Several demon cultivators rushed to the street one after another before they could realize what went wrong.
Jingyue and Qin Yanzhi have strong senses, and they work together very well all year round. How can these magic cultivators be comparable? The two of them don't need to observe with their eyes, and they don't need to be stingy with the power of their souls. As long as they let go of their spiritual senses, they will of course be able to spot the enemy's attack as soon as possible.
But Jingyue and Qin Yanzhi didn't go well either. They walked into a dead end, looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and could only turn back.
When they came back, the Milong Formation changed again, and where did the two of them go
"Huh?" Jingyue saw a green grass not far away, he stepped forward to see that it was a rare spirit grass, he picked the spirit grass and said to Qin Yan, "It seems that there are occasional ones in the Lost Dragon Array. Baby, at least you don't have to go home empty-handed."
Qin Yanzhi said, "In this way, there will only be more murderers and treasure hunters."
What he said was not bad. The two of them saw a lot of corpses along the way, including the cultivators. It could be seen that bloody scenes were being staged all the time in the Lost Dragon Array.
When the two walked around a dragon scale, they met an acquaintance.
"But fellow Daoist Lin?" Jing Yue asked away. The fellow Daoist Lin he was talking about was leaning against the dragon scales, his head was hanging down, his body was stained with blood, and if it weren't for the faint ups and downs of his shoulders, it almost looked like a corpse.
Lin Huaiyu raised her head with difficulty and whispered, "Ancestor Jing... Qin Zhenjun..."
Lin Huaiyu had vigilance in his eyes. Not long after he and his younger brother separated, he was fortunate enough to find a spiritual material used for refining. Unexpectedly, he was attacked by a cultivator. Have some friendship with him.
Only at this moment did he understand that the horror of the Dragon Mirage Formation did not come from the formation itself, but the evil thoughts of the human heart.
When people can walk freely in the dark without worrying about being exposed, the moral bottom line that restrained them in the past will become lower and lower until they disappear. Even the so-called "righteous monks" cannot resist the temptation of treasures. It is the same thing that the magic repair did.
But his trust in Jingyue and Qin Yanzhi still prevailed, not to mention that if the other party really had bad intentions, just based on his current state, he could only admit that he was unlucky.
Jingyue got closer, saw the miserable state of the other party, and frowned, "But a demon cultivator?"
Lin Huaiyu shook his head, raised his chin weakly, and pointed to a corpse not far away.
Jing Yue realized instantly and sighed from the bottom of his heart.
The distinction between the righteous and the devil does not mean the good and the bad in the absolute sense. At present, the measurement between the two is mostly judged by the exercises.
In the right way, there are also many people who are greedy for profit, and it is difficult for such people to go far on the road of cultivation; and in the magic cultivation, there are occasionally monks whose hands are not stained with blood, but most of the magic cultivation methods are treacherous, and they have been practiced for a long time. inevitably affected.
"elder brother!"
At this time, Lin Huaifeng rushed over from not far away. Seeing that his brother was seriously injured, he drew his sword and pointed at Jingyue without thinking, "Did you hurt my brother?"
Jing Yue calmly pulled away his sword, "No, it's him."
After that, his eyes moved to the corpse on the ground.
Lin Huaifeng chased his gaze, stunned for a moment, and murmured, "It's actually him..."
After a while, he retracted his sword and bowed to Jingyue and Qin Yan, "I'm sorry, I'm too impulsive."
It is not without reason that he did this, but before he found Lin Huaifeng, he had also encountered a sneak attack by someone else.
"I didn't expect that there are so many people with despicable character, such a disposition, it's hard to achieve a great way!" Lin Huaifeng said angrily.
Jing Yue didn't say anything. Who wouldn't understand such a simple truth? Most people seem to be fascinated by the immediate interests, but it is very likely that their cultivation has encountered a bottleneck, and they cannot see the future at all, and can only focus on the present. If you can get a baby to break through the bottleneck, who can predict whether there will be no chance in the future
What if
How many people are willing to take risks for this slim one in ten thousand
Even he himself often risked his life and death for a chance, but he still had a bottom line in his heart.
Seeing that his younger brother was not injured, Lin Huaiyu was completely relieved, and with the help of Jingyue's elixir, he was barely able to stand up.
Jing Yue: "Two fellow Daoists, please follow me and Yan Zhi, don't get separated."
Lin Huaifeng was overjoyed, "Thank you, my ancestor!"
Several people encountered several sneak attacks along the way, but with Jingyue and Qin Yan on their side, they naturally posed no threat.
Soon, they heard the sound of fighting coming from the front, and a few people rushed to follow the sound, and saw that Cheng Yun was fighting with a demon cultivator inextricably.
Seeing Jing Yue and the others, the demon cultivator subconsciously wanted to escape, but unfortunately he was slashed by Qin Yanzhi's flying sword and died.
Cheng Yun propped up his body with his sword and pestle, gasping for breath. After calming down a little, he straightened up and clasped his fists at Qin Yan, "Thank you Qin Zhenjun."
At this time, the Dragon Mirage Formation changed again, and the colorful light was refracted through the scales to form a gorgeous pattern, but there was an endless crisis hidden in the beauty.
Qin Yanzhi hurriedly held Jing Yue's hand. He saw that Jing Yue wanted to hold Cheng Yun subconsciously. He took a step faster and pulled Cheng Yun to him, while Lin Huaifeng held his brother with one hand and Cheng Yun with the other.
