About me traveling to the world of immortality but finding ways to surf the Internet

"Well, yes, but even if we rush over now, it will be useless. The dead cannot be resurrected." He Qianqing said.

"I know, it's just the first time I saw such a tragic scene, and I feel a little sad." Yang Yuyao responded. He also knew that facing the dead, even the most powerful medical practitioner in the world of immortality would be of no avail. , it’s just the scene that the spiritual consciousness can scan, even it is as miserable as the Lintian City that I have been to before. Lin Tiancheng, which was occupied by the demons, was equally unlucky. Although the city lord and those who resisted the demons were killed, many people still escaped, and Lin Tiancheng only became a depressed and silent empty city.

But in this Wantong City, when Yang Yuyao's consciousness swept over, the ground was full of broken human limbs, regardless of gender and age. It was impossible to imagine how cruel and malicious the people were. Only then would a city be massacred. A certain period of shameful history from the original world flashed through his memory, causing Yang Yuyao's mood to hit rock bottom.

"I hope there are innocent people surviving in that city." Yang Yuyao sighed softly, with compassion in his expression. He didn't know what caused these people to suffer this disaster, but from a human perspective, he felt sad about the death of his fellow humans. He Qianqing stretched out his arms and hugged this beautiful young man.

In He Qianqing's view, his Yang Yuyao was taken by him all year round when he was in Qingfeng Sect. Now he has left Qingfeng Sect but has not been in this world for too long and has lost the memory of the past. He is like an adopted child. The young lady in purdah has not really seen the cruelty of this world. Of course, if possible, He Qianqing didn't want Yang Yuyao to have to face this.

"It seems that there are monks ahead." After all, those who suffered in Wantong City were unrelated people, and there was no such strong empathy. Yang Yuyao quickly pulled away from the sad mood and noticed that there was a change ahead.

"Well, yes, I will go out to see the master later. You stay in the carriage." He Qianqing explained. Without being able to confirm the identity of the other party, the monk in front was also suspicious. This place, including the Wantong City they originally wanted to pass through, belonged to the sphere of influence of the Wanye Sect. This sect, together with the Lanling Sect and Yushan Sect, each occupied a large piece of land in the north of Wei Wu State as sect forces. It stands to reason that human tragedies such as the massacre of the city should not occur within the jurisdiction of the sect. After all, if such an incident occurs, it will have an extremely negative impact on the reputation of the sect. Unless there is a major change that cannot be taken care of, no sect would want such a thing to happen.

He Qianqing dodged and left the carriage, then threw Tu Shan in. Yang Yuyao, who was a little surprised, caught him with his spiritual power and held Tu Shan in his arms. Yang Yuyao scratched Tu Shan's ears and pulled him in again. Divine consciousness was released, investigating the surroundings.

"Who's in front of you? Stop the carriage quickly!" The carriage didn't drive for too long when two monks in duck-egg green robes stood on the road, blocking the carriage's way.

"People from Wanyezong? What's the matter?" He Qianqing frowned slightly, stopped the carriage and asked.

"Oh, you actually recognized us as members of the Wanye Sect, so you have some discernment. What's your name?" the male monk with a ponytail asked with a sarcastic expression. The fellow student next to him turned pale and kept kicking him.

"He Qianqing," He Qianqing replied, "It seems that Wanyezong has been developing well recently, and its disciples are even prouder than those of the ten major sects."

"You!" The face of the male monk who was ridiculed by He Qianqing turned dark instantly, "You kid, don't be arrogant! I'm telling you, kid! Our sect has seniors in the Nascent Soul stage! Lian Gen, what are you telling me to do? !”

"He is Immortal Lord Qianqing!" The monk named Lian Gen said in horror.

"What bullshit immortal?" the ponytail male cultivator said inexplicably.

"The Immortal Lord Qianqing, who is in the Mahayana stage, is said to be the strongest in the world of immortality today. He can destroy our entire sect alone!" Lian Jin explained in fear, and forced the ponytailed male cultivator to kneel with him. He came down, pressed his head and kowtowed to He Qianqing. "Master Immortal has a lot of them. My brother has always been short-sighted. Please don't be angry, Master Immortal!"

"Ha, tell me not to be angry? Aren't you showing enough sincerity?" He Qianqing said with a sneer. He didn't expect that after more than a hundred years, there would still be monks who dared to look down on him. It really opened his eyes.

"Immortal Lord, have mercy on me, Immortal Lord, have mercy on me! I'm blind and can't recognize Immortal Lord!" The ponytailed male cultivator finally realized what kind of person he was in front of him. He was so frightened that his legs became weak. He couldn't even kneel down and just fell down. He fell to the ground and begged for mercy.

"Speaking of which, you haven't answered yet, what do you want to do by stopping my carriage?" He Qianqing asked.

