The question of fake gods is really sharp, Ye Huaiyao still can't say that he sent a letter to Rong Huang before he went down to Chiyuan.

——That would be tantamount to telling the false god that I have already ordered someone to cut you, and now it is just delaying time.

So at this time, explaining is useless at all, and we can only retreat.

Ye Huaiyao smiled faintly: "Although Rong Huang didn't know that I would come here, he would definitely come to find me. If you don't believe me, I can't explain it. How about this, how about we start now?"

Ye Huaiyao actually proposed such a proposal, and the fake god was really surprised: "Aren't you worried?"

Ye Huaiyao said: "No one guarantees that I can't trust you. Just now I thought that we can sign a contract and gamble with our lives."

"I will do my best to help you become a celestial demon. You can't hold anything back. You have to promise to let Ye Zhiwei's body out after you become a celestial demon, and you can't disturb him again. How about that?"

At this time, if there were people watching, they would probably applaud Ye Huaiyao's answer.

This kind of contract can never be repented. Whoever breaks the promise will lose his soul, which is more effective than other people's guarantee.

The fake god originally wanted to test Ye Huaiyao's reality, but he said so with full sincerity, which made him stuck.

——After all, it was impossible for him to hand over Ye Zhiwei's body.

silence.

The false god looked at Ye Huaiyao, as if he was judging whether he had already discovered his trick, or whether he was sincerely proposing this method.

As long as he finds out that Ye Huaiyao has seen through his plot, the fake god will immediately activate the magic circle and detonate the hostility of the entire abyss to sacrifice for himself.

Not only them, but the entire ghost clan, and even some reinforcements who may have arrived nearby, will be implicated.

Ye Huaiyao raised his eyebrows slightly, looked back, and showed a proper puzzled expression: "Why, there are problems with this?"

The fake god was thoughtful: "Which plan does Mr. Yunqi want me to choose?"

Ye Huaiyao said: "To sign a contract, we have to inject the real energy of both of us into the same contract. To be honest, I don't trust you, and I am more worried about what you will do with it. Naturally, I prefer to let Rong The way to come here to be a witness. But... isn't this because you are impatient?"

The fake god naturally hoped to wait until Rong Huang came over, and he took the opportunity to threaten Ye Huaiyao.

Devouring Rong Huan's complete vitality, becoming a demon will surely succeed.

Ye Huaiyao's innocence dispelled his suspicion a little bit, the hypocrisy changed his face like turning over a book, and suddenly he laughed happily again, returning to the intimacy before.

He said: "What Yun Qi-jun said is that I also have the same concerns, so let's wait a little longer."

Ye Huaiyao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling his palms sweating.

The two sat dryly for a while, and the time seemed so long and difficult, Ye Huaiyao folded a bamboo leaf from the window, brought it to his lips and began to play.

A single leaf can't play too many complex tunes, what he is playing is the folk tune that he sang before.

The sound blown by the leaves is playful and cheerful, crisp and sweet, like a carefree time in youth.

Voice can reveal emotions, and can also express emotions. If it is not really worry-free and open-minded, it would be impossible to play such a piece of music.

The false god listened for a while, and the suspicion that arose gradually dissipated.

Although he wants to be a human being, he has to say that compared with utensils, the worst thing about human beings is that they have emotions such as joy, anger, and fear.

If you have feelings, you will be narrow-minded, you will have weaknesses, and you will show your flaws.

If Ye Huaiyao was really aware of his plan and realized that he could activate the magic circle underneath at any time to wipe everything out, he would definitely not be afraid, nor would he be so calm.

As Ye Zhiwei said before, the fake god is arrogant by nature, and the experience of successfully defeating his master made him despise these flesh and blood, weak creatures with joy, anger, sorrow and joy, but at the same time, he envied some of them deep in his heart. some traits.

Fortunately, after becoming a Heavenly Demon, although he has a flesh and blood body, he will also lose all emotions. He doesn't need those extra things.

After Ye Huaiyao dispelled the suspicion of false gods, he simply appreciated it with a smile, and regarded sitting in a deserted temple and listening to music as a rare experience before being a human being.

After Ye Huaiyao finished playing a piece, he played Qingpingle again. He deliberately used some spiritual power to make the piece more appealing, so as to appease the false gods.

The outside of the deserted temple was originally a forest, and the birds inside also chirped happily to the tune, chirping into a rhyme, crisp and cheerful.

Yan Chen, Rong Huan and the others had already arrived outside Chiyuan led by Sai Yinzhu. Although they didn't know the specific plan of the false god, they knew that acting rashly might bring danger to Ye Huaiyao. Act rashly.

