A beautiful lady dressed as a devil

Xiao Chen didn't know what happened.

He followed several disciples who wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but accidentally ran into Dong Yan's red-eyed scene.

It is not a strange thing for a cultivator to be enchanted, but if this cultivator is the No. 1 Dongyan in the world, the whole thing will become terrifying.

But although Dong Yan's light-colored eyes turned scarlet, he still looked sober, and he could calmly say to them: "Qi Feng has activated the formation, and Yin Sui can't last long. Remember to use the weapon to kill him in time." Trapped."

"Xian... Xianzun," a disciple said in horror, "your eyes..."

Dong Yan didn't move. After a while, he turned around and said indifferently: "My inner demon has been formed, and I will go back to Jiuhua for retreat later. If the inner demon can't be eliminated after leaving the customs, you can work together to kill me." yes."

This was an understatement, not only Xiao Chen, but even the disciples of other sects stood there dumbfounded.

Dong Yan seemed to want to explain something more, but he was silent for a while, and just said: "...The next thing, thank you all."

Xiao Chen opened his mouth, seeing Dong Yan using his spiritual power to control his sword, and was about to leave, he took a step forward anxiously, trying to say a few more words.

Unexpectedly, he managed to take this step. From the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a very fine black mist coming from a distance. When everyone relaxed their guard, it stabbed into Dong Yan's body from behind obliquely with lightning speed. .

Everyone thought it was Yin Sui's sorcery, they were shocked and said: "Be careful, Immortal!"

Dong Yan's body froze for a moment, his back was facing the disciples, Xiao Chen couldn't see his face clearly, and subconsciously reached out to touch Dong Yan's arm: "Dong Yanxian..."

Xiao Chen was only halfway through speaking, when suddenly his stomach felt cold and painful, and with the exclamation of everyone, he was sent flying by Dong Yan's backhand.

Xiao Chen fell heavily on the ground more than ten meters away, covered his stomach, and when he came back to his senses and looked down, there was a blue-purple palm print on his stomach.

Xiao Chen raised his head in astonishment, and saw several disciples who were still surrounding Dong Yan just now fell down like birds with broken wings, slammed into the ground, struggled a little, and then stopped moving.

The remaining few who were farther away hurriedly backed away when they saw this, trying to escape with their swords.

Xiao Chen watched Dong Yan raise the sword, waved it expressionlessly, the snow-white sword light flashed across, the disciples who had only fled a few meters away froze, then fell headfirst, and the ground gradually spread A large pool of flowing blood.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen disciples had already lost their vitality.

Xiao Chen's hand covering his waist and abdomen could not stop the blood from spilling out, but at this moment he seemed to be completely incapable of feeling the pain, and just stared blankly at Dong Yan who was lightly falling on the ground not far away.

Dong Yan's pale side face was stained with sporadic blood stains, his red eyes turned around, and his eyes fixed on Xiao Chen who was panting heavily on the ground.

Being watched by those eyes, Xiao Chen actually felt a chill for no reason, as if being stared at by a poisonous boa constrictor, his eyes were full of undisguised malice, almost crazy killing intent, and arrogance that ignored everything.

wrong.

Panting for breath, Xiao Chen silently clenched the saber that fell beside him.

This person...is not Dong Yan.

"——Immortal Venerable!" There were several terrified cries from a distance, Dong Yan heard it, and turned his face slightly.

At this moment, Xiao Chen clearly saw Dong Yan frowned fiercely, the saber "Ming Zhi" fell from his hand, and fell crisply on the brick floor, and Dong Yan raised his hand to hold it firmly. Heart, a hoarse voice: "Leave me..."

Xiao Chen came to his senses suddenly, trying to endure the pain of the wound being torn open again, and shouted sharply: "Don't come here! Something evil has entered his body!"

The disciples who heard his yelling stopped in time, but there were still a few who moved quickly. They didn't pay attention to Xiao Chen's voice, ran up to Dong Yan anxiously, and asked, "Xianzun, what's wrong with you?"

Dong Yan took a few low breaths, and his voice seemed to come out of his teeth: "Give it to me... Get lost!"

Immediately, he trembled all over, and suddenly raised his hand to shake the few people in front of him away with spiritual power.

Dong Yan's strike was extremely heavy, and when Xiao Chen managed to get up from the ground, he saw those disciples were shaken to pieces by the spiritual power, and they fell to the ground in various strange postures without even making a pitiful scream. superior.

