I became the vicious senior brother of the younger brother Baiqihehei

Shen Xingcong failed to find Xiao Lin.

He stopped in his tracks, his eyes reflecting the endless darkness.

Suddenly at this time, I felt a force pulling in my body.It was Shen Hanling who made a movement.

Did Shen Hanling find someone first?

Shen Xingcong was taken aback for a moment, but felt that the movement might be too loud.He could feel that Shen Hanling's spiritual power was exhausted, and he was almost exhausted.

Encountered danger!

The thought immediately flashed through his mind.

It stands to reason that the hero has a halo and outstanding talent, and has always been the backbone of his peers.Even if you encounter danger, you can save the day.

Perhaps it was because of his intervention that he unintentionally turned the "love affair" in the original book into a "crisis".

As a male major, he shouldn't have encountered such enemies at this time.

There was wind under Shen Xingcong's feet, and he immediately walked forward.Silk threads guide the way forward.Not long after, he saw two figures in front of him.

Shen Hanling was entangled by countless withered claws, and his body was suspended in the air.And the tip of the natal magic weapon went straight into the ground, standing alone by the side.

There was another person standing in front of him, probably the culprit.

Shen Xingcong frowned, and chanted a mantra, a golden light burst out all over his body, and rushed towards the figure in front of him.

The man's attention was completely on Shen Hanling, and he couldn't avoid it.Being hit directly by the golden light, his body fell back with a bang.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Xingcong was in front of Shen Hanling.He stretched out his hand to remove the withered claws, and then aroused a light wind, causing the person to fall slowly.

"Are you okay?"

He asked sideways.

Even after experiencing life and death, Shen Hanling still couldn't see much expression on his face.It's just that the skin is paler than before.Stared straight at him, unblinking.

Shen Xingcong handed over another spirit pill: "Take it for now, and go to the side to rest."

After speaking, he turned around.

After such a short time, the figure hit by him just now stood up again.It was only then that he noticed the appearance of this person. He was wrapped in airtight clothes, and he wore a mask with strange patterns on his face.

Xu Shi hit the front directly, the mask split from the center, and climbed around like a spider web.

The man's gloved fingertips touched the mask lightly, as if he also noticed the crack.

"It seems that you have to be dealt with before the mask is cracked."

Shen Xingcong half-raised his arm, and the golden light jumped between his fingers, making a crackling sound.

"What's so shameful about your face?"

The man snorted slightly, stopped answering, and called out more alien shapes.

Perhaps it is because the performer is nearby.The alien is stronger and faster.

They are entangled with each other, gathered into an even larger sphere.Countless withered claws stick out from the center of the sphere.Leaping high, and then pressing down with gravity——!

The air seemed to be pierced.

Seeing that Shen Hanling was still sitting there, Shen Xingcong grabbed his arm and jumped aside.The sphere smashed a deep hole at the landing position, and then floated up again, attacking fiercely.

If Shen Xingcong used his real skills, he could solve this thing in minutes.

But now that Shen Hanling is here, he dare not reveal his true cultivation.Can only move around at the Nascent Soul level.

And the cultivation level of that masked man is also not low.Under the control of this person, the intensity of the alien is terrifying.

The man continuously conveyed spiritual energy.Even if Shen Xingcong temporarily smashed it, the alien monster would recover immediately.

This goes on forever.

After watching the alien recover again, Shen Xingcong lowered his arms.

Seeing this, the masked man taunted him.

"Give up now? Brother Lingyuanzhou, that's all."

Shen Hanling said from behind: "This person's spiritual power is endless. I'm afraid, all the spiritual power that we were sucked away by the formation went to this person."

Shen Xingcong nodded.

He can also feel that the spiritual power in his body is disappearing for no reason, so the war of attrition is the most unfavorable.It must be done quickly.

Although he didn't want to expose his true cultivation, if this continues, the situation will only get worse.

Shen Xingcong turned around: "Can I ask you a favor?"

Shen Hanling: "What's the matter?"

Shen Xingcong: "No matter what you see or hear later, it will be regarded as hallucinations. Don't tell others."

Shen Hanling was taken aback when he heard this.

Shen Xingcong: "Can you promise me?"

Shen Hanling was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.

The two of them did not deliberately avoid their conversation, and the pavilion master at the side could hear it clearly.He wasn't sure what the two of them were trying to do, so he waited for a while.But when he heard this, he couldn't help but sneer: "If there are any other moves, just use them."

