sinovels Chapter 70 Blame the Demon Lord for Being Too Beautiful
Chapter 70 Blame the Demon Lord for Being Too Beautiful
The members of the Yanyue Sect watched indifferently the remnant body of the real Tianwang fell into the Lingxi Abyss, and turned to look at Gu Yanqi with respect and fear: "Sect Master, what are we going to do next?"
"Go and bring out the people below, no matter whether they are dead or alive." Gu Yanqi withdrew the evil spirit in his body, and looked at the tents beside Lingxi Lake indifferently, "Since we are here to do this, we must put this matter first Done."
"But suzerain, we have already been exposed. Even if there is an invitation, I am afraid that Shifang Pavilion will not let me enter—"
"When did I say I was going to get the invitation again?"
Gu Yanqi glanced away, the demon cultivator suddenly choked on his words, he lowered his head, showing meekness, and didn't dare to say another word.
"Go."
Everyone obeyed his order and flew into the abyss of consonance, leaving only Gu Yanqi standing in the air watching indifferently, suddenly he turned around and looked into the distance.
"Since the Suzerain of Bliss is here, why is he hiding away?"
In the empty distance, the beautiful body of Suzerain of Bliss suddenly appeared. Instead of the embarrassment of the conspiracy being revealed, her face was aggressive, as if she was the victim.
"Gu Yanqi, the deity told you to seize the invitation, but not to make such a fight. The fluctuation of spiritual power here is so violent that the Shifang Pavilion may have already noticed it. You told us how to behave in the future!"
"I'm afraid Shifang Pavilion is far from being so stupid. A mere invitation can make Moxiu sneak into the sect." Gu Yanqi waited for the disciples to drag out the corpses in the spiritual account and put them away one by one before looking at the Suzerain of Bliss again, " Just like the Bliss Sect will not let any immortal practice the invitation to enter the sect."
Suzerain Bliss was at a loss for words for a moment, but soon she regained her composure.
"Gu Yanqi, no matter how you explain, but the fact now is that you have alarmed Xianxiu. They have closed the mountain protection formation now, and it is impossible for us to enter it!"
The Suzerain of Bliss had a face full of frost, and shouted softly.
"How are you going to bear this kind of loss!"
Gu Yanqi glanced at her indifferently, those dark eyes seemed to be able to see through all the secrets in her heart, the Suzerain of Bliss couldn't help being startled, but she quickly calmed down and looked aggressively at Gu Yanqi.
"Before Yanyuezong attacked this team, Shifang Pavilion already knew all your plans." Gu Yanqi said, "Doesn't Master Bliss think that treasures like heaven and earth nets can leave the sect at will?"
"Heh." The Suzerain of Bliss sneered, "Whether the Shifang Pavilion knew about our plan before, but now, everyone in the world knows! Gu Yanqi! There are hundreds of sects of magic cultivators, and tens of thousands of people gathered in this place. Now, being blocked by the Shifang Pavilion, how could you alone be able to repay this loss, even the entire Yanyue Sect cannot repay it!"
"Sovereign Bliss, if you want others not to know, unless you do nothing yourself."
"What's more, your plan has been full of loopholes from the beginning, making people laugh."
Gu Yanqi stretched out his hand, scarlet evil energy surged in his palm, that terrifying power filled every inch of his meridians, roaring to destroy everything in this world all the time.
As soon as that powerful party appeared, the faces of the people present suddenly changed, and they reflexively jumped away from Gu Yanqi, as if they were extremely afraid of that evil spirit.
Even though they had noticed it in the battle just now, they still couldn't imagine that there are people in this world who practice cultivation based on evil spirit.
Is this man crazy!
Isn't he afraid of being hacked to death when he crosses the catastrophe?
What's more, when the evil spirit is generated, his cultivation should not advance an inch, and it is impossible to be too nervous, so how can he defeat the net that has no flaws?
Before he knew it, the Suzerain of Bliss had exhausted his momentum, and the initiative of this conversation returned to Gu Yanqi's control.
In fact, Gu Yanqi has mastered everything from the very beginning.
The sneer of the Suzerain of Bliss gradually subsided, she frowned and looked at Gu Yanqi, realizing that the other party seemed to be about to show something she didn't want to see.
"What does Sect Master Yanyue mean by this?"
"Shifang Pavilion's mountain-protecting formation is really powerful, and I'm afraid Yanyuezong's mountain-protecting formation is not as good."
Gu Yanqi said softly.
"But there is no perfect thing in the world. There is one thing that can easily break through the formation and open a path for us!"
