The Hermit Project [Quick Transmigration]

On the fairy gate, monstrous ghostly shadows raged, and the atmosphere of joy changed instantly.

"Look! What's that in the sky?"

"Why does it look a bit like a demon?"

"What? The demons are attacking?! Hurry up! Hurry up and report to the head and the Supreme Elder!"

This scene caused countless uproars, the personnel of Xianmen retreated quickly, and the barrage outside also exploded crazily, they also saw that the main line was coming.

Seeing the spectacular black-and-white contrast on the screen, and the murderous intent coming towards their faces, the four-person group in the dormitory leaned close together, tugging at each other's sleeves, staring at the screen without blinking.

"I guessed right, it really is a battle between immortals and demons!"

"Oh my god, is the organizer wanting them to kill each other? This is too exciting!"

"It doesn't matter, it's a holographic game anyway, it's all fake, just kill it! You can still watch the male god's battle damage! This time the screenwriter is absolutely amazing! I love it!"

"It's just... the chief of Xianmen is here, are they willing to do it?"

Not paying attention to the multiplied barrage, Ji Yunsu, as one of the phantoms, stood high in the sky with his hands behind his back.

He looked at the ethereal mountain peak below, and after confirming the mission again, his expression changed, as if he had really become a big devil who killed countless people.

With a wave of his hand, the demonic energy filled the sky, turning into a boundless beast and attacking downward.

Pei Fengran and the others also looked up.

Of course, Bai Xiu knew that Ji Yunsu and the others were inside, but he didn't expect the other party to be so adaptable. He easily dispelled the demonic energy attacking him, and said in surprise: "Why is Ji Yunsu so into the drama? Have you let yourself go completely?"

As long as Pei Fengran stands with the fan, he will be invulnerable to all kinds of magic, and his whole body will be clean, without any devilish energy at all.

He raised his head and squinted his eyes to scan the ghostly shadows in the sky: "How do you open the hidden plot if you don't join the show?"

"Hiding the plot?" Bai Xiu didn't know why.

But looking at the phantom that was even more exaggerated than in the organizer's plot, Bai Xiu nodded secretly.

"That's right, you've always been good at tricks and tricks, and you've always been good at it. Who made you always be so lazy... Have mercy on all beings! Unparalleled! Unique insight!"

Bai Xiu's mind was buzzing with alarm bells, his desire to survive was overwhelming, he almost twisted his tongue, praised wildly, and finally swallowed the complaint before Pei Fengran turned his head.

Pei Fengran glanced at him with a half-smile and let him go temporarily.

Although the demons attacked suddenly, the Xianmen's reaction was not slow.

Before the wave was over, several lights and shadows flashed above everyone's heads, and a huge formation instantly unfolded, covering it together with the ghostly shadows in the sky.

The brilliance of the formation was shining in the sky, and Bai Xiu took a look at it: "Oh, this formation looks very real, it doesn't seem like the game planner made it up just to look good."

Pei Fengran shook the folding fan in his hand: "Nonsense, of course it's true, I just arranged this last night."

Bai Xiu turned around instantly, almost twisting his neck: "What! You arranged it? What are you going to do?"

Bai Xiu seemed to have sensed it, his face was tense, his secret path is not good, this guy won't try to trick him again, right?

Pei Fengran glanced at Shen Wei and the others who were retreating with the disciples of the Immortal Sect, and then at the phantom that had already descended from the sky: "Don't you want to meet with your own eyes the demon lord who has been causing us trouble?"

"Devil, Demon Lord?" Bai Xiu trembled all over.

Although the overall strength of the Demon Race is not as good as that of the Human Race, no one dares not to take the Demon Race seriously, and the Demon Lord is the leader of the clan. Regardless of strength or status, Bai Xiu does not think he can match him. A slap can turn him into a patty.

He's not like Pei Fengran, it's better to keep a low profile.

Moreover, if Pei Fengran asked in person, there must be fraud!

"I don't want to!" Bai Xiu refused decisively.

But what Pei Fengran was waiting for was his words, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and sooner or later his little notebook for keeping revenge will come in handy.

