In the last two days, I received a report from my subordinates, saying that there were several demon cultivators in the team who disappeared without a trace, and after careful investigation, it was found that they didn't go anywhere, but they disappeared inexplicably in the camp, and before disappearing, they seemed to have come into contact with the erratic spirit around them.

Because there are so many reports like this, I can't help but ask He Qianjue curiously every day: "What did you do to make all the demon cultivators under my hands disappear one by one?"

He Qianjue looked indifferent: "It's nothing, they came to trouble me, I didn't bother to deal with it, so I used the darkness to make them disappear forever." ”

He Qianjue's answer made Zhuri helpless and crying: "Are you planning to consume my combat power before the war?"

He Qianjue's words made He Qianjue quite dissatisfied, and he held his hands on his chest and raised his chin to despise Zhuri: "What does it mean to consume your combat power? ”

Since He Qianjue was so ruthless, he had no choice but to openly order his subordinates day by day, asking them to increase the discipline of the people in their team recently, and not to easily find trouble with others, especially trouble with He Qianjue.

Of course, even if this order is not issued, there are not many demon cultivators who dare to approach He Qianjue now, because basically, as long as they go to He Qianjue for trouble, there is no return, and gradually these arrogant and arrogant demon cultivators realize the problem. As long as he knew that He Qianjue was an iron plate, no one would dare to kick it.

In the process of the march of the demon army, they will often reconnoiter the road ahead, there are obstacles and garrisons laid by decent monks and immortals, in order to get to the gate of the fairy world, the obstacles encountered on the way, the demon army team naturally has to eliminate them one by one, so the offensive and defensive battles between the immortals and the demons are very hot.

The number of both sides of the immortal and demon battle is not very large. The immortal realm sent at most dozens of immortals to the lower realm, and most of them were decent monks from the human realm to help assist. And on the side of the demon army, except for those low-level demon cultivators, there are only about a hundred people who are really powerful, and more than half of them are distributed in other battlefields to fight, and the number of this group that follows the demon venerable to attack the gate of the immortal realm day by day is about dozens of people.

Although the number is small, the destructive power of the fight is very amazing, and it is common for the mountains to shake at every turn.

Fortunately, when the immortals set up obstacles and garrisons, they will drive nearby mortals to a safe area to protect them, and even not only mortals, but even many animals and plants will be moved away by them, so once a fight starts, they don't care about the question of destruction or not.

He Qianjue has always felt that these immortals and demon cultivators are fighting, which makes him feel a bit like the scenes in those costume fantasy TV series arranged by human beings, there is not much order in the chaos, the immortals are collectively flying in the sky, the demon cultivators are all running on the ground, and the two sides are chasing me, which seems to be a gorgeous and ridiculous scene, but it contains a trace of the cruelty of war.

He Qianjue will not participate in battles, he has been floating next to watch the play, when those immortals and demons fight, he likes to find a place farthest away to stay.

He's tried to keep his presence as low as possible, but there are still a few bad guys trying to find an opportunity to cause him trouble.

Maybe it's because He Qianjue was more ruthless a while ago, and whoever came to find fault in the group of demons and demons of the demon clan made the other party come and go, so although there was no demon cultivator to find fault with this time, they were probably just changing a way to find fault.

For example, on the battlefield where the immortals and demons were fighting, several of them deliberately led the enemy's attack moves in the direction of He Qianjue, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and they stood in the direction where He Qianjue was.

He Qianjue didn't react, and he didn't bother to hide, he raised his hand to a defensive move, and most of the attack moves he could easily defuse.

But if this kind of thing happens a few more times, it will be really annoying.

Those boring demon cultivators didn't seem to react much when they saw He Qianjue, but they became more and more energetic in their hearts, and the matter became more and more intense. One by one, they began to find ways to target He Qianjue, guiding the tips of various attack weapons to throw at He Qianjue, and He Qianjue finally couldn't bear it anymore after enduring it several times...... Erupted.

So, the next time there was a demon cultivator who deliberately guided the attack and attacked He Qianjue "by the enemy's hand", He Qianjue rushed up after easily defusing the attack, and beat the few demon cultivators who didn't have long eyes and liked to do it into half-crippled pieces, and then carried it and threw it directly into the hands of a few immortals on the opposite side.