"What is that?"
"Kong Ming Sword." Gu Yanqi's eyes flashed a cold light, "The first apprentice of the Pavilion Master of Shifang Pavilion, Mu Jing's natal magic weapon, the Kong Ming Sword."
"Kongming Sword?" Sect Master Bliss sneered, "Gu Yanqi, I'm afraid you still don't understand what I'm saying. Shifang Pavilion has completely closed the mountain guard formation, and now no one can get in."
"Then Mu Jing has never stepped out of the sect. How are you going to take away his natal spirit weapon outside the Shifang Pavilion?"
As the Suzerain of Bliss was talking, he felt a little anxious again: "What's more, although the Kongming sword is the most sharp weapon in the world, it can only be so sharp in the hands of Mu Jing. If you are not the owner of the sword, the sword is like scrap iron. How can you break through the mountain guard formation!"
Interest flashed in Gu Yanqi's eyes.
"But I guess, a sword has a spirit, and it will definitely recognize its master with pleasure."
"madman."
Suzerain Bliss said in a low voice, she looked at the person in front of her strangely, she could hardly imagine that such a person existed in the world.
At the risk of being torn apart by the space to lure the enemy to attack him, to cultivate with evil energy as the foundation, and somehow, he brought the entire Yanyue Sect back to the top sect in just ten months. within the ranks.
Besides lunatic, what other words can describe the person in front of me.
Panic rose in the heart of the Bliss Sect Master, and she couldn't help regretting the deal she had with that old friend in Yan Yue Sect.
I thought I was just dealing with a brat, but I didn't expect to bump into a lunatic.
The price of dealing with a lunatic is really too high, she doesn't want to gamble with the luck of the sect, it won't do her any good.
Now that he has made a decision in his heart, the Suzerain of Bliss began to really consider the current situation.
The plan to snatch invitations is absurd. Although this pedestrian really has an invitation card, Shifang Pavilion, who is aware of the movement here, will definitely not think that nothing happened. The Shifang Pavilion she said before is closed to protect the mountain. Array is not a lie.
As a result, it seemed that they had no other choice but to punch in forcefully.
The Suzerain of Bliss shook his head.
Taking advantage of this Xianmen Grand Competition to invade Shifang Pavilion is to attack Xianxiu's power as much as possible and strangle his young talents.In recent years, the friction between the immortals and demons has been quite intense. After several battles, the Demon Sect has always been at a disadvantage. If this situation continues, the Bliss Sect closest to Shifang Pavilion will be the first top-level sect to be affected .
This invasion was originally the best opportunity to fight for Moxiu's right to speak on this continent, but now it is ruined because of his own selfish desires.
At this point, she would never use the lives of her disciples to fill up the mountain guard formation that stood in Shifang Pavilion for thousands of years. This massive invasion battle is probably coming to an end.
"Sovereign, everyone has already been brought."
"This, and this, you two prepare as they did."
His train of thought was interrupted by a sudden conversation, and the Suzerain of Bliss frowned slightly as he looked at the neatly lined corpses of immortal cultivators in Lingxiyuan.
"What do you want to do?"
"Go get the Kongming sword."
The Suzerain of Bliss looked at him like he was looking at a monster: "You want to enter the Shifang Pavilion pretending to be a real person from Tianwang? It's too whimsical! Do you still have a net!"
"There is no sky net, but there is a broken net."
Shifang Pavilion, at the bottom of the mountain.
The disciple guarding the door looked around vigilantly, and just then his master uncle came over and told him that there was a large wave of spiritual power fluctuations in the southeast direction just now, and told him to be careful, and if he found any abnormalities, he should be informed immediately.
But I don't know what happened again, I hope it will not be involved in the Xianmen Grand Competition. Although he is not a genius, he also signed up for the competition. Da Neng saw it and accepted it as a disciple.
It's just that when he thought of all the talented people he saw these days, the guard disciple shook his head. His aptitude is dull, and he might not be able to stand out.
Just as he was thinking, a strange noise suddenly appeared in front of him, and a gap was suddenly opened in the void. Two figures rolled and crawled out of the gap. Before they could stand still, they immediately stretched their hands into the gap and pulled third person.
The third person has a white beard and white hair, a stooped figure, and looks like an old man. He has only one pair of eyes, which are extremely deep. Just looking at each other makes him feel extremely dizzy.
"Who are you!"
The gatekeeper disciple shook his head, regained his composure, and asked sharply.
