Reborn Demon Emperor, I have to stay away from them

Chapter 168 I am your old father

"Om..."

A huge demonic aura suddenly permeated around Ye Tian, ​​and under the dark green demonic aura, the figure of a thin old man emerged.

Now the shadow of the ancient spirit cat has almost solidified into substance. It appeared without saying a word, but raised its skinny hand and gently stroked Ye Tian's head.

Ye Tian did not say anything, but just leaned against the ancient spirit cat, his eyes slightly red.

It is a demon! Occasionally living in Ye Tian's body, or because of his luck, it and Ye Tian have become each other's most solid support.

After a long time, Ye Tian looked up at the ancient spirit cat and said in a hoarse voice: "Master."

"No need to say more, the master has seen it all."

A trace of heartache flashed across the ancient spirit cat's dark old eyes: "Tian'er, I'm sorry for wronging you. It's also your fault that I'm incompetent. Now I have recovered too little."

"I don't feel wronged. I know that Master is considering the overall situation." Ye Tian's eyes became redder, but he did not allow himself to shed a single tear.

As he spoke, he gently rubbed his head against the skinny yet broad palm of the ancient spirit cat: "Han Tan, even if those two bastards are here, I must go and give it a try! Master has helped me so much, but I have never given you anything."

"You and I, master and disciple, must not speak like this again." The ancient spirit cat's eyes were filled with even more pain, but there was also a hint of disdain in them: "Since when did a scumbag from the Return to Void Realm think he was worthy of attacking my disciple!"

After saying that, a strong demonic energy shattered the restriction that Qiu Wuxin had left in Ye Tian's body! At the same time, the demonic energy gathered the fragments of the restriction. Whether it looked or felt, the restriction... was just like normal.

"Let go and act, Master, I'm behind you."

The shadow dissipated along with the green evil spirit, and Ye Tian bowed to the void: "Disciple thanks Master!"

Then, he rose into the air with a wild laugh, his handsome face full of a fierce and vigorous look.

"Yu Mu, Yu Mo! I... have endured for too long! At the bottom of that cold pond! I! Will definitely compete with you!"

On the other side, at the edge of the cold pond.

Yu Mu wiped the blood stains on the magic spear Tianwen with an expressionless face. In front of him lay three headless corpses, all of which seemed to have been shot in the head.

Mo's face was full of satisfaction. He held three great Yuanyings in his hands and took bites of them one by one, like biting an apple, completely ignoring the Yuanyings' shrill screams.

While eating, he muttered: "They are just three late Nascent Soul cultivators. Are these Zhongzhou cultivators always so brave?"

Just now, the two of them had just arrived at the edge of the cold pond when they ran into these three talented disciples from an unknown sect.

These three people are so young, frivolous and full of vigor!

Seeing that Yu Mu and Mo exuded the aura of "mid-Nascent Soul" cultivation, he took action without hesitation, intending to kill the two competitors of the Demon Refining Pot at the edge of the cold pond.

As they rushed forward, the three of them were evenly matched with Yu Mu at 70:30!

Yu Mu fired seven shots at random, killing three of them.

Mo happily took out their Nascent Souls and ate them, and was very loyal to give one and a half to Yu Mu. Yu Mu found it disgusting and said a few insults to him.

But it does not affect the taste of ink at all.

He... is different from Yu Mu after all. Even if Yu Mu practiced the Nine-Separation Demon Heart Art, it is difficult for him to directly digest the complex power in the cultivator's Nascent Soul. But for Mo, it is no problem.

With a flick of his finger, the Nirvana Demon Fire popped out and turned the three corpses into ashes. Yu Mu looked disgusted and said, "Eating Yuanying alive is too cruel."

"What? I think it's elegant to eat it in slices?" Mo also looked disgusted. He couldn't finish it himself, so he looked down on others? Are you, Yu Mu, the kind of person who finds it disgusting?

"No, I mean they are too noisy." Yu Mu rubbed his ears and raised his hand. A flash of light appeared! The Nascent Soul that was still screaming suddenly stopped making any sound.

"Can't you just seal their mouths and then eat?"

ink:"………"

After a few bites, the suffering of the three people was ended in no time. Mo took out a white handkerchief from somewhere and wiped the corners of his mouth gently, very elegantly.

"That's the residual spirit of the Demon Emperor. What if it helps Ye Tian deal with us?"

“If you dare to do so, I will blow it up!” Yu Mu’s handsome face flashed with viciousness: “Before, you were just in the initial stage of transcendence, and now you have become a remnant spirit. How many alchemy furnaces can you withstand?!”

Hearing what Yu Mu said, Mo spread his hands calmly, took out eight jade pendants from the storage ring, hung four around his own waist, and hung the remaining four around Yu Mu's waist.

At the same time, Mo took out the armor and put it on: "Let's go."

Yu Mu: “…”

Eight goddamn shining heavenly armor formations! When did he set up so many shining heavenly armor formations and seal them in the jade pendant? No wonder he stole materials from his storage ring more than once.

Yu Mu looked at Mo with disdain, then took out his armor and put it on.

It’s really not Yu Muxu. After all...if the alchemy furnace really exploded, it would be no joke.

Just as the two were about to enter the pool, a beam of light with a bloody smell landed directly beside them.

Yu Mu and Mo took a look and said, Oh, isn’t this Ye Tian?

At this time, Ye Tian was surrounded by a strong smell of blood, and it seemed that he had just experienced a period of slaughter.

He glanced at the ashes on the ground that were blown up by the wind, and said nothing, but just bowed and said, "Big Brother, Fellow Daoist Yu Mu."

"Let's go."

Yu Mu stretched lazily and did not drive Ye Tian away this time. After all... they would definitely meet at the bottom of the cold pond.

Ma Poyun didn't come, Wen Ruyu was in the Demon Realm, Su Qiyuan was also in the Demon Realm, and Lu Xinghe was in Jiuya Mountain.

Without these four people, most of the other geniuses are just passing clouds. They cannot be stopped, and the ones who make it to the end must be these three.

At the same time, on the other side of Jiuya Mountain.

Many independent cultivators who followed the trend returned to the foot of the mountain, and the city at the foot of the mountain was still bustling with people.

The mountain is still quiet and peaceful.

On this day, Lu Xinghe had just gone to greet Yun Buqi and had just returned to his own training room. Before he could sit cross-legged, he heard what seemed to be a demonic sound in his ears.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"Huh?!" Lu Xinghe was startled, his eyes filled with fear: "Who?!"

"This old man... is your long-lost father!!" The sneering voice was filled with chilliness, and a cloud of black mist appeared in front of Lu Xinghe's eyes.

"My son, why don't you call me daddy? Hehehe!"

"Well, I'll just go fuck you!" Lu Xinghe was furious...

"Swish!" The Golden Feather Sword, which had been almost warmed up, was unsheathed, ready to chop!

Upon seeing this, the black mist quickly turned into ink and waved its hands: "Hey, hey, hey, it was just a joke. How can you be so teasing?"

Lu Xinghe rolled his eyes and said, "Are you kidding me? A divine clone? Not likely. What are you doing? Where's Yu Mu?"

"He misses you and Jiuya Mountain very much." Mo's demonic clone sat casually on Lu Xinghe's cushion: "Xinghe, how are you and Master doing recently?"