"Crazy..." A Jiuhua disciple who witnessed the whole process not far away said in a daze, "The Immortal Master is crazy...!"

Following these words, the rest of the people seemed to have finally recovered from their daze, screaming and fleeing in all directions.

Xiao Chen staggered and stood still at the same spot, watching the righteous "alliances" who had made concerted efforts to kill Yin Sui scattered in panic, and even drew their swords to slaughter each other when they panicked, while Dong Yan, who had always been admired by the Three Realms, was raising his sword He cut off the heads of several disciples, his face was indifferent, and he left with blood on the ground in the interlaced sword light and golden light of the formation.

Xiao Chen felt that he was dreaming.

This dream is terrible... wake up quickly.

When the magic circle above the boundary of Xuanji Gate made its first trembling sound, Jiang Shuo still couldn't squeeze Yin Sui into Liu Hun Hu.

Moxiu raised his scarlet eyes, glanced at the direction where Su Yan disappeared, and said calmly, "I want to take a look."

Jiang Shuo was still holding the small bronze dendrobium in his hand, his finger bones turned white and raised, and he pursed his lips in silence.

Yin Sui was silent for a moment, and then said: "This deity is not such a waste of low cultivation, although this magic circle is strong, it can't hurt the inside for a while."

Jiang Shuo looked away from the Hunhu in his hand, let out a sigh of relief, and asked calmly, "What are you going to do?"

Yin Sui turned his face away, pretending to be casual and said: "I just want to meet Dongyan, see what's going on there, and join in the fun."

Jiang Shuo lowered his head, pinching the lingering dendrobium with the tip of his right finger.

Yin Sui caught sight of his left hand hanging in his sleeve, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Without further ado, Moxiu grabbed Jiang Shuo's wrist which was hidden in his sleeve. When he opened the cuff, Yin Sui was obviously stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly darkened.

Jiang Shuo's wrist was crushed severely by "Kuang Wuji" with the toe of his boot, and his white skin was covered with bruises and bloodstains.

Yin Sui held this hand for a long while, seeming to forcibly suppress the surging anger in his heart, and reluctantly said: "After finishing that thing, I will give you medicine."

"You now..." Moxiu paused before continuing, "Sit here obediently and wait for the deity to come back."

"What if I don't?" Jiang Shuo raised his eyes and asked.

Yin Sui looked a little surprised.Jiang Shuo seldom plays his temper at such an urgent moment.

"You don't want to tell me the truth, but you just want to secretly find Dongyan who has been occupied by Su Yang." Jiang Shuo lowered his eyelashes, and said calmly, "Dongyan was haunted by demons a few months ago, and now the vicious Duo Ji Shao, his cultivation level is not low, I am afraid that you alone will be difficult to deal with."

Yin Sui's eyes moved slightly, and he said with a sneer, "I will take care of his life? How many disciples did Dongyan kill when he fell into a demon, so what does it have to do with me?"

Jiang Shuo looked at him quietly.

Yin Sui was very uncomfortable being looked at by this clean and clear gaze, and couldn't help but add: "I just don't like the fact that Su Yang might take the opportunity to escape. What's more..."

What's more, Jiang Shuo would not be willing to see such a scene.

"Since that's the case," Jiang Shuo stood up from the ground, put Liuhundhu back into his sleeve, and said, "I'll go with you."

Yin Sui subconsciously refused: "No."

Jiang Shuo didn't move, but said softly, "Yun'er, I'm not a saint."

He also has selfishness, and he can't help but favor those who are closer to him. Not only does he resent his little apprentice for falling into the devil, but he is also worried that after going astray, Yin Sui will be seriously injured again because of the misfortune, and maybe even...

"Not much time," Jiang Shuo took a deep breath and said, "Let's go."

Dongyan is at the extreme east end of Xuanji Gate.

This place stands the white jade archway of Xuanji Gate for a hundred years, if you enter from here, you will step into the boundary of Xuanji Gate.

But now, the bright golden light of the formation is flowing three steps away from the archway. Dong Yan raised his sword and slashed fiercely. There was a fierce sound of piercing through the air. The sword light fell on the formation, and the formation made a tremor , failed to be crushed, but instead a corner of the white jade archway crashed.

