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

Silence

Only the grass leaves are soft, the breeze is blowing, the flowing spring is crisp, and the subtle sound of hitting stones can be heard in every possible way.

Shu Yao stiffly lifted Han Sheng Ji Ying up.

Let Xuetian also press the hilt of Renjian Shuxue stiffly.

There was a hint of confrontation between the two of them, and the sword energy that smashed the grass and trees stopped, and it no longer looked like the vanguard.

On the other hand, Wan Chuanhe approached Shu Yao within three feet very calmly, patted him on the shoulder, and asked him carelessly: "Tanlang, how much do you hate Ren Xuetian? To conjure up his image to confuse you?"

Shu Yao: "..."

Brother, I can't answer your question.

Before you speak, you can't use your majestic Mahayana spiritual sense to sense that Rang Xuetian standing opposite me is just an illusion or a living person?

Sure enough, it is heaven's mercy that Wan Chuanhe can live till now, right?

The surrounding temperature plummeted.

When the sudden snow in the world comes out of its sheath, the blade of the sword is like the light of winter snow, like frost and cold.

The flowing springs are frozen, and the vegetation is cold and white.

Without realizing it, Wan Chuanhe said happily, "Hey Greedy Wolf, your resentment is quite big, and the phantom you created can actually have such power."

Shu Yao tried his best to force himself to stare at Wan Chuanhe calmly, silently thinking about the feasibility of getting rid of this guy before letting Xuetian make a move.

Wan Chuanhe looked at his gaze, feeling a little startled.

He is not afraid that his friend will be caught in the illusion of demons and his mind will be shaken.

But such a ferocious illusion of inner demons must be summoned by an extremely insane mind.

However, Shu Yao's extremely crazy mind was covered with a layer of calm.

That might be a little too much fun.

Let Xuetian, who was regarded as a phantom of the demon from the beginning to the end, speak, he has a good demeanor, even if he is ignored to such an extent, he is still polite:

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint the Master of the Ten Thousand Territories, but this seat is indeed not a phantom of the heart demon, derived from it."

Looking at him, Wan Chuanhe couldn't help taking a step back in horror.

Let Xuetian calm down a little.

Wan Chuanhe asked Shu Yao in a low voice: "What's the matter? Not only did Xuetian's soul not go into the underworld, but he actually came to the Ziwei secret realm?"

Let Xue Tian's smile gradually disappear.

Shu Yao endured and endured, thinking about Wan Chuanhe's three-month gnawing on the bark, and the news was illogical, which was understandable, so he reluctantly called for Thunder to strike him twice to wake him up.

Wan Chuanhe hesitated to speak: "Could it be that...the paper money hasn't been burned enough?"

Although he tried his best to restrain himself and wanted to show that he was a mature and calm Mahayana magician, every gleam of light in his eyes still betrayed the meaning of gossip in his heart:

"Isn't it? Could it be that the Seven Killers are really greedy for profit to this point? They don't even bother to do superficial tricks, let Xue Tian be the supreme demon in life, and don't burn paper money for him after death? The aftermath is too desolate. a little bit?"

Shu Yao: "..."

He couldn't help asking: "Brother, do you know who chased and killed you and forced you to come to the Ziwei Secret Realm?"

"Ah?" Wan Chuanhe responded blankly, and answered him: "Could it be that you went to the Demon Palace to kill Qisha—"

He carefully considered his words for a while, for fear of touching the fragile, slender and preoccupied crystal glass heart of the Greedy Wolf Envoy, "Then he was powerless, and then the Seven Killing Envoys ordered the Mo Dao to arrest me?"

Shu Yao: "..."

How should I put it, it is quite eye-opening to be as stupid as Wan Chuanhe as a demon cultivator.

But after all, Wan Chuanhe is not particularly surprising.

Shu Yao remembered the time when he picked up Wan Chuanhe at the gate of the city, when Mozun first ascended the throne, and the three envoys who killed the wolf had just established, he could throw twenty or thirty Moxiu out of Chang'an City every day.

