After coaxing old enemies into avatars

A ray of demonic energy suddenly condensed on the fairy island, which was still clear and clear just now, followed by heavy clouds and rain.

The condensed evil spirit in the air keeps rising, which has already made ordinary monks feel very depressed.

The city guards quickly evacuated the city residents, leaving the three uninvited people in place.

"Devil cultivator?" Xue Tingbai's eyes lit up, the excitement of success dispelled his respect and fear for Sword Lord, "Sword Lord, I'm afraid that the previous day's discussion was not only because of a little too much action."

Huai Yujian Jun didn't expect that there was something abnormal in the enchantment he had set up. He turned his head and gave Xie Jinyi a look. The latter understood it instantly and quickly entered the formation.

Xue Tingbo just wanted to catch up with him to see the truth, but the enchantment that rose suddenly was like a bell jar, covering the strange place in front of him without letting out a bit.

Jianjun's sword of divine consciousness landed in front of Xue Tingbai, not allowing the person in front of him to approach him one step at a time.

His voice was indifferent and cold: "Maybe it's just the agitation of the demonic beast that was suppressed when I rescued Miss Jiang earlier, and I just deal with it. It's nothing to do with anyone, please go back."

Just one sentence made Xue Tingbai's feet tremble.

Sword Lord turned around and sank into the barrier, leaving only Jiang Chenxian standing in front of him.

"Xue Tingbai," Jiang Chen came over with a sword in his hand, his expression stern, "Get out."

Xue Tingbo looked at him aggressively and clenched his teeth.

Xue Tingbai didn't know anything about the monsters in the Demon Realm. He just heard from the man in black that Jiang Chen had a demonic obstacle in his heart and was about to lose his mind. If he walked from that ghostly place, his soul would be ruined. That's why he condescended to this man surnamed Sheng The waste came to Mian'an to "discuss an explanation".

But from the looks of it right now, how could Jiang Chenxian show any sign of being possessed?

Xue Tingbai didn't know what to do and didn't dare to confront the Sword Lord, he could only watch helplessly as the barrier formed, and Mian'an's guards rushed over to guard it.

Turning around in annoyance, only to find that Sheng Cheng, who was trembling like chaff before, had fallen to the ground, as if he had already died.

The man in black really used a secret method to control the waste.

This kind of tragedy made Xue Tingbo's heart tremble. He subconsciously looked back to find the culprit, but found that the man in black had long since disappeared.

The anger of being exploited welled up in his heart, and Xue Tingbai kicked Shengcheng's corpse angrily.But no matter what their purpose is, Mian'an Xiandao is already in chaos, what he should do now is to stay out of it, and he will be held accountable together with the Eight Sects of the Four Continents in the future.

"You dare to act fiercely now," Xue Tingbai put down his harsh words, "soon, everyone will know that you, a broken island, raise demonic beasts and demon cultivators, and the seven major sects will definitely encircle and suppress you hypocrites, and Yuanxing Palace will not be able to keep it you!"

Jiang Chenxian's eyes were scarlet: "Get lost—"

After driving people out of Mian'an, Jiang Chen looked worriedly into the barrier.

His cultivation base is too low, and the sword king let him stay here, he must not want him to go in and delay his legs.

The hands hanging by his sides were clasped angrily, and he all spurned his own weakness at this moment... People are panicked, disasters continue, this is the Mian'an he is in charge of.

"Young Master Jiang!" Mingshun ran up to him panting, and the flying sand and rocks tripped him to the ground, his face was ashamed and his body was in a mess.

Jiang Chenxian quickly lifted him up, and met the anxious and worried eyes of the little monk: "The aura of the demon cultivator reappeared, what's going on, where is Huai Zhao? Where is Yun Jian?"

Jiang Chen looked ashamed: "In the formation, I don't know."

Mingshun's voice trembled slightly, and he looked back at the dark sky of the night with a peaceful heart.

When Xie Jinyi and Huai Yujianjun rushed to the formation, Yun Jian and Sheng Huaizhao were nowhere to be seen.

"The demon energy remains, and someone came to take them away." Xie Jinyi held the Ziyao sword tightly, and subconsciously wanted to spread his consciousness to search for traces.

Huai Yujian raised his right hand lightly: "I have set up a barrier, if the barrier is not lifted, you can enter but not exit."

"Why is that?" Xie Jinyi returned to the place where Yun Jian and Sheng Huaizhao were standing before, and there was nothing there, "This demon is so powerful that he can hide people in your formation, Master?"

