The whole cultivation world regards me as a group favorite [Crossing Books]

With the help of the Fa Jue, the sword light filled the sky and flourished, transforming into thousands in an instant, countless sword shadows filled the entire night sky, wiped out more than half of the raiding enemies in a blink of an eye, and the world was completely silenced.

But this is obviously not enough.

Still in the illusion at this time.

From the first day they entered, Rong Fan and Ye Huaiyao had tried it. As long as the illusion is not broken, everything here will continue to regenerate. In the end, the only one who consumes physical strength and spiritual energy is himself.

Therefore, after Ye Huaiyao made one move, the opportunity was delayed, and he followed without a pause, flying with his sword, straight into the clouds and mist.

At this time, the bright moon was hanging high in the sky, and his figure was straight up, almost as high as the bright moon, and he didn't stop until he had a panoramic view of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

The gusty wind blew the sleeves of his robe, and his figure was floating, but his whole body was as immobile as a mountain.

At this time, Ye Huai is condescending, and can see the mountains stretching for thousands of miles, the waves on the vast sea, and a vast abyss splitting the land on the east and west sides. At this time, it looks like a stroke of ink mistakenly drawn by a brush on rice paper. mark.

The insignificant beings were destroyed by him, and then resurrected from the humble soil, looking up.

The indifferent moonlight poured down on them, and also covered Ye Huaiyao's snow-blue robe with a light veil.

Thousands of generations of sorrows and joys, three thousand miles of mortals, but that's all.

"When you stand on a high place, you will feel that human life is very small. And the loss of humanity will also start from a person's lack of awe for life."

Ye Huaiyao sighed: "Mingyue doesn't know how to leave, hate and suffer1, moon, so you are afraid of being too cold at high places2?"

After finishing speaking, he flexed his fingers and made a seal.

A ray of brilliance bloomed from between the palms, and as the gestures changed, the dharma seal gradually radiated silver brilliance, reflecting each other with the vast night sky and the high hanging moon.

As the brilliance became more and more prosperous, it gradually became transparent and spread, filling the world.

Ye Huaiyao waved his hand, and a piece of silver clear light fell from the sky. It was incomparably graceful, but implied supreme coercion.

The Fuhong Sword seemed to sense it, and there was a whistling sound, and the sea of ​​clouds in mid-air also seemed to sense it, churning and rumbling.

"boom--"

The magic seal smashed into the ground, and all the phantoms disappeared in smoke. In the dusty sky, a huge crack cracked on the ground, and it stretched outward like a spider web.

The entire continent shattered, the mountain fire exploded, the sea water dumped, the earth collapsed and the mountains were destroyed, and the wailing shook the sky!

In a world-like scene, Ye Huaiyao caught a glimpse of the surging air above the mountain top on the west side, gradually turning into a constantly rotating vortex.

Without hesitation, Yu Jian rushed directly towards the vortex, and then he was dizzy, and the whistling wind, the screams, and the earthquake and mountains all disappeared.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and I felt the long-lost bright light in front of my eyes.

Ye Huaiyao opened his eyes and found that the spring flowers were blooming and the sun was warm, and he had already broken out of that illusion.

And Rong Huang at the other end was still nowhere to be seen.

Ye Huaiyao guessed right, the person Rong Wang met was the real Zhu Xi.

After these illusions, the amount of information revealed is really quite a lot.There was always a hidden worry in Rong Wang's heart, and when he suddenly heard some past events from that year, this worry became more and more numerous.

He was already feeling anxious, but when he saw Ye Huaiyao disappeared in a blink of an eye, he suddenly felt a surge of hostility in his heart.

The illusion around him shattered automatically, revealing the real mountains and grasslands, and when Rong Wu raised his eyes and saw Zhu Xi standing opposite him, he knew it was this person again.

He suppressed his anger, sneered, and said, "I was pretending to be a ghost, so it turned out to be you again, a crazy monster."

A trace of hatred flashed in Zhu Xi's eyes, and he replied in a neutral manner: "Why is the devil so hostile? I am a monster, and you are the son of the country. We are not the same, so shouldn't we communicate more?"

Apart from Ye Huaiyao, Rong Wang didn't care what others thought of him.Zhu Xi's words "son of disaster" did not touch him at all, instead he was distracted to guess the current situation.

He thought that since Zhu Xi was here, it meant that he was the main person to deal with. In this calculation, Ye Huaiyao should not be the key object of care.

This recognition made Rong Wang feel a little relieved, but he was still very impatient, and said in a deep voice, "I am not interested in communicating with people who are dying."