When Yin Sui arrived, he saw only a few scattered disciples following Dong Yan far away, with terrified and helpless expressions on their faces.

Jiang Shuo caught a glimpse of Yu Pu and Xiao Chen among these disciples.Yu Pu's nature is calm, and now he can barely calm down, while Xiao Chen's cheeks are splattered with blood, and his eyes are hesitant.

When he saw Jiang Shuo, Xiao Chen seemed to want to run over, but soon he found Yin Sui beside him, so he stopped abruptly.

Seeing Yin Sui's appearance, the disciples became more and more frightened, almost unable to control the sword tremblingly, and even a cowardly one drowned in his trousers on the spot, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Yu Pu has a long seniority and is a disciple of Jiuhua, he immediately took a step forward, with the horizontal sword in front of him, and said to Yin Sui: "What are you going to do?"

He looked at Jiang Shuo again, and shouted, "Master!"

Yin Sui glanced at Yu Pu, and said softly, "Overestimate your own strength."

Xiao Chen drew out his long sword abruptly and glared at him.

Jiang Shuo had no intention of paying attention to their tit-for-tat confrontation, but looked at Dong Yan's back in the distance.

Just now he walked all the way, although the speed was fast, Jiang Shuo still saw a lot of familiar or unfamiliar disciples lying on the ground.

Some were pierced through their hearts at the first sight and were killed on the spot, while others had their hands and feet mutilated, still breathing heavily, struggling and writhing on the ground in extreme pain.

But without exception, they were all injured by the extremely cold sword energy.

Jiang Shuo's heart sank. He really didn't expect that a monk would become like this after being possessed by a demon.

If Dong Yan's mind is still clear, it's probably...

Jiang Shuo couldn't bear it. Dongyan's demons were probably related to the calamity of the Three Realms that had been predicted.Having known each other for more than half a year, Jiang Shuo knew very well that this person is indifferent by nature, and only cares about the stability of the Three Realms. Since righteousness is the most important thing, it is easier to put the ground in prison and torture himself.

If Dongyan wasn't haunted by demons, it might not be so easy for Su Yang to succeed today.

Jiang Shuo shook his head to drive away these useless worries.The most urgent task is to force out Su Yang from Dong Yan's body. If it escapes with Dong Yan's hand, it will cause endless disasters.

What's more... Jiang Shuo raised his eyes and looked at the brighter golden light outside the white jade stone gate.

In addition to the magic circle, it is still functioning.

Yin Sui Linghe was in pain, and the veins in the hand holding the sword were bulging. Without wasting any time, he exchanged a glance with Jiang Shuo, and then quickly darted towards Dongyan.

And Jiang Shuo drew out his saber "Chaoyi" with his intact right hand, and silently stopped Xiao Chen and other disciples who were about to rush over to stop him.

"Master?" Yu Pu stood a few meters away, with a puzzled expression.

Xiao Chen also opened his mouth: "Master... Jiang Xianjun, why did you stop in front of us. That devil is going to be bad for Dongyan Immortal, can't you see it?"

Jiang Shuo calmly looked at the young man's uncontrollable angry face, and said, "Dong Yan has an evil thing in his body, and Yin Sui just wants to get rid of this evil thing."

The disciples looked at each other, obviously they didn't believe it.

Yu Pu's eyes were startled at first, and then turned to disappointment.As the person who has known Jiang Shuo the longest among this group of disciples, he took a few steps forward and said, "Master, that's Yin Sui, not Yu Yun."

Jiang Shuo didn't speak, and the hand holding the sword remained motionless.

Yu Pu: "Yin Sui has been a demon for many years and has done many evils. He has hurt many disciples in the cultivation world. Every time he hunts down and kills him, he will suffer heavy casualties. It is a serious disaster for the Three Realms."

"Besides, the demon cultivator..." Yu Pu paused, and continued, "Once you become a demon, there is no turning back. As a demon cultivator, Yin Sui has a cunning and vicious heart, and what he said is unbelievable. This magic circle, or it will be with the evil thing you mentioned..."

Jiang Shuo suddenly interrupted him lightly: "Dong Yan is also bewitched."

Yu Pu's words stopped.

"After Dong Yan wakes up today, how are you going to treat him?" Jiang Shuo asked.

Yu Pu remained silent, although he wanted to answer, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the corpses of his disciples strewn all over the ground, and immediately didn't know how to answer.