Yan Chen walked towards Chi Yuan, he was already standing on the edge of the cliff, his clothes rustling.

Although he knew that he would not fall, Zhan Yu couldn't help but said: "Brother, be careful."

Yan Chen said: "I don't know what's going on here, the resentment is too heavy, I plan to go down and find out first."

Zhan Yu said, "You yourself?"

Yan Chen said: "It's not easy to go to too many people, it will be troublesome if the inside is disturbed."

Now that Ye Huaiyao is with the False God, if he accidentally makes the other party realize that the reinforcements have arrived, it is very likely that the dog will jump over the wall, and Ye Huaiyao will be in trouble at that time.

As Yan Chen said, he put his fingers together, and gathered a faint spiritual power at his fingertips, wanting to strike down for a little test.

But before he had time to put this idea into practice, someone grabbed his wrist.

Yan Chen looked back and saw that the person who came was arrogant.

Zhan Yu also knew that he would not do this for no reason: "Beicang Demon Monarch, is there any problem?"

Rong Zhuang said in a deep voice: "Yes, something is wrong here, let me see first before making any plans."

To say that the person who knows the fake god best here is Rong Wang, and Yan Chen understood his concern for Ye Huaiyao, so he didn't insist, and said, "That's fine. Xiaoyu, follow me to make other preparations first."

Many members of the ghost clan were born out of resentment, and now so many of their monks are going to enter Chiyuan, no matter how careful they are, the resentment inside will definitely leak out.

In that case, it is very likely that some members of the ghost clan will be assimilated, and the consequences will be disastrous.

The two left Rong Wang at the same place to observe, and discussed with other monks from other sects, and decided to set up the Jingliuli Rebirth Formation, to constantly overcome grievances, just in case.

Yan Chen said: "This magic circle is presided over by Master Lao Jiexuan."

Master Jiexuan said: "Don't worry, everyone. In fact, the side of the magic circle is easy to deal with, but how to deal with this false god is really uncertain. The old monk is also very worried about Mingsheng's safety."

For this fake god, everyone present can say that they have admired the name for a long time, but they actually know very little about it.

There are so many people present, all of them have advanced cultivation bases, even if this false god is capable, it is not worth being afraid of.The most dreadful thing about him is that he is basically a magic weapon.

As a magic weapon, it has no substance, so it has no effect on injuring the body he possesses.

What's more, due to the special ability of the false god, he may even absorb the vitality of other people to continuously replenish his own abilities. Everyone may become his nourishment, which is not very easy to fight.

Ji Jiazhu said: "Presumably the Demon Lord Bei Cang should know the false god best, I don't know what he thinks about this matter."

If this kind of thing happened in the past, not to mention that the Dreaming Demons could follow suit, it would be thankful not to watch out for their plotting behind the scenes.

But this time is different, Ming Sheng is still at the bottom of the Chiyuan, presumably the most anxious person should be Beicang Demon Lord, the rare harmony between the human race and the demon race, no one doubts that he will not be willing to contribute.

——On the contrary, I am worried that he is too impulsive, so I need to persuade him.

Patriarch Ji mentioned Rong Wang, and everyone looked back, only to find him standing on the edge of Chi Yuan, stretching out his hand to draw a glowing spell on the constantly churning black air.

Because he was anxious to see Ye Huaiyao and was looking for a way, someone hurriedly said, "Monarch, the magic circle of the masters has not been formed at present, please stay calm and don't be impatient."

Rong Wang turned around, frowning slightly, his face was solemn, and he was so frightened that the man dared not speak any more.

On the contrary, Yan Chen had a little understanding of his character, walked over and asked, "What did you find?"

The two used to fight as soon as they met, and hated each other's teeth itching. Now they are standing side by side on the edge of the cliff, but no one is worried that the other party will suddenly push themselves down.

Rong Wang said: "Look at the spell I drew."

Yan Chen followed Rong Wang's gaze, and could only be drawn by Rong Wang's fingertips. The talisman swirled in a vortex shape, and a little golden light in the middle spread outward like a spider's web, connecting countless dots of light, suspended in the air. Above Chiyuan, it looks really beautiful like this.

Yan Chen didn't know much about their demon clan's skills, but he could understand a little bit, and said in a deep voice, "This net represents the Qi veins of the Heavenly Demon Formation below?"

Rong Wang said: "The life force of the false god comes from me. Standing here, I can feel his aura condensed in the center of the magic circle, and every ghost inside is caught by the energy veins of the magic circle. "

There was no blood on his face, and he turned to look at Yan Chen: "Do you know what this means? If a fake god wants to become a demon, he must find a way to pass the thunder calamity to succeed-he wants to use the souls in the entire Chiyuan to sacrifice sky!"

