Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

Chapter 418: Chu Yi is still not working hard enough



Chapter 418: Chu Yi is still not working hard enough

Zhu Jiu's body moved quickly and took advantage of every opportunity to avoid the howling and entangled soul dragon. The pressure from the dragon soul was useless to her.

Zhu Jiu found a flaw in the soul attack that covered the sky and the sun, and it could be broken in one step.

But when Zhu Jiu stepped forward with a relaxed look, the soul power that Chu Yi was familiar with underwent a drastic transformation.

There was another force that could threaten her that permeated around Zhu Jiu, locking onto her and causing her body to freeze for a moment.

This is the source of Chu Yi's most deeply hidden soul power. For some reason, it has mutated a little, and it is also Chu Yi's trump card.

Seeing that Zhu Jiu was indeed affected, she finally revealed an arrogant smile on her cold face.

He is finally going to take revenge!

"You bastard, you're really good at hiding, why don't you keep hiding?

"..."

Zhu Jiu fell into deep thought, because this suppressive force was too familiar. It came from the one-seventh part of her soul that was split off - the soul consciousness.

First, his throat was strangled by his own soul bone, and then he was suppressed by his own soul consciousness.

No, if these people are forced into a corner, can they really mobilize some of her power?

After practicing Taoism for 50,000 years, his opponent is still himself when he returns.

Zhu Jiu was not in a panic. He thought, just catch them and then break the blockade.

As a result, Chu Yi gave her another surprise. This Three-Life Soul-Locking Move was an advanced version of what Zhu Jiu had just demonstrated. Unexpectedly, he was able to learn from it and gain a deeper understanding after using it only once.

Xingjun said faintly: "Teach your apprentice to starve the master to death. Do you feel good?"

"..."

It’s so spicy. This time I’m really caught.

Seeing that Zhu Jiu had no chance to escape, Chu Yi showed a smile of turning defeat into victory.

Very arrogant, very proud, very sarcastic.

In the past, defeating millions of people was boring, but defeating Zhu Jiu with one move was ecstatic.

Chu Yi controlled Zhu Jiu and flashed in front of her.

"It turns out that being a ghost is better to be low-key and not be too arrogant, otherwise it is easy to make mistakes."

"Hmph, how about it, are you convinced?"

After feeling aggrieved for so long, this kid finally got to let out some air. How satisfying!

What should I do? Zhu Jiu cried helplessly, crying anxiously: "Help, help, help!!!"

Chu Yi felt more accomplished, and approached Zhu Jiu, intending to see her true face. He curled his lips in a cold smile, "Now you know how to shout for help..."

Who would have thought that Zhu Jiu's pitiful voice would suddenly turn into an extremely cold and arrogant queen voice, "...That's it?"

Chu Yi's expression changed drastically because he realized that the spell he had used to seal Zhu Jiu was easily broken, making his newly realized method seem like a shoddy project.

If Chu Yi could only feel Zhu Jiu's difficulty in the previous fight, then at this moment, he could closely feel the vast, dangerous, unfathomable and dominating pressure hidden under the tip of the iceberg of Zhu Jiu.

It was like the first time humans knew that there were gods above humans, and that there were three thousand floating beings outside the nine underworlds.

He was like a mayfly, a grain of snow, a drop in the ocean, and he saw a scene that was enough to burn his soul.

Chu Yi saw a flowing golden color, the eternal light shining everywhere, the gilded color did not ignore the stray snowflakes.

But Chu Yi was nearly killed by its casual shining.

When faced with things that are beyond one's understanding, one develops a numbing fear of death.

All of Chu Yi's reactions seemed pale. He was unable to react. He just felt severe pain all over his body and his mind was blank.

It will soon transform into another kind of blankness, its name is death.

Just when Chu Yi was crushed into dust, it seemed as if a pair of hands covered his eyes from behind.

Darkness came, consciousness began to fall, the soul was liberated and returned to reality.

A cold and pleasant voice passed by vaguely, like a god with cold and playful eyes, "If you peek again, you will die."

Everything happened in a flash. When Chu Yi opened his eyes again, he even felt like he was just distracted for a moment and had a weird dream.

He couldn't remember the specific content.

But the body and soul power that were drained in an instant, the severe pain in the soul, the remaining fear, the frantic heartbeat, and the cold and wet back all reminded him that something big seemed to have happened just now.

He almost had a gunfight with the King of Hell.

Chu Yi was confused, a little numb and dazed, and looked frightened.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that his mighty soul dragon had become transparent and small, and was rolled up into a scarf, hanging on the woman's neck.

The Soul Dragon's gilded pupils stared unwillingly, and its five claws opened and closed in humiliation.

