Daozun and I turned the enemy into gay[Jian San]

"The devil energy is so strong, won't they endanger their lives?"

As if they were citing Changyan's words for Yingying, before they entered the mountain gate, disciples wailed one after another from the air:

"I... my meridians!"

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"Elder, save...save me! Save me!"

"what happened!"

The elder of Baishuizong didn't have time to think about it, he asked without waiting for an answer, and immediately Yufeng wanted to stride in.

Before he could walk a few steps, black silk suddenly emerged from his body like a tangled thread. The elder was like a marionette pulled by the black silk, and he couldn't help himself.

He twitched all over his body, and black threads climbed along his meridians and spread to his face, like a dense spider web, which looked terrifying.

The devilish energy raged in the elder's body, as if the seeds had taken root and sprouted from the bones. The heart-piercing pain made the elder tremble with a "ho-ho" from his mouth.

He's not alone.

The Patriarch of the Baishui Sect, Shu Ning, and Yu Xiangyang staggered and fell to the ground one after another. The black mist dissipated from their bodies and merged with the ones floating from the gate of the Baishui Sect, rising into a dark cloud.

Dark clouds slowly rise up, covering the sky in the daytime.

In an instant, the sky darkened and the situation changed.

Even the long river that surrounds the Baishuizong has a gloomy and cold aura.

There were screams in the ears, people in the Baishui sect were crying and rolling everywhere, and the magic breath skyrocketed.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a Shura hell.

Yin Changyan was young after all, unable to hold his breath, he drew his sword and said angrily: "The person behind the back should be killed! How innocent are ordinary people?"

What do ordinary people do?

yes.Shu Yao lowered his eyelids, covering the obscure sarcasm in his pupils.

It's a pity that in Gusha's lineage, there is never right or wrong, innocent or not.

There is only a distinction between those who can kill and those who cannot.

When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were bright again, without the slightest hesitation, he smiled at Yin Changyan and said: "I want to cut a strange acupuncture point, Senior Brother Lao will protect me once."

When Yin Changyan was about to agree, Wei Heng moved faster than them.

The dark cloud seems to have sensed something in the dark, and it is afraid to retreat a little bit.

The sword light pierced through the sky like a long rainbow, and finally fell into the sky like a scorching sun.

Light drives out darkness.

Wei Heng's sun and moon came out of the sheath.

Under the sun and the moon, there is no darkness.

The blade of his sword shined brightly, and for a moment it was not clear what kind of sword it was, but it made people suspicious that it was a round of tomorrow hanging high on the gate of the Nine Heavens Palace in his hand.

The sun does not need people to see what shape it is.

Naturally aloof and majestic.

The last trace of black mist was strangled cleanly.

Shu Yao laughed, there was no longer the cold mockery in his eyebrows and eyes, like a flower branch melted with ice and snow.

He and Wei Heng came here for the news of the demonic species.

Of course, it is best to follow the clues, follow the clues revealed by the two sects of Qingshan and Baishui, find out the magic method that should not exist in the world, and catch the instigators behind it except for the Seven Kills.

If Wei Heng makes a move, Killing can easily kill the rioting monsters in the hands of the two sects, but in the future, the clues will be interrupted and there will be nowhere to start.

This is really a dilemma.

If the demon seeds on them are not destroyed, the people in the two sects of Qingshan Baishui will most likely die.

If the demon seeds are wiped out, they will be completely wiped out under the sun and the moon, and they will follow the clues to track down the ball.

There's nothing for them to track down.

The relationship between the demon species is not only the hundreds of lives in the green mountains and white waters, but also another melee that may be provoked by the immortals and demons in the future, with tens of millions of casualties.

In comparison, the hundreds of lives in Qingshan Baishui seem to be insignificant.

Wei Heng didn't think so.

The unsheathed Sun and Moon Zhaobi showed his attitude at a glance.

Shu Yao didn't think so either.

If Wei Heng draws his sword a moment later, he will hand out a move of Jian Zhuan Liuyun with a cold voice, and completely dispel the demon seeds in the human body of the two sects.

There was deliberately suppressed eagerness in Yin Changyan's voice: "It's the Rizhao Tianmen! It's very appropriate to use it in the current scene."

Under the bright sun, all demons and ghosts can't hide.

Hearing his words, Shu Yao frowned very briefly, and something was wrong in his heart.

Wei Heng enters the Tao with the sword, which is in line with the way of heaven.

Just looking at it with his sword, it makes a lot of sense.

The sun and the moon shine on the wall, one is the sun and the other is the lunar yin. It happens that yin and yang form a perfect Tai Chi.

It stands to reason that there should be both the sun and the moon under Wei Heng's sword.

How can we only see the sun but not the moon?

Shu Yao didn't think much about it.

Maybe it's because Dao Zun felt that the small scene was not worth his full effort, or that the meaning of the sun was more suitable for chasing away the demonic energy.

The dark clouds receded, and a round of tomorrow hung high in the sky again. When he looked at the sword in Wei Heng's hand again, did he still look unstoppable?

It's just an average sword, the length is the length of most swords, and the width is the width of most swords.

Wei Heng's expression was as cold as the sword's body grazing his throat, and the murderous intent poked out his head: "Come out."

The sun and the moon shine on the wall, and the body of the sword keeps singing.

After an accident, the members of the Qingshan Baishui sect fainted to the ground. The Baishui was secluded, the ancient trees were gray, and the sky was far away, so they became silent.

Only the sun and the moon shine on the wall, and the sound is louder and louder, as if it can't wait to get out of its sheath and drink blood.

"It's useless." Shu Yao walked a few steps to Wei Heng's side, and said in his mouth, "In terms of fear of death, no one can compare to the Seven Kills. I'm afraid he just arrived in Jin State, and when he sensed that you were attacking here, he would be afraid of death." Run away immediately."

