You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

In the stormy sky, huge clouds and mountains covered the night sky. There were no stars or moons, and the sky and the earth were dark. Purple lightning occasionally flashed from the clouds in the distant sky, followed by rumbling vibrations.

Xiyu and Fengzixuan, one blue and one red, faintly flicker in the huge black cloud mountain.

Feng Zixuan belongs to Fire, Sanyuanying is cultivated, and Xiyu belongs to Ice. The rare water spirit root and mutant spirit root in the world.

The combination of the two represents the highest combat effectiveness in the cultivation world.

However, it couldn't resist the evil spirit power that crushed everything after the evil thought left the body.

The evil thought was eager to find the body, it was hidden in the black clouds like a giant black snake, occasionally showing lantern-sized eyes, it looked very scary.

The sharp beak suddenly opened, revealing four rows of fangs, and the dead air escaped from the throat, destroying everything it touched.

The huge snake body was swinging regularly from side to side, and the evil thoughts stared at the two of them for a moment, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

"Its target is me," Feng Zixuan said to Xiyu, "I will draw him away, and you attack its eyes."

"Okay." Excited, Xiyu stared at the giant snake, a thorn of ice melted in her hand, waiting for Feng Zixuan to attack.

Feng Zixuan's heart was pounding. To be honest, he was not sure that he would be able to retreat completely, but he had to fight, because he still had someone to protect and a place to defend.

Feng Zixuan let out a long roar, and raised his two fingers together until reaching the giant snake. Several flames condensed into arrow shapes, like a siege rocket array, and shot towards the huge enemy. The bright rockets illuminated the darkness, like meteors rushing Rain pierces the night sky.

The giant snake slowly swayed its body. The next moment, a terrifying nine-headed phantom appeared in the air. It was an evil thought moving faster than the naked eye could detect. Countless black phantoms formed in front of it, each of which was shaped like its own body. , snake body, sharp beak, and sharp teeth. When Feng Zixuan's rockets struck, every firelight happened to meet a black snake.

The people underground didn't know what happened, they just cheered happily when Feng Zixuan released the spectacular spell. At the next moment, the rockets disappeared one after another. After crossing that line, the rocket will be extinguished—everyone was stunned to see the huge array of bright arrows disappear one by one. Could it be that the evil thoughts are really so powerful?Even someone as powerful as Feng Zixuan can't fight against them, so what should they do if they practice the true way?

Feng Zixuan lured the giant snake in front, and Xiyu went around silently. He took out the double dragon head jade huang that Ning Yu gave him from the skirt of his clothes. The dragon head on one side was gone, and there was only one dragon left.

Senior brother Ning Yu, you can definitely bless me, don't embarrass our master!

Xiyu thought.

He released the second white jade dragon and attacked the giant snake from the left rear.

At the same time, he summoned the technique of frost, hid himself in a piece of plain white, and lay on the belly of Bai Yulong, as if becoming one with Bai Yulong.

The evil snake had just dealt with Feng Zixuan's rocket, and sensed an attack from the right rear. It twisted its huge body, and spit out a black snake letter with its sharp beak at the tiny white jade dragon in front of it.

Neighing sounds came from all directions at the same time, as if there were countless snakes hidden in the dark night.

The white jade dragon illuminates a small piece of sky, like a small white snowflake floating into the mud.

Sludge can't make him lose color.

That small snowflake quickly approached the snake's head.

The giant snake suddenly opened its mouth wide and bit down.

It's now!

The breath jade exploded from the dragon's body, and the ice thorns pierced straight into the huge snake's eyes that were close at hand.

The giant snake let out an earth-shattering roar, and its huge limbs slapped the cloud mountain. The situation in the sky was terrifying.

Xiyu noticed that the yellow light in the snake's eyes was disappearing, and he couldn't help shaking with excitement.

Brother, look, I did it!

The next moment, a stream of black mucus spewed out from the snake's eyes, and rushed towards him along the white thorns. Xi Yu didn't have time to let go, and watched the black mucus penetrate into his palm.

"Damn, what?!"

