Taking possession of his god, destroying his spirit, and taking his body for himself is to seize the body. Countless people practice Taoism throughout their lives, but they make wedding dresses for others. This result is even more uncomfortable than killing him, but Hou Bo met this time. And the culprit was the demon ancestor.

If you are shameless, you are really the number one person in the world. "Ye Tian looked at the heat waves in front of Chun, his tone was plain and without any slight waves, but the murderous aura in his eyes was unconcealed.

"It is a great blessing for him to be taken over by me. Only fools like you will think this is a bad thing, but I regard it as a fortune, Yao Bo's fortune." The Demon Ancestor's voice could not be heard, but he had his own majesty.

"You should die." Ye Tian's words were simple and straightforward.

"I've died, it's not good." The Demon Ancestor looked at Ye Tian and smiled proudly.

Be careful of sailing a ten thousand-year-old ship. This has always been one of the principles Ye Tian believed in this world, but today he decided to make an exception.

The Qingjue Chongyun Sword in his hand slowly raised it and pointed at the Demon Ancestor. He looked at him and his face was calm. When the breeze blew, the Demon Ancestor's hair gradually dissipated.

In addition to Ye Tian and the Demon Ancestor who were confronting each other, there were also people who were desperate to do so. There were many people who had heard of the Demon Ancestor, especially some existences in the Third Heaven.

No demon ancestor can see through this moment.

It is Ye Tian’s spiritual sense that is so powerful that it is scary that it still cannot.

But Ye Tian’s intention was very obvious. He just looked at his former friend and wanted to kill him at this moment.

It’s impossible not to kill. Just the moment you kill this person, your heart will be empty-minded.

Ye Tian feels a little ruthless and indifferent, but this is not the real Ye Tian. It is Ye Tian who was forced out to survive. No one wants to live like this.

Everyone envies. But it doesn’t work, it’s not possible for those who practice, and Ye Tian, ​​who practices, can’t work.

In the past, Ye Tian felt that he was not suitable for practicing, and even if he was forced to embark on this road, he still had this kind of desire, but it was just in the late night when people were quiet, rather than the downtown where people were surging.

However, Ye Tian was unhappy after all, especially after seeing the demon ancestor occupying Yao Bo's body, this unhappiness had reached its peak.

Only killing can calm all this down.

Ye Tian knew very well that such behaviors and ideas would damage the mind of Tao and even block the future path of cultivation. But he could no longer consider it. Only killing can be worthy of Yao Bo. Perhaps he can no longer be called Yao Bo at this moment, but he should be called the Demon Ancestor.

Only blood can be used to wash this confrontation, and the Demon Ancestor is not enough to pay tribute to Yao Bo if he does not die.

"Actually, there is no need for you to do this. We can be friends. Just like before, I will show you what is better to practice Taoism and what is the great way." The words of the Demon Ancestor sounded like a fart to Ye Tian.

Qing Jue rushed to the cloud sword and stabbed straight down at the demon ancestor. Soul ants flew out of the gourd on his body. This time, it was like a river flowing back, and all the attack methods rushed towards the demon ancestor regardless of their slightest attack.

"Since you want to die so much, I don't mind giving you a favor, but I still advise you to be kind and not press on every step." Ye Tian turned a deaf ear to the words of the demon star, and even felt disgusting. He didn't understand what he had learned after thousands of years of practice?

"Let me be gailiang? You are a thousand-year-old monster, so I should be kind in life? Are you confused?" Ye Tian's voice finally changed a little, but it was cold.

The demon ancestor's spiritual consciousness can only be driven out of the clan Bo's body if it is killed.

However, at this time, the Demon Ancestor spoke again: "As long as you help me completely occupy this body, I will help you become the human king." The Demon Ancestor's voice was unquestionable, and the feeling of oppression that was unquestionable made Ye Tian extremely annoyed.

"Bite is still a demon after all. Even if you live for tens of millions of years, you still don't understand people's hearts, let alone understand people's feelings." Ye Tian stopped saying more, and the sword in his hand replaced all words.

The Demon Ancestor's face immediately became cold: "You are just a little bit of your slightest practice, and you want to stop me? What skills do you have? Use them together." The Demon Ancestor's blood suddenly surged, like a mountain, like an angry wave, like a river and a sea.

Ye Tian knew the danger of this battle, so he had no room for action, but soon he discovered a problem: his attack had little effect on the Demon Ancestor.

At this moment, the demon ancestor was calm and composed as if leisure was traveling around the world. With his sleeves scattered, the journey of returning thousands of miles was completed in an instant.

However, the Demon Ancestor seemed to need to distribute a lot of energy to control his body at this moment, so he was a little powerless after a long time. He saw a colorful sprinkler suddenly shot out from the Demon Ancestor's hand. With the rumbling sound, a huge aperture was drawn towards Ye Tian.

