after the villain's amnesia

Hu Yan struggled fiercely, he had become the leader of the majestic sky, and now he has no power to fight back, just like a chicken caught by an eagle.

The first thought that came to his mind was: Impossible!

Hu Yan really underestimated Xiandeng's ability, he thought that even if Xiandeng could pull out the demon sword Yunque, his strength was only above average.Moreover, Hu Yan participated in the siege of Wuwang Mountain back then, and knew something about Yin Shanzi. Back then, he never had this ability. Why haven't I seen him for a few years, and his spiritual power has become so much stronger?

As everyone knows, when the Wuwang Mountain was besieged and suppressed, Xiandeng's ability was first tossed by the cracks in the Yin Mountain to toss most of it, and because the memory did not recover back then, naturally it was not as strong as it is now.

Tang Qile took a step forward to stop Xiandeng, but Tianjibian's reaction was faster. In less than a few seconds after Hu Yan was grabbed by the neck, Xiandeng was surrounded by Tianjibian's people and couldn't move.

Hu Yan looked painful, but Xian Deng turned a blind eye. The atmosphere at the scene was tense, and everyone was sweating from behind, and they were breathless due to Xian Deng's anger.

Just at this critical moment, accidents happened suddenly, and the evil spirit that had been scattered by Dinghai Kunlun Fan just now gathered again, and layers of black mist instantly enveloped everyone.

These evil spirits all came out of the cracks in the Yin Mountain, and they were more difficult to deal with than usual evil spirits.Lan Xuehuai's expression changed, and she quickly pulled Xiandeng to her side.

Hu Yan suddenly fell to the ground.

Many monks turned their heads to look at the black mist, and a few people with poor concentration had collapsed and shouted: "Why is it coming again! Didn't it just disappear?!"

Lan Xuehuai looked at Xiandeng, Xiandeng immediately explained: "I didn't do it, if I want to kill them, I just do it, why bother to cover it up."

He paused, and continued: "I'm afraid this black mist has something to do with Feng Qi."

Lan Xuehuai asked: "What about you? You got hurt again?"

Xian Deng: "I have nothing to hurt, didn't you see it just now, they are all afraid of me to death..."

Having said that, Xiandeng suddenly paused, tilted his head on Lan Xuehuai's body, took a breath, and hissed: "I'm hurt, I'm hurt, I feel like I'm really hurt..."

Lan Xuehuai paused for a moment, although she hesitated a bit, she still asked, "Where is the injury?"

Xiandeng closed his eyes and screamed, wailing, and after a long while, he said: "I don't know, it feels like it hurts everywhere. Otherwise, let me rely on it for a while, maybe I will be fine if I rely on it." .”

Having said that, Lan Xuehuai realized that the other party was pretending to be sick. His face turned serious, and he said fiercely: "What time is it now? You are still acting like a baby!"

Xian Deng is different today. Facing Lan Xuehuai's "slander", he no longer hesitates to explain clearly, but brazenly admits: "What's wrong with acting like a baby? I just want to act like a baby, Lan Ruo, don't you? Are you still angry with me? I said it so clearly just now, you still don't believe me? "

Lan Xuehuai never expected that Xiandeng could say these words, his ears were blushed, and it took him a long time to reply: "You don't look at the atmosphere when you speak! What time is it now, you still want to say these words, Do you think it's appropriate?" After thinking about it for a while, he was afraid that he would be too fierce, so he snorted strangely, and ordered awkwardly: "But when there are only two people around, you can still act like a baby."

Xian Deng said: "Because I was talking too much about the atmosphere, I forgot to tell you a lot of things. I didn't know that our time was so short. It was so short that I didn't realize it, so I disappeared in a hurry."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to want to grab Lan Xuehuai's hand, seeing Xian Deng's appearance, he really didn't care about the life or death of the monks at the scene.Even if most of them have been corroded by the evil spirit in the black mist, and the weapons are fighting to the death, the blood is flowing like a river, and the idle lights only care about themselves.

