Shen Liuyun had never seen such a smile before. Although there was a smile on his eyes and lips, there was also a lingering sadness.

He couldn't help but frown: "Are you okay?"

Ye Bingran's smile gradually stopped, as if he had completed a difficult task, and his face was only tired.

He shook his head lightly, but his figure shook violently. The sound of the sound of the sound hurriedly held him, and noticed that the spiritual energy around him became restless, and widened his eyes, "Are you going to break through?!"

The people who had fallen into silence before immediately became excited.

If the Sword Lord goes further, it will be at the realm of Transformation of Gods!

Lan Xiaosheng's face changed suddenly.

The most taboo thing is to break through. If you are not careful, you will fall into a place that will never be restored. At this moment, Nan Yaoquan is not good, and there are crowds around you. It is really not a good time to break through.

Someone must protect Ye Bingran.

He was about to rush there, but Nan Yaoquan raised his hand to stop him. "I heard that Taoist Jian Zhen is very concerned about the cultivation of his younger generations. Ye Bingran is about to break through. Will he not come out to protect him?"

Lan Xiaosheng looked like Hanshuang: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Nan Yaoquan smiled but said nothing. Seeing this, Ling Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and stretched out his hand to Su Baiche beside him.

This world is in a melee in an instant.

The heavy raindrops hit the head and face, and the sound of the sinking sound helped Ye Bingran sit down. The rain slid across his cheeks, his black eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was soaked that he could hardly open his eyes.

He looked around and Lan Xiaosheng, Ning Runxin and others were stopped by the demon cultivator, so he was the only one who protected the Dharma here.

Shen Liuxiang set up a barrier to cover Ye Bingran, and was about to add a few protections, but there was a person next to him.

In an instant, he felt a sense of creepy.

"I'll leave it to me."

The visitor was wearing a black satin robe, his long hair was meticulously tied with a jade crown, and his face was graceful. He raised his hand to impose a restriction on the barrier, isolating all noise outside.

"Master! Master is here!" The disciples of the Sword Sect were ecstatic, and the other monks also showed joy.

On the clear view of the cultivation world, the only Mahayana cultivator has arrived!

Nan Yaoquan's eyes were slightly condensed, and he stared at the figure standing on the eaves for a long time. He suddenly raised the corner of his lips and burst into laughter.

"Yu Fusheng, Yu Fusheng, it's interesting, it's really interesting. It's not in vain for me to mobilize many people in this trip."

Ling Ye had saved Su Baiche, and when he heard this, he looked at Taoist Jian Zhen, "What do you mean?"

"There are still things you don't understand in the world," Nan Yaoquan was surprised, and then said in an unknown way, "The foundation of the Sword Sect is in chaos, the cultivation world is insignificant, and I want to add another powerful general in the Demon World."

Ling Ye frowned and thought deeply.

"My purpose has been achieved," Nan Yaoquan turned to Su Baiche, "I have had enough fun outside, so I will go back to the Demon Realm with Brother Wei."

Su Baiche gritted his teeth and leaned against Ling Ye while glaring at him, wishing to cut him into pieces with his eyes.

What kind of Demon Lord is clearly a control crazier. He doesn’t want to return to the Demon Realm even if he dies!

Nan Yaoquan noticed his bad gaze, smiled and stretched out his hand to him slowly, "You came over and caught you with me, but the result was the same. The treatment you went back was different. I thought it through."

Su Baiche's body kept trembling, and there was a lot of ice in his eyes.

It was this feeling that he hated the most. If he could be stronger, how could he be so controlled!

Tong Xi was also panicked and shouted in his mind, "You can't leave with the Demon Lord, please hug Ling Ye tightly. The critical period is coming, you must be by your side!"

Su Baiche had a pale face. Even if he was reluctant, he reached out to grab Ling Ye's sleeve.

He was about to ask for help when a chuckle came from his ears, "Why doesn't Su Zhenren smell bad?"

Su Baiche's back felt cold.

Chen Liuxiang came here at some point. He raised his kick and kicked Su Baiche on the butt, kicked Li Lingye suddenly, and then rushed to Nan Yaoquan.

Everything happened unexpectedly.

Ling Ye turned his head and looked at his smiling junior brother. He couldn't speak for a long time, and everyone around him was even more stunned.

Lan Xiaosheng: "..."

This fool.

Even if you don’t like the other person, you shouldn’t take action in front of so many people.

Isn’t I afraid of losing the demographic in public?

Ling Ye gently stroked his forehead and sighed helplessly.

He reached out and pressed Shen Liuxiang's head, and his slender fingers penetrated into the thin and soft black hair, venting his anger, rubbed his long hair into a bird's nest.

