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

Qisha's expression darkened little by little.

Po Jun can understand Seven Kills very well.

In terms of the lives of his subordinates, the Seven Killers of the Demonic Dao had killed the most.The souls of the dead can fill the most prosperous city, bleeding rivers and bones filling mountains.

That is to say, he and Shu Yao are bold people. On weekdays, which Mahayana demon cultivator who is not majestic outside, sees Qi Sha disrespect and stays away, unable to retreat, trembling like a quail?

How can there be a novel experience of being asked back by the juniors?

Understanding is understanding, Po Jun shyly buried his head in Shu Yao's arms even tighter.

Of course, his Mahayana spiritual sense sensed a ray of sword energy from the sun and the moon shining in the sky above.

But this doesn't matter to Po Jun anymore.

As long as Qi Sha doesn't let Qi Sha see his true face, it doesn't matter even if he has to face the sun and the moon.

The word "Qi Sha" squeezed out from between the teeth, a bit like the howling wind on the eve of the storm, which made people feel ominous: "How dare you talk to me like this?"

The folding fan hit the table with a loud "click".

Gu Chibi said in a grumpy voice: "When will the envoy of the Seven Killers go around in circles like this?"

Yin Changyan hesitated to speak, "That... I'll say it again, in fact, Dao Zun is on top."

After saying that, Gu Chi pen gave him a stern look.

She can speak and fight, among the big disciples of the six sects, those who can fight with her can't beat her, and those who can argue with her——

Not yet.

Therefore, it is a bit of a style of saying nothing.

Gu Chi raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of contempt: "What? The envoy of the Seven Killers speaks in a twist and turn, like a coil of mosquito coils going around. You have to learn from others that you can't find a single serious sentence in ten sentences?"

How could this girl still be alive and kicking and not be beaten to death?

Yin Changyan endured it again and again, he didn't let the "Draw your sword!"

Shu Yao coaxed Po Jun a few words in a soft voice, and turned to the Seven Killers, asking coldly: "Why did the Seven Killers come here? Why don't you tell me about it. Otherwise, you will be delayed, and the sun and the moon may not necessarily wait for it to shine." Sorry."

The four looked at him with admiration.

How else can I say he is the first disciple of Daoist Master?

Taking up Dao Zun's tiger skin as a banner is to be more familiar with them than them, and to be more confident.

He described it as cold, but let Po Jun find out some of the original appearance of Tanlang, so that he can temporarily ignore the woman in Shu Yao's arms, and the sun and moon in the sky, and treat him with the original attitude towards Tanlang.

Seeing the expression between his brows, he said in a deep voice, "I'm here this time, and I have something for you to bring to you."

At this time, the general who had been ignored for a long time by the six of them, who talked to each other like a big show on stage, finally had a chance to speak.

He did a lot of psychological construction for himself several times in his heart.

Immortal masters are real immortal masters.

The same sect of the immortal master should also be a real immortal master.

They're just a little bit of a special hobby.

Experts in the world, there must always be some special hobbies to show that they are different.

No one said that a master of the world can't perform acrobatics and sing big shows, right?

The so-called great hidden in the city, right?

After confirming that his psychological defense line was as solid as a city wall, the general took a deep breath, stepped out, and said affectionately to Seven Kills with his heart full of praise: "This immortal master is the same as the immortal master behind the last general. Fellow Daoist?"

Before Qi Sha could say anything, he hurriedly forced himself to finish: "When I saw you today, you really have an extraordinary demeanor, which makes people forget the commonplace. No wonder the immortal master hurriedly asked for the answer after seeing His Majesty explaining the whole story. Came to see you."

"..."

Outside the isolation formation, the sky was filled with boiling, and the noise almost shook the leaves to the ground.

Is there more than just the silence that can be heard when a needle is dropped in the isolation camp?

Several people looked at me and I looked at you, and they all doubted life unanimously in the same blankness on each other's faces.

Shu Yao is no exception.

