Chapter 242: Demon ancestor, a little follower from 100,000 years ago

Ye Yun closed his eyes.

Suddenly a charming girl appeared in his mind.

This quirky girl, with two croissants on her head, likes to wear a pink dress, and she likes to follow behind his **** every day.

Don't look at the little girl who is pretty and cute, but she has a very hot temper.

Every day, she clamored to drive away all the confidantes around Ye Yun, she wanted to monopolize the strongest man in Cangnan Continent.

At that time, Ye Yun had a domineering personality, so how could he let Yunxiao succeed?

So most of the time, Ye Yun would take action to teach Yun Xiao a lesson.

Sometimes when he got angry, he grabbed Yunxiao and hit her ass, making the little girl scream.

At that time, Yunxiao was just the cultivation base of the life and death realm, and there was still a long way to go from the eternal realm.

but.

Yunxiao is not a monk of the human race, but a monster.

In Ye Yun's eyes, she was just a arrogant and savage little demon.

As a traveler, Ye Yun has no prejudice against the monster clan.

Ye Yun, who has watched Xu Xian, White Lady, Ghost Story and many other dramas, naturally treats the beauties of the demon clan equally.

What Ye Yun didn't expect was...

One hundred thousand years later.

Little Yunxiao has turned into the demon ancestor in the mouth of later generations.

He couldn't help feeling that the changes of time were really elusive.

It seems that Yunxiao also cultivated to the eternal state later, and it was not an ordinary eternal state.

To be able to become a demon ancestor, at least one has to be above the 9th level of the Eternal Realm.

Although the life span of the monster race is very long, it is absolutely impossible to live for one hundred thousand years.

Ye Yun sighed and stood silent in the carriage.

An ancient painting reminded him of the past a long time ago. Ye Yun stood there blankly, as if the time around this moment went backwards, and he went back one hundred thousand years ago.

...

To be honest.

One hundred thousand years ago, Ye Yun was young and energetic, indeed very arrogant, far better than the peace brought by this invincible loneliness one hundred thousand years later.

Inside the hall.

The old man in the golden robe looked at the two great demons in the eternal realm in the distance, and saw that none of the demon ancestors bowed down and was furious. He cried coldly: "You two, why don't you see the demon ancestors worship?"

The big dark horse froze for a moment, and smiled: "Why do you want to worship, I don't know her."

"Yeah, it's the demon ancestor you are talking about, we don't know each other, why do we have to kneel down for her? Are you an old man in water?

Xuekui Demon Dragon also said with a sneer.

"You guys!" The old man in Jinpao was shaking with anger.

He didn't expect the two big monsters in front of him to pretend to be crazy and stupid, and they didn't even give the Yaozu's face.

You must know that once this ancient painting appears in the entire Cangnan Continent, any demon clan will kneel down and worship the demon ancestor.

After all, tens of thousands of years ago, in the battle between the Human Race and the Monster Race, the Demon Ancestor Yunxiao Niang Niang turned the tide with her own efforts, allowing the Demon Race to retain a lot of blood.

"If the world is immortal, it is unpredictable."

The old man in the golden robe suddenly laughed coldly, and he played a magic trick with both hands, which turned into a ray of light and poured it into the ancient painting.

The ancient painting suddenly shines brightly, and the characters in the painting seem to have a soul at this moment, and they actually come to life.

Then I saw the woman in the ancient painting, unexpectedly walking out of the painting.

As soon as she appeared, a powerful coercion immediately radiated from the entire hall.

Da Hei Ma was shocked suddenly, he found that the woman in front of him had reached the tenth level of the eternal state.

The blood leader demon dragon is also dumbfounded.

I didn't expect the woman in the ancient painting to have such a high level of cultivation.

The woman’s eyes were extremely cold, as if everything in the world was nothing but a dead thing in her eyes. She coldly looked at the two great monsters below, and said coldly: "You two little demon, why have you seen this empress? Don't kneel down?"

"Why kneel?"

The big dark horse said stubbornly, without showing any cowardice.

"Since I don't kneel, I'll blame my mother for being rude."

The woman in Tsing Yi stretched out a slender finger, a strong light burst out between her fingers, and she slowly nodded towards the **** horse.

The powerful coercion actually made the big dark horse unable to move, even the blood leader demon dragon was suppressed at this moment.

The two people watched the finger point towards them.

The old man in the golden robe looked at this scene with a surprised expression on his face.

Sure enough, the ancestors were right. The ancient paintings contained a will of Empress Yunxiao, and this will would help them survive the most dangerous catastrophe.

Just when the old man in the golden robe thought that the two eternal realm great demons were going to fall, suddenly he was still stopped.

It's not just that he has fallen into a static state alone.

Everyone in the surroundings fell into a dreamlike static state at this moment.

A figure in white clothes suddenly appeared.

"Xiao Yunxiao, hasn't it been a long time since I spanked you?"

Ye Yun appeared opposite Yunxiao and stretched out a hand to block the Qianqian jade finger.

"who are you?"

Yun Xiao stared at the white figure in front of him with cold gaze, and did not seem to reveal his familiar gaze.

"You don't recognize me?"

Ye Yun was taken aback.

I didn't expect that after 100,000 years, Yun Xiao wouldn't even recognize herself. What happened in the middle?

He stared closely at Yunxiao's stunning face, and when he saw a trace of extremely ruthless aura in her eyes, he seemed to understand something.

"Yunxiao, have you really cultivated too much on the path of forgetfulness?"

Ye Yun asked bitterly.

"Who the **** are you? Why do you know my name? And why do you know that I practiced on the Great Way of Forgetfulness?"

Yunxiao's icy eyes shrank slightly.

She looked at the man in white in front of her and issued a series of questions.

"I am Ye Yun."

With a certain painful emotion in Ye Yun's voice, he slowly walked towards the illusory body composed of a will.

"Your name is Ye Yun? This name..."

Yun Xiao's eyes were in a trance at this moment.

She seemed to remember when she had heard of this name.

It seems that somewhere in her heart, there is such a name hidden.

But at this time, an instinctive cold emotion developed in her heart, which stifled a certain emotion in her abruptly.

Ye Yun walked slowly in front of Yun Xiao, and the two stood opposite each other in the air.

Looking at this familiar face, Ye Yun sighed with emotion.

He slowly stretched out his hand and landed on Yun Xiao's head, gently trying to rub it.

"Go away, don't touch me!"

Yun Xiao roared, and a palm knife slashed towards Ye Yun fiercely.

The white jade-like palm exudes an astonishing sharpness, like a white blade of light, slashing towards Ye Yun's chest.

"You are naughty again, it seems I should spank you..."

Ye Yun smiled and took a breath.

This breath came first, pushing Yun Xiao's body back into the ancient painting.

Ye Yun stretched out his hand and put away this scroll of ancient painting.

The clouds in this ancient painting are just a ray of will.

He couldn't let Yun Xiao take action, and couldn't waste the energy of this will.

Let her return to the ancient paintings as soon as possible.

Only in this way can he let Yunxiao's will live longer.