At the end, He Qianjue smiled and said to a few immortals: "These demon cultivators can be disposed of at your will, you must help me treat them well!"

He Qianjue is a spirit body, it looks like a ghost cultivator, and the immortals can't be sure whether He Qianjue is a decent person or a person from the demon cultivator demon clan, but he stepped in to help capture these demon cultivators, and quickly won the favor of many immortals.

Therefore, when He Qianjue repeatedly disabled those demon cultivators and handed them over to the immortals, some immortals politely asked He Qianjue: "May I ask Your Excellency's name?"

He Qianjue never hesitated to report his name: "My name is He Qianjue." ”

Then the act of reporting his name quickly made He Qianjue recognized by some immortals. In the process of He Qianjue beating a few demon cultivators and sending them to the immortals as gifts, an immortal suddenly rushed to He Qianjue's face, couldn't help but reach out and press He Qianjue's shoulder, and shouted to him: "Qianjue! You are He Qianjue! Do you remember me?"

This sudden immortal was so excited that he grabbed He Qianjue's shoulder and shook it vigorously, making He Qianjue's head dizzy and didn't come back to his senses for a while. After a while, he carefully looked at the excited immortal in front of him, thought for a while, and said tentatively, "...... are you?"

The immortal in front of He Qianjue is a teenager who looks like he is only a teenager on the surface, of course, the specific age of the immortal is basically beyond a thousand years old, so how the appearance cannot be used as the basis for judging the age.

This young immortal has long black hair, dark green eyes, wears a dark purple robe with gold edges, black boots of the same style, holds a majestic sword with gems inlay, and the accessories on his clothes are dazzling, and the whole person is very ...... "coquettish".

He Qianjue felt that this person was a little familiar to him from the point of view of appearance, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, so he racked his brains and thought for a long time, until the other party signed up and said: "It's me! I'm Yan Yongfei!"

He Qianjue suddenly realized "oh" and said, "It turned out to be Yan Yongfei...... who is that?"

Without waiting for He Qianjue to fall into deeper memories and thoughts, Yan Yongfei began to talk to He Qianjue endlessly, chattering endlessly...... He Qianjue either has some memories, or things that he doesn't remember at all.

However, after the other party talked such nonsense, He Qianjue figured out the situation a little, and also remembered what kind of character Yan Yongfei was.

It is said that when He Qianjue was still in the Qinghong Sword Sect and was not sealed. Lu Xuange was very strict with He Qianjue at that time, and he was not allowed to be dismissed from anyone too deeply, even if it was a disciple of his own sect, Lu Xuange asked He Qianjue at that time to belong to and obey himself completely from body to heart.

Of course, He Qianjue did it. But it is almost impossible to say that he did not have any friends or any people with whom he was associated.

In addition to Zhan Haoyan, who had many transactions with He Qianjue, He Qianjue also had a few friends from other sects at that time, one of whom was Yan Yongfei in front of him.

Yan Yongfei rose very early, he used to be the disciple of the sect Sen Luomen who was secretly pressured by Lu Xuange and brought it to decline.

After the fall of the Sen Luo Sect, many of the Sen Luo Sect members either left for other sects, or simply lived in seclusion in the forest and did not care about the world, and some of them had been secretly eliminated by Lu Xuange's faction.

Yan Yongfei is the same, if it weren't for He Qianjue's intention to protect him back then, Yan Yongfei probably wouldn't have been able to get out of the mountain gate of Senluomen alive.

However, Yan Yongfei has a very big personality, and he has no sense of crisis at all, he didn't see that he came from his family and was destroyed by life, and thought that the general trend of Senluomen was not as good as it was back then, and he also lamented this in front of He Qianjue, and he never thought that He Qianjue was Lu Xuange's accomplice.

Later, He Qianjue ensured that he left Senluomen, Yan Yongfei went to another small sect, stayed for more than two hundred years, I don't know what chance he had, his mood suddenly improved by leaps and bounds, he was a cheerful person who did what he wanted, he had no worries and no demons, and his cultivation improved quickly, so he crossed the catastrophe and soared, and he also soared and successfully went to the fairy world.

After going around and around for so many years, He Qianjue didn't expect to see him again.

