Chapter 2450

With love, he is no longer sad.

He picked up a name that had not been mentioned for a long time, Feng!

He was reluctant to recall his surname because the memory was too sad.

In her eyes, Feng is everything. After Feng received love, for the first time, she felt happiness.

However, the good times did not last long.

On that day, a self-proclaimed immortal came, and she was taken away.

Feng's worldly force was like a child's play in front of him. At that time, he vowed to cultivate immortals.

The road to immortality is difficult, Fengben has no spiritual roots, how can he cultivate immortals?

After repeated failures, each time, the long-suppressed sadness in his heart became stronger.

At that time, under the opportunity, he achieved the root of magic.

He entered the Demon Xiu Sect, and after entering the Demon Xiu Sect, he knew that his life was not suitable for cultivating immortals, only suitable for cultivating demons.

He finally had a chance to meet her, and she was someone else's Taoist companion!

At that moment, the sadness that he had been burying in his heart for an unknown period of time burst out. It turned into a demon of sadness. Above many sect competitions, he didn't need to shoot every time. Any opponent, in his sadness Immediately under the devil's will, his heart was ashes, and he even lost the heart of life, not to mention the will to fight.

She slaughtered herself in front of him, told her troubles and faults, and he regretted it.

From then on, he was no longer in the sect, but became a scattered cultivator in a world. From the human world, he practiced to Xinghe, and from Xinghe, he practiced to the immortal world.

Even in the fairy world, his name gradually spread.

He calls himself a 'Sorrowful Demon'!

The whole life of the grief demon is like being cursed. Sad things often come, and later on, no matter how sad things are, they can't shake their hearts.

And the magic of this sadness is getting stronger and stronger, and eventually it has become a scourge.

In his life, he has only accepted one disciple.

And this disciple betrayed him when he was successful in his cultivation, and even assassinated him. His heart's endurance had reached its limit, and his grief and demonic power had reached the limit.

Extremely sad, the heart will die.

He finally died of grief.

At this moment, in Chu Yan's mind, countless images continued to impact.

Seeing the death of my father and mother in the world, my spiritual roots were abolished, bullied by others, and abandoned by Senior Sister...

The Five Elements Nascent Soul blew himself up and almost died...

In the spiritual world, eight dead bodies, Master Ling Ruoxuan, Master Huan Ming died...

Broken immortal and entered the devil, since then I have embarked on the devil's path...

Seeing Yutong dying in front of her...

The most desolate pictures in Chu Yan's heart continued to emerge, impacting Chu Yan's mind. Chu Yan's heart had almost reached the critical point, and it instantly turned into desolation.

Extremely sad, heart will die!

At this moment, Chu Yan's breath slowly disappeared, and his vitality gradually dissipated.

In the end, the whole person was completely breathless.

From the outside, Chu Yan is dead!

In the depths of the Corpse Immortal Mountains, many corpse cultivators sighed when they saw this scene.

In this ninth mountain, there is the body of a high-ranking strong man. How can the sadness contained in the bloodline be bearable by people who have less than ten thousand years of experience.

This Guiling is a genius, but it's a pity!

"Master, save him. If he has experienced 30,000 years of experience, he will definitely be able to enter this mountain again. This son's talent, if he dies, it will be too much loss for me to repair my corpse..."

In the first coffin, there was a somewhat anxious voice.

"Master, save him!"

"Master, this person can take over the position of Ninth Junior Brother!"

"Master..."

...

Among the other coffins, there were also pleading voices.

The corpse venerable lineage, after the incident that year, was severely damaged. Now it is ranked last among the three lines of the Nether Realm, which is too different from that year.

At this time, there needs to be a younger generation of people who will come out and let the corpse lineage rise again.

Originally, this person was designated as Li Qingzhe, but Li Qingzhe's aptitude was not as good as Li Ziwen and Ming Ziqian, but now, Gui Ling appeared.

"He's not dead..."

At this moment, Zun Zun said lightly.

For a time, everyone's expressions changed, and they all looked at the picture in the sky.

At this moment, Chu Yan, whose heart was already dead and the breath of life disappeared, suddenly opened his eyes.

"The magic of sadness, extreme sadness, my heart will die, but I am different. In my life, there is sadness, but joy is better than sadness. I have already realized the magic, thank you senior..."

Chu Yan said, facing the boundless sea of ​​gray fog in front of him, kneeling and kowtow three times.

This is the grace of preaching. It can be said that, in disguise, this sad demon became Master Chu Yan.

At this moment, the boundless gray fog in front of him dissipated in an instant, and a path appeared in front of Chu Yan.