He subconsciously tightened his arms around Po Jun, and murmured: "Are they so good at playing with immortality?"

Po Jun Youyou raised half of his beautiful face: "Isn't it important that there are people who are brave enough to love Seven Kills?"

They looked at each other with lingering fear, and sighed one after another:

"Know how to play or Xiandao can play."

"Sure enough, people live for a long time, nothing is impossible."

Amidst the bewildering silence, the general's complimenting smile gradually froze on his face.

He began to helplessly reflect on what he said and what he did wrong.

Could it be that I shouldn't round up this field?

Or is it that the current immortal master is so unaffected by foreign things that he doesn't want to hear compliments?

When the general was blaming himself for his vulgar thoughts and was extremely ashamed, Qi Sha froze and tried his best to suppress his emotions very lightly, and became the ruthless envoy of Qi Sha:

"I have lived for hundreds of years, and it is really novel to be called an immortal teacher for the first time."

Yin Changyan said: "I see the clothes of the disciples behind him, like the disciples of Dazheng Academy?"

The implication is that it is not us who are blind.

Huai Shuangjian affirmed, "It's not from Xuanshan."

Xuan Shan's reputation cannot be harmed either.

Under Gu Chi's stern gaze, the disciple regained his sanity.

He rushed over, trying to grab Gu Chibi's lapel, but was pushed away by Gu Chibi's disgust. The disciple cried out with 12 points of sincerity: "Senior Sister Mingjian! I really don't like Seven Killers!!! "

The voice is also really loud, hovering in the sky.

Attract a bunch of Mahayanas from the sky to communicate with each other:

"Who is so and so? Who likes the Seven Killers?"

"Seven Killers? This is a novelty."

"Who is so hard to think about it? Among the three envoys of the evil way, instead of liking the rumored most handsome and gossip-filled Tanlang, and not liking Po Jun, a female cultivator who robbed him of his head, he desperately fell in love with the envoy of Seven Killers?"

The Mahayanas opened their consciousness curiously and looked at the capital.

In the end, the dean of Dazheng Academy was almost bombarded by dozens of sound transmissions, which can be roughly classified as:

"Dean! Bow your head! Your disciple fell in love with the Seven Killers!"

The dean looked indifferent and turned off the sound transmission.

Today's practitioners, if they don't study hard and practice hard, they think about what they have all day long.

The world is going downhill, and people's hearts are immortal.

The disciples don't know what the Mahayana seniors in the sky are thinking.

But this didn't prevent him from being wronged, he didn't even want the demeanor of an immortal teacher who had been tense in front of the general, and he almost cried out to prove his innocence: "Senior sister! I really don't like Seven Killers! I I came here specially to find you!"

He turned his head and stared at the general viciously: "It's all because he misidentified the person! He recognized Moxiu as my fellow disciple."

Only then did the general realize that it was a joke he had made.

He scratched his head in embarrassment, and murmured to himself how could I blame me.

It's an immortal master, you are more active in selling arts in the same discipline. Is this something that a serious immortal master can do?

I choose the compliment that looks the most normal and imposing, how do I know that he is a demon cultivator?

There was a faint intention of defection in the general's heart.

It seems that magic cultivators are more reliable than immortal masters.

Master Xian...is it really all right?

On the other side, the disciple stubbornly endured the tears of grievance and faltering, and clarified the whole story to Gu Chibi in the future.

He continued: "Senior Sister's method is useful, but there are millions of people in the capital city, and it is inevitable that there will be fish who slip through the net who don't want to watch tricks and have demon seeds."

Gu Chibi nodded, motioning for him to continue talking.

The disciple said: "So I thought about telling the emperor here, let the army intervene, and list the people in the city one by one, so that we can take action directly."

"rational."

Gu Chibi thought for a moment, then made a decision: "Do as you say, and go see the emperor here."

She did what she said, and her figure flew half a street away like a wind and cloud, causing others to chase after her.