Yan Yongfei was very happy to see He Qianjue, happily patted He Qianjue's shoulder, and said to him: "I didn't expect it! We met again! Oh my God! I also heard that you are dead, but I didn't expect you to ...... Uh......"

Saying that, Yan Yongfei looked He Qianjue up and down, and saw that it was actually a spirit body floating in the air with his feet off the ground, and said in horror: ", you are really dead!"

Yan Yongfei has a big personality, and in modern terms, he should be a bit of a mistake, which can be seen from the taste of the various colored gems inlaid on his precious weapon, the long sword.

I didn't expect that after so many years, this guy hasn't changed at all.

He Qianjue actually didn't have time to talk about the past with Yan Yongfei here, after all, He Qianjue still didn't remember a lot of past events. So He Qianjue diverted the topic and introduced Yan Yongfei, he said: "You have been ...... for so many years How do you mix in the fairy world?"

"Not good, not good. Yan Yongfei shook his head vigorously, "It feels like going to an upgraded version of the cultivation realm, everyone is still fighting for cultivation and resources, I feel that I haven't done anything on it, a thousand years have passed, and another demon realm invasion war has begun, which is incredibly fast." ”

……

"Is he the He Qianjue you said?" After Yan Yongfei recognized He Qianjue and said a few words to him, another immortal next to him also stepped forward to interject with them, this immortal looked He Qianjue up and down a few times, with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes, and said to Yan Yongfei: "I heard that He Qianjue is a traitor who betrayed the cultivation realm, and he was sealed into the Heaven Sealing Mirror by the master of the Qinghong Sword Sect a thousand years ago. ”

"Nonsense!" Yan Yongfei has always heard of this rumor, but he has always insisted that he does not believe it, and every time others mention it, he will be so angry that he will stomp his feet, but the immortals around him have different opinions but their words are unified, so Yan Yongfei can't believe it.

But today he finally found a reason to refute, stretched out his hand and pointed at He Qianjue in front of him and said, "Tell me, if he is sealed, then who is this in front of me now?"

The immortal was unwilling, and retorted: "But my news was heard from the 'Dao Eight Immortals', and the information of the 'Dao Eight Immortals' has always been very accurate. After that, I also went to inquire about Lu Xuange, the master of the Qinghong Sword Sect who later ascended, and Lu Xuange also admitted it himself, how could it be fake, He Qianjue was definitely a traitor back then. ”

Yan Yongfei saw that he couldn't say anything else, so he turned his head to He Qianjue for confirmation: "Qianjue, tell me, was that thing true or false back then?"

"It's been so long ago...... He Qianjue laughed a little ironically, "You guys still mention it like gossip." ”

Yan Yongfei was embarrassed when he heard this, and he really felt that he had a bad impact on He Qianjue by gossiping about these trivial things, so he waved his hand and said to He Qianjue: "I'm sorry, Qianjue, I just don't believe that you are such a person, and I don't believe that you are dead, in my impression you are a very strong guy, how can you die so easily." ”

He Qianjue smiled, reached over and patted Yan Yongfei's shoulder and said, "It seems that I have to live up to your expectations, Yan Yongfei...... I was undoubtedly a traitor back then, and I was indeed sealed in the Sealed Heaven Mirror, but now, I have come out of the mirror. ”

He Qianjue's words made Yan Yongfei, who heard this, a little confused, and after digesting it for a long time, Yan Yongfei reacted, and said in amazement: "Wait, did you just tell the truth? Qianjue......

"Of course, why should I lie to you?" He Qianjue lowered his voice seriously: "By the way, until now, I have been in the same group as those demon cultivators who are fighting with you next to me, so it's better not to get too close to me." ”

Yan Yongfei was the first to express his disbelief: "You are teasing me, Qianjue! You just helped us catch a few demon cultivators." ”

Saying that, Yan Yongfei also raised his foot and kicked the two demon cultivators who had just been beaten by He Qianjue and thrown over.

"You have to know that the demon clan and demon cultivators have become a habit of killing each other, and it is naturally not uncommon for me to help you catch two demon cultivators. He Qianjue spread out her hands and smiled slyly.