Chu Yan set foot on this road, and the next moment, the figure instantly traversed the nothingness.

When he reappeared, Chu Yan had already appeared outside the Ninth Mountain.

At the same time as this step was taken, the natal fairy behind Chu Yan was suddenly shocked.

The cold qi and corpse qi on his body have all disappeared, and the whole person has been born with wisdom.

It was so beautiful, so charming.

The Nether Realm ranks third as the natal fairy;

Turn into a corpse girl!

"Owner……"

When the beautiful woman said a word, she fell directly into Chu Yan's arms.

At this moment, in his body, the aura of Yutong is already intense to the extreme. It can be said that his temperament is 90% similar to that of Yutong.

"Tong'er..."

Chu Yan opened his mouth and looked at the woman in his arms, with tears in his eyes.

"Master, kiss me..."

On the beautiful face of the beautiful woman in her arms, there was a shy look on her face, and she greeted her face.

At this moment, Chu Yan's body suddenly shook, the expression in his eyes changed instantly, and he pushed the woman away from his arms.

"You, not Yutong!"

Chu Yan's eyes changed.

The fairy corpse girl said with a smile: "Master, who is Yutong? What is she good for? Is the slave family not as beautiful as her? Master Shuangxiu, such a wonderful thing, master..."

"Shut up, you are not her, she has no one to replace her!"

Chu Yan roared instantly.

Immediately looking forward, there is nothingness and no way ahead, but Chu Yan shouted: "I want to go on, Senior Corpse, if there is no end in front of me, I want to go on!"

At this moment, the void in front of him was transformed, and a figure emerged.

This figure is very familiar to Chu Yan, and he knew it when his Sanyin Ming Poison really broke out for the first time.

This person is the corpse.

"I can accept you as a disciple right now and unravel your three yin poisons. You, this life fairy, is already the strongest life fairy in my corpse cultivation lineage. It can be used as your Taoist companion and double cultivation with you. Your cultivation base will increase day by day, why do you continue to take risks for a dead woman, you know, this last road is a life-and-death!"

The corpse said lightly and looked at Chu Yan.

"No, she is not Yutong, there is no one who can replace Yutong. If I give up the chance to resurrect her today for the sake of my life, then what is it that I will practice for more than four hundred years, what is the third destiny fairy, I Do not care……"

Chu Yan immediately shouted and said.

The light in Zun Zun's eyes changed, and he said: "You know, even if you really walked the last road, the one you rescued is not the real her. The root Zun speculates that this woman was lost for you, and all the bones and flesh collapsed. , otherwise it won't contain aura in your corpse cultivation lineage, the life fairy spirit, this time, if you finish the last road, what you get back will be a corpse, just a corpse, and at the same time you will lose me The third-ranked natal fairy in the underworld! Even, you may die in it, are you really willing?"

"I am willing, even if there is only a chance, I am willing!"

Chu Yan spoke again firmly.

"Okay, since this is what you think in your heart, I will fulfill you. In the long years, among all the disciples this deity has collected, you are the second person who dares to challenge the tenth mountain. Come in!"

The corpse's words fell, and the whole person disappeared.

"Tenth Mountain, Tong'er..."

Chu Yan ignored the angry fairy corpse girl behind him and stepped forward.

Under this step, the illusion changes, and the boundless sea of ​​fog disappears in front of you.

It is better to say that there is a mountain in front of you. It is better to say that there is a corpse in front of you. This corpse is incomparably huge, and its legs are cross-legged, sitting in this void.

His size is almost indescribable in words. In short, the place he occupies there is even bigger than the previous nine mountains.

A sense of suppression from the bloodline erupted instantly.

"puff!"

Chu Yan spurted out blood, and with some astonishment in his eyes, he looked at him sitting cross-legged in front of him, even a giant with a height of one million feet.

"This is a corpse repair, no, it's a bone, it's not, it's not completely, he has a soul, who is he, how can he have such a strong oppression on me!"

Chu Yan's eyes instantly trembled to the extreme.

With Chu Yan's character, there are very few things that can shock him, but this time, he was really shocked!

"Master, this is Gu Ming..."

At this moment, Xiaobai was lying on Chu Yan's shoulder, looking at the huge body in front of him, a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

Ancient Ming...

Between heaven and earth, among the first generation of cultivators, although there are soul cultivators, bone cultivators, and corpse cultivators, they have a distant ancestor.

That is Gu Ming, a fellow practitioner of the Three Veins!

It can also be said that after the ancient Ming, the three different meridians of the meditation...