I'm afraid of myself

He Jinyang stopped walking as he said, and turned around, with a smile that was not a smile, and his eyes were deep and cold, which forced Leng Baijun to stop breathing, and subconsciously avoided his sight.

"Ignore the rules of the Immortal Jue Conference, and love to kill, don't you have anything else to say?"

Under the feet are the bones of the dead. Although there is no insulting trampling, the scene of blood flowing into a river on the white jade platform has already made the viewers feel uncomfortable.

Leng Baijun said this is not without problems, because there are no rules in the Xianjue Conference itself, the so-called killing on the 36 white jade platforms is just a rule given to it by later generations. It really started from the day when the Xianjue Conference existed. Killing is disorderly.

In recent years, the Xianjue Conference was taken over by Zhengdao to get rid of the embarrassment of countless people gathering together thousands of years ago to determine "immortals" like refining Gu.Now that Mr. Leng Bai speaks, as long as people who have experienced the last thousand years do not refute, monks who don't know what happened back then will only think that what he said is right.

Moreover, those who can come to the Xianjue Conference, excluding the group of demons, the righteous ones account for almost one-third of the number, so there is no reason not to support your own family, right?

That's why the people of the righteous way had their eyes burning, and they wanted to see what kind of explanation this person could give Elder Leng.

But the expression of the person they noticed remained the same, he still had that cold and arrogant look that no one took seriously, no matter how self-cultivated he looked, he looked suffocated.

The noisy voices in the arena were endless, and it seemed that He Jinyang could become the target of public criticism if he was not careful, but is He Jinyang a mortal?

No matter how he looked at him, he looked very indifferent, and his indifference did not seem to be a ruthless face to give an explanation.

In fact, he was talking with the system at this time. Since he had a little understanding of the current situation of the "Cultivation of Immortals", He Jinyang did not wonder why cultivators were so interested in being brave and ruthless.

Isn't cultivating immortality and becoming a demon the annihilation of human kindness and indulgence of emotions and desires?

If it weren't for the fact that the space in the Demon Realm was blocked due to the relative disappearance of the Immortal Realm, I am afraid that all the self-cultivation realms who don't know how to cultivate demons will be interested in the power of the Demon Realm, and then collectively ascend to become one of the countless small thousand worlds in the lower three realms of the Demon Realm .

[System: The one in front of you is an orthodox immortal cultivator. 】

He Jinyang's thoughts inevitably paused, and he replied from the bottom of his heart: "Really?"

[System: Although there are very few, there are still orthodox immortal cultivators in this world, but compared to the number of cultivators who go astray, they are extremely rare. 】

He Jinyang was silent for a moment, and pointed at the upright Lord Leng Bai with Jie Zhan with a scabbard on, his contemptuous tone matched with that cold and arrogant expression, his words and deeds were arrogant without words.

"What's with you?"

He repeated what he said before, but this time it was closer to provocation than the last time's indifference.

This is great, those who expect what kind of answer he will give don't expect this person to be a good-tempered person at all.At the same time, the disciples of the Jiansheng Sect began to consciously avoid Leng Baijun's vicinity, so as to avoid being hurt by the angry elder, because the elder never considered the surroundings when fighting!

Those who saw Elder Leng twitched his brows subconsciously avoided his possible outburst of anger. The already densely populated viewing platform actually gave up an open space for this purpose. Needless to say, the center of the open space must be the fiery Lord Leng Bai.

[System: ... What are you doing? 】

He Jinyang passed on his ideas through unknown channels.

"have a test."

[System: Do you think you can get the answer by fighting?you do not trust me? 】

Finding that the system quickly reacted, He Jinyang said regretfully: "It's not that I don't believe you, but I want to judge the difference between a person who cultivates immortals and a person who cultivates demons."

Hearing what he said, the system was silent for a while, and then suddenly spoke dryly.

[System: If you want to take them in for help, you don't actually need to look for them, they will gather by themselves. 】

He Jinyang paused: "What do you mean?"

