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

The unsheathed blade no longer clangs.

The disciples were even more nervous, so nervous that even breathing would cause a dull pain in the lower abdomen.

Obviously it has nothing to do with the survival of the world, the rise and fall of immortals and demons, it is just a trivial and complicated matter of love.

Maybe it's because they know that the Cold Voice and Silent Shadow are too powerful.

The turning of its sword tip, even if it can't reverse the outcome, is also a heavy and unshakable weight in the balance.

Or maybe it was just because he was moved by the meaning of Shu Yao's words.

Most of them are young and old, have never experienced ups and downs, and do not know suffering.

Since I can't feel the same deeply, I can tell that the heavy words are mixed with various emotions.

But true love is always moving.

Under the unanimous attention of all Mahayanas in the world, Wei Heng said: "Yes."

"What the Demon Lord said is indeed true."

It can't be said that Wei Heng deliberately wanted to hide this matter from Shu Yao.

It's just that in the early stage, it's unclear what Shu Yao's attitude is, and Wei Heng naturally keeps silent.

After getting to know Shu Yao, Wei Heng was first troubled by Shu Yao's thoughts.When he expressed his intentions and the two of them waited until the clouds opened to see the moon, Wei Heng felt that there were endless things he wanted to say every day, but unfortunately he couldn't explain them one by one because of his tongue.

But even so, just staying quietly with Shu Yao and not talking to each other is good, and it can make people infinitely happy.

It turns out that time can fly so fast.

So Wei Heng turned his head and put this trivial matter behind him.

Thinking about it now, Wei Heng really regrets his mishandling.

For a character as arrogant as the evil wolf, it is also right to know that he was only annoyed at the beginning because of the balance of heaven and his own way of saving him.

It's over, Broken Army said.

If he were Shu Yao, put yourself in his shoes, who would want to hear you, Wei Heng, apologize with all kinds of difficulties and motives?

All he wanted was a guarantee.

A promise that I really like you is enough to overturn everything else.

If Po Jun is not clear to the bystanders, and knowing that Wei Heng says he is an honest gentleman, he is also an honest gentleman, and that he is not good at romance, he is really not good at romance, he might really think that Wei Heng was just moved by Shu Yao's persistent intention, and he had no choice but to give alms .

Otherwise, in the whole world, which normal person would admit it so straightforwardly?

Rao is used to seeing strong winds and waves, and after going through ups and downs like a broken army, he can't help but feel at a loss.

So how complicated is the current situation?

Who am I, where am I, where should I be?

Most importantly, which side should I help?

When Wei Heng was apologizing, Shu Yao nodded slightly, and said softly, "I understand."

If there is a choice, Shu Yao doesn't really want to know.

But the glaring facts were in front of him, and Shu Yao was not stupid, so how could he not understand.

He lowered his eyes, covered his eyes with long eyelashes like wings, and laughed out loud.

Although the laughter was exaggerated, it was not crazy at all, on the contrary it could be said to be extremely sober.

It is the sobriety that makes the mournful meaning even heavier.

None of the immortals and demons dared to speak at this time.

Master Xuanhefeng twisted the sword tassel tightly with his fingers.

It’s over.

She was as pessimistic as Po Jun.

Unexpectedly, her fears that the Greedy Wolf Ambassador would hit Xuanshan with a cold voice and silent shadow because of being deceived by her senior brother, would one day come true.

Although I don't know how many versions have been changed, the ending is surprisingly consistent.

They are all cheated of their feelings, and then draw their swords in anger.

Xuan and Peak Lord were not very happy with their foresight.

Even because of the secret reprimand to her senior brother, she couldn't help but loosen the hand holding Yuechu Kunlun by two points.

"I have also been wandering for a long time, and I have no red sleeves for each other..."

Shu Yao faced off against the immortals and demons, and before the battle that would determine the future of the world for a hundred years and a thousand years, he read out this extremely abrupt sentence.

Indeed abrupt.

Because the last time Shu Yao heard it, it was when he was young that a woman holding a pipa sang softly and slowly through a curtain of heavy gauze made of dendrobium beads.

