There are always fairies plotting against me

The demon race is known for its physique, but its cultivation of the soul is average. Moreover, it has the talent of bloodline suppression, so why would it bother to take over the body?

Lu Jinan's mind raced, and he said calmly, "Speak."

"Kill me." Lan Cangjun put forward the condition. He obviously knew Fu Lin's fate and did not want to become a tool controlled by Lu Jinan.

"Don't you want to take revenge on Qingyun Jun?" Lu Jinan asked lightly.

Lan Cangjun's eyes twitched, and after a long silence, he couldn't help but laugh: "Lu Shengzi, you are really not a human being."

Lu Jinan remained silent, and Lan Cangjun sighed heavily, "Although the demon race also has an invisible barrier with the upper realm, I know of an entrance, which is in the Dragon Soul Hall of the Dragon Court on Dragon Island.

My father said that he had met the human envoys on Dragon Island, and that was when he learned a few of their names.

Lan Cangjun smiled slightly, his eyes swept over all the human cultivators present, and raised his voice: "Saint Lu,

I'm only telling you one person.

These names include not only your peers, but also respected elders."

Lan Cangjun looked at the human cultivators present one by one, and then looked at the human cultivators who were outside encircling the demon clan.

He looked at them all, with a meaningful smile on his face: "These people are——"

He was waiting for Lu Jinan to build a soundproof formation.

Lu Jinan raised his hand and pulled out the certificate of death.

Lan Cangjun's pupils shrank as he watched the tip of the Mingzheng sword emitting a strange black light gradually approaching his forehead and then piercing into it.

Lu Jinan stabbed out the Dark Evidence with an expressionless face. The dark energy at the tip of the sword penetrated deep into his sea of ​​consciousness, stirring his soul.

"What is this?" Lan Cangjun's voice was dry, and his life gradually faded away.

Lu Jinan said nothing.

Lan Cangjun had never been to the ancient underworld, and he didn't understand the magical effects of the Yin and Ming energy.

Lu Jinan got what he wanted - not only another Hu Peng named "Lan Cang Jun", but also a name.

The dark aura of the Yin corpse enveloped Lan Cangjun's body. Lu Jinan said calmly, "How could the human envoy easily reveal their masterpiece to you? You are the demon race."

Behind them, Mu Qingyue and Zhu Nanzhi clearly felt that the tense atmosphere around them was gradually relaxing.

Lu Jinan sheathed his sword, and after giving an order, Lan Cangjun stood up.

He became more and more proficient in this move and no longer needed to give Fu Lin the "stand up" command at the beginning.

After releasing Fu Lin and Chu Jinghai from the Yinming Space to eat, Lu Jinan turned his head to look at the battle that was coming to an end in Yinsheng City and smiled slightly: "A great victory."

On the foggy river, humans and demons confront each other.

Lord Qingyun was unable to stop the Yaoguang starlight from entering the Wujiang Cave Heaven like a star waterfall.

If Zheng Dongliu is present and does not rely on the upper realm, only the Dragon Court can send a dragon to restrain Zheng Dongliu.

With one arm bleeding, Qingyun Jun looked at the entrance of Wujiang Cave Heaven with complicated eyes. As the Dao Palace Nine Stars disappeared,

He hesitated several times and wanted to destroy the cave, but finally restrained himself.

Because he didn't know what the situation was like inside.

If he failed to ruin the plan of the higher realm, he would definitely lose his position as the Lord of the Royal Court.

After much difficulty in leading the declining Golden-winged Roc clan back to a certain peak, if he loses the throne of the Lord of the Royal Court, how can he regain the past glory?

Qingyun Jun sighed in his heart, but the plan that the upper realm has been planning for so many years shouldn't go wrong, right?

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but glance at Zheng Dongliu who looked calm, and cursed in his heart why this old guy didn't just die?

"Still fighting?"

Zheng Dongliu's voice was flat. At this time and place, with Shangguan Qizhen and Qi Huizu present, he was fully confident that after paying some price, he could take Qingyun Jun's head.

But he won't do that.

Although Qingyun Jun is the ruler of the demon clan's royal court in name only, he represents the face of the demon clan after all. Killing him means declaring an all-out war.

