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Chapter 239 The Memory of Daohua Zhenjun

"Fox, fox! What a big fox!"

Su Yan, whose belly was supported by the beast, with four legs and small tail drooping, kept shaking his four legs, his face full of panic like crawling around in the void.

The sudden big fox frightened Su Yan, who had always suffered from a phobia of uprooting nine-tailed foxes.

As soon as he entered the small black room just now, Su Yan felt a strong vitality coming from the void, and then the extremely powerful demon power wrapped him up, gradually forming a monster power gathering in the shape of a nine-tailed fox.

The fairy sister turned out to be a nine-tailed fox!Su Yan was beyond shocked by this.

Nine-tailed fox. Where is this nine-tailed fox!
Su Yan didn't know about the Empress Dowager Su being buried with Emperor Xia Yu in the ice coffin, so he naturally wouldn't think about a mother who had "passed away" long ago, and simply thought that the fairy sister was a nine-tailed fox from other clans.

For example, the Qingqiu family, the Tu Shan family, and the Su family. Su Yan has seen Tu Shan's young foxes.

Therefore, the empress dowager suddenly showed her appearance, which naturally frightened Su Yan enough, thinking that it was the perverted old fox, who was disrespected by her ancestors, chasing him.

"Win!"

After Feishou caught Su Yan, he looked at the blood mist flying in the sky, smiled, and shook his head.

Although he knew that Yazi would not lose the bet on his life, Feishou did not expect that Su Yan would win. Feishou originally just wanted to add some trouble to Zhenjun Daohua.

Not being able to lose does not necessarily mean winning. Fei Beast guessed that Su Yan met Zhenjun Daohua, and then because of various coincidences, he ruthlessly disgusted the lawless Zhenjun Daohua Wanling, and then Su Yan Yan asked his own elders or a passing expert to rescue him.

Unexpectedly, Su Yan actually used the power of an unknown god to kill Zhenjun Daohua on the spot.

Zhenjun Daohua also died tragically. The whipping belonged to the power aimed at the level of the soul. Countless golden long whips were whipped on his soul, causing irreversible deformation inside the soul of Zhenjun Daohua.

The distorted and distorted soul gradually swelled, because the alienation at the level of the soul affected the physical level, allowing the soul of the Daohua Zhenjun to explode his body alive.

Greedy to the end but get a poor.

"Well what is this?"

As Zhenjun Daohua drifted with the wind, the dharma body and remnants of the soul of Zhenjun drifted all around, and the giant embryos and dragon-shaped embryos above the sky fell to the ground one after another as if they had lost power.

Su Yan suddenly had an extra memory in his mind. The flashback memory was the back alley of an inn. In the memory, the protagonist was rummaging through the slop for food. Then there was a sound of shouting and killing from the inn. A woman in black robe Xiu asked several monks to chase and kill them all the way.

The little beggar, who was rummaging through the swill, was terrified, and quickly turned over into the swill. After some time, the beggar felt that he could not hold his breath, so he bravely poked his head out of his pot to breathe.

But in front of him, there was a picture scroll like a nether world.

The distorted and deformed creature fell to the ground, and the black-robed female cultivator half-knelt on the ground and spit out bright red organ fragments from her mouth.

The little beggar froze for a moment in the bucket, then jumped out of the slop bucket, holding the long sword on the back of the nun, pressed down deeper with all his strength, and then cut across, directly chopping the black-robed nun in the backyard of the inn.

In his impression, those who can fly around in the blue sky are big shots and very rich.

The little beggar originally just wanted to get property, but he didn't expect to get windfall. Six storage bags.

The black-robed female cultivator is a low-level disciple of Nightmare Town, and the righteous cultivator chasing her behind her.

There is nothing special about a female cultivator, she is just a monk in the Qi refining period, a low-level figure belonging to the era of little beggars, and her only use is to let those monks who are fledgling or have experience be used for beheading.

But her half-baked Nightmare Town's legal heritage gave birth to a famous devil.

"Is this the memory of True Monarch Daohua Wanling?" Su Yan said with a surprised expression, looking at the flocs falling from the sky to the ground.