The three of them were in a state of embarrassment, their bodies were still stained with blood, but their faces were unfamiliar, and they were not from Shifang Pavilion, nor were they disciples from other sects he had received these days.
"This deity... is Skynet... the real person." The white-bearded and white-haired old man finally climbed out of the crack and gasped, "Take me to the Shifang Pavilion Master quickly, I have something important to say to him!"
What he was talking about was a big deal, how could the disciple guarding the door know what was good and what was wrong, and immediately said: "Master, wait a minute, I will report it for you right away."
"Thank you." Daoist Skynet waved his hand and seemed to say something else, then waited quietly for the gatekeeper to answer, but the voice was too low for the gatekeeper to hear, so he couldn't help but took a few steps forward.
"What did you just say?"
"I'm asking, the Pavilion Master is at this time... ah, someone is here."
The gatekeeper looked behind him, and sure enough, he saw a little boy standing behind him at some point, he hurriedly passed him, walked forward, and supported the real Tianwang.
"How can the real person be so embarrassed?"
"It's a long story, but I still need to see the pavilion master first."
The gatekeeper watched the boy talking to the real person of Tianwang, and glanced at the gorgeous clothes on the boy from the corner of his eye. He knew that they were only clothes worn by inner disciples, and he couldn't help feeling envious.
The brief conversation between Xiaotong and Tianwang Zhenren came to an end, and he finally said: "Don't blame the real person, it's just that all the young talents of Xianxiu are gathered in the pavilion, the matter is so important that we should not be taken lightly, and the real person is asked to prove his identity first."
"As it should be."
Master Skynet nodded, and took out a broken web-shaped spiritual weapon from his arms.
"This is my natal spiritual weapon, a net of heaven and earth, just take a look."
The spiritual light flashed across the net, but it disappeared very quickly, and the body of Tianwang Daoist was a little bent again, as if this movement had exhausted his physical strength.
"It is indeed the real person of Tianwang," Xiaotong urged the gatekeeper disciple while taking care of the other party, "Open the gate quickly, you take the real person to heal your injuries first, and I will report to the pavilion master first!"
The disciple guarding the gate realized that what happened in front of him might be an unusual event, he nodded repeatedly, and led the real Tianwang into the sect with the boy, and found a replacement disciple before leading the real Tianwang up the mountain.
But what he didn't know was that on the jade slip, a smoldering aura quietly faded away and returned to the real Tianwang.
Mu Jing walked down the mountain with a group of disciples. Lingxiyuan's aura moved, and it was suspected that a demon cultivator was fighting here. This incident aroused the vigilance of all the elders in the pavilion. After a while, he was about to go to the residences of the disciples of various sects.
Walking halfway, he suddenly saw four people turning from the other side, three of them were in a state of distress, and their clothes were still stained with blood. He couldn't help feeling suspicious and called them to stop.
"Who is that over there, report your name."
The movements of those four people couldn't help being stiff, but Mu Jing has long been used to this kind of scene, he has a fierce look to everyone, and he can't blame others for always not wanting to get close to him.
"Fellow Daoist Mu." The elderly monk who was being supported carefully looked at him and seemed to recognize his identity, "I am the real person of Skynet, and I was originally invited by the elder Jinding of your sect to do a great event. At this time, the important matter has been completed, and it is time to meet Elder Jinding and the master of Shifang Pavilion."
"That's true." The only gatekeeper disciple Mu Jing recognized said, "Tianwang Daoist has also checked Tianluodiwang."
It seemed that he was just suspicious, but Mu Jing always felt a little strange.
He is the only apprentice of the pavilion master, and he is also a popular candidate for the next pavilion master. Although he has not yet reached the level where he can listen to this kind of plan, he still has heard of it.
Having the skynet in hand is enough to prove that the person in front of him is the real person of Skynet, but Mu Jing just feels something is wrong.
He just felt that the person in front of him was too kind and made him want to get closer, which was absolutely abnormal.
The gatekeeper cautiously raised his head and glanced at Mu Jing, and was so frightened by the other party's fierce eyes that he shrank back, so he said softly: "Master Uncle, can we go, I'm afraid the injury of Tianwang Daoist can't be delayed." gone."
Mu Jing nodded, he waved his hand and said, "Go."
Daoist Tianwang gave him a slight obeisance, and followed the gatekeeper disciple to walk forward again.
Mu Jing always felt that something was wrong. He wanted to follow up to have a look, but the disciples who followed cautiously reminded him: "Master Uncle, it's time to go, the pavilion master is waiting."