Although Rong Huang's conjecture is surprising, it is true.

Yan Chen went through his words in his heart, and also realized the seriousness of the matter, his face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "If the facts are as you guessed, he can activate the magic circle at any time to detonate Chiyuan!"

When the two looked at each other, they could see the seriousness in each other's eyes.

Rong Huang felt cold all over, and was overwhelmed by sudden anxiety and panic.

At this time, he had already become a great demon, controlling the situation and controlling the world, but the weakness that remained in his heart from the beginning to the end was still untouchable in the slightest.

Thinking of the danger that Ye Huaiyao might encounter, Rong Huang felt as if a pot of boiling oil had been poured into his chest, and wished he could jump off the cliff right now.

Of course, this impulse will do nothing but add to the chaos.

The urgency reached the extreme, but the thinking became more and more clear. Rong Huang suddenly had an idea: "Why don't you let me become a demon too."

Yan Chen reacted quickly, and after a little bit of astonishment, he figured it out: "You want to use this to check and balance the fake god?"

Rong Wang said: "The vitality of the two of us is from the same source. He has a sense of the magic circle, so I can do it too. It's fine if he doesn't activate the magic circle. Once he activates it, I can disperse him here. The power to prevent the souls in Chiyuan from offering sacrifices to the heavens."

The idea put forward by Rong Huang is bold, but after thinking about it carefully, it is very feasible, and it is also the last guarantee in case of emergency.

However, if these are just his excuses, and his goal from beginning to end is to become a demon, then everyone present, including Ye Huaiyao in Chiyuan, will be deceived miserably.

Yan Chen stared at him and asked, "Rong Wang, can I trust you?"

Rong Wang said: "I have a lot of sins on my hands, but from the beginning to the end, I have not been ashamed to show others in what I did. Mr. Shaoyi, believe it or not, it is your choice. If you don't cooperate, I will act on my own."

Although he is a demon king, since he is a human race, few people in the human race can say these words frankly.

"That would be a waste of time." Yan Chen took a breath and said slowly, "I'll help you."

At the same time that the two of them had reached an agreement, the situation on Ye Huaiyao's side changed again.

Because in this remote ruined temple, a group of people suddenly came.

Ye Huaiyao was blowing leaves, when he suddenly heard the faint sound of birds flying in the woods in the distance.

He stopped for a while, and after a short while there seemed to be a series of footsteps, mixed with the sound of carriage wheels rolling on the ground, gradually approaching.

Ye Huaiyao took Ye Zi away from his lips, and his first reaction was to turn his head to look at the false god, just in time to see him also looking at him, both of them had vigilance and suspicion towards each other in their eyes.

These vigilance and suspicion collided together, and turned into a little helpless smile.

Ye Huaiyao said: "The people who came here are slow, they should be just ordinary people passing by."

The fake god smiled inexplicably, and said, "Are there any ordinary people here? Except you and me, it's either an illusion, or a ghost."

Ye Huaiyao said with a smile: "Could it be that false gods are afraid of ghosts? Compared with living people, isn't this more familiar to you?"

While the two were talking, the uninvited guest had already arrived outside the temple gate, pushed the door open with a bang, and walked in swaggeringly.

The leader is dressed as a servant, but he behaves very pompously, obviously he has quite a face in front of his master.

Followed by seven or eight tall and strong men, surrounded by a young man like stars and moon, they rushed in.

As soon as they entered, the empty ruined temple immediately seemed crowded.

The servant walked up to Ye Huaiyao and the fake god, seemed very dissatisfied with their "ignorance", and didn't even look straight at them.

He raised his chin and said, "Don't you two boys have eyes? Our young master wants to rest here, why don't you all get out of here!"

"Wang Gui, don't do this."

The young man's face was pale, he was weak, and he looked as if he had developed such a virtue through years of excessive indulgence.

He stopped his servant: "This dilapidated temple is so big, what are you driving them out for? Just coax them into a nearby corner."

Ye Huaiyao: "..."

Thank you so much for your mercy.

As the false god said, what appears here is either the phantom in the illusion, or the resentful spirit who has not been reincarnated after death, and is trapped here, there should be no third possibility.

Ye Huaiyao felt that these people in front of him carried a faint yin, presumably it should be the latter.

Knowing as much as them, it's no different from fighting against the air. There is a fake god in front of him who doesn't know how to kill him, but it's really not that boring.

