My practice narration is weird

The ghost enveloped the figure.

Ye Wuyou still lay on his back in the ruins, and seemed to have no intention of getting up.

His eyes looked at the sky filled with darkness.

Different from the "Great Dark Sky" that covered everything in the underground palace, the sky was now covered with a layer of black gauze, and a trace of the original sky could still be vaguely seen. As time passed, a few stars appeared faintly.

Is it night already?

The sky here is still very clean, and every night, you can see the starry sky.

His eyes swept across the figures hanging high in the sky, and the voice of the narrator reminded him that they were just a bunch of rotten fish and shrimp.

One sixth realm, four fifth realm.

Ye Wuyou felt that if they were rotten fish, he might just be a rotten shrimp.

Bai Lu, whose figure had already shown some demonization, was sitting quietly at the side, looking at the powerful people in the air, biting her silver teeth lightly, and then looking at Ye Wuyou resolutely, with an anxious look on her face.

Although they seem to be unable to see her now, they will eventually find out.

She wanted to say, what should I do?

Ye Wuyou responded with a smiling face and a pair of big hands.

Bai Lu's eyes were fierce and she was about to speak, but then her body was startled and her eyes trembled.

Ten fingers gently slid down the smooth jade-like skin, and finally landed on a round shape behind her.

Three fluffy and huge fox tails were pinched in the palm of Ye Wuyou's hand and rubbed carefully.

Bai Lu's body was trembling inexplicably, but her eyes were fierce. The fierceness of being a demon was revealed in her body without reservation at this moment.

"You..."

"Don't move, just for a while, I'm afraid I can't touch it for a while." Ye Wuyou smiled beside her ear.

The fierceness in the charming eyes seemed to disappear for a moment.

But the next moment, it became even more fierce.

Bai Lu gently crouched down and leaned against Ye Wuyou's arms. Her long and sharp fingertips gently scratched Ye Wuyou's torn clothes and skin, leaving a bright red.

However, this little wound was healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye under the innate healing of [Blood Rebirth].

Ye Wuyou's eyes showed a little surprise, but he didn't care.

He just increased the strength in his hands.

The three white fox tails trembled wildly, and Bai Lu's body also trembled constantly.

The ferocity in her eyes was even worse. As a fox demon, her instinct made her regard the person under her as some kind of... prey.

She arched her body upwards, then opened her mouth, revealing a glimpse of teeth that were sharper than those of humans.

She bit Ye Wuyou's neck.

"Hiss..."

The feeling of his skin being pierced by a sharp object made Ye Wuyou take a light breath.

There was a warm and sticky touch on the neck. It was not the teeth, but something that was being licked gently mixed with his own blood.

This was not fatal. After all, he had some ability of [Rebirth of Flesh and Blood]. As long as it was not fatal, he could recover.

Ye Wuyou held the root of the fox tail, and his right eyeball twitched curiously, watching all this.

When the skin of the person in his arms who was constantly trembling became blushing, Ye Wuyou also felt the piercing sensation from his neck almost suffocating him.

The trachea was pierced by the sharp teeth, but the other party was breathing gently through the trachea.

This was an indescribable wonderful feeling.

In his mind, even the narrator was trembling and cheering, as if he had opened his eyes.

Ye Wuyou finally stopped and raised his hands in surrender.

Bai Lu, whose mouth was now stained with blood, was picked off by Ye Wuyou.

He leaned over to Bai Lu's ear, whose eyes were mixed with ferocity and confusion, but seemed to be still unsatisfied, and spoke softly.

"Listen to me..."

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At this moment, Song Lao, who was still standing high in the sky, had a slightly strange look in his eyes.

In the collapsed ruins below, several figures had already appeared.

Ye Wuyou did not fall into [Hidden] again.

It was also because of this that when Song Lao saw that the maid was dead, a rare surprise appeared on his old face.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land is a happy event in life. As a former protector of Xu Qingyuan, Song Lao knew how important the maid was to Xu Qingyuan.

But now she is dead.

His eyes swept across the extremely charming woman next to Ye Wuyou. At this moment, Song Lao's eyes showed a sudden realization. It was rare that he did not take action immediately, but smiled oldly.

"Xu Qingyuan, I have long advised you to change the maidservant beside you, but you have always refused and even got angry. But during the six months you disappeared, you finally figured it out."

"I am sincerely happy for you."

Song Lao's voice was full of joy, but his palm was gently raised, and then pressed down heavily.

The sixth realm of Tianquan is a world apart from the fifth realm of Yuheng.

