Affectionate characters can't collapse [Quick wear]

Ji Xingyun was dressed like a woman, his body was slender and thin, the tight waist hooked out his soft waist, and the layers of skirts were hanging down, no matter who looked at him, this was a beautiful girl.

Seeing that the person in front of him was a little girl, the searchers glanced at him casually and passed him by.

On the contrary, he faced Fengyang, carefully identified it, and even wanted to get started.

Feng Yang frowned tightly, turned his face slightly to avoid the attacking big hand, and the disgust in his eyes was beyond words.

The hand on the side was tightly clenched, and the veins on the forehead were twitching, as if the next moment he couldn't restrain himself and wanted to make a move.

None of Moxiu had a good temper. Seeing Fengyang being so ignorant, the black energy lingering around his body became more intense, and black lines spread across his face.

"What are you hiding from? Are you courting death?"

The cold killer move rushed towards his face in a blink of an eye, and he didn't hold back at all. If he took it abruptly, even Feng Yang, who has a golden core cultivation base, would lose his ability to move in a short time...

And if Fengyang resists, the fluctuation of spiritual power, which is completely different from the magic cultivator, will make everyone around realize that righteous monks have mixed into the demon realm.

There are constant internal struggles in the magic cultivator, but it is very exclusive.

If the identity of Fengyang, a little phoenix that has not yet fully grown, is discovered...

It's like a rabbit entering a wolf's den, it will be gnawed until there are no bones left.

Whether this trick is accepted or not, the end will be very miserable.

Sure enough, Feng Yang didn't intend to hold back, the fiery red light kept jumping in the palm of his hand, and he was about to summon his red scimitar...

Ji Xingyun's expression turned serious.

He reached out and took Fengyang's wrist, prompting him to stop and summon Saber.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Xingyun blocked Feng Yang behind him with his eyes closed, relying on the many defensive magic weapons on his body.

His face was very pale, and his eyelashes fluttered constantly.

It's not that Ji Xingyun is not afraid. The assassin who died tragically under their hands left a great psychological shadow on him. Even though he knew that the lives of people here are worthless, he personally killed Moxiu in the secret realm to survive...

But at that time, he was unconscious, he had no idea what he had done, and his memory was blurred, as if separated by a thick layer of thick fog.

Unlike now, he clearly saw how that person died.

A living person died in front of his eyes like this, and he couldn't adapt.

The demon cultivator has a cold nature, even if he is so stupid and steals his texts to his compatriots, he will not show mercy to the righteous people.

Once Fengyang reveals his identity, what awaits him will be... everyone's siege.

After all, Feng Yang came here to find him, he couldn't just watch him fall into danger.

The palm wind carried by the spiritual power blows the broken hair on the side of the face, and the defensive spiritual weapons hanging on the waist are also broken into pieces one by one. A dazzling white beam of light rises into the sky, breaking through the thick clouds, revealing a blue sky. the firmament.

The sharp nails entangled in black mist barely stopped on the mask, making a shrill and sharp sound.

The pure white radiance suddenly surged, shaking the demon cultivator in front of him several meters away.

And the place where the brilliance blooms is precisely the inconspicuous white jade bracelet on Ji Xingyun's wrist.

The ultimate move cast was returned several times, Moxiu spat out blood, his neck limp and fell to the ground, his limbs twisted and twitched, and he kept twitching.

It seemed that he was only a short distance away from dying on the spot, and there was probably no possibility of surviving afterwards.

Everyone was stunned, and the noisy crowd suddenly became dead silent, like a ridiculous mime, with the same shocked expression, and several frozen eyes stayed on Moxiu's painful and shaking body.

No one expected things to turn out like this.

The demon cultivators under the command of Mozun are all above the Nascent Soul stage, and any one selected from them is a master among the masters, with profound cultivation and powerful strength. In the cultivation world, they can also disturb the peace of one party. The murders they committed are innumerable.

It was such a Nascent Soul peak power who died in the hands of two inconspicuous young girls.

Oh, it's still alive, and it's still vomiting blood.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you run away?!"

Ji Xingyun pushed Fengyang hard, and he couldn't care less about continuing to pretend to be dumb at such a critical moment.

But when Feng Yang heard his voice, he seemed to be stupid. He was caught off guard by his push and almost fell into a shit. He stared straight at his face, as if he had suffered some kind of fatal spiritual blow, or What is the unbearable weight of life, the eyes began to slack.

Ji Xingyun closed his eyes, trying to calm down his complicated emotions.

Fengyang, are you in a daze without seeing the situation clearly? !

He grabbed the young man in red by the wrist and pulled him up from the ground. With the other hand, he lifted up the hem of his skirt and pushed away the crowd. He tore it off angrily, and threw it on the ground.

Ji Xingyun tried hard to call out the gate of the secret realm, but his headache was about to split, but the gate was still flickering, but did not take a real shape.

There are several hours left in the cooling time, even if he squeezes out the last trace of spiritual power in his dantian, he still can't summon it.

The bracelet on the wrist is still shining, full of presence.

Ji Xingyun recalled when Qin Gui gave him the jade bracelet, his steady voice was still in his ears... a few defensive barriers were engraved on it... senior brother is so enthusiastic and pushy, in case he offends someone someday...

Ever since Qin Guifeng tricked him into wearing this irremovable bracelet, Ji Xingyun's trust in him has dropped again and again. No matter what a man does or says, he has to carefully reflect whether there is a flaw in it.

What he never expected was that this man lied to him several times, but he was telling the truth in this respect.

But if you call this kind of thing a defensive magic weapon, won't your conscience hurt?

Are you a defensive weapon?This is a big killer, right? !

What formation and structure, how can it reflect damage?Even if the damage bounces back, it's super doubled!

Caught them all by surprise!

Ji Xingyun, who hoped to disappear from everyone, did not want to show such limelight at all.

With Fengyang and Qin Gui, his plan to escape in a low-key manner was shattered in advance.

He paid such a high...price to escape from the Demon Realm, why did fate treat him like this!

Ji Xingyun thought with great grief and indignation.

At this time, Moxiu behind him also recovered from the disbelief, turned into wisps of black smoke and chased him up extremely quickly.

Seeing that he and Fengyang were about to be surrounded, a huge gap suddenly opened in the void in front of him, as if someone had casually tore a gap through the back of the space for people to pass through.

What followed... There was also a strong coercion comparable to Mount Tai, which pressed heavily on everyone's shoulders, making everyone present unnaturally stiff and unable to move.

The sense of fear gushes out from the depths of the soul continuously, and melts into the limbs and bones.

Someone stepped out of nothing.

Ji Xingyun's pupils contracted suddenly, and he watched the man in black clothes wave his hand casually, and the void that was still shattering was immediately intact as before.

The man raised his eyes, his expression was cold, and his pair of bright golden pupils were shining brightly, like a god descending into the world.

He glanced at the black mist not far away, and remembered something, and an inorganic killing intent began to gather in his eyes.

Then he lowered his eyes slightly, and happened to bump into Ji Xingyun's eyes.

The gaze that was originally as calm as a pool of stagnant water suddenly fluctuated, like a breeze blowing across the water surface, causing subtle ripples.

Ji Xingyun's first reaction was to cover his face with his sleeves

, for fear of being recognized who he is.

So much to cover up, but there is no 300 taels of silver here.

Ji Xingyun put down his sleeves again belatedly, his eyes were in a trance, and the successive shocks calmed him down, but it was not so much calm as he was stunned that he hadn't understood the development of the current situation.

He was full of questions.

Why did Qin Gui come?