Ye Huaiyao didn't say anything, got up and moved to the corner.

The false god was lazily motionless, looking at the group of people with a deadly gaze, but when Ye Huaiyao got up, he seemed to want to learn how to be a human being in advance, so he moved his place accordingly.

For the two of them to tolerate this, for these people in front of them, they should be able to go out and brag about the adventure of a lifetime, but unfortunately, some people are not hesitant.

The servant saw that although the two men stepped aside, their expressions were indifferent, neither fearful nor respectful, feeling as if they were underestimated and very dissatisfied.

He wanted someone to throw these two ignorant poor people out, but because the young master had just ordered it, it was not easy to disobey after all, his eyes rolled around, and he immediately had other bad ideas.

"I said you two, you really have no eyesight!"

The servant scolded: "Since you saw my young master coming, why don't you give up the straw on the ground? Do you have to wait for someone to tell you?"

As he spoke, he raised his foot and kicked Ye Huaiyao who was closest to him: "Get up!"

This kick was an expression of contempt, but it didn't use much strength.

But before the toe of his toe touched Ye Huaiyao's clothes, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ankle, and he was grabbed and twisted violently.

The bossy look on the servant's face hadn't faded away, and it turned into a distorted pain caused by it in a blink of an eye. He let out a scream of "ah", and was thrown out directly, rolling heavily to the ground.

Ye Huaiyao was not interested: "I haven't seen your embarrassing level for many years. Fortunately, I don't like killing people. I apologize and let you go."

The fake god snickered, obviously thinking that Ye Huaiyao's punishment was too light and meaningless.

The light was dim, and everyone couldn't see what Ye Huaiyao looked like, but they looked like a frail scholar, so the sudden attack was really unexpected, and they didn't react.

After Ye Huaiyao said this, those burly attendants realized what they should do, and immediately rushed towards Ye Huaiyao and the fake god.

The servant hugged his ankle, thinking that the bones must be broken, and under his anger, he forgot that the real master was still beside him, and shouted loudly: "Hurry up and deal with these two boys hard!"

The fake god didn't move, and looked like he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement. He smiled at Ye Huaiyao and said, "Brother, why are you so reckless? You got me involved."

Ye Huaiyao said: "Don't worry, I dare not work for you."

He didn't even move, and with just a flick of his sleeve, he threw the people who wanted to rush to attack all over the ground.

The servant who fell on the ground was screaming with his mouth open. Seeing this scene, he forgot to close his opened mouth and could not utter a sound.

The young man jumped up in fright, backed away in horror, his back was pressed against the wall, and he murmured: "You, who are you? I can give you money, don't, don't kill me... "

Ye Huaiyao didn't explain to him, but asked the servant: "Apologize?"

The servant was completely frightened, and this time he didn't dare to be rampant again, and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I apologize. It's all villains who don't know Taishan. The villain kowtowed to the two young masters to apologize, you forgive me I will!"

After he finished speaking, he knelt on his knees and kowtowed.

The rest of the strong men came to their senses, regardless of whether Ye Huaiyao said anything about them, they quickly knelt down along with them.

The false god yawned boredly, and said lazily: "Thanks to you, I saw a good show. These people are so noisy, let them shut their mouths."

He took two steps slowly, appreciating the terrified expressions of these people, and then raised his hand, about to strike!

At this moment, Ye Huaiyao suddenly said: "Wait!"

The fake god thought that he couldn't bear to let himself kill, so he laughed and said: "It's just a few phantoms, you are too..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He slapped half of his palms and turned them into thrusts, pushing the two people who were close to him out.

The two flew into the wall behind them, and their bodies were flattened like two puddles of mud.

But this is not the end.

Apart from the master, several people kneeling on the ground exploded one after another, and thousands of ghost figures emerged from their bodies, like black clouds rising from the ground, filling the entire deserted temple in an instant.

There is a lot of ghost energy around, as if there are countless figures whispering among them, the breath is faint, or crying or complaining, the scalp of the listener is numb.

An unknown wind hovered in the darkness, and all the singing of flowers and birds outside the temple disappeared, and it became a dead silence.

This is a dangerous place to begin with, and Ye Huaiyao wouldn't find it too unusual for any abnormal situation to occur. He was surprised that this attack seemed to have no part in it, and it was more aimed at false gods. .

Let's not talk about how someone can set up such a hidden illusion, just think about the fake gods, and they have changed their identities one after another over the years, it is not easy for people to find them.

Even Ye Huaiyao and Rong Fan had worked so hard to pry out his secret from Sangjia not long ago, and who had an enmity with the fake god and wanted to deal with him?

too weird!