Shu Yao once thought this episode was not good, because he was too depressed, too bleak, and not auspicious enough.

Unexpectedly, after 200 years, the words came true.

Up to the realm of Shu Yao, the sword intent can be manipulated freely according to the mind.

For example, at this moment, the thunder in the clouds stopped for a while, the deep purple to dark electric light distorted, and the violent roar was like a high-pitched melody on a pipa string.

Shu Yao narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"It turned out that I was acting passionately, but Dao Zun thought I was deeply in love, which caused a lot of trouble.

"But Dao Zun don't worry, I want to face anyway, I didn't figure it out at the beginning, I was already ashamed, and if I continue to deceive myself and others like falling into a dream, I am afraid that the joke will be too big.

Now that everything has been said, don't worry, Dao Zun, I will not make things difficult for Dao Zun. "

He asked Rang Xuetian, his voice was as cold as a snowy qiongzhi, Zhaoyue Hanquan: "You tell me this, do you want to invite me to attack the immortal way together?"

"good."

Let the snow day is not very unexpected.

He knew that Shu Yao was arrogant.

Proud people love deeply, but of course they also hate.

"You are the master of the Heavenly Punishment Vein. If you are willing to return to the Demonic Way, the Demonic Way, of course it is yours and mine's half."

The corner of Po Jun's eyes twitched.

Even if he knew that Xue Tian would treat him differently, he still felt aggrieved at this moment.

He also betrayed the devil way, how could there be such a big difference in treatment between him and Shu Yao?

Could it be that Shu Yao wasn't wearing women's clothes?

Po Jun speculated wildly.

But Qisha also didn't wear women's clothing, and he worked hard to beat life and death. He was very dedicated and could be called a conscience of the lonely line.

As a result, Mo Dao was divided between Shu Yao and Rang Xuetian.

With deep pity, Po Jun glanced at Qi Sha.

"..."

Qi Kill turned his head, avoiding Po Jun's sight.

Spicy eyes.

Everyone held their breath carefully, for fear of missing Shu Yao's voice by mistake.

However, no matter how they toned it down, or even simply locked their breath, what Shu Yao said was "good".

It wasn't the mocking tone they thought, and it didn't make Xue Tian's face with a long speech.

Shu Yao's expression was cold and serious, as if he was carefully considering Rang Xuetian's invitation as an acceptable proposal.

Only the sound of the pipa in the sky is getting louder and louder, like a strong wind blowing a strong flag, like a rainstorm knocking on roof tiles, like a real beauty sitting on the clouds, every time the tortoise shell fingertips sweep over the strings of the pipa, there will be flowing clouds shaking down , the wind and rain return.

The world mourns.

Shu Yao put down the cold voice and silent shadow.

The thunder disappeared without a trace, as if just now it was extremely terrifying, the thunder that swallowed everything was just an illusion of everyone.

On the contrary, the sound of the pipa, high-pitched one after another, is like an invisible hand, lifting the hearts of everyone present inch by inch, almost jumping out of the throat.

Wan Chuanhe was in trouble, and murmured: "Brother, let me tell you how to solve the current predicament, you are the one who said to kill Rang Xuetian and Qisha, and you are the one who is going to stand next to them now. You make me feel very sad." Difficult."

Shu Yao seemed to have never heard of it, and didn't want to answer.

If the sound of the pipa is Shu Yao's heartfelt voice, then it's almost the same whether he answered or not.

The answer is obvious.

The head of Xuanshan leaned on the Heavenly King Baoxin Pill to hang his life, and reluctantly said: "Junior brother, I don't know about the matter between you and the envoy of Tanlang, and I don't comment. But what he is going to help now is the demon king and the envoy. Seven Killers, you should make a decision on what to do."

Wei Heng didn't say a word.

The sun and the moon shine on the wall and are always as quiet as a pool of autumn water, sinking and motionless.

Po Jun shook his fan, his mind was unsteady, and he shook his fan in a disorganized way, without any pleasing demeanor:

"Brother, you were the one who asked me to dress up as a woman and come to the Immortal Dao. Now that things have developed to this point, you have left me at a loss. It's hard to be a human being."

Shu Yao just pretended not to hear.

