After escaping, the male protagonist always wants to rip off my vest

"Changming, you..."

The words of refusal had already reached his lips, and Qiu Shengmiao was about to say something, but was suddenly shocked by Zhou Changming's gaze.

The man faced him, his face was pale, but his eyes were extremely firm:

"Trust me, I have a way to identify the magic heart stone."

Qiu Shengmiao's expression froze.

He couldn't help but recall Lin Chushu's doubts in the past when Zhou Changming's identity was not yet clear.

"That person may have a special connection with the Demon Heart Stone."

This sentence echoed involuntarily in my ears.

My master's unknown secret is the power to check and balance the magic heart stone.

On the other hand, Zhou Changming seemed to be doing the opposite.

If this person is allowed to enter the barrier...

Master knows, will he blame himself?

"Brother, we must hurry up."

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Jiang Yuzhuo leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"The infected candidates have spread to all parts of the barrier. Once the number of infected people starts to increase exponentially, the situation will get out of control."

"But……"

Qiu Shengmiao was still a bit tangled.

He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to bring Zhou Changming, but the man had already grabbed his wrist involuntarily.

Following behind Jiang Yuzhuo, they jumped into the barrier together.

……

"Senior Sister Min, those fellow Taoists...what happened?"

Somewhere in Xuanguang Baojian, several female disciples huddled behind the stone wall, barely supporting the defensive magic circle within a radius of three meters.

Everything that happened just now was like a terrifying nightmare.

The second trial was being carried out normally, and the hunting process was going smoothly, until those monsters filled with purple-black mist appeared without warning.

The fighting power of those terrifying monsters is extremely strong, far beyond what ordinary monsters can match.

They saw with their own eyes that they scratched the examinees who were traveling with them, and then amazing mutations also occurred on the wounded.

Those people lost their sanity one after another, and their skin began to turn purple and fester.

Afterwards, purple-black mucus gushed out from their limbs, and their healthy bodies collapsed.

Apart from retaining the outline of a human figure, they can no longer even be called human race.

Instead, it turned into some kind of hideous monster.

What's even more frightening is that these "people" can also infect all monks indiscriminately through attacks just like those monsters.

Min Yueru struggled to support the magic circle, her heroic face was full of dignity.

She is a leader among the rookie disciples of the Minshan School, with a Xiu spear, she is so proficient that she is hard to beat under Yuanying.

But in the face of these fog-wrapped monsters, they were powerless to fight back.

Or, to put it in more detail, she cannot guarantee that she will be able to contend with them without being traumatized in any way.

"Have you all crushed the messenger spirit beads issued by Xuanji?" She gritted her teeth and asked.

"The news has spread, but the rescue team has not arrived yet."

The female disciple behind her was already crying, "Senior Sister Min, will we die here...?"

"Shut up, instead of trembling, it's better to strengthen the magic circle, maybe there is still a way out."

Min Yueru was equally bored.

If she hadn't met this group of low-level disciples on the way, but an outstanding person like Ye Qingyi, I'm afraid the current situation would not be so dangerous.

Monsters swooped in from outside the magic circle from time to time, and under the impact again and again, fine cracks appeared faintly on the edge of the barrier.

If this continues, they probably won't last long.

Disturbed, Min Yueru looked into the distance through the brilliance of her spiritual power, and her eyes caught a familiar blue figure inadvertently.

"...Qingyi?!"

All wishes come true, the sky is endless, Min Leru was ecstatic, and shouted loudly: "Come on, we are here!"

But the defensive magic circle was at the critical moment of support, and when she was distracted by this call, the check and balance of power immediately collapsed.

Numerous cracks opened in the barrier in an instant, and the monsters hovering outside immediately aimed at the cracks at this moment, and began to break in fiercely.

And the next moment, Ye Qingyi's sword light also fell from the sky dangerously.

The wave of spiritual power was turbulent like a knife, piercing deeply into the monster's back, their mouths erupted with mournful roars, and their mucus splashed everywhere.

Ye Qingyi's posture was like a swallow, and she easily avoided the invasion of the purple-black tentacles. She turned around and stabbed a few times, opening a path for Min Yueru and others.

"Senior Sister Min, come in this direction!"

The Minshan School and the Qingyun Sword School have always been friends, and Min Ye and they have been called sisters and brothers for many years.

The joy of being saved from a desperate situation made Min Yueru's eyes warm, she nodded vigorously with sobs, and flew out with the female disciple behind her.

The threat of life and death has stimulated everyone's potential to the limit.

In addition, despite the large number of infected monsters and their strong attacks, their movement speed was not so fast. They ran away with all their strength for a while, and finally separated some distance from the threat behind them.

"Qingyi, thank you very much, if you weren't here, we might..."

Min Yueru spoke softly, then bit her lips silently.

She, who has always been resolute, had the urge to cry at this moment.

Ye Qingyi sighed and shook her head: "It's only natural for fellow Taoists to help each other. Senior sister, you don't have to be too sentimental. If you change places, you will do the same."

"By the way, have you used all of your communication spirit beads?"

Min Yueru nodded: "It's all been used up, and we haven't met reinforcements for a long time, maybe it's because we fled in all directions and came to the edge of the barrier."

"There is a recovery point magic circle at the entrance of the enchantment, and the terrain is high and the field of view is wide."

"We might as well set off to the vicinity, so that we can recover our physical strength in time, and it will also make it easier for monks outside the barrier to find us." Ye Qingyi suggested.