But even though the fake god was his enemy, he was attacked at this time, but it was something Ye Huaiyao didn't want to see.

He has no problem with someone wanting to kill false gods, but it's better to do it early!

Now he managed to stabilize the situation of the fake god, and suddenly such a group of people came, what if he was stimulated and activated the demon formation? !

Estimating the time, Yan Chen and Rong Huang should also arrive, for the sake of their safety, nothing should happen.

At least now, I must let the false god believe that I am with him, and it is not time to be desperate!

Anyway, no matter who the purpose of the person coming is, he has to go up and fight.

Ye Huaiyao thought inwardly that he was unlucky, and rushed forward without any complaints.

He just wanted to make a quick decision, Fuhong's body was directly transformed, his wrist was heavy and his sword was horizontal, like a star river all night, the ghost in front of him receded instantly, Ye Huaiyao said: "I will help you."

Although the killing situation in front of him is dangerous, it is not too big a crisis for the fake god. He is most worried that this is Ye Huaiyao's conspiracy, or if it is not arranged by him, he can also plot from the side.

He was backlashed by Ye Zhiwei twice, and his primordial spirit has been damaged. If that is the case, even if he is only [-]% sure, he must activate the Heavenly Demon Formation.

Once he becomes a demon, no one in the world can stop him from moving forward.

But at this time, Ye Huaiyao would say "I will help you" firmly, which really surprised the false gods.

Ye Huaiyao said angrily, "Just don't get hurt."

This sentence reminded the false god that he is currently using Ye Zhiwei's body, and even if Ye Huaiyao wants to deal with him, he has to be cautious, and he will definitely not set up a situation like this.

Take it easy, the only thing left to think about is how to clean up the mess in front of you.

False God changed his mind, and immediately realized which person should be dealt with the most at present, and said to Ye Huaiyao unceremoniously: "Leave these people to you."

As soon as the words fell, his figure teleported, breaking through the ghostly shadows in a blink of an eye, and arrived in front of the thin young man who was standing against the wall.

The speed of the two was extremely fast, and they waved their palms at each other at the same time. The sound of two huge forces colliding exploded, and half of the wall of the temple collapsed.

The false god clicked his tongue: "Do you think you deliberately pretended to be cowardly and hid in the corner, so I don't know that you are playing tricks?"

The young master simply didn't hide it anymore, and sneered: "So what if you know? Whether you know it or not, today I will not let your conspiracy succeed!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Ye Huaiyao was completely sure. It seemed that this person had a deep conflict with the fake god.

Is this a good opportunity?

The False God has already started fighting back and forth with the opponent. Ye Huaiyao can roughly judge by relying on the wind and force collision between their moves. Although the power of the False God has been depleted, the opponent is still slightly stronger than him. Inferior.

If without my own help, I can fight against these powerful ghosts with a single sword, then the false gods should be temporarily suppressed by them.

At that time, can you take the opportunity to subdue the false god?

The difficulty lies in not only not injuring his body, but also succeeding in one blow, so there must be no room for him to react and activate the magic circle.

Ye Huaiyao only used a third of his strength in his hands to force back the ghosts that kept coming up around him, but the string in his heart was almost broken.

He quickly calculated the gains and losses among the various choices in his mind, and before he had time to make a decision, he suddenly felt a faint shock from the air around him.

Even across the entire illusion, Ye Huaiyao could hear the cries and roars of those ghosts outside Chiyuan.

The surrounding hostility is increasing, and the illusion is slowly collapsing.

——There is a force that is attracting those souls towards them!

As soon as this thought came to Ye Huaiyao, Ye Huaiyao heard a sharp whistling sound, which suddenly penetrated the dilapidated wall and fell directly into the body of the young man.

It's really crazy, it turns out that he also came for this Heavenly Demon Formation!

How did he know the plan of the false god, and what plans did he have?Do you also want to become a demon?

This evil wind poured into the temple one after another, and when it passed by the previous attendant, it was blown lightly, and it turned his whole body into bones.

If he hadn't seen his fate, Ye Huaiyao would not have planned to guard against the gust of wind. Seeing this, he turned around and dodged to the side. He raised his sword, and the buzzing sound of swords clashing sounded, hitting everyone present in a hurry. A person's heart.

The fake god was also aware of the opponent's plan, his voice became cold and deep almost instantly, Sen Han said: "It's you?"

The other party gave a low laugh.

Ye Huaiyao was originally confused, but this familiar low laugh suddenly brought back a certain memory in his heart.

He blurted out: "You are Wu Ke!"

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