Spiritual pet cultivates immortality, villain sacrifices to heaven

Fu Yi saw that Hui Hui was extremely resistant. He had heard that Hui Hui had torn the spirit animal bag, so he explained it.

"What?" Lin Chuyue fell silent when she heard that Ning Changkong had disappeared.

"Why did this kid disappear?" Lin Chuyue suddenly complained, why should you put on a show, let everyone get to know Ning boy, so that no one will embarrass Ning boy, maybe it is the evil cultivator who put him down Take it to the dungeon and take it for bloodletting.

How did she know that Xiao Jiujiu was in Fu Yi's heart, and she was afraid that the Emperor Beast Sect would take a fancy to her, which would be detrimental to Ning Changkong.

Spirit City, the largest city closest to the demon territory.

This is the territory of Tianyan Sect, the location of Tianyan Sect's sect, and it is less than ten thousand miles away from Zhennan City.

And today's Lingcheng is holding the annual Lingcheng Talent Competition, a competition from Jindan to Nascent Soul.

This year's bonuses are more generous than in previous years. Even before, only the top [-] people were rewarded. This year, the top [-] people are rewarded.

This caused many small sects to travel hundreds of thousands of miles to get a share of the pie.

There was a lot of people in Lingcheng, because of the influx of a large number of monks, Lingwu became several times more monks.

Of course, big sects rarely send people here, but some small sects will come for the high bonus.Even if you can't get an award, it's good to watch the excitement, make some friends, and exchange resources.

Feng Lingyun, the first monk of Tianyan Sect, was inspecting the altar of the sect, while the female disciple behind him watched curiously as Feng Lingyun added things to the altar.

"Master, this time Tianwuzong discovered the sacrificial formation in advance, will it affect our plan?"

"A little bit, not too much. As long as the Spirit City is fine, what can Tianwuzong do? At most, a few clansmen will be resurrected. As long as the Demon Lord is resurrected, how many people in this world will be the opponents of the Demon Lord?"

"Hahaha, when the Mozun takes action, it's just a little fairy from Tianwuzong, wait for death, hahaha!" Feng Lingyun laughed arrogantly and evilly.

After laughing, Feng Lingyun looked at his apprentice, "You have to seize the opportunity, he is now a human body, and so are you. If you combine, you will be able to give birth to the best offspring. Hahahaha!"

"Old Ancestor! They're back!" Outside the altar, the disciples of the Tianyan Sect shouted loudly.

Feng Lingyun's eyes lit up immediately, "Bring it in!"

Several people dressed as hunters came in around a tall man carrying a sack.

After several people attended the ceremony, the tall man gently put down the sack on his shoulders, opened the sack, and revealed the people inside.

"Commander, this is the reincarnation of the Demon Lord we found."

Feng Lingyun took a look at the person in the sack, his facial features were exquisite, and he really looked the same as the previous Mozun.

It just felt a little off to him.

There was a deep hostility in this person, but he didn't feel the vicious evil spirit in his mind, but he was full of righteousness.

"Why has he already built a foundation?" Feng Lingyun asked in puzzlement. The Demon Lord's reincarnation he managed to calculate at the expense of his self-cultivation should be an ordinary mortal.

Feng Lingyun looked down at the group of people with sharp eyes.

The demon in the crowd quickly said: "Your Majesty doesn't believe us, he has been avoiding and hiding himself, and even his cultivation is well hidden."

Feng Lingyun raised his hand.

Ning Changkong rose from the ground, and the sack fell from him.

Feng Lingyun made Ning Changkong, who was in a coma, spin around in the air, carefully examining the opponent's body.

Suddenly Feng Lingyun's eyes lit up, and he laughed hahaha: "Hahaha, miracle! Miracle! It turned out to be a reborn mutated fairy bone, ice-type thunder root, miracle miracle!!"

"Congratulations, my lord! Congratulations, my lord!" A group of people flattered quickly.

Their ancestors actually have the most peculiar fairy roots in the world.

After Feng Lingyun laughed, his face became serious again. The fairy bones were dug out. Who dug up the bones of the god?And who helped him reshape his current fairy bone?

Moreover, the other party's physique has been beaten by a lot of geniuses and treasures, and it is already in copper skin and iron bones, very strong.

With such a physique, as long as the sacrifice is successful, he will definitely be able to recover most of his cultivation, but there are too many doubts.

Feng Lingyun stuffed a pill into Ning Changkong's mouth.

The elixir entered the mouth and melted in a moment.

Only then did Ning Changkong wake up with a dizzy head.

Looking at the crowd in front of him, he quickly backed away, only to find that he couldn't move.

