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Yan Hongxie didn't answer Gu Qinghan's question, but just patted Gu Qinghan's shoulder with a smile.

Gu Qinghan turned around fiercely, if the so-called overall situation is this matter, then the aspects involved are too great.

After all, even the strongest demon lord of the previous generation and his sword god, Ruan Fengzhi, failed to ascend successfully.

But in that continuous battle, the entire world of cultivating immortals has been beaten, and there is no place that is good.

Now that someone is trying to ascend, then the world of cultivating immortals will encounter more than just fighting against the demon lord in the future.

"Is it really possible to ascend?" As Gu Qinghan came to Lingxiu Hall, he saw more great monks, and felt that ascension was an extremely ethereal thing.

After all, even the people in Lingxiu Hall are still far away from Feisheng.

"If the layout is good, and there are people from above to help, there is probably some hope, otherwise those people would not have been plotting for so many years." Yan Hongxie said as if he had seen through everything.

When Gu Qinghan heard him say this, his eyes flickered, he really wanted to know who was doing this kind of thing.

"Your current cultivation level is still too low. If you know more, you will be noticed in advance, which is not good." Yan Hongxie said.

Gu Qinghan thought for a while, and could only sigh and nod.

"You'll figure it out slowly, don't worry too much." After Yan Hongxie finished speaking, he returned to the Bullying Shuang Sword, and after he landed inside, he stretched out his hand and took over the gourd that was full of demon energy.

He didn't want to use these demonic energy at first. Firstly, this is not a good place to cultivate demonic energy. Second, the heavenly demonic energy is quite powerful. If he absorbs it, the spirit energy and soul power will definitely change. Qinghan pay attention.

But right now it is obvious that he has been targeted, and the other party still vaguely knows the content of the heavenly book, so he has to improve his strength first.

Only in this way can we deal with more complex and difficult content.

"Crack!" The gourd was opened, and the pure black magic energy quickly drowned Yan Hongxie.

Although the refinement has been completed, Yan Hongxie still needs to slowly absorb and refine the heavenly demon energy. His recent Wuji Heavenly Demon Art is also constantly honed to lay the foundation, in order to better deal with the demonic energy.

"sssssssssssssssssssssssssssss..."

At the beginning of absorbing those demonic qi, Yan Hongxie could quickly feel that her soul power and demonic energy were constantly rising, and the effect brought by a little bit of demonic energy coupled with the Wuji Heavenly Demonic Art was extremely astonishing.

Even if the current Yan Hongxie is at the out-of-body stage, but only one tenth of the gourd's magic energy has been absorbed by him, he can still feel the improvement of his cultivation.

He has barely reached the out-of-body stage, and now he has reached the level of the third level in the early stage of out-of-body.

Yan Hongxie roughly calculated that if he could completely absorb and refine the gourd's devilish energy, it would be to the extent that he would be able to get out of his body in the late stage.

In this way, many of his previous spells can be used.

"Huhuhu..."

While speaking, Yan Hongxie had conjured up three masks, and spit out a red line from the mouths of the three masks.

The red line extends infinitely, passing through Lingxiu Hall and Sanzhou all the way, and finally arrives at the red cave entrance of Suhong Mountain in Jingguangzhou.

The flexible red line kept opening various magic circles in the cave, and carefully poked it in. You can see that the cave is still full of spirit swords. The dozen or so spirit swords he destroyed back then are still hanging there in half-damage. Barely maintaining the spirit sword array.

Yan Hongxie closed her eyes and carefully controlled the red line to continue walking forward, being careful not to disturb those spirit swords. Fortunately, now that he is using the energy of the heavenly demon and with his own understanding of the spirit sword formation, he is reluctant to move forward. Passed through the spirit sword formation without hesitation and arrived in front of his real physical body.

The ever-changing demon robe of a thousand faces is still worn on his body, and the scarlet demon who is wearing a lotus crown still has a demon-sealing lock on his neck.

There are various lotus-shaped red crystals growing around him, as if nothing has changed.

Yan Hongxie sneered, controlling the red thread to gently wrap around the magic lock.

At that moment, Yan Hongxie's heartbeat almost stopped. If Feng Mosuo was alarmed now, someone with a heart would probably find out, and then they would directly come to find him.

Yan Hongxie's current strength is not enough to fight against those people.

Like a little thief, he has been probing gently for a while, and finally wrapped the magic lock with two red threads.

Yan Hongxie quickly sent her soul power along the two red lines, and the red lines immediately became the sharpest weapons in the world, constantly pulling back and forth to wear down the magic lock.

The setting of the Sealing Magic Lock is that it is increasingly damaged and consumed, and it will be easily opened by the protagonist later.

Although Yan Hongxie has advanced a lot, it can still be worn out.

It's just that while wearing out, Yan Hongxie also needs to activate illusion to cover up all this happening.

It's a pity that no matter how strong the red line is, it is very difficult to match the magic lock. Yan Hongxie cut and frayed for a long time, and inexplicably felt a bastard feeling what he was doing.

"Kakaka."

While Yan Hongxie was wearing it out, some of the masks on the Thousand Faces Demon Robe suddenly shook.

A gust of soft wind blew in, and Yan Hongxie's red thread was immediately withdrawn.

"Snapped!"

After the red thread was withdrawn, Yan Hongxie's entire soul power was also withdrawn.

"Are you okay?" Gu Qinghan felt that the soul power of the sword spirit fluctuated greatly, and asked with concern.

Yan Hongxie trimmed it up a bit, and when he set off, the demon energy filled his meridians vigorously, which made him feel the presence of power even more than the spiritual energy before.

"It's nothing." Yan Hongxie came out of the sword, and only then did she realize that she had been in the sword for more than two days, and it was time for Gu Qinghan to go out to compete again.