Yan Yongfei still didn't believe it: "But you don't have any demonic energy on you...... I don't care, as long as you don't have demonic energy, I don't believe you're in league with them. ”

"Then you should believe it. Seeing that Yan Yongfei was so stubborn, He Qianjue also had to make a big move, he stretched out his hand and gently snapped his fingers in front of Yan Yongfei and the other two immortals, and then a terrifying black demonic qi suddenly erupted in the palm of his hand, and the demonic qi was surging, and the shocking power came to his face.

If these immortals knew the goods, they would definitely know that this was the demonic qi of the Demon Venerable, simulated by He Qianjue.

However, the immortals basically couldn't tell the difference between the demonic qi of the demon cultivators, and in their opinion, this was an extremely evil force, like a terrifying super virus stained with death.

So when He Qianjue released this demonic qi, several immortals suddenly looked horrified, and they all retreated away from He Qianjue.

But just when He Qianjue thought that he could use the demonic qi to send these immortals away, he was stunned to find that Yan Yongfei stood proudly in the pile of demonic qi released by him, and he didn't retreat for half a step, he stared at He Qianjue in a daze, and said righteously: "I don't believe it, He Qianjue, don't lie to me with this kind of trick!"

Yan Yongfei said so righteously and awe-inspiringly, even the companion next to him couldn't stand it, an immortal reached out and grabbed Yan Yongfei's arm and said, "Yan Yongfei, don't go over! Don't you see the demonic qi on this guy's body erupt? That demonic qi is extremely powerful, if you get closer, you will also be infected!"

Yan Yongfei shook off the hand of the immortal next to him, and still glared at He Qianjue: "I heard you say a word before I left, He Qianjue." You say that you want to find your own 'truth', is embarking on the path of demon cultivation the 'truth' you have found? He Qianjue, how can you indulge yourself so much!?"

He Qianjue really didn't want to know what Yan Yongfei had in his head, seeing that his eyes were full of pity and sorrow when he looked at He Qianjue, He Qianjue felt that he had goosebumps all over his body, he shook his head and shook the pimples on his body, raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed, "That's it, it's just a waste of time to talk to you...... Yan Yongfei, I only have one word of advice for you, if you can go back to the immortal realm in the near future and look at your immortal venerable, he will have a big disaster in the near future. ”

Then He Qianjue didn't wait for a few immortals present to understand the meaning of his words, so he put on an attack move, imitating several law decisions day by day, the wave of demonic qi hit the immortals in front of him, the immortals were all shocked, one of them pounced on Yan Yongfei, who was still a little stunned, to avoid the wave of demonic energy, and then flew a little farther away from He Qianjue.

But after they distanced themselves, He Qianjue had already turned around and left the battlefield, disappearing into the large group of demons below.

And the fighting on the battlefield continues.

……

On the other side, Zhan Haoyan came to the gate of the underworld with the small glass bottle containing a weak spirit body that He Qianjue gave him, according to the procedure, he planned to open the glass bottle and release the spirit body inside, because of the attraction of the gate of the underworld itself, the moment this spirit body came out, it would be taken away by the power of the gate of the underworld, and it would successfully reach the underworld and become one of the thousands of reincarnated souls.

Just before doing so, Zhan Haoyan lifted the glass bottle in his hand, mentioned it in front of him, observed the vague, white mist-like soul inside, and couldn't help but sigh:

"I knew this was the case, why did I have to do it in the first place, Lu Xuange...... That's the best ending for you, right?"

Sighing at this point, Zhan Hao said no more, twisted the lid of the glass bottle, and released the remnant soul inside, but what happened next was beyond Zhan Haoyan's expectations. Because when he released the remnant soul in the glass bottle, the weak remnant soul was not only not attracted by the attraction of the gate of the underworld, but went the opposite way, and the whole soul rose into the air, and in an instant flew out towards the sky, in a southeasterly direction.

Zhan Haoyan visually measured the direction in which the remnant soul flew out, and that side seemed to be the direction where the two clans of immortals and demons were fighting.

This sudden situation made Zhan Haoyan couldn't help but show a solemn expression, he turned his head and glanced at the gate of the underworld standing behind him, this door is invisible to human eyes, and some monks or immortals who do not open yin and yang eyes can't see this door, but all the souls in the world should be able to see it, and they definitely can't resist the attraction of this door.