Seeing that the scales were about to return and the change was about to end, Qin Yanzhi suddenly felt that the hand holding Cheng Yun's arm was empty, and Cheng Yun actually disappeared from his side.
His eyes narrowed, and he tapped the back of Jing Yue's hand three times, and the latter smiled knowingly.
Suddenly, a sword light shot, reflected through the dragon scales, which seemed to penetrate the sky and make people unable to hide. But Qin Yanzhi didn't hide at all, he drew his sword to block the sword light, and with a shock, the sword light scattered and gradually disappeared.
But immediately, Qin Yanzhi found that Jingyue was gone, not to mention the Lin brothers.
Qin Yanzhi's expression was ugly, and he clenched the hand that was holding Jing Yue, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Clang-"
A long sword stabbed from the oblique side, Qin Yan backed the sword to block, but this sword was just a phantom, the real sword slashed from behind him to his waist!
Qin Yanzhi snorted coldly, ignoring the flying sword, and instead called out, "Daoyi, go."
As soon as the voice fell, the little boy appeared quietly, and then quickly disappeared. In just one breath, a scream came from not far away.
At the same time, the flying sword that slashed at his waist has also fallen, and the surrounding vision has changed. Jing Yue is standing aside, looking at him with a smile.
Qin Yanzhi's heart was relieved, and there was a throbbing. The two of them stared at each other quietly, and they simultaneously bent their eyes. The projections in the bottom of their eyes scattered and shattered, as if the lake was sparkling in the sun, stirring people's hearts.
But the next moment, Qin Yanzhi's smile froze.
"Dao Yi? Huh?" Jing Yue smiled but stared at the little sword soul behind him.
Qin Yanzhi saw that he had been seen through, and Jingyue's appearance was not surprising. Thinking that there was something in Qiang Yue's words, he suddenly understood that Jiji had already betrayed him.
So, he decisively started the thick-skinned Dafa, and said frankly: "There is only Daoyi."
The implication is that Taiqing is really unable to motivate.
"Ah! Is this the Sword Soul? I actually saw the Sword Soul! Eh? Why do you look familiar?" Lin Huaifeng, who was completely ignored, said in shock, suddenly feeling wrong, "Hey, what happened just now? Why is it gone?"
Still weakly, Lin Huaiyu pulled him and made a silent gesture. Lin Huaifeng didn't know why, and a dull person couldn't feel the harm of dog food.
Suddenly, Lin Huaifeng saw an ice sword in Jing Yue's hand again and threw it in his direction.
The ice sword passed between him and Lin Huaiyu, and turned around a dragon scale. He heard the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh, and he saw Jing Yue take a shot with one hand, and he grabbed a figure with an ice sword in his abdomen. In front of him, he fell heavily to the ground.
"Fellow Daoist Cheng!" Lin Huaifeng was in shock, his eyes wandering between Jing Yue and Cheng Yun.
Jing Yue: "It really is you."
"Who?" Lin Huaifeng was even more confused.
Qin Yanzhi: "Most of them are the ones who attacked you."
Lin Huaifeng was shocked and said angrily, "Humph! I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Cheng, who seemed to be upright, turned out to be such a person!"
Cheng Yun lowered her head and coughed a few times. The coughing affected the wound in her abdomen. She frowned slightly and asked, "Qin Zhenjun, Old Ancestor Jing, it is clear that you suddenly hurt me and came to frame me again, do you also want to kill people? Can't win the treasure?"
Jingyue: "Stop pretending, Shurata, I know it's you."
Cheng Yun: "..."
"What?! Cheng Yun is the magic cultivator of Shura Tower? Isn't she dead?" Lin Huaifeng felt that his brain was not enough. What happened
"Cheng Yun is not."
When speaking, Jing Yue slapped Cheng Yun Lingtai with his palm, the latter's eyes widened with fear, and finally closed in despair.
At this moment, Qin Yanzhi appeared behind Lin Huaifeng, the long sword seemed to dance randomly, but the pentagram formed by the sword energy trapped a little black blood.
Lin Huaifeng didn't even know where to start the question, and even his steadfast older brother was confused.
Jing Yue: "This time, how do you escape?"
The black blood in the pentagram kept colliding, but there was no way to break through.
"Kill it, don't save her life."
With an order from Jing Yue, the pentagram formed from the congenital clear qi was divided into several sword lights, completely purifying and killing the black blood.
At this time, Cheng Yun, who had fallen on the ground, woke up, the pain in her body made her groan unconsciously, but she quickly held back, and heard someone say: "Friend Cheng, just to force out the blood of the demon cultivator in your body, you had to be injured. Your dantian. When the dragon tomb is released, the Cold Cloud Sect will definitely offer the elixir."
Cheng Yun first heard that he was possessed by a demon cultivator and his dantian was injured, and he panicked, but after the panic, he was shocked and even unbelievable, "What happened?"
Jing Yue: "I believe you all already know that the magic cultivator from Shura Tower can control a living person with a drop of blood essence."
Cheng Yun and the Lin family brothers nodded, the incident of the Sanctuary Alliance was a big deal in Yudong, and even the Dragon Palace was disturbed.
"This kind of control technique is almost against the sky, so there must be restrictions. From the point of view of the person she possesses, the other party cannot exceed her cultivation." Jing Yue helped Cheng Yun on the ground and continued, "Human Her blood essence is limited, but if a small drop can control a living person, wouldn't she be able to control hundreds or thousands of living people, and her ability to possess the body is so seamless that it is hard to guard against, so we can't be fooled by her? "
Jing Yue suddenly laughed at himself, "Of course, we have been tricked by her many times."
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