People's hearts are inherently impetuous, even if people who were calm and restrained in the past listen to the magic sound of endless flowers, they will be aroused by the filth in their hearts.

In terms of sound attack, no one in the entire Demon Gate will be the opponent of Hua Wuyan. The technique of capturing people's hearts and souls is his forte. He can be regarded as the originator of the sound attack line.

Yan Ruyu wrinkled her eyebrows slightly, the cool breath of the bracelet on her wrist floated by, and a refreshing wind rolled up on the ground of the Shura Palace, and the faint and holy breath in it suppressed the greed in the bottom of people's hearts.

The monk who had been recruited came back to his senses, and his face turned a little blush.

"Daoist friends don't want to encircle and suppress the Demon Lord, why don't they take action for a long time?" Yan Ruyu wondered.

As soon as they had the steps, they hurried down, and the Taoist cultivators grabbed their weapons and rushed towards Hua Wuya's side one after another.

In terms of one-on-one, except for a few people present, they only had to flee when they encountered him, but now that there are many Taoist cultivators, they naturally don't have to be afraid of him. One person and one sword, can't he pierce his heart with ten thousand swords?

Hua Wuya came out to wander around today, but he didn't want to be besieged, he didn't even want to make a big move, and immediately with a wave of his cuffs, a dense number of puppet soldiers flew out, separating him from the Daoxiu army.

Not to mention Hua Wuya's own strength, just this wealth is enough to be jaw-dropping.

One person, with two hundred monsters, with a wave of his hand, there are so many puppet soldiers, there are almost endless subordinates, wherever he goes, there is the army of the Demon Gate.

One person becoming a demon is enough to mess with the world.

"Pile Spirit seniors won't get involved in these things, right?" Yan Ruyu looked at Pile Spirit beside him.

Pile Ling looked at the fluctuations of aura in the air due to the spiritual power, and couldn't help squinting and smiling, "You monkey, you can carry it clearly." Now that the two realms of righteousness and demon seem to be evenly matched, in fact, the cultivation of the Dao is gradually declining, can you see it?"

How Dao Xiu fell step by step to the point where he is now, Pile Ling knows best, but she alone is not enough to change this general trend, she is just doing her best.

But even so, even Jiuhua Sect inevitably had these signs, and in recent years, she has felt more and more powerless.

If there is no stimulation, how can a comfortable Taoist practice deal with future dangers? Now that the forces of all parties in the Yunlan Realm are surging, more and more secret realms have been born, which is not only a blessing for the monks of the Yunlan Realm, but also hides countless dangers.

The pile spirit even smelled the breath of the Yunlan Realm from three thousand years ago.

The Yunlan Realm back then was even more dangerous than it is today, but the righteous path was thriving at that time, and it was by no means the situation it is today. The same situation occurred at that time, and it was not a great hidden danger, but today, a random wind blowing is enough to destroy the righteous path.

If she had hair, she would have turned white.

Yan Ruyu's expression was solemn, and then she returned to normal, and said, "Fortunately, there is still time, and there is still hope for the righteous path." ”

While talking, she was not idle, and one by one the remnants of the monsters were repelled in mid-air.

The master didn't put them away, and they kept attacking the formation of the Shura Palace, but instead of leaving a crack in the formation, they lost their lives.

Hua Wuya was also extraordinarily leisurely, several infant monks ran over to attack him, and he had his own maids to deal with him, he still lay on the yarn cart, and also lit incense on the incense burner, and the fragrance attacked people.

Jingle Bell ......

The soul bell flickered, and souls were sucked from the ground, glowing a strange red glow along its edge.

The red mangs poured all over the ground from the soul bell and flowed into the bodies of several dream tapirs.

The dream, which was already a little tired, became energetic when he arrived.

Hua Wuya snorted coldly, his voice was very soft, as if his fingertips were playing on the pipa strings, and these dream tapirs immediately quieted down, absorbing the red rays as usual, but they didn't dare to make any other moves.

Yan Ruyu saw it clearly, and she was also amazed by this person's deep scheming, "First borrowed the half-finished monsters to purify those souls, and then with the help of my power, the souls were lifted out of the demon objects, and then put them into the soul bell, completely transforming them into the souls needed by the dream tapir......"

Pile Ling smiled, but there was ice in his eyes, and said: "Actually, this person was also a Taoist cultivator back then, but his temperament was lazy and weird, he was born with a backbone, and he seemed to play the world, and then he really became a demon lord." ”

Since Hua Wuya entered the cultivation world, he has never been an unknown person.

He has excellent appearance, and his qualifications are even more outstanding, and he has never forgotten the spiritual method that others take a few years to learn, and he can learn it as long as he has seen it once.

At first, it was not famous, but it was just a lazy word.

One day, he was suddenly not lazy, and he was famous all over the world, but he quickly fell into the devil after that day, and laughed that Dao Xiu was too boring, and he wanted to go to the Demon Gate to visit.

After walking for so many years, he has not returned to the right path, but the Demon Gate is thriving in his hands, and he has won a slight victory in the contest with Dao Xiu.

Back then, there was still a Void Spirit Son who could be suppressed, but the Void Spirit Son, although he was a decent person, was like a distant