The Devil Fallen Fairy wants to regret and make amends? You are not worthy

"I was planning to give you some more time to prepare, but I didn't expect you to come so soon... But that's okay. This way you can become my stepping stones. I really need the blood and energy of a cultivator right now."

Xu Qingyan looked towards Zhao Yuanji.

"Where did all those immortal cultivators who came here before go?"

“Pah, pah, pah.”

Zhao Yuanji patted his belly and smiled grimly.

"They are all here, and you will see them soon. You cultivators are really not smart. You always think that you have extraordinary powers and can handle all the problems in the world by yourself. You deserve to be in this situation."

Pei Yu looked at Zhao Yuanji coldly.

"You didn't hesitate to kill the king and the father, and slaughter innocent people, and even let almost half of the people in the city be infected with the plague. People like you also want to cultivate immortality and seek immortality? Aren't you afraid of being punished by the heavens?"

"Hahahahaha...Heavenly Way?"

Zhao Yuanji smiled cruelly and disdainfully.

Then he raised his arm slightly and looked at the two of them coldly.

His eyeballs almost popped out of his eyes.

The bloodshot eyes looked ferocious and terrifying.

"If there really is such a thing as Heaven's Way, how can such things happen in this world? How come people die in despair and pain every day? Moreover... my path is different from yours. Who says that mortals can't cultivate immortality? Who says that the royal family is not worthy of becoming immortal? I am the exception! I can go against Heaven's will!"

"Buzz!!"

Like a vibrating sound.

Xu Qingyan and Pei Yu clearly saw strange flashing characters suddenly appear on the ground of the entire palace, as if forming a twisted pattern.

This is a formation!

Pei Yu instantly realized that the other party might be using the witch's method to cultivate himself by using other immortal cultivators as nourishment.

He actually cultivated himself with the dragon energy of the emperor's bloodline...

This kind of luck is not suitable for cultivating immortals. Cultivating immortals is to go against the will of heaven and seize the luck of heaven and earth.

Moreover, this kind of life that has been blessed by heaven did not expect that at this moment Pei Yu felt a great power from him.

She felt a chill down her spine.

And looking at Zhao Yuanji, whose hair was flying and whose face was ferocious as if he was planning something, she knew she couldn't wait any longer.

Must take action.

"You are also worthy of cultivating immortality?!"

Pei Yu rose from the ground.

Before the formation seemed to be completed, it rushed to Zhao Yuanji in the blink of an eye.

He drew his sword and stabbed the man between the eyebrows.

And Zhao Yuanji seemed to be prepared.

"boom!"

He directly pulled out a soul-summoning banner from behind!

It slammed into the ground.

Countless auras filled with resentment rushed towards Pei Yu.

Pei Yu showed no intention of retreating, and with a majestic aura he thrust his sword like a startled wild goose.

"boom!"

The sword energy soared into the sky and broke through the dome of this magnificent palace.

Then it fell hard.

All the wronged souls before my eyes were shattered and dissipated.

"puff!"

Even Zhao Yuanji, who was holding the soul-summoning flag, staggered back a step, as if because he had just gained the aura and his foundation was unstable.

There was even blood coming out of the corner of his mouth.

This is enough to show the power of Pei Yu's sword.

Zhao Yuanji stumbled two steps, holding the shaky soul-calling banner and hastily raised his head.

"Master, I was just kidding you... Don't kill me, let's talk about this."

Pei Yu held the sword and sneered.

"Before, you were indeed a mortal. Even if I wanted to kill you, I had to consider the cause and effect of heaven. But now you are a cultivator, and you are also secretly hunting with the witch doctor. So there is no reason for me to let you go."

"madman!"

Zhao Yuanji turned around and ran away.

But how could Pei Yu let go of this arrogant and respectful villain?

Chase with sword in hand.

Xu Qingyan, who was watching all this from behind, suddenly realized something and shouted with a frown.

"No! Master Pei, be careful!"

But even if Pei Yu heard it, he couldn't stop at this moment.

