Phaseless Demon

In the past two days, I have always received reports from my subordinates, saying that several demon cultivators in the team disappeared without a trace. After careful investigation, I found that they did not go anywhere, but disappeared inexplicably in the camp. Before disappearing, it seemed They have all come into contact with the erratic spiritual body beside Zhui Ri.

Because I received so many reports like this, I couldn't help but ask He Qianjue curiously every day: "What did you do to make all the magicians in my hand disappear one by one?"

He Qianjue looked indifferent: "It's nothing, they came to trouble me, I was too lazy to deal with it, so I used darkness to make them disappear forever."

He Qianjue's answer made Zhu Ri helpless and dumbfounded: "Are you planning to consume my combat power before the battle?"

He Qianjue was quite dissatisfied with Zhui Ri's words. He put his hands on his chest and raised his chin to despise Zhu Ri: "What do you mean wasting your combat power? If you can't control your own people, don't blame me for being rude."

Since He Qianjue was so ruthless, every day he had no choice but to openly order his subordinates to increase their control over the people in his team recently, and not to easily trouble others, especially He Qianjue.

Of course, even if this order is not issued, few demon cultivators dare to approach He Qianjue now, because basically, as long as they go to trouble He Qianjue, they will never return. Gradually, these arrogant demon cultivators realized that question.As long as He Qianjue knew that He Qianjue was an iron plate, no one would dare to kick him.

During the march of the magic army, they often detect obstacles and garrisons set up by decent monks and immortals on the road ahead. In order to go to the gate of the fairy world, the magic army team naturally has to eliminate obstacles encountered on the road one by one. So the offensive and defensive battle between the immortals and the demons was very fierce.

The number of both sides in the battle between immortals and demons is not too large.At most dozens of immortals were sent down from the fairy world, and most of them were decent monks from the human world to help.As for the demon army, except for those low-level demon cultivators, there are only a few hundred people who are really capable, and more than half of them are distributed in other battlefields. There are various numbers of dozens of people.

Although the number is small, the destructive power of the fight is astonishing, and it is common to shake mountains at every turn.

Fortunately, when the immortals set up obstacles and garrisons, they would drive nearby mortals to a safe area for protection. Not only mortals, but also many animals and plants would be moved away by them, so once a fight broke out, they didn't care The question of whether to destroy or not to destroy.

He Qianjue always felt that these immortals were fighting with demon cultivators, which made him feel a bit like the scenes in those ancient fantasy TV dramas arranged by humans. They were chaotic and there was not much order. The immortals were flying in the sky collectively, and the demon cultivators were all on the ground. Running, both sides chasing after each other, the seemingly gorgeous and ridiculous scene, but it also contains a trace of the cruelty of war.

He Qianjue won't take part in the battle. He has been floating around watching the show. When those immortals fight, he likes to find the farthest place to stay.

He has tried his best to reduce his presence to the extreme, but there are still a few malicious guys trying to find opportunities to cause trouble for him.

It may be because He Qianjue was more ruthless a while ago, and whoever came to find fault among the monsters and monsters of the demon race would let the other party come and go, so although there is no magic repair to find faults these days, they are probably just finding faults in another way. The way.

For example, on the battlefield where immortals and demons are fighting, some of the demon cultivators deliberately directed the enemy's attack moves in the direction of He Qianjue. When they attacked them with magic tricks, these demon cultivators quickly dodged, making the immortal's tricks naturally greet He Qianjue.

He Qianjue didn't react much, and didn't bother to hide. He raised his hand in a defensive manner, and he could easily defuse most of the attacking moves.

But if this kind of thing happens so many times, it will be really annoying.

Those boring demon cultivators seemed to see that He Qianjue didn't react much, but they became more and more excited and made things worse.Everyone began to think of ways to target He Qianjue, leading all kinds of offensive moves and weapons to throw at He Qianjue's side. After He Qianjue endured it several times, he finally couldn't take it anymore... and broke out.

Ever since, the next time there was a magician who intentionally led an attack and "borrowed the enemy's hand" to attack He Qianjue, He Qianjue easily deflected the attack and rushed forward, hitting those magicians who didn't have long eyes but liked to do it a few times. It became half disabled, and then it was thrown directly into the hands of several immortals on the opposite side.