No matter how powerful a monk is, once he can't use his spiritual power, he will be like a useless person.Numerous previous experiences have proved this point.

These two are both Nascent Souls.One person's spiritual power has been exhausted, and the other person probably won't last long.It's nothing more than pretending to be a ghost.

The pavilion master didn't pay attention to it, and when he lifted his finger, countless withered claws came out from the alien in the air, scrambling to attack forward.

Shen Xingcong turned his head when he heard a sharp wind in his ears.

Just as Shen Hanling was about to call out to be careful, he saw the man in front of him wave his sleeves, and a golden light greeted him immediately.

Compared to that huge monster, this golden light is tiny and can be swallowed almost instantly.

The two sides offset.

Shen Hanling thought he was invincible.But in the blink of an eye, the golden light spread instantly, forming a huge dense net, enveloping the aliens.Tighten it in.

Seeing this, the pavilion master bent his five fingers slightly, and channeled more spiritual power into it.

Although his current cultivation is not as good as before.But with the help of the magic circle, he will never lose in the endurance competition.

Unless this person's realm is far beyond him, other spells that can be broken in an instant.

But how is this possible.

Just thinking this way, he suddenly felt a strong backlash.

Looking at the alien again, I found that even though he had poured a lot of spiritual power into it just now, he still failed to break through the golden net.The golden light entangled and became more and more dense until it covered all the lacquered bodies.

The next moment—the golden light breaks open!

Falling into debris.Like a celestial girl scattering flowers, it slightly illuminates the boundless darkness.

The pavilion master was stunned.

Shen Hanling's eyes also reflected the scattered golden light, and his eyes widened slightly.

This was originally a beautiful picture.

But the pavilion master felt a chill all over his body when he was in it.Cold fingertips, cold hands and feet.

He couldn't move.And when the debris fell on his shoulders, it instantly fell like a heavy stone, trying to press him down.

He couldn't stand anymore, and knelt down on one knee.

Not just shoulders.

When the golden light hits the kneecap, it shatters the kneecap; when it hits the spine, it breaks the spine; when it hits the neck, it breaks the neck.

He was obviously still breathing, but he had experienced countless ways of death.

Breathing became short of breath, and his mind became dizzy.He covered his neck with his hands, as if he was about to strangle himself to death.Come more happily.

"Snapped."

Hear the snap of fingers.

The pavilion master was taken aback for a moment, and came back to his senses.

Only then did he realize that he was lying on the ground at some point, and his whole body was pitch black.The pain in the body disappeared, only the pain in the neck remained.

This is what he did with his own hands.

... hallucinations?

The pavilion master had a guess in his heart, and he was shocked.

He is clearly in an illusion; and as the master of the formation, he should have all the chances of winning.How can you fall into the illusion created by others?

This is impossible.

The cabinet master didn't want to believe it.But just now, the pain that made life worse than death was vivid in his mind, which made him dare not believe it.

There were footsteps beside my ears.The pavilion master followed the prestige and saw a pair of boots.Looking up again, the young man who had just fought with him was looking down at him with a calm expression.

"I, I lost?"

The pavilion master murmured.

The man did not respond: "So you look like this."

When the pavilion master heard the words, he immediately went to check his face.Only then did he realize that the mask had been torn apart at some point and scattered on his shoulders.

The face he tried so hard to hide was revealed in such a big way.

The Pavilion Master's heart sank.

Shen Xingcong: "Since we have lost, let's solve the illusion."

The pavilion master looked at his expression and hesitated: "You don't know me?"

Shen Xingcong wondered, "Why should I know you?"

The pavilion master was silent for a moment, then looked away: "...it's been so long."

Escaped from the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm, and came to this mortal world again.Hundreds of years are in the blink of an eye.And he was hiding around like a mouse day after day, terrified of not seeing him all day long.

Shen Xingcong didn't understand what he meant.

In his opinion, the appearance of this pavilion master is not much different from other demon cultivators.They are all covered with magic patterns, and they all have a pair of pupils that are different from ordinary people.

It's just that compared to other demon cultivators, this person's pupil color is almost as bright red as blood, which makes people dare not look directly at him for some reason.

Shen Hanling also approached at this time.

He had just seen everything.

Seeing this man in a daze with his own eyes, he suddenly rolled on the ground and yelled.The voice was shrill and miserable, like an evil spirit trapped in an underground abyss.Finally, he grabbed his neck again.

That crazy gesture made him feel terrible even when he looked at it from the side.

