Yi Ji has been alive for so many years and is regarded as a waste in the clan. He is a prisoner in the Danran Sect. No one treats him as a Taoist friend at all.
Seeing Yu Qi being so polite, Yi Ji suddenly felt a good impression and couldn't help but bow with his tiger paw: "Hello, fellow Taoist Yu!"
"I heard that the Qiankun Sacred Tiger Clan now has one hundred and eight princes and princesses, all of whom are outstanding talents. But I wonder where the strength of fellow Taoist Yi Mou ranks among the brothers and sisters?"
Hearing this, Yi Ji sighed and said: "Fellow Daoist Yu, to tell you the truth, I, Yi Mou, am extremely weak and useless, especially last year when I was defeated by my Eighteenth Emperor brother who recklessly challenged me.
Instant kill!"
Yu Qi was slightly surprised: "Oh? I see that your bloodline, Fellow Daoist Yi, is very powerful. It should be the bloodline of an emperor. How can you be a waste, and how can you be killed instantly by the Eighteenth Emperor's brother of the same age?"
Everyone knows that the 108 descendants of the Qiankun Sacred Tiger Clan were all born on the same day. Logically speaking, this Yi Mou cannot be too far behind his eighteenth emperor brother. How could he be killed instantly?
Yi Ji sighed and said: "Hey, there is no way. I, Yi Mou, am such a waste, so what if I am an emperor? Under the hands of my eighteenth emperor brother, I am just a rubbish. How can I compare to my eighteen emperor brother's unrivaled talent?
He is unrivaled in intelligence, the best among his peers, and dazzling in appearance. The imperial bloodline of my eighteenth imperial brother was awakened in an extremely difficult and difficult environment. He is..."
Fang Chen couldn't listen anymore and interrupted: "That's enough, shut up, Yi Mou."
Yi Ji fell silent for a moment.
Yu Qi saw that Yi Ji despised him so much, so he couldn't help but comfort him: "Fellow Taoist Yi, it doesn't matter, this lower realm is just an illusion, and victory or defeat is nothing!"
"If you and I can break through this illusion and don't worry about these victories and defeats, cultivation, and blood, we will surely be able to restore the cultivation of the Immortal Lord as soon as possible and return to the immortal world."
Hearing this, Fang Chen was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Yi Ji only keenly captured one piece of information: "He said that I am an immortal."
Fang Chen ignored Yi Ji and looked at Yu Qi, feeling very strange in his heart.
The way the other party spoke made him think that this guy was not as confused as his master, Senior Brother Li Zhine, right?
Fang Chen then asked: "May I ask Fellow Daoist Yu, how did you enter here?"
Yu raised the corners of his mouth, with a boyish smile that was very sunny, and said loudly: "This is an important place in the East. As a member of the devil's path, I cannot enter here, so naturally I am lurking on the side, waiting for you to open it, fellow Taoist Fang."
He sneaked in through the passageway of Tianmo Cave."
Fang Chen: "..."
Holy shit, why are you so honest?!
Fang Chen was silent for two seconds and then asked: "Why... why did you sneak in? What's the ulterior purpose?"
Yu Di nodded and continued to smile: "Of course there are, I want to release all the demons here."
Fang Chen opened his mouth, his eyes slightly straightened...
no.
Are you a member of the devil's path?
The evil purpose of releasing the devil will definitely harm all living beings... Can this be said directly?
After two seconds of silence, Fang Chen thought about how honest the other party was, so he asked tentatively: "May I ask what kind of cultivation Daoist friend Yu is?"
Yu Qi said uncertainly: "Currently, my strength is less than one or two hundred million of the peak. I am only at the peak of the Golden Core. However, the specific combat strength is not very certain. I am afraid that there will be no problem in fighting against the strong Nascent Soul."
"After all, I am the Son of the Holy Son, and I also have in my hand the most powerful magic weapon [Mirror of Great Mercy and Great Compassion that Purposes All Living Beings] refined by the ancestor of De Sheng Sect, Daode Xianzun."
