The ancient house of the royal family.

Wang Jue was dressed in a black robe, half of his hair was white, and he stood at the door with his hands in his hands. It was an ordinary old man, just like at the beginning, Wang Jue was still a mortal at this time.

In the eyes of Shen Yan and Liruo, it was an ordinary village elder, and there was nothing strange about it, but they all knew that it should be an illusion.

Amu, on the other hand, has seen many miracles of the master.

However, in the eyes of the Blue Devil, three images were reflected.

Tsing Yi Shenlang, the fairy posture is endless. The black-clothed demon is unruly. Mortal kings, back to basics.

Trinity, three lives in one. The ninety-ninth generation descendant of Canghai, the first person to cultivate the three life recipes of immortals and demons. That is within the Three Realms, the absolutely special being.

The Blue Devil has a special background, cultivates the ancient Xuanhuang Secret Method, and has seven entity clones of the same level. It was the only one in the Three Realms, and even the Demon Venerable Snow Shadow was once amazed.

In fact, the cultivators of the Three Realms, above the scattered souls, were no longer able to cultivate their clones, and in the end, they could only cultivate phantom bodies and dharma bodies.

However, at this moment, the Blue Devil understood. Shenlang, Molang, and Wang Jue are all entities, and they can't even tell which one is the deity, but now the three are one, and they are all the same.

"The realm of the Demon Lang?" "The green devil was shocked in his heart. Because, he is not completely sure either.

"It's late!Get up!" The smile in his eyes flashed away, and Wang Jue looked at Amu in an indifferent tone. However, with such a tone, Amu is very adaptable.

"Yes!" Amu stood up in an orderly manner and stood aside.

"Subordinate Yun Luo, see the master!" At this time, the Blue Devil took a step forward. Get down on one knee.

Green devil, the clouds are light and the wind is light. On the high horse.

However, this moment. The Blue Devil looked solemn and knelt down in front of Wang Jue. Moreover, the self-name used by the Blue Devil is the name he used when he was in the Arctic Immortal Sea in the Sea Desolation.

At that time, the Blue Devil had not yet woken up from a long dream. Yun Luo is also the most outstanding disciple of the Arctic Immortal Sea.

Only one day, on the vast snowy field, Yun Lu met a black-clothed monk.

That's the Molang!

A token in the hand of the Demon Lang. A blue light went straight into the soul of the clouds.

On that day, the Blue Devil began to awaken step by step. For many years, he followed the side of Molang, and then gradually approached the peak of his former strength.

Molang, who used to be the awakening leader of the Blue Devil.

However, when Amu bowed, Wang Jue's body did not move. However, the blue devil bowed. The king couldn't help but be slightly moved, took a step forward, and helped the green devil up with his own hands.

"The Blue Devil has gone through the Three Realms. Now. You are almost fully awakened. The Demon Lang Order is not with me. See me after that, and you don't need to say goodbye!"

The Blue Devil shook his head. He said solemnly: "The grace of the demon lang will never be forgotten! There was no blue light. Without the Demon Lang, there would be no Blue Devil today!"

Listened to this. Amu and Shen Yan were shocked in their hearts. Blue Devil, Canghai, what kind of existence is that?

"Fate, cause and effect!" Wang Jue smiled faintly and waved his hand, "I'm just completing my mission in the sea!"

At this time, Shen Yan and Li Ruo also came over to see Wang Jue. Wang Jue's attitude is very kind, like a kind elder, far better than his attitude towards Amu.

That is also Wang Jue's attitude towards all Liuzhen people.

At this moment, it is difficult for you to understand.

Shenlang, Molang, and Wang Jue, which one is its true nature. It was three completely different people, but definitely the same person.

Then, Wang Jue arranged for Qing Mozi, Shen Yan, and Liruo to sit in the front yard drinking tea and sitting, and asked Amu to go straight to the backyard with him.

Backyard?

As soon as he heard that he went to the backyard alone, Amu's face was a little ugly. Because, Amu's memory of the Wang family's backyard is really not very good.

Except for the night when the demon coffin entered the sea, Amu left the backyard of the Wang family every time with his skin open.

However, Wang Jue's words, Amu would never dare to disobey. Even if he had cultivated to the perfection of the original immortal, he had no choice but to obediently follow behind the master.

At the same time, Amu also believes that the master must have something important to do when he calls him to the backyard. And he himself has too many questions that he wants to ask Master.

If the green devil, Shen Yan, and pear are not named, of course, it is inconvenient to follow. Looking at Amu's bitter face, Shen Yan and Liruo were still a little surprised.

Only, the green devil held the tea bowl and smiled slightly.

Backyard!

Wang Jue also stood in front of the broken nine coffins as he did thousands of years ago.

Whoever can win the immortal!

