Mie Shiwen's male protagonist can read minds [Quick Transmigration]

The exit between the world of cultivating immortals and the world of demons is in a vast land. The atmosphere here has been tense and stalemate for a long time. The sky above where the monks and monsters of the two worlds confront each other is dim, and the invisible smoke of gunpowder presses down on the hearts of many tense monks.

Some of them didn't dare to breathe too hard. Under such circumstances, it seemed that even the slightest sound would become a flame of fire.

Compared with the low air pressure on the monk's side, the atmosphere on the devil's side is particularly weird. Most of the monsters are bored and unprepared to fight. Generally speaking, it looks like a lazy atmosphere.

Hong Geng's face was solemn, and he changed his posture to protect the juniors behind him in silence. After seeing another monster yawned and looked at the sky in a daze, he frowned slightly and glanced up at the sky.

Apart from the depressing and disturbing feeling of the gloomy sky, there is nothing worthy of the attention of these monsters.

Is he thinking too much?

A sound came from Hong Geng's side, he glanced aside, frowned even more tightly and said in a low voice: "Stand back."

Although Ling You was worried, he still showed some relief to Hong Geng: "Brother, you alone can't protect everyone."

He only realized one thing after the death of his junior uncle, that only when they themselves become stronger can they protect others while protecting themselves.

In order not to drag down relatives and friends.

Ling You can no longer take it for granted to hide behind others, and use his own weak reason to watch important people have various accidents in order to protect himself.

Beside Ling You, there were also many Hongjianzong disciples standing beside the two of them instead of behind them.

Hong Geng couldn't help feeling complicated.

Even though the demon world is weird, nothing in the arena can escape the eyes and ears of these demons.

You Qiu said with great interest: "The sect over there is a bit interesting, especially the spiritual power of the leading little sword cultivator is really pure."

Luo Zhi glanced at the sky, glanced casually at the side that You Qiu was pointing at, then turned his eyes to the new demon king who was sitting behind the army with his eyes closed and his body was cold, and clicked his tongue lightly.

Although they were willing to admit the other party's identity as a demon king after taking Xiao Xianzun away, this guy is like a monster, and even they have to avoid the edge temporarily under the trend of the situation.

After this guy opened the exit of the two realms by himself, they had already acquiesced to the identity of the Demon Lord.

However, he remembered something and asked You Qiu: "What about the old guy? Isn't he looking forward to coming out more than anyone else?"

You Qiu was staring at the spiritual power of the little sword cultivator, when he heard this sentence suddenly, he didn't turn his head around for a moment.

"Old guy? You're dead."

You Qiu casually replied that there are demons who go crazy and self-mutilate and die every moment in the demon world, and it would not be a miracle to have one more.

Luo Zhi stared at the sky and didn't think too much about it.

Compared with the immediate matter, other things have to be pushed back.

Yan Shuo, who was blocked by the army, sat on the chair with no expression on his face, looking cold in his bloody eyes, which made people avoid three feet, but there was a dead silence deep in the eyes.

Thick black eyelashes covered his black eyes, his long legs were crossed, and he was leaning on the armrest of the chair with one hand. Yan Shuo never looked up to the sky. The violent aura of the person suppressed the space around him.

His current strength has reached [-]% of his previous life, and the remaining [-]% only needs time, and by then he can kill the immortal world alone.

Above the fairy road is the Supreme.

Maybe it's better to change it to another title, God.

Although Yan Shuo is a demon, he has a godhead.

Demons with godheads are undoubtedly the scourge of this world.

Under Yan Shuo's hand, Qian Kun's sword trembled slightly, stopping for a while and trembling for a while, it was the reaction of trying to endure after holding back the fear and really couldn't help trembling.

Yan Shuo opened and clenched his hand with clear and visible veins, and finally grasped the hilt of the sword: "Don't be afraid, you were chosen for me by Master himself."

The words are exactly the same, but there is a feeling that things are right and wrong.

But the strange thing is that Qiankun's sword really stopped trembling.

After the army gradually became agitated, Yan Shuo said lazily without raising his eyebrows, "Let's go."

The monks couldn't see the demon king behind the demon world, but they could sense the terrifying pressure behind them that made their scalps tense. After a wave of fluctuations came out, the demon world became excited instantly, and rushed towards the goal they had been coveting for a long time .