The Zhaoyue sword on Huai Yujian's waist was unsheathed, and the sword's intent pierced the wind to shatter all false illusions in front of him.

The enchantment swept away by the devilish energy was a mess.

A man in a black robe knelt and sat at the center of the formation, and there was a blood-red vessel in front of him. Using his severed hand as a pestle, he ground the meat in the metacarpal bone and poured it on the vessel.

After the vessel was injected with blood energy, it stirred faintly, and after sucking enough flesh and blood, it formed into a tighter ball.

The Sword Lord was expressionless, and the Zhaoyue sword fell in the air and split the black-robed man in half, and all kinds of poisonous insects quickly crawled out of the body that fell sideways, and soon there was only an empty shell left.

Even though Xie Jinyi had seen many monsters, he was also disgusted by the sight in front of him.

"It turned out to be this kind of puppet." Xie Jinyi looked disgusted, "His body is not here!"

Puppetry is a tool used for dispatches researched by the Institute of Artifacts. It has always been made of dead objects, but it has never been refined with poisonous insects.

Dead things such as wood and porcelain are easy to refine and easy to control, but if they are living things, not only need to condense the shape, but also need to separate the soul to control the movement of the living thing, otherwise the puppet will be out of control.

This black-robed man discarded the soul-dividing puppet like this, and his cultivation level must not be low.

The Sword Lord stepped forward and pierced the evil vessel that was beating like a heart with the tip of his sword, but the Ancient Excalibur couldn't pierce even the slightest crack.

"They're inside." Xie Jinyi looked at the immobile sword, and pulled out an artifact that made his heart tremble: "Is this a forbidden vessel?"

Sword Lord nodded.

Forbidden dish is one of the sorcery in the rumors, and it is a great tonic method for demon cultivators to improve their own cultivation.

Gu practitioners choose tens of thousands of poisonous insects to extract the heart-eating Gu, store the Gu in the living furnace, and then use the elixir to support and cultivate it.

If the tribulation fails, all previous efforts will be wasted, but if the tribulation is successful, it will be quickly imprisoned and refined by this blood-red vessel, and it will be condensed into a divine pill over time.

After swallowing it, one can jump from a mortal to the master of a realm overnight.

But not everyone can take the magic pill, every step of it needs to be nourished by the blood of the alchemist. Here, no one can swallow this pill except him.

"But Tu'er heard that although the forbidden vessel is great, the selection of poisonous insects and furnaces is quite strict..."

It’s not that simple to achieve the Tao overnight, it’s hard to find Gu worms, and it’s even harder to find living furnaces, and even the last forbidden vessel needs to be made of the skulls of ancient monsters, and it’s very easy to be backlashed by Gu worms during the period, if you step wrong, Forever.

Huai Yujian Jun sighed: "This is enough to prove that Yun Jian is rare in ten thousand years."

"Master, is there a way to save it?"

Xie Jinyi asked sincerely, almost begging.

If it was before, Lord Huai Yujian would be very happy to see his disciples worrying about others.

"The forbidden dish is an ancient sorcery, no one has ever used it, and no one has cracked it." Huai Yu stood with his sword in his hand, "Try it as best as you can."

Xie Jinyi looked tense.

Even the sword fairy can only do his best, Yun Jian and Sheng Huaizhao... I'm afraid it will be more or less auspicious.

In the forbidden dish

Yun Jian leaned close to Sheng Huaizhao's arms, the severe pain from the poison made him convulse all over, and clear tears fell one after another as if out of control, soaking a large area of ​​Sheng Huaizhao's clothes.

His reason was emptied in an instant, and Yun Jian's feathers seemed to be snapped off by a sharp knife, leaving only the purest weakness in the daytime.

"It hurts... it hurts..."

A wounded little beast hummed in the dark, its weeping sound was broken and fragile, as if he was the only one left in the world to suffer the pain, even the weak cry seemed to be oozing with blood.

Sheng Huaizhao hugged him tightly, only feeling that there was a dull pain in the wet part of his chest, and he gently stroked Yun Jian's hair: "It's okay to bear it, I'm here, I'll be with you."

The system of Consciousness Sea panicked: This, this, this, why is it that when the Bingshan Gu poison occurs, it kills people randomly and fights wildly, but when the Xiaocrybag Gu poison occurs, only tears are left.

