Men's Match Turnover Plan [Quick Transmigration]

The overwhelming blood whirlwind raged together, looking from a distance, it seemed that the sky was dyed red with blood, it was extremely frightening!

When Qing Zun came here following the direction pointed by everyone, what he saw was this scene that seemed to be doomsday, but he didn't immediately rush over to kill the blood demon filled with righteous indignation.

If someone is here, they will find that the Qingzun in front of them is so strange.

The gentle smile that was always on the corner of his lips disappeared, and turned into a strange arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and his gentle eyes like water also turned into a pool of black pools, with unknown cold white rays of light jumping inside, exuding a radiant glow all over his body. An unpredictable temperament.

He looked up at the sky, and suddenly said without thinking, "The show has begun!" A very light exclamation, but somehow made people shudder.

After saying that sentence, Qing Zun casually walked towards the blood mist, strolling in the courtyard, as if he was just visiting his back home.

When he passed a certain place, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, and he tilted his head slightly, his expression became more complicated than ever before.

As far as the eye can see, the huge skeleton is melting into Lu Shan bit by bit, and Lu Shan's eyebrows are twisted into a ball, seeming happy or sad, crying or laughing.

Qingzun walked over and looked at Lu Shan steadfastly, his black eyes were like mist, and he couldn't get a glimpse of his thoughts at all. He moved his lips, as if thousands of words were stuck in his throat.

In the end, he just uttered a word without sadness or joy, "Hao."

As soon as he heard this word, Lu Shan jumped up to Qingzun like a conditioned reflex. He carefully grabbed the hem of Qingzun's clothes, and then looked up, his golden pupils were full of attachment and heat.

As if being scorched by this gaze, Qingzun's eyes glowed softly, but soon disappeared in the black pool, as if he had never appeared before.

He was silent for a moment, then said coldly, "Don't let me down again."

Lu Shan nodded ignorantly, and raised one brow suspiciously, clearly not fully awake yet.

Seeing the other party's trusting appearance, Qing Zun unconsciously stretched out his hand, but finally paused between the hairs, and withdrew his hand in a little embarrassment after a long while, "Remember, you haven't seen me today."

After leaving a cold sentence, he fled in despair.

And Lu Shan was still sitting there in a daze, as if he didn't understand what happened.

After confirming that he was far enough away, Qing Zun exhaled lightly, and adjusted his expression again, but after a while, he turned into that man who made people feel like spring breeze again.

Gradually, people began to gather behind him, with one of the three leading the way, the crowd naturally rushed forward without fear, wanting to witness the top-level battle between Qing Zun and the Blood Demon.

This fighting style helps them broaden their horizons and is of great benefit to their future cultivation.

Qingzun didn't stop or support, but always had a soft smile on his face, and he didn't even look at those people.

Everyone didn't feel insulted at all, but became more respectful, worthy of being one of the three, and it was really unpredictable.

With such a mobilization, the two people in the middle of the blood whirlwind would naturally not be unaware.

"Too bad, I heard on the way that Qingzun is coming to get rid of the Gorefiend. Judging by his posture, I'm afraid he will be here in less than two hours." Shang Yanying raised his brows, and his tone was unconsciously a little anxious, "Master How long will it take you, my lord?"

"It will take another five hours." Yan Zun looked at him quietly, his eyes were deep, his thin lips moved slightly, and finally he only said lightly: "You go first, I have my own way to deal with it."

Shang Yan had a panoramic view of the opponent's small movements. Since he firmly denied being bullied, the two have been relatively silent. Halfway through, Yanzun seemed to have been hesitant to speak. Peeped out some clues.

Is such a master really the same person as the one who just lost his mind and wanted to possess him?

Shang Yan's ears were slightly burning, and he quickly turned his attention to ask: "If you have any questions, you can ask directly. I will not leave. I said before that I treat you like a father. How can there be any reason to run away?"

Yan Zun choked, and said in silence for a moment: "You don't ask me about the blood demon? Maybe I really hurt a lot of people?"