Every time Wan Chuanhe served him tea and handed him a handkerchief nervously, his worries were enough to make Hongluan Tianyao feel ashamed, and his nagging was enough to make Po Jun retreat.

Once Shu Yao was finally aroused by his nagging, and almost threw Wan Chuanhe out of the city together:

"You are a demon cultivator. When I picked you up, I beat people to death. You look like a bloody one. How come you look like an old mother when you are on me?"

Wan Chuanhe also answered him blankly: "Huh? But I didn't fight anyone to death? I never easily engage in verbal disputes with others."

He said, as if he was very proud of himself as a law-abiding good demon cultivator.

Shu Yao couldn't believe it: "Then why are you lying dying at the gate of the city?"

Wan Chuanhe said sincerely, "I don't remember."

He expressed righteous indignation and condemnation to the perpetrators: "Someone must have somehow caught me and beat me up, erased my memory and threw me at the gate of the city. What a cruel and vicious black heart!"

Looking at Wan Chuan and that familiar face, Shu Yao felt the same urge to draw his sword as it did a hundred years ago.

Let Xuetian deserve to be a well-known clank character.

After being stunned by Wan Chuan and Qingqi's thoughts for a moment, he unhurriedly took out the Kunyi Secret History from his sleeve, and picked up Wan Chuanhe's stalk with a leisurely smile: "Isn't it? Even without burning the paper money, the envoy of this seat even wrote this story himself to tarnish the name of this seat. Naturally, he was so angry that he climbed up to take a look."

is a cruel man.

Rao let Xuetian be majestic in life, and become a ghost after death, everything is empty, Wan Chuanhe is not very cowardly.

So he nodded, and casually asked Shu Yao, "The secret history of Kunyi? Did you write all the secrets of the devil's way? I didn't expect the demon master to be so small-minded, and he would care about even a little bit of unofficial history."

Shu Yao replied seriously: "It's really too small."

He smiled slowly at Rang Xuetian, and also took out a copy of Kunyi Secret History and said: "It's a good thing I made with my hard work, brother, you should take a good look at it."

He made a gesture to pay Wan Chuanhe.

When Wan Chuanhe was about to take it over, the secret history of Kunyi in Shu Yao's hand suddenly changed, flying towards Rang Xuetian with lightning speed.

It was no ordinary book.

It carried [-]% of the sword intent of Shu Yao's full blow, and it turned into a thunderbolt!

Heaven and earth seem to have a sense.

The rumbling sound of thunder light was muffled, it was not loud or harsh, but it hit every practitioner's heart deeply.

The sky and the earth were also affected by the sound of thunder, the blue sky was not as clear as it used to be, it was covered by dark clouds, and above the dark clouds, there were flashes of lightning.

All this happened in the blink of an eye.

The Thunder of Heavenly Punishment forced Xuetian to suddenly snow in the world.

As far as the edge of his sword reaches, the sky is filled with snow.

The snowflakes are like snowfall on a real cold day, without the slightest killing intent, it melts into the hand, very cold and icy.

But with the purest spirit of death.

The moment it melts in the palm of your hand, you feel as if you are in the darkest hell, and you can't see the sky even if you spend your whole life climbing up.

It's also like walking in a barren long river like a pool of stagnant water all your life. At the end of your life, you can't see flowers everywhere, and the reeds are green.

Murder is invisible.

Shu Yao took a snowflake in his palm, and the coolness was vaguely similar to the temperature of the corners of his lips.

He said: "When I asked you about the origin of your name, you said that you want to cover the world with snow and make the world clear, but that's not the kind of snow."

As if to respond to Shu Yao's words and give him momentum, as soon as his words fell, thousands of thunderbolts burst out like east wind, and suddenly exploded like flower buds!

Wrap each snowflake with lightning and thunder, and finally explode into powder, falling into the scorched black earth with pits and pits.

And when the last burst of dust fell, the figures of Shu Yao and Wan Chuanhe had disappeared to nothing on the flat ground.

"Your Thunder is still the same as before."