In the end, He Qianjue smiled and said to the immortals: "These demon cultivators are free to dispose of as you like, so you must help me to give birth to them and recruit them!"

He Qianjue is a spirit body and looks like a ghost cultivator. The immortals are not sure whether He Qianjue is a decent person or a member of the demon cultivator, but he helped capture these demon cultivators, and soon won the favor of many immortals. favor.

Therefore, when He Qianjue repeatedly disabled those demon cultivators and handed them over to the immortals, some immortals asked He Qianjue politely: "May I ask your name?"

He Qianjue never hesitated to say his name: "My name is He Qianjue."

Then the act of reporting his name quickly made He Qianjue recognized by some immortals.During a certain time when He Qianjue was beating up some demon cultivators and sending them over as gifts to the immortals, an immortal suddenly rushed up to He Qianjue, couldn't help but put his hand on He Qianjue's shoulder, and shouted to him: "Qianjue! You are He Qianjue! Do you remember me?"

This sudden fairy was so excited, he grabbed He Qianjue's shoulder and shook it vigorously, which made He Qianjue dizzy from the shaking, and didn't recover for a while.After a while, he carefully looked at the excited fairy in front of him, thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Are you...?"

The immortal in front of He Qianjue was a teenager who appeared to be only in his teens. Of course, the actual age of the immortal was basically more than a thousand years old, so his appearance could not be used as a basis for judging his age.

This youth-like fairy has long black hair, dark green eyes, wearing a dark purple robe with gold trim, the same style of black boots, holding a majestic long sword embedded with gemstones, and a variety of accessories on his clothes. The whole person is very... "coquettish".

He Qianjue felt that this person looked familiar to him in appearance, but he couldn't remember exactly where he had seen him before. He racked his brains and thought for a long time until the other party said from his registration number: "It's me! I'm Yan Yongfei !"

Only then did He Qianjue suddenly realize "Oh", and said, "So it's Yan Yongfei..." By the way, who is that?

Without waiting for He Qianjue to fall into deeper memories and thoughts, Yan Yongfei started talking to He Qianjue on his own, chattering endlessly about a bunch of things... He Qianjue either has some memories, or he can't remember them at all. matter.

However, after the other party's nonsense, He Qianjue sort of figured out the situation, and also remembered who Yan Yongfei was.

It was said that when He Qianjue was still in the Qinghong Sword Sect and had not been sealed.Lu Xuange was very strict with He Qianjue at that time, and He Qianjue was not allowed to have too deep a relationship with anyone, not even a disciple of his sect. Lu Xuange demanded that He Qianjue at that time belong to and obey him completely from body to heart.

Of course, He Qianjue did it.But it is almost impossible to say that he has no friends or contacts of any kind at all.

Apart from Zhan Haoyan who had had many transactions with He Qianjue, He Qianjue had several friends from other sects at that time, and one of them was Yan Yongfei in front of him.

Yan Yongfei was promoted very early. He used to be a disciple of Sen Luomen, a sect that was pressured by Lu Xuange secretly and made it decline.

After the decline of the Sen Luo Sect, many members of the Sen Luo Sect either left to go to other sects, or simply lived in seclusion in the forest and did not care about world affairs, and some of them had been secretly eradicated by Lu Xuange's faction.

The same is true for Yan Yongfei. If He Qianjue hadn't intended to protect him back then, Yan Yongfei probably wouldn't have been able to walk out of Sen Luomen's mountain gate alive.

However, Yan Yongfei has a very strong personality and has no sense of crisis at all. He didn't see that the sect from his family was ruined by life, and thought that the Sen Luomen's situation was gone and not as good as it used to be. He also lamented this in front of He Qianjue. He never thought that He Qianjue was Lu Xuange's accomplice.

Later, He Qianjue protected him from the Sen Luo Sect, and Yan Yongfei went to another small sect. He stayed for more than 200 years. I don’t know what kind of opportunity he got, and his mood suddenly improved by leaps and bounds. He is a cheerful person who does whatever he wants. , the cultivation base improved very quickly, so he crossed the catastrophe and ascended in one fell swoop, and successfully ascended to the fairy world.