Sheng Huaizhao thought the system was noisy, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and slowly wiped away his tears.

I never thought Yun Jian's crying was so distressing before, why is it so difficult to even breathe with Yun Jian's crying now?

Sheng Huaizhao looked at the misty barrier in front of him with anxiety.

Yun Jian's change is definitely not small. Sword Lord or Xie Jinyi should be able to find out, but until now there is no movement of support... I am afraid that there has been a sinister accident.

"Mother..." The person in her arms was a little delirious, and her trembling hand was tightly gripping Sheng Huaizhao's wrist, with such strength that even her fingerprints were three points deep, "Don't go...don't abandon me... "

Sheng Huaizhao took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "I am Sheng Huaizhao, Yun advises you to calm down."

However, his consolation didn't work, and the person trapped in pain seemed to be silent in a certain painful memory, uncontrollable.

"Admonisher knows I was wrong...Admonisher knows I was wrong..."

My heart hurts.

Sheng Huaizhao's previous impatience gradually settled down.

From the very beginning, he could see that Yunjian's Xiaokuibao personality was morbidly dependent on him, obedient to his words, loyal and unswerving, and he clearly knew that he was hiding something and accepted it.

Sheng Huaizhao thought it was troublesome before, after all, he was the one who wanted to complete the task and leave the book, but now recalling this idea, even he himself felt a little cruel.

If they were really that determined, they shouldn't have allowed the opportunity to be entangled by this dodder flower, which made them more and more inseparable now.

Sheng Huaizhao lightly held Xiaokubao's hand, and Yun Jian, in order not to awaken his personality at night, unexpectedly slashed his palm so bloody and bloody that the bones could be seen without others noticing.

So painful, so cruel.

He let out a long sigh, letting Yun Jian lean on his shoulder like hugging a child, comforting the person in the nightmare.

"I won't go, I won't abandon you."

Yun Jian's low voice went away, and he lay quietly on his shoulder, only sobbing occasionally, and the crying did not fade away.

"It's so sad, it really hurts."

A male voice mixed with a bad smile came from behind, Sheng Huaizhao turned his head quickly, and what he saw was a black robe that was blown and fluttered by the wind.

Sheng Huaizhao subconsciously held Yun Jian tightly in his arms, and looked at the person in front of him warily.

When he was hiding behind Xue Tingbo in the black robe earlier, he realized that there was something wrong with this person, but he didn't expect him to make a move under Jian Jun's nose.

"It's so affectionate, I hug him tightly like this." The man gently gathered the black robe on his body, revealing a righteous face, but the hands that stretched out the black robe seemed to be caught by evil spirits in hell. Sophisticated, skinny and ferocious.

The human skin attached to it was mottled and peeled off, revealing the white bones covered with foul-smelling flesh and blood.

Sheng Huaizhao's thoughts stopped for a moment: "...you are the skinning demon who is doing evil near Mian'an."

The man tore off a piece of thin skin stuck to his arm and threw it on the ground: "You have a good brain, no wonder..."

He paused for a while, as if he had touched some kind of secret restriction, and then smiled sinisterly: "You can take my apprentice to hide again and again."

This man is Yun Jian's master.

At the beginning, Sheng Huaizhao probably would never have imagined that the one who could teach the peerless genius and righteous hero in the original book would be a demon cultivator.

Sheng Huaizhao looked at him, but felt more and more that there was another pair of eyes staring at him through the magic cultivator.

That day when Yunjian failed to cross the catastrophe, his spirit core was completely shattered, and he had never seen this person. How could he be worthy of the name "Master" if he let it go like this?

The system quickly searched based on keywords: this demon cultivator is called Mo Ren, a powerful tool cultivator, and he was originally a decent person, but after the Juyue Sect was wiped out, he disappeared without a trace, and there are rumors in the world that he is dead.

But the fact is naturally not the case. He is limited by his talent, and his cultivation has reached the extreme and he cannot break through. After accumulating trials and failures, he finally gave birth to a demon, and was guided by the demon to fall into the devil's way, and even set his eyes on the male lead.

But in the original book, he only appeared as a memory killer, and his role was to consolidate the male protagonist's ill-fated fate and enrich his character design more fully.

In other words, no matter what, Mo Ren is not something that should exist in this world and continue to cause trouble.

But now, he appeared contrary to the plot.