"Immortal Qianqing? Master, your master is Immortal Qianqing?!" The conversation between He Qianqing and the two monks from Wanyezong did not use sound transmission, so Yang Yuyao and Tu Shan in the carriage naturally listened. Got it crystal clear. So when Tushan learned that the monk she had called "Master's Master" for so long was actually the famous He Qianqing, she was extremely shocked.

"Well, yes. Is Master's name also very famous among your demon clan?" Yang Yuyao stroked the soft and smooth fox fur, thinking of the demon emperor named Huang Yan whom she had met not long ago. She also I also know He Qianqing.

"...Master, although my concubine is indeed relatively unknown among the demon clan, the famous monks in your human race and we demon clan all know about it!" Tu Shan explained.

"That's it." Yang Yuyao nodded, indicating that he understood. However, Yang Yuyao was surprised that the fox demon only realized He Qianqing's identity now. After all, in his impression, the fox demon should be a cunning and clever character. But it seems that the one he knows is not...

"Uh, um... Master, what's your full name?" Tu Shan suddenly realized that he only knew that this beautiful master's name should have the word "Yao" in it, and asked awkwardly.

"My full name? Yang Yuyao." Yang Yuyao replied, feeling a little weak. Tu Shan was already very clever, and Yang Yuyao couldn't even understand how big-hearted he had to be to trust his life to a stranger whose name he didn't even know. When Tushan first begged them for help, Yang Yuyao thought she made this decision because she knew their identities.

"Really...really?!" Tu Shan exclaimed, "The rumors do not deceive me! The owner of this concubine is indeed worthy of the title of the most beautiful woman in the world of immortality!"

"Don't say that." Yang Yuyao stretched out his hand and grabbed Tu Shan's long mouth, and said in Tu Shan's puzzled eyes, "I don't like the statement of the most beautiful woman." Seeing that Tu Shan wanted to nod in agreement, Yang Only then did Yu Yao let go of his hand.

"Well, Master..." Tu Shan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but suddenly froze. Yang Yuyao was a little confused, and then he frowned slightly, sensing something was wrong. So he jumped out of the carriage holding Tushan, who had turned into a fox doll, and was shocked to find that not only Tushan, but also the red comet outside the carriage, the disciples of the Wanye Sect, and even He Qianqing seemed to have been pressed down by someone. The pause button is normal and motionless.

"Eh? There is actually a human race that is not controlled?" A man with blood-red horns said in surprise, looking at Yang Yuyao with a playful expression. The moonlight is like water. The extra bright moonlight tonight is reflected by the snow, making it possible to see clearly at night. "But I didn't expect that this human race would have such a stunning beauty!" He licked his lips with his forked tongue and looked at Yang Yuyao who was standing in front of He Qianqing and watching him warily.

Even though the young man's expression was sharp and unkind, it did not affect his beautiful face that seemed to have been carefully carved and every cut was carefully considered and full of spirituality. That expression on that face was like a nervous cat in the eyes of this mysterious man. He opened his eyes wide and raised his fur to show off, but it inspired him to have a stronger desire to conquer.

"Demon." Yang Yuyao instantly determined the identity of the mysterious man. He tried to communicate with He Qianqing through sound transmission, but found that He Qianqing didn't respond at all even through sound transmission. The magic weapon floating in the palm of the demon man's hand The effect seems to be more than just controlling people unable to move. It's more like blocking their flow of time and freezing them at one point in time. Even He Qianqing, who was in the Mahayana stage, could not resist the effect of this magic weapon. Although Yang Yuyao didn't know why it didn't work for him. But now it seems that he is the only one who can break the situation.

The demon man raised his hand, and the magic weapon floating on his palm rose even higher than his head. Yang Yuyao used his spiritual power to send Tu Shan back to the carriage, turned around and pounced on He Qianqing, holding his waist. ground. Almost at the same time, the strange magic weapon spun and emitted several black balls, hitting them. However, due to Yang Yuyao's prediction, they were successfully dodged, and several large holes were smashed into the ground around them. The carriage was also affected. A black ball grazed the wheels of the carriage. A piece of the wheel was instantly missing, and the whole thing became skewed. Fortunately, both the carriage part and the red comet were safe. Yang Yuyao summoned the flying knife "Feather", and the overwhelming silver peacock feathers flew toward the demons with cold light.

However, the red light of the magic weapon flashed, and the heaven-level magic weapon was stagnated in the air. The counterattack seemed to have failed. The demon man looked at Yang Yuyao with a sneer, but a ball of blood mist instantly exploded from his shoulder blade. The impact was The demon man stumbled forward, showing an incredible expression.

Yang Yuyao retracted the flying knife Lingyu with a solemn expression. Even though the sneak attack was successful, the opponent's physical strength was beyond his expectation. The explosive talisman, which was powerful enough to blow up a monster in the enlightened stage to pieces, actually only injured the demon man's back and didn't even affect his actions. However, Yang Yuyao did not panic because of this. Since he could break the demon man's defense and cause him injury, he could be worn to death.