Qi Sha was hesitant to let Xue Tian order, so he also chased after him.

So in the end, the six of them met the emperor together in the palace study.

The emperor noticed the cold and murderous spirit overflowing from his body at the first glance, the seven killings that made people's heart shudder.

This really can not blame him and the general.

After all, Seven Kills is the pinnacle of the Mahayana that has governed the evil way for a hundred years. With Shu Yao and Po Jun deliberately pretending to be sick and pale, and the other deliberately pretending to be charming, their aura naturally overwhelmed everyone present.

At any rate, the state of Jin has a sect of cultivation, so the emperor would not be ignorant of it, let alone put on airs to them.

Immediately put down his posture and came to greet him personally, seeing his humility and enthusiasm: "I would like to thank all the immortal masters for their kindness and help."

"The reason for this has already been explained to the widow by the immortal master before."

As he spoke, he was about to ask Qi Sha: "Is there any way for the immortal master to deal with it?"

Qisha Chaodou stopped the emperor's hand.

Seven kills said coldly, without a trace of vitality: "I am a demon cultivator."

After finishing his sentence, he added emphatically: "I am in charge of the devil seed."

So even if the mortal world is ignorant and has never heard of the name of the envoy of the Seven Killers, please show him some respect.

Don't call him indiscriminately, let him retain the last dignity of a lonely demon cultivator.

Sure enough, while the emperor wanted to maintain his majesty as a monarch, he was inevitably a little flustered, and even glanced at several people in an attempt to ask for help.

Qisha's expression softened slightly.

Although there is nothing to be proud of to be feared by a mere mortal emperor.

But it's better than being called Immortal Master and having your reputation damaged.

The emperor looked at the immortals on the left, and the seven kills on the right, trying to calm down, and asked them dumbly: "Then the immortal masters are going to fight first?"

Seven kills: "..."

If possible, he really doesn't really want to fight Wei Heng.

He remembered his mission to Jin.

"No need." Seven kills pointed at Shu Yao, "I have a few words to say to him."

Clank a few times.

There were two swords, one was guarding Shu Yao, and three pairs of eyes looked at him vigilantly.

The emperor, who didn't know the ins and outs, smiled happily: "That's great! The widow originally thought that the palace should not be given up for the immortal masters to fight."

He felt sorry for Qi Ran: "After all, the national treasury is tight, and it is not easy to rebuild a palace."

"No need to fight, no need to rebuild the palace, that would be great!"

Seven kills: "..."

His mentality collapsed for the second time.

He even wanted to kill the emperor and sacrifice the sword.

But with the sun and the moon shining on the wall, he couldn't.

Seven kills could only suppress the tyrannical feelings in his heart, and said to Shu Yao: "I have a word for you, Your Honor."

Shu Yao raised her eyelids coolly: "Senior Sister Gu is really right, she said everything from the West Market to the Imperial Palace."

"I don't know if the Seven Killing Envoys are made from mosquito-repellent incense, or are they reincarnated after knowing it?"

Daoist is here.

Can't kill.

Seven kills will not be able to kill people and recited silently three times in their hearts before they stopped the impulse and said gloomyly: "My lord said, if you cultivate Gusha, he will be happy to share the magic way with you."

"Well shameless."

It wasn't Shu Yao who spoke first.

Gu Chibi's smile was half a smile, and his irony was not concealed: "I don't want to say anything if I like him, but he is a Daoist disciple with a bright future. Why should I go back and cultivate Gusha with you?"

"Before you speak, can you think about whether you have the confidence to speak?"

"Too much."

Po Jun was aggrieved, and sent a voice transmission to Shu Yao: "Why should I fall out with Rang Xuetian, and he will not stop dying, chasing me to the ends of the earth; you and Rang Xuetian have a falling out, stab him twice and tear him down twice House, can you still share the magic path with him?"

He was deeply shaken by doubts: "A hundred years ago, were we really friends and brothers with Rang Xuetian?"

