How to make the white lotus surrender

The actions of the three cities of the Demon Realm have become more and more frequent recently, and there have been many accidents in the sects, large and small, in the cultivation world, but all the sects of cultivation have remained silent, as if they did not take this matter to heart.

Relatively speaking, the movements in Watson City were the smallest.

Yu Deng is now wearing the skin of the city lord of Dusheng, and naturally he doesn't want to really ignite the flames of war between the Demon Realm and the cultivation world. He only focuses on the exercises of several major sects to minimize conflicts.

As for Zhu Zhi's enemies in the realm of comprehension, Yu Deng didn't interfere too much, nor would he generously try to dissuade Zhu Zhi.

What the cultivation world pays attention to is karma and reincarnation, and retribution is not good.

In this way, logically speaking, even if a war broke out in the future, the city of Dusheng should also be the party with the least firepower.

But no one expected that the cultivation world, which is most concerned about the so-called righteous side, would suddenly cross the Demon Abyss secretly and invade the Southwest Demon Realm on a large scale.

The silver stone in the Southwest Demon Realm is steep and steep, and on the cliff there is an unassuming silver prison-like city, which is the crossing city of the three cities of the Demon Realm.

It is said that the leader of the battle is Immortal Zeyu, who has been well-known in the cultivation world for many years.

Immortal Zeyu's cultivation base has almost reached the stage of transcending the catastrophe of God's Hidden. He is the most promising person in the cultivation world for thousands of years. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a figure of the ancestor level. The Demon Realm has repeatedly invaded the cultivation world. He blocked it with his own strength.

It is nothing more than saying that one person can block a million heroes with a sword. This Immortal Zeyu can be said to be a god with a sword, and no one in the cultivation world can surpass him for many years.

Its ruthless sword formula destroys thousands of evil spirits in the world, and all demons and demons retreat.

Yu Deng was caught off guard and only had time to deploy defenses. Fortunately, the city of Dusheng was as solid as a prison.Yu Deng didn't want to confront Xianjun Zeyu, Xihi faced his master like a mayfly playing in the water, even now that he has acquired Zhu Zhi's skills, it would be difficult for Xianjun Shangzeyu.

But now that the situation is unclear, Yu Deng had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Zhu Zhi has been staying in a secret room these days, and the return of life and death chess consumes the power of the soul, and the solution to the chess cannot be solved overnight, but Zhu Zhi's heart is melancholy and cannot adapt to the intrigue of the collapsed body and the chaos in Dusheng City , has been trying to speed up the break.

Only the last few disordered chess pieces are left, as long as they are all put back in place, the souls of him and Yu Deng will naturally be completely exchanged.

Zhu Zhi casually wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, his lips were a little pale.

It was too late for Yu Deng to say anything to Zhu Zhi at this time. Moreover, Zhu Zhi had to work hard to put the artifact back in place, and if one step was careless, everything would be ruined. Yu Deng didn't dare and didn't want to disturb Zhu Zhi.

The cultivation world is menacing, and the spell formation is fully prepared, obviously it has been prepared long ago.

Immortal Zeyu stands tall, with the blade standing behind him, like the chill of a frozen blizzard rushing towards his face, the color in his eyes has a sense of soot in different shades, and the clear silver gray has long since changed its quality.

The light-colored lips are pursed, and the arc of the lips is cold and sharp.

He didn't say anything, and the cold blade in his hand pointed directly at the gate of Dusheng City.

There are many shattered sword blades floating behind him, those blades are glowing and icy cold, as if they will turn into sword lights and sword shadows in the next moment to destroy the silver magic city that is full of devilish energy.

Anyone who knows these broken swords will know that they all come from the Broken Sword Mountain of Ling Xiaozong, and the Broken Sword Mountain houses all the broken swords of the predecessors who died in the battle against the Demon Realm.

These Broken Swords still have the undissipated spiritual knowledge of those predecessors, and they stayed in Broken Sword Mountain only to do everything possible to keep Ling Xiaozong one day.

Yu Deng was shocked in his heart. Although the senior sister's cultivation has reached the stage of crossing the catastrophe, if it is him, it may not be able to perform to a certain extent.

These broken swords are extremely powerful, falling into the hands of Immortal Zeyu, they can even be used to kill immortals when they are arranged in a sword array.

Yu Deng couldn't help but think of the original book whose content had begun to blur.

Zeyu Xianjun is the protagonist Gong in it, and now he and his senior sister have switched identities, so to a certain extent, Yu Deng has lost the aura of being blessed by heaven, and has become a big boss who may be cannon fodder at any time.

Yu Deng felt guilty in his heart, but his face was still full of support. After all, losing is not losing.

The eyes of Xie Ling holding a long sword behind Immortal Zeyu were black and red, and the young man's face was hard and hard, with little expression on his face, giving people a sense of coldness that came from nowhere.

Xie Ling's eyes were almost fixed on 'Zhu Zhi', and his tone was somewhat sarcasm: "Senior Sister Zhu is really capable, as the lord of Dusheng City, she has the ability to sneak into Ling Xiaozong and pretend to be innocent." You have a kind appearance, and you have turned countless brothers and sisters who admired you into puppets to play with..."

Almost after Xie Ling finished speaking, the expressions of the disciples of the Lingxiao Sect behind him became humiliated and resentful, wishing they could kill 'Zhu Zhi' immediately.

Xie Ling's face was expressionless, and her tone was very flat: "In the past, you persecuted me and senior brother, and the reincarnation of the heavens, I should ask you for it today."

The young man clenched his hands tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands appeared and disappeared from time to time, showing the young man's restless heart.

