Cultivation world is responsible for the appearance [Transmigration Book]

How ridiculous!

The same piece of thunder, the same Fang Xiangyun.

The two people who crossed the catastrophe side by side were——

Flying fairy alone,

One person fell into the devil!

The golden thunder turned into a faint golden brilliance under the swords of the two, and dissipated under the sky.

The ceremony of conceiving a baby is complete.

Luo Junqing and An Jinghe both landed on the ground, An Jinghe flew back a few steps, holding his sword in front of him.

In the dantian, the ice-white Nascent Soul slowly turned, and the seven-leaf lotus on An Jing and her arms had been gently gathered from the almost invisible peach pink, and then bloomed again, forming a bright blood-colored red flower. lotus.

The seven-leaved lotus could not hide the demonic energy of the Nascent Soul Stage Demon Race.

An Jinghe had just advanced into Nascent Soul, and the demonic energy that had been suppressed for decades suddenly dissipated, and he couldn't hide it at all.

This day has finally come. An Jinghe clenched the sword in his hand. He had expected such a day to come, but he didn't expect it to come so fast. He was actually in this secret realm. Now that Luo Junqing has successfully advanced, It is estimated that it will not be long before the land of mood will dissipate, and it will be confronted with people outside...

There are so many juniors and juniors, and outside of the secret realm, there are also Senior Uncle Yan Li, and elders from other sects...

And I am full of devilish energy, it seems that this fierce battle is unavoidable...

"Brother, so, you are a demon." Luo Junqing looked at An Jing and took a few steps back, but did not step forward, unable to tell whether it was sadness or joy in his eyes.

"So what?" An Jinghe raised his eyebrows and smiled. He who had completely recovered into the blood of the demon clan, his body was originally elegant and pure, and his immortal temperament seemed to be swept away. The bright colors escaped from the bones, coupled with the smashing of the golden elixir, the forced promotion of the Nascent Soul, and the washing of the scriptures and cutting the marrow, it was almost equivalent to reshaping the body and improving the appearance and appearance.

Just standing in the same place is enough to dazzle the common people and turn their appearance upside down.

Suddenly, there was a slight earthquake, and the surrounding moonlight and mountains looked like a stone thrown into the floating light and stillness, and the light and shadow suddenly shattered, like ice and snow all over the sky, gradually turning into powder.

The two stood still.

"Brother... big brother, you guys..." Jiang Yuwan looked at the two people who were about to draw swords, his eyes wandering between Luo Junqing and An Jinghe, and finally opened his mouth to break the silence.

The atmosphere between Senior Brother and Senior Brother Luo is so strange...

Moreover, the elder brother seems to be different somewhere... Is it her illusion, why did she actually sense... the devil energy from the elder brother?

Could it be that he met the demon clan in that golden vortex, and the two sides had fought each other, so the elder brother was infected with the demonic energy?Jiang Yuwan thought a lot, and had already made excuses for An Jinghe in her heart.

"Senior Brother An," Ye Fuer giggled after a shock, and briskly walked to An Jinghe's side, "I really didn't expect that Senior Brother An and I were 'fellow people', hehehe. "

Cheng Yue got up and stood behind Murong Jin, "Is this also what Ming Tai prophesied?"

Murong Jin frowned, the gilt cloud tied around his wrist was hot and trembling slightly, but he seemed unconscious and ignored Chengyue's question.

Where is the problem...

The son of the fantasy world, the soul of another world...

Where did it go wrong...

How could it be a demon...

Was it all wrong from the start?But how can Qianqiujuan and Liuyun explain...

Qi Yan waited for 80 years... that person's junior, how could she admit to being wrong...

"Ah, you've come out," a flash of golden light flashed, and the golden little god tree ran to An Jinghe's side briskly carrying the roots, as if he didn't notice anything, "You have all advanced, it seems The task has been completed smoothly, then we can go out~"

Without giving other people a chance to react, the little divine tree jumped onto An Jing and his shoulders, the golden light dissipated, and the world was smudged with rich light gold.

Everyone felt the sky whirling and the ground shaking, and then realized that they were in an open area at the foot of the mountain.

There were a few people standing sparsely on the green grass, all in a state of distress, covered in bloodstains, sitting cross-legged to heal their injuries.

The leading elders of various sects gathered in one place with serious expressions, as if they were discussing something.

As soon as An Jing and the others appeared, they attracted all eyes.

Yan Li breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that most of the disciples of Han Guangzong had returned safely, and was about to praise An Jinghe for a few words, but was shocked by what he saw in the next moment.

"Jinghe, you..." Yan Li frowned.

"Demon energy!" Fairy Fuyu, who was led by the Lanyan faction, drew out her long sword and looked at An Jinghe with piercing eyes.

"He's a demon!" Somebody yelled, An Jing laughed lightly, and didn't refute. Before the man finished speaking, the juniors and sisters who had just gathered around him and were rescued by him all fled away in a few steps. In a blink of an eye, only Luo Junqing, Jiang Yuwan, Murong Jin, Cheng Yue, and Ye Fuer were left standing beside An Jinghe.

Jiang Yuwan looked at An Jinghe in disbelief, but didn't move an inch.

"Bold devil, how dare you impersonate me as an orthodox monk!" the elder of the Dantong faction sternly reprimanded.

Yan Li didn't speak. An Jinghe started from childhood, and he was watched by the elders of Yan's generation. He knew very well that this was the great disciple of Han Guangzong——An Jinghe. It's him!

After all, this day is coming, since it happened now, there is no way, An Jing smiled sarcastically, and the little god tree that had been hidden in his body since he came out suddenly appeared, and the light scattered.

