Fairy Tale

Lian Yi's feeling was absolutely right. It was indeed Qisong who came to Green Island to buy drugs.

And just as Lian Yi thought, he brought out a few of his confidants this time and visited every surrounding island.

Qisong is greedy by nature and has many small thoughts.

Anyone who can be a demon is naturally not a good person.

He has long been planning to enrich himself.

Poisonous work can be used to refine the ultimate killer, but once it is refined and dedicated to the devil, doesn't he need to refine more to get it out? The more he refines, the more he will have left. Wouldn't it be nice for him to keep it for himself?

That is the magic healing holy product.

As for the problem of the hardening of the meridians and physical body caused by using this thing to the demons, it is not a problem at all to the demons.

They have magic potions that can replace their bodies, spiritual roots, and even their Nascent Soul.

It's just a little more troublesome and the process may be a little painful.

Since Qisong obtained the God Transformation Pill, he succeeded in transforming into a god. Even he was extremely surprised and his confidence doubled.

He felt that he could even accept the pain of the Transformation Pill, and everything else was trivial.

If that doesn't work, just choose a good meridian and just change the meridian.

Since becoming a god, Qisong's heart has become bigger and bigger.

He was even thinking that Mochi's situation was very bad and his cultivation level plummeted.

In this case, should he find a new backer?

Fortunately, he never meant to hang himself from a tree.

In the past few years, with his alchemy skills, he felt that he had established a firm foothold here and in the Yangmo Sect, and had gained both fame and fortune.

With the alchemy hall he was in charge of, Qisong felt that he had a high position and authority in the Yangmo Sect.

Getting more and more excited.

In fact, when he came here, it seemed that he had opened a door to a new world, and Qisong felt very high-spirited.

It's all about ascension, why didn't he choose the simple way?

Those fools in the Meikun world are cultivating spiritual energy and polishing their state of mind, but the speed is slow and ineffective. If they are injured, their meridians or souls will be injured, and they will be unable to save themselves. They will cling to some unnecessary bottom line until death.

Humph, they are all waiting to die.

They are really stupid, how could they not be as comfortable as he is now.

There is nothing to worry about and no need to polish your mind.

Look, how many years has he been here in Guangmei? The step he thought he would never be able to take in the Mei Kun world was easily taken.

When the sect finds a way to find a Nascent Soul of a God-Transformation monk to use as a medicine to refine the God-Transformation Pill, he can advance to the late stage of God-Transformation or even reach perfection.

Ascension is just around the corner.

He sent his confidants to other islands, but he managed Green Island by himself.

In addition to collecting poison, he also valued the magic grass all over the island.

After taking over the Alchemy Hall, I discovered that there really are such wonderful medicines in this world!

Qisong felt like he had discovered a treasure.

He doesn't care how many lives are harmed or how much blood is stained, as long as those elixirs are refined, as long as those elixirs are refined...

Thinking like this,

Qisong was even more excited. There were many rare medicinal materials used as auxiliary materials on Green Island. He had used the power of the Yangmo Sect to pressure the Green Sect to obtain a lot, but that needed to be clearly accounted for.

He was used to being cautious, and there were some things he didn't want others to know, so he had a backup plan for himself.

This led to today's trip.

He first closed all the drug dealers' businesses.

There are also those magic herbs he needs.

Because he had received 80% of the magic grass he wanted, he was in a good mood and did not realize that someone was paying close attention to him behind him.

After finishing his work, he left the island and prepared to leave without stopping.

But at this moment, he frowned, and the next moment, he raised his sleeves, and a black snake with fire all over its body burst out from his body in an instant.

The black snake was very spiritual. It suddenly opened its bloody mouth and roared, and immediately a storm broke out on the sea.

Soon enough, when the sea water surged violently, two sword lights flew over and turned into two slender blue and white white swimming dragons, fighting bravely with the devil snake.

The black snake was furious. It stopped roaring and stared at the swimming dragon with its gloomy blood-red pupils, as if in the next second it would bite into pieces and eat the two swimming dragons in front of it that were not half as thick as itself.

Without the blessing of the roar of the devil snake, the sea water instantly fell to the sea surface, and the sea water slapped, causing countless splashes.

In the blink of an eye, they had already secretly fought each other.

Everyone on the surrounding islands is in danger.

Especially Green Island.

The islands have launched island protection formations one after another in an attempt to keep the danger out.

Especially Green Island, which bore the brunt of the attack, is in constant panic.

In this situation, with such a huge momentum in every gesture, is this the power of becoming a god?

