I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

Xiao Wuyou doesn't even need to take any action anymore.

But this doesn't mean he will be careless.

"Devil, why did you suddenly reveal your identity? What do you want to do?" Xiao Wuyou was a little confused.

This traitor was hiding well, but suddenly revealed his identity and started fighting, and he was so incompetent, it was a bit too easy.

When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong. The other party may have other intentions.

But to Old Lady Xiao, these words were pure sarcasm, even more sarcastic than those of the Yin-Yang Taoist!

tnnd, a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated!

"Xiao Wuyou, don't be so complacent! Do you really think that I would dare to sneak into the righteous path without any trump card?!" Old lady Xiao dragged her weak ghost body, furious!

Xiao Wuyou was stunned for a moment: "No, I just want to know what else you want to do besides giving it away for free......"

"What am I here for? You'll find out soon enough!"

"If the Demon Emperor can't get it, you can't get it either!"

After Old Lady Xiao finished speaking, she suddenly began to ignite the evil energy in her body!

At the same time, the Gray Ghost's body also began to burn with gray flames!

The sky and earth changed color, and lead-gray cumulus clouds completely swallowed up the sky.

At this moment, the low-level cultivators almost instantly lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground one by one. Even the great masters who had reached the state of spiritual transformation felt cold all over their bodies and their life force was rapidly fading away.

While Old Lady Xiao was dying, her spiritual energy was rising steadily!

Ye Qingmeng's face suddenly darkened, and he warned Xiao Wuyou: "It's not good, let's retreat quickly!"

"It is said that the leader of the Luan Gui Sect has a secret method to pass on his family tradition. He can sacrifice his own soul to summon the ghost of the first generation leader! His strength is enough to rival the Great Perfection of the Incarnation Spirit!"

Judging from the aura, the rumors are true!

Xiao Wuyou's methods were indeed amazing, and he was almost invincible against the demon cultivators of the same level. But even so, he couldn't bridge the gap in cultivation!

"If we don't retreat now, it will be too late!" Ye Qingmeng grabbed Xiao Wuyou's hand and was about to run away.

"Hahahahaha! It's too late, Your Highness, you can't run away......!"

The old lady Xiao's wild and crazy smile came to an abrupt end as the gray flames suddenly ignited.

After the ghost's body was devoured, it was replaced by gray flames all over the sky.

I saw a terrifying corpse ghost that was more than meters tall, dragging thousands of lives and an alien body made up of piles of bones. It emerged faintly from the gray flames, like a demon king from the underworld!

"The contract...is done!"

"Ye Qingmeng, die!"

The hollow eyes of the skull stared at Ye Qingmeng.

Chapter 59: The Fall of Ghosts and Gods

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Ye Qingmeng reacted immediately after hearing the whispers of the ghost god.

The ghosts summoned by this kind of sacrifice are ultimately beyond the strength of the Gray Ghost Demon itself, and it is only relying on the power of the Heavenly Oath that it can barely continue.

Therefore, he could only ask the summoner to complete one thing, and for the Gray Ghost, that was to take his life!

"That ghost only wants to kill me, you retreat first!" Ye Qingmeng said, and then he suddenly tried to pull his arm away.

However, Xiao Wuyou, who was always gentle, now held her slender wrist tightly like an iron chain, causing her pain.

Xiao Wuyou's expression was still calm, but his eyes were no longer as calm as before, but covered with a simple and undeniable expression: "This time, I won't let go."

Ye Qingmeng frowned: "You can't win."

Xiao Wuyou smiled immediately: "I can."

Above the sky, Red Sand Arhat, Yin Yang Taoist Lord, the belatedly arrived Black Maple Elder, and those Nascent Soul cultivators who barely retained their strength, all attacked together.

The red light surged and the eight trigrams flowed, but the attacks of the righteous masters were like a mantis arm, unable to stop the ghost from advancing in the slightest, and couldn't even attract his attention!

"Master Xiao, run!"

"Leave that witch alone!"

