Feng Wuchen never dreamed that after being brutally tortured by the Nine-Headed Saint, he seemed to be desperate, but he got a blessing in disguise. Not only did he control the divine power of Yin and Yang, but he also got rid of the difficult Guiyuan Miasma.

Feng Wuchen sensed the restless yin and yang power in his body, and his eyes were full of eagerness to try.

He was very curious, now that he has this power, whether he can fight against the Nine-Headed Saint!

At this time, Luya Sanren called out softly: "Niu'er!"

"Mou!"

The green cow didn't know where it came from, and walked up to the two of them unhurriedly.

"Sit on the back of this green bull, it will take you out of this situation..."

Feng Wuchen climbed onto the cow's back and immediately asked: "Senior! How can I find senior in the future?"

When asked, Lu Ya Sanren smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Remember! After today, you and I will never meet each other. Even if you see this skin in the future, you have to understand that it is not an old way..."

"What?"

Before Feng Wuchen could ask further questions, the old Taoist had already gently patted the cow's butt.

"Go for it!"

The green bull seemed slow, but in fact it was a thousand steps forward.

Moreover, after stepping out of the countryside, his figure skyrocketed, and in an instant, he suddenly became three hundred feet tall.

Standing on the back of the green ox, looking at the distant paradise, Feng Wuchen pondered Lu Yasanren's last words, with mixed feelings in his heart.

After thinking to no avail, the green bull entered the endless black mist again.

When he was bored, Feng Wuchen entered the Yuanling realm.

But in that courtyard, after a night of practice, the cultivation levels of several girls had skyrocketed, and they had all entered the ranks of the ninth level of the Tianzun Realm.

This shocked Feng Wuchen.

But at this time.

"call……"

Feng Laiyi was the first to collect her exercises, opened her eyes and stood up.

"Husband!"

"you

How did you break through so fast?"

Feng Laiyi said happily: "By the way, where did the old man come from yesterday? We sisters just had a bite of food each, and we all received great blessings..."

After saying this, the other women all woke up.

"Yin!"

Yue Qingyin thrust out her sword, but the sword energy was very different from before.

"Seven Sword Immortals!"

"Congratulations to Sister Qingyin for breaking through to the realm of Seven Cuts!"

"With our sisters' cultivation, we no longer need to stay in the Yuanling Realm all day in the future, and can fight side by side with our husbands!"

At this time, Jiang Qingcheng frowned again: "But Qingluo and Mingzhu still need someone to take care of them..."

Feng Laiyi smiled and said: "Sister, have you forgotten? Sister, have I practiced the Way of Incarnation? With my current level of cultivation, just one incarnation consumes me at a negligible level. I always keep one incarnation.

That’s the Yuanling realm!”

The girls were overjoyed: "This is so good!"

In fact, instead of staying in the Yuanling Realm unaware of the outside world and fearful, the girls would rather stay by Feng Wuchen's side.

It's just that before that, their cultivation was not good enough. Not only could they not be of help when encountering a strong enemy, but they would become a burden, so they had no choice but to compromise.

But now, all of them have reached the ninth level of Tianzun Realm. Even if they encounter top experts, they will not be completely helpless.

"Husband, let us out quickly! We haven't thanked that senior yet!"

Feng Wuchen smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid... I won't have this chance!"

"Why?"

"Let's talk after we go out!"

"..."

Not long after Feng Wuchen left, Taoist Lu Ya changed back to his former self.

Like a farmer, he took the fishing rod and sat by the pond, sitting there in a daze.

But I don’t know how long I have been doing it, when suddenly.

A breeze blew, and two people wearing evil ghost masks came out of the black mist.

That is clearly the iconic look of Heng Daozhong.

"Tsk...Senior Lu Ya, your formation skills are getting better and better. If it weren't for divine calculation, we might not even be able to get in!"

However, Luya Sanren did not hear what was going on outside the window and remained motionless.

The people who came were none other than the Nine Heavenly Lords, Xuantian Lord Guice Muse and Biantian Lord Shen Shuang.

"Senior Lu Ya, do you know that your intervention like this can make all our arrangements go to waste..." .??.

Lu Ya Sanren then slowly raised his head and said calmly: "What? Do you want to kill him now?"

Guimou smiled and said: "Ha... That's not true, but I have no intention of letting him pass so easily! Anyway, since it is Senior Lu Ya who came forward, I will give you this face! However, now that the matter is done

, it’s time for you, Lord Yantian, to return to his position, right?”

After hearing this, Lu Ya Sanren's eyes flashed, and when he raised his eyes, a one-eyed mask with an evil ghost totem slowly appeared on his face.

At the same time, his cloth clothes were also transformed into the iconic robe of Heng Daozhong.

When he opened his lips, his voice became extremely cold, completely different from the kind old man before.

"The target appears?"

The fortune teller nodded: "Well... a few reckless people have appeared, it's time to prepare to close the net!"

"good!"

The moment Lu Yasanren nodded, his body gradually faded and disappeared into this paradise.

Guimou and Shensuan looked at each other and disappeared.

"..."

At the bottom of Guiyuan Lake,

I don't know, tens of thousands of feet down, there is an underground palace at the bottom of the lake.

Although the underground palace is cold and humid, there is no erosion from the lake, making it quite a cave.

At this moment, in the cave sky, Fang Xiaohan's whole body was soaked by the water of Guiyuan Lake, and bursts of black air were emitting from his whole body.

After he was swept into the bottom of the lake by the whirlpool that day, he drank an unknown amount of Guiyuan water, and his miasma was more than ten times worse than Feng Wuchen's.

"Ahem..."

After regaining some consciousness, he only felt excruciating pain all over his body. At the same time, the miasma kept rushing around in his body, making him miserable.

"Master... Is master dead? This isn't the underworld, is it?"

"Haha... If this is the underworld, then wouldn't this old man be the Lord of Hell?"

At this time, following an extremely hoarse voice, a half-disfigured face suddenly appeared in front of Fang Xiaohan.

"Ah! Ghost... ghost!"

"ah!"

Following this scream, Fang Xiaohan didn't know where the strength came from. He stood up like a carp and punched the man at the same time.

However, his body was seriously injured, so the punch was easily caught.

After catching his punch, the man suddenly brought the ugly face in front of Fang Xiaohan's eyes. At the same time, he opened his mouth, and a foul stench came from between the black teeth in his mouth.

"vomit……"

Fang Xiaohan couldn't care less about making a fuss for the moment, he was completely overcome by the stench and started to retching.

"Even if I was guilty while I was still alive, the worst possible outcome would be to put me in a frying pan... Why do you want to torture me like this?"

"Get into the frying pan? That will be an advantage for you, kid! Jiejie... the young people nowadays are so rude. I saved your life anyway. Not only did you not say thank you, but you even punched and kicked me. Damn it! Damn it!

!”
Chapter completed!