Immortal Mad Devil

Sword Gang Wasteland, Heavenly-Origin City.

Standing in the sky above Heavenly-Origin City, looking down at Heavenly-Origin City, Qin Yu looked in a trance, time has passed, and when he sees Heavenly-Origin City again, Qin Yu sighs.

The past is just like yesterday.

And the beautiful girl couldn’t help but appeared in Qin Yu’s mind, but was forcibly suppressed by Qin Yu.

After that, Qin Yu looked at Wujianzun and Xuan princes and said: “Master, you are here to wait for me for a while.”

The priest lives in Anping town, which is obviously He didn’t want to pay attention to world affairs, so he went to Anping Town alone.

“Okay!” Wu Jianzun and Xuan princes both responded nodded.

Qin Yu flew to Anping Town alone.

The old winds that made Qin Yu fear, now seem to cease to exist.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Qin Yu came to Anping Town.

“Huangping big brother??” Someone saw Qin Yu on the city wall, cry out in surprise.

“Luofeng!” Qin Yu looked at the young man and recognized at a glance that he was the son of the angry Divine Race Luo angry dragon.

“The big brother Huangping is back!” Luo Feng roared fiercely, and his voice echoed all over Anping Town.

Soon, many silhouettes appeared on the city wall of Anping Town.

“Huangping big brother!” A pleasant surprise sounded, it was Huanghu’s son Huangrulong.

Qin Yu looked at one after another familiar face, and there was an unspeakable warmth in his heart.

Although Qin Yu has now recovered his memory, his feelings for Anping Town have not changed.

Under everyone’s welcome, Qin Yu entered Anping Town, and Huanghu, Kuangzhan, Luangulong and others stepped forward.

“Huangping, you are back.” Huanghu looked at Qin Yu excitedly, patted Qin Yu’s shoulder heavily.

“The wild tiger big brother, the crazy big brother, the fall big brother…” Qin Yu shouted one after another. These people used to hunt with Qin Yu. For them, Qin Yu is very Is valued.

“Huangping big brother, where is Huang Sister An?” Huang Rulong asked loudly.

For Zhang Youyi, the people in Anping Town are very impressed. After all, Zhang Youyi’s temperament was notoriously hot at the beginning, plus Zhang Youyi’s feelings for Qin Yu, everyone can also see, so, surprised Why didn’t Zhang Youyi come back?

Qin Yu’s face was slightly stiff, but he quickly passed by, saying: “Huang An is being secluded cultivation. When she leaves the customs, let her come back.”

Everyone He didn’t think he was there.

After chatting with everyone, Qin Yu walked towards the place where the priest lived.

No one else followed Qin Yu.

After half a quarter of an hour.

Qin Yu came to the place where the priest lived. Looking at the familiar house, Qin Yu’s heartbeat increased slightly.

I have seen the terrifying power of the priest, and in Qin Yu’s heart the priest is mysterious and powerful!

When arriving at the door of the small courtyard, Qin Yu respectfully said: “Priest, Huanghei is back.”

“Creak!” The sound of the wooden door running-in sounded and the door was opened. A silhouette came out of the room.

What makes Qin Yu’s heart tremble is that today’s priests are more old-fashioned than when they parted, and there is no full of energy when they met for the first time.

I’m afraid that the priests also paid a great price for beheading the six immortals.

This made Qin Yu hesitate.

I don’t know whether asking the priest to remove the power of the abyss within the body will also cost the priest?

Thinking of this, Qin Yu hesitated even more.

“I’m back.” The priest stared at Qin Yu with muddy eyes and said flatly.

“Aranhei has seen the priest.” Qin Yu replied.

I glanced at Qin Yu’s solemn appearance, and said: “Is there anything going on back this time?”

Qin Yu smiled bitterly, hesitated, and said: ” Priest, there is something Frankly wants to ask you, that is, how did you get rid of the power of me and Huang’an within the body?”

“You still have it on your body?” The priest surprisedly said.

“No, it’s a friend of mine.”

“Is he here this time?” the priest asked.

Qin Yu hesitated a little, and said: “Priest, please wait a moment.” After speaking, Qin Yu entered the stone tablet space of the tomb of gods and demons.

After a while, he brought the back sword slave out.

Moved by Qin Yu, the sword slave appeared and opened his eyes, and the priest also looked at the sword slave.

After taking a closer look, the priest narrowed his eyes and stared at the back sword slave, as if he could see something.

While the priest was looking at it, the sword slave was also looking at the priest, as if seeing something, the pupil of the sword slave was slightly condensed.

Neither of them spoke.

Perceiving the difference between the two, Qin Yu opened the mouth and said: “Priest, can you see if you can drive away the power of the abyss from him?”

“Yes!” Priest Looked deeply at the slave back sword.

Then, Qin Yu looked at the sword slave and said: “Senior, let the priest drive away the power of the abyss for you.”

The sword slave looked at the priest and said:” Good!”

“Huangping, go to town and wait.” The priest looked at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu didn’t doubt that he had him, and left after confessing to the sword slave.

When Qin Yu left, the priest slowly looked at the sword slave and said, “Fellow Daoist, I don’t know how to call it.”

“Sword slave!” said the sword slave.

Sword slave?

The priest pondered for a long time, not at all heard of the name, and then said: “I don’t know where Fellow Daoist comes from.”

Shook the head of the sword slave.

Seeing this, the priest has eyebrows slightly frowned. For some reason, he always feels that the person in front of him is a little weird, but he can’t tell the details.

Missing a little, the priest said: “Close your eyes and let out all that power.”

The sword slave nodded, slowly closed his eyes, a powerful abyss. The force surged out.

At the beginning, he resisted the fatal blow for Qin Yu, letting that force rush into the body, and he has been fighting with that force over the years.

Seeing this, the priest took out a pitch-black bottle gourd. The bottle gourd was only palm-size, which seemed not at all strange.

After pulling the bottle gourd away, black shadows gushing out of the bottle gourd, under the control of the priest’s mind, madly swallowing this power of the abyss.

Less than half an hour.

The power of the abyss on the back of the sword slave was swallowed by the shadow.

Then, Sombra returned to the bottle gourd, covered it with the stopper, and after taking the bottle gourd back, the priest looked at the back sword slave who was still sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

For some reason, that inexplicable feeling came to my heart again.

About one hour later.

The closed sword slave slowly opened his eyes, and the expression of the whole person was much better than before. After checking within the body, he looked up at the priest and said, “many thanks “

“Fellow Daoist, no matter what the past of Huangping, he is already our Guardian.” The priest said.

Beijian slave glanced at the priest and said, “Really?”