"It will be too late if you don't run away now!"

The group of powerful gods were unable to do anything except shouting warnings.

However, to Xiao Wuyou, neither the warnings from the crowd nor the approaching ghosts and gods were as important as the girl in front of him.

There was no reason, he just wanted to look at those beautiful purple jade eyes for a while longer.

Being stared at by Xiao Wuyou, Ye Qingmeng's tone finally softened: "I don't want to send you to death."

"I can't let you die." Xiao Wuyou was equally determined.

Ye Qingmeng didn't reply, but a sweet smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She suddenly felt relieved.

Maybe she is not the only one in his life, but in this life, there is someone who is willing to protect her and love her all her life. What else can she ask for?

Ye Qingmeng is satisfied with everything she has.

That's why she was ready for the ultimate enlightenment.

"Having you in my life is not a wasted life."

Ye Qingmeng sighed and gently pressed her body against the other's chest, as if she was giving her body and soul to him in the last moments of her life.

But just when Xiao Wuyou subconsciously wanted to hug him, a hint of decisiveness flashed across her eyes, and she suddenly exerted force with one hand and attacked the other person's chest!

"I'm sorry...?!"

He slapped out with one palm, repelling Xiao Wuyou. After the ghosts and gods killed him, they would dissipate.

With his own sacrifice, he ensured Xiao Wuyou's survival.

That's how it should be.

But Ye Qingmeng never expected that Xiao Wuyou had anticipated this and grabbed her wrist tightly, making the blow that should have been as fast as lightning become a continuous push from a girl.

Xiao Wuyou was quite helpless: "You really haven't changed."

Ye Qingmeng finally panicked, but before she could react, Xiao Wuyou had already put his arm around her waist and held her tightly in his arms.

The ghosts and gods have arrived, there is no chance anymore.

Ye Qingmeng closed her eyes and fell into despair.

The ghost god with monstrous cultivation suddenly dropped a palm towards the two people who were leaning on each other in mid-air!

This palm shook the heavens and the earth!

The aftermath of the demonic turbulence alone caused large tracts of trees to wither and thousands of lives to die.

At this moment, countless dead souls and resentful spirits are celebrating the passing of the living.

A group of powerful gods in the distance couldn't even block it and could only avoid it!

But just as the terrifying giant hand made of alien bones was about to fall, Xiao Wuyou suddenly drew his sword to meet it!

The dark purple luck was condensed to the extreme along with the sword intent, and at this moment, the Netherworld Sword fully unleashed its power.

The Nether Butterfly spread its wings and flew, becoming infinitely close to a solid entity, like a strange yet beautiful flower blooming in mid-air!

Even so, compared with the gods and ghosts who can reach the sky, they are just ants in the palm of the hand!

Until the two collided completely.

The purple Netherworld demonic energy, the beautiful butterfly shadows, and the two people snuggling together were completely controlled by the ghosts and gods!

Yin Yang Arhat lowered his head in sorrow: "Even Lord Xiao, can't you win..."

"Why are you so stubborn......" Chisha Luohan couldn't help but sigh, feeling sorry for Xiao Wuyou's passing.

But just as everyone was falling into sorrow and despair, the horrifying ghost let out a groan of pain.

Immediately afterwards, a dark purple flame ignited between the huge palms!

The originally small butterfly now burst into countless tentacles, which entangled the ghost's arm and then suddenly expanded!

The Netherworld Demonic Energy can devour other demonic energies and use them for its own benefit, but the opponents Xiao Wuyou has fought against in the past were too weak, so this point was not obvious enough.

For example, the former leader of the Blood Prison Sect was reduced to ashes with one sword strike, and the Nether Butterfly swallowed the blood prison evil energy in vain, released a special effect, and then dissipated.

However, this ghost god is much stronger than the Nether Butterfly itself.

So, the Nether Sword finally felt a hint of excitement, just like Tushan Momo who had been hungry for three days and three nights, and began to frantically devour the opponent's evil energy!