Xiyu felt dizzy for a while, and another voice appeared in her mind, which was actually "evil thoughts"!

Yan Xueyue smiled sadly and said: "Little thing, just lend me your body first."

In the air, the white jade dragon and the black giant snake turned into dust at the same time and disappeared.

The underground crowd cheered again.

Feng Zixuan was not so optimistic, because after the giant black snake disappeared, the evil thoughts around him did not disappear, and were still spinning and flowing.

He looked up at Xiyu and narrowed his eyes.

Xiyu came from the air, walked up to Feng Zixuan, and smiled triumphantly: "How is it? My method is not bad, but Yan Xueyue was killed by me."

Feng Zixuan was silent.

"What? Is there something wrong?" Xiyu's braid turned around in a circle, and he turned his head to look at the black cloud mountain, "Oh, the dark clouds haven't dispersed yet——"

Feng Zixuan grabbed Xiyu's neck, breathing sharply: "Come out."

"What?" Xiyu struggled, "Why are you pinching me?"

Seeing that the two people in the air were actually fighting among themselves, the students and teachers below were stunned.

"That person, isn't he going to turn against the water suddenly?"

"I just said he is not a good person! Let's go, let's save Teacher Xiyu!"

Some students called out.

"Wait," Hong Chen stopped them. He was also observing the situation in the sky. He always felt that things were not that simple. Are evil thoughts really so easy to defeat?Then why didn't the black cloud mountain disappear?Hong Chen said, "Wait a little longer, I'm afraid...the spirit-sucking ghost hasn't disappeared yet."

"Xiyu didn't know your name was Yan Xueyue." Feng Zixuan stared at the little boy in his hand.

The little boy's disguise was exposed by a single word, his face that was pretending to be puzzled and shocked suddenly turned into a smile, his limbs that were struggling quietly dropped down, he let Feng Zixuan pinch his neck, and he seemed to be sympathetic to him. Breathing is not affected at all.

"Oh, so that's how it is," Xie Nian laughed, "It's so boring, I was discovered just after I moved my body."

"Get out!" Feng Zixuan said angrily.

"You can kill him in front of everyone, so that everyone will know your true face." The evil thought raised the pink and jade-carved child's face and said to Feng Zixuan.

"You—" Feng Zixuan knew that Yan Xueyue was full of tricks and would never be defeated so easily, but he still underestimated Yan Xueyue's shamelessness.

"This body...although it is not as good as the gods and your body, but it can be used as it is." Xie Nian raised the corners of his lips and said with a slightly disgusted tone.

At this moment, a voice came from behind Feng Zixuan.

"Feng Zixuan, Xiyu, what are you doing...?" Just as he crawled out of Huaxin on Saturday, he saw Feng Zixuan pinching Xiyu's neck.

Feng Zixuan froze, was hit by Xiyu several feet, and flew backwards.

He was in an extremely bad mood, and he couldn't think of how to break the evil thoughts for a while. With the urine nature of evil thoughts, as long as they occupy a person's body, they won't come out easily until that person is completely drained.

Although Feng Zixuan didn't like Xiyu, he was the one who told Xiyu just now that he was the target of the evil thoughts. Death, what Feng Zixuan was struggling with at the moment was precisely this matter.

Saturday released the flying sword, stood in the air, and caught Feng Zixuan who was flying upside down. Feng Zixuan's body bumped into him, and he hugged Feng Zixuan.

"It's not that I want to kill Xiyu, it's Xiyu who—" Feng Zixuan was afraid that he would misunderstand him on Saturday, so he took a breath and explained this in the first sentence.

"I know, I believe in you, no matter when." Saturday said flatly.

Feng Zixuan wished he could lie in Saturday's arms for the rest of his life and not get up.

"How is your injury?" Feng Zixuan asked.

"Okay." Saturday said with a smile.

In fact, there is still a little pain in the back, but it should not be a big problem.

And at this time, they should focus on Xiyu who is possessed by evil thoughts.

"What an enviable brotherhood." There was sarcasm in the childish voice, "Xiyu" smiled and said, "I really underestimated the person next to you..."