[System: Do you know what it means to be in this world?After disappearing in the fairy world, the purest fairy energy in the whole world is on you. Just as the magic energy attracts the magic energy, and birds of a feather flock together, the fairy energy on your body will also attract people who also possess the same fairy energy. 】

He Jinyang: "So?"

[System: So maybe this Mr. Leng Bai is trying to attract your attention, because you are very special in the eyes of the other party. 】

He Jinyang: "..."

For some reason, he actually felt that he could hear the resoluteness in the dry tone of the system.

The above conversations are all completed in the brain, and the outside world is just a blink of an eye, which is also convenient for myself and the system to communicate with each other, but is what the system said true or false?

He didn't think he was suspicious, but He Jinyang, who had to be more defensive when crossing suddenly, still didn't give up the idea of ​​flirting with Mr. Leng Bai.

Leng Baijun is not a dead person who is provoked like this. He is cold outside and hot inside. He looks like an iceberg on the outside, but in fact there is a lake of fire hidden inside. It is uncertain when the anger will come out, and those who provoke him will be burned. into ashes.

Mr. Leng Bai smiled coldly, without any negative emotions such as sarcasm. It was just a cold word, but it caused several disciples of the same sect to retreat nervously. Some people had already gone to find other elders sitting in the back of the town to stop the furious elder.

There are countless years of cultivation, Mr. Leng Bai thinks that these years are enough for him not to get angry and kill easily, but he doesn't know where the monster in front of him came from, and he can easily stir up the anger in his heart.

Well, if you want to fight, then fight!

"what."

With a light snort, and one step forward, Mr. Leng Bai appeared out of nowhere not far in front of He Jinyang, and the bursting aura belonging to the fire spirit root came out, making even the surrounding air become restless.

The moment he stepped on the stage, the blood of the fallen corpse evaporated, and the white bones turned into ashes. When the wind blew, the Baiyutai was clean.

As for the two immortals standing there, they looked at each other, exactly the same coldly, but it gave people an unusual sense of sharpness.

On the left side is plain clothes with crane patterns, long hair combed squarely on the top of the hair, behind the ancient Luo sword staidly hidden in the sword box, a pair of cold eyes like snow tracing are clear to the bottom, rippling with far more than the world imagined The pure water still has a clean charm, but his brows are wrinkled, destroying this purity, and there is a trace of anger in his eyes, which is as fierce as a volcanic flame bursting out at the beginning, hot and frightening, but also brilliant golden.

He Jinyang, who also witnessed the change in Leng Baijun's expression, didn't change his expression. He secretly felt that people in the cultivation world were really good-looking. All the handsome men and beautiful women had strange shapes. If he looked ordinary, he would really have no sense of existence.

Little did he know that when he was thinking like this, some people looked at him in a daze.

It's also cold, He Jinyang's coldness lies in his arrogance, his coldness lies in his nobility, the purity in his expression is like a god descending into the world.One sword, one person, can clear away evil spirits in the world.If it wasn't for his special taste, otherwise, the first thought of a monk of the sorcerer's path when he saw him was definitely to tear apart the skin and bones, and he couldn't have any good feelings for him.

One good and one evil, one immortal and one demon.

Opposite since ancient times, never meet.

He Jinyang, who is quite attractive in the eyes of immortal cultivators, probably also attracts a lot of attention in the eyes of demon cultivators.

It's just that this idea will always interpret different meanings according to different personalities.

Let's not talk about this for now, let's talk about what He Jinyang looks like in the eyes of these monks.

When Shenfeng Xianzun possessed his body, even the clothes and weapons were materialized at the same time, so He Jinyang is now wearing the usual clothes of Shenfeng Xianzun.But don't think it's a bargain just because it's used to. Facts have proved that those who can become one of the Immortal Venerables have a wealth that is frighteningly rich.

The white clothes, the fine and dense gold threads at the corners are the divine patterns that can only be used by the ancient gods in legend, and the material is crystal bead silk that can carry the power of the divine patterns.

