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After all, he came to himself for the first time, and finally when he died, all his mood.

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

She was given an elixir that would make the body immortal.

He hugged her, just day by day, day by day.

Seems sick, like crazy, like crazy.

Su Yan floated in the air and accompanied him, listening to what he said and watching his desperate madness.

The expression on her face didn't float, but sometimes, her hands were gently raised, and then she let go again.

This companionship is a century.

In the fifth year.

There is a rumor in the Xiuxian world that ‘there is a magic pill that gathers the souls of thousands of people to make and use thousands of people ’s blood as a guide. "

And this word passed into Feng Yu's ear.

Since then, the entire world of Xiuxian has ushered in a century called the dark disaster.

The souls of these 10,000 people have requirements, and they must be cultivated above Jindan period.

What kind of scene is **** on earth?

What is the first experience of unprecedented joy, and then of hellish suffering?

In the tenth year, a practice method appeared in the Xiuxian Realm.

It can be quickly promoted to Xiuwei, which enables the newly-improved Xianxian to enter the Jindan period within three years.

And this method has no side effects.

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

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

Soon, the entire Xiuxian Realm seemed to be in a state of fanaticism.

This state lasted for five years.

In the fifteenth year, the disaster of Xiuxian Realm came.

Those who practiced this practice died batch by batch.

The method of death is almost the same, all of which is the death of Jin Dan.

Such a thing makes people tremble.

But the number of cultivators has increased as always.

Ten years have passed, another ten years have passed, and ten years have passed.

In the sixtieth year, tens of thousands of Jindan were finally collected by Feng Yu.

At this time, Feng Yu has long lost the appearance of that expensive and cold like a fairy.

He took off his white coat.

In black, it was still that face.

Obviously, that person, but Feng Yu sixty years later, cruel, fierce, and even smirking, always makes the legs and stomach tremble, and dare not take a step closer.

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

With an absolutely arrogant attitude, infinite expansion.

Demon repair, clean repair, no matter which method of cultivation, as long as it is not in the devil, kill.

Within ten meters of the place where the trembling slaughtering was performed, no one dared to take a step closer.

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

Looking at it now, his master is really right.

He is a disaster. Wherever he goes, there is blood flowing.

When, in the 100th year.

Tens of thousands of people and thousands of people have gathered their hearts.

He used thousands of people to make medicines, and made thousands of people to refine.

It's crazy.

Refining the day.

It actually attracted heaven.

After all, such a brutal existence that violates the heavens is absolutely intolerable.

He ignored it and fought against the calamity.

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

Su Yan is dead. In this world, he has nothing to leave.

The soul-shaped Su Yan followed Feng Yu's side, witnessing his step by step madness, killing, and crazy behavior.