Don't tell him that Shu Yao bought one and got two free for him and Seven Kills, right?

Seven kills are actually very vacillating.

But he didn't listen to Xuetian, and came out to say a word to Shu Yao, what else could he do?

Is it possible to let Xuetian chanting "Ziwei Secret Realm Ziwei Secret Realm" all day long, just waiting for the day when she can't hold it anymore and draws the sword to hurt both sides?

Shu Yao gave an ordinary "Oh".

Not too outraged, but not surprised either.

The familiarity with each other is enough for Qisha to confirm Shu Yao's identity.

There is no second person in the world who can learn such arrogance as Tanlang.

Not only is he not superficial and frivolous, but he is even dazzlingly good-looking, making people unable to resist the urge to bow their heads and surrender to his beauty.

Shu Yao said: "Okay, then you can also tell Xuetian for me."

"If he is willing to transfer to Tianxing."

The corner of Shu Yao's mouth twitched, and his eyes were deeply ridiculed: "Then I'd better trouble him to wash his neck and wait for death."

Except for Po Jun, who had known his deadly character for a long time, the other three were all shocked by Shu Yao's words.

They are conceited, conceited, frivolous, frivolous, after all, they are juniors who have not entered the Mahayana, and they can clearly understand their own weight.

Of course he didn't dare to speak wild words like Shu Yao.

Yin Changyan said: "Junior brother Shu has such a temperament, it is a pity that he no longer practice swords."

Thinking of the culprit who made Shu Yao abandon his sword to practice medicine, Ci Changyan dared to prick and stare secretly at the sky, regretfully daring not to speak out.

Little did they know that the sword energy of the person stared at by him soared at this moment, making people dare not even look directly at him.

In a short period of time, Mahayana wiped off the second cold sweat of the day, trying to persuade Wei Heng: "Dao Zun, the Seven Kills made him—"

In the middle of Mahayana's speech, after thinking about it, I felt that poaching people's corners and cutting off people's incense and hatred seemed really hard to persuade.

Besides, since the purpose of Seven Kills is clear, there is no need to stand on the sidelines.

So Mahayana changed his words in the middle: "Seven kills make him really hateful! Why don't you teach him a lesson and let him know my disciples of immortality, he shouldn't be delusional!"

It was so good that he could not die, and before he could finish his last word, the palace was filled with blood.

With Mahayana's eyesight, it's not difficult to see that Qisha stopped the Xiandao people first, and then tried to escape.

Mingguang Dasheng rose suddenly, like the sun shining through the Tianmen Gate, he couldn't help but forcefully stop the blood light.

It is also a person with apprentices, Mahayana picked up the magic weapon, and was about to go down with the enemy and Dao Zun to teach the Seven Killers a lesson, let him know the truth of not randomly poaching people's corners, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Wei Heng's expression.

On top of Dao Zun's moodiness and anger all the year round, there is an unprecedented two points of Shen Ning that can be explored carefully.

Mahayana's heart sank suddenly.

What can Dao Zun find difficult?

He looked down and suddenly realized.

Not only is there a thousand miles of ground below his feet, but there is also a demonic aura that rises like black smoke from the flat ground in the originally peaceful and peaceful town, and stretches out to thousands of miles in circles, covering the entire mortal world.

Like sparks starting a prairie fire, echoing each other from afar.

Mahayana's throat was dry: "How could this be?"

He raised his head again, and saw fellow Taoists sitting in towns within a thousand miles of each other shooting magic auras, yelling and catching the demon cultivators, looking extremely angry, as if they had a bone-chilling hatred.

The five people in the palace also noticed a change in their breath.

Shu Yao noticed more than they did.

"You didn't come here just to give me a word for Ren Xuetian."

Shu Yao looked at the Seven Kills who were stopped by Sun Moon Zhaobi, and all the causes and consequences were connected together, "You want to tell all the lonely demon cultivators in the mortal world that the Seven Kills are here, forcing them to detonate the demon seeds."

