Chang Jiuzhou was roaring and moaning, his dantian was destroyed, and his fairy energy was leaking out, and he could not use it for him, let alone the Cang Lei Liuyan who resisted Yan Ning.

The huge evil ghost of Yin Fire lost the support of Chang Jiuzhou's fairy energy and also let out a painful whine, and then turned into a ball of black gas and dissipated.

Without the threat of the evil ghost of Yin Fire, Yan Ning suddenly felt a surge of confidence. His hands tightly grasped Chang Jiuzhou's arm, and the huge force even made his fingers deeply sink into Chang Jiuzhou's flesh!

Chang Jiuzhou, who was wrapped in the Cang Lei Ryu Flame, was frightened by the scene in front of him and his face was bloodless.

"Let me go!" Yan Ning roared, and forced himself to break Chang Jiuzhou's arm, and landed on the ground with Chang Jiuzhou's arm!

It was finally difficult to escape from Chang Jiuzhou's hands, but Yan Ning had no time to breathe. He landed on the ground, like a dragonfly, his body turned into a stream of light and hit Chang Jiuzhou's body hard!

The huge force hit Chang Jiuzhou and retreated repeatedly. Zhuang Xiaoya quickly pulled the sword and left, but Yan Ning touched her body, her fist covered with the Cang Lei Ryu flame, and it hit Chang Jiuzhou in the face!

"Stop, stop me!" Chang Jiuzhou shouted in pain, covering his face.

"I respect you as a senior, so I called you "Master". I never thought that you were so arrogant and wanted to take over my body. How could I keep you?" Yan Ning shouted angrily.

Chang Jiuzhou's body was like a dam that had been blown up, with a majestic fairy spirit pouring out. Standing beside Chang Jiuzhou, the fairy spirit was even a little higher than standing next to the Bodhi tree.

And all these fairy auras were absorbed by Yan Ning!

Chang Jiuzhou said angrily: "You are just a half-immortal realm. I am a dignified fairy. Can you kill me?!"

Yan Ning sneered, and he had already seen it: "If you were a real immortal, from the moment I entered the cave, you might have taken away my body!"

Chang Jiuzhou's face darkened.

Yan Ning said it well.

Although he Chang Jiuzhou is a celestial immortal, it was already thousands of years ago. Over the past few thousand years, he has not only not improved in his cultivation, but has retreated a lot. Even a celestial immortal cannot achieve true immortality. Ten thousand years later, his body has decayed and his soul is almost dry. Although his realm is still in a celestial immortal, his true strength is probably the peak of the earth immortal.

Chang Jiuzhou's body has rotted like a rotten wood. Otherwise, the most important dantian of the immortal would not have been penetrated by Zhuang Xiaoya's sword!

Many reasons combined to make the situation happen today. If the person sitting on the throne today is not Chang Jiuzhou, but Baili Xiaofeng or Xiezhen, Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya will already be a cold corpse.

"Even if I go backwards, you are not something that you are a mere junior!" Chang Jiuzhou shouted unwillingly.

"Yeah?"

Yan Ning's eyes were cold. He had a sympathy in the past when he treated those who wanted to kill him, but since he merged with Shuli's soul, Yan Ning had never given them one way to go in the face of the enemy.

That's death!

"Fire Dragon Art!"

Yan Ning put away Kunwu's sword, and with a thought, the Cang Lei Lantern Flame turned into a fire dragon, surrounding his right arm. With a roar, Yan Ning's fist burst out, and the fire dragon also flew out of Yan Ning's fist, which instantly increased dozens of times, swept towards Chang Jiuzhou with teeth and claws!

When Chang Jiuzhou saw this scene, he had no intention of resisting, so he turned around and ran out of the cave!

"Where to go!"

Zhuang Xiaoya was blocking outside the cave, and her fairy aura was filled with her body, exuding a faint murderous intent.

Chang Jiuzhou was attacked from both sides and was anxious. Yan Ning didn't dare to give him any chance. He quickly flew forward and the Kunwu sword pierced through his dantian again!

"You!! Do you dare?!" Chang Jiuzhou screamed in pain.

Yan Ning pulled out the Kunwu sword and kicked Chang Jiuzhou at the fire dragon with one kick. He looked at the peak of a former immortal who was swallowed by the fire dragon little by little.

Even he himself did not expect the result to be like this.

Who would have thought that the peak of the celestial immortals in the past has now become like this?

Who would have thought that Chang Jiuzhou would take Yan Ning's body regardless of his fellow disciples?

Who would have thought that Bodhi tree was just a trap, a huge scam set up by Chang Jiuzhou over the years.

The fire dragon slowly dissipated, and Chang Jiuzhou's body had reached its peak and was roasted into a piece of coke.

He stood beside the throne, staring at Yan Ning with his empty eyes.

"I...I'm not dead? Hahaha, I'm not dead!" Chang Jiuzhou laughed to the sky. Every time the corner of his mouth twitched, the scorched meat on his face fell off a layer, looking extremely disgusting.

Yan Ning sighed, walked forward slowly, and kicked Chang Jiuzhou in the chest.

Chang Jiuzhou took a few steps back and felt a pain in his back. He looked down and three or four sword blades were pierced from his chest.

This is the throne he has been lying on for thousands of years. These sharp broken swords are the unjust souls he killed in Chang Jiuzhou.

A trace of blood flowed out of Chang Jiuzhou's mouth and dripped on the throne. He said with great regret: "You... are you Lu Qiuyan's disciple?"

"Yes." In fact, Yan Ning told Chang Jiuzhou his identity from the beginning. I believe that with Chang Jiuzhou's understanding of the Extreme Fire Immortal, he already understood the moment Yan Ning took action.

"I fought with him for a lifetime, and I fought for tens of thousands of years. I didn't expect that I was defeated by him, but I was defeated by you," Chang Jiuzhou said with a bitter expression, "It's a pity that he died too early to see this scene."

Yan Ning remained silent.

Yan Ning was born in modern times and did not know the age of immortals and demons. Even if he spoke, he didn't know what to say. This was the grudge of the previous generation. Yan Ning's purpose was just to make the Bodhi tree. He killed Chang Jiuzhou entirely because he wanted to take over his body.

Zhuang Xiaoya walked up and asked, "Where is the Bodhi tree?"

Chang Jiuzhou opened his mouth and failed to make a sound. At this moment, the throne stained with Chang Jiuzhou's blood suddenly activated a mechanism. A gap was seen in the middle of the bronze throne, and the seats were removed to both sides, and a stone platform slowly rose in the middle.

On this stone platform is a small sapling about ten centimeters tall. Although it is a sapling, its crown is already one square meter long and wide. Looking closely, whether it is the trunk, branches, or leaves, it has been formed. If the sapling is enlarged dozens of times, it must be an ancient tree with a crown of hundreds of meters.

Between the branches and leaves of this sapling, you can see the spiritual energy like spring rain, sometimes falling, sometimes rising, and starlight, as beautiful and dazzling as the elves playing in the forest.

"What a rich spiritual energy!" Zhuang Xiaoya took a deep breath and couldn't help but say.
Chapter completed!