In this way, what should they do? Once they make a bigger move, it seems too easy for the island to capsize.

However, they have no choice. They are trapped on the island and can still pray. Those big guys who want to fight should go further away and bypass their island.

If you don't stay here and leave this island, you will most likely be affected by the boss's spell, then... you don't know how you will die.

Even if we are just living an ignoble existence, it is still good to live a moment longer.

With this subtle mentality, everyone was trembling and dared to hide on the island.

But their own lives were closely related, so everyone stood under the island protection formation and paid close attention to the fight between high-level monks.

They don't know that today they are not the only ones to take action. Many islands are in chaos.

There are dozens of islands that will be rebuilt after today.

This is a day that needs to record the history of half of Guangmei and be included in the annals of history.

However, Qisong said that when the swimming dragon flew out from Qisong's side, Qisong knew who was blocking him in an instant.

Qisong smiled seductively. He was floating and standing on the sea with his hands behind his back. Even though he was only wearing a black robe, he still looked impressive and looked like a human.

"Lian Yi, what's the matter? It's only been a long time since we've been apart. We're reunited in a different place. Why don't you come to pay homage to your senior? How dare you do something? This is what your Lian family and your master taught you?"

Even Yi didn't intend to hide it. When he spoke, she came out.

Without saying a word, a flash of light flashed in his hand, and several rays of light appeared instantly along with the formation flags.

She was not idle and said coldly: "How dare someone who betrays the sect and is willing to fall down to show off in front of me?"

After all, Qisong was Qisong. After all, he was an old man from the Meikun world who was familiar with Lian Yi's methods. As soon as Lian Yi's spiritual thread came out, black air filled the air under his feet, and the person disappeared in front of him like mist.

He escaped and suddenly appeared a hundred meters away, unexpectedly grabbing the formation flag holding Lian Yi's spiritual thread.

But he was smiling and in a good mood: "Do you want to show your fusion formation in front of me?"

"Rong, a senior, would like to remind you that there is a huge gap in strength between you and me. Don't try to do the same thing and cause a joke..."

Before he finished speaking, his hand was hit by a black pill. The pill was really strange.

The moment it hit his hand, it immediately turned into a puddle of sticky water. When it fell on his hand, it was able to corrode the skin of the cultivator. Qisong's hand instantly fell into a burning pain.

Qisong's expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously flicked his hand, throwing out the formation flag.

The moment the formation flag was thrown out, the spiritual thread flew, and the formation flag was thrown into the surging sea...

When he lowered his head again, he saw bright red flesh and blood on his hands, and he couldn't recover quickly.

At this time, he could no longer pretend to be a fairy. He raised his head with a gloomy face. It was the first time that he had peeled off his sanctimonious skin in front of others. His eyes were dark and malicious, and he was unspeakably awkward and fierce. A storm was about to come:

"Who is it? Still not coming out? Lian Yi? You dare to attack me secretly? You are worthy of being a Taoist disciple..."

Before he could finish his words, an emerald green long sword suddenly struck out from the diagonal thrust. The long sword swung past, but the force of the sword suddenly changed. It was originally full of vitality, but now it was withered and withered.

With a strong aura of decay, he rushed towards Qisong. Qisong was startled and retreated, and the magic mist suddenly appeared around him.

Even so, the speed is not fast enough.

The flesh and blood of his hand, which had just corroded and bled red flesh, quickly turned black and rotted. In an instant, the hand was like a dead branch, with no life left in it.

Even if it's still growing on his body, it's useless.

Qisong was so horrified that he used his other hand to cut off the hand directly from his arm.

Looking up again, Qisong's eyes were blood red and frightening.

Next to Lian Yi, I saw a young man in white walking out of nowhere. He was extremely handsome, with a jade-like appearance and an unparalleled appearance.

He stood next to Lian Yi, who was wearing a green shirt and long skirt, like a couple.

No one could bear to interrupt this beautiful scene.

It's a pity that Mr. Ruyu opened his mouth to speak, but he no longer felt like a spring breeze. He was smiling clearly, but his words were like a biting cold wind, biting the bone marrow.

He said: "I, the Taoist cultivator, and the Lingxiao Sect family, can you bully me at will?"

As soon as the man in the white shirt appeared, the eyes of everyone on Green Island all lit up. He was really good-looking, but at the same time they were also shocked. Although they didn't know what move he was using, he cut off Qisong's palm with one strike of his sword...

this?

He is obviously a Nascent Soul cultivator.