After going around for so many years, He Qianjue never thought that he would see him again.

Yan Yongfei was very happy to see He Qianjue, and happily patted He Qianjue on the shoulder, and said to him: "I didn't expect that! We met again! My God! I also heard that you are dead, I didn't expect You...uh..."

Speaking of which, Yan Yongfei looked He Qianjue up and down, and seeing that it was actually a spirit body floating in the air with his feet off the ground, he said in horror: "Damn it, you're really dead!"

Yan Yongfei has a nervous personality, and in modern terms, he should be a bit guilty, as can be seen from the taste of the various gemstones inlaid on his precious weapon and long sword.

Unexpectedly, after all these years, this guy hasn't changed at all.

Actually, He Qianjue didn't have time to talk about the past with Yan Yongfei here, after all, He Qianjue still didn't remember many past events.So He Qianjue changed the subject and pointed at Yan Yongfei, he said, "You have been...how have you been in the fairy world for so many years?"

"Not good, not good." Yan Yongfei shook his head vigorously, "It feels like I have gone to an upgraded version of the cultivation world, and everyone is still fighting for cultivation and resources. I feel that I didn't do anything on it. 1000 Years have passed, and another invasion of the Demon World has begun, which is unbelievably fast."

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"Is he the He Qianjue you mentioned?" After Yan Yongfei recognized He Qianjue and said a few words to him, another immortal next to him also stepped forward to talk to them. This immortal looked He Qianjue up and down. With a bit of scrutiny in his eyes, he said to Yan Yongfei: "I heard that He Qianjue is a traitor who betrayed the cultivation world. He was sealed into Feng Tianjing by the head of the Qinghong Sword Sect 1000 years ago."

"Nonsense!" Yan Yongfei had heard of this rumor all the time, but he always insisted on not believing it. Whenever others mentioned it, he would stomp his feet angrily, but the immortals around him had different opinions, but they all said the same thing. Yan Yongfei couldn't help but not believe it.

But today he finally found a reason to refute, pointed at He Qianjue in front of him and said, "Tell me, if he is sealed, who is this in front of me now?"

The immortal was unwilling, and argued: "But I heard the news from the 'Eight Immortals of the Tao', and the information of the 'Eight Immortals of the Tao' has always been very accurate. After that, I specifically asked Qinghong Sword who was later ascended." Lu Xuange, the master of the sect, and Lu Xuange himself admitted it, how could there be a lie, He Qianjue was definitely a traitor back then."

Yan Yongfei saw that he couldn't speak to others, so he turned to He Qianjue for verification: "Qianjue, tell me, was that thing true or not?"

"It happened so long ago..." He Qianjue smiled ironically, "You guys are still mentioning it like gossip."

Yan Yongfei became embarrassed when he heard the words, and really felt that he would have a bad influence on He Qianjue by gossiping about these trivial matters, so he waved to He Qianjue and said, "I'm sorry, Qianjue, I just don't believe that you are such a person, nor I believe you are dead, in my impression you are a very strong guy, how can you die so easily."

He Qianjue just laughed, stretched out his hand and patted Yan Yongfei's shoulder and said: "It seems that I have to live up to your expectations, Yan Yongfei... I was indeed a traitor back then, and I was indeed sealed in Feng Tianjing, but now , I just came out of the mirror."

He Qianjue's words stunned Yan Yongfei who heard the words. After digesting for a long time, Yan Yongfei finally came to his senses and said in astonishment: "Wait a minute, did you mean the truth just now? Qianjue..."

"Of course, why should I lie to you?" He Qianjue lowered his voice seriously: "By the way, until now, I have been with those demon cultivators who are fighting with you next to you, so you should not leave me too much." Closer is better."

Yan Yongfei was the first to express disbelief: "You are kidding me, Qian Jue! You just helped us catch a few demon cultivators."

As he said that, Yan Yongfei raised his foot and kicked the two demon cultivators who had just been beaten half-mutilated by He Qianjue.