Let Xuetian sigh in place.

When he looked up again, his face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of flying snow on his sword, leaving only an indifferent and cold indifference.

Like snow covering the earth, melting all the original traces into nothingness.

All the cultivators who had entered the Ziwei Secret Realm raised their heads with a feeling, and looked at the thunder and snow in the sky, and gave a tacit slap in unison.

As soon as I entered the Ziwei Secret Realm, I started fighting. I really don't know whether to say that the people who made the fight can't be idle, or praise them for being energetic.

Don't you want to leave for the next ten days?

******

"Senior brother!" Xuan and the peak master called out anxiously, and called back Wei Heng, who was watching the vision apparently caused by someone fighting, "Why isn't Shu Yao by your side?"

"..."

Because of the mystery in the Ziwei Secret Realm, Shu Yao has almost recovered, and since the moment he entered the Secret Realm, he no longer used medical exercises.

It's normal to be distributed in different corners of Ziwei Secret Realm with Wei Heng.

It's just that Wei Heng didn't expect that Xuan and the peak master would coincidentally end up in the same place as him.

He discussed the matter, and answered briefly: "I don't know either."

"How about that?"

Peak Master Xuanhe was even more worried, and couldn't help but said eagerly: "This is the crape myrtle secret realm corresponding to the Mahayana, where fierce beasts are densely covered. If Shu Yao is separated from you, it will be very bad luck in a few days!"

Wei Heng is afraid that the ominous beasts are the ones who are most dangerous.

Thanks to Yunshang's Heart Sutra and Jiang Yunya, Shu Yao's state was at its peak before entering the Ziwei Secret Realm, and even if he saw Rang Xuetian, he still had the power to protect him.

Wei Heng was not very worried.

But not worrying doesn't mean he doesn't want to see Shu Yao.

He comforted Xuanhe Peak Master and said: "You don't have to worry, even though you are in a secret realm, the sun is always shining, so I can use it to know where he is."

In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't need the sun.

After all, the fight between Shu Yao and Rang Xuetian just now was so big that no Mahayana would not know about it.

Seeing his indifferent and unconcerned appearance, Master Xuanhe stomped his feet anxiously: "Then what are you waiting for, brother! It's right to find Shu Yao quickly!"

She followed Wei Heng closely, and declared solemnly, "I just saw the Demon Lord's sword energy, and the other person I expected to fight with him was the Tanlang Envoy. Brother, don't think about finding the Tanlang Envoy and ignore Shu Yao, I will take the insurance with my brother."

Wei Heng looked at her twice and was speechless for a moment.

He could only hope that by the time he found Shu Yao, he would have gotten rid of Rang Xuetian.

Otherwise, he would be as powerful as Dao Zun, and he didn't know how to explain to his junior sister why Shu Yao, a weak and deceitful junior medical practitioner, was able to fight passionately with Mo Zun.

******

"Why is senior brother Yin here?!"

Po Jun entered the secret realm in the form of a mirror moon in women's clothing. Just as he was sneaking around with his divine sense, and was about to change back to the appearance of Po Jun Envoy, he bumped into a figure like a streamer of white rainbow.

It turned out that it was the lead smoke that held the pearl and went to sea.

and many more…

When did Yinchangyan break through Mahayana?

Yin Changyan also said in astonishment: "Why is Junior Sister Jingyue here?"

If he remembered correctly, Junior Sister Jingyue should be Nascent Soul——

When did you break the God Transformation?

Yin Changyan didn't talk nonsense, grabbed Pojun and ran away: "It's too late to explain Junior Sister Jingyue, run with me!"

Breaking the military:"……"

Look at Yin Changyan's speed of flying hundreds of miles away at this moment, could it be that he is being chased by a ferocious beast?

It really is.

With his sharp eyes, Po Jun caught a glimpse of a piece of cyan wings covering the sky and covering the sun, like dark clouds overwhelming the top.

The same color of cyan, the wings are not like the color of vegetation, bright and vibrant.

