A hint of cunning appeared in Tang Yan's eyes. Song Yiren noticed something was wrong and instantly pulled away.

But Tang Yan's finger was pressed against her eyebrows like a shadow.

Song Yiren's expression changed drastically!

The speed of the demon is the greatest in the heavens. Not to mention the golden-winged divine bird, it supports the giant roc in the sky, and the demon is invisible. It is often moved by the mind and the body follows the climate.

On the entire snow field, as long as Song Yiren thought, she could appear anywhere she saw.

Or she can instantly reach anywhere she perceives.

It would be fine if it was an ordinary demon, but she was holding the throne of the demon in her hand at this moment. Song Yiren could sense most of the Zhenwu Realm!

This mere Yunzhou is naturally no problem!

The gathering of desire and the spirit of origin surrounded the two of them. "Tang Yan" looked up, her eyes were filled with a heart-pounding golden color.

"Run, why don't you continue running? I just want to see if you come out of the Demon Realm where you don't even go to, and you are still tough in speaking."

Tang Yan smiled "slutty" and didn't need to ask. At this moment, it was a Tao that occupied her body.

Song Yiren quickly calmed down. She glanced at the fog behind her and then looked back at Chuntao, but no matter how she turned her head, the fingers between her eyebrows never moved a trace.

"What am I running?" Song Yiren spoke, his tone was ups and downs, without any tension.

She is a real demon king, so she naturally has her own demeanor. Even though she is at a disadvantage at this moment, she still doesn't feel panic at all.

Not everyone has this calm demeanor.

"It's not easy to change me when I see you? Where I am, others don't know, how can you two not know?"

Song Yiren raised his hand and sent out the Demon Cauldron in his hand. Chuntao grabbed it and swallowed it directly.

The sound of swallowing came, flowing around the original spirit and the fire of desire around the two, turning into two belts of light and flowing into the bodies of Tang Yan and Xiao Yunxiu.

Soon, the aura of the two men quickly raised the person silently.

There is no sign, but it is natural!

The original spirit between living beings can fundamentally change a person's qualifications, cultivation, physical body, and even spiritual soul!

"A large part of the origin of the pure spirit of Yunzhou, are you too proud of Tang Yan?"

Song Yiren looked at the woman in front of her with great interest. Tang Yan is very talented. From the perspective of the demon, she has good luck.

"Taiyin spirit body, is your gods so fond of being favored by heaven and earth?"

Song Yiren patted Kai Chuntao's arm. This time, Chuntao did not hold on anymore. She retreated, rubbed her wrists, and tilted her head to look at Song Yiren.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have been so slapping. Do you think I dare not kill you here? Or can't?"

When Song Yiren heard this, she pretended to be surprised and patted her heart. The feeling of pity for me was enough to charm all living beings.

But only those who are qualified to appreciate all this are the endless snow fields in front of you and the spring peach.

"Why can't you do it, but I can't do it? Just because you are the god of heaven and earth?"

Song Yiren said slowly, and couldn't help but move forward twice.

She stretched her neck forward, her expression full of mockery, "Please open your eyes and see, what era is this? In this Zhenwu Realm, you can swagger and leave here, like you, I have seen him before, guess what's wrong with him?"

Song Yiren's eyes showed an extremely strong and accurate look of shock.

"I was arrested and drained from the divine source and suppressed it forever in the ice hell!"

"How miserable. If I were that person, I would definitely regret it. Why did I become a god?"

"Apart from you brother and brother, who are protected by Zhenwu, there are no gods in this world?"

Chuntao's face was expressionless, as if Song Yiren was performing herself alone and was intoxicated by herself.

But Chuntao knew that Song Yiren was telling the truth, but so what?

The god suffered a disaster, that was the fault of heaven and earth. What was the matter with her Chuntao?

"I will feel better when I continue to perform."

Chuntao spoke calmly, and Song Yiren suddenly looked ferociously and looked at Chuntao with anger.

"It is obvious that the gods are already losers, why should he choose you instead of me?"

Chuntao walked around in place, spread her hands, and said innocently: "He is dead, ask me how I know?"

"madness!"

Song Yiren roared angrily! The ice and snow on the snow field suddenly rolled upside down, and the whole world was filled with wild snowflakes and cold wind.

And another throne of the Heavenly King slowly emerged in Song Yiren's palm.

His fingers were swinging up and down, and the entire snow field seemed to be playing back and forth between her palms.

"Let me take action, let me see what you have, the way of God's imperial edict? Or is it Zhenwu Hunyuan?"

The divine command is a powerful ability given to the gods by heaven and earth. The so-called golden words and jade words are like this.

The gods born and raised in the earth carry the original way between heaven and earth as soon as they are born.

Let them grow, after experiencing the polishing and polishing of the long river of time, these gods naturally and naturally understand the great way they have already understood and become almost supreme beings!

The gods of heaven and earth are perfect, the most powerful and unsolvable creation between heaven and earth.

The way of Zhenwu Hunyuan was definitely passed down before the old man died, and that was the Taoist tradition!

If you are not in the Zhenwu Realm, then you can only have one whereabouts. Chuntao and Xia Ying are the perfect choices!

That's right, how could she get so hasty about getting close to Chuntao? The Little Demon Realm is in Yunzhou, and her Demon Throne is also carried with her.

She did not look down on this newborn creature at all. Although it was only 100,000 years old, it was enough for this talented race!

Enough to make her pay attention to it!

Chuntao felt relieved at this moment. She looked at Song Yiren with some confusion and couldn't help but ask, "You have been chasing me for so many years to do some of these things?"

"The Virgin of the White Lotus is here too. As a traitor to the Demon Clan, you turned a blind eye to her. Are you and I just want to find the whereabouts of the Ice Emperor?"

"It's really strange!"

Song Yiren replied with a gloomy expression: "Why do you ask me knowingly? Is Zhenwu dead or not? I believe you just say something? What did the Ice Emperor calculate?"

"Oh? If you don't believe me, what can I do? There is one person next door to you in the Haotian Tower Realm. Why don't you ask her?"

"Stop talking nonsense, or I will send you away, or you will send me away. In this Zhenwu Realm, gods and demons are incompatible."

Song Yiren's eyes became sharp, and suddenly, she moved, and a faint light soared into the sky from Xiao Yunxiu's body.

The huge black vortex enveloped the entire snow field in an instant, and the world seemed to be trapped in the most desperate darkness, without even a trace of light.

Chuntao turned around and looked at the little golden light from a distance, which was clear and dazzling.
Chapter completed!