"You won't!" Shang Yan's tone was extremely firm.

Yan Zun raised his brows in doubt, and there seemed to be flames jumping in his eyes, "Why are you so sure?"

"You taught me to trust my own judgment at all times, and my judgment is..." Shang Yan's tone was taken for granted, and he spit out three words very smoothly, "Believe in you."

Lianyan flew out, danced in front of Shang Yan, and even circled around him, her ecstasy was beyond words.

Shang Yan was stunned forcibly, Hong Ling was too enthusiastic, he finally stuck out his head, struggling to look at Yan Zun, "Master, what's going on?"

Yan Zun's cheeks were slightly red, and there seemed to be an unrestrained smile on his lips, and he said solemnly: "I don't know, you ask it."

"...It can't talk." Shang Yan was extremely astonished. If the other party's expression was not too serious, he almost thought that Yan Zun was teasing him.

Yan Zun was expressionless, "Then there is no other way." Compared with the cold tone in the past, his tone seemed a little warmer.

Shang Yan: "..."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after Yan Zun said those few words, Lianyan seemed to be even more delighted, and there was a wicked taste in this joy.

Shang Yan's eyes flickered, his brows were raised high, and he seemed to ask inadvertently: "When you were unconscious, I saw Lianyan flying out from between your brows, and it looked like it was a part of you."

Yan Zun was startled, then lowered his eyes suddenly, he didn't know what he was thinking, after a long time, he murmured: "So that's how it is! That's how it is!"

"What's going on here?" Shang Yan looked thirsty for knowledge, "Liangyan is cute, it would be great if my disciple could have such a natal spiritual weapon."

A smile flashed across Yan Zun's eyes.

Shang Yan's eyes darkened, and he pretended to be disappointed and said: "I know that my strength is low, and I don't expect to be able to catch up with Lianyan, as long as I can have half of it. Master thinks, can I have this opportunity?"

Yan Zun's eyes became meaningful, "Then you have to ask the sky." The tone was a bit teasing.

Shang Yan's eyes moved slightly, was this testing his attitude towards the sky?

"But..." He looked at the other party, and said very sincerely: "I don't believe in heaven, I only believe in you."

"Do you really believe me?" Yan Zun's eyes pierced through like electricity. In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of Shang Yan. Before he could move, the other party backed away in panic, and the corners of his lips curled into a straight line, affirming: "You are afraid of me."

"No!" Shang Yan smiled calmly, but all the muscles in his body tensed up, "You are a master, of course I am in awe of you, it's not fear."

Yan Zun's gaze paused on his nervously clenched fist, and he didn't try to reveal it, but he said as gently as possible: "In the future, if you have any questions, you can ask them directly, and you don't have to be cautious."

"The disciple knows." Shang Yan was quite embarrassed when Xiaosi was exposed.

Yan Zun glanced at him, stepped back into the distance, and said slowly: "Everything in this world can become a natal spiritual weapon, which naturally includes your own body or a part of your body. Refined from a certain part of the body."

Shang Yan was terrified, "If someone thinks their arm can be used as a spiritual weapon, wouldn't they need to cut it off?"

"nature."

"Then what if you don't have an arm?"

"Don't worry about this problem. After refining, as long as you want, the spirit weapon can stay in the original body part, and it will only be separated when facing the enemy."

"I understand."

Yan Zun paused, and asked, "You haven't found the natal artifact yet?"

"I have found the direction, but I haven't found the material yet." The people in the distance were getting closer and closer, Shang Yan's eyes flickered, he hesitated for a moment and asked: "I may have a way to deal with those people, what do you think?"

Yan Zun frowned almost invisible, "Do whatever you want."

Why are you so afraid of him?He is used to looking for reasons from himself. It seems that after he was forced to accept apprentices, he just fulfilled his obligations indifferently. Now, thinking of the righteous actions of the young man just now, after all, he is a little more sincere.

Perhaps, he should care more about the teenager and be more gentle.