It is the fine streamer of light on the silk satin surface, picking up the green color of a mountain and river, even if it is only a dark green color, it is still thick and gorgeous, silently showing the extraordinary identity of the Lord of Wings.

Po Jun was dumbfounded: "It's Qingluan?"

It is also his ability to attract a god in Changyan District, and Qingluan, who can provoke the Mahayana, chases after him and beats him fiercely.

and many more…

Why did the introduction of Changyan, a deity transformation, provoke the Mahayana Qingluan?

Is the Ziwei Secret Realm unreasonable to this point? ? ?

Little do they know that Yin Changyan is about to cry but has no tears.

He said: "As soon as I arrived in the Ziwei Secret Realm, I landed on Qingluan's back, making it angry at me. Senior Sister Jingyue knows that according to the disciples who have entered the Ziwei Secret Realm, there will never be high-ranking students in the secret realm." A ferocious beast of a whole realm."

Po Jun can almost imagine the subsequent development.

Sure enough, as soon as Gudan Jianxiu led the long smoke to the ground, he was slapped by the angry Qingluan's wings. He must be very angry. hate.

Maybe they cut off some of Qingluan's feathers...

Then he was chased by Qingluan until now.

Po Jun, who was led by him to flee all the way, had nothing to say.

Fortunately, he has been humiliated in the Immortal Dao for the past few days. When things came to an end, he didn't feel how embarrassing it was to be led away by a junior who turned into a god, and ordinary Mahayana monsters chased after him.

Po Jun still had the strength to think for a moment, and suggested to lead Chang Yan: "It's not a way to run like this, why don't you and I split into two groups and lead Qingluan away."

When Yin Changyan is gone, it will be up to him to solve Qingluan.

At worst, just add an extra fan.

He seemed deeply shocked when he saw Yin Changyan, and said with emotion: "No! Junior Sister Jingyue, don't worry, the Qingluan incident was originally caused by me."

"One person does things and one person is responsible for this. I still have some responsibilities, and I can always keep Junior Sister Jingyue safe and sound. Otherwise, what face do I have to claim to be a sword cultivator who hangs upside down?"

Yin Changyan made up his mind, and Mingzhu went out to sea with sword light Mahayana, and suddenly pushed Po Jun away by a distance of more than a hundred feet.

And Yin Changyan jumped down against the wind, the long sword in his hand wanted to set off a raging sea wave, and meet Qingluan face to face.

Po Jun wailed in pain.

Obviously pissed off.

Yin Changyan, who had just faced Qingluan, was ready to break his own tendons and bones under Qingluan's wings.

I don't want a gust of wind to blow through my hair, safe and sound.

Two figures, one red and one black, appeared in front of Yin Changyan.

"Introduce...introduce senior brother?"

Shu Yao looked Yin Changyan from head to toe before hesitatingly confirming.

He wondered if he was staying with Wan Chuan together, and his mind became a little uneasy.

Why did Huashen Yinchangyan stay with him in the same crape myrtle secret realm?

The one who came in by himself is not a secret realm at all, as the former population said, right?

Shu Yao looked at Yin Changyan suspiciously, and then at Qingluan who had been chasing Yin Changyan for a moment, and at this moment retreated a step back timidly: "Why is senior brother Yin here, and he has provoked you again?" Qingluan from Mahayana?"

"I do not know either!"

Yin Changyan yelled in despair, "To avoid harming Chi Yu, Junior Brother Shu, you and your companions must go!"

Qingluan took a second step back, her wings drooping listlessly and quietly.

It raised its black eyes, which were as big as lanterns, and looked at this human being who was so delicate and pleasing to the eye, but not so good at thinking with pity.

Tsk, poor, my brain is broken at a young age.

It is not even clear who the fish in the pond was affected by.

"It is so."

For more than three months, Shu Yao could be said to have twisted his hands for the poor image of the doctor. He quickly returned to normal, pretending to be surprised, dragging Cichangyan with one hand, and Wan Chuan with the other to escape peacefully: "Senior brother, how can I sit idly by when something happens to me, it's better to run away together."