Chen Liuxun, who thought he would be scolded, was stunned, and then he was stunned.

"Senior brother, don't move, you're going to be bald! You're going to be bald!"

Ling Ye: "Do you know you are wrong?"

Chen Liuxiang curled his lips, covered his messy hair, and moved to the side.

Su Baiche deliberately harmed him, but he just took a little revenge, so what's wrong? But on the surface he was depressed and said honestly: "I understand, senior brother."

The onlookers were still silent in the feat of Shen Liuxiang.

Ling Ye turned his head and stood tall. The night wind blew a little ripples on the corners of his clothes.

He suddenly clasped his fists and pretended to say, "Since that's the case, Brother Nan will take good care of Bai Che. I will come to the Demon Realm in person and pick him up."

Nan Yaoquan raised his eyebrows and realized it.

Ling Ye told everyone present as the Sect Master Qingling that he agreed to Su Baiche to go to the Demon Realm. Such a slump in the past would be no fault.

Furthermore, he and Nan Yaoquan were friends in the past, and everyone knows that they just think that they had a private deal.

Nan Yaoquan agreed and gave a lot of face: "I will naturally take good care of him."

Su Baiche's face turned pale, and the Demon Lord was pressed and unable to move. His eyes were staring at the sound of the sinking sound.

One day, kill him!

Tong Xi shouted in his mind: "Oh no! Oops! What should I do? I told you not to go to the Demon Realm. Now, if Zhou Xuanlan needs you and you are not here, how can you guide him in the future? It will be even more difficult!"

Su Baiche's eyes were even more chilling.

When Nan Yaoquan left, he asked again, "Where are you with me? The cultivation world will be in peace in the near future. For the sake of the adoptive father, in the demon world, I will always protect you."

Chen Liuxiang looked at Su Baiche who wrote "Nothing to Love" on his face next to him, laughed dryly, and raised his hand to make a gesture of asking for help.

"Go away, brother-in-law."

Seeing this, Nan Yaoquan stopped talking, and finally looked at Jian Zhen Taoist, with a meaningful smile on his face, leading the people in the Demon World to leave.

Yu Fusheng is the most respected person in the world of cultivation today.

Being possessed is ridiculous.

But these foolish people still can't see it, and they still follow him, and sooner or later they will be backfired.

The group of people in the Demon Realm retreated, and the tense string in everyone's hearts relaxed instantly, and the joy of rebirth after the disaster appeared on their faces.

Shen Liuxiang found a place to hide from the rain. His whole body was wet, his black hair was stuck behind his back, and the ground was wet by the water droplets from his robe.

He covered his mouth and sneezes, untied the storage bag, and tried to find a robe to put on it. There were so many things in the bag that he searched for, and after a while, he finally found a piece of clothing.

I took it out and saw it was a scarlet fox fur.

Last time in the bamboo forest, he was cold and Zhou Xuanlan put it on him.

Chen Liu looked around and saw no apprentice. He was usually the first to come to him.

He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, put on his fur coat, leaned alone on the side rail, and twisted up some wet melon seeds and started to eat them.

After slicing a handful of melon seeds, the surrounding spiritual energy returned to peace, and Ye Bingran had successfully entered the realm of Transformation of Gods.

He opened his eyes, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes.

Looking around, he disappeared from the previous person. Ye Bingran looked a little sad, and he stood up to salute Yu Fusheng, "Thank you for your help."

Yu Fusheng held his hand behind him, and the night wind blew, and his sleeves flew: "You have just entered the realm of Transformation of Gods and your spiritual power is unstable. Go back and adjust it first, and leave the outside affairs to your master and uncle to deal with."

Ye Bingran nodded slightly, looked at a corridor, and turned around and left.

Yu Fusheng followed his sight, his eyebrows moved slightly, his wide sleeves shook, and appeared in front of the young man in a blink of an eye.

"You are Zhong Qing's little apprentice."

Shen Liuji was frightened by the person who suddenly appeared. For some reason, every time he saw Yu Fusheng, he would always be frightened, as if he was subconsciously afraid.

After calming down, he saluted and said, "Greetings to the Taoist Jian Zhen."

Yu Fusheng said nothing and stepped forward and pressed his shoulder.

The sound of Shen Liuji felt a cold spiritual power rushing into his body, his whole body hurt, and his face turned pale.

At this time, Ling Ye appeared and bowed, "Taoist."

Yu Fusheng stopped and looked at him: "Last time you told me that your junior brother was hit by a demon poison that no one can solve. I don't believe it yet. It seems that it is not a false statement now."
To be continued...