Thinking of the body of the Valkyrie, which was at your fingertips, but was hindered by Saturday, and the cooked duck was forced to fly, so that such a powerful evil thought had to be temporarily found a body to live in, it is really sad——

"First to expose the real body of the paper puppet, and then stop my attack for you." "Xiyu" recalled slowly, "Although the aptitude is useless, but the brain is surprisingly good, it is not thanks to you , betrayed me, huh?"

"Xiyu"'s eyes instantly became fierce, and the hostility was like a gust of wind, blowing up evil thoughts piled up into clouds, spinning around the three of them rapidly, forming a vortex.

"Then I have no choice but to kill him in front of you."

The dim light of the screen illuminated a gloomy and handsome face.

The shadows under the eye sockets indicated that he hadn't had a good sleep for a long time.

Both feet landed on the broken bluestone floor, the young man closed the notebook, tucked it under his arm, and hurried forward.

No cultivation base, no weapons, casual clothes, messy hairstyle.

Such an inexplicable person suddenly broke into the ruins of the Cultivation Academy, drawing sideways glances.

Whether it's the foundation builder or the alchemy builder, they each find a corner to hide at the moment, but an ordinary person without spiritual roots is walking swaggeringly in the middle of the road.

"who is this?"

"Can ordinary people come in here?"

"Could it be that the enchantment is broken, so someone went to the wrong place?"

There were discussions everywhere, and pairs of eyes were fixed on the young man.

They were all looking forward to the young man's reaction when he looked up and found the weird celestial phenomena in the sky and the power to fight.

Fuck the shit out of fear, or scream?

A bright light, whether it was spell or lightning, pierced the sky.

Rumbling--

There was a terrible loud noise that shook the world.

The young man walking forward with a notebook between his hands seemed to have finally realized something was wrong.

He stood still, but didn't look up.

The students and teachers hiding in the dark were all eager to watch the excitement, waiting with bated breath for the young man to realize how terrifying the environment he was in.

They didn't know why they didn't stop the young man, but they had the intention of watching a show—probably because they were already so scared that they couldn't do anything, and seeing someone more scared than them made them feel a little better.

Everyone's minds subtly coincided at this point.

They deliberately did not remind the young man, but expected him to look up.

Head up, head up, head up.

If there is a voice in the heart, such words should be heard one after another around this time.

The young man didn't look up, but took out the notebook, held it up with one hand, and typed something quickly on the keyboard with the other hand.

His fingers were extremely nimble, and in the dead silence between thunder and lightning, everyone could only hear the sound of "crackling" keyboard tapping.

When Hong Chen noticed this young man, he felt like he had seen him somewhere.

He tried his best to recall for a long time, but he couldn't remember who this person was.

At this time, the teacher beside him pushed him: "Dean Hong, isn't this the little brother you told us to find?"

"Which brother?"

"That—the little brother on the screenshot of the video!"

Hong Chen suddenly realized that it was him!

Stepping through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it!

Hong Chen walked out immediately, and came to the young man under the disapproving eyes of everyone.

The young man didn't look up, he was still typing on the keyboard.

"Oh, I don't have a chance to see him cry for his father and mother," a student said to the students next to him. "President Hong is nosy again."

"After all, he is an ordinary person. It would be very unlucky to stumble into the cultivation academy by mistake, and he just happened to encounter a catastrophe that is once in a thousand years in the cultivation world. Don't say such sarcastic remarks." The student next to him persuaded.

"Qi, just now I don't know who stretched his neck so long—" the first student curled his lips, "But, having said that, how much time do we have to make sarcastic remarks? Sigh..."

After saying this, even the surrounding crowd couldn't help sighing.

Hong Chen cleared his throat, and said in as gentle a tone as possible: "Excuse me—"

There was a sudden gasp all around.

It turned out that the young man looked up! !

He looked up! ! ! !

……

However, the expected crying father and mother did not appear.

The young man raised his head and glanced at the lights flying around in the sky, as if he didn't see anything, he continued to lower his head and type on the keyboard.

But Hong Chen, who was closest to him, heard him muttering to himself, and the content of the soliloquy was very strange.