The human race today is indeed stronger than it was 20,000 years ago, but it is still not enough to shake the status of the demon race.

Just talking about the number of strong people in the realm of Shenyin, the human race is still a thousand years behind the demon royal court.

This is still the result under normal calculation. After all, not all gods can break through to the level of hidden gods.

The two words "enlightenment" are extremely mysterious.

Especially once a full-scale war breaks out, the three mountains of Xuanri, Yunkong and Yinsheng will have every reason to intervene.

We have finally restricted their activities to the upper realm, how can we easily let them come down from the mountain again?

In this situation, they also found a way to "take over the body". Once they go down the mountain, the consequences will be disastrous.

Zheng Dongliu knew them too well.

Qingyun Jun didn't say anything, just looked at the entrance to the cave.

Zheng Dongliu twitched his beard and said, "You are much less courageous than before."

Qingyun Jun shook his head: "You have trained an outstanding junior, so you can be more confident and bold in doing what you want, but I don't."

"Jin An was not trained by this old man."

Zheng Dongliu retorted and looked down at the entrance to the cave.

The first person to walk out of the golden vortex-shaped cave entrance was not Lu Jinan.

Everyone's eyes were calm, because Lu Jinan was used to coming out of the cave last.

Jiang Wuya rushed to Zheng Dongliu, Shangguan Qizhen and Qi Huizu, bowed and quickly explained the remaining issues.

Although the crisis in Yinsheng City has been resolved, the monks in the Saint Realm are still unable to leave Yinsheng City.

Although breaking through is a good method, cultivators cannot feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the cave, and the spiritual power in their bodies will be lost, which makes it impossible to support the breakthrough.

Zheng Dongliu nodded slightly and glanced at Shangguan Qizheng: "Old man, this question is up to you."

After he finished speaking, he slowly walked towards the west bank of Wujiang River.

As more and more people came out, the dry Wu River began to flow again.

Zheng Dongliu raised his right hand and drew a line with his spiritual energy, redrawing the border: "From now on, this line will be the boundary."

Lord Qingyun just looked at the entrance of the cave with a slightly dazed look.

Not a single demon king came out.

And from the expressions of the human monks, it is not difficult to see that the so-called plan of the upper realm seems to have failed?

He saw Lu Jinan coming out.

The spiritual power between heaven and earth surged, and was absorbed into Lu Jinan's body like a whale.

Late stage of Hedao realm.

Lu Jinan looked at Qingyun Jun and smiled slightly: "Lan Cang Jun hated you very much before he died."

Qingyun Jun looked at Lu Jinan and asked, "Did you kill him?"

"Yes." Lu Jinan nodded: "Before he died, he asked me to help him avenge you————-I agreed."

Qingyun Jun turned around and left without saying a word.

The back figure seems to have aged a lot.

"Then I'll leave him to you." Zheng Dongliu looked at Lu Jinan with relief.

Lu Jinan bowed to the old man and said, "A total of sixty-four people died in this battle."

"Let's talk about it when we get back." Zheng Dongliu glanced at the entrance to Wujiang Cave Heaven, then looked at Shangguan Qizheng and Qi Huizu. "You two should work hard for a while longer to build a city on the west bank and a bridge across the Wujiang River."

Shangguan Qizheng and Qi Huizu nodded. Zheng Dongliu looked at Jiang Wuya again and said, "Recently, you have been taking people to take care of those who can't get out of the cave."

Jiang Wuya bowed and accepted the order.

Lu Jinan stopped looking at the demonic energy that was rolling away, and his mind became active again - he hadn't seen his master for nearly a month.

"Senior Sister Qingyue." Zhu Nanzhi leaned close to Mu Qingyue's ear and whispered, "Do you feel that your husband's temperature is higher than before?"

"It's probably because of the opening of the Pojun Dao Palace."

"Hehe~" Zhu Nanzhi smiled and said, "That is to say, my husband is not satisfied with his sexual desire now~"

Mu Qingyue said calmly: "How about a true three-way cultivation?"

Chapter 123 The pure Saint began her sacred prayer.

The evening breeze is blowing gently, night is about to fall, the sparkling water ripples out, and the sunset lights are lit in the pavilion.

The two masters, who still retained their charm, had a soft glow from their hair to their hands, and even in the light clothes on their bodies.