The sound of the pipa is like the crisp sound of silk cracking.

It is not limited to tearing a piece of silk.

Between the beauty's pale and slender fingers, besides the water-like light of silk and satin, compared with the supposedly charming wind, there is more hatred, which is full of hostility, and wants to tear apart everything in the world. emotion.

Xuanhe Peak Master finally held the moon out of Kunlun firmly.

For the first time, she didn't contradict the head of Xuanshan, and persuaded Wei Heng with a clear expression: "What the head brother said is that the brother must make a decision. If you have to persuade—"

Xuanhe Peak Master couldn't help smiling wryly: "If you can still persuade them to come back. If not, then you can only..."

Peak Master Xuanhe has said "draw the sword" countless times in his life, and every time it is loud and terrifying, it is frightening.

This is the first time she felt that the two words had been fused into her flesh and blood, and it was so difficult to say them.

Wei Heng still didn't say a word.

Xuan and Peak Lord felt a sense of trance.

I don't think Wei Heng is pretending to be reticent and doesn't want to speak.

It was her senior brother who had suppressed demonic ways with one sword for 300 years and was number one in the world, who could no longer speak a word.

"This time, especially what I have seen and heard in Ziwei Mystery at this moment, is enough for me to go back and write a storybook for ten years."

"???"

Yin Changyan wanted to scold Gu Chi angrily for when he wrote, but he was still thinking about the script, so he stopped talking.

He caught a glimpse of Gu Chibi's expression.

Gu Chibi has always been calm and sees things thoroughly, with a half-smile and a disdain for human affairs in the world.

But her expression now can be said to be a bit sad.

Gu Chibi said: "But I would rather, there will never be a continuation of my story."

"Although I'm a little embarrassed, and I'm a little afraid of the cold sound and silent shadow—"

The Lord of the Seventh Region struggled a bit, and said sincerely, "But I think there are too many interesting things in Immortal Dao, so I might as well stay in Immortal Dao."

The sword energy of the Lord of the Upside Down Mountain preparing for the battle was interrupted by the Lord of the Seven Regions one or two times.

He glanced at the Lord of the Seventh Region speechlessly, thinking that you really don't have to make trouble.

It is good to succumb to the cold silence.

What the Lord of the Hanging Mountain asked was: "Why is the Greedy Wolf Envoy doing this?"

As a pure-hearted and ascetic sword cultivator who only waited for a good day and an auspicious day, he made his relationship with Cong Kui Jian visible, and held Cong Kui Jian for a lifetime, Dao Xuan Shan Master didn't quite understand.

The Lord of the Seventh Realm sighed clearly: "There is a three envoys in the Demonic Dao, hundreds of millions of demon cultivators, all of whom are perverse and arrogant, and the one who is the most arrogant and conceited is the Envoy of Greedy Wolf."

As soon as he said it, the Lord of the Seventh Region felt a dull pain in his face when he was slapped by the cold voice and silent shadow.

Speaking of which, he listened to the deafening sound of the pipa all over the sky, and looked at Shu Yao, whose aura was terribly cold, before he had a sense of normalcy returning to the world.

This is the Greedy Wolf Messenger known to the Lord of the Seventh Region.

Seeing the gentle Shu Yao next to Dao Zun before, almost made the Lord of the Seven Regions almost suspect that there are people who are born exactly the same in this world.

The distance between the fairy and the devil is not very far, and Shu Yao quickly walked within three steps of Rang Xuetian.

The difference is worlds apart.

Let Xuetian smile deeper.

Shu Yao said, "I think your proposal is very good—"

As if to emphasize the words behind him, the sound of the pipa fell silent.

The sound of the pipa is quiet, but the sword energy is not still.

The tortoise strings and jerky tunes in Bing Xin Jue are at their best.

Shu Yao violently drew his sword!

What he drew was not a sword no longer than three feet long.

It is the vast Milky Way in the sky turning down, and the surging river on the ground!

Every sound of the pipa, every sound of the plucked strings, without exception, was not the sound made by the sword energy hitting the air.

It's a tortoise string.