Only immortals can truly be called opponents of demons.

So once you make a move, the world of cultivating immortals will be at a disadvantage instantly!

Hong Geng faced Mo Youqiu, who was at the level of a demon master, and was completely at a disadvantage against the enemy with one move. In this case, he still maintained his calm, trying to find loopholes in the opponent's almost impenetrable attack.

Youqiu sneered: "Little monk, even if you find a weakness with your little skill, you can't beat me."

His scarlet lips were stretched wide, and he said with a strange smile: "Unless... otherwise, I will definitely decide on your spiritual power."

The sword in Hong Geng's hand moved swiftly, one after another sword lights left only afterimages, intertwined into a sword formation with flashes of spiritual light, blocking every magic power.

Only a thought flashed through his mind.

unless?Unless what?

The Biyin sect uses music to set up formations, and is most afraid of the enemy's approaching. However, in the face of obstacles, the demons who just kill them with a fever in their minds can barely block them, so most of them live after the battle.

Led by Wen Nong, thousands of disciples of the Biyin Sect used musical instruments to form a giant phantom formation covering the battlefield, and the blocking time for demons of different cultivation levels was also completely different.

A demon at the level of a demon master broke through this maze in just a few breaths.

The Buddha's music of Wu Zen restrains all kinds of evils in the world, and suppresses the power of demons to a certain extent, and it is also a sect that is troublesome to the army of demons.

The female disciples of the Scarlet Phoenix Sect headed by Xia Miaolu are entangled with an extremely charming female devil. Both of them are rare and enchanting beauties in appearance, but the entire Scarlet Phoenix Sect disciples can only barely contain it. This witch is alone.

"The slave family will not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade~"

The female devil smiled charmingly, but the laughter revealed strange fluctuations, which confused the minds of the monks silently.

Xia Miaolu's eyes were fixed, and she became entangled with her again.

Among them is the demon world, which is not in harmony with the human race. At this time, the demon race is silently connected with the human race, protecting the land behind them.

The leader of the demon world is a demon cultivator with an overly alluring appearance, but his attacks are not as fierce as his appearance.

He is the son of the general of the demon tribe, and one of the heirs of the demon king of the lower realm. He is Huayan who sneaked into Hongjianzong to remove the future demon king according to the prophecy of the priest of the demon tribe.

Huayan waved his hands and counted demon vines that trapped many demons with their demon power, and they strangled many demons with their backhands.

The rest of the famous sects are exhausting what they have learned to stop this front.

Unable to stop it, the world of cultivating immortals fell.

There is no more peace in this world.

The color of blood infested the land, and the dark sky was also covered with a layer of blood mist. At first glance, this world was an extremely ominous color of blood.

All the monks guarding the sect silently watched the world in the water mirror, the atmosphere was silent and mourning.

The same is true for the secret door.

Some elders had trembling hands, they could see the blood, and they could also see the devilish energy rushing straight into the sky silently corroding the vitality and aura of the world of cultivating immortals. The scene of calamity made them afraid.

"Sect master...no one can stop him except the immortal."

The elder said with a trembling voice.

Tian Jizi couldn't get out of the main hall, he looked at the blood-stained sky in the distance through the wide open hall door, his face was calm.

"There is one person who can stop it."

What makes Tianjizi incompatible with his youthful appearance is his eyes and hair. His head is full of white hair and his eyes are full of vicissitudes. When looking at the outside world with tired eyes, it always gives people a feeling of looking farther away through time and space.

He looked at the blood-colored sky, and there was a wave in his eyes, and there were some inexplicable waves in his voice.

"The man is here."

The world of cultivating immortals is no match for the world of demons.

The desperation represented by this fact itself was not enough to knock down Hong Geng, but when he swept across with his horizontal sword exhausted, he saw the demon king who was originally blocked by many monsters.

Losing one's mind is the most unacceptable on the battlefield of life and death, but he still lost his mind.

Even if the new Demon Lord, the one who provoked this great war, has a unique aura around him, and his appearance is like a demon, his identity cannot be denied.

That was the only apprentice of the junior martial uncle, who was protected by the junior martial uncle in front of the arrogance of the entire immortal cultivation world. He looked at the junior disciple who entered the sect.

Banquet Junior Brother.