"You have to know that the demon cultivators have become a habit of killing each other, so it's not unusual for me to help you catch two demon cultivators." He Qianjue spread his hands and smiled cunningly.

Yan Yongfei still didn't believe it: "But you don't have any magic energy in you...I don't care, as long as you don't have magic energy, I don't believe that you are with them."

"Then you should believe it." Seeing that Yan Yongfei was so stubborn, He Qianjue had no choice but to resort to a big move. He reached out and tapped his fingers in front of Yan Yongfei and the other two immortals, and then a wave burst out of his palm. The horrifying black devilish energy, the devilish energy was raging, and the deterrent force hit his face.

If these immortals knew what they were talking about, they would definitely know that this was the Demonic Venerable's day-by-day demonic energy, imitated by He Qianjue.

However, the immortals basically couldn't tell the difference between the magic energy between the demon cultivators. In their view, this was an extremely evil force, like a terrifying super virus stained with death.

So the moment He Qianjue released the devilish energy, the immortals suddenly looked terrified, and they all backed away from He Qianjue.

But just when He Qianjue thought he could use the devilish energy to send these immortals away, he was shocked to find that Yan Yongfei was standing proudly amidst the pile of devilish energy he had released, and he didn't take a step back, staring blankly. Looking at He Qianjue, he said righteously: "I don't believe it, He Qianjue, don't lie to me with such tricks!"

What Yan Yongfei said was so righteous that even the companion next to him couldn't stand it any longer. A fairy stretched out his hand and grabbed Yan Yongfei's arm and said, "Yan Yongfei, don't go there! Didn't you see the demonic energy erupting from this guy? The demonic energy is extremely powerful , if you get close, you will be infected too!"

Yan Yongfei shook off the hand of the immortal next to him, still staring at He Qianjue: "I heard you say a word before I left, He Qianjue. You said that you want to find your own 'truth', so why don't you embark on the road of magic cultivation? Is it the 'truth' you found? He Qianjue, how can you indulge yourself like this!?"

He Qianjue really didn't want to know what was going on in Yan Yongfei's mind, seeing him looking at He Qianjue with pity and grief in his eyes, He Qianjue felt goosebumps all over his body, he shook his head and trembled With the pimple on his body, he raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed, "Forget it, talking to you is just a waste of time...Yan Yongfei, I only want to give you a word of advice. If you can return to the fairy world in the near future, look at your immortals, He's going to be in trouble soon."

Then He Qianjue didn't wait for the immortals present to understand the meaning of his words, and made an attacking move, imitating the several spells of the day, and the wave of demonic energy hit the immortals in front of them, and the immortals were shocked. , one of them jumped up and picked up Yan Yongfei, who was still a little dazed, to avoid the wave of demon energy, and then flew a little farther away from He Qianjue.

But after they separated, He Qianjue turned around and left the battlefield, disappearing among the crowd of demons below.

But the fighting on the battlefield is still going on.

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On the other side, Zhan Haoyan took the small glass bottle containing the weak spirit body that He Qianjue gave him to the gate of the underworld. According to the procedure, he planned to open the glass bottle and release the spirit body inside, because the underworld The attraction of the gate itself, the moment the spirit body comes out, it will be taken away by the power of the gate of the underworld, successfully arrive at the underworld, and become one of the thousands of reincarnated souls.

But before doing so, Zhan Haoyan lifted the glass bottle in his hand, brought it up to his eyes, observed the blurred and misty soul inside, and couldn't help sighing:

"If I had known this before, why bother, Lu Xuange...is this the best ending for you?"

Sighing at this point, Zhan Haoyan stopped talking, twisted off the lid of the glass bottle, and released the remnant soul inside, but the next thing happened beyond Zhan Haoyan's expectations.Because when he released the remnant soul in the glass bottle, not only was the weak remnant soul not attracted by the attraction of the gate of the underworld, but it went in the opposite direction. The position in the southeast direction flew out.

Zhan Haoyan took a look at the direction in which the remnant soul flew out, and that seemed to be the location where the two clans of immortals and demons started their battle.