"It is not so easy to break up the soul that has been condensed to the extreme." Fei Beast glanced at Su Yan beside him and explained lightly: "The soul of the Daohua Wanling Zhenjun is only broken into fragments. In a sense, it is not completely dead now."

Hitting the Divine Whip just broke his soul, and the soul of Daohua Zhenjun is extremely condensed, and now it will take some time to catalyze the real death.

"You hate him so much, why don't you give him some help?"

A memory flashed back to Su Yan's mind again. The little beggar who rummaged through the back alley for slops was now well-dressed and well-dressed. A little beggar can't learn proper magic tricks.

He can only barely make a living in the realm of comprehension by relying on his fist and kick skills, and the animal-making method of the Nightmare Town Sect's beginners dropped by the Nightmare Town Sect.

He can only continue to study the method of making animals in depth.

Although the method of making animals is a method of punishment, as the beggar has further researched and developed it, it has become a strange technique that can kill at the touch of a finger, and he has gradually become famous.

Starting from killing a monk head-on, the beggar started to start a business without capital and profit by killing people and extorting goods, and life turned into nutrients to nourish his growth.

After getting in touch with colleagues in the cultivation world, the beggar also gradually learned about the world structure, and became a teacher in the northern nightmare town.

"Why don't you give him some help?" Fei Beast looked at the flying catkins and said, "Because it's too troublesome, I need to strangle them one by one. Why don't we wait a while to prevent him from escaping and let time take away the fragments."

".Is that so?"

Su Yan saw that the beasts said so, and it was not easy to refute him. While quietly peeping at the memory of the Taoist Wanling Zhenjun, he raised his hand, greeted the sky where the smoke and dust were gradually dissipating, and told his aunt that he was safe. .

Because the soul had been scattered, Su Yan didn't browse Zhenjun Daohua's memory completely.

The memory is basically a section here, a section there, one second may be killing people and stealing goods, and the next second it may appear in an unknown kiln with chopsticks.

Su Yan didn't take the things in his memory seriously, he just took it as a gossip, quietly waiting for the death of the Daohua Wanling Zhenjun, and then he could leave the Beast Sect.

However, as the top layer of flocs fell, Su Yan also glimpsed the most important memory of Zhenjun Daohua.

It was a bloody day.

The beggar who has become a high-ranking sect in Nightmare Town is facing the biggest crisis in his life.

A disciple of the Nightmare Town sect in the northern state killed the heir to the top demon sect in the southern state.

The master of the Demon Sect personally came to the door, and left the Nightmare Town Sect in the northern state without leaving any dogs or dogs. He dragged his family and his family to drown in the cesspit of the city, and took out their souls and hung them all in the city.

The leader of the Nightmare Town Sect fled to the mountain, activated the formation in an attempt to stop the leader of the Demon Sect, and began to pack up the thousand-year-old wealth in the treasury to prepare to escape.

Daohua Zhenjun learned a secret here.

The realm of self-cultivation is incomplete. In ancient times, there was no such thing as immortality and ascension. The world of self-cultivation is actually the same thing as the world of immortals.

Before the Jedi Tiantong incident happened, the world of comprehension was a corner of the fairy world.

You have the power to dismember the fairy world, take the most core part as his own, smash the other areas, and throw them into the void that devours everything.

The realm of comprehension is one of the fragments of the fairy world that were thrown away.

　I originally wanted to update it today, but I was not feeling well yesterday, so I slept until almost ten o'clock in the morning. After thinking about it, I planned to update after lunch.

　　The result was unexpected.

　　It seems that trees are being cut down at my ancestral grave, right?The lumberjacks piled up all the dead branches and leaves, and then they all collapsed, rolling to the foot of the mountain and burying the ancestral graves of several families, some of which were blown away by the circular stakes.

　　Well. My family is also one of them.

　　I helped move the dead branches and leaves there all afternoon, which almost made me lie down on the mountain from exhaustion.

　　I'm really a big black guy, and I can encounter all kinds of weird things.

　　There are pictures and the truth, but no easter egg chapters will be issued, after all. It is not auspicious.

　　For the sake of my bad luck, can you give me some votes?

　　
　
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