In the black mist, a monk saw Xiandeng sharply, and also noticed that Xiandeng's side was not affected by the evil spirit.There is also a problem with Xiandeng's cultivation method. He did not continue to walk the right path on Wuwang Mountain, but he had a way of cultivating Yin, relying on the evil spirit of Wuwang Mountain to practice.

Therefore, he is very familiar with the evil spirits coming from the cracks in the Yin Mountain, and these evil spirits will not attack him.Sometimes these things can be figured out after careful thought, but now everyone is jealous of the evil spirit, and the monks with low spiritual power have fallen to the ground. One of the few people who saw Xian Deng standing leisurely, unaffected at all, had a buzzing sound in his head, as if he had been dazzled by some blood, and he shouted: "Yin Shanzi! I want you to pay for it!" !"

A sword flew towards Xiandeng with a powerful aura, and in this chaotic environment, no one would notice no matter who died.

It's a pity that Lan Xuehuai beat the sword to the ground before it reached Xiandeng.

The man glanced at Lan Xuehuai in disbelief, as if he couldn't think that Zhenjun Mingde's son would help an evil heretic, or the evil heretic who killed him back then? !

Why... This person really can't figure it out. Could it be that what Shen Ziyan said just now is true?Is Lan Xuehuai really confused with Yin Shanzi?

When his mind was in chaos, another voice burst out and shouted at Xiandeng: "Yin Shanzi, stop now! Mingde Zhenjun is here, you dare to make trouble!"

Xian Deng sneered and didn't move. He said, "Stop it? Then I have to do it. I don't know where this black mist came from, and it has nothing to do with me. Why should I stop?" .”

The man raised his sword, split the black mist, turned his head and shouted: "Didn't you just have a way to make it disappear, use the Dinghai Kunlun fan... yes, use a fan! Dinghai Kunlun fan can wipe all the black mist away!" Fan away!"

Xian Deng waited quietly for him to say yes, and slowly, pretending to suddenly realize: "Ah, you are right, I was the one I used to solve the black mist just now."

Many people actually wanted to ask Xiandeng for help. After all, this black mist is really difficult to deal with, and it has no entity yet. It keeps flying from the direction of Wuwang Mountain, and when it breaks up, there will be another piece.Everyone's spiritual power is limited, but the black mist is unlimited. If it continues to be consumed here, it will definitely exhaust its spiritual power and die.

However, it would be too shameful to seek help from a demon heretic.So everyone was sullen, but staring at Xian Deng from the corner of their eyes, hoping that he would suddenly be attacked by the black mist, and it would be best if he would be dragged into the water, so that he would have to help.

As a result, after waiting for a long time before Xian Deng was dragged into the water, someone asked him for help impatiently, everyone couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, secretly said: finally saved.

They thought to themselves: No matter whether Xiandeng is Yinshanzi or Duxinghe, he just injured two monks and attacked Tianjibian. Now this opportunity is just for him to atone for his sins. There is no reason for him not to go down this level. ah!

Who knows, Xian Deng just didn't play cards according to the routine. After he finished speaking, he crossed his arms, looked at them like a joke, and said with a smile: "But I'm tired from using the Kunlun fan. You just died a few people. But I have to work so hard, I'm not worth it."

"You!" The monk who shouted widened his eyes: "Don't you want to watch us die!"

"Of course." Xian Deng said with his hands behind his back: "Isn't this a great thing, I wasted my time to kill you guys, but now someone has solved it for me, I'm too happy."

Seeing that they were seeking help from Xiandeng to no avail, everyone cursed and fought again in the black mist.Suddenly, one of the group of monks took advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention, and pushed the children who called Master Xiandeng just now—that is, Xie Xilou and others, to the place where the evil spirit was the strongest.

These children are not very old, and they were trying their best to support themselves in the evil spirit. Now they are pushed to the place where the evil spirit is the strongest.

Only then did Xiandeng's eyes darken, he opened the Dinghai Kunlun Mountain, and brought Xie Xilou and others out. At the same time, the Dinghai Kunlun Fan brought out a strong hurricane, killing most of the black mist in front of him.

Xie Xilou narrowly escaped death, saw the idle lamp, his eyes were shining, he wanted to call Master, but he remembered something, the light in his eyes dimmed again, he looked pitiful for a while, and Jiang Nan was four Individuals stood obediently in a row.