Although places with abundant spiritual power may also cause monsters to gather, but under the current situation, no place in the enchantment can be called a safe place.

It would be better to burn the boat and fight back.

"I still carry some communication fireworks commonly used by sects outside the pavilion, if it is a last resort, it can also be used to attract attention."

After Min Yueru took care of the injuries for everyone, she and Ye Qingyi lined up at the head and tail of the team and moved forward quickly.

Not long after, Ye Qingyi suddenly stopped walking forward.

Behind everyone who couldn't see, he raised his hand hesitantly, and touched his ear.

There, there was a small wound that was slowly oozing blood.

……

After Zhou Changming, Qiu Shengmiao, and Jiang Yuzhuo entered the barrier, they began to look for the trapped candidates.

Along the way, countless infected people died or were injured. Although they looked very hideous and ugly, he still endured the discomfort in his heart and pointed his hand at where they were.

"Do you need to interact?"

Monotonous system commands have been tried and tested.

After he was sure that he could identify the infected people of the Demon Heart Stone in this way, he sacrificed the ancient Shuangyun sword and the rising sun bow to kill the infected people he met on the road one by one.

Even though the NPCs who fell under his hands were all data-based NPCs, his wrists were still trembling like spasms.

Before today, these "people" were still rookies in the cultivation of the Three Realms.

They came here full of ideals and expectations, but inexplicably came to the end of their lives.

And when he appeared here, he involuntarily dealt the final blow to them who were dying.

Is it sin, or redemption?

"The Demon Heart Stone is really terrifying, it can destroy the human body to such an extent without making a sound."

Qiu Shengmiao opened the abdomen of a dead body, only to see that it was already empty under the flesh.

"Even if we don't end their lives, they have already 'died' under the encroachment of the magic heart stone."

He patted Zhou Changming's shoulder reassuringly, "Life is fate, Chang Ming, you don't have to worry about it too much."

In the past, he was always laughing and joking, but now he showed a bit of the magnanimous demeanor of the chief disciple of Mo Xingsi.

Jiang Yuzhuo nodded silently, his eyes darkened slightly.

They walked along the direction where the monster's corpses were distributed, and it didn't take long before they came to the recovery point of the illusion.

It seems that many candidates are preparing to restore their spiritual power and fight a protracted battle. The defense circles, large or small, are shining brightly, and they are struggling to resist the impact of monsters.

Seeing this, Zhou Changming let out a soft shout, hooked his five fingers like electricity to the bowstring of the rising sun, and held the ancient Shuangyun sword in his other hand, resting firmly in the groove.

Just in the blink of an eye, surging spiritual power surged from the fingertips into the blade.

The brilliant golden brilliance flowed like a scorching sun, and the murderous aura poured down like mercury.

As soon as Su Bai loosened his finger, the ancient sword shot out like a shooting star.

In the east wind night, flowers and trees are bloomed, and the stars are like rain.

The sword shadow of the ancient sword turned into countless light rains in mid-air, falling from the sky, and then turned into sharp blades and pierced into the monster's body on the ground, setting off bursts of mournful wailing.

At the same time, Jiang Yuzhuo and Qiu Shengmiao also sacrificed their respective spirit martial arts.

The soul-eating knife in the former's hand attracted the power of thunder from the sky, and the rumbling thundercloud summoned thousands of lightning bolts to strike straight down; the jade staff in the latter's hand outlined the roar of water dragons, and the sharp claws lifted the monsters far away.

With their help, all the test participants felt less stressed.

While adjusting interest rates, they also seized the opportunity and launched a counterattack.

The originally extremely unfavorable situation gradually began to tilt, and the candidates were basically able to maintain the consumption of their skills under the supply of spiritual power from the recovery formation.

The powerful attack by Zhou Changming and others made the infected monsters afraid to approach for a while.

"Thank you Immortal Venerable for your help!"

Suddenly a familiar call came from behind, Zhou Changming turned around following the sound, and saw Ye Qingyi standing behind him with a smile on his face.

His whole body was in a state of distress, covered with purple-black stains, and his face was a little pale due to excessive consumption.

But fortunately, the whole body does not seem to be injured.

"It turns out that you are here. Fortunately, there is nothing serious."

Zhou Changming nodded, and couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, "Do you know other people..."

Before he could finish this sentence, the second half of the sentence was choked in his throat.

Ye Qingyi was also stunned in place.

Extreme pain came from the chest.

He lowered his head in a daze, only to see the tip of a sword protruding from his chest.

The tyrannical spiritual power caused blood to spurt from the wound in an instant, but there was no blood on the sword.

The ice blue streamer spread along the long sword, and the fingers holding the sword were slender and powerful, with well-defined joints.

There were screams all around.

Ye Qingyi stared fixedly at Zhou Changming, her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make any sound.

Blood gushed out from his seven orifices, his slender body swayed and fell down abruptly.

Only then did everyone see the white-clothed immortal standing behind him.

There was still a cold expression on that stern face, as if what he killed was not a disciple of cultivating immortals, but some monster that urgently needed to be killed.

He raised his eyes leisurely, and his eyes flicked over the faces in front of him, either in horror or fear or anger.

In the end, it stayed on the pair of slightly red peach blossom eyes.

The author has something to say: Shura field is loading! ! ! ! !

I'm sorry that I've been really exhausted these two days. The military training has exhausted me so much that I can't figure it out. In addition, there are a lot of arrangements, so the update is delayed until now. I hope the little angels will forgive me a lot!