This desire to survive is really strong.

But they really couldn't kill them.

After all, Shu Yao's realm is not as good as before. Under Qisha's deliberate shielding, even with the help of Shapolang Samsung, he still can't sense Qisha's exact position.

As for Wei Heng, he and Qi Sha are both at the peak of Mahayana, even though he is a bit better, Wei Heng is hard to find even if Qi Sha tries his best to hide.

Wei Heng remained silent.

After a long while, Fang said: "After the matter is over, I will go to the magic palace myself."

Seven kills can't hide for a lifetime and never return to the magic palace.

Shu Yao sighed: "Wait, so why did we make this trip to Jin?"

Anyway, in the end, he went directly to confront Seven Kills.

Was it to discover Shu Ning, the cheap brother of the original body?

Yin Changyan comforted him and said: "Junior brother wants to be more active, at least get rid of the devil seeds on so many people."

The person paralyzed on the ground gradually woke up.

Most of them were pale and dull, obviously not recovering.

The Patriarch of Baishui Sect was concerned about the death of his beloved son, so he quickly turned his head and cried: "What did my son do wrong to be targeted by that damned devil! Why would he give his life for nothing?"

Shu Yao stared at him.

It's strange that he has nothing in common with the suzerain of Beidou Sect.

But Shu Yao could see some resemblance from the two of them.

He pressed his fingertips tighter on the cold voice, without feeling any pain.

Until I heard Shu Ning's whispering voice of inquiry: "May I ask, are you seniors from the highest sect of immortality?"

Those weird monsters forced them to be helpless, almost dying, but they were wiped out by these three people. Shu Ning is not stupid, how could he not think of the identities of these three people?

Except for the disciples carefully cultivated by the Shangzong of the Immortal Dao, who can easily recognize and get rid of the devil seeds?

He and the Patriarch of the Baishui Sect were in vain as golden pills, and they never noticed any abnormalities in their bodies.

The smoker gave a yes.

Shu Ning breathed a sigh of relief, his smile deepened, and his tone became more cautious: "I dare to ask Senior Shangzong, have you ever heard of a person named Shu Yao in the immortal way?"

Shu Yao hurriedly opened his mouth as if he was afraid of being preempted by someone, and cut off Yin Changyan's conversation in a decisive tone: "No!"

Yin Changyan was confused, and slowly looked at Shu Yao.

If he remembered correctly, Dao Zun's new disciple was called Shu Yao.

Shu Ning did not doubt that there was him, and sighed sadly: "To be honest, there was an accident in my family when I was young, and only my younger brother and my younger brother survived. Unfortunately, my younger brother was separated from my younger brother, and when I arrived in Jin Kingdom, I was taken in by my tutor. Afterwards, the juniors in the state of Jin have been searching for traces of the younger brother, but to no avail."

There was a bit of a wry smile on his face: "This junior has also searched in the Immortal Dao several times, but there is still no news. Thinking that the last sect is well-informed, far from being comparable to a mere junior, I dare to use all my wealth to ask my senior to search for one or two on my behalf."

Shu Yao said nothing.

He remembered that when Shu Ning heard the news that the young master of the Whitewater Sect had a demon seed, his tough behavior was completely different from before.

excusable.

Shu Ning was deeply harmed by the demon cultivator, and was found to have slaughtered his entire family.

His lost parents, siblings, and warmth of blood are truly indelible.

Besides, magic repair is not a good thing.

should be disgusted.

Shu Yao has been cultivating demons for 300 years, and he knows that no matter whether you are from the lineage of Tian Xing or Gusha, anyone who has entered the way of demons deserves to be cast aside.

What's more, Yi Shuning's hatred for Moxiu?

Do you want to tell Shu Ning that your brother is not only alive, but also living a prosperous life, and even entered the way of the devil, becoming a greedy wolf envoy whose authority is second only to the demon king?

What a big ironic joke.

Even though he and Shu Ning are not brothers, they still inherited the relationship between the original body and the Patriarch of the Shu family in order to get their present life.

He hasn't reached the point of being a wolf, how can he have the face to speak out?

Shu Yao wanted to laugh a little.

But he didn't smile, and he couldn't say a word to answer Shu Ning.

It was as if there was a knife stuck in his throat, and if he moved his throat a little, it would be ground to a bloody mess.

Yin Changyan's eyes switched back and forth between the two of them, trying to sort out the current situation.

Well, Shu Yao is Shu Ning's long-lost younger brother. Shu Ning tried everything possible to find his trace, but he didn't know that his younger brother was standing in front of him.

However, Shu Ning's younger brother was standing in front of him, trying to deny his existence to him.

Yin Changyan was shocked for the second time since he knew Shu Yao.

What kind of bloody and chaotic plot is this?

Can't Jianxiu have something to say quickly?Is it not good to talk about things as simply and neatly as if drawing a sword?

"I know Shu Yao."

Wei Heng said.

Even under the bright sun at noon, his eyebrows and eyes are still like a statue carved out of cold ice jade. The fine and handsome is only one aspect, but more is the eternal indifference of sitting on the altar and not caring about world affairs.

Shu Yao gave a short, low laugh, unable to tell if he was laughing at himself, or at this shit's fate.

Yin Changyan stared blankly at the development of this good show with nine twists and eighteen turns.

Wei Heng said calmly: "He was accepted as a disciple by Daoist Wei Heng, so I think he is doing well."

Citing Changyan saw that Shu Yao's shoulders were trembling slightly, and the sun was shining into the shadows of trees all over the mountain in Baishuizong. Under the mixed light and shadow, his eyes were sore for a moment.

So, I thought to myself in confusion, what kind of chaos is this?