On Green Island, the chief steward Chizhang Zhenjun, who came from the sect and had a good relationship with Liu Wuyan, felt his hands go numb...

He knew the little brother from Wutai, and Liu Wuyan specifically told him to take care of the little brother Yi Er, saying that he had a grudge against the Yang Mo Sect...

The Wutai brothers even came to visit him when they came to the island. True Lord Chizhang also liked this young man quite a lot.

After all, there are not many young people nowadays who are good-looking, know how to get things done, and have sweet mouths.

Especially demon cultivators, they all have some quirks. Some people practice the magic of destroying demons, which requires them to lose arms and legs.

He had never seen such a brilliant demon cultivator. Of course, the most important thing was that the poisonous elixir given by the Wutai brothers won his heart.

He also secretly made up his mind to take good care of her.

Today, as soon as Qisong arrived, he became alert. Even when Qisong left the island, he notified the Wutai brothers immediately and asked him to stop him on the only way.

Now, he realized that this glorious little brother did not need his care at all...

With this swordsmanship, he is definitely the best among Yuanying monks.

True Lord Chizhang frowned, his swordsmanship is so powerful, there is no reason why he is unknown, right?

Why had he never heard of it?

And the female cultivator next to him doesn’t look like a demon cultivator at all?

Could it be that some casual cultivator has practiced Taoist techniques?

But do they have Taoist techniques in their half of the world?

True Lord Chizhang couldn't figure it out.

It's not that he is slow, but that the two sides of the Guangmei Star Territory have been separated by tens of thousands of years. How could he have imagined that he would still see people from the Meikun Realm in his lifetime?

But everyone on the green island has their own thoughts, and the turbulent sea water has changed.

The entire seawater suddenly rose from the sea, forming a huge water curtain, which connected with the sky and turned green, blocking out all the eyes of curiosity, wonder, hesitation, or fear.

The inside and outside are separated, and there are only two people and one demon standing facing each other inside.

If Qisong's face had been as dark as iron before, now, his pupils were so red that they were about to bleed.

I thought that the attack just now broke this woman's formation, but I didn't expect that in that situation, her formation was still completed?

Ren Shi had heard about the fusion formation thousands of times from other people's mouths, and Ren Shi had specifically studied Tengxian Lianyi's moves.

However, when he was faced with it, he felt guilty for no reason.

Someone poked a small hole in his heart, and his momentum was slowly leaking out.

An alarm bell rang in Qisong's heart. He was very familiar with the two people in front of him.

Lianyi, Lianwai!

The two most famous genius monks in the Lian family.

He is even considered the confirmed leader of the next generation of the Lian family.

Really? !

How much hatred does he have between Qisong and the Lian family to deal with him in such a big way?

Qisong's heart was churning, and he was thinking about countermeasures. He was obviously a monk who transformed into gods, but there were two early Yuanying monks in front of him. How could he feel guilty?

By the way, that bastard from Lianwai just cut off his hand unexpectedly, and he failed to check for a moment, and he succeeded.

It must be because of this that he felt an inexplicable fear that he didn't even want to admit.

Qisong looked at the two people in front of him and licked his lips. Hum, don't blame him for the Lian family being so ignorant of current affairs.

Back then, Lian Chenguang was gone and the Lian family's vitality was severely damaged. This time, without Lian Yi and Lian Wai, he wanted to see if the Ling Xiao Sect's Lian family could stand up again? !

Qisong suddenly laughed weirdly. At this moment, he still had no hint of the master in the Meikun world. He could tell at a glance whether he was a devil or an evil spirit:

"I forgot, Lian Yi, you are not a Taoist monk, you are a demon."

"Tengxian Lianyi, am I right?!"

"And you, Lian Wai, do your Lian family recognize demons as relatives? In fact, your Lian family are both half-demon bodies, right?"

But when he said this, mist suddenly steamed up from the sea, and in the mist, it seemed like thousands of troops and horses were approaching.

Demonic shadows.

Lian Yi and Lian Wai didn't even look at each other. They were siblings and had a natural understanding.

Even though they have never cooperated before, the two have very different skills and have chosen completely different paths, but the tacit understanding brought from the mother's womb and the familiarity of being together for many years since childhood.

Not to mention not looking at each other, even if the two of them close their eyes, they can even guess what the other person is thinking.

It was she, Lian Yi, who resorted to tricks and became Lian Wai's compatriots, but twins are twins.

The corners of their mouths curled up at the same time. They obviously looked nothing alike, but the contempt and disdain in their expressions were exactly the same.

