"Demons, I think you, the little girl, are the demons." The man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "Others can't see me, but they can see that you are trying to seize your body..."
Halfway through his words, the man's words stopped abruptly.
The man looked at Wen Yi with eyes as cold as poisonous snakes, as if he was caught in some kind of crazy memory, and spoke incoherently and nonsense:
"It's not about taking the body, it's about sacrificing... No, it's not right, it's a clone... It's also wrong that she has an ascension thunder calamity... It's even more wrong, she didn't ascend, her fate is so strange ."
While the man was muttering to himself, Shen Yu suddenly said, "Where is the lady in red?"
"The empress in red? Fart, what kind of empress is she? She is just a bitch!" The man in the cage changed his mood greatly, "Ah, I understand, you idiots are also his sacrifices.
Haha, now that we are here, even if we are in the Tribulation Realm... the Mahayana Realm masters who have not ascended half a step will not be able to leave alive, so you just wait obediently and become his food and die."
His voice changed from hoarse to sinister, as if he saw the future of Wen Yi and Shen Yu.
"Hahahahahaha, you all have to die, you are all the food of that evil beast!" The man's sharp eyes fell on Wen Yi's school uniform, "Hahahaha, another little bitch from Miao Miao Huanfu has died. Deserve it.”
The male cultivator paused for a moment: "I am the owner of that evil beast. As long as you help me unlock this cage, I will take you out of here safely after my strength is restored. It is your honor to be able to rescue me."
He was arrogant and rude, and turned his begging into charity when he was asking for help.
Wen Yi's face suddenly became very ugly, "How can a man who was hung on the roof of a cave by a monster as a pawn of dried bacon have the face to mock me?"
Although Wen Yi's physical body cultivation level is only at the Golden elixir level, his spiritual body cultivation level is at the Mahayana level.
The reason why Wen Yi did not regain her strength just now and was protected by Shen Yu was because she had just woken up and her strength had increased sharply from the golden elixir realm little by little.
Today's cultivation has surpassed the realm of leaving the orifice, the realm of integration, the realm of distraction, and the realm of overcoming tribulations, and has reached the Mahayana realm.
Wen Yi's voice lingered in the cave with the pressure of the Mahayana realm.
"Rumble--"
The earth suddenly trembled violently, and the cave couldn't withstand the strong pressure of the Mahayana Realm Sanxian, and collapsed instantly!
Only the place where the Ziyun Palace disciple was unconscious and Wen Yi's physical body was intact.
The sky is illuminated.
The subtitle's sunlight shines directly on the ruins.
Wen Yi also saw the hoarse voice hanging in mid-air.
He looked to be barely thirty years old and had a handsome face. Before the wings on his back could be retracted, they were exposed to direct sunlight and made a squeaking sound, causing him to sweat profusely.
Under the cage are mountains of corpses.
In addition to wild beasts, there are also many human remains.
Every pale bone contains a terrifying curse.
At this time, a mouse without eyes crawled over the corpses without knowing the danger.
The next moment, its whole body twitched, its body became stiff, and then it rotted into a pool of flesh and blood.
The rat's corpse exuded endless resentment and floated up to the male cultivator hanging in mid-air.
Wen Yi's eyes changed: "There is no such thing as a bitch, it's all your disguise, you are the lady in red!
You just wanted us to release you, just so that we could encounter these cursed bones unpreparedly, and then turn them into a pool of blood to provide you with nourishment."
The unpleasant stench hit his face, Wen Yi grabbed the void with his hand, and three Qianyuan Sword fragments condensed into a peach-colored long sword.
There is a hint of rouge on the tip of the long sword, which looks as gentle as water and resembles the pink cheeks of a girl, but is actually extremely fierce.
The long sword was in Wen Yi's hand, and her clear eyes turned into a charming pink, "I don't like what you just said."
With a wave of Wen Yi's long sword, Rouge rushed towards the man in the cage with a whistling sound. Lightning and stone fire penetrated the left side of his chest, and then shot out from the right side.
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
Along with the violent scream, the man's red eyes shot out streaks of red light.
Wen Yi pulled the stunned Shen Yu back quickly, and a crack of hundreds of meters suddenly appeared where the red light hit.
At the same time, several red-clothed monsters with the exact same appearance as Wen Yi and Shen Yu crawled out of the cracks.
"Cultivation in the Mahayana realm." Shen Yu grabbed the void, and a long sword flashing with thunder and lightning suddenly appeared in his palm.
He did not ask why Wen Yi's cultivation level suddenly rose to the Mahayana realm, or why his soul power was so strong. What he should deal with at this time was the monster in front of him.
"Hahahaha, you are lucky to die in the hands of me!" The male cultivator who was hanging in the air grabbed his hands, and the transparent worm chain that trapped him instantly turned into little rays of light and merged into his body.
Hearing these words, Wen Yi suddenly remembered, "You are indeed the empress in red."
Although Shen Yu didn't know who the Lady in Red was, the mountain of corpses and sea of blood spreading under his feet proved that the male cultivator who called herself the Lady in Red was a very difficult character to deal with.
Shen Yu: "Be careful, those things crawling out from the cracks in the rocks are his puppets, and their cultivation level is at least in the Fusion realm."
Shen Yu turned his head and glanced at Wen Yi, who had delicate and picturesque features. As if he was bewitched, his heart was beating like a drum. He looked like a girl in his heart, and his frozen emotions and desires burst out in an instant.
Shen Yu's heart tightened and then let go almost like crazy. His hand holding the sword gradually tightened until his breathing became short, and uncontrollable emotions arose in his heart, and he wished he could rub shoulders with Wen Yi.
"I know." Wen Yi's voice was unusually indifferent, and her peach-pink eyes looked quietly at the clean and tidy male cultivator floating in mid-air, "I want to leave, and no one can stop me."
The moment the empress in red looked into Wen Yi's eyes, she suddenly felt stiff all over, and a strong pessimism suddenly arose in her heart. Soon he realized that he was being manipulated by Wen Yi.
What Wen Yi manipulates is not his person, but his emotions.
The ultimate state of spiritual cultivation can easily make a person fall in love with oneself, and can also make a person hate oneself.
While the lady in red was stunned, all the puppets he controlled suddenly knelt on the ground and showed their utmost loyalty to Wen Yi.
Wen Yi was surrounded by a faint pink spiritual mist. Her eyes were hazy, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a shallow layer of pink water. From her eyes to the end of her eyes, she exuded an invisible and enchanting charm.
She said to the puppets in a gentle voice: "Do you love me? If you love me, please die for me."
Wen Yi's voice was thin and soft, like a whisper between lovers.
This wonderful tone, with a coquettish flavor, clearly told them to die, but it was as gentle as asking someone who loved him to buy his favorite rouge, gouache, silk, satin, and pearls.
As soon as he finished speaking, the group of puppets grabbed his neck one after another, and his head fell to the ground with a few clicks.