"Jin'an should be back in another hour."

Pei Suoyu, with waist-length hair, full breasts and a slender waist, sat on a round stool. Her purple long skirt outlined the curve of her round buttocks.

She skillfully warmed the cup and poured tea with her hands, then gently lifted her plump and delicate thighs and crossed them together.

The silky long skirt was filled with volume, and the slits on the sides of the thighs became wider, revealing the smooth and snowy thigh skin like cream.

Pei Suohao's movements seemed both unintentional and intentional, and were filled with indescribable temptation.

When the last act of distributing tea was completed, she handed a cup to the person opposite her, then slightly tilted her waist, supported her chin, and looked at the sparkling lake waves.

The small movement revealed more mature and smooth skin. The outline of the buttocks was like a full moon, which was even more breathtaking compared with the slender waist.

Pei Wanyu stared at the lake in a daze, her dark eyebrows were like newly sprouted leaves, her phoenix eyes were as bright as morning stars, her white nose was beautiful and dignified, and her red lips were as thin and transparent as a film, without a trace of deep lip lines.

"Almost a month..."

She retracted her gaze and looked down at the tea on the table. The lines of her jaw and cheeks were delicate and soft, and the overall slender and graceful curves outlined a mature and charming face. However, this stunning face now carried a hint of "my husband has finally returned home" of melancholy.

Pei Suoyu herself did not expect that after her relationship with her good disciple became closer, just one month would feel so long.

She began to understand how Zhu Nanzhi felt when she first came to Taichu Peak.

But, I'm finally coming back.

As she thought about it, a hint of moisture appeared in her gentle phoenix eyes, and she couldn't help but wander in the sky.

Xiao Yinruo, who was sitting opposite, sipped tea while watching his friend's expression change.

In the past month, my friend's state was very similar to Nanzhi's absent-minded state when he just returned to Qingmiao Palace from Nanzhuo Territory.

Today, it finally came back to life.

Xiao Yinruo's eyes swept across Pei Wanyu's exquisite and charming body, and stopped at her neckline for a moment.

The thin purple dress has a low neckline, revealing the alluring snow and the deep, charming shadow.

Xiao Yinruo knew without much thought which little bastard would get the upper hand tonight.

But can the two girls, Nanzhi and Qingyue, let that boy go easily?

"Do me a favor later." Pei Wanyu looked at Xiao Yinruo with a smile on her face, "How about asking Nanzhi to stop disturbing me?"

Xiao Yinruo put the teacup on the table and looked up at Pei Suoyu. Her thick black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall. Although her facial features were graceful and soft, her demeanor and temperament carried a clear and cold beauty that could only be admired from a distance.

"You still can't deal with these two little girls?" Xiao Yinruo's eyes were fixed with a noncommittal look: "I am Nanzhi's master."

Pei Wanyu looked at her friend's face, which was as beautiful as an orchid in a valley, with a half-smile: "How about I ask you to 'empathize' with me?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yinruo's breathing stagnated, and her slightly widened eyes flashed with hesitation, surprise, and disbelief: "What?"

Pei Suoyu smiled like a fox, thinking to herself, "Almost a month has passed, and I thought you had no interest in my disciple at all, but it turns out you were just pretending."

"I say~" Pei Wanyu leaned forward, the edge of the table covered by her plump breasts: "You can use your 'empathy' method on me, maybe it can improve your strength even more~"

She stretched out her fingers and gently rubbed the teacup. "After all, my strength is much stronger than that girl Nanzhi. Maybe you can reach the extreme of 'empathy' in one go, and then you won't need to continue 'empathy' anymore. Do you think it makes sense?"

Xiao Yinruo's expression changed slightly. She thought that her friend was petty after all when it came to Lu Jinan. But could she really empathize with him to the extreme?

Is there any difference between what Pei Suoyu did and what Nanzhi did?

She pondered, and Pei Wanyu's eyes lit up with amusement. "Give it a try. There's nothing to lose, right?"

"With your strength, you can easily make Nanzhi fall asleep, right?" Xiao Yinruo spoke hesitantly, feeling a little reluctant in his heart.

Nanzhi is his disciple after all, but he has become her stumbling block. He feels very guilty.