After the evil spirit was dispersed by the Kunlun fan, the remaining black mist could not threaten the monks, and it didn't take long for it to dissipate naturally.

Everyone was rescued by Xiandeng, and now they don't have the confidence to talk to him, even the person who changed his face was very embarrassed, and he didn't know how to speak.

On the other hand, there was only Tao Hua Chasing Water's head Tong, who was careless and informal, and immediately cupped his hands and said: "Thank you very much!"

Zhenjun Mingde followed closely behind, and also said: "Thank you."

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone seemed to be less embarrassing, and reluctantly, a few monks also came to thank him perfunctorily.

Seeing this, Zhenjun Mingde waited for a while before speaking: "Everyone, are you willing to listen to my words now?"

Right now, after the fight just now, the monks of all factions basically suffered injuries to varying degrees, and they didn’t have the strength to catch Yin Shanzi passionately. At this moment, they were exhausted, and some monks simply sat on the ground and began to meditate. .

Hu Yan said with a cold face: "What do you want to say? If you want to take this opportunity to excuse Yin Shanzi, there is no need."

True Monarch Mingde said: "What I want to talk about is the news related to the recent crack in Yinshan Mountain."

Hearing this, everyone pricked up their ears.

"Everyone, it has been more than half a month since we came to Wuwang Mountain to repair the cracks and set up the barrier, but the effect is not obvious. Although we have exhausted the methods, the cracks in Yinshan Mountain are still expanding."

"Just now, let me tell you that the expansion of the Yinshan crack was not spontaneous, but someone behind the scenes. This person is Feng Qi. As for his purpose, we don't know, but the 30 people in Jinzhou have not fully recovered. Evacuate, the current Yinshan crack may continue to expand at any time, and even the evil spirit inside will engulf Jinzhou City in the next moment. At that time, the lives of 30 people will be wiped out. Everyone, so far, you still have Even better, is there a way to solve the Yinshan crack?"

After listening, everyone looked at each other.

There are solutions, but it is not unproposed. One of them is to seal the Yinshan crack.But how can the Yinshan crack be so easy to seal? The place where its evil spirit is the strongest is in the Luoshui River. There are eight thousand evil spirits that have absorbed the evil spirit and mutated in the Luoshui River. They kept running out to interfere with them. Many monks were not killed by evil spirits at all, but were killed by these evil spirits.

After coming and going, everyone felt a sense of fear towards Luoshuihe.They themselves are afraid of evil spirits, plus there are evil creatures attached to evil spirits inside... Even if Zhenjun Mingde goes out in person, he may not be able to win the upper hand.But to enter the Luoshui River, the best candidates are those born with a yin constitution, and like these evil spirits, they are yin cultivators who rely on evil spirits to practice.

However, even if one is a yin cultivator, if he enters the Luoshui River without being affected by the evil spirit, then it depends on whether he has the strength to escape the evil spirit's attack?

True Monarch Mingde did not speak, but left time for everyone to think.

After a long while, everyone's eyes fell on Xian Deng, and one person said in surprise, "What does the Immortal mean, that we want us to cooperate with this devil?"

"Cooperate?" Tang Qile laughed: "That's not necessarily the case. They might not want to cooperate with you. We call it asking for help."

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and countless voices sounded at the same time: "Impossible!"

"If you want me to cooperate with crooked demons and evil ways, it is better to let me die!"

"My faction is upright. Even if you die at the last moment on the front line, you won't cooperate with the devil."

Zhenjun Mingde paused for a moment and asked, "Then, do all the immortals have a better solution?"

Now, everyone was speechless again.

The child star laughed out loud, and gloated and said, "Why do you call people evil and heretics who would rather die than cooperate at this time? Didn't you just save your life? Gao, let’s just die, it’s me, I’ll die, I’m such a pure and pure person, my life was saved by the devil, I’m already dirty, so let’s just die and show my will!”

A group of monks at the scene flushed red from being humiliated by the child star's words, and all pursed their lips, and finally looked at Zhenjun Mingde, waiting for him to make up his mind.