If you don't hate you, you won't become a Buddha

"The sword embryo is indeed here!"

A long, uncontrollable laugh came from high in the sky.

"If you break through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it."

Another hoarse voice also revealed joy, "Brother Jiao, today is the right time for you and me. Let go of all the grievances and enmities in the past, and let's cultivate this sword embryo together today, how about it?"

"Hahaha, what Brother Feng said is absolutely true!"

The two Nascent Soul aura above the head are powerful and powerful, accompanied by traces of monster aura, they are two demon cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage.

The two stood in the void, overlooking the broken valley, talking as if no one else was there, not taking the people and formations below them seriously at all.

The endless ice field is vast and boundless, even the Yuanying Patriarch, who can teleport, cannot cross it within a few months.They just chose a place of descent at random, but they didn't expect to bump into the sword fetus hand-picked by Lord Huashen, this is really a great luck.

"Okay, brother Jiao, let's do it as soon as possible, don't wait for other Nascent Souls to come out and break the boundary membrane, and come pick our peaches." Putting on a flawless hypocritical smile, he urged.

"Brother Feng, what are you in a hurry for?"

The demonic aura around the evil dragon was accompanied by the breaking waves. He stopped bragging when he heard the words, flicked his head without bowing his fingers, and said disdainfully, "There are only two gold-level small formations, and there are a few human ants. Not even a paw can stop it!"

Before the words were finished, the surrounding spiritual energy was instantly emptied, and it condensed under the finger of the evil dragon like a whirlpool, forming a huge water blade, which slashed fiercely towards the two large formations below.

Such as cutting tofu.

The sword formation densely woven with sword light didn't even block it for a breath, and it was fragmented, and the cold light was dim.

All the disciples of Xuanjianzong were shocked, blood overflowed from the corners of their lips, and their natal swords buzzed.But at this time they were trapped by the nightmare, turning a blind eye to the abnormality of their natal sword, and still looked insane.

Unobstructed and unstoppable, like a broken bamboo, the water blade landed on the golden lotus formation of the Buddha in the blink of an eye.

The crack opened by the person who broke the formation before creaked and expanded in an instant.Jinlian Xuying frantically struggled to resist, but was still annihilated inch by inch.

Cheng Siqi's pupils clearly reflected the extremely sharp water blade.

There was light condensing and collapsing in his eyes, and then a ray of cold light appeared.

It was as if a huge mountain was pressing on his shoulders, almost making him unable to breathe. He wished he could run away from here immediately and never look back.But behind him was Insanity, so he stared at the approaching water blade, and suddenly drew out the Extreme Passion Sword.

"roll!"

The light of the sword shot up into the sky like a drill.

The aura in Cheng Siquan's body exploded with the blood coming out of his pores.He swung his sword frantically and headed towards the water blade.

"Sword intent..."

Feng Qingque's eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "As expected of a sword fetus, you can cultivate sword intent after building a foundation. , how can it block the Nascent Soul's blow..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Feng Qingque's smile stuck on the corner of her lips.

The water blade is sharp, the black waves are soaring, and the touch is almost like a knife, and it is almost invincible to break through the two formations.

But at this time, a hand penetrated the black wave lightly, grabbed the water blade, and pinched it.Hei Lang screamed as if alive, collapsed in an instant, and ran back to the evil dragon as if fleeing for his life.

The cold touch became warm and grabbed Cheng Siqi's wrist.

Jian Guang paused, he was taken aback, pulled back half a step by this force, and leaned against a solid chest.

Frost flowers fell from his eyes, and the tip of the nose of the person behind him rubbed against his temples, then sighed in disgust, and patted the top of his head.

"Little ancestor, how long has it been since you washed your hair?"

Startled by the voice behind his ears.

After recovering for a while, Cheng Siqi said quietly: "I haven't washed since I was a widow..." As he spoke, he jumped on Wuyan and hugged him tightly, "I guess there are quite a few lice, all of them will be given to you. gone."

"Squeamish."