Wang Jue's body has earth-shaking power. When he stood there, he could tremble in the Three Realms. And among those who tremble, there must be one Amu.

Entering the backyard, Amu was honest and respectful. In front of the demon lang, how can Amu have a little bit of the heirs of the sea, and look down on the pride of the Three Realms.

"Bring it!" Wang Jue turned around and reached out slightly.

"Huh?" Amu grinned at the corners of his mouth and said with a wry smile, "Master—"

Amu wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to say more. He knew what the master wanted, so he had to raise it with one hand, and the black rattan came out like a dragon.

The black rattan, the dragon whip of Canghai Town, is the treasure of Canghai, which is passed on from Canghai Immortal, and is very spiritual.

Except for Amu, it is impossible for ordinary people to hold it in their hands. However, when Wang Jue probed with one hand, the black rattan fell steadily into his hand, extremely docile.

The black mangs are like dragons, flowing endlessly. Holding a very rattan stick, Wang Jue is still the same as before. However, Amu's back was cold.

"Three Realms Experience, now try your skills first!" Wang Jue said very calmly.

"Huh?" Amu wanted to cry without tears. Is this the first treat to go home?

Smack-

However, before he could wait for anything, Wang Jue's wrist flicked, and there was a crisp sound.

At that moment, Amu was in a trance again. Time seems to have gone back thousands of years.

At that time, Amu was a real mortal. The king is separated from three or five, and he wants to temper Amu's immortal bone demon body.

The sound of rattan in the backyard of the Wang family often resounded in Haihuangliu Town.

At this time, the sky is dusk.

Bang Bang -

The whipping sound of black rattan resounded for the first time in Tianzhou Willow Town.

Amu is no longer the Amu he used to be, and Wang Jue is actually not the Wang Jue of the past. Even, that black rattan is not the black rattan it once was.

The black rattan, without waving it, is a black light.

Like a dragon and electricity!

You must know that it is very rattan, but it contains nine hundred and ninety-nine ancient dragon souls. Now, the king has never waved once, and a dragon soul has appeared.

That is equivalent to one after another dragon souls slapping Amu's body.

However, today's Amu Nai is the original immortal one-fold dà consummation, the power of the sea, protecting the whole body.

A black mang's dragon soul was drawn, and a green mang's soul grew.

"Papa-"

The black rattan in Wang Jue's hand runs like the wind. It's just that this time, there is no situation where Amu is dressed like a butterfly.

Black light, green light, like a dragon intertwined.

Qing Mozi, Shen Yan, and Liruo could all hear it clearly in the front yard.

Liruo's expression changed slightly, faintly worried. The green devil, his expression did not change, and he tasted tea leisurely.

Shen Yan began to move.

However, the sound of whipping gradually became denser. Shen Yan, as soon as the purple clothes moved, they had already fallen in the backyard of the Wang family.

Even if Amu's master, if Shen Yan doesn't see it with his own eyes, he won't feel at ease.

When Shen Yan entered the hospital, Wang Jue did not stop him.

At this time, goodbye to the backyard of the Wang family, the black mangs are endless.

Hundreds, dragon souls flying through the void. It's just that there are nine remnant coffins here, and a breath of qi qi does not leak out. At the same time, Amu's body rose with endless green rays.

However, Shen Yan suddenly found that there was a trace of black gas in Amu's green mang. And Wang Jue's black rattan, every time it fell, the black qi in Amu Qingmang was taken away.

At the same time, the dragon soul in the void was surrounding Amu. One by one, like cocoons, they are wound layer by layer.

At this time, Amu, who was in the middle, was fighting with all his might.

At the beginning of the dozens of strokes, Amu actually didn't feel anything unusual. Later, however, Master's whip fell extremely quickly. Amu felt a little struggling.

The power of the sea in the Danhai has been completely mobilized by Amu.

The vicissitudes of the sea are extraordinary.

The magic coffin and the bitter sea Buddha lamp, the two immortal roots provide immortal power at the same time. However, the power of the demon coffin itself, as well as the power of the divine coffin, was completely sealed by Wang Jue at some point.

In other words, at this time, Amu was completely relying on his own cultivation to fight against the Canghai Town Dragon Whip in Wang Jue's hands. Such a situation has never been the case.

Because, since the demon coffin entered the sea, no one has been able to really seal the demon coffin in Amu's body. Even if the magic coffin is asleep, it is always there.

However, this time, Amu was completely unable to mobilize the power of the Demon Coffin or the Divine Coffin.

That's, an absolute seal!

Wang Jue's expression was solemn, he just wanted Amu to fully realize his potential.

The black mangs began to bind Amu, and the green mangs gradually dimmed. Amu's figure was almost completely enveloped.

Dragon Soul Tempering!

Shen Yan, who was watching the battle, suddenly opened up in his heart. (To be continued......)