There was no reason for her to miss the opportunity before her, especially since her sword was only a hair's breadth away from the opponent.

But it's just this fraction of a second.

Pei Yu, who was approaching, suddenly stopped.

She felt a momentary emptiness in her body, which was the loss of strength!

She was suddenly panicked.

"what happened?!"

Zhao Yuanji, who seemed to be running away but actually just changed his position, smiled and looked at the other party.

He put away his fake expression of fear.

"Women are so stupid. It's like my mother believed that man could give her wealth and honor and treat her well. Since I knew you were coming...why didn't I prepare?"

"Is it a formation?!"

Pei Yu looked down and saw the soles of his feet.

When she saw the flashing lines under her feet, she understood instantly.

This formation was not something that had not been completed yet. It had been prepared long ago. The posture just now was just a deliberate hypocritical cover-up!

The purpose is to let her chase Zhao Yuanji to this location and fall into the trap!

This formation has many clever disguises. It was not set up by Zhao Yuanji, but by that group of... witches!

This is the Immortal Capture Formation!

Pei Yu looked up in surprise.

Just when she felt that holding the sword was a little difficult.

Zhao Yuanji directly picked up the soul-calling banner in his hand.

Sneer grimly.

"go to hell!"

"boom!!!"

Pei Yu flew backwards, blood spurting out of his mouth.

Her internal organs were churning, but the air draining from her body made her feel even more desperate.

If all my power is absorbed by this formation, then what should I do next? Even leaving this place becomes a problem.

Am I really going to be eaten alive by this hateful man?

Damn it...I should just go back to the Eighteen Sword Sect!

But what does it matter if you think about this? Pei Yu, who was somewhat desperate, saw a figure appear in the corner of his eye.

Xu Qingyan...

Yes, and this boy...

But he had no better way to deal with Zhao Yuanji, and even got fooled, so what else could he do?

Can you run away with yourself?

After just a moment of thinking, Pei Yu realized that the other person had just passed by him!

It seemed as if he was not here to save me, he even ignored me!

He just let his body fly backwards, then fell heavily to the ground, and rolled over twice, looking extremely embarrassed.

This bastard! What is he going to do?!

It's not enough for him to be alone, he wants to die too, right?!

For a moment Pei Yu didn't know why he should be angry.

But she could only lie on the ground, and struggle to get up, watching the young man abandon her and rush towards the immortal capture formation as if to commit suicide.

What an... idiot!

Zhao Yuanji could only sneer when he saw the young man rushing towards him.

"You want to try something that even your master can't do? Oh, I really gave you too much face."

Xu Qingyan didn't say anything, he just held the sword and rushed forward.

Zhao Yuanji coldly inserted the soul-calling flag into the ground again.

"boom!"

The lines lit up inch by inch, as if they were a group of landmines. As long as the opponent landed on any of those dense points, he would lose his power and become his most delicious prey, just like that woman.

But...something magical happened.

Xu Qingyan did not pause at all, and his body even moved faster and faster.

But...

None of those lit up patterns could capture this young man.

one time.

Two times.

Until near!

"puff!!"

In a blink of an eye, the young man appeared in front of Zhao Yuanji, raised his hand and thrust a sword straight into Zhao Yuanji's forehead.

Zhao Yuanji instinctively raised his hands and used his body-protecting Qi to resist.

But the opponent's sword pierced his palms easily.

Zhao Yuanji didn't even care about the pain and the blood spurting out, and took two steps back to avoid the opponent's sword.

"Buzz!!"

He tried his best to mobilize his whole body's energy to resist the sharpness of the young man's seemingly ordinary sword.

But he felt more and more exhausted.

Zhao Yuanji, who was sweating profusely, had never thought that this young man had such a talent.

He actually treated the Immortal Capture Formation as nothing, and even put so much pressure on himself.

Did I make a wrong judgment? That woman is not a powerful person at all, but this boy is?!

Xu Qingyan looked into his eyes and walked forward step by step, his aura was majestic.

Pei Yu, who had already stood up with great effort not far away, could not believe what was happening.