Qisong's heart suddenly stopped, his hand that cast the spell trembled, and the demonic figure seemed to disappear.

Why should he... deserve double contempt? !

What a shame!

Lian Yi was not interested in caring about what Qisong thought. She and Lian Wai looked relaxed, but in fact they were both the kind of people who remained calm on their faces even if they were weighed heavily.

No matter what, Qisong is a monk who transforms into gods after all, and is a big difference from them.

Even if his own cultivation was not achieved by actual cultivation, it was at least the cultivation of the late Nascent Soul.

Their chances of winning are 50-50.

What they can rely on is their strength that is superior to other monks of the same level, their unexpected cleverness and their unparalleled tacit understanding.

Lian Yi's figure flashed in like a ghost, moving through the shadow like wind.

At the same time, Lian Wai's white shirt was fluttering, and his long sword was slashed out, approaching Qisong.

Isolated outside the formation, Shaohua and the Demonic Snake are intertwined endlessly. They are two against one and cannot show their weakness.

Inside the formation, Lianwai and Qisong were fighting together.

Lian Yi emerged from the demonic shadow.

With the gesture, thunder flowers suddenly bloomed from the feet of the demon shadow, causing a tooth-piercing and chilling sound.

In just an instant, half of the demonic shadow was lost.

When Lian Yi turned his head, the situation in the formation had already changed.

The strong wind suddenly picked up, blowing thunderous raindrops that swirled down from the sky, slowly but quickly, as if they had eyes, and they greeted Qisong one after another.

At the foot of Qisong, piranha flowers grow like crazy, and they all have big teeth. If you don't pay attention, you will be bitten by the piranha flowers.

Qisong was extremely angry, and the pressure doubled. He was already missing one palm, but Lianwai's Ku Rong Life and Death Sword was a special skill that he had learned after his Nascent Soul, and there were endless strange and poisonous pills flying out of his sleeves, followed by Throw money at him.

Forget it, Lian Yi's thunder technique is the nemesis of evil spirits, and there is this inexplicable strange flower...

Corroding his defenses at every turn.

The more Qisong beat him, the darker his face became, and the greater the fear in his heart. He wouldn't take his confession seriously, would he?

He had been planning for many years and finally got a new life here. He had just seen the hope of ascension and was about to die?

How can it be?

His eyes were red, and he forced out several drops of blood in an instant, and suddenly the demonic power in his body surged.

The demonic force touched Lian Wai's sword and wrapped around it like a snake. The sword shook, the green light dimmed, and it hummed, as if crying.

Lian Wai's expression changed, and regardless of the danger, he stretched out his hand to grab the sword.

The demonic energy traveled along the sword and moved to his fingertips. As soon as he touched it, Lianwai's face changed drastically and turned pale and gray.

He also hated it when he started, cutting off his jade fingers like a knife and breaking his palm.

Lian Yi's expression did not change, and the vines flew out, weaving into a web and sweeping up Lianwai.

On the other side, a thunder struck straight towards Qisong.

The demonic power in Qisong's body trembled, and he was on the verge of collapse.

Lian Yi saw the right moment, attached thunder to his palm, grabbed Lian Wai's sword, and severed the connection with the black demonic energy.

The blade of the sword crackled, and he pounced hard to entangle with the black demonic energy. The buzzing sound of the blade gradually became smaller, and it seemed that he finally felt a little more comfortable.

On the other side, Lian Wai already had medicine in his lips, his palm grew out, and his other hand was not idle either. A giant cauldron pressed towards Qisong like a mountain.

The black smoke in the cauldron was billowing with the aroma of medicine, and the black smoke in the cauldron condensed quickly.

The five poisons of scorpions, snakes, centipedes, geckos, and toads were condensed, and with all five poisons, they pounced on Qisong with incomparable courage.

Qisong was originally at the end of a strong crossbow, and he had contributed all his essence and blood. Unexpectedly, he only broke Lian Wai's palm and was suppressed by Lian Yi's thunder and fire.

Where can I endure these five poisons?

Even though these five poisons were temporarily unable to get close to him, they kept circling around him.

Gradually, the movements of his hands became slower for a moment.

He only saw Lian Yi raise his hand, and several flying knives like ethereal leaves flew towards him. He blocked it with his hand, and his eyes were in a trance for a moment.

The next moment, thousands of vines suddenly bloomed in his eyes. He only saw vines emerging, flowers blooming, and fruits growing...

It's like a new life!

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