These were made by Shen Xingcong.

He doesn't understand illusion, but he knows that Yuan Ying's cultivation base will never be able to achieve this level.

What's more, Cai Cai had clearly consumed a lot of spiritual power, but he was still able to use such a spell at the last moment.It shows that the spiritual power is vast and unfathomable.

And so far, he has never seen anyone other than his master, the lord of Tiandao Sect.

Shen Xingcong is not only in the Nascent Soul stage?

He hesitated to start a conversation with Shen Xingcong, but he turned his head to look at him first.Smile at him: "Are you okay?"

This smile is peaceful, no different from usual.

But in Shen Hanling's eyes, there was something unusual in his heart.

Because this person is strong, but neither arrogant nor impetuous.

It's clearly the same person.But after knowing the real level of the other party, I always feel that the kind smile is a little unfathomable.

Shen Hanling's heart moved slightly: "It's nothing."

Shen Xingcong: "After the formation is released, we will tie it together with the spirit rope in a while. You can bring it back to Tiandaozong."

Shen Hanling shook his head: "Since you captured him, you should bring him back to Xiaoyaomen."

Xiaoyaomen?

When hearing these three words, the pavilion master finally reacted.

Only then did he notice the collar style of Shen Xingcong.Sitting up, his eyes changed: "Are you a disciple of Xiaoyaomen?"

Shen Xingcong looked over: "Why, have you heard of it?"

Pavilion Master: "..."

Pavilion Master: "I can solve this formation. But I will not go to Lingyuan Continent with you."

Shen Xingcong: "This is not a deal. If you don't understand, I can kill you right now."

Pavilion Master: "Then kill me."

Shen Xingcong was taken aback.I didn't expect that I finally threatened it once, but it didn't work at all.

Mo Xiu is not afraid of death?It shouldn't be.

On the other side, Shen Hanling had already drawn out his sword, and the tip of the sword reached the pavilion master's neck.

The Pavilion Master's eyes froze, but he still didn't let go.

Shen Xingcong also understood why Moxiu was so resistant.After all, after they capture him back, he will always be imprisoned in the abyss of the dungeon, and he will never see the light of day.

Maybe there will be severe torture to extract a secret confession.

Orthodox monks sympathize with all sentient beings, but show no mercy to demonic cultivators.

"..."

Conflict arose in Shen Xingcong's heart.

He is clearly a demon cultivator himself, but his attitude towards demon cultivators is the same as other monks, preconceived, and he thinks it is unforgivable.

If one day things turn to their own head.With his identity exposed, will fellow monks believe his words?

He still thought that he was just like the demon cultivator who deceived Mr. Lan Jin in the past, and wanted to take the opportunity to massacre his disciples.

Seeing that Shen Hanling's sword was about to cut through the man's neck, he stretched out his hand to stop him: "Wait."

Shen Hanling paused and looked up.

Shen Xingcong hesitated: "I have something to ask."

Shen Hanling: "What are you asking?"

"Ask..." Shen Xingcong said, "Why don't you stay in the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm and come to the Mortal Realm instead."

Shen Hanling: "Do you think he has other plans?"

Shen Xingcong: "Bad, almost."

Shen Hanling felt that Shen Xingcong was really thoughtful, so he put down his sword.

Shen Xingcong had no idea that in the hero's heart, he was already an image of an outsider.I thought it would take some more words to persuade me, but I couldn't help being a bit unexpected.

"Don't have any plans?"

At this time, I heard the people under me sneer, "I am staying in the mortal realm. If it weren't for you, I am afraid I would never use the enchantment in my life. This is just a small place for pleasure, what else can I have for it?"

Shen Xingcong: "Then why did you set up such a dangerous barrier. Is the mortal world so dangerous?"

"Naturally, just in case." The pavilion master rolled his eyelids, "If this array hadn't been activated at the last moment, I'm afraid I would have been killed by your fellow disciples."

kill?

Shen Xingcong was taken aback.

He just asked Xiao Lin to catch people, not the killer.

Shen Xingcong frowned: "You must have shot first, and he had no choice but to fight back."

Pavilion Master: "You believe him."

Shen Xingcong: "..."

This person doesn't look like he's lying.He began to waver.

The pavilion master continued: "Since I came to the mortal world, I have always lived in peace, and I have never hurt anyone. Just because I am a demon cultivator, do you want to kill me indiscriminately?"

Shen Xingcong: "This..."