Although there is the mystery of the Bing Xin Jue technique itself, which can be hidden from everyone's eyes and ears, it is also Shu Yao's own control of the sword energy, which is so wonderful that it is at its peak.

Called by Shu Yao's sword, the sword energy that sounds like a pipa is attached to the Milky Way River one by one.

It is the sword energy of the Yangtze River.

There are countless sword qi bursting open at the same time, like a huge wave breaking a dam, destroying it, like a milky way in the sky, unreasonable, like tearing paper, tearing open the nine heavenly gates one by one, dumping the world.

Unavoidable, unavoidable.

How can manpower compare with the river that invades and spits out tens of thousands of hectares in a blink of an eye?

How can human power compare with the Milky Way, which is still in the Nine Heavens, contains countless mysteries and truths, and has three thousand avenues?

How can human beings escape the pervasive attack from all directions and from the sky and the earth?

Let Xuetian want to draw his sword.

With one strike of his sword, there will be heavy snow in the world, a world of ice and snow, and frost on everything. Maybe it can freeze the Milky Way in the sky and the Yangtze River in the world formed by the sword energy, and win a glimmer of life.

It's a pity he can't draw his sword.

Jianxin is transparent.

Shu Yao used Bing Xin Jian Jue, a move specially used to seal the opponent's internal energy so that he could not perform martial arts, to seal the magic breath in Rang Xuetian's body.

The corner of his lips smiled and mocked: "You really look down on me too much."

"I'll kill you, I'll kill seven times, never for personal reasons. I won't kill you because of personal relationships, because of love, or because of Wei Heng, let alone give up killing you because of these. If you really think it's selfish Love can move me, and I would not turn against you in the first place."

Shu Yao knew that Rang Xuetian and Qisha had each said that they didn't want to do anything to him, and it was true.

To them, heavenly punishment is heavenly punishment, and Tanlang is Tanlang.

But for Shu Yao, the countless lives in their hands are always an insurmountable hurdle.

"I want to kill you, I want to kill you, just because I want to and I know I should."

Shu Yao handed out the sword he most wanted to hand out.

The tortoise string twists and turns to the peak, and then detonated by the sword Qi Changjiang sword, there is no reason to miss.

He laughed and said, "Do you all only remember my thunder technique, but forget that I am a swordsman?"

The most important and most important thing in a sword repairer's life is the heart of the sword.

Shu Yao's sword heart is as transparent as a mirror like his sword.

However, Kenshin Tongming can only stop one person's movements.

Let Xue Tian have seven kills by his side, and hundreds of demon cultivators behind him.

The next moment, the temperature in the Ziwei Secret Realm plummeted, and the murderous intent seemed to pervade the sky and the earth like a tide of blood.

Every small handful of killing intent is like a knife and an arrow, unparalleled in sharpness, easily breaking through the spiritual power of the practitioner's body protection, and cutting into the vital organs of the dantian like cutting vegetables.

Immortal Dao Mahayana rushed to protect the junior who was affected by the aftermath.

The suzerains of the six sects, He Pojun and Wan Chuanhe, struck at the same time as the seven kills drew their swords.

Too late.

There seems to be a difference in their cultivation and combat power, and some are even worse than Qisha, but Shu Yao is the closest to Qisha.

There was no way to stop Qisha's sword at all.

The seven kills and one sword were aimed at Shu Yao, and he was the first to bear the brunt. If he was lucky enough to survive the seven kills and one sword, he would also be seriously injured.

Shu Yao put all his attention on his sword sword Qi Yangtze River.

The hand holding the sword was very steady, without any trembling or hesitation.

Shu Yao was trained step by step between life and death in the real mountain of swords and sea of ​​blood, in the purgatory of the world, stepping on the cliff.

Understand that the sword can't come back.

He pretended to agree, swindling Xuetian to take this step was extremely dangerous, and he was completely exposing himself to Xuetian, Seven Kills and people in the Demon Dao.

If one cherishes one's life and withdraws one's hands and turns back to one's defense, one is truly in a dead end.

After weighing the balance, Shu Yao felt that it was worth the sword.

He has great fortune and fate, and he probably won't die.

Really can't die.

A sword stood in front of him.