The founder of the Luan Gui Sect, with thousands of years of accumulated tremendous cultivation, is enough to annihilate the ghosts and evil spirits of all the righteous great men present except Xiao Wuyou. At this moment, he is nothing more than food for the Nether Butterfly!

In just a moment, most of the ghost's left arm was eaten away, and it disintegrated like dust and gravel!

The ghost was filled with shock and anger. He suddenly pulled his hand back, then gathered his strength and swung his right fist violently, trying to concentrate all his strength to kill the Nether Butterfly with one blow before it could absorb the energy!

After all, he is still a world-destroying devil. Even though he has fallen into the underworld and lost the consciousness of the living, he still retains enough fighting instincts.

Unfortunately, with this punch, all that was destroyed was a large area of ​​forest and a wisp of pink smoke.

The power of Peach Blossom Luck's illusion can only last for a moment without drawing the sword.

But this moment is enough to determine the outcome.

When the ghost suddenly reacted, Xiao Wuyou had already brought Ye Qingmeng to his chest and stabbed him with a sword without haste!

The shrill screams, like the wailing of thousands of dead souls, shocked the heaven and earth.

The Netherworld Butterfly spread its wings once again, stretching out countless purple tentacles, ripping open the hearts and lungs of ghosts and gods and feasting on them at will!

The flames of the underworld continued to burn, and ghosts and gods struggled and wailed under the wings of butterflies. It was so miserable, yet there was a strange beauty in it.

In the end, the huge body that reached the sky was completely devoured by the Netherworld Butterfly and dissipated.

"No... this is not true..."

The contract was broken, and according to the rules, the remaining soul of the Gray Ghost was returned to the world by the underworld.

But how could the remnant soul, which had already consumed most of its strength, resist the dark evil energy that had devoured a ghost or god and covered the sky and the sun?

"Xiao Wuyou! Lord Demon Emperor will definitely help me..."

The Gray Ghost's resentment did not even cause a trace of spiritual power fluctuation, nor did it attract anyone's attention, and was completely annihilated under the gorgeous purple flame.

Chapter 60 Congratulations, Master Xiao, everything is just as you expected

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As Xiao Wuyou sheathed his sword, the Nether Butterfly turned into dark purple sparks all over the sky, flying and scattering like summer fireworks.

Xiao Wuyou held Ye Qingmeng in his arms and floated down to the ground. He finally had time to take a good look at the girl in front of him: "I said, I will never let go this time."

The girl looked at him in surprise.

Sensing that the other party was in a bad mood, Xiao Wuyou didn't want to make the atmosphere too heavy, so he said leisurely: "And I can handle it."

The response he got was not the soft and fragrant embrace he had expected, but a fierce pinch.

Xiao Wuyou, who could not be harmed even by ghosts and gods, now showed a mask of pain.

"Everything was within your expectations? Why didn't you say it earlier?!" Ye Qingmeng gritted her teeth, her eyebrows raised in anger.

It looked quite cute, but unfortunately the strength in the little hands made Xiao Wuyou unable to appreciate it.

"I've always said I can handle it, it's you who's worrying about it." Xiao Wuyou cried out in injustice.

"I thought you wanted to be with me..." Ye Qingmeng paused, her pretty face flushed for a rare moment, then she grabbed Xiao Wuyou's soft flesh again and said angrily: "Anyway, it's all your fault!"

"......Qingmeng is really worried about me." Xiao Wuyou raised his eyebrows with a meaningful look.

The girl was startled, and the gorgeous blush on her face became more obvious like the sunset. Her eyebrows, which should have been evil and charming, also had a softness like water, and looked gentle.

The little witch opened her mouth several times, trying to hide something, but when she saw the mockery in Xiao Wuyou's eyes, she finally gave up and sighed.

"Yes, I am worried about you."

"That's right...!"

Xiao Wuyou was halfway through his words when Ye Qingmeng grabbed his collar, pulled him in front of her, then stood on tiptoes and kissed him hard.