At this time, another disciple from another sect boldly said: "Dongyan Immortal Venerable is no better than ordinary people. There must be a reason for him to become a demon. If the Immortal Venerable can wake up, we will gather the power of the three realms to help him get rid of the demons."

"Besides," he lowered his voice, glanced at Jiang Shuo's expression, and said, "Xianjun Jiang, you also said that today is because of the evil thing in Dongyan Immortal Venerable's body, and it is the fault of that evil thing."

"Jiang Xianjun," Xiao Chen asked suddenly, "You also want to use this excuse to argue to Yin Sui, the devil, saying that he fell into the devil because of the invasion of evil things?"

Jiang Shuo seemed to be silent for a longer time this time, and seemed to have only thought for a moment, before slowly speaking: "I will not defend him."

All the disciples were a little surprised.

"Yin Sui fell into the devil, although there are external incentives, but his character is not firm, and he has gone the wrong way, it is a fact."

Jiang Shuo said a few words briefly, without the intention of making a long speech, he just raised his sword and said, "But what he is going to do today, I will not let you have a chance to stop him."

"Master!" Yu Pu raised his voice, his eyes were full of anger and disappointment: "He wants to escape this demon-slaying formation. This demon has always been full of lies, how can you trust him?"

With his hanging left hand, Jiang Shuo lightly touched the Qiankun bag in his sleeve, where the Hunhu was kept.

"I have my own reasons." Jiang Shuo saw that a disciple had raised his sword impatiently, knowing that there would be no time to explain, so he could only look at Yu Pu and said, "You don't want to believe him, but you can try to believe me."

Yu Pu's voice was low and he didn't dare to say anything: "Master, why are you... why are you protecting him like this now? Are you really with this devil..."

All the disciples cast strange glances one after another, even Xiao Chen realized after a while, looked at Jiang Shuo in amazement, his neck was red with anger.

Only Jiang Shuo remained expressionless, even a little indifferent: "Everyone in the world judges right and wrong based on the word 'reasonable', and the reason you defend Dongyan is also the same as my purpose of standing here right now. It's more than reason."

There was the sound of swords and swords clashing behind him, and Jiang Shuo hurriedly looked back, seeing that Yin Sui had already stopped "Dong Yan" from destroying the magic circle, and handed over his hands, and Jiang Shuo's cultivation was limited, so he couldn't see clearly at all. Which of these two has the upper hand.

Xiao Chen in front of him said: "Jiang Xianjun, then don't blame us for being rude."

Yu Pu didn't speak again for a long time, he stepped back a few steps and gave way to show that he would not make a move.

Xiao Chen caught a glimpse of his movements, and said bitterly: "Senior brother Yu Pu was tricked by a monster like this? What a coward."

Jiang Shuo, known as the "demon", frowned and sighed slightly in his heart.

It seems that sometimes, a strong sense of justice is not an advantage...

Yu Pu didn't want to make a move, so Jiang Shuo's pressure was much less. Even though his left hand was injured, he was at the middle stage of Jindan, so it would not be difficult to deal with these low-level disciples in front of him for a while.

But when he actually did it, Jiang Shuo realized that he was thinking too easily.

Not to mention Jiang Shuo's lack of actual combat experience, even stopping these seven or eight disciples from rushing out would be a headache.

And... Jiang Shuo condensed his spells, propped up a large wall of spiritual flow, and looked at Xiao Chen.

This boy was still a little disciple who was clumsy with a sword a month ago, but now he is very familiar with using a sword, and his spiritual power surges smoothly and quickly, as if he is about to ascend to the first small realm.

Such outstanding aptitude, Jiang Shuo has only seen in Yin Sui.

If he practiced smoothly, the speed of Xiao Chen's improvement might not be much slower than that of Yin Sui back then.

When Jiang Shuo was distracted, he heard the thin spiritual flow wall in front of him shatter into thousands of pieces, and Xiao Chen's angry face appeared.

Jiang Shuo looked at the boy for a while, then said in a low voice, "I offended you."

He raised his sword and used [-]% to [-]% of his spiritual power to strike fiercely three inches below Xiao Chen's ribs.

In a hurry, Xiao Chen only had time to condense his spiritual power to block the sword energy, but he was still hit at the place that was injured by Dong Yan earlier. He immediately let out a muffled grunt, dropped the sword, staggered back two steps, and fell off the roof of the hall. He went down and fell into the grass below.