Shang Yan's method is actually very simple, that is, to set up an illusion in a radius of a hundred miles, as long as someone steps into it, the things he is most obsessed with will appear in front of his eyes, and he will fall into a nightmare unconsciously, and naturally he will have no time to deal with the master.

It's just that to use this method, you need a magic weapon as the support of the formation. He glanced at Yan Zun, but still didn't speak.

There is too much favor, what should Yan Zun do if he asks him to agree with him?

He rummaged through the storage ring, and the only thing with any spirituality was that maple branch?

Shang Yan had a terrible headache, and he had no choice but to hold the maple branch, "It's up to you, go."

As soon as the words fell, the maple branch floated in the air, and the light blue light with a blush quickly radiated for hundreds of miles around, extremely dazzling!

At this moment, Shang Yan suddenly had a wonderful feeling, as if he and that maple branch had shared a mutual feeling, and this feeling was gradually deepening.

Yan Zun's expression changed slightly, "Have you ever used it?"

"No!" Shang Yan looked at the other party's expression and suddenly felt bad, "I just often hug it to sleep, maybe it has..."

"That's right, it has recognized you as its owner, and it has become your natal spiritual weapon." A few strands of hair suddenly brushed in front of Yan Zun's eyes, adding a bit of gloom.

"Is there a turning point?" Shang Yan collapsed, his face was faintly blue, this little broken branch didn't fit his fantasy of natal spiritual weapon at all.

Yan Zun's face was also dark, and he said solemnly: "No, you take good care of it."

This is the first time that Shang Yan saw such overflowing emotions on Yan Zun's face, he asked in a strange way: "Is this maple branch very important to you?"

"Yeah." Yan Zun didn't remember where this maple branch came from, he only vaguely remembered, "It was left to me by a very important old friend."

okay!You don't need to ask to know who the old man is, Shang Yan's eyes dimmed, and his heart suddenly felt a little depressed.

He complained in a low voice, "This old man is too petty to do things, so he used a branch to perfuse you, and this branch is crooked."

Sure enough, the more I looked at it, the more disgusted I became, "When I have the ability, I will definitely find someone who is ten times better than this to honor you."

Yan Zun glanced at him in surprise, his eyebrows moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "But this maple branch seems to be quite useful, those people have been blocked by this phantom formation."

Shang Yan closed his eyes and felt for a while, really, even Qingzun was trapped, he was surprised at once, but he reacted very quickly.

"This maple branch is just a medium, the most important thing is the person who gives it strength, otherwise it is still a branch."

It's almost like saying that it has nothing to do with Fengzhi, it's all due to me.

"Pfft..." Yan Zun finally couldn't bear it any longer, and chuckled, the laughter swayed in the air a few times, and then swayed into Shang Yan's heart.

Lianyan seemed to be touched by her master, she flew over and wrapped around the maple branch very tightly.

At the moment when the spiritual weapons were entangled, the two trembled slightly at the same time, and their expressions became strange.

Almost at this moment, Shang Yan remembered the feeling of Yan Zun hugging him tightly and kissing him, it was exactly the same as at this moment, his blood boiled instantly, he felt the same with the spiritual weapon, wouldn't it be the master?

"Let them go!" Yan Zun quickly returned to normal, his eyes swept over the corner of the other's injured lips, and in order to express his kindness, he said softly, "Come here, I will give you the medicine."

"No, no need!" Shang Yan was terrified, his eyes were as if he had seen a ghost, and he forced a smile and said, "Why bother you with such a trivial matter? I can do it myself."

A bottle of medicine suddenly appeared in Yan Zun's hand. He walked up to Shang Yan and said indifferently: "Don't you treat me like a father? It is reasonable for a father to give medicine to his son."

In the blink of an eye, Shang Yan clearly saw a trace of narrowness in the other party's eyes, Master, it seems a little different from usual?

In the past, Yan Zun also treated him well, but that was more like a cold courtesy, but now, it seems that he will gradually reveal some true emotions in front of him.

It was as if a corner of the origin stone's whitish skin had been peeled off, revealing the brilliance inside.

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