The few times the sword had been unsheathed, the sun was shining brightly, the highest, the largest, and the brightest. When one saw it, one would suddenly say "oh".

Other than this sword, who can be number one in the world?

Who can have such boldness?

But this time is different.

The wheel of the sun and the moon shining on the wall is completely like a bright moon suddenly appearing as a decoration.

It is a round of bright moon rising slowly on the surface of the sea without waves.

It's not like the scorching sun, which is upright and bright, saying one thing, illuminating all things in the blue sky, and the universe is bright and bright.

But under the night sky, under the sea, there is only this round of bright moon.

Although the Taiyin is quiet, it is also a supreme and precious emperor's star.

It is clear and brilliant, peaceful and soothing, but in the end it has an indisputable dominance, moistening things silently, and shining the moonlight on every human world.

Every place is covered with moonlight as white as frost.

Nothing else.

Of course, there will be no excess blood and murderous aura, and there will be hundreds of demonic breaths.

Everything returned to quiet.

Wei Heng stood in front of Shu Yao with his sword.

The corners of Shu Yao's eyes were slightly sour.

He was caught off guard when he drew his sword violently, and the tortoise strings twisted and twisted layer by layer, so subtle that it was difficult for Xue Tian to notice the abnormality.

This confrontation is said to be dangerous and dangerous, and it is said to be fast.

Like the suzerain of the six sects, like breaking the army, there is no time to support him one or two.

Only Wei Heng.

That must be to pay close attention to his every move all the time, and completely trust what the other party has done.

And it's not just total trust.

The moment he draws his sword, it is not clear whether he is pointing at Rang Xuetian or at Immortal Dao, but only with the idea of ​​protecting him and drawing his sword at the same time, can he catch up with Qisha Chaodou's unsheathing.

The cold voice and silent shadow pierced into Rang Xuetian's chest.

Right in the heart, very stable and accurate.

The monstrous demonic energy is like a huge curtain, like an upside-down waterfall rising into the sky!

They are so rich, pure and endless that they should not be possessed by a magician.

Like the way of heaven, before the monstrous demonic energy overflows from the sky, people can't raise their hearts to draw their swords at all.

Shu Yao can summon thunderclaps covering the sky, splitting thousands of steps in the magic palace into blood.

To be able to stack the sound of gold and iron on the pipa with the sky full of sword energy, bursting like the Yangtze River, can take the life of the demon king.

When Dudu faced this monstrous devilish energy, he didn't have half the strength to raise his sword.

Not just him.

The Mahayana of Immortal Dao tried his best to protect the junior from being hurt by the devilish energy.

The light of the bright moon shining on the sun and the moon shone on him, and Wei Heng pulled him behind him to protect him.

"It's the solitary evil spirit under the seal of Ziwei Xing!"

At times like this, Jiang Yunya seemed extremely busy.

On the one hand, he wanted to protect the disciples falling into the blue sky, and to disperse the demonic energy with his vigorous green light like the radiant vegetation in spring, and at the same time, he wanted to free up his mouth to speak to explain everyone's doubts:

"Tens of thousands of years ago, there was no heavenly punishment in the demonic way, the solitary evil was in power, and the immortal way was weak. Massacres were everywhere, the common people mourned, and the grievances had been accumulated for a long time."

Shu Yao's eyebrows twitched when he heard the familiar beginning.

Sure enough, Jiang Yunya said: "So the way of heaven intervened in human affairs, Ziwei star came to the world, Tianlei killed Gu Sha's lineage in 81, and sealed all the blood and resentment left by Gu Sha's lineage into the ground, where it was sealed , there are twelve formations. After that, the lineage of Tian Xing will appear in the world, and the lonely evil will be born again, which is the current situation."

Before everyone's patience ran out, he concluded: "Such a huge devilish energy should be due to the broken seal."

Xuanhe Peak Master broke down and shouted: "Why are there so many moths out of Ziwei Secret Realm this time?"

"how could I know?"

Jiang Yunya broke down and shouted together, "Be calm, think about it this time Ziwei star is not strong enough to maintain the seal, and then the seal is broken, it is normal!"

