Fengyu stands within ten meters of the heart shaking slaughter.

His master once said that if one day he fell into a devil, it would be a disaster in the world of immortality.

Now, his master is really right.

He is a disaster. Where he goes, there is a river of blood.

When, in the 100th year.

Thousands of gold pills and thousands of painstaking efforts have been collected.

He used thousands of people's hard work as a drug guide, and used thousands of gold pills to refine it.

It's crazy.

The day of medicine refining.

What a disaster.

After all, the existence of such ferocious violation of heaven's way is absolutely intolerable.

He defied heaven's calamity.

For Yu Fengyu, it doesn't matter whether you die or live.

Su Yan is dead. He has nothing to be nostalgic about this world.

Su Yan, a soul-shaped man, follows Feng Yu's side, witnessing his step-by-step madness, killing and crazy actions.