"Golden sacred tree! This is... a legendary ancient god!" Someone exclaimed, and all the monks and elders in the entire Qingcheng Mountain couldn't stand it anymore.

An Jinghe looked around, he took out the sacred tree just to provoke this fight, and he may not be blessed to accept it, most of these monks are greedy and hypocritical, not much nobler than demons, when they see the treasure, they all have evil thoughts, then Why should he care whether it is a god or a demon?

"Monster, hand over the sacred tree, and I might spare your life!" Fairy Fuyu caressed the sword, with a smile on her face, but her eyes were like poisoned ice needles.

The wind in the wilderness blew past, lifted the corner of the white robe, An Jinghe gently caressed the branches of the sacred tree, raised the corners of his lips, his phoenix eyes were full of drama, "If you want it, come and get it."

An Jing and Yin Xue didn't get out of their sheaths, held the scabbards in their hands, swept around, and pushed Jiang Yuguan Chengyue and others who were caught off guard to Yan Li, Luo Junqing dodged to avoid it.

Jiang Yuwan exclaimed, wanting to rush forward again.

"Stop! Yu Wan, get behind me." Yan Li finally spoke.

"Uncle, how could Elder Brother be a demon? Impossible!" Jiang Yuwan explained in a panic.

"Get behind me." Yan Li's voice was calm, and Jiang Yuwan could only stand behind Yan Li discouragedly, looking at An Jinghe worriedly.

"An Jinghe is a disciple of my Lan Guangzong. Now that he has fallen into the devil way, he should be dealt with by my Lan Guangzong. It makes all fellow Taoists laugh."

Yan Li's words were originally intended to help An Jing and relieve the siege, bring them to Han Guangzong, and close the door to deal with it by herself.

But this group of monks who are already red-eyed after seeing the treasure, don't care, Elder Li of Haomiaozong stared at the sacred tree, gritted his teeth and said, "Daoist Yan, needless to say, An Jinghe is already a monster of the demon clan. , is my duty as an orthodox monk!"

Before the words were finished, one after another brilliant light fell on the open space. With An Jinghe at the center, there were more and more people around, standing with swords in their hands, and the atmosphere was tense.

"Oh, the so-called righteous way is nothing more than that, I should be glad that it's too early to escape." An Jinghe's face was calm, and he slowly smiled at the surroundings, extremely evil, "Come on, come on... Let's go together... "

"An Jinghe! As the head disciple of the Zhanguang Sect, you have said such outrageous words. This old man will do justice for the heavens today!" An old man sneered and scolded.

"I'm really sorry, but you're wrong. I, Xuanyue, belong to the blood of the demon royal family. How can I have anything to do with Zhan Guangzong!" The air was like a waterfall, surging wildly, "If you want the gilded sacred tree, come here!"

"Okay! Since you are obsessed with obsession! We will clean up the sect on behalf of Han Guangzong! Daoist Yan, you can see that this monster is obsessed with no regrets, and we have to do justice for the sky!"

In an instant, all the elders and disciples mobilized together, sword lights danced wildly, air waves exploded, sword arrays emerged one after another, spiritual power and devil energy intertwined and lingered, flowing in the entire valley, sword energy flew, and the world was in chaos.

An Jing and Yun Danfeng lightly drew their swords and attacked. The cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Stage should not be underestimated. An Jing and he practiced a peerless skill, which was so powerful and shocking. An Jing and looked sideways at the past , several familiar people held swords around him, their pale faces were full of fear and disbelief, some even took half a step back in fright from his actions.

An Jinghe stood on the spot, the Xueyin sword in his hand was stained with blood and whispered, his eyes were full of irony, and he smiled softly in his heart——

This is the human heart, one moment you can be grateful for the grace of saving your life, but the next moment you can turn against each other for the treasure...

"Haha... There's such excitement, if I don't come to join in, how can it be fun..." Xie Si's lazy voice came from far to near, with a sense of oppression that shook the soul.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost!" Fairy Fuyu swung her long sword across her chest.

The voice ignored Fairy Fuyu, just smiled and shouted, "Brother, I'm here to pick you up."

It's him!

An Jinghe and Luo Junqing were shocked, An Jinghe was a little surprised, what was he doing here, but Luo Junqing's eyes were dark.

A bloody red light pierced the void, people's shadows criss-crossed, and silver light and bloody light scattered in all directions, shuttling among the monks. From time to time, some people flew out with bloodstains and fell dozens of feet away, seeing that they could not survive.

The bloody light was so powerful that suddenly, the humming sound of swords colliding between the monks, bursting with air waves and screaming, made people feel palpitations.

"Bold monster! Dare to make a mistake!" Seeing the momentary chaos, the short Taoist man's expression became furious. He took a step forward, formed a few magic seals with his hands, and muttered something, and suddenly, a silver-gray delicate and small formation appeared. Flying out from between the eyebrows of the old Taoist, it flew straight to An Jinghe, the formation swelled up a huge wave of spiritual power, landed on top of An Jinghe, and then crashed to the ground, blocking the surrounding monks, including Luo Junqing.

The silver-gray magic circle suddenly grew larger, becoming two inner and outer circles, spinning rapidly on the ground, densely packed runes looming, and silver transparent beams of light shot up from the outer circle, staggered and condensed, "咻咻咻!" Tens of thousands The long swords scattered and converged, winding down like silver dragons galloping towards An Jing and Fa Ding.

There was anxiety in Luo Junqing's eyes, Xuan Xi sword came out in response to the sound, and was about to fly over to rescue him, but saw——

There was a black flag in the air, and the copper bell on the corner of the flag rang softly, carrying a ghostly aura, as if it came from the sky above the clouds, and headed straight for the silver-gray magic circle.