At the edge of the Ziwei Secret Realm, where they couldn't see, a fat middle-aged monk recited a Buddhist mantra.

The smile on his lips is the compassion of the Buddha surrounded by incense.

Even though the face is blurred by curling eyes, there is compassion and touching.

What Abbot Jiekong thinks, but it doesn't match his appearance, it can be called cruel.

It's a pity that I couldn't kill the Greedy Wolf Messenger this time.

Sure enough, one shouldn't place too many expectations on Mo Dao.

but--

Abbot Jie Kong smiled slightly, and let Xue Tian fall into the sealed place. If Wei Heng wanted to pick Ziwei Xing, he would go in anyway.

Tanlang will of course be with Wei Heng.

It's not too bad, and it's not a waste of myself to deliberately open the seal at the last moment.

Except for the unexpected Secret History of Xuanshan in the hands of the little novice.

Abbot Jiekong's whole heart is bleeding when he thinks about his reputation of being murdered.

He walked out of the secret place, not forgetting to think bitterly, this time when he goes back, the little novice will be responsible for cleaning Liudao Temple for 100 years!

Anyway, no matter how the two ways of immortals and demons collapse, the demonic energy that should be dissipated is still dissipating in a leisurely manner.

Let Xuetian disappear into the demonic energy without a trace, leaving only the cold sound and the blood dripping from the sword tip, indicating that it is not an illusion.

Back then, when Shu Yao stacked the sharp sword energy, he not only stacked Xue Tian alone.

The sound of the pipa is played again in a hurry!

There is a slight crackling sound, blending in every pipa interlude.

The crackling sound is louder than the loudest, and the waves are higher than the last. When they reach the highest point, they converge into a river that surpasses the heavens and the earth.

It is the sword energy of the Yangtze River again, all the swords and swords, the spiritual power and the magic breath are in front of the Yangtze River, and they are just small fish and shrimps that can be swallowed at will.

This time, the cold sound and silent shadow pierced firmly into Qi Sha's chest.

Seven kills did not disappear into the devilish energy strangely.

He is still in place, visible and tangible.

Just a different posture.

From standing stiffly in place, to just lying down.

Po Jun's fan fell to the ground.

He had no intention of driving the demonic energy further away, so he stopped his hand desolately.

"I have also been wandering for a long time, and I have no red sleeves for each other."

At that time, the beauty turned her bright eyes, swept them with a smile, and sang:

"When I was young, I loved to live in high-rise buildings picking up stars. I saw the moon tonight and tomorrow were as round as one place. I didn't understand the pain of parting. The so-called change of autumn and spring."

"Later, I learned that vegetation has its ups and downs, and everything is written with pain. If you want to be a frivolous son of Wuling, the wind and flowers are like the old year, but it is difficult to fill your sleeves."

Seven kills said the last sentence: "I'm sorry."

Shu Yao wanted to say it was okay, but then he thought, what qualifications does he have to forgive others?

He wanted to say that you should remember to live well in your next life, but suddenly you remembered that the seven kills should be lost, and you will never find your next life.

Before Qi Sha closed his eyes, he said: "Forget it."

"What counts?"

Po Jun didn't know when he would come to Shu Yao's side.

His eyes were sparkling, his words choked with sobs, but the words he said were incompatible with the image of a pear blossom and rainy beauty, especially irritable:

"My 200-year friendship is not counted with you, and the debt you owed is not counted with you. Why can you just close your eyes and forget it?"

Shu Yao didn't say anything.

He remembered what he once said to Wei Heng:

"When I kill the seven kills, you have to be there."

Shu Yao really wanted to say, "Wei Heng, give me a hug."

He probably has the ability to breath into ice, the softness and soreness in his heart is as indifferent as a layer of frost when he speaks.

Like the layer of light on gold, jewels and stones, it is gorgeous and sparkling, but also cold and hard, invincible.

Shu Yao said: "I will kill the person, and I will take care of the funeral. According to them, when I ascend to the position of Demon Lord and start to rectify the way of demons, the sun and yin will eventually return to balance."

"The grace of saving my life is another story. I first wish Dao Zun Dao to be certified and ascend as soon as possible."