To tell you the truth, the first time he came to himself, the last time he died, his whole mood.


    Fengyu seals Su Yan''s body in a huge ice cellar.


    She was given the elixir that made the body immortal.


    He held her, day by day, day by day.


    Like a disease, like a madman.


    Su Yan floats in mid air, also accompanies him, listens to his words, looks at his despairing madman.


    There was nothing floating on her face, but sometimes, her hand clenched gently, then loosened, and then clenched.


    This company is a hundred years.


    In the fifth year.


    There is a rumor in the world of cultivating immortals that "there is a magic pill, which gathers the souls of thousands of people to refine and uses the blood of thousands of people as a guide. It can bring the dead back to life."


    The words came to Feng''s ears.


    From then on, the whole world of cultivating immortals ushered in a century called dark disaster.


    The spirits of these ten thousand people have requirements. They must be above the golden elixir period.


    What kind of scene is purgatory?


    What is the scene of experiencing unprecedented joy and hell like suffering first?


    In the tenth year, a kind of skill appeared in xiuxianjie.


    It can quickly improve cultivation, and make the novice enter the golden elixir period within three years.


    Moreover, this method has no side effects.


    I started with the first person and found that there were no side effects. I went to the second, third and fourth person.


    Now that there is a shortcut, who is willing to practice for decades?


    Soon, the whole world of cultivating immortals seemed to fall into a state of fanaticism.


    This situation lasted for five years.


    In the 15th year, the disaster of Xiuxian kingdom came.


    Those who practice this kind of skill die one by one.


    The way of death is almost the same, all of them are the golden elixirs dug to death.


    This kind of thing makes people panic.


    But the number of people who practice is still increasing as usual.


    Ten years later, ten years later, ten more years later.


    In the 60th year, tens of thousands of elixirs were finally collected by Fengyu.


    At this time, the Phoenix metaphor has long lost its noble and cold appearance.


    He took off his white clothes.


    Dressed in black, it''s still that face.


    It''s still the same person, but sixty years later, Fengyu is cruel and cruel. Even with a smile, it always makes people tremble and dare not go near.


    At this time, the demon sect had fallen into his hands.


    In an absolutely arrogant attitude, unlimited expansion.


    No matter what kind of practice you are practicing, as long as you are not a member of the demon sect, you should kill.


    That kind of thrilling slaughter, Fengyu standing within 10 meters, no one dares to step closer.


    His master once said that if one day he fell into the devil, it would be a disaster in the world of cultivating immortals.


    Now, his master is really right.


    He is a disaster, where he goes, there is a river of blood.


    When, in the 100th year.


    The elixir of ten thousand people and the blood of one thousand people have been gathered.


    He used the painstaking efforts of thousands of people to make medicine, and used the elixir of thousands of people to refine it.


    It''s crazy.


    On the day of refining medicine.


    It''s a disaster.


    After all, such a ferocious violation of the law of heaven is absolutely intolerable.


    He is in charge of everything.


    For Yu Fengyu, it doesn''t matter whether you die or live.


    Su Yan is dead, then in this world, he has nothing to miss.


    Su Yan, who is in the shape of soul, follows Fengyu, witnessing his crazy, killing and crazy actions step by step.


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