"You don't want to see people burn to death, do you? Very good, you are indeed an elite of our human race, and you are enlightened!" Pei Fengran opened his eyes and spoke nonsense, before the other party could explain, he dragged Bai Xiu and flew in the opposite direction to the disciples of the immortal sect go.

Bai Xiu, who was forcibly dragged away, was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and there is such an operation?

Pei Fengran's mountain guard formation was not ordinary, as the light spread, ghosts were forced to descend from the sky one after another.

Ji Yunsu could feel that this big formation was very restraining the demonic energy in his body. He had the same resistance in this big formation as he was in the water. In order to preserve his strength, he descended to the ground with everyone.

However, when Ji Yunsu landed, he looked at the magnificent formation in front of him, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, there was no such scene in the plot.

Hilfield, who was also dressed in black, quietly walked up to him, and asked in a low voice, "Have you encountered any strange missions before, such as the Twelve Hour Demon Race?"

Ji Yunsu's eyes flashed, and he didn't hide anything: "Yes, I'm from the Zishi Demon Clan here."

Hilfield frowned, and said: "Sure enough, we all received similar tasks, but don't you think it's strange? There are 12 of us, and this happens to be 12 hours. Moreover, the president attaches so much importance to it." In this competition, I think there must be something wrong!"

Of course Ji Yunsu knew, and he knew a little more than Hilfield.

Although Ji Fenghe's personality is unreliable, everyone is convinced of his ability.Since he can take the time to lure them to Mr. Pei's side, it means they are needed here.

Although Ji Yunsu was annoyed that Ji Fenghe had tricked him again, he never thought about going back.

The two were chatting here, but they didn't realize that the space on the other side had already changed.

"Om——"

Invisible waves trembled between heaven and earth.

There was only a little movement around, and the keen Bai Xiu quickly approached Pei Fengran: "We are blocked!"

Pei Fengran had realized it earlier, reached out his hand to stop Bai Xiu's movement, and looked at the opposite side calmly: "Welcome to the devil lord, but you really think too highly of us, using this twelve locks array on us unknown juniors , would it be too wasteful?"

"Waste? I don't think so."

With a clear and smiling voice, a figure in a sky-blue robe slowly stepped out from the monstrous shadow, his manner was gentle and elegant, not like a big devil.

Twelve Locks Divine Formation? !

That big formation that once beheaded the twelve-winged archangel of the protoss!

Use it now to deal with the two of them?This is too exaggerated!

Bai Xiu was so impressed by this name, his breath stopped, and he stepped back half a step nervously, looking back, forth, left, and right.

I saw that the surrounding time and space were all solidified. At this moment, only the three of them could move. Except for them, the others were like statues. This kind of scene inexplicably made him feel a chill in his heart.

Bai Xiu was sure that this was the famous Twelve Locks Array.

These people were not only locked physically, but also their souls were locked.

It can be said that as long as one steps into this large formation, life or death is only at the whim of the demon lord.

Pei Fengran didn't care about the surroundings, but just stared at the blue figure walking towards him, a bright light flashed in his eyes: "You are... the demon lord Wen Yiqing?"

Like an ordinary scholar, Wen Yiqing walked around them thoughtfully for a few steps, as if looking at them, and when Pei Fengran said his name, he smiled at them in a good mood.

"You know me?"

Ignoring Wen Yiqing's strangely friendly attitude, Pei Fengran said the truth: "Master once said that although there are many alien races in the world, only the gods and demons can compete with our human race. The master also said that the demons are inherently selfish and don't care about the big picture. Only the demon lord Wen Yiqing is different."

Wen Yiqing smiled slightly: "That's it?"

Seeing that the demon lord's emotions were so easily drawn by his words, Pei Fengran realized something.

"Does the devil know my master?"

Wen Yiqing smiled but said, "No one in the world knows the name of Lord Qinghe? This Lord once admired him too."

"........."

But you don't look like an admirer.

Pei Fengran couldn't help but want to complain in his heart, he didn't want to ask how far they realized, isn't it obvious?

Wen Yiqing, Yiqing, Yiqing.