"...Add a setting so that I can fly, yes, it doesn't have to be too fast..."

Under Hong Chen's astonished gaze, the young man actually lifted his feet off the ground and flew up flat.

And, without relying on anything.

If a cultivator wants to fly, he has to borrow flying swords and spiritual power, but this person just tapped the keyboard a couple of times, and he was suspended in the air, rising steadily into the air.

"...Add another setting, keyboard input is too troublesome, just voice input, voice input..."

While flying, the young man spoke quickly.

His hand typing on the keyboard stopped, and he threw the keyboard into the air: "The notebook is in your hand, so let's fly by ourselves first."

After saying this, the notebook actually flew up, and it always kept the same speed as the young man, following him unhurriedly.

"Hold the grass, fly up, what the hell!!"

"It's really flying, he's just an ordinary person!!!"

"And he doesn't even have a flying sword, how did he fly?? Is this magic??"

All the teachers and students in the underground raised their heads and stared at the young man who was flying higher and higher in dumbfounded.

"Is it from the Western Magic Department?"

"I don't know, is the Western magic department so strong?"

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, and the teachers of the Cultivation Academy were even more shattered. The cultivation method they had always believed in was completely defeated by this ordinary youth without spiritual roots at this moment. Leave.

"It looks like just an ordinary man!!" Someone howled in a low voice.

Hong Chen was completely stunned. After a while, he realized that ordinary people cannot be allowed to go to such a dangerous place, he must stop him——

However, is that young man really an ordinary person?

Hong Chen didn't think carefully, he called out the flying sword, and chased after the young man.

Feijian's speed was already very fast, but the young man's speed was faster and faster, and he moved to the side of the huge flower bud in an instant.

That flower bud was transformed by Feng Zixuan's spiritual power, and now it has no effect and is slowly withering and dissipating.

And the three people who were fighting were above the flower buds, coming and going, flying swords, spells, and illusions lit up the sky again and again, the battle was very fierce, even if they were not in the core battle circle, Hong Chen could feel the powerful spiritual power Press——

Not to mention that youth.

However, his youth spoke again.

"Give me a double-sided Tarzan shield," the young man said, "for those in the stage of refining gods, add an impenetrable effect."

What? ?Hong Chen couldn't believe that he could easily say such big words about the period of refining the gods.In the past, Hong Chen would think that a person with no cultivation level said that he wanted to perform a high-level spell in the stage of refining gods was crazy.

But when the huge clamshell-shaped Tarzan shield appeared in the air, Hong Chen was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

Whatever this young man says casually can come true.

Could it be that this is what only the gods can do in the legend-the words can be followed?

Speak, speak, act, follow.

Has broken through the limit of cultivation, just a word can summon infinite spiritual power, create an infinite world, an existence stronger than Da Luo Jinxian, above the top of the fairy world - god?

Hong Chen stared blankly at the sky. He knew that it was beyond his control to interfere with the matter now. All he had to do was stay quietly, don't speak, don't act...just look up to the gods silently.

Having practiced for hundreds of years, Hong Chen's already vicissitudes of heart suddenly sprouted a very young and passionate feeling - the feeling of seeing an idol at close range, he wanted to scream, wanted to rush down to tell everyone that he saw a god, Just thinking about that scene is so refreshing——

No, he can't be messed up, he has a mission, he wants to witness history with his eyes, and the heavyweight chapters of the cultural class in the future will be signed with his name, no one knows the details of the battle between gods and demons, only he—— Hong Chen - a recorder of history, has information that no one knows.

Hong Chen's face returned to solemnity and solemnity from the weird laugh, and he concentrated all his spiritual power on his eyesight and hearing, multiplying his perception so that he could receive the "miracle" in every detail.

I saw the young man standing in the middle of the huge translucent Mount Tai shield, thrusting into the battlefield abruptly, isolating the "Xiyu" who was fighting fiercely on one side, and Feng Zixuan and Saturday on the other.

The spells released from both sides all hit the Taishan shield, leaving a few small white dents, and then disappeared.

