Home is the last safe haven in everyone’s heart.
Qianhao's home is about to be completed.
At least the outline of the manor has appeared, as well as the half-built courtyard.
However, while paying respects to the sky and the earth, the home that is about to be built is also filled with a burst of breath.
Turn into ashes.
In the strong wind, the man named Qian Hao slowly straightened up.
His slender eyes were dilated by a pair of cold pupils, looking cold and scary.
In the apocalyptic scene, Qingyin clutched her lover's sleeves tightly.
She wanted to open her mouth and shout, but the dust came in pieces.
After a long time, the wind finally died down, and Qingyin hurriedly shouted: "Brother Qianhao, let's leave quickly."
Grabbing the other person's hand, the woman who was so frightened by the vision was about to take Qianhao away from this terrifying manor.
But the next moment, the hand that should have been holding her tightly was suddenly thrown away. open. bang Qingyin's white neck was pinched tightly by one hand, and then slowly lifted up.
With extreme confusion, there was no pain in the woman's eyes, but confusion.
She didn't understand why her lover actually wanted her life.
That hand was Qianhao's hand, but the person in front of him suddenly became unfamiliar at this moment.
The "mortal" cold man grabbed Qingyin, and after just one glance, he planned to destroy it.
"Ant" As a terrifying power appeared in one hand, Qingyin felt that her consciousness became blurred and she could not breathe.
The world in front of her suddenly turned into darkness, but in her ears, she still heard a frightening but familiar voice. sound.
"Stop it, Wanpo, stop it, she is my woman" "Your woman, evil beast, you are just a ray of flame.
Director Xian, you are acting recklessly, but you are becoming more and more ungrateful.
From today on, I will suppress your soul for thousands of years."
"Let her go.
I'll suppress Wan Po as you wish.
If you dare to hurt her, I won't spare you."
The familiar voice is getting smaller and smaller, getting further and further away.
Qingyin doesn't know whether she can't hear it or Qianhao has really disappeared.
However, the hand holding her neck shows no sign of letting go.
Instead, it gets closer and closer.
The tighter it got, she could hear the soft sound of her bones about to break.
Will I die?
Qingyin was speechless, but she was not worried about her life or death, but worried about whether her brother Qianhao would come back.
Buddha does not imprison people, it is the heart that imprisons people Until now, Qingyin finally understood the last teachings of her master.
Her heart had been imprisoned.
The person imprisoning her heart was not herself, but the arrogant Qianhao brother.
A mortal's life was inferior to an ant in the eyes of ancient beasts.
Perhaps it was similar to dust.
Wan Po, who had just woken up, completely suppressed the soul of Zhuhuo and decided to shake off the dust around him.
The strange beasts that can inherit the bloodline of the ancient times are all ferocious.
No matter they are mortals or monks, wild beasts or monsters, to Wan Po, they are just a bunch of blood food.
Not even one swallow of Qingyin is considered good, but It's almost impossible to survive.
There are no women in the mortal world among the cold and ferocious beasts from ancient times.
The best way to destroy the evil fate left by Zhuhuo Qianhao is to completely destroy it.
There was no trace of mercy in his cold eyes, and that kind of indifference was very similar to that of the former Immortal Lord.
In the distance, in the cave in the barren mountain, Bai Yi was sitting cross-legged like a stone statue.
Suddenly his eyebrows moved slightly, and the next moment he suddenly opened his eyes.
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The moment he opened his eyes, his figure had disappeared from the place.
Just when Wan Po's one hand was about to crush Qingyin's neck, a figure walked out of the void.
"Wan Po, don't hurt her."
It was just a whisper.
The ferocious beast, which had already broken through to the eighth level, trembled slightly with one hand, and then let it go.
Qingyin, who was almost strangled to death, fell to the ground.
She covered her neck with both hands and kept coughing.
The darkness in front of his eyes gradually faded away.
After the darkness passed, Qingyin saw a young man with a very delicate appearance, but his expression seemed very embarrassed and unexpected.
Is that the master of Brother Qianhao?
His thoughts became completely blurred just here, and Qingyin finally passed out.
"Fairy Lord" The indifferent Wan Po knelt down on one knee and said solemnly: "The Immortal Lord is reborn, but Wan Po is still asleep.
He deserves death."
"Just wake up."
Bai Yi extended his hand to help Wan Po up, and said with a smile: "Brothers, you and I, don't always act like a monarch and a minister."
"The Immortal Master is originally the king, and Wan Po is the minister."
After standing up, Wan Po, who was still standing respectfully aside, said that although his tone was cold, there was still a hint of warmth.
Zhulong Wanpo, who has accompanied the Immortal Lord all the way since childhood, is like a brother and sister to Bai Yi.
There is no need for politeness between the two brothers.
When Wan Po woke up, Bai Yi felt very happy, but when he looked at Qingyin who was unconscious on the ground, Bai Yi smiled helplessly.
"Let's go back to the cave."
Bai Yi said, put away his natal spirit beast with a wave of his hand, and used his spiritual power to carry Qingyin back to the temporary cave.
Bai Yi came from the cave after sensing Wan Po's soul fluctuations.
On the way, he also learned about Zhuhuo Qianhao's experience in the past few years.
Bai Yi never expected that the ruffian Qianhao would Hao actually fell in love with a mortal woman and fell deeply in love with her.
Qianhao is the accompanying spirit flame, and Wanpo is the true soul of Zhulong.
This can never be changed.
However, whether in this life or in the previous life, Bai Yi treats Qianhao like a family member.
Although Qingyin and Qianhao have some troubles, But it's not impossible to solve it.
At the very least, Qianhao can get what he wants by extracting Qianhao from Wanpo's body and giving him a new body.
It is easy to reshape the body, but for strong men such as Sanxian, at least Bai Yi cannot do it now.
It would be easy to refine a puppet, but the puppet is a dead thing after all, so Qian Hao has a puppet body, and he has to cry to Bai Yi all day long.
Trouble is trouble, and it will be solved at some point, not just now.
Back in the cave, Qingyin was fed some elixirs and fell asleep beside him, while Bai Yi and Wan Po regained their dignified demeanor.
"The Dutian Xingluo Formation in Changyang Mountain cannot be set up by the five loose immortals.
Do you have any clues about the master and the master behind it?"
Wan Po said with an indifferent expression about the master and servant who died many years ago. the truth.
"It should have something to do with Ling Yuntian."
Bai Yi's voice also became heavier.
Not only that, there was indifference in his eyes.
"The Corpse Immortal is not dead yet, then let him die a few more times."
In the cave, a terrifying aura rose up from Wan Po's body.
It was the might of the dragon, a majestic aura that would only be emitted when the dragon clan was furious.
"And that big witch destroyed my immortal master's body.
I will definitely eat it alive."
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Following Wan Po's low roar, the scene from Changyang Mountain many years ago seemed to appear in front of the master and servant.
The fierce battle was earth-shattering.
If it had not been outside the territory, it would have affected more than hundreds of millions of living beings.
However, the fall of Immortal Xiaoyao, In addition to the ancient fierce formation that should not have appeared, the most important point was that it was caused by a sneak attack by a powerful existence.
The Great Witch is no less a terrifying alien race than the Sanxian.
It was a real witch clan that came from ancient times and should have been lost in the long river of time.
However, in the battle at Changyang Mountain many years ago, a real ancient witch took action.
Otherwise, with the combined efforts of the five great loose immortals, even if there is an ancient Even the fierce formation cannot kill the number one immortal in the Nine Regions
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