Forced to become the top darling in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 183

She has a soul-controlling banner in her hand, and a blood pool given by Qingyun Mountain, which is specially used to refine ghosts.

This resentment is indeed unusual, after all, it is the resentment and obsession of the goddess, and it has become more vicious over the years.

But Shen Zhen believes that she can refine, as for whether she will burp the day before she succeeds... She is not very sure.

"Tsk..." Yan carefully squeezed Shen Zhen's cheek, "Zhen Zhen, you are so intransigent, what should I do?"

"Why am I not subdued?" Shen Zhen lay on the pillow, staring at him with confused eyes. Today's words were cautious, she took off a black suit, and wore a pure white dress. Her long black hair was tied with a white jade hairpin. Arm in arm, sword eyebrows and star eyes, extraordinarily dazzling.

With his appearance, he seems to come from Jiuyou, which everyone yearns for. At first glance, he is that kind of immortal, gentle and elegant.

"For example, you can act like a baby with me." After Yan Shen said, he opened his palm, and a crystal clear pill appeared in his palm. The fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose and refreshes the heart, and the heavy soul is redeemed at this moment.

Just by smelling the fragrance of the medicine, Shen Zhen knew that the medicine pill was not of the grade that Jingzhou could refine.

"When that boy Yuheng threatened you, you should tell me." Yan carefully handed the pill to Shen Zhen, motioning her to take it.

Shen Zhen was slightly stunned, and swallowed the elixir dully.

The moment the elixir entered the body, the resentment entangled in the internal organs fled in panic in an instant.

Shen Zhen's chest felt overwhelmed in an instant, and he couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of black blood.

The black blood fell on the floor and disappeared into the air screaming unwillingly.

Yan carefully supported Shen Zhen, and carefully wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth, her gentle voice soothed Shen Zhen's messy heart, "Zhen Zhen, you have to believe that there is this seat behind you, and this seat is your biggest backer." , no one in the Six Realms can threaten the woman of this seat, if there is, this seat will crush his bones."

"Yan..." Shen Zhen looked at Yan Shenzheng blankly. At this moment, he was like a vanguard on her thorny road, paving a smooth path for her.

Before the words could be uttered, he fell heavily into Yan Shenzheng's arms.

At this moment in the Nine Nether Heavens.

Yu Heng gritted his teeth and looked at the half-destroyed palace in the sky. Black smoke was still rising from the palace, and the surrounding clouds were also blackened.

The thunder and lightning that remained in the ruins flickered from time to time, reminding him that all this was not a dream.

Time moves forward by a quarter of an hour.

Yan Shenzheng split open his palace with a sword, picked him up like an ant and threw him on the hall in front of the immortals, stepped on his back, trampled on him until he heard the sound of bones cracking and shattering. Kick him away.

"Shen Zhen is a woman of this seat, a person of this seat in life, and a ghost of this seat in death, and she will be with this seat for the rest of her life."

Yan Shenzheng pointed his sword between Yu Heng's eyebrows, his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and his deep and domineering voice resounded throughout the palace, "Don't let me make an exception and use your head as a lantern."

He said that he has never reappeared since he reached the top of the Six Realms, and he has never seen him kill. Now he is leading the army in Jiuyou for a human woman named Shen Zhen.

"Speak carefully, don't think that your cultivation level is the first in the six realms, and this lord will recognize you." Yu Heng raised his eyes unwillingly and glared at him angrily.

(End of this chapter)