Jiang Shuo withdrew his sword, and glanced at the rest of the people very indifferently.

Disciples from other sects have never seen Jiang Shuo's appearance. He is beautiful, but his eyes are icy, and he is no longer the gentle and easy-talking expression he was a moment ago, and he hesitates in his movements.

At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a sharp angry shout, hoarse and cracked, not like a human voice, shaking the sky as if it was quiet.

Yu Pu, who had been on the sidelines for a long time, subconsciously looked at the source of the sound, but saw in the distance, Dong Yan holding the sword and Yin Sui's blood sword "Zhu", his back was forced to lean against the edge of the magic circle, and the golden light flowed place.

The clothes on Dong Yan's back were burned by the scorching golden light, and his face was distorted and hideous like never before, as if in extreme pain, just now that strange shrill sound came from "him".

The disciples were at a loss for a moment, they all stopped and stood where they were.

"It's just that—" "Dong Yan" said sharp and piercing voices one after another, and his eyes were so red that they were about to drip blood: "It's just you, and it's just at this time——"

And Yin Sui, who was firmly suppressing him with a sword, was also in a very bad situation.

Blooming bloodstains spread downward from the bottom of the cheeks, and blood beads as big as broken thread beads fell from under his clothes. Yin Sui's whole body looked like a Shura evil ghost, and he was at the end of his battle.

Under the golden light of the magic circle, Jiang Shuo's face was pale.

Feeling the oppressive force coming from all directions to crush it, Su Yan yelled crazily and sharply. When he was at the end of the road, his mind flickered and Dong Yan took control of his body.

The madness on Dong Yan's face gradually calmed down. He glanced at everyone and wanted to speak out, but a big mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat.

He looked at Jiang Shuo and the others.

Yu Pu was the first to notice the abnormality, and shouted: "Quickly use defensive spells..."

With a "boom", under the eyes of everyone, Dong Yan's body suddenly burst into a burst of white light, and the strong spiritual current swept across the boundary of Xuanjimen like a gust of wind.

Jiang Shuo felt a pain in his chest, and was almost unconsciously swept hundreds of meters away by this spiritual current.

Dong Yan actually... exploded his spiritual core.

For a while, there were screams, explosions of spiritual power, and the sound of the hall collapsing...the sounds were endless. Jiang Shuo seemed to hear Yu Pu's anxious shouts in a trance, but the next moment was covered by overwhelming noises.

At the critical moment, Jiang Shuo suddenly felt his body lighten up and woke up briefly.

A strong smell of blood rose to the tip of his nose, he opened his eyes and found that Yin Sui had arrived beside him at some point.

Moxiu hugged the man with one hand, and with the other hand he drew out a defensive talisman, leading Jiang Shuo to the back of a half-collapsed hall at Xuanji Gate.

Jiang Shuo opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't make a sound—the power released by Dongyan's self-exploding spiritual core was too powerful, Jiang Shuo's whole body hurt, and his throat might also be damaged. I couldn't even speak a word.

Even so, Jiang Shuo still looked at Yin Sui, and took out the Qiankun bag from his sleeve with a trembling left hand.

Yin Sui glanced at the Qiankun bag, knowing that it contained the soul-retaining dendrobium, as long as he poured the soul into it, he could escape the Xuanjimen's demon-killing formation, and come out when the spiritual power of the formation was exhausted.But Yin Sui didn't move.

Jiang Shuo clenched the Qiankun bag tightly until his knuckles turned white, and a pair of misty eyes looked at Moxiu pleadingly.

"Jiang Shuo," Yin Sui suddenly said in a low voice, "This deity has been in the devil for hundreds of years."

"The world hates me, fears me, and harms me indiscriminately. This deity is used to it and doesn't care." Moxiu lowered his head, and the aura of the temporary defensive shield around him was dim, and it seemed that it would be broken at any time.

Yin Sui: "But I don't know until now that I don't want you to be stained with these stigmas."

Mo Xiu lightly kissed Jiang Shuo's eyelashes, stayed for a moment as if lovingly, and then separated again.

"What the deity did today..." Yin Sui said, "It should be repaid to you, if the deity can survive—"

If he survived, what should he do, but Yin Sui didn't say any more.

He just used his nearly exhausted spiritual energy to cast a body-holding spell on Jiang Shuo slowly, then stood up and strode away.

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