While speaking, the Defeat Sword in his hand was out of its sheath, as fast as light and shadow, and the demonic air flow surged, pressing down on Zhu Xi's head.

He just wanted to make a quick decision. While holding the sword in his right hand, he formed a seal with his left hand. A black mist flew out of his wide sleeve, turned into a wraith, and rushed towards Zhu Xi from several directions, blocking his retreat. .

Zhu Xi didn't have anything to say at first, but he didn't expect Bei Cang Mojun to be so irritable, he would hit as soon as he said it.

At that moment, Zhu Xi also raised his palms together, and a fire dragon appeared in mid-air, colliding with the demon energy.

But after fighting like this, Rong Wang found that Zhu Xi's strength was much weaker than before.

His eyes moved slightly, and he immediately realized that Zhu Xi's strength before must be due to the blessing of false gods.

Later, the fake deity transformed into a form, and under his control, he fought with Yan Chen and Ye Huaiyao on the river. Even such an evil thing could not be defeated by Ming Sheng and Fa Sheng, and finally showed its true body and fell accidentally.

Then it was snatched by Ye Huaiyao, and now it's being put on Rong Huang's body, so naturally it can no longer be used by Zhu Xi.

Without support, Zhu Xi released several fire dragons one after another, but none of them could stop Rong Huang's sword.

He didn't want to confront this demon head-on, but he couldn't avoid it, so he could only draw out his knife and quickly hold it up!

At the same time, he roared loudly, dazzling white light shot out from his whole body, and a burst of heat burst out suddenly, dispelling the endlessly entangled wraiths released by Rong Zhuan.

The swords and swords intersected, and the demon energy and scorching power entangled with each other. The ground under the two people's feet instantly turned into scorched earth, and the tumbling black mist continued to expand, and finally swallowed all the white light.

With a loud bang, the ground under Zhu Xi's feet cracked, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he took several steps back.

Zhu Xi obviously lost a bit, but Rong Huang didn't intend to compete with him, and he wouldn't show mercy just because the other party was defeated.

Without pausing, he drew strange and distorted symbols in the air with his fingers, and the tumbling black mist around him suddenly condensed into the shape of a cheetah-like monster with wings growing from its ribs. It opened its mouth wide, intending to swallow Zhu Xi in its entirety. belly.

Zhu Xi was taken aback, and blurted out: "You turned into a resentful beast!"

His face was contorted, he didn't know whether it was shock or wanted to laugh, his body flew back quickly, half-kneeled on one knee, and quickly slapped somewhere on the ground with his blood-stained right hand.

Zhu Xi shouted: "Let's fight!"

It turned out that the backhand he arranged was here, clusters of pale flames emerged from the ground, flew into the air, formed a magic circle, and temporarily blocked the overwhelming demonic energy.

The two forces compete with each other, and neither can attack or retreat, and the situation is temporarily stalemate.

Rong Huang raised his hand, and released some resentful spirits, probing around the periphery of the magic circle, trying to devour the flames.

He has always been indifferent and alienated to everyone except Ye Huaiyao, even when facing the enemy. If it is not necessary, he does not want to say a word.

But Zhu Xi was just the opposite, talking too much nonsense.Only then did Rong Huang release the strange beast that was a mixture of resentment and demonic energy, which also aroused his extremely strong interest.

"I really didn't expect Bei Cang Demon Lord to have such unfathomable strength."

Zhu Xi maintained the magic circle, squinted his eyes, and looked at the resentful spirits around him: "It takes at least thousands of innocent lives to possess such superb resentment and magic power. From an evil seed whose father is unknown, to The monarch who commands the entire demon clan—the process of your gaining power is admirable."

Rong Zhuan's expression was indifferent, and he pushed forward the magic power a little bit: "If you want to become one of the wraiths and serve under your command, this seat can fulfill you."

Zhu Xi said: "Does Mingsheng know what you have done?"

Rong Zhuangmeng raised his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as sharp knives, and he stared coldly at Zhu Xi.

Zhu Xidao: "Is it true that you can't even mention it? Demon Lord Beicang, there is no need to hide it, you and I are the same kind of people. Everyone in the world says that Demon Lord Beicang acts recklessly and has no scruples, but I know that the thing you are most afraid of in your life , is to let your deadly enemy know about your dirty past!"

There was no expression on Rong Huan's face, but there seemed to be a dark tide surging in the depths of his dark eyes: "How do you know?"