For a while, the sky darkened, only the clamshell-shaped Taishan shield lying across the sky was bright and dark, outlining a magnificent shape like a constellation.

Feng Zixuan was stunned, the young man's back was facing him and Saturday, but for some reason, he felt that the young man's back was very familiar?

Familiar to the point of frightening, as if, standing behind him, looking at his back - familiar.

And Saturday almost fell off the flying sword.

He whispered: "Chen Ke?"

"Chen Ke?" Feng Zixuan turned his head and looked at Saturday, "Ah Liu, do you know him?...Why do I think it's so scary..."

Terribly familiar.

Strange and scary.

Powerful coercion and intense attraction present two completely different feelings, but they coexist in Feng Zixuan's heart at the same time.

He is not a timid person, and he is ashamed to say "fear", but he couldn't help saying "terrible"...

"I know him." Saturday's heart was beating violently, he stretched out his hand, and pulled Feng Zixuan behind him, "You, it's better not to approach him." Feng Zixuan was silent, his eyes could not help but focus on the young man .

Chen Ke...?

At this time, no one was more excited than "Xiyu".

The god he had been looking for was standing in front of him at this moment.

So it was Feng Zixuan who was protected by the gods. Feng Zixuan did have an enviable talent, it was undeniable, but it wasn't so high that even the gods came down to protect him, right?

Although I don't understand why, the evil thoughts in my body have already begun to move around.

If he eats the gods in one bite and gains divine power, then—in the Three Realms, wouldn't he be the king of evil thoughts once? ?

This temptation is too great, in order to achieve this goal, he can give up everything.

Including sanity.

"Xiyu" licked his lips, and looked greedily at the young man in front of him. He looked so ordinary, he couldn't even notice his spiritual roots and cultivation, but he could release high-level earth spells.

This is the magical power that fascinates people.

What is the flat black object floating in his hand?It looks like an outdated notebook. Now people don't need such a heavy thing. With a wristband virtual screen, everything can be done.

Of course, the thing that the gods carry with them is just like a notebook, and it is more likely to be a kind of artifact.

Yes, it must be an artifact, otherwise why did the gods let it follow him?

"Xiyu" licked the young man from head to toe with his eyes, not even letting go of the IBM notebook floating beside him.

The young man frowned, his expression even more gloomy.

The broken hair that had not been taken care of for a long time half covered his eyebrows, making his skin fair and delicate. "Xiyu" even felt that the young man's exposed skin was so white and glowing.

Worthy of being a god.

Of course, "Xiyu" didn't know, it was because someone hadn't gone out for a long time.

"You are—" "Xiyu" was about to speak, but was interrupted by the young man.

"Time is running out, don't talk nonsense." The young man said, he took a closer look at "Xiyu", "Why did you get into Xiyu's body? It's really troublesome...you haven't got Feng Zixuan's body yet?"

"Xiyu" showed embarrassment on his face, with a sense of shame of being despised, and the young man was not wrong, he really wanted to get Feng Zixuan's body wholeheartedly, but he hadn't got it so far.

However, after thinking about it, the god really knows everything. If he can obtain such divine power..."Xiyu" couldn't help grinning again, and smiled strangely.

Seeing "Xiyu" get angry and smile for a while, normal people would think that "Xiyu" has something wrong, but Chen Ke can judge what he is thinking from the slightest change in his expression, "Xiyu" It was like a blank sheet of paper in front of him, and no thought could escape his eyes.

Chen Ke stared at "Xiyu" without any emotion in his eyes: "I'm right here, come and get it if you have the ability."

"Xiyu" was stunned, and once again felt the trembling excitement spread throughout his body, he couldn't wait to get out of "Xiyu" body, and turned into the appearance when his mana was at its peak——

The giant black snake rose again, like a cliff, filling the field of vision of the three people in the air.

There is no doubt about the evil thoughts, only the self in his heyday can hope to fight the gods.

It abandoned Xiyu's body without hesitation, and the damaged body was lifeless and fell downward.

Weak people are doomed to be unable to bear the mighty one, so the body of a god in front of him, which is enough to match it, is bound to be obtained!