The daggers behind him and Immortal Zeyu rushed out together, lingering around the entire silver-white Dusheng City, turning into a large killing formation.

Countless disciples poured spiritual energy into the big formation, and the sword formation slowly started, phantom and reality intertwined, and blood descended in the silver cage, as if ominous.

One of Xie Ling's eyes showed a bit of scarlet, and she was the first to fly up, fighting with 'Zhu Zhi'.

This killing formation will not harm any Ling Xiaozong disciple.

Yu Deng frowned, trying his best to resist the coercion of the sword array, while avoiding Xie Ling's sword moves, the blade pointed at Xie Ling did not have killing intent.

Yu Deng really wanted to tell Xie Ling and Master his true identity, but in the current situation, no one would believe such absurd things even if he told them.

Yu Deng could only pray in his heart that his senior sister would be faster, then squeezed his long sword tightly, and fought with Xie Ling.

In fact, Xie Ling can't beat him now. After all, Zhu Zhi's cultivation skills are extremely profound. In the eyes of Du Jieqi, Xie Ling's movements are unbelievably slow, and there are flaws everywhere. No chance to speak.

Xie Ling naturally knew it too, and he sneered: "I wish the city lord has such a soft heart?"

The young man's eyes were cold to the marrow: "The hypocrisy is extremely extreme, today either you die or I die!"

Yu Deng had no choice but to continue to release water to the young man.

There was a sudden chill behind him, and a cold blade pierced through the air and stabbed fiercely at the back of his heart.

Yu Deng frowned, turned his wrist around beautifully, and resisted the power of that sword with the sword in his hand.

Xie Ling's eyes dimmed, she clenched her sword tightly and pierced Yu Deng's shoulder.

Yu Deng's throat was slightly sweet, and he resisted the blood gushing up, and broke the sword blade in Xie Ling's hand with his fingers, and he took two steps back before he could barely hold it steady.

Yu Deng knew that he couldn't beat Immortal Zeyu, so he restrained himself and covered the corners of his lips, wiping away the bright red blood.

The sword in Xianjun Zeyu's hand was divided into tens of thousands of handles, and he pointed straight at Yu Deng.

This killing formation condensed almost [-]% of Zeyu Xianjun's cultivation base, and Yu Deng couldn't avoid it at all.

He was forced to kneel on the ground by the mighty force, blood gushed out from his lips, Yu Deng's eyes were blurred, and he gritted his teeth: "Master...I..."

Zeyu Xianjun's eyes were full of coldness, and a conscious voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Kill him quickly! This otherworldly soul disrupts the rules. If I can't make a move, I will definitely kill him!" Thousands of times!"

Immortal Zeyu paused for a moment on his knuckles, and asked coldly: "What is the soul of another world? Isn't he the Lord of the City of Dusheng?"

The Dao consciously said vaguely: "Not yet, he is just the soul of another world possessed by Dao to destroy the trajectory of our world. You kill him first, and then the soul of the City Lord will return. At that time, it will be up to you convenient."

Immortal Zeyu could naturally hear something wrong in what 'it' said: "What if I don't kill this alien soul?"

The voice suddenly said sharply: "Don't you like Yu Deng? If you kill him, Yu Deng will like you sooner or later!"

"To tell you the truth, there will always be two pillars at the center of a world. You are one, and Yu Deng is also one. You are a natural pair. If it weren't for this otherworldly soul, you should have become Dao with Yu Deng long ago. couple!"

"You said, should he die?"

A faint black flashed in Zeyu Xianjun's eyes, he lowered his eyes, and slowly exerted force in his hands for a long time.

Yu Deng could barely hold on, he only felt that his head was about to be crushed.

The voice in Xianjun Zeyu's mind was somewhat pleased: "Finally! I'm finally going to die! Hahaha, trying to reverse the trajectory of this world, damn it!"

"The recovery of spiritual energy in the realm of comprehension is imminent, and this realm will definitely be promoted to a higher world this time!"

Yu Deng felt that everything in front of him had turned into clouds and smoke, and the world seemed to be separated by a layer of diffuse mist, and water patterns were rippling in front of his eyes.

Immortal Zeyu felt that he was about to crush the ant to death, but he didn't want "Zhu Zhi" to burst out with a strange brilliance, and the strong soul attraction made everyone present unable to move.

That consciousness suddenly screamed: "Life and death chess! This is life and death chess!"

It stopped abruptly without shouting twice, like a duck with its neck cut off.

Immortal Zeyu felt as if his whole body was bound by something, and he couldn't move at all.

He could only watch helplessly as the person who was supposed to die suddenly opened his eyes. The golden vertical pupils made people feel cold, and the gloomy expression distorted his delicate face a little, as if his face was only hanging on his face. The layer of skin on it makes people retreat just by looking at it.

Zhu Zhi saw the Broken Sword in Xie Ling's hand and Zeyu Xianjun's ruthless ultimate move, the chill in his eyes became more and more intense, and his cheeks were covered with fine and dense scales, which was weird and sinister.

"You dare to hurt him."

As these words fell, the entire Dusheng City shook and the ground shook, countless puppets peeled off from the city wall, and there was a dull sound, as if countless dark creatures had completely awakened.

The redness in Xie Ling's eyes became more and more intense, and he saw with his own eyes, those tiny puppets got into the bodies of the surrounding brothers one by one.

Their black eyeballs slowly turned into pure white, and a mark of Watson City appeared on their faces.

Immortal Zeyu was the first to break through that layer of restriction, but it was too late, he only had time to protect Xie Ling who was beside him.

There was blood in the immortal's eyes, and countless zombie-like puppets rushed towards him and Xie Ling with their teeth and claws open, as if they wanted to devour them.

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