"Although this is just a magic weapon in a small worldly illusion, it is not worth mentioning, but it does have its power."
After speaking, Yu Qi took out a palm-sized lens.
This lens seemed unremarkable at first glance, but in the next second, countless hideous and terrifying skulls surged crazily, and the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood was layered, and it seemed to contain thousands of layers of time and space——
One hundred thousand soldiers and armored monks were easily killed by powerful demon cultivators and turned into thousands of withered bones, flowing into rivers of blood. Women and children all over the city were slaughtered to death, with human bones forming towers and pools of blood. There were also powerful monks with every inch of their skin and flesh
Tear, the fine needle penetrates the gap between the opponent's nails and teeth, tragic
Abnormally, some Taoist couples who fell in love with each other deeply were captured by demonic cultivators, tortured repeatedly, and finally turned into enemies and locked in the mirror, unable to be reincarnated. There were even thousands of monsters who were skinned and cramped while they were awake, their souls were refined, and they wailed.
I kept cursing this mirror, but it was in vain...
Then, the scene disappeared and the mirror became normal!
After Yu Qi glanced at Fang Chen twice, he said: "No, that's it. It hasn't been activated yet."
Looking at his straight-eyed face in the mirror, Fang Chen silently scratched his eyebrows.
This mirror looks horrifying, it must be the real thing!
Because of this, his brain was temporarily burned out by the few words that the Holy Son of De Sheng Sect just said!
A demon cultivator, in the territory of the Zhengdao sect, dances like this, speaks so outrageously, and even takes out a magic weapon that is packed at the bottom of a box...
Fang Chen couldn't tell for a moment whether this guy was really honest, or was he pretending to be cool, or was he threatening, or was he just being weird.
The ingredients are so damn complicated!
Seeing that Fang Chen didn't speak, Yu Qi asked thoughtfully: "Do you want to activate it and show it to you?"
"No, no, no."
Fang Chen waved his hand, "If you try to activate it, I'll blow myself up!"
"good."
Yu nodded and hung the mirror on his chest.
This behavior made Fang Chen feel that the other party was threatening him!
Fang Chen turned slightly, avoiding the mirror, and asked again: "Dare you ask Taoist Yu's age?"
Yu Qi pondered for a moment and said: "In the previous life, I should be 129,532 years old. In this life...I was born in this illusion world not long ago, so I should be fifty-two, or seven hundred and sixty-three years old?"
"Haha, I don't understand. Illusion years are impossible to count. It makes fellow Taoist Fang laugh."
After saying that, he smiled himself, with a boyish embarrassment in his smile, and his cheeks were slightly red, as if he was really embarrassed.
Fang Chen: "..."
Why don't you laugh and wipe your numb watermelon crab?
Are you kidding me?
Fang Chen looked at Yu Qi, and suddenly his chest felt tight. He really wanted him to activate the mirror and just have a fight with him.
Anyway, I am not afraid of death!
But after thinking about it, Fang Chen suddenly thought of a possibility.
This guy is so honest. Whatever he asks, the other person will answer him. His attitude is sincere.
But the answer is so absurd.
Such a weird and bizarre scene, but it fits my own thoughts...
Myself, could this be an illusion?
Thinking of this, Fang Chen suddenly took out a bottle of poison.
The poison gave off a foul stench, and Winged Fierce immediately retreated.
Seeing this, Yu Qi was stunned, and then he thought of something and sighed: "Fellow Daoist Fang, you are the first person with whom I have such a harmonious communication after I came to the East Territory, but you... are you going to be like those people now?"
Are you, like a righteous monk, going to fight me for the sake of your status as a mere demon cultivator?"
"It's just an illusion, it's all illusion. Besides, your poison is also harmful to me..."
Before he could finish his words, Fang Chen gasped and fell straight down.
Yu Qi was stunned: "..."
The next moment, he was so excited that his eyes lit up!