"Don't pretend to be innocent." Shen Hanling said coldly, "Have you never had blood on your hands?"

The color of the pavilion master's red pupils changed: "Then what about you guys?"

"Chasing and killing demon cultivators, besieging spirit beasts. You think you are just and righteous. For you, is blood a matter of course?"

Shen Hanling: "Sophistry."

The pavilion master chuckled and said no more.

The situation is deadlocked.

This magician seems to be really not afraid of death.If they insist on arresting people and bringing them back to Lingyuan Continent, they will probably end up with a dead fish.

Shen Xingcong frowned, called out a spirit rope to bind this person, and forcibly dragged him up.

"Take us out first."

The master remained motionless.

"We'll discuss it later." Shen Xingcong said, "But if you don't listen to me now, do you still want to try the illusion?"

Hearing this, the pavilion master froze.Seemingly remembering the pain that life was worse than death just now, he finally nodded.

He turned his head and looked with a complicated expression: "What is your identity? With such a high level of cultivation, could it be that you are the suzerain of Xiaoyaomen?"

Shen Xingcong: "Do you think I look like me?"

The pavilion master looked him up and down, then looked away: "It's not like."

Because the suzerain cannot be so naive.

Once the formation is disarmed, there is no room for redemption, only human beings and me being fish and meat.Therefore, even if it is a risk, he must not let go of his promise.

But it's different now.Even if we lead these two people out of the illusion, it will still take time to find the formation eye.

In this gap, he has to think of a way to reverse it.

The three of them walked forward.

It is clear that it is also dark, but the pavilion master knows the direction in the same direction and turns from time to time.

With only half a stick of incense, they left the endless dark place.

A long corridor came into view, I don't know where it goes.There are stairs at your feet.Looking down, I saw several people lying down here and there, as if they had fallen into a hallucination.

This is inside the Zuixiang Pavilion.

Shen Xingcong turned his head, wanting to see where he had just come from.But there is also a long corridor behind him. Because of the fight, the windows fell alone, the walls were cracked, and it was a mess.

Shen Hanling: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Xingcong returned to his senses: "No, it's nothing."

He chose to find the eye of the formation first, rather than save Xiao Lin.

Because he didn't want Shen Hanling to notice Xiao Lin's strange behavior.Having said that, I still have some concerns in my heart.

After all, he had been searching inside for so long, but he still couldn't find Xiao Lin.

In Xiao Lin's desire, what kind of existence is he himself?

"Nothing."

Hearing these words suddenly, Shen Xingcong couldn't help but raise his eyes.Seeing the pavilion master twitching his mouth: "There is nothing there. Even if you want to go back and find someone, it will be a waste of time."

Shen Xingcong frowned: "What do you mean?"

Pavilion Master: "It means that the person doesn't even exist in his desires."

Shen Xingcong: "..."

"Such a dark and ominous place," the pavilion master squinted.

"Compared to this, who is the real 'demon'?"

After the white light flashed.

Because it was too glaring, Xiao Lin subconsciously closed his eyes.After that, I don't know where I went.

In a deserted and lonely place, everything that enters the eye is pitch black.

He seems to be floating in the sky, but also seems to be lurking on the ground.Both exist and do not exist.

The whole body seems to be trapped.Want to break through, but can't find a way.

This feeling is not uncomfortable, but it is not fun either.Just like he usually does, no matter what he encounters, he will not have much emotional fluctuations.

From this point of view, it seems that it is not impossible to maintain the status quo.

So no action.

Immersion, silence, silence.

until the peace is broken.

someone is coming.

He didn't respond at first, still wandering in the dark.Then when I heard the person calling my name, I realized that the tone was familiar.

Like a stone thrown into a deep, lifeless pool.First there was a silent spray, and then there were waves of ripples, spreading out boundlessly.

Xiao Lin opened his eyes.

In the darkness, there was a figure of a man, with a high crown and tied hair, and a face like a jade crown.I don't know what I'm looking for.

Then there was a sudden pause, and looking down, there seemed to be silk threads floating around the fingertips, connecting to another place in the deep place.

Then, he followed the direction of the silk thread and jumped forward.

Because of the fast speed, the clothes bulged and rattled.

Protect in front of one person.The golden light jumps around her body, making her appearance even more handsome, like a god.

"..."

Even the darkness around him was illuminated by the golden light.

His eyes, which were as dark as ink, stared in that direction, and the vertical pupils shrank slightly.

...Brother.