Mozun Immortal Emperor

When Long Jiaoyang was possessed by the demon three years ago, only Pill Demon knew the ordeal he went through.It's a pity that the pill demon was sealed in the stone jade and could not help Long Jiaoyang.He could only watch Long Jiaoyang go crazy like a demon, hunting and killing all kinds of creatures.

When Long Jiaoyang woke up for a moment, his heart was full of guilt. In the end, he didn't become a ruthless madman. He destructively slapped his Tianling Gai, trying to kill his soul.It is conceivable that Long Jiaoyang shot himself, and the lethality was so strong. When he killed himself, the bones of the entire face changed.

When Danmo was lamenting the death of the best successor, Long Jiaoyang's iceberg snow lotus and spiritual object osmanthus tree on Long Jiaoyang's arms exuded a clear Buddha spirit and vitality, pulling Long Jiaoyang back from the brink of death.

But Long Jiaoyang's primordial spirit was too damaged, and his Dao heart sank and disappeared.During these three years, Long Jiaoyang became a mute and a fool. Because he beheaded and killed a person who bullied a little girl in the street of Nanjun City, he was arrested and imprisoned here.

"Will Long Jiaoyang break down and stand up again?" Pill Demon whispered worriedly. He actually didn't want Long Jiaoyang to recover, because Long Jiaoyang had evil thoughts in his heart. Once he recovered his previous memory and Dao Xin power, he would inevitably repeat what happened three years ago scene.

Now that Long Jiaoyang opened his mouth to speak, it was obvious that his primordial spirit was about to recover from his injuries, and his body's various abilities were recovering.

"Ugly human boy, do you know who I am?" Qian Jie looked at Long Jiaoyang coldly while swallowing the heart in his hand.

"You're uglier than me." Long Jiaoyang looked at Qianjie carefully with his current cross-eyed eyes, and said seriously

Long Jiaoyang regained the ability to speak, but he hadn't been able to control the volume, his voice was heard on the walls of Nanjun City.

The human warriors who hated Qianjie very much couldn't help but secretly feel happy.

"Very good, you successfully angered me. I didn't want to kill you, but now you will become one of my lunches!" Qian Jie put away the heart in his hand, licked the blood on his lips and said evilly

"You can't eat me, because I want to eat you." Long Jiaoyang's face was expressionless, and his words were undoubtedly terrifying.

Qianjie gave a strange laugh, and the magic wings on his back danced towards Long Jiaoyang in an instant.

Long Jiaoyang subconsciously stretched out his arm to stop him, and the next moment Qianjie's sharp devil claw pierced his arm.

The pain came, but Long Jiaoyang didn't care, he raised his arm and kicked Qianjie.

Qianjie swiftly flew up, standing upside down on top of Long Jiaoyang's head, and then the devil claw on his right hand formed a sharp nail, stabbing fiercely at Long Jiaoyang's sky cap.

Long Jiaoyang's scalp was punctured and blood gushed out, but his skull was not broken.An inexplicable pattern appeared, blocking Qianjie's devil's claws.

"Get off!" Long Jiaoyang stretched out his hand and pulled Qianjie's hair, and then he pulled the dazed Qianjie to the ground.

"You ugly guy, you dare to throw me, you go to hell!" Qianjie was furious, kicking Long Jiaoyang completely unable to react, and finally he kicked Long Jiaoyang flying about five meters .

The prisoners who had been hiding behind Long Jiaoyang couldn't help showing despair when they saw Long Jiaoyang's fiasco.

"Anyway, it's death, we'll fight him!" One prisoner rushed towards Qianjie in despair, and the other prisoners mustered up their courage to rush forward.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen prisoners died, and now only about ten prisoners are still alive.

"Humble human beings, you are only worthy of being food!" Qian Jie looked down on the remaining dozen people arrogantly.

Such a massacre made him feel much more comfortable.

Suddenly, Qianjie sensed spiritual power fluctuating.He looked at the place where the ugly person who was kicked five meters away by himself fell.This ugly guy started fighting at some point, and there were inexplicable lines intertwined on his body.

"This ugly guy is actually a cultivator?" Qian Jie was stunned, then he licked his lips and said joyfully, "The blood and heart of a human cultivator are good things that can enhance the strength of the demon souls of my clan. Today I found a treasure."

The upper echelons of the demon clan reached an agreement with the emperor of the Tang imperial family in the God Emperor Domain, and they became an alliance.Therefore, people of the demon clan cannot kill the cultivators of the God Emperor Domain at will, which makes Qianjie very upset.Now that he met a human cultivator who took the initiative to provoke him, how could he miss the opportunity to kill him.

The Dao patterns on Long Jiaoyang's body surged, which was the subconscious resonance of the Dao patterns integrated into Long Jiaoyang's body with the Dao heart of righteousness and evil. They were helping Long Jiaoyang to defuse the spiritual power of the enemy's attack.Long Jiaoyang was in a state of ignorance, and he didn't know how such a mysterious power suddenly appeared on his body.

"This kind of power is so familiar." Long Jiaoyang murmured to himself, and then with a thought, he let the spiritual power of Zhengmo Daoxin appear in the palm of his hand.

Long Jiaoyang observed the righteous demon spiritual power formed in the shape of a Taiji diagram in his palm, he looked up at the sky, and then down at the earth.Then Long Jiaoyang pressed one hand to the void, and the other to the earth, "Is this the power that can absorb the power of heaven and earth?"

When Long Jiaoyang self-evolved to correct the spiritual power of demons, Qianjie had already approached silently. He had failed to pierce Long Jiaoyang's skull with his claws before, so he used a crescent-shaped dagger just to be on the safe side.

"Be careful, the devil is going to attack you." Among the surviving prisoners, someone shouted.

Long Jiaoyang looked up at Qianjie. Qianjie was already close at hand, only three steps away from Long Jiaoyang.

"Ugly guy, donate your heart and blood to be responsible for your own words and deeds!" Qianjie said indifferently, approaching at a high speed with his wings dancing.

In Long Jiaoyang's palms pressing towards the void and the palms pressing towards the earth, righteous energy spiritual power and demonic energy spiritual power evolved respectively. They centered on Long Jiaoyang and evolved along the positive and evil lines on Long Jiaoyang's body surface.

When Qianjie's dagger pierced Long Jiaoyang's chest, a Taiji diagram formed by the evil spirit power resisted the dagger in Qianjie's hand. I was absorbed by himself, making Qianjie unable to move for an instant, and the spiritual power in his whole body was surging towards the Tai Chi diagram on Long Jiaoyang's chest.

"You... who are you?" Qian Jie broke out in a cold sweat from fright

boom!

A huge fist responded to Qianjie, and then the sound of punching was heard all the time, and at the same time there was the sound of bones breaking.Qianjie's screams were as loud as spring thunder.

The surviving prisoners and the sergeants guarding the city wall were all dumbfounded in shock. How could this ugly man be so brave, defeating a demon at once, and now he wants to break all the bones of the demon.

"You...you can't kill me...I am the guard of the city lord of Nanjun City...you will be killed if you kill..." Qian Jie was sweating coldly in pain. After pleading to no avail, Qian Jie began to threaten Long Jiaoyang.