Naturally, he asked how Zhu Xi knew about his past and how he cared about Ye Huaiyao, but Zhu Xi didn't intend to answer.

He murmured: "I knew it would be like this, I have seen it through for a long time. No matter whether the fault is on you or not, you should be hated and alienated if you are born with a low life! It's all fucking good. In the end, those people The kindness to you is all fake!"

The surrounding air seemed to grow hotter due to his rage.The white light soared, and there was a faint tendency to break through the encirclement of the demonic energy.

Rong Wang observed Zhu Xi's flaws through the lingering white light and demonic energy, but at the same time, he also felt greater pressure than before!

Zhu Xi didn't seem to be talking to him anymore, but murmured: "You will never be able to get rid of it, this is your fate! What you want all your life is nothing but wishful thinking, nothing but..."

The devilish energy was about to move, and it tightened step by step towards Rong Wang's side.

The magic cultivator is a new path. Once a method is found, the progress will be much faster than that of monks in other paths. However, this path is also extremely difficult, and one of the biggest drawbacks is that it is easy to be backlashed.

Rong Huang was originally an extreme personality with deep obsessions, but now that his devilish energy was forced back, it suddenly magnified the originally suppressed greed, grief and anger in his heart.

Zhu Xi has long been an unreasonable lunatic, his words are boring and absurd, Rong Wang didn't need to care about it, but he just wanted to mention Ye Huaiyao.

So the words entered the ear and entered the heart, and a knife pierced the bloody past.

Rong Wang ignited hope for the future because of Ye Huaiyao, longing for "having a family and a beloved person" in the future, but he was also obsessed because of Ye Huaiyao, and he could never look back.

Behind the current prestige, how much he has paid and how much he is unwilling to do, he will never think of mentioning it, but he has never forgotten it in his heart.

Ye Huaiyao, these three words cannot be let go or kept.

The more you want it, the less likely it is to belong to him.

Rong Huan couldn't help coughing a few times, heart blood welled up and overflowed his lips.

But when the emotional turmoil was difficult to control, two voices suddenly rang in his ears.

—— "Xiao Rong, don't be afraid, no one is playing with you, I will be your friend, and I will never hate you."

——"Everyone in this world has secrets, and I won't hate you."

One today, one yesterday.

Thousands of years have passed, and he is still him, never changing.

What he said to himself, whether intentionally or unintentionally, has been done.

Zhu Xi saw that the demonic energy on Rong Wang's side continued to shrink, and gradually showed signs of decline. He secretly rejoiced, and cut open his palm with a knife, and blood dripped into the soil.

With the help of the power of the magic circle, the pale flames around him barely resisted the Demon Lord for a long time. At this time, with the blessing of fresh blood, it seemed to be infused with life instantly, emitting a dazzling light.

The flame pierced through the devilish energy, and burned towards Rong Huan's body, enveloping his whole body in it.

Zhu Xi sneered and said: "Devil Lord, love is too deep to last, I would like to advise you, if there is an afterlife, don't be infatuated in vain."

He formed a magic seal with his hands, and a white vortex suddenly appeared in front of him, swallowing the magic energy in an endless stream. After a while, a green jade ring flew out, which was the false god that Zhu Xi lost.

Over the years, Zhu Xi has relied heavily on false gods in the process of cultivation, and the habit has formed, so that once he loses such things, he only feels that the cultivation method is hindered every step of the way, and it is difficult to make progress.

What's more, among the fake gods is the soul of Meng Xinze, which is also very important to Zhu Xi.

He raised his hand and used the vortex in front of him to suck the fake god towards him. At the same time, he said with a good mood: "Devil Monarch Beicang, please rest assured and go on the road. In a few days, I will send the fake god to you." Mingsheng sent it to accompany you."

Just when he was triumphant, the situation suddenly changed!

The fake god who was about to fall into Zhu Xi's hands suddenly accelerated, and he only felt a huge force hit his chest, with two clicks, and in the severe pain, his sternum broke immediately.

Zhu Xi still had a look of astonishment on his face, and lay face up on the ground.

Wherever his last line of sight was, the purple mist around Rong Wang's body exploded, breaking through the white flames in an instant, like a purple ocean, swooping towards him!

A vast expanse of purple surged in layers, coating the surrounding flowers, plants and trees with a layer of purple veil, just like a dream.

However, Zhu Xi seemed to have seen the most terrifying scene in the world, his face changed suddenly, and he blurted out: "Why..."

How could he get out of the magic barrier!

This idea just came to mind just now, and the purple mist broke through Zhu Xi's magic circle in an instant.

