Nice to meet you [Quick Transmigration]

The faces of all the demons changed drastically, and they didn't care to kneel down and bow their heads, and fled in all directions. However, as soon as the small black ball left Xia Tian's palm, it turned into countless ruthless monsters, and rushed towards all the big demons, dying He clings to the Damo's lifeline and refuses to let go.

But in an instant, half of the monsters were bitten to death by the monsters that swooped back, and their bodies suddenly turned into a puff of black smoke and were blown away by the wind. Tear it down, but there's nothing you can do about it. Seeing that every body has flickered, I'm afraid it won't last long.

The black shadow monster let out a mournful cry, even if it wanted to take back the remaining big demon, but no matter how the black shadow changed, no matter how much it tried to force the black mist back into its body, it was useless.

Xia Tian glanced at the black shadow, and curved his lips into a smile, but the smile was as cold as ice.

"Since you know that the person standing in front of you is a demon, who gave you the confidence to make you feel that you can fool us?"

Those big demons kneeling in front of them seemed to be very respectful, and their submissive appearance was really exciting, but the demonic aura exuding from them was clearly from the same demon—unfortunately, it was the same demon as the black shadow monster. They are exactly the same - only the so-called "essence sources" that fly to the palms have different breaths.

For the little fox, who already has a very keen sense of smell, the demonic energy other than the owner's smell is very unpleasant, and it almost knocked him out.

Therefore, as early as those monsters gradually appeared, the little fox had guessed in his heart that those big monsters who bowed their heads respectfully and bowed their heads were nothing but the illusion of the black shadow monster with a wisp of green smoke, and the so-called "essence source" confessed by these big monsters. ", is the real resentment left behind by the Great Demon.

He and Sheng Li exchanged glances in secret, and they both saw a trace of understanding and disdain in each other's eyes, and immediately strengthened their confidence, so no matter how intimidating and tempting the black-faced monster was, his heart was always clear, and he was always afraid lay down.

It should be known that the grievances of the demons have been refined for tens of thousands of years in the Wansha Formation, and they have long been unable to distinguish between the enemy and the self, and the only thing left is resentment and jealousy. The more obvious the thoughts became, if Sheng Li really swiped his sword to touch the eyes of the formation, these great demons with resentment would definitely rush forward and strangle them.

This trick is really insidious, and it is really effective. If someone else is standing here to test today, the phantom scroll drawn by this shadow monster may have already seduced the greed deep in his heart, and thus killed him. Unfortunately, this time the trial happens to be a demon and a demon. If human monks are still blinded by the devil's energy, then they will definitely not mistakenly identify with the breath of the same kind.

The scene before him proved that the two guessed well. Those false big demons were transformed by the remaining demonic energy of the black shadow monster. Now most of the demonic energy was swallowed up, which greatly hurt his vitality. He immediately blushed and tore Put on the mask of hypocrisy and counterattack.

On the other side, Sheng Li turned his mind and drove the lingering spiritual power around the sword to weave an airtight web, before the black shadow monster could pounce on it, he would entangle it tightly and drag him all the way to the front.

At this moment, the rest of the spirits transformed by the resentment of the monsters have swallowed up the black shadows all around, and they are about to turn and pounce on Sheng Li and the two, but they are afraid of the pure magic power in his body, and they dare not provoke the Heavenly Dao in his hand. The natal spirit sword, which can also be cut through, scattered and fled in all directions, but was trapped in this square inch and could not get out, and it was in a mess for a while.

After most of the body of the black-faced monster was swallowed up, he used the black mist to transform into superhuman beings, trying to tear off the net that was tightly bound to his body. After seeing no success, he simply gave up struggling and turned to raise three ferocious heads and said to Sheng Li: "Unless you open the eyes of the formation, you can't find a way out. Are you really willing to die in the formation?"

"Where is this Ten Thousand Fiend Formation? If it was powerful ten thousand years ago, it might be possible to fight, but now... heh, the cultivator who threw you in never thought of letting you out alive!"

"If you dare to hurt me, this place will turn into nothingness in an instant, and then you will not be able to get any good fruit!"

The three heads chattered endlessly, but Xia Tian keenly heard a trace of fear in the tone of the black-faced monster. He looked around the three-headed and six-armed black-faced monster with some regret, thinking that he didn't know where this thing came from. At this moment, it looks like a black mist when it is bundled together. It can only barely distinguish the facial features, but can't see the expression clearly, and I don't know if he is afraid of the imminent death.

After thinking about it again, all the trapped in this ten thousand evil formation are the grievances of the great demon, so there is no talk of life and death, so he couldn't help but smile.

This expression seemed to have stimulated the black-faced monster, his eyes were tearing open, and he was about to scream, but Sheng Li had already raised his sword and cut it apart, finding the source of the black-faced monster's hidden energy in the heart. He crushed it without raising his hand, but he didn't say a word to the other party, so neatly that the black-faced monster didn't even realize what happened when he was crushed to the point of essence.

He is used to this, and he doesn't like to speak harshly when confronting his opponents. He always feels that talking is a very redundant thing, and it would be better to solve it simply and neatly.