Ning Changkong calmed down quickly, this was the group of people who admitted the wrong person.

"Your name is Zhan Pingzhi?" Feng Lingyun said with a smile.

"No."

"Then who are you?" Feng Lingyun smiled coldly.

"Who do you think I am?" Ning Changkong thought that the misidentification of these people must have something to do with the mortal Zhan Pingzhi who looked the same as himself.

"Hahaha, you used to be Zhan Pingzhi, and you won't be anymore, you are the demon king! You are the future king of the demon clan!" Feng Lingyun smiled at Ning Changkong, "You are not only the future king of the demon clan, you are also the king of the future demon clan." It can be the future emperor of the Cloud Fantasy Continent! Hahaha!"

Feng Lingyun laughed wildly, Zhan Pingzhi will be the future king, the future emperor, and he is the Supreme Emperor!

As for the current Demon Lord's reincarnation, he is just a foundation-building cultivator with a small chance. The existence that he can crush to death is an ant that needs to rely on his breath to grow.

"Mozun?" Ning Changkong wanted to deny it, but seeing the aura of the person in front of him was higher than anyone he had ever seen, only in front of the master, the feeling of the master's unintentional release was very similar.

In front of the strong, one cannot be stupid.

"who are you?"

"Hahaha, the future demon king, I am Fengshuai, and my current identity is the ancestor of the Tianyan Sect."

Ning Changkong held back the shock in his heart.

It's fine to mistake him for the reincarnation of the Demon Lord, but the first monk of the Tianyan Sect is the lackey of the Demon Race.

This is the only supreme monk who has climbed the road of immortality after more than ten thousand years, and he is a monk of the same level as Master Fu Yi.

The other party turned out to be a demon.

Feng Lingyun is only over 3 years old, so how long did the demons spend in the fairy world before they turned cities all over the world into sacrifices.

Tianyanzong and Tianwuzong are the two main forces to suppress the demons, and one of them is already under the control of the demons, which is simply unimaginable.

Also, the last time Master and a clone of Feng Lingyun from Tianyan Sect went to check the formation, thus killing a rising star of the demon clan. Is this a competition within the demon clan or a coincidence?

Should I ask myself?

You shouldn't ask, there are too few people who know about this matter, just a few high-level officials of Tianyanzong and Tianwuzong.

Fortunately, Tianwuzong did not invite everyone to congratulate the ancestor on accepting disciples at the beginning.

Otherwise, he will definitely be seen through.

Seeing the other party being surprised and then silent again, Feng Lingyun smiled and said triumphantly: "When you awaken, you will worship me as your teacher. And you will be a noble demon king above hundreds of millions of people!"

Feng Lingyun really wants to be a Demon Lord himself, but unfortunately, the Demon Race only recognizes Demon Lords who are inherited by blood.

Ning Changkong looked at the other party, moved himself, but still couldn't move.

Want to make yourself a puppet?

Ning Changkong laughed, "Is Feng Shuai trying to imprison me?"

"Don't dare." Feng Lingyun quickly put Ning Changkong down.

Ning Changkong, who was free, patted the rough linen clothes on his body, and kicked Qiu Sha who had knocked him unconscious.

Qiu Sha didn't dare to dodge, and suffered the kick.

Fortunately, the other party is only building a foundation, and he is already at the Nascent Soul stage, so he can still bear this kick.

When His Majesty awakens, he will still remember his goodness.

Everyone watched Ning Changkong kick Qiusha who had knocked him out, and they knew that this was their Demon Lord who had been vengeful.

His eyes slanted westward.

"Master, the time has come." The Demon Race Saintess reminded her.

Only then did Ning Changkong remember the upcoming sacrifice in Youshi, he instinctively rejected it, and took two steps back.

"Okay!" Feng Lingyun stretched out his hand towards the altar, "Please!"

"What if I refuse?"

"If you accept it, you will awaken and become a noble demon in the future. If you don't accept it, then we will wait for your next life. In this life, we will send the demon to reincarnation first." The smile on Feng Lingyun's mouth did not diminish.

Squeezing an unawakened Mozun to death is like crushing an ant.

Ning Changkong sighed, luckily Huihui wasn't on him, otherwise Huihui would have to suffer along with him.

Seeing that Ning Changkong was a little dawdling, several demons hurriedly pushed him towards the altar in a fawning manner.

"Your Majesty, when you awaken, you will be able to lead our Demon Race out of the territory and capture the vast territory outside. We have stayed in the Cold Moon Region enough, and we will never see the sun. The whole world is black, white and gray."

Ning Changkong resisted extremely, "Let me go!"