He shook the dog skin plaster on his body, but he didn't shake it off, so Wu Yan had no choice but to stretch out one hand to hug him tighter.He suspected that Cheng Siqi wanted to strangle him, so he had to act first and strangle this little thing first.

"Is Tianyin Temple Bossy?"

There was an icy voice in the air, Wu Yan raised his head, and saw Feng Qingque stopped the evil dragon who was about to attack, and looked over coldly, "What a surprise, I didn't expect you to be a pervert who hates dogs, You really have the face to leave the mountain gate of Tianyin Temple again."

"Brother Feng, what are you talking about with him? Just kill him!"

Evil Jiao smiled cruelly, "He was known as the arrogance of his peers back then, so we had to avoid him. But now you and I have entered Yuan Ying, but he is just a waste with a broken golden core. What else can I say? "

Feng Qingque glanced at Evil Jiao, and said something stupid, but she didn't curse out.

Could it be that the one who can easily take the blow of the Nascent Soul is just a piece of trash with a shattered golden core?Then this piece of trash is really top-notch.

Feng Qingque hadn't made a sound before, but she was just observing Wuzhi.

When they arrived, they only cared about the sword fetus, and didn't notice the ice sculpture-like figure behind Cheng Siqi at all.And the breath of insatiability burst out suddenly, forming a rivalry with the two of them almost instantly. This breath was not a Nascent Soul, but it was like a Nascent Soul, which made Feng Qingque fearful for a while.

Being fearful does not mean not daring to fight.

Feng Qingque was silent for a moment, and said: "Wu Yan, hand over the sword fetus, and I will spare you."

"Sword tire?"

Insatiable frowned.

Another sword fetus.He was stared at by Huashen, almost fell, had to flee into the endless ice field, narrowly escaped death, also because of the sword fetus.But what is this sword embryo?Is it Cheng Siqi?Or is it something that exists on Jianxiu?

After thinking about it for a moment, he came back to his senses, weighed the little plaster in his arms, and raised his eyebrows at Feng Qingque: "You mean this in my arms? Fat chicken, your eyes are getting worse and worse Oh, this is obviously my new piglet..."

The long-lost title of Fat Chicken reminded Feng Qingque of some shadows in her life.

The elegant demeanor he had been maintaining was broken in an instant, his face immediately darkened, and he said in a hateful voice: "Shame on your face! Don't say that you are just a fake baby now, even if you become a Nascent Soul, you can still win against two? Jiao Brother, let's go!"

The robe was automatic without wind, and countless blue and purple feathers were burning with scorching fire, flying out from behind Feng Qingque.

"It should have been like this a long time ago! What are you talking about with him!" Evil Jiao laughed wildly, black waves surged all over his body, turned into several ferocious water beasts, leaped down from the air, and rushed straight towards Wushen.

"Insatiable!"

Cheng Siqi immediately jumped down to fight.

But Wuyan hugged him tightly, kissed his ear tip comfortingly, turned his head and smiled at Feng Qingque and Ejiao, "I'm a fake baby, one against two, I really can't beat you..."

Evil Jiao had a fierce smile on his face, and he was even more proud in his heart.

But Feng Qingque looked at the insatiable smile, but frowned slightly, with some bad premonition.

Sure enough, when Ling Yu and the water beast rushed forward together, they would not be tired of meeting but retreated. A dashing flash came several feet away, and unexpectedly appeared next to a group of Xuanjianzong disciples who were obsessed with nightmares and could not extricate themselves.

He raised his hand, ignoring the burning fire, grabbed a feather, and stabbed Pei Luqing's thin sword fiercely without hesitation while holding it.

"However, who said I was one against two?"

Insatiable to extinguish the fire on his fingers, he glanced at Feng Qingque with a half-smile, "I'm a group of two."

The evil dragon didn't take it seriously, and sneered, "A group of sword cultivators who have been swallowed by the nightmare of the demon saint, what are you going to do with us..." Before the words fell, a sad and angry roar suddenly erupted, terribly painful, almost killing the evil dragon and the phoenix on the cloud. Qingque shook down.

"Who! Who moved my wife!"

The sword energy is like a rainbow, roaring in the sky.