He held Han Sheng Ji Ying's hand tightly, but he still couldn't stop trembling slightly.

It's extreme anger.

Yin Changyan, Gu Chibi, and Huai Shuangjian were like falling into the fog, unable to understand.

Po Jun explained to them: "Originally there was a senior from the Immortal Dao who confronted the Demon Cultivator, and the Demon Cultivator did not dare to detonate the Demon Seed casually, because he knew that after the detonation, most of them would die in the hands of the Senior Immortal Dao. At the same time, the Senior Immortal Dao also worried about the Demon Cultivator. The ability to detonate the demon seeds, I am afraid that they will be caught in a deadly trap, and I dare not attack the demon cultivators lightly."

This principle is well known to all three.

What they don't know is—

Po Jun continued: "But the arrival of the Seven Killers will break this balance."

"Let Xuetian tell the lonely demon cultivator in the mortal world with seven kills that he either waits to die or detonates the demon seed, trying to struggle to survive in the hands of the immortal."

"The former is 100% dead, and the latter is lucky, and there may be no way out."

Gu Chibi didn't speak.

She has always been eloquent and has a brilliant pen. As long as she wants, she can make Xue Tian write three books in one breath without repetition or rest.

But even if it is to hang Xuetian on the pillar of shame, what's the use?

He threw away his demon king sitting upright, and the suffering of the people outside being controlled by the demon species, and the tears shed by his relatives and friends for it were not fake.

Yin Changyan's voice was slightly hoarse, and he asked, "Is there any other way?"

Po Jun said, "It's gone."

His pitiful and delicate demeanor is gone, replaced by Yin Changyan's obscure meaning that is difficult to understand, adding some wonderful thickness to his beauty for no reason:

"I didn't notice, and neither did Shu Yao."

They should have been the ones who knew Ren Xuetian best.

No one expected Xue Tian to be so ruthless, not only to kill the Heavenly Punishment, but also to cut off the wrists of the strong men of the Gusha lineage.

It's like killing [-] enemies and hurting yourself a thousand.

Otherwise, he and Wei Heng would work together, even though the seven kills had the support of the demon seed, they would be enough to control the seven kills.

"Mortal people are weak in body. Once they are manipulated by demons, those with strong wills can survive, but it will only be the end of the day, and the time is numbered."

"Either, let them fend for themselves; or, kill them..."

Po Jun didn't care what the three of them were thinking, he helped Shu Yao, and said to him: "Don't think too much, it's not your fault. No one thought that Ren Xuetian would be so unscrupulous and crazy. If I am wrong, I have the strength to spare, and I am a little more wrong than you."

Shu Yao didn't know if he heard it or not.

He has been refusing to let go of Qi Sha's gaze, and has been holding the cold sound silent shadow tightly in his hand.

Seven kills thought about Po Jun.

Xu Shi was dazzled by Wei Heng's photo of the sun and the moon, he actually felt that the woman in front of him had been reborn, and he was quite familiar with it.

But his drowsy mind really didn't allow him to think about the origin of this familiar smell.

Shu Yao tightened his grip on the sword, and said, "I really want to kill you, Seven Kills."

A voice washed away the muddy dust: "I am here."

I don't know whether Wei Heng is responding to the sentence "I'm here" he once promised to Shu Yao, or simply responding to the sentence Shu Yao said to him, "When I kill seven kills, you must be present."

Anyway, Shu Yao didn't know it himself, he furrowed his brows tightly, and unknowingly loosened them a little.

******

Without saying a word, Xuan and Peak Master looked at the mortals who spontaneously assembled into a team and were temporarily blocked by her sword energy barrier.

There are men and women, old and young, both beautiful and ugly, fat and thin, but they are full of demons, with pale faces, upturned eyeballs, and dark purple lips.

Normal people were frightened and fled in all directions, with their doors and windows closed.

Xuan and Peak Master knew that his sword energy barrier could only stop them for a while.