Yan Hongxie went out to help Gu Qinghan choose candidates, but they were still not in the book.

"After this game, let's pay the money and change to another place to live." Yan Hongxie knew that Yan Wanxing and others were about to appear on stage.

He needs to lead Gu Qinghan to avoid those people as much as possible, so as to avoid being involved in the plot of the book of heaven.

"Okay." Gu Qinghan nodded and agreed directly.

Two people go out to compete again.

As a character who has won several games in a row, Gu Qinghan is already well-known here with his handsome appearance.

Now that he is playing again, those opponents are also wary of him a lot.

"This is your weapon."

During the competition today, both Gu Qinghan and his opponent were forced to use weapons that he was not used to. This was also a choice made in the arena to increase the fun.

It's just that Gu Qinghan just used spiritual energy to test the long-handled knife in his hand, and he felt that the magic circle inside the weapon was extremely messy. If he infused spiritual energy casually, it might directly explode violently.

If this is a time of fighting, it is quite dangerous.

Gu Qinghan looked at the opponent, obviously the opponent also found out, but the requirement of this competition is not to discard the weapon in his hand, otherwise he will automatically admit defeat.

And the person who wins this competition will get an inspiration from the city lord Lingxiu, who can comprehend the secrets of Taoism and help you greatly increase your cultivation.

After hearing these rewards, the eyes of Gu Qinghan and his opponent changed, obviously they were going to fight here.

Yan Hongxie also heard these rules, and he sneered, knowing that the inspiration was just a very weak thing, and it couldn't help the monk realize anything at all.

The original intention of the Lingxiu City Master was to see how hard these monks were to fight for the sake of impossibility.

Although Yan Hongxie is also a demon, he doesn't like this way of doing things, which is why he chooses to associate with those monks who resist the city lord.

"Wow!"

When Yan Hongxie was thinking about this, something had already happened on the field, blood was sprayed out, and the speed and moves of the two of them were obviously much more fierce.

It didn't take much time for the two monks to fully grasp the weapons in their hands.

"Dangdangdang." The sound of weapons colliding came, full of sense of crisis, but in this, we must also take into account that the weapons will not explode.

This is a great test of the monk's soul power and aura.

When encountering this kind of scene, even the spectators in the arena who loved to scream stopped shouting. Everyone watched the two monks fight together continuously, and then dispersed.

Yan Hongxie looked at it for a while, and knew that Gu Qinghan would win this competition, fearing that his soul power and aura would be greatly consumed.

In this case, the competition in the afternoon will be a little dangerous.

But at this time, the feeling of spying came over again, Yan Hongxie stared at the entire arena with a cold face, he would not allow anyone to disturb the competition at this time.

Yan Hongxie's soul power gently followed Gu Qinghan in a protective attitude, ready to sweep away all the forces affecting Gu Qinghan's competition at any time.

The gentle touch passed over, and Yan Hongxie's soul power immediately turned into sharp silk threads and cut them open.

Someone in the middle of the arena exclaimed, and then there was a faint smell of blood.

Yan Hongxie stretched a red silk thread over, and seeing that Bai Yunling's mouth was bleeding, the red thread quickly and quietly wrapped around Bai Yunling's neck.

This time, there was no white light protecting Bai Yunling.

Yan Hongxie thought about it for a while, and finally withdrew his red line, he didn't want to destroy the arrangement in the heavenly book yet.

Because he secretly felt that if he was the first to destroy the plot of the number of days, he was afraid that bad influence would be transmitted here.

After all, the number of days also corresponds to a part of the rules of the Dao of Heaven, and those who wantonly modify these will definitely be punished by the Dao of Heaven.

This is why Yan Hongxie has always been ahead of the plot of the book that day. As long as it is done in advance, the subsequent plots will not touch him.

But the person who advanced the plot of Tianshu must be worried now, and wants to guide Yan Hongxie to destroy these things.

Yan Hongxie is so cunning, he quickly put his attention on the field.

"boom!"

The aura of the explosion spread, and Gu Qinghan knocked the opponent down to the ground with a half-mutilated long-handled knife. The two people who were armed with weapons seemed to have serious injuries.

But it was still Gu Qinghan who won in the end.

"Wow...!"

After watching this exciting and tense competition, the whole venue erupted in loud shouts.

"Congratulations to the monk."

A deep voice came from the sky, and instantly a strong aura filled the entire venue.

The gentle wind was wrapped in a terrifying coercion, and the people in the venue put on worship uniforms one after another.

Even Yan Hongxie had to avoid that oppressive force.

Gu Qinghan also lowered his head according to Yanhong's cult, and raised the long-handled knife in his hand.

"May the gods bless you."

Following the sound of that voice, a soft silver light fell on Gu Qinghan's body, and Gu Qinghan also turned into a ball of white light in daylight.

White light gathered around him to form a thin and transparent spirit sword.

Looking at the white light, Gu Qinghan seemed to be able to read something but couldn't.

After all, having an inspiration doesn't mean that everyone can understand it.

Bestowing inspiration is the greatest power of the city lord of Lingxiu City, and he can also control the effectiveness of the bestowed inspiration.

Obviously, it is not very suitable for the temperament of the city master Lingxiu, and he will not get any good ideas.

Gu Qinghan also felt the same way.

The white light was right in front of his eyes, and he seemed to be able to touch it but also seemed unable to touch it.

When he was a little restless, the white light shook a few times and was about to shatter.

"A flash of inspiration."

Suddenly, someone beside Gu Qinghan's ear recited a mantra lightly, and the white light that was about to burst burst out again, directly sinking into the center of Gu Qinghan's eyebrows.