The obsessive smirk on Pei Luqing's face had turned into anger and grief at some point.He tightly held his whining rapier, followed Ling Yu's breath, and slashed at Feng Qingque with his sword.

"It's still a child, how, how dare you touch it!"

Pei Luqing's eyes were red, and he didn't have the appearance of a stable senior brother in the past. He roared and rushed towards Feng Qingque like a fierce man whose wife had been defiled, as if he was in an unstoppable posture.

Feng Qingque was taken aback by the sword, and finally saw the origin of these sword cultivators.

"The lunatic of Xuanjianzong!"

He regretted so much, "You actually provoked these lunatics..."

Hearing this, a strange color flashed across the eyes of Insatiable.

They came to find Cheng Siqi, but they didn't seem to know the relationship between Xuan Jianzong and Cheng Siqi.

Seeing Cheng Siqi's reaction, he guessed that Xuan Jianzong and others should have met Cheng Siqi by chance here, so he stayed to protect him.After all, Cheng Siqi's Jiqing swordsmanship is half-finished, and he only needs to form an alchemy at the end. Even if he meets him, as long as he doesn't think of it, it's no big deal.

But these two Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators came to find the sword fetus and went straight to Cheng Siqi, but they didn't know Cheng Siqi's identity?What does the demon cultivator want to do?

The secrets of Daozang in the past flashed in his mind one by one, Wuyan seemed to have vaguely touched the tip of the iceberg.

Pressing down his confused thoughts, he kicked and broke the stone that was half-loomed by Lu Nanri.

Lu Nan had nothing in the day, he paused excitedly, drew his sword and chased after Wuyan, "The revenge of killing a wife is irreconcilable! The bastard is going to kill you!"

Wu Yan jumped up to the top of the cloud, ran towards the evil Jiao, and smiled kindly: "Brother Jiao is really polite, I know that the poor monk likes to drink soup when stewed with seafood, and he even brought sea water with him."

Evil Jiao was taken aback for a moment, but after a while he realized, he slapped Wuyan with his palm.

"court death!"

Unexpectedly, Wuyan's body was like lightning, he dodged lightly, and the palm of Evil Jiao slapped Lu Nan's sword energy.

The sword energy shattered, and Lu Nan instantly diverted the suspected target of the murderer of his wife, turned around and slashed at the evil dragon.But at this time, Insanity turned around and came back again, cooperating with Lu Nan's ferocious epee, and beat the evil dragon back steadily.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The huge sword is as heavy as Taiyue, and when it hits with a bang, the sword energy is like a dragon.

Evil Jiao tried to defend himself, but when he saw Lu Nan's waist that was still swaying strangely, his face turned green, and the magic spells all over his body wanted to burst out in an instant.

On one side, he and Lu Nan teamed up to hit the evil dragon, on the other side, Wu Yan threw out only half of the Buddhist beads left on his neck, and trapped Feng Qingque together with Pei Luqing.

The fight was completely messed up.

Two golden elixirs and one fake baby beat the two Nascent Soul monsters to the point of no return.

Feng Qingque was really aggrieved, whether it was a sword cultivator who could fight Nascent Soul with a golden core, or a fake baby from the true teaching of lotus law, as long as she met one, Feng Qingque would guarantee that she would beat his mother to the point of not knowing him.

But at this moment, both of them happened to meet.

The Xuanjian Sect and the three true descendants of Tianyin Temple, and their two ordinary Nascent Souls, one of them was holding someone like a baby, and they could vomit blood with anger.Could it be that their fame will be ruined in one day?

When Feng Qingque was frightened and dejected, a shriek suddenly came from beside her.

A white light soared into the sky, exploded in an instant, and turned into a thunder with lightning on the sky, and most of the endless ice field could be seen.

"Commander Thunder!"

Feng Qingque's heart was overjoyed, and the loud laughter of the evil dragon came from his ears. For the first time, he felt that this extremely stupid evil dragon was more or less useful except for its brute strength.The order talisman is soaring to the sky, and it won't be long before all the demon cultivators who see the order talisman will come here. Before that, as long as they hold back this group of people.