So why? Lu Xuange was such a weak wisp of remnant soul, but he left behind this door that was so tempting, and the moment he got rid of the shackles, he only went to the place he wanted to go the most, and left without hesitation.

"I'm going to die. Zhan Haoyan looked at the direction where the soul disappeared and muttered to himself, "The kind of death that the soul is scattered." ”

……

He led his demon army day by day, and on the eighth day after leaving the demon world and officially attacking towards the gate of the fairy world, he had almost arrived at the gate of the fairy world...... The vicinity of Changbai Mountain.

This is already the white tropics of the Immortal Demon Battlefield, and Immortal Venerable Yue Rong has sent a group of immortals to garrison this vicinity, and he must conquer this area as soon as possible and seize the dominance.

He Qianjue made up his mind not to help, so at the peak of leading his subordinates to fight to the death with the immortals day by day, He Qianjue sat at the foot of the uninhabited landscape near Changbai Mountain, put a basket beside him, and fished on the edge of the pond to eat.

He tried hard for a long time, but he didn't catch a single fish in the basket.

Then He Qianjue stopped fishing, he sat by the pond and dipped his feet in the water, looking at the scenery not far away in a daze.

In the process of being in a daze, He Qianjue felt a gust of yin wind blowing around him, which made He Qianjue can't help but tremble for a while, turned his head to look, and found that there was a vague remnant soul beside him.

The soul was so vague that it could no longer see its face and outline, except for a white and roughly humanoid shape, trembling in the wind, feeling like it would be blown away by a gust of wind at any moment...... Yes, such a wretched remnant.

When he saw this wisp of soul, He Qianjue was also slightly stunned.

The stunned He Qianjue was silent for a moment, his voice was hoarse, and he said to the remnant soul, "Why are you back again?"

The remnant soul did not answer He Qianjue, it seemed that it had no self-consciousness, and the soul at this stage had lost all its memories, became muddy, and could disappear anytime and anywhere.

"Why are you so persistent?" He Qianjue was really a little puzzled, seeing the return of this remnant soul made him very puzzled.

At the same time, He Qianjue was also a little uncomfortable, and his indescribable discomfort made He Qianjue feel restless and restless, and his heart vibrated in his chest like a drumstick.

However, there is no way for the muddy remnant soul to understand He Qianjue, it only has the most primitive and basic obsession left, and its obsession supports it to come here, come to He Qianjue's side, pass through the battlefield of immortals and demons, go through countless laws and formations, and it successfully came to He Qianjue's face.

When it came to He Qianjue, it didn't do anything, just floated quietly beside He Qianjue, looking at He Qianjue, as if it was silently waiting for the last moment to come.

Wait for the moment to dissipate.

"You annoy me, Lu Xuange. He Qianjue stretched out his hand, gathered a part of the spiritual power, and then grabbed the white remnant soul and grabbed it in the palm of his hand, it was already very small, turning into a white misty ball, He Qianjue nourished it with some spiritual power, so that it would not dissipate so quickly.

He Qianjue lowered his head, and his long black hair fell down, and it also landed on He Qianjue's palm, causing the white mist remnant soul in his palm to wander between He Qianjue's hair.

"You chose the ...... of death So do you have to follow me until you die?" He Qianjue clenched his fists and nested the white misty remnant soul in the palm of his hand.

The movement of his clenched fists may have been too hard, and the remnant soul in He Qianjue's palm let out a low sound similar to a scream, the sound was extremely low and almost inaudible.

But He Qianjue quickly let go of his hand and looked at the increasingly weak and transparent soul in his palm.

He Qianjue stared at him for a long time.

In the end, He Qianjue said: "I forgive you, Lu Xuange...... As I said, as long as you remember me, I will forgive you. ”

The remnant soul in the palm of his hand seemed to hear He Qianjue speak, and it stirred up its own white mist in He Qianjue's palm, and seemed to raise its head to look at He Qianjue. He Qianjue seemed to be able to sense its gaze from its white spherical soul.

Then it floated up and touched He Qianjue's face, but it was empty and touchless, and He Qianjue could only feel the coldness on his face slightly. 166 Reading Network