He only felt a pain in his body, and it was actually kicked by Rong Huan who was surrounded by breakthroughs, and his back hit the big tree behind him heavily.

Rong Huan flashed in front of him, with a trace of blood on his lips, adding to his viciousness.

He lifted Zhu Xi up and said with a sneer, "Who else do you want to touch?"

Zhu Xi: "I..."

Rong Wang didn't allow him to say more, picked up Zhu Xi's head, banged it against the tree trunk several times, and said, "What conspiracy do you have? Who told you about Ye Huaiyao and me?"

Zhu Xi's head was in severe pain, and Venus was popping up in front of his eyes, but he was also an extremely crazy and stubborn person, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and said with a sneer:

"Why ask more questions? What if I tell you that the conspirators behind the scenes are Fasheng, Abbot Huihe, and Master Yixing? A demon who takes the lives of innocent people thinks he is challenging these righteous people." , who will Mingsheng face?"

He was obviously talking nonsense. The people he mentioned were all well-known righteous leaders, and all of them had a good relationship with Ye Huaiyao. .

Without further ado, Rong Wang slammed Zhu Xi hard, with such force that he directly smashed a deep hole in the ground below him.

He broke Zhu Xi's right arm with one foot, and said expressionlessly, "Say it or not?"

Zhu Xi laughed loudly: "Happy, so happy, kill me if you have the ability, dead is a hundred times happier than living!"

In fact, Rong Wang also knew that this kind of beating was no longer enough for the other party to tell the secret, and to deal with someone like Zhu Xi, he could only attack from his weakness.

But he still beat the other party violently, not so much to extract a confession, but more like he was eager to vent the anger in his heart.

The look in his eyes was cold, and he was about to strike again, when he suddenly saw a golden light flying from the side out of the corner of his eyes!

Although Rong Huang was emotionally unstable, he was aware of it immediately, picked up Zhu Xi, and flew back.

The golden light fell into the sky, and the dust that hit the ground flew up.

Rong Wang raised his head, looked at the person coming, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's you?"

On a small hill not far away, a young man in white clothes with a sword stands coldly, with a calm and steady demeanor, his brows seem to be frosted, reflecting the blue sky behind him.

It is the sage of Dharma, Lord Shaoyi.

This place is no longer an illusion. Yan Chen found it all the way, and he was no longer hindered.

He was also a little surprised to see Rong Huang, but he didn't see Ye Huaiyao beside him, so he felt worried.

Yan Chenfei jumped to Rong Wang's side, and asked, "What about him?"

Zhu Xi preoccupied and said: "Instead of asking him, Dharma Sage, it's better to listen to me..."

Zhu Xi's voice stopped abruptly when Rong Hua exerted force on his hand, and he directly broke his neck.

Yan Chen hadn't figured out what the current situation was at all, when he saw Rong Huang raised his hand and killed one person while speaking, his tactics were extremely decisive and ruthless.

Zhu Xi was already in his hands without any warning, even if Yan Chen wanted to stop it, it was too late.

He drew back his brows, vigilant in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Mojun Beicang, what are you doing? Where is Ayao?"

Rong Zhuan said indifferently: "It was the Dharma Sage who came halfway and interrupted my fun of killing people, so I just gave him a good time. As for Mr. Yun Qi, we are separated, I will go find him too, let's break up."

After Rong Wang finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

Just now Zhu Xi was clearly about to say something, but he was directly killed by him, which made Yan Chen suspect that Rong Wang was hiding something.

In addition, Rong Wang did not hesitate to tear Yan Chen away, rushing to fall into the illusion with Ye Huaiyao, and now he is the only one coming out alone, which is even more unreasonable.

Under such circumstances, how could Yan Chen let him leave easily?

He put his sword and scabbard in front of Rong Huang, blocking his way, and said in a deep voice: "Speak clearly."

Rong Huang was already jealous and hated Yan Chen, but now he was emotionally unstable, and being blocked by the other party again and again, his heart was burning, and he said coldly: "Don't push people too much."

While he was speaking, he slapped the top of the scabbard with his palm, shaking the Guxue sword away.

Seeing that Rong Wang didn't hold the sword, Yan Chen didn't take out his long sword. After being pushed away, he slapped it down on Rong Wang's left shoulder, and said at the same time: "Why do you want to silence me when I arrive?"

Rong Huang flexed his fingers and popped it out, the demonic breath around him exploded, suppressing the sword energy, and said impatiently: "I have already said that it has nothing to do with you, Yan Chen, don't meddle in your own business!"