Wan Chuanhe disagreed. He rolled up his sleeves proudly, and looked down on Shu Yao's cowardly behavior of avoiding the battle: "It's just a green luan, why is it running around? Leave it to me."

Wan Chuanhe didn't understand.

Thinking back then, Greedy Wolf Envoy was a master who dared to release "within a thousand miles of Chang'an City, there are people who can be killed with cold voices and silent shadows" in the magic way, and the master who cut off people's heads like leeks, how could he be afraid of just a green luan?

But he didn't have a chance to ask.

Because Shu Yao sealed his mouth with spiritual power.

Wan Chuanhe tried to speak, but only whined twice.

Shu Yao turned his head and explained to Yin Changyan: "This is my friend. He just entered the Ziwei Secret Realm and he was not used to it. He was dizzy and courageous."

With his left hand Wan Chuan and his right hand, he drew Chang Yan, and his right hand held Po Jun again. The four of them drew four streaks of light together in the sky.

Qingluan "squeaked" on the spot in confusion.

These two Mahayana peaks, one Mahayana, don't you plan to pluck yourself for barbecue?

Hearing that the young man with the lowest realm was running away, he couldn't forget to ask in doubt: "Huh? Why didn't Qingluan chase after me? It was very aggressive when it chased me!"

Qingluan: "???"

Do you want me to run after two Mahayana peak asses?

What kind of devil can do this? ? ?

Then it saw the young man in red, and turned his head and gave him a look.

The beautiful woman also turned her head and gave her a look.

They all have beautiful eyes.

There is no doubt about the murderous look in his eyes.

As a spiritual Mahayana monster, Qingluan understood their meaning spiritually:

If you don't catch up, wait to be made into a bird barbecue!

Tears of grievance welled up in Qingluan's eyes.

It raised its head and howled at Tianqing, shaking countless birds down.

Yin Changyan saw Qingluan slowly flapping her wings to keep up, and between flapping her wings, she seemed to have cut off her meridians and had nothing to love.

He gasped and said in surprise: "What's going on? This Qingluan is so powerful just now, I wish I could devour the world—"

Out of respect for the Mahayana monsters, Yin Changyan closed the second half of the sentence.

Now I feel wronged like a sparrow whose hair has been plucked.

Both Shu Yao and Po Jun turned their heads and glared at Qing Luan again.

Qingluan's tears piled up in her eyes.

It couldn't bear the grievance in its heart, so it howled out!

Qingluan flapped her wings vigorously, the strong wind broke free from the clouds, and chased the four of them while howling.

Yin Changyan was relieved: "This is what Qingluan looks like."

Wan Chuanhe took some time to unseal the seal of Shu Yao's spiritual power, "Brother, what's the matter, why are we reduced to the point where we are being chased by a green luan?"

Why did I just want to slap a junior Huashen who provoked me in the face, but I was reduced to the point where I was threatened by the three Mahayanas to roast the bird?

Qingluan flapped her wings and thought bitterly.

Shu Yao wanted to cover Wan Chuanhe's mouth, and warned him in a low voice: "Brother, are you not going to die? We have three Huashen and one Nascent Soul, what should we use to fight Qingluan of Mahayana?"

Shu Yao was embarrassed and said to Yin Changyan: "I made you laugh, my friend is quite crazy, and he doesn't know what to say."

Wan Chuanhe: "???"

He suspected that he had gnawed on the bark for three months, until a hundred years ago when he did not have Mahayana.

But on second thought, even a hundred years ago, Shu Yao stepped into the Nascent Soul early.

He couldn't believe his ears: "Hua Shen? You even dare to fight the Demon Lord and the Seven Killers, are you afraid of a Qingluan???"

Don't you want to lose the face of the greedy wolf envoy?

Shu Yao didn't change his face: "That's because I have my master Dao Zun backing me, of course I'm not afraid of them."

Wan Chuanhe: "???"

He blushed abruptly and almost lost his words: "Are you the Shu Yao I know?"