"Although I can't take the credit alone, the situation is beyond my control at this moment."

Feng Qingque sighed with regret, and stared at Wuyan with cold and piercing eyes, "If I can't kill you, can't I keep you? Wait until you die, rebel!"

After all, Feng Qingque gave up on Pei Luqing directly, and rushed towards Wuyan without hesitation.

Feathers filled the sky, flames illuminated half of the sky, and fell like a net.

But at this time, Wu Yan, who had been avoiding him all this time, froze and stopped in mid-air, neither dodging nor dodging, and raised his hand towards the killing move that was close at hand.

He clenched a fist with one hand, and as his wrist was raised, his palm slowly spread out.

A broken lotus flower was lying in his palm, trembling slightly as if startled by the forceful momentum.Wu Yan looked at Lian Hua, frowned, hesitated for a moment, and ate Lian Hua in one gulp before Ling Yu pierced him into a sieve.

"I knew...it was really hard."

Wu Yan's brows were tightly furrowed, and the base of his tongue was a little numb.He kissed Cheng Siqi's ear again, "Be sweeter."

"you……"

Cheng Siqi finally couldn't bear it anymore and scratched his ear, the hand holding the sword was a little unsteady.He was so close that he wanted to learn from Lu Nanri Shitou, but now there is a big enemy... He really wants to kill someone!

Unaware of Cheng Siqi's eagerness to miss the sun stone, after swallowing the broken lotus endlessly, a phantom of a golden lotus slowly bloomed under his feet.

The lotus petals fell gradually, and all the feathers seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, and at the same time they were frozen in the air, struggling in vain.

It seems that some kind of seal has been broken.

A monstrous momentum erupted from Insatiable's body in an instant, sweeping around like a gust of wind.The golden lotus twirled crazily, but was stained a dull dark red little by little by the blood coming up from the roots.

Feng Qingque's complexion changed drastically, and for the first time a look of fear appeared in her eyes: "This, this is..."

The blood lotus is in the sky, beautiful and eerily beautiful, reflecting a strange red light.

The insatiably handsome and upright face also seemed to be infused by this bewitching inch by inch, becoming sharp and aggressive, playful and wild.His lowered eyes lifted slightly, revealing a pair of pupils soaked in scarlet.Bypassing the shocked Feng Qingque, he looked at the evil Jiao.

"The devil is born, and the human cultivators fight together. Fighting in the same room, people's hearts are lost. In the past, those I cared about, those I made good friends with, and those I saved, all wanted to kill me and then quickly... This is the scene you prepared to force me to truly become a demon. Ben? As usual..."

Insanity's eyebrows were still frosty, his eyes were cold, but the corners of his lips curled up, "Let's just start."

As soon as the word came out, a blood-colored lotus appeared under the feet of the evil dragon.

He wanted to teleport away in a hurry, but he didn't expect the blood lotus to be one step faster, the petals of the lotus closed in an instant, and swallowed him whole.

A scream came out, and it stopped abruptly.

After the blood lotus was completely closed, it slowly withered, and the aura of the evil dragon disappeared completely.

Instantly kill Nascent Soul.

The cold sweat rolled down Feng Qingque's forehead in an instant, and his mind was running crazily. When Wu Yan cast his cold eyes on him, he gritted his teeth and said quickly: "On the day when the sword fetus becomes alchemy, it will be occupied by demon spirits." , to become the master of the demon cultivator, is the demon master! I know the way to get rid of the demon soul!"

The red light flickered under his feet and disappeared.

Feng Qingque's heart shrank tightly, and she looked at Wuyan.

Feeling that Cheng Siqi in his arms raised his head, Wuwei looked at Feng Qingque coldly: "Speak."

Feng Qingque glanced at the word Lei above her head, "Here? Many people will come here soon..."

"It's right here."

He smiled tirelessly, "I'm waiting to kill someone."

The author has something to say: I just finished my business trip and returned home, I didn’t have time to ask for leave yesterday _(:з」∠)_ I thought I could code...

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