Both of them are masters, but neither of them intends to put the other party to death.

It's just that compared to Yan Chen's orthodox Xuan Gong mentality, Rong Huang has already gone through a battle at this time, and his mind is full of distracting thoughts. Seeing that the opponent's every move and every style comes from the same source as Ye Huaiyao, it is even more disturbing.

He thought to himself: "If I activate the magic energy of my whole body to burst out the meridians at this time, coupled with the power of the fake god, I may not be able to kill him in one fell swoop. After all, there are no other people around right now, so I won't be discovered."

But as soon as this thought came to him, there seemed to be another voice in his heart saying to him: "But Ye Huaiyao will be very sad."

Rong Lun was startled suddenly, as if waking up from a nightmare, and quickly suppressed the evil spirit that was accidentally born, thinking to himself: "Why do I have such thoughts? You must control yourself, and you can't kill people indiscriminately..."

"Ye Huaiyao cares about Yan Chen far more than I do. If something happens to him, then between me, me and him... I'm afraid it's impossible... No! Absolutely not!"

He was too preoccupied, and just after the battle with Zhu Xi, the demon breath in his body was unstable, and his mind was a little unclear at first.

At this moment, Rong Wang even felt that he heard Ye Huaiyao's voice.

"Senior brother, Bei Cang Demon Lord!"

Rong Zhuang suddenly raised his head, and saw a handsome young man walking out from behind the gorgeous peach tree, blowing the blossoming branches.

He simply thought it was a demon again, and he must have misread it, but when Yan Chen called out "Ayao", Rong Wang knew that Ye Huaiyao had really come.

Ye Huaiyao heard Yan Chen calling him, looked in their direction, and saw him and Rong Wang fighting fiercely, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, revealing a rare look of anger.

"Absurd!"

Ye Huaiyao drew his sword and pointed at him, angrily scolded: "It's useless for you to keep saying that you don't want to be my enemy, why are you trying to harm my senior brother while I'm not here?!"

Yan Chen's slight joy at seeing his younger brother turned into astonishment, and he almost immediately realized that something was wrong, but the move in his hand that was attacking Rong Huang could no longer be withdrawn.

Ye Huaiyao's stern reprimand was heard by Rong's deluded ears full of demons, but it was difficult to tell the truth from the fake for a moment, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

At this moment, Yan Chen's scabbard was sweeping across his chest, while Rong Juan was pointing directly at his temple, originally trying to force Yan Chen not to use this move.

As a result, Ye Huaiyao yelled at him, his hands trembled slightly, and he actually withdrew his move when the two sides were fighting because the opponent "forbids him to fight back".

In a duel between masters, the slightest difference is the risk of life, Yan Chen had no time to stop, and the scabbard hit Rong Wang's chest without any hindrance.

Seeing that the crisis was imminent, at the critical moment, suddenly a long sword was inserted obliquely between the two of them, and with a "Zheng" sound, Guxue sword was blocked.

When the two swords intersected, there was a buzzing sound at the same time, and the brilliance exploded in an instant, and then the force disappeared automatically.

It is Fuhong who comes from the same source as Guxue—the sword that belongs to Ming Sheng.

Ye Huaiyao supported Yan Chen's attack with one hand, and at the same time supported Rong Wang with the other hand.

He didn't even have time to say hello to Yan Chen, and immediately penetrated his spiritual breath into Rong Huang's meridians to help him regain his vitality, and at the same time he asked in surprise, "What are you two doing? Rong Huang, are you injured?"

There was an identical Ye Huaiyao here again!

The one just now was indeed fake!

The author has something to say: Note:

1 "The bright moon does not understand the bitterness of parting, hatred, and the slanting light reaches the dawn to wear Zhuhu" - Yan Shu's "Butterfly Love Flower"

2 "The heights are too cold" - Su Shi's "Water Melody Getou"

3 There is also the title "Sorrow Brews Love", which comes from Nalan Xingde's "Partridge Sky".

——"The book is solemn, the hatred is clear, and the sky will make melancholy sentimental. Get up and seal the title with your hands, and the word "Mandarin Duck" is on the ice."

It is very suitable for today's hard-working Wang Zai.

But in fact, the two sentences that Yaoyao asked Mingyue were also asking himself, which already showed some wavering in his heart.

So at the end, Zhen Yaoyao arrived in time and blocked the elder brother's sword.

Based on the comprehensive score, the person with the highest depressed value today still failed to avenge the senior brother who "carried the cat".