The ordinary gestures have already surpassed the magical powers of most practitioners.

Ye Wuyou jumped high, and his aura bloomed.

But the next second, he was pressed back by the mountain-like aura.

Ye Wuyou and Bai Lu, including the body of the maidservant, turned into dust in an instant.

It seems that everything has disappeared.

But Song Lao's eyes were silent for a moment.

Only the body of the maidservant was real.

Xu Qingyuan, when did you become so good at illusion?

When did he learn the art of concealing his breath so that even he couldn't detect it?

The big sleeves waved layer by layer, and the aura rippled around without any hesitation.

Fortunately, the formation was set up earlier to seal this place.

Otherwise, if he was delayed, he would have been allowed to escape if he was not careful.

"Take care of the formation and don't let him run away." Old Song shouted softly.

The fifth-level formation master looked calm, nodded lightly, and then sank into the formation.

The formation controlled by practitioners and the formation without control are two different concepts.

For the former, it is almost impossible to break the formation and leave as long as the formation master is still there.

But for the latter, just find the eye of the formation.

Although it is a formation that was set up casually, it is a pity that only seven of his thirty-six eyes are real, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Therefore, he is not worried about the formation getting out of control at all.

[In the past, millions of creatures melted their souls to cast the formation, but they could not stop you half a step. Now such a useless formation also wants to trap you? Ridiculous, ridiculous, you saw through the thirty-six false eyes of this formation at a glance, and took the time to fill in the gaps. The corner of the real formation eye is 500 meters to the right, and the formation master...】

Ye Wuyou had already fallen into [Hidden] at the moment when the maid died, and what remained was just the illusion caused by the right eye.

It should be said that the illusion of the right eye seems to be much stronger than before, at least it is no longer easily seen through.

In the sky, the formation master who had set up the formation before seemed to have a little sense at this moment.

He lowered his head, but then his body was pulled down by a huge force and fell straight from mid-air to the ground.

The dark blue ghost hand stretched ten feet and directly entangled his body.

Ye Wuyou's figure emerged from [Hidden] with the aura, and with the dazzling sword light that made him feel quite frightened, he slashed with a knife.

The formation master was slightly startled, but then his eyes became fierce.

As a formation master, he was indeed a little weak in close combat, not as good as those inferior warriors.

Among his group, he was not as good as the others in terms of combat power, because formation masters were more about more than combat power.

But it was also relatively speaking!

Why can a mere lower third realm rely on him?

The aura suddenly appeared, and ripples appeared in front of him one after another, surrounding his body.

The blade light finally came.

But it was thunder and rain.

The blade light and the figure suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.

The preparation and efforts in an instant became empty talk.

Another illusion?

The next moment, the blade light that really carried an incomparably brilliant aura finally appeared in a corner of this place.

The phantom of the zither and sword was almost solid at this moment, and with Ye Wuyou's skin stained with a touch of blood red at this moment, the wind and thunder of the sword turned into a majestic aura vortex, sweeping out from the black knife.

Bai Lu was clinging to Ye Wuyou's back at this moment. The majestic energy that was not in line with her realm made a whistling sound. She could not even open her eyes.

But the next moment, she seemed to be aware of something.

She looked behind her, at the sky behind her.

Several magical powers had already come at her at a rapid speed.

There was nothing behind her, no shielding, and Ye Wuyou was using all his strength to cast the formation.

In the usual scenery around her, a visible crack finally appeared like a transparent mirror.

She opened her mouth and wanted to shout.

Ye Wuyou was unmoved and broke a gap in the formation again.

A dark blue figure appeared behind them, several times larger, and opened his hands to wrap the two of them.

At this moment, it was like a human-shaped ghost standing tall.

Amid the huge roar, the exquisite pavilions and towers of the past were now shattered, and smoke and dust filled the surroundings.

The formation was healing quickly, and the formation master's eyes were extremely cold.

A figure rushed towards the gap in the smoke.

Finally, the figure flew out.

"What's the use?" The formation master's eyes showed sarcasm.

As long as he was still there, did he really think he couldn't expand the formation a little more?

Besides, even if he got out of this formation, would he still be unable to catch up with the other party?

Escape was undoubtedly the most stupid thing to do.

In response to him, a figure suddenly emerged from the smoke and dust.

Ye Wuyou, whose clothes were stained with deep red, emerged from [Hide]. At this moment, there was a hint of ferocity in his eyes, and he started the same as before.

A blue dragon emerged from the water.

The sword raised the wind and thunder.

No, in addition to this, there is another magical power.