But the little soul dragon was slapped on the butt (dragon tail) by a quick, fierce and accurate slap.

"It hurts so much. If you scratch me again, I'll pull out your tendons and skin you and use them as insoles for my shoes!" The woman's voice was still androgynous, and she was angrily yelling at him, very coquettish and mean.

She is really not a human being. She even didn't let go of Longlong, a cute boy with horns on his head.

As we all know, the sword is the life of a sword cultivator, and the soul weapon is the lifeblood of a soul cultivator.

How can it be comfortable to have your vitals grabbed and ravaged by someone?

Chu Yi felt like he was stripped of his pants and spanked in public. His defense was broken quadratically at that moment, broken upon broken.

"Damn it, let go of my dragon!"

Zhu Jiu was complaining that the little soul dragon was not as soft and cuddly as the little orange cat in the Princess's Mansion, so he tied a bow on it and threw it to Chu Yi, crossing his arms and looking at him with disdain.

"Tsk, little Chu Yi doesn't feel well either."

"Your dirty trick of squatting on the grass won't work. When the uncles in the vegetable market see you, they have to say that the food is delicious."

Little Soul Dragon: “…”

Chu Yi: “…”

When his heart was filled with mixed feelings and he was filled with shame and indignation, a familiar breath suddenly broke through Chu Yi's previous blockade of the space and appeared in the air where the two were fighting.

Chu Yi was caught off guard and suffered the backlash, spitting out a mouthful of young blood.

The blood did not splash on Zhu Jiu, but Mo Huaizun, with a stern look on his face, stopped her and cleared it away with a wave of his hand.

Chu Yi and Mo Huaizun don't have a good relationship, but now that he has been repeatedly rubbed, his heart is very fragile, so it is rare for him to feel dependent on his senior brother.

Unexpectedly, before he could utter the three words "Senior Brother", Mo Huaizun stood in front of Zhu Jiu, looking at him vigilantly and gloomily.

"Chu Yi, what are you doing?"

I don’t even call you “junior brother” by your full name.

The most crucial thing is that Mo Huaizun, who rarely draws his sword in a competition, holds his Wu Xingyun in his hand, with the blade glowing.

It is the sword that the younger generation is eager to see unsheathed.

Mo Huaizun's natal sword.

Chu Yi: “???”

No, what the hell does this mean?

Did he recognize the wrong person? Isn't this Mo Huaizun?

"I am arresting people, what am I doing? I also want to ask you what you are doing, are you protecting her?"

Then Zhu Jiu’s weak figure was reflected in Chu Yi’s clear eyes.

The dead ghost who was so crazy a second ago was now seriously injured and on the verge of collapse.

"Chief Mo, it's a good thing you are here, otherwise I would not be able to survive. Oh, Master Chu is so cruel, I feel like I'm dying." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito, with a bit of artificial tremor, and she timidly touched Mo Huaizun's face.

"Chief Mo, it's great to see you before I die..."

There should be background music, three thousand peach blossoms, and piles of blood here.

The soul was floating, and his eldest brother frowned, with a flash of heartache in his deep eyes, and reached out to support her.

The dead ghost's soul softened and fell into Mo Huaizun's arms.

Chu Yi was greatly shocked. From a scientific point of view, could the soul be soft?

The latter glared at her with deep dissatisfaction and said sternly, "Chu Yi, she helped you practice, and this is how you repay her?"

Then he picked up the dead ghost with one hand and flew away.

Chu Yi: “????”

He didn't even have time to publish a 30,000-word essay to start his curse.

If anger could materialize, Jiuyou would burn to ashes!

Unfortunately, the weak are weak. Even their anger cannot destroy the world and let all of humanity be buried with them.

It can be seen that Chu Yi is still not working hard enough.

However, he stood there gloomily, almost like a great villain with black energy emanating from his body, giving people the feeling that he would kill anyone he saw.

It's so scary.

Protector Chu turned around and left. He was busy and had to escort Chu Ge home.

The substitute protector also turned around and left. The real protectors are all gold medal secret guards. They will take action when they need to and never show their faces when they shouldn't.

Those who were secretly observing also retreated and frantically updated intelligence and wrote papers.

Chu Yi fights against the air, and his realm is greatly improved. It is suspected that his opponent is the burning ghost of Huiming Garden.

Analysis of the Origin of the Burning Head Ghost

Chu Yi surpassing Mo Huaizun will soon become a reality, and the chief of Jueya will change! The two of them turn against each other!

In the face of the continuous good news about Jueya Zhenchuan, how can the monks living under its nose fight for their way out? Do the following three points to completely get rid of the weak mentality! The next one to surpass Mo Huaizun is you!

Get rid of the following bad habits, and your child may be the next to succeed the Cliff!


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