The source of the black-faced monster's essence was crushed by Sheng Li, and the broken wall tiles and blue-gray floor tiles all gradually turned into phantoms and disappeared, except for the golden light shining in the eye around the two of them, and the world was once again covered by a thick white mist. Fill it up without a single gap.

The little fox and Sheng Li have been together for several small worlds, so they naturally know that the owner doesn't like to talk nonsense with outsiders. He glanced at the source of magic energy around him, but was surprised to find that the phantom image of magic energy condensed by the source was actually real. They were trembling, and compared to the submissive appearance made by the black-faced monster driving the black mist just now, these phantoms were obviously more frightened from the bottom of their hearts.

Xia Tian's fingertips trembled. At this moment, he also felt an instinctive chill. It was the fear that he would have when facing a natural enemy whose strength was thousands of times stronger than his own, but this fear was nothing more than a trace. It was fleeting, but it was replaced by a warm feeling all over his body. The blood bubbling through his veins made him feel comfortable and tired. If it wasn't for the wrong timing, he really wanted to turn into a fox and curl up in the arms of his owner. A lazy yawn.

However, he was not controlled by the sudden tiredness, and immediately bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up, and turned his backhand to grab the lifeline on Sheng Li's wrist. It was Sheng Li who could make him feel this way.

Sheng Li was not on guard against him at all, and he didn't even dodge and fight back when his lifeline was seized. Instead, he let the little fox explore the spiritual power in his body, and leaned over to kiss the other's frowning eyebrows more soothingly, "It's a breakthrough!" gone."

Just now, he suddenly felt something in his heart. The moment he crushed the source of the black-faced monster's essence, he also felt that his cultivation base had risen to a higher level... no, maybe several levels.

When the resentment of the ten thousand-handed spiritual sword condensed out of him, it naturally brought him supreme cultivation. It was the heavens who deceived him at birth and deliberately turned him into an ignorant child. His frail body could not bear so much spiritual power. Because, the survival instinct allowed him to seal his cultivation, and he truly became a mortal child. Then he followed He Yi into the sect, groped and practiced the sword a little bit, his body gradually grew, and the sealed cultivation was gradually released. unblock.

The last time at Panguya, in order to protect his little fox well, Sheng Li deliberately suppressed his cultivation so as not to pass the catastrophe. Now that he has practiced in the Wansha Formation, it is naturally time to break through.

Sheng Li lowered his eyes to look at the natal spirit sword tightly held in his hand. The other party sensed the master's mood, and the sword trembled slightly, followed by a faint humming of a fox. It was not strong, but not at all Let people ignore.

The situation is changing, and demons appear in the world.Countless monks looked up at the terrifying sky above their heads in unison, and this sentence came to mind. Some monks who are good at deduction have already come to the result, and now they don't care about their status, so they go straight to the top of the cloud and shout at He Yi: " Then Sheng Li must have accepted the surrender of all demons and truly fell into the way of demons! Fengzhu He, if you haven’t cleaned up the door at this moment, do you really want to wait for the demon cultivator to break through and come out to slaughter us! How can the Lingyang sect be established at that time? !"

He Yi's face was as sinking as water, and he only looked at the cloud mirror that disappeared silently into the black cloud. Seeing that the monk in front of him insisted on drawing his sword, he said coldly: "I just said it, Sheng If Li can walk out of the Wansha Formation, he will have nothing to do with me, Jianfeng, or Lingyangzong." After a pause, he continued: "If he really committed a mistake then, my disciple, how should I deal with me? I have my own plan in my heart, so I don’t bother fellow Taoists to advise me.”

Having said that, He Yi couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive. A scene he experienced in the illusion back then appeared in his mind, which was so similar to today - the world was dark, and the monks' faces were terrified regardless of their level of cultivation. The young man's eyes were red, and he killed all directions with his sword. The white robe on his body was stained with blood without a trace of white. With the overlapping dark clouds behind him, it looked like a drop of blood falling into the abyss, which lasted for a long time.

He subconsciously clenched his palms, and couldn't help but think of the little child he brought back from the mortal world, dressed in dilapidated old clothes, with black and gray scars on his face, but only a pair of clear eyes. The child had a name, a ranking in Jianfeng, grew up day by day, and became Jianfeng's proud disciple. His face was the same as that young man in the illusion, except for a pair of eyes, but they were always as clear as before.

He Yi was certain, yes, what he saw in the illusion was the magic cultivator formed by the condensed resentment of the spirit sword, but the one in the Wansha Formation was his apprentice, not the same person at all.He personally sent his apprentice's Taoist companion, otherwise, with his apprentice's indifferent temperament, it would take him many years to really raise a little fox.

Thinking of this, He Yi smiled instead of anger, and laughed at the monk in front of him inexplicably, wondering if this Peak Master He was also in a daze, and he was so happy to see his disciple bewitched.

On the other side, Ying Xingwen had already summoned the Shouzong disciples of the Lingyang Sect and set up a defensive formation. He didn't dodge at the moment, but took the lead and rushed to the front position. He was a responsible senior brother. appearance.

The suzerain looked indifferently at his big apprentice in Yuntou, then turned his head to look at He Yi who was still smiling, shook his head and sighed softly.