Crystal beads have been spun out for thousands of years. The silk is as smooth and transparent as crystal before clothing is made, but it is cut and made with special techniques, that is, it is a fairy weapon. It is absolutely no problem to walk sideways in the cultivation world with it, and the defense is not a joke.

And this piece of clothing is not the scariest thing. The headdress that binds the hair is a ring carved from the bones of an unknown animal. Its shape is transparent with a hint of milky white. The bead silk headband is clean and tidy as a whole, but... what kind of bone is it? !

Put your fingers on the surface of the hair ornament and you can feel the strong bursting energy. It seems that as long as you break free from the upper formation, the energy in the bones can be destroyed in an instant.

Except for a slash, the value of many things brought to him by the possession of the Divine Wind Immortal Venerable was immeasurably high. It is conceivable that He Jinyang felt that with this outfit alone, he would have no problem learning to be a crab in the world of cultivating immortals.

But it is undeniable that the brilliance and introverted fairy weapon make him look like a mortal warrior. If it weren't for that extraordinary aura that could cut everything in the world with a sword at any time, he would be another strange person who entered the Tao with martial arts.

His spirit is as calm as an abyss, his spirit is as vast as the sea, and his spirit is as cold as a gust of wind.

The Divine Wind Immortal Venerable has completely changed He Jinyang's mortal bones, making him a monk who has practiced for hundreds of years not to fall behind in the face of many movements.

Jie Zhan was trembling in the sheath, Gu Luo sword was waiting steadily for the moment to come out of the box.

Both of them are standing still, the difference is that each other's momentum is rising steadily.

One left and one right, the aura rolled up on the flat ground was as violent as a hurricane and a sea of ​​fire, which made people's breathing stagnate, and they didn't dare to blink their eyes in such a tense confrontation.

He Jinyang looked at Leng Baijun, and Leng Baijun looked at He Jinyang.

Flame patterns, a pair of snowy eyes under the light blue crystal suddenly flashed a movement, and in an instant, the sea of ​​swords was profound, and Gu Luojian instantly transformed into billions, so that with him as the foundation, he became a sea of ​​swords.

"That's right." Faced with such an overshadowing posture, He Jinyang nodded slightly, and actually commented on the elders of the Jiansheng sect as a senior. He was so arrogant that those who were not from the Jiansheng sect frowned, thinking that this person Really conceited.

Leng Baijun snorted coldly, "Let me see your strength!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sky and the sea of ​​swords rushed to suppress it, as if dark clouds were rolling in, and it was like a strong wind causing the sky and the earth to change color.

According to common sense, even if He Jinyang stays put, his body is far superior to the Yuexi clothes, and the bones and withered cloth umbrellas and other defensive magic weapons can help him block the seemingly powerful but mostly tentative attacks from the opposite side. But since he made the provocation first, he couldn't lose his courage.

All men have lofty thoughts, no matter who comes to the world where manpower can turn mountains and seas, they will be eager to try to change the world with their own power.

He Jinyang never said that it was because of this thought in his heart that he never strictly rejected the binding of the system. Knowing the current affairs is one aspect, but on the other hand, how can this power not be fascinating?

Gathering his five fingers together, the fighting spirit in his heart triggered Jie Zhan, which also devoured the battle, and it buzzed in his ears like the sword before, but this time He Jinyang told it.

"Keep your hands, I don't want him to die yet."

An impersonal sentence can be understood by Jie Zhan.

Accompanied by Jie Zhan's dissatisfied cry, He Jinyang had already swung his sword down, and the sword's cry instantly changed from emotional to clear and high-spirited.

battle battle! ! !

kill kill kill! ! !

Let's go crazy!

All the people in the audience were excited uncontrollably. This feeling was so sudden that they couldn't help but focus, focus, and focus again.

The itch in the chest, this unbearable urge to play...

No matter how wary people are, they seem to have found their own reason to fight at this moment, and no matter how evil they are, they will think of their original purpose of killing people.

One hand was clenched unconsciously, and the owner of the hand stared at the sword that was swung out...

People like him are now everywhere, and their eyes are stung by the brilliance of that sword light.