Not to mention how many fish that slip through the net that she can't stop will walk around the streets and spread the demon seeds to more innocent mortals, just in front of her eyes, once she goes crazy, either her sword energy will be destroyed, or her sword energy will be destroyed They die.

Xuanhe Peak Master turned a deaf ear to the voices of the disciples behind him anxiously asking for her opinion.

She saw with her own eyes that mortals became more and more restless, and the restless voices could not be stopped from their throats and mouths.

When the long sword is unsheathed, the light is as clear as autumn water covered with frost, clear and clear.

Just like the sword heart of Xuanhe Peak Lord.

Xuan and Peak Master turned around, still the disciple Xuanshan was familiar with her gentle appearance: "You go first, I will take care of this here."

The disciple seemed to understand her thoughts, and said in disbelief: "Peak Master! That's a mortal!"

"So what about mortals?" Xuanhe Peak Master sternly yelled, "What they want to kill is more mortals last year!"

Seeing her disciples staying where they were without saying a word, she softened her heart and said, "I also don't want to draw my sword against them. With the current development, I can do simple calculations."

That clear light has already explained everything.

Xuanhe Peak Master said: "If there is a karmic thunder, this is my own choice, and I am willing to bear it alone."

Accompanying her out of the sheath was Riyue Zhaobi.

After Po Jun explained, the three of them understood the current situation very well.

All the mortals with demon seeds were detonated by the demon cultivators.

Afterwards, they hacked the demon cultivator into thousands of cuts, which was not enough for a mortal to start over with the demon seeds in the body.

And the mortals controlled by the demon seed lost all sanity, thinking only how to kill more people, how to spread the demon seed to more people.

What the mortal world will face is more than a purgatory-like situation on earth?

With your eyes closed, you can also imagine the dead bodies under the water stuffed with mud and sand, withered grass and wild crows accompanied by white bones.

Gu Chibi wanted to say something, but didn't say anything.

The matter has come to this point, only the person who has the devil seed can be killed.

However, practitioners who kill mortals must have retribution.

At least it will break the situation and meet the sky thunder, and at the worst, the soul will be scattered and there will be no afterlife.

Wei Heng's meaning is also obvious.

The matter of the devil seed is enough for him to shine a sword, so he doesn't have to involve many other people.

But how can they feel at ease?

Yin Changyan didn't have as much as Gu Chibi thought, so he was the fastest to get out of the sheath of the pearl.

The sword light broke through the dust and fog, and his figure disappeared outside the palace with the sword light, where the demons gathered.

Then there is the jade hidden in the stone in Huaishuangjian, and the frost flowers are frozen on the ground.

Gu Chi's pen was nowhere to be seen.

There was an extra folding fan in Po Jun's hand, and he asked Shu Yao: "Seven kills will definitely die?"

Shu Yao replied, "I will."

Po Jun's voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself: "Then I don't have any worries."

Don't worry about image damage, Pojun makes women's clothing rumors known all over the world.

Having said that, Po Jun wanted to unfold his folding fan, and the rare birds and flowers on the fan seemed eager to break free from the paper.

Caught back by one hand.

That hand was very beautiful, from the wrist to the fingertips, everything was as fine and slender as a jade carving, and as shiny as a pile of snow.

What's even more powerful is that the owner of the hand not only grabbed Po Junshi's fan, but also blocked the unsheathed Sun and Moon Zhaobi.

Shu Yao fixed his eyes on Wei Heng: "Trust me once."

He held down the hilt of Sun Moon Zhao Bi, and put it back along the scabbard.

This may be the first time since the Sun Moon Zhao Bi came out that the sword has not been drawn, but has been sheathed.

It is the trust that the sword master is willing to entrust his life to.

Shu Yao let go of the hilt of his sword, and stretched out his hand to Wei Heng: "Lend me some spiritual power."

"Maybe let Qisha see what is the real Yunshang Heart Sutra."