The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Chapter 315: Immortal King, Enchanted 62

The way he came, the first time he came to himself, the last time he died, his whole mood.

Phoenix sealed Su Yan's body in a huge ice cellar.

She was given Dan medicine that would immortalize the body.

He held her, just one day, one day.

Sick as a madman.

Su Yan floated in the air, accompanied him, listened to what he said, and looked at his desperate madman.

The expression on her face did not float much, except that sometimes her hands were gently held up, loosened, loosened and twisted.

This companionship is a hundred years old.

In the fifth year.

There are rumours in the immortal world that 'there is a demon dan that gathers 10,000 souls to refine, and leads to the blood of a thousand people, which can have the effect of reviving death. ”

And this word, in the ears of the metaphor.

Since then, the entire immortal cultivation world has ushered in what is known as the Dark Disaster.

The souls of these 10,000 people are demanding and must be modified beyond the Golden Dan period.

What kind of scene is Purgatory?

What's the scene when you experience unprecedented joy and hell?

In the tenth year, a method of work appeared in the immortal world.

It can be quickly upgraded to allow the newly introduced immortal to enter the Golden Dan phase within three years.

And it has no side effects.

Starting with the first person, it turns out that there are really no side effects, to the second, third, fourth.

Now that there's a shortcut, who wants to practice like a day for decades?

Soon, the whole fairy cultivation world seemed to be in a state of fanaticism.

This state of affairs lasts five years.

In the fifteenth year, the disaster of the immortal world came.

Those who practice this practice die in groups.

The method of death is almost identical, all of which were dug to death by Jindan.

Something like this is frightening.

But as usual, the number of practitioners has increased.

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

In the early sixtieth year, tens of thousands of golden dans were finally collected by the phoenix.

At this time, the metaphor has long gone as if it were a noble and cold fairy.

He faded that white coat.

He was dressed in black, obviously still with that face.

Ming is still the same person, but 60 years later, Phoenix, brutal, harsh, even with a smile, always makes people's legs and stomachs tremble, dare not approach one step.

By this time, the teachings had fallen into his hands.

Expand indefinitely in an absolutely arrogant manner.

Magic repair, purification, whatever it is, as long as it's not a demon, kill.

None of the heart-trembling massacres, where the phoenix stands within ten meters, dare come one step closer.

His master said that if one day he fell into the demon, it would be a disaster for the fairy world.

Now look, his master is really right.

He's a disaster, and where he goes, he's bleeding to the river.

When, in the centenary.

Tens of thousands of people, thousands of people, have gathered.

He uses thousands of people's hearts and minds for medicine, and tens of thousands of people for refining.

It's insane.

The day of the refining.

It actually attracted heavenly robbery.

After all, the existence of such a heinous violation of heaven cannot be tolerated.

He turned his back on the heavenly robbery.

In Phoenix's words, death or survival doesn't matter.

Su Yan is dead, then the world, he has no love left.

The soulful Su Yan followed Phoenix and witnessed his insane move, killing and madness step by step.