Shu Yao patted him back, calm and composed: "Yes, I am the Shu Yao you know. You can't turn your back on me just because I changed my medical profession."

Even though Yin Changyan was running for his life, he never forgot to give Wan Chuan and the "true scum" his eyes.

Wan Chuanhe: "Huh???"

He muttered to himself: "Sure enough, it's not the Shu Yao I know."

Wan Chuanhe seemed to have regained some confidence, and emphasized to himself: "The Shu Yao I know, how could it be possible to practice medicine?"

"Brother, what you said is wrong."

Po Jun was afraid that Wan Chuan would talk too much, and would say something that shouldn't be said, so he made a decisive decision and said firmly: "You have never been in love, and you knew that Shu Yao would not abandon the sword to practice medicine for Dao Zun just to admire Dao Zun?"

Yin Changyan saw Wan Chuanhe's completely dull expression, and introduced: "I don't know who this brother is, and where did he learn from? Hanging upside down on the mountain of swords to lead Changyan."

Shu Yao said: "The remaining one is Falling Blue Sky Mirror Moon, my childhood sweetheart since I was a child."

He sealed Wan Chuanhe's mouth again.

Coincidentally, Wan Chuanhe didn't want to talk anymore.

He wanted to jump down from the air, hug Qingluan and cry to each other.

Maybe after he finished crying and wiped away his tears, the Greedy Wolf he knew would come over with a look of disdain and tell him with a mocking smile that he has a twin brother with the same name and surname.

Seeing that they were getting farther and farther away from Qingluan.

Although Yin Changyan didn't know why they were able to escape from Qingluan's grasp——

But it is better to escape from birth than to be buried in the belly of a bird.

When he untied the tense heartstrings and wanted to find a place to repair a little, his whole body froze suddenly.

Yin Changyan's voice trembled slightly: "Look at the underground..."

The three followed his instructions.

From their eyesight, it is not difficult to see a powerful demon sitting cross-legged under the tree and adjusting his breath.

It is seven kills.

Qisha opened his eyes.

Yin Changyan knew that the seven kills were far better than Qingluan's cultivation, and their escape was useless, so it was better to die dignifiedly to save face.

Ever since meeting Yuanying's Jingyue and Mahayana's Qingluan, Yin Changyan has been very calm, and only feels that nothing is impossible to happen in this cheating secret realm.

Even now seeing the three envoys of Shapolang and Mozun gathered together, Yin Changyan would only respond indifferently.

"Junior Huashen?"

Qi Sha frowned slightly, and asked in a cold voice, "Why did you appear here?"

Yin Changyan didn't notice that Qisha only asked him.

As the time of his death was approaching, he was more frank, nonchalantly and contemptuously smiled: "Why are the Seven Killers here, and why am I here?"

It wasn't the Seven Kills who led Chang Yan to wait for him to fly into a rage and attack outrageously.

He watched Qisha with a cautious expression on his face, and even revealed an inexplicable depression between his brows and eyes, staring at him behind him.

Ci Changyan's heart tightened.

He suddenly remembered the inseparable entanglement between Shu Yao Jingyue and the Demon Dao, and shouted sharply: "What is the intention of the Seven Killers? Is it possible to turn black and white again?"

Seven kills: "..."

Tanlang, Pojun, Wanchuanhe.

The last thing to make a sound here is to lead a long smoke.

well.

Tanlang seems to be a weak doctor with no combat power, while Pojun is trembling, I feel pity for it.

The beauties and faces complement each other, and the ordinary woods are also reflected like a fairyland in a fairyland.

It seems that Cichangyan should indeed make the sound.

After meeting each other, Qi Sha felt that he was about to go insane.

He felt sympathetic, as if he understood why Wan Chuanhe lost his mind and was at a loss.

He seemed to understand a little bit why Qing Luan, who was persistently chasing after the three Mahayanas, had tears in his eyes, and even stained the rich and gorgeous feathers on his chest.

Can Tanlang Pojun be a good human being? ? ? ! ! !