"Give him to me, it's the second attack of his Heart-eating Gu." Mo Ren showed a sinister smile, "This Gu is deeply rooted in the heart, if it occurs three times, it will explode and die, even if you rely on Sword Lord can't save him either."

three times.

Sheng Huaizhao hugged the person in his arms tightly, his heartbeat quickened, but his face remained unchanged: "You are really dedicated to your disciples, and you are highly respected."

Mo Ren smiled contemptuously: "Otherwise, why should such a genius swordsman be used by me?"

Seeing that Sheng Huaizhao didn't show any sign of wavering, Mo Ren's claw-thin hand slowly took out a magic weapon from his bosom.

As soon as he opened the ancient black wooden box with a lingering evil spirit, a centipede crawled around his fingertips in an instant.

Huge and ferocious, slender and dense legs instantly made Sheng Huaizhao's heart sink like an ice cellar.

"Do you know what this is?" Mo Ren leaned over and approached Sheng Huaizhao, "This is the Gu in the boy in your arms."

"Let me think about it... At that time, Yun Jian was only seven years old. He was just abandoned by his biological mother, and he was picked up by me without support. He was extremely clingy." Mo Ren seemed to recall something funny, " When I said to accept him as a disciple, he knelt down and kowtowed to me, even if I pinched his neck and stabbed the Gu into his stomach, he just cried softly and would not resist."

"Tell me how pitiful he is."

Fury spread from his throbbing chest, before Mo Ren could react, the white tiger appeared out of thin air, and swiftly bit him off from behind.

Sheng Huaizhao stood up, only to realize that his hand on Yun Jian's waist couldn't stop shaking.

His knuckles fell lightly, and the white tiger seemed to have completely broken free from the restraint, roaring and tearing apart the beast in front of it.

It was the first time the system saw Sheng Huaizhao angry. It was completely different from the roaring and veined face he imagined. His anger reached its peak silently, and then erupted instantly without any extra delay.

If it weren't for his lack of power to restrain the chicken, it would be really chilling.

Mo Ren's body was crushed by the vicious tiger, and its saliva instantly decomposed large pieces of broken bones, obviously it didn't want to leave him a whole body.

When the puppet was shattered, Mo Ren was surprised for a moment. He didn't expect that the weak-looking young man was hiding such a hand.

"—I said, underestimating him will cost you your life."

The heavenly voice sounded like an order in Mo Ren's ears, and his expression darkened instantly: "Yes."

He really shouldn't underestimate the hint given to him by the "Master".

"……hehe."

A deep smile came from behind, Sheng Huaizhao quickly turned around, but found nothing.

"Did you think that I would die so easily?" Mo Ren's voice hovered and echoed around.

The system was trembling with fright just now, but instinctively noticed something strange.

System: Host, when Mo Ren just approached, I seemed to... felt other book walkers?

But it's impossible. A book stipulates that there is only one host. If multiple people penetrate, it will cause the plot to collapse, and it will be completely formatted before everything starts.

Sheng Huaizhao is provoking the bottom line of this book to the greatest extent, if there are other hosts in the book, it would have collapsed long ago.

Sheng Huaizhao narrowed his eyes slightly, although what the system said was a bit confused, but he understood: You mean, the ghost named "Mo Ren" in front of you may not be exactly the Mo Ren in the original book?

System: There is only this possibility, because I am detecting now, but there is no sign of other book walkers' activities.

But at present, Mo Ren's every move is in line with the plot line of his persecution of Yunjian in the original book...

Moreover, the white tiger had just crushed him. If this "Mo Ren" was also the host, he would also suffer backlash, and would not continue to do evil so leisurely and calmly.

Maybe just worrying too much.

I hope it's just worrying.

Mo Ren's hoarse laughter came out for the second time: "I still want to live and take the lives of both of you!"

"You're a tool repairer, but you're just trapping us between some kind of utensils." Sheng Huaizhao leaned against the white tiger with Yun Jian in his arms, and looked around.

Now that the situation is urgent, he has no time to analyze the various doubts of Mo Ren, the first thing is to protect Yun Jian in his arms.

As soon as the words fell, Sheng Huaizhao heard rustling noises from around the mist.

The hair of the white tiger behind him stood on end, as if he had encountered a difficult enemy, his fangs were all on display.

Afterwards, the monsters in the fog slowly gushed out.

The white tiger stood in front of him, but before he started to resist, a giant python that came from nowhere instantly twisted its limbs, making it instantly lose the ability to resist.