This is a fact.
Mu Jing walked forward immediately, but after taking a few steps, his mind immediately reacted.
wrong!
The gatekeeper disciple was only in the Qi training period, how could he recognize the heavenly network and even the real person of Skynet!
"Hey!"
Mu Jing immediately turned around and was about to stop the four of them, but saw the gatekeeper turning his head blankly, and the other three scattered in all directions as if they had made an appointment!
"Don't try to escape!"
"Master Uncle! Be careful!" Suddenly there was an exclamation from beside him, and a boy dressed as an inner disciple screamed at him, but it was the boy who was at the foot of the mountain to verify the identity of Tianwang Daoist!
Mu Jing was startled, she thought it was an enemy chasing after her, and immediately turned to look, but in this short moment, the little boy rushed straight into Mu Jing's arms!
Boom!
Clang!
The strength of the little boy was incomparably terrifying, hitting Mu Jing's chest with severe pain, his body could not help but fly backwards, but the little boy's hand was filled with scarlet evil spirit, he grabbed the Kongming sword at his waist and pulled it out forcefully!
In the flash, how could Mu Jing not understand what happened? The little boy who verified the identity of Tianwang Zhenren was a demon cultivator, and the so-called Tianwang Zhenren and the two people beside him were also demon cultivators. !
Enemy attack!
The disciples on the side panicked, and the sound of the alarm rang throughout the Shifang Pavilion, and time suddenly ran out.
A bloodthirsty light flashed in Mu Jing's eyes, he licked his lips, and rushed forward regardless of the severe pain in his chest!
The boy-like demon cultivator didn't want to entangle him at all, the scarlet evil spirit gushed out again from his hand, wrapped around the Kongming sword, and the next moment he threw the sword towards the sky.
Kong Ming's sword soared into the sky, the boy's evil spirit suddenly subsided, and the pure evil energy filled his whole body, he was actually an ancestor of Yuanying!
Yuanying Patriarch sacrificed the magic weapon and stood in front of Mu Jing, intending to repel him.
But the young man Xianxiu was quick-witted, and his movements were exceptionally fast. After a few flips, he forcibly dodged from the obstruction of the Yuanying ancestor, and then rushed forward.
The evil spirit prevented the Kong Ming sword from contacting him, but the distance between Mu Jing and it kept shortening, his hand almost touched the tip of the sword, and the connection that was cut off by Wei Wei was about to be re-established!
A pale, slender and powerful hand seemed to appear out of nowhere and landed in front of his eyes.
The wrist of that hand was down, the joints of the five fingers were distinct, it was covering the hilt of the Kongming sword, and then he grabbed it tightly and lifted the sword upwards.
Mu Jing caught a blank.
He secretly spat in his heart, the strength to charge forward was exhausted, so he had to use his spiritual power again to forcibly change his direction.
But the person who appeared out of nowhere had already drifted away.
Mu Jing raised his head.
The man stood in mid-air holding a bright Kongming sword, his dark red robe was blown away by the wind, and his beautiful facial features were set off by the red dress.
He was like a touch of red cloud in the sky, overwhelming with suffocating charm, the three Yuanying Patriarchs stood beside him, but they couldn't suppress his aura.
Mu Jing was stunned.
He stared closely at the person in the sky, that was the person he had been thinking about day and night, the person he had imagined that he would look for immediately after he wanted to solve the current matter.
Why did that person appear here?
His mind was chaotic, but one thing was very clear.
Gu Yanqi has never been a person who likes to do superfluous things, since he appeared here, he must have come here for the battle between immortals and demons.
Mu Jing didn't know whose idea it was to snatch the Kongming sword, maybe it was discussed by Moxiu himself, but he had a vague feeling in his heart that this matter was decided by Gu Yanqi.
Besides him, who else has the guts to enter the already guarded Shifang Pavilion, and who can be so clear about the power of the Kongming sword, that it can break down the mountain-protecting formation of the Ten Thousand Years Pavilion in one fell swoop?
Mu Jing didn't feel lost.
Fragments of golden light lit up in his eyes, countless emotions flickered frequently in that light, but in the end it turned into the excitement of fighting!
Fight this damn demon!
Fight with this powerful, intelligent and beloved magician!
The thrill of excitement spread all over his body, and Mu Jing seemed to have returned to the scene where they met for the first time. He let out a long breath, gathered a long sword of spiritual power at his fingertips, and rushed towards the opponent!
He was excited to see this person, and even more excited to fight this person!