When Hong Geng half-kneeled on the ground and coughed up a mouthful of blood, he was in extremely complicated mood. Across the chaotic scene on the battlefield, he seemed to meet Yan Shuo's eyes from afar.

But the other party looked away unmoved.

The scene was gradually falling to one side, and the defensive front formed by the monks was slowly disintegrating. When the blood in the sky became thicker, the battle situation had already entered the final stage.

Only then did Yan Shuo lazily raise his eyes, what he smelled in his nostrils was the smell he was familiar with, and it was also the smell that accompanied his previous life.

Regardless of whether the smell came from himself or someone else, it was always the smell of blood, an unpleasant smell.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The huge coercion instantly covered the battlefield, causing the weak battle scene to fall into a strange stagnation.

The blood mist that covered the sky was washed away, revealing the clear light of the sky. When the scattered light enveloped this space, many monks hadn't reacted and touched their faces caressed by the light in a daze. .

Warm and bright, it makes them want to cry.

However, there was an almost distorted excitement on the faces of the demons. Youqiu directly threw away the little sword cultivator who was greedy. There were cracks on the appearance of the human figure, and the hideous and terrifying inside was quickly closed.

Like many demons, he stared at the sky eagerly, never blinking his eyes, not wanting to miss Xiao Xianzun's figure for a moment.

Not to mention the deeper meaning of the little fairy to them, the little fairy itself is an extremely magnificent beauty in the world, even in the devil world, it is also an extremely beautiful and peerless flower of ice and snow.

I want to touch it, but I am afraid that I will melt into this world-renowned flower.

Yan Shuo has been watching this from the sidelines with cold eyes, and there is no wave in his heart but a trace of killing intent.

Without the Immortal Staircase, he can go down to the lower realms, and he is indeed a living immortal.

The sky melted, and the blood mist completely dissipated. It was a very beautiful sky scene to look at the clear sky above without looking at the tragic scene below.

But soon, everyone saw the existence beyond the limit of their cognition of beauty.

Under the sky, above the earth.

Everything fell into an eerie silence.

There are traces of their familiarity in the eyebrows and eyes of the fairy standing in the air, but compared with the beauty that shocked them in the past, it makes them speechless for a long time now.

Immortals—gather the aura of heaven and earth to recast their bones, so the dust is not as cold as flesh and bones.His behavior is refined from the world, so he is indifferent and pure.

Fenghua Yungu, unparalleled in the world.

And the person who fell from the sky like a hallucination perfectly fits everyone's extravagant imagination of an immortal, and even far exceeds their imagination.

The face that looks at the world with drooping eyebrows is extremely cold, the moonlight flows around her body, and the immortal energy rises above the clouds, descending into the world is already pity for the world.

The water mirrors of all sects and sects seemed to be frozen and stopped moving. Some people looked at Duo Yao's face in a daze, and then felt even more lost when they suddenly realized it. But there was a person on the battlefield whose blood eyes were extremely scarlet, staring at the sky for a long time without moving.

A voice in Yan Shuo's heart was chanting frantically: "Master, it's Master, Master, Master, Master..."

But there was also a voice telling him that this was a scam, many dark thoughts were rolling in his heart, and countless speculations flooded his mind. Yan Shuo thought he would hate and be angry, but when he came back to his senses, he was already standing in this position. In front of the person who left him.

Duo Yao was slightly stunned, looking at the young man who was almost teleporting up to block him, and couldn't help but take a step back. It wasn't fear at that moment, but a feeling of guilt in his heart.

This retreat seemed to have stimulated the young man, and those bloody eyes, which were already extremely evil and scarlet, showed aggrieved and angry emotions, and Duo Yao couldn't help but raised his hand to touch the side of the young man's face.

He was a little lost in thought.

Hands full of blood and tears, what was observed in the water mirror and never touched is even more real. Even Duo Yao was in a daze for a while, frowning lightly and feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

At this moment of ecstasy, the foreground flickered, but Duo Yao's fingertips moved slightly but stopped...

And everyone in the Three Realms has seen it.

The peerless celestial being was held captive in the arms of the cold new demon king and ran away!

All the immortals in the fairy world:? ? ? ! ! !

Devils in the Demon World: Well done! ! !

The author has something to say:

The author himself said here: Well done!

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I didn't bring an umbrella today, and it was hard to go back to the dormitory in the heavy rain and struggle to clean up the mess.

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