However, as the colorful light overflowed, a large amount of cold air overflowed around, almost the earth became ice and the sky was frozen and cracked. Even the air creaked constantly, and a large amount of water vapor became snowflakes, heading towards the ground like a knife.

The living creature that had no time to dodge instantly exploded into blood mist and disappeared between heaven and earth.

As the temperature continued to drop, Ye Tian's body began to tremble involuntarily, and even the spiritual energy in his body began to slowly become slow. He had to call on the few fairy energy in his body to resist, but it had little effect. The sky slowly turned pink, red and pink until it became a blood-red color.

Two dark clouds that came from somewhere blocked the only source of light - the sun.

The sky was dark, and Ye Tian's body was covered with frost.

With the rumbling sound, two dark clouds in the distant sky burst out with two green lights, and an extremely huge black hole appeared in the horizon, and thousands of demons roared and surged out.

However, when Ye Tian's body touched a dark crack, it quickly disappeared.

When I woke up, all the scenes disappeared, only the still cold stone walls and the silent and terrifying quietness.

What Ye Tian didn't expect was that a wisp of the demon ancestor's soul actually had such a demonic power.

With his current Taoist practice, he has no chance of winning. If he hadn't been teleported back for no reason, he might have become the second Yao Bo.

When Ye Tian thought of Yao Bo, he felt a sense of depression in his heart.

But the desire for strength is raised again at this moment, which is the foundation for survival. Practicing Taoism without strength will only become a stepping stone for others. Yao Bo's strength is definitely among the monsters.

But even a wisp of the demon ancestor's soul could not resist, which was something he did not expect.

Although Yao Bo is a living person, Ye Tian is still willing to call him others.

Ye Tian gently moved his body to lean against the wall, and the cold touch made his brain clear.

However, the next moment, Ye Tian's body suddenly bounced up.

A little red light in the corner made Ye Tian's nerves tense instantly. His spiritual sense quickly arrived in front of the red light, but he saw a red jade slip of memory.

As the color of the memory jade slip deepens, the more images it can store. The current part can at least store images of dozens of people throughout their lives.

As Ye Tian touched his finger gently, the image gradually appeared in front of Ye Tian.

Ye Tian's curiosity was immediately attracted.

It turned out that what appeared in the image was the place he had almost forgotten - home.

Although it was ancient, the bustling scenes in the crowd made Ye Tian’s thoughts start to turbulent.

As the picture deepened, Ye Tian gently held the jade slip in his hand, but soon he discovered that this should be a picture of a person recording his life.

In the quiet space, each person and Jian look at each other quietly.

If anyone could see Ye Tian's expression at this moment, they would definitely see a strong yearning in his pupils, or that kind of thing was envy.

At this moment, Ye Tian felt like he was young and vigorous, just like all the boys of the same age.

But Ye Tian's spiritual consciousness did not relieve for a moment, but was just searching around him.

I want to discover even a little bit of anything related to the jade slip.

Perhaps the tense mind relaxed at this moment. Ye Tian was at the stall where he was about to withdraw his spiritual consciousness and saw a line of words on the stone wall above his head - I wanted to go back on the wind, and... home again!

The handwriting in the middle was already blurred, but Ye Tian felt that he could understand those things, but he was not sure whether the protagonist who wrote the words was the same as him at that time, and wrote these words with a strong sense of reluctance to explain the depression in Liao.

Just like the desert in the image, connected to the sky and the earth, the eyes were full of yellow sand, but a house quickly attracted everyone's attention, in fact, Ye Tian was at this moment.

Although the things in the image are taken out, Ye Tian seems to be extremely rich, because only he understands what kind of mood it feels like to watch the image.

The excitement and indescribable atmosphere in my heart are just like this when the wanderer returns home.

Even before he knew it, Ye Tian began to do various actions of the characters in the image until Ye Tian forgot where he was and where his heart was.

There was no possibility of it, but Ye Tian was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

Yes, he missed home.

Until the red light enveloped Ye Tian, ​​he still didn't move. At this moment, only the image on the jade slip was in his eyes, and nothing else could distract him.

The red light filled the space where Ye Tian was, and then gradually filled up. A house made of black rocks had no gaps, as if it was growing on the ground.

If Ye Tian knew the belonging of this place, he would definitely not be like this now.

Because this is a small world, it belongs to the Dong family.

Such changes are simply unexpected.

The scenes of images are carefully replayed in the jade slip of memory. At this moment, Ye Tian feels like he is walking in someone else's life.

...

There was no one on the road. Even the shopkeeper of the teahouse on the roadside was lying by the window, looking drowsy, with his right hand shaking the grass fan listlessly, his left hand habitually rubbing a copper coin, drooping his eyelids, and he fixedly watched as several ants on the sand pull a piece of grass pole.
Chapter completed!