Gu Yanqi lowered his head slightly.
There was a slight smile on that delicate face, he was like a poppy, with a fatal attraction.
Mu Jing pursed her lips, and the fighting spirit in her eyes became more intense.
But Gu Yanqi did not fight him.
The man gripped the Kongming sword tightly, and flew towards the sky before the rest of the immortal cultivators rushed over!
In just a short moment just now, the Bliss Sect and the Supreme Sect have brought tens of thousands of demon cultivators, guarding outside the mountain guard formation, looking at the panicked immortal cultivators inside the formation!
Outside the big formation protecting the mountain, the magic cultivators are waiting in full force!
In the big formation protecting the mountain, evil spirits overflowed from the Kongming sword!
Gu Yanqi was standing within this large formation, he raised the Kongming sword high, and the scarlet evil spirit almost enveloped the entire sky!
Elder Jin Ding saw this scene as soon as he walked out of the room, his pupils constricted, and he immediately rushed towards Gu Yanqi: "Stop!"
Like him, there is more than one person flying towards the sky!
But it was impossible for Gu Yanqi to follow their orders!
The Kongming sword let out a mournful sound. The sharpest treasure in the world could not bear such a terrifying evil spirit in the end. It screamed, and the red light flowed from the sword, almost bursting.
Just before it exploded, Gu Yanqi finally swung his sword and chopped it off!
Squeak!
The scarlet sword energy collided with the Shifang Pavilion's mountain guard array, making a huge sound, and the terrifying sound swept towards the surroundings with a powerful and unparalleled force!
The low-level monks were so shaken by the sound that they vomited blood, but they didn't care about checking their own conditions at all, they just looked up at the sky!
A small gap was slowly cut open on the mountain guard formation gleaming with spiritual light, and the cut became bigger and bigger, finally revealing the dark devilish energy that was like a nightmarish dream.
"Dare you kid!"
No matter how fast the flow was, Yuanying Patriarch and Daoist Jindan almost came out in full force. They all knew what would happen if Shifang Pavilion was invaded by demon cultivators, and that was definitely not what they wanted to see!
What's more, all their strategies to fight against and destroy demon cultivators can only be achieved by relying on the big formation of protecting the mountain!
But how could Gu Yanqi give them such a chance!
The streamer of light swirled above the golden core, and Zhu Hua's contract bloomed gorgeous flowers in the corners of his eyes, and the evil spirit poured out. He took out the evil spirit from thousands of Yanyue sect members, and the three Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators protected the left and right sides, covering the This area.
The evil spirit is so strong that it is almost difficult to breathe, how can it be accepted by Xianxiu who has been avoiding the evil spirit from entering his body!
The movements of the immortal cultivators paused, and in this short moment, no matter how fast Gu Yanqi moved, evil spirit and sword energy came out through his body, piercing through the formation protecting the mountain, and cutting off the dark devil energy behind it!
The blue sky flashed by, and the demonic energy swarmed in from the gap. Suzerain of Bliss and Supreme Sovereign immediately made a move. Two streamers of light quickly pulled the cut gap apart, preventing it from merging!
The demonic energy filled the air, and the demonic cultivators rushed into it with cheers. Finally, streams of pitch-black light rushed into the holy land of immortal cultivators without hindrance, dyeing this holy land full of celestial music into a miasma of smoke.
Gu Yanqi stood in the scarlet evil spirit, the Kongming sword in his hand still lost the slightest brilliance, the sharpest blade in the world was like the most common long sword, after cutting off the mountain protection formation, it lost all its aura.
"This is all you rely on?"
The immortal cultivators stood in fear in front of the evil spirit, they looked at the man in front of them, and felt like a nightmare emerged.
But at this dignified moment, I saw a golden streamer flashing behind everyone, rushing straight to Gu Yanqi, and the golden long sword with spiritual power, with a sharpness unmatched by all things in the world, slashed straight at him!
Mu Jing's eyes shone with excitement, his lips curved into a big smile, and his eyes were focused on Gu Yanqi.
"Their reliance is not my reliance!"
Before the words fell, the long sword had already been cut down!
Gu Yanqi raised his eyebrows slightly, flipped his wrist, the Kongming sword blocked Mu Jing's attack, and the two swords confronted each other, but neither of them cut off.
"Boy." There was a hint of a smile in Gu Yanqi's voice, "Could it be that you want revenge."
A slight blush rose on Mu Jing's face, he gritted his teeth and said viciously.
"Devil, wait for me to defeat you, and then I will take revenge on you!"