It is similar to the name Ji Fenghe.

Pei Fengran looked at the other party's sky-blue clothes with a delicate expression, and thought to himself, you adults really know how to play.

Bai Xiu took a sneak peek at the faintly visible lotus element on Wen Yiqing's clothes, obviously thinking of something with Pei Fengran.

Wen Yiqing turned a blind eye to the little actions of these two people, and laughed like an elder: "I always feel that you two little babies are thinking about something that is not polite to the owner."

Although some scenes that could not be broadcast did appear in his mind, Pei Fengran did not show the slightest trace on his face, and looked back calmly: "You think too much, the power of the devil terrifies the world, who dares to offend?"

Pei Fengran has always been secretly vigilant about Wen Yiqing's actions. Although Wen Yiqing seems to have a kind attitude now, Pei Fengran was not fooled by this, thinking that this famous demon lord is really gentle.

Demons have always been good at disguising, and it is very common for one second to be like a spring breeze, and the next second to suddenly turn their faces.

Although the conversation between the two of them was very friendly just now, they were actually pretending to be false. Although both parties knew that they would definitely have to fight to determine the outcome in the end, smart people are always used to testing first when they meet.

While speaking, Wen Yiqing took a few steps closer, and looked at the two of them as he walked, his dark eyes seemed to want to dismantle them on the spot, making one's scalp tingle.

"You two are different from those ants."

The deliberate slowing down of the speech made the surrounding coercion even heavier, Bai Xiu frowned uncomfortably, and further understood the gap in strength between the two sides.

No matter how gentle the other party is, as long as he shows off his aura, he is still a wolf who only stares at the prey. Even if he puts on sheep's clothing, it is only to better lure the prey to take the bait.

Pei Fengran: "Oh, what's the difference?"

Wen Yiqing, who was less than half a meter away from the two of them, stopped in his tracks, frowned, and said kindly: "Do you want me to praise you? You are still a child."

"Where are you unknown juniors? One is the Chen family, the other is the Bai family, the leader families of the human race and the god race, how dare the master look down on you? No matter how proud the master is, he dare not underestimate the two above you Ah, back in the day, Chen Qinghe and Bai Zhen used death and blood to forge a supreme reputation, suppressed an era, and made countless people sleepless at night."

Wen Yiqing showed a look of admiration and nostalgia.

"For example, many older generations of our Demon Race, they can't get rid of Chen Qinghe's shadow until now, even when the owner declared himself as 'Wen Yiqing', they could tremble for a long time."

Hearing this, Pei Fengran raised his eyebrows. It turned out that there was another reason why no one dared to call out the name of the demon lord. What did his master do to scare them like this?

"It's just that I'm a little curious..." Wen Yiqing stared at Bai Xiu with squinted eyes, "Why did this man of the Protoss get mixed up with the Human Race for no reason? Young master of the Chen family, you are not afraid of him stabbing you in the back ?”

Pei Fengran was unmoved.

This is the demon race he knows, and he is still not used to the soft-spoken ones before.

On the contrary, Bai Xiu's face froze, and he thought, why is this man so busy, and where he likes to go, what's your business?

"Don't take it seriously? Do you think the owner is trying to sow discord?" Wen Yiqing snorted, of course he saw Bai Xiu's inner thoughts.

But instead of getting angry, Wen Yiqing turned to look at Pei Fengran with great interest.

"Young master of the Chen family, you should know the meaning of my master's words."

"In the most ancient times, the three tribes of humans, gods and demons had the same appearance and the same aura. How did the world distinguish us in that era when there was no iconic divine light and demonic aura?"

The author has something to say: I am very sorry!

The plan couldn’t keep up with the changes, the author was so busy in three dimensions, he went to bed at three or four in the morning, his hair fell so bald that he became his own game character QAQ

To be honest, the author won't let it go until the end of the year, but this book is definitely not a scam, I will stay up all night and spare time to code out the ending for you!I'm already bald anyway, I'm not afraid of getting more bald (touching my poor hair)

The author has applied for the list, and will resume updating next week, but there is no guarantee of daily updates (Wangtian)

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