The invisible aura turned into silk threads, spreading out from the blade bit by bit, locking the formation master.

This move was taught to him enthusiastically by Zhou Xuanyuan of the Sword Sect.

A knife that was almost impossible to avoid.

There was not much emotion in the eyes of the array master, and he even wanted to laugh.

He had just seen with his own eyes that the other party had already run out of the array.

What was in front of him was another illusion.

There was an old roar from the sky, mixed with the brilliant bloom of magical powers.

"Idiot, this is true!"

Really?

The Qi turned into a protective Qi, and a palm-sized magic disk appeared in front of the array master.

I can block it, I can block it!

He thought so, looking at the knife that shocked even him, but was blocked by his almost hidden life-saving magical power.

There was a feeling of relief and fear in his heart that he had survived the disaster.

But there was also a feeling in his heart.

It was the pain of being pierced.

He didn't even have time to look down, and the next moment, the ghost's body had appeared behind him, and countless blue giant hands tore his body apart.

"What kind of useless magical power is this? It only cares about the front and the back? Can it be kept in the bottom of the box?" The roaring voice was puzzled.

The ghost hand grabbed the soul that was about to escape and devoured it in an instant.

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath, but his expression was slightly relaxed.

If this formation master is dead, everything will be easy.

There is no escape.

What Ye Wuyou had been worried about before was Bai Lu.

If he really risked everything and stepped into the unknown self, it seemed that everything would only be considered for himself, and the rest of the people were abandoned.

Would he still care about Bai Lu's life or death?

Ye Wuyou thought so.

But he didn't dare to gamble.

And now.

Bai Lu has been sent away, and there is no more restraint here.

The emotion that had been suppressed for a long time finally no longer needs to be concealed, and now it bursts out from the heart like a torrent.

The magical power above the sky came again. Except for Old Song, the other three figures finally stopped hiding anything and rushed straight over.

Three different forms of Dharma images.

In contrast, there was a faint shadow of a zither and sword.

The ground suddenly cracked, and then it seemed as if it was swept by a giant sickle, revealing several deep gullies that were dozens of feet long and wide.

Ye Wuyou was about to climb out of the gully when a talisman ignited and a thick lightning as big as a bucket fell, blasting him into the ground.

Old Song glanced at a little further away.

The demon fox of the Qingqiu royal family?

Xu Qingyuan had obtained such an opportunity in the six months since he disappeared?

But what's the point of spending so much effort to send the demon fox out of the formation alone?

Yes, this way a few lives can be supported a little longer.

Since Xu Qingyuan was still here, they didn't care about the demon fox that escaped alone.

The magic skills roared for a while.

A huge deep pit with a radius of hundreds of meters appeared on the ground.

The ancient walls, splendid pavilions, and magnificent palaces around have all disappeared at this moment.

A corner of the imperial city that was once magnificent has turned into broken walls and ruins, and everything is in ruins.

Old Song's eyes are indifferent. It's not that he didn't take action, but he has been trying hard to cover up the movement here.

At the moment, he doesn't want to have anything to do with Dayan.

The old man sighed softly and stared at the ruins below.

"Okay, Xu Qingyuan, how many lives can you have?"

"Now you are imprisoned in this imperial city with us, and everything you do is just a fight of trapped beasts."

There has been no movement in the deep pit full of broken walls and ruins.

Old Song frowned slightly.

At least he has the fox to prolong his life, he can't just die like this.

Click.

A broken brick and tile seemed to be gently turned over.

A disheveled figure hidden in the dark in the deep pit was revealed.

At the same time as the figure appeared, there was also a voice with a very crazy smile.

The aura was lingering and resounding in all directions.

"Don't get carried away... you bunch of bastards!"

All the broken walls and ruins in the ruins exploded in an instant.

The figure finally stood up from the deep pit, with messy hair covering some of his cheeks and his eyes.

His body was twisted and charred, with several injuries deep enough to see the bones, and only a broken arm was left on his left hand.

He stretched out his right hand, bit the black knife in his mouth, and then put it on the left arm that was almost broken and only had bones and blood.

Old Song showed doubt in his eyes.

But with a crisp cracking sound, the disabled left arm was torn off from the body by Ye Wuyou.

The flesh and bones were thrown to the ground by the man, and then crushed with one foot.

The crazy laughter was trembling with extreme distortion, revealing an almost deformed and irrational excitement.

"Old man, it's not me who is locked up with you..."

"It's you who are forced to be locked up with me!"

I should write another chapter later, but you won't see it until the morning.