This sudden situation made Zhan Haoyan involuntarily show a dignified expression. He turned his head and glanced at the gate of the underworld standing behind him. This gate is invisible to human eyes. Even immortals can't see this door, but all souls in the world should be able to see it, and they can't resist the attraction of this door.

So why?Lu Xuange's weak remnant soul left behind such a tempting door. The moment he got rid of the shackles, he only went to the place he wanted to go the most, and left without hesitation.

"I'm going to die." Zhan Haoyan looked at the direction where the soul disappeared, and muttered to himself, "The way to die when the soul flies away."

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Leading his demon army day by day, on the eighth day after leaving the demon world and formally attacking towards the gate of the fairy world, he had already almost arrived at the gate of the fairy world...near Changbai Mountain.

This is already the white tropical zone of the battlefield of immortals and demons. The immortal lord Yue Rong sent a group of immortals to garrison nearby, and every day must conquer this area as soon as possible and seize the dominance.

He Qianjue made up his mind not to help, so during the peak period when he led his subordinates to fight the immortals to the death every day, He Qianjue sat at the foot of the uninhabited mountains and rivers near Changbai Mountain, with a basket beside him, and ate fish by the pond. .

He worked hard for a long time, but he didn't catch a single fish in the basket.

Then He Qianjue stopped fishing. He sat by the pond and soaked his feet in the water, staring at the scenery not far away in a daze.

In the process of being in a daze, He Qianjue felt a gust of wind blowing around him, which made He Qianjue shiver involuntarily, turned his head and found a vague remnant soul beside him.

The soul is very blurred, its face and outline can no longer be seen clearly, only a white, roughly human-shaped shape is left, trembling against the wind, feeling like it will be blown away by a gust of wind at any time... ...Yes, it is such a poor remnant soul.

Seeing this strand of soul made He Qianjue slightly startled.

The astonished He Qianjue was silent for a moment, his voice was hoarse, and he said to the remnant soul: "Why are you back again?"

The remnant soul didn't answer He Qianjue. It seemed that it had no self-awareness. At this stage, the soul lost all memory and became confused. It might disappear anytime, anywhere.

"Why are you so persistent?" He Qianjue was really a little puzzled, seeing the return of this remnant soul made him very puzzled.

While puzzled, He Qianjue was also a little uncomfortable. His indescribable discomfort made He Qianjue feel restless and restless, and his heart vibrated in his chest like a drumstick.

But that dazed remnant soul couldn't understand He Qianjue, it only had the most primitive and basic obsession left, and its obsession supported it to come here, came to He Qianjue's side, crossed the battlefield between immortals and demons , After passing through countless spells and formations, it successfully arrived in front of He Qianjue.

When it came to He Qianjue, it didn't do anything, it just quietly floated beside He Qianjue, looking at He Qianjue, as if silently waiting for the last moment to come.

Waiting for the moment to dissipate.

"You make me very upset, Lu Xuange." He Qianjue stretched out his hand, gathered some spiritual power, then grabbed the white remnant soul and held it in the palm of his hand. It was already very small, turning into a hazy white mist He Qianjue nourished it with some spiritual power so that it would not dissipate so quickly.

He Qianjue lowered his head, his long black hair fell down and fell on the palm of He Qianjue's palm, causing the remnant soul in the white mist in his palm to wander among He Qianjue's hair.

"You chose death yourself... so you must follow me until you die?" He Qianjue clenched his fists and held the misty ghost in his palm.

Perhaps he clenched his fist too hard, and the remnant soul in He Qianjue's hand let out a low cry that resembled a scream, and the sound was so low that it was almost inaudible.

But He Qianjue quickly let go of his hand, looking at the increasingly weak and transparent soul in his hand.

He Qianjue stared at him for a long time.

Finally He Qianjue said: "I forgive you, Lu Xuange... As I said, as long as you remember me, I will forgive you."

The remnant soul in the palm of his hand seemed to have heard He Qianjue's words, it stirred its own white mist in He Qianjue's palm, and seemed to be looking at He Qianjue with its head raised.He Qianjue seemed to be able to sense its gaze from its white ball-shaped soul.

Then it floated up and touched He Qianjue's face, but it was nothingness, and He Qianjue could only slightly feel the coolness on his face.