A cry of grief overflowed, and Sheng Huaizhao immediately took it back into his hands, only to find cracks spreading out from the lustrous jade teeth.

The monsters here are obviously not at the same level as the white tiger, just a snake almost strangled it.

The giant boa constrictor spit out lightly, poisonous mist overflowed from the fangs, and condensed on the left and right sides. It was actually a three-headed giant python.

Sheng Huaizhao's thin lips were lightly raised, with a gloomy look on his face.

He originally wanted to swallow the giant python in front of him, but he didn't expect that there were so many monsters.

The Sea Consciousness system was crying again, but Sheng Huaizhao was extremely calm: Are the monsters here from the Demon Realm?

The system nodded: Yes, they are all elites selected by Mo Ren from the Demon Realm, and all of them are capable of fighting.

Sheng Huaizhao collected his mind, and covered his hands with a pitch-black egg.

If it comes from the Demon Realm, then there is a solution.

All living things took root, and quickly condensed into a big tree in the sky before the monsters encircled and suppressed them. The spreading roots and branches instantly surrounded Sheng Huaizhao and Yun Jian.

This thing is different from the white tiger. It is a more advanced existence among monsters. The manic attacking monster stopped restlessly when it sensed the divine breath of the ancient tree, and stopped when it looked at the towering ancient tree.

One thing falls one thing.

However, before Sheng Huaizhao could breathe for a moment, the branches of Wanwusheng quickly entangled his limbs, and he was bound in it just like Jiang Wanzhu back then.

He ignored the pain coming from his limbs, subconsciously looking for the injured person.

Yun Jian disappeared.

"...you still dare to call me?!" The low-pitched voice was indistinguishable from male to female, but it was the immature spiritual consciousness of all living beings who spoke.

It had only absorbed Jiang Wanzhu's wisdom before, and its voice was naturally three points similar to hers.

Sheng Huaizhao said gloomyly, "I am your master, why don't you dare?"

Wanwusheng's voice froze, unable to refute.

It didn't even know why it was uprooted by Sheng Huaizhao and became something in the palm of its hand.

Sheng Huaizhao gave an order: "Eat the corpses on the ground."

Even though Wanwusheng resisted desperately, he fell to the ground as ordered and absorbed and devoured Moren's body.

In addition to deterring monsters, this ancient tree also has the function of detecting soul consciousness.

"Is his soul different?"

"It's just a wisp of remnant soul!" Wan Wusheng gave a mouthful of disgust, "It's still a remnant soul full of hatred and disgust."

——That is to say, Mo Ren is not a "host", he is a character in the book just like Yun Jian.

Sheng Huaizhao focused on analyzing and thinking, but he didn't expect that his order had caught the appetite of Wan Wusheng.

For all creatures, all emotions in the world are the best food, anger, desire, hatred...

In Jiang Wanzhu's past, there was only Jiang's care and love for her, and she had almost no negative emotions. The required seven emotions, six desires and all things were unable to enjoy herself, so she has not been born with a complete soul consciousness all these years.

But Wan Wusheng licked his lips while concentrating on Yun Jian who was immersed in grief.

It has the opportunity to complement all the love, hatred, hatred and ignorance that have not been tasted.

"Don't touch him." Sheng Huaizhao's eyelashes cast gloomy shadows, as if the black color had swallowed up all the bright light, and it was so cold that it made one's heart palpitate.

After a second thought, Wan Wusheng dropped the branch on Sheng Huaizhao's forehead.

"...you too." Wan Wusheng became more and more excited, and the emotions hidden in his "master" sea of ​​consciousness became stronger.

"How about making a deal, I will enter the sea of ​​consciousness of the two of you, and after absorbing what I want, I will save you."

Sheng Huaizhao sideways avoided its touch: "Why do you negotiate with me?"

"We live and die together, and we depend on each other." The laughter of all living beings was crisp and clear, converging into a cloud of spiritual light, falling into the center of Sheng Huaizhao's eyebrows.

Foreign objects invaded, Sheng Huaizhao closed his eyes tightly, bearing this strange and secretive touch.

The ball of light born from all things settled down steadily, and suddenly opened his eyes to inspect his newly occupied territory, but the next moment...he was face to face with another ball of light.

The system and the myriad creatures looked at each other.

System: ...Hi?

Wanwu's smug smile froze for an instant, and trembled with anger for an instant: There are other things hidden in your sea of ​​consciousness!