Feidao Feiyu attacked again, and the demon man hurriedly raised his magic weapon and released red light to lock hundreds of flying knives that were attacking him. But then his body exploded again, and this time it was no longer just one explosion. A series of explosions instantly turned him into a bloody man, with almost no intact skin on his body. What frightened him even more was that his right shoulder blade, which was first injured by the explosion, was cut off by a sword light along with his shoulder and arm, and fell to the ground together with the magic weapon.

"It's really tough." He Qianqing, who had escaped the control of the magic weapon, held a sword in his hand and protected Yang Yuyao behind him.

"Damn it!" The blood flowing out from the wound of the demon man actually formed the shape of a hand and he instantly picked up the magic weapon. The speed was so fast that Yang Yuyao and the others had no time to take the magic weapon away. The demon man wanted to He Qianqing was controlled again, but was forced by the flying knife Lingyu released by Yang Yuyao, and had to stop this deadly heaven-level magic weapon first. He Qianqing took the opportunity to swing his sword again. The snow-white sword energy split the demon man into two pieces with a murderous intent. However, he relied on the super-controllable blood to glue himself together again.

He Qianqing's expression was cold. This demon man had a strange talent and was extremely difficult to kill.

"Law, you, a mere human monk in the Mahayana stage, actually have the power of law in your sword?!" The demon man murmured in shock. He controlled the magic weapon and turned it in the opposite direction. The two controlled monks from the Wanye Sect suddenly could Get moving. Just when Yang Yuyao thought that the demon man was so angry that he lost consciousness, the demon man actually ordered the two disciples of the Wanye Sect to attack them. Just as the two Wanyezong men hurriedly begged and said that they could not be He Qianqing's opponent at all. The demon man threw out two drops of blood, which turned into worms and got into their ears. The eyes of the two monks instantly became hollow. Attack them regardless.

Under Yang Yuyao's interference, the demon man's control over He Qianqing failed again. Two Wanyezong disciples were killed by He Qianqing with one sword. The sword light passed through their bodies, leaving traces on the demon man's body again. The next deep scar.

"Master, the demon's magic weapon should have a long CD for large-scale control and a short CD for small-scale control. I'm not sure how long the CD for large-scale control is. We must hurry up and kill him." Yang Yuyao Transmission Road. After discovering that the methods he was currently using could not cause much harm to the demon man, whose body seemed to have been specially strengthened, Yang Yuyao focused on interrupting the man's control and assisting He Qianqing to prevent He Qianqing from being accused again. With Mikikiga as the main output, he does not need to use other trump cards including the Demon Suppression Tower.

"What is CD?" He Qianqing asked, while speeding up the attack rhythm. Even if the demon man cannot be killed immediately, he must first seize the annoying magic weapon from his hand.

"You can first understand it as the brewing time of the move." Yang Yuyao explained quickly, and finally took the opportunity to display his white jade bone fan. The thick wind wall blocked the bloody hand of the demon man and snatched away the magic weapon. come over. Without the interference of the magic weapon, the sword attacks were executed more smoothly. The sword energy was like a net, cutting the demon man's body into smaller pieces. However, even so, the demon man was not dead. His blood wrapped around a bead and crushed it, causing spatial fluctuations all around him. However, just as a successful smile appeared on his incomplete face, along with the spatial fluctuations, Yang Yuyao used the stolen magic weapon to Control, forcibly interrupting his escape.

"Xiao Yao, well done." He Qianqing said, trying to search the soul of the still alive demon man, but found that the soul search technique he used seemed to be blocked by something and could not have an effect on the demon man. "This magic weapon can freeze time?" He Qianqing's eyes narrowed and he realized that the magic weapon used by this man was extremely unusual.

"Will he escape if I release the control?" Yang Yuyao understood the reason why He Qianqing failed to search for his soul, but he was a little worried that once the control was released, the demon man would know that he was invincible and wanted to escape again.

"He can't escape." He Qianqing said, swinging his sword into a formation, and the sword energy formed a cage to imprison the demon man. Yang Yuyao nodded, reversed the magic weapon, and released the control of the demon man.

The demon man who was able to move again immediately wanted to escape again, but he hit the sword energy cage and blood spattered everywhere. However, he could not escape even a drop of blood from this sword energy prison.

"Just wait and see!" the demon man said viciously in the sword energy cage, "Once the monks of the Wanye Sect are killed, the sect will be able to locate the murderer. You have killed the disciples of the Wanye Sect. Wanyezong will come here soon to cause trouble for you!"

"Did you see that information spread?" Yang Yuyao asked coldly.

"What do you mean?" The voice of the demon man in the sword energy cage was filled with a little surprise. Counting the time, people from the Wanye Sect should have arrived by now.

"Sorry, I'm a professional at intercepting information." Yang Yuyao said, and when he grasped his seemingly free hand, the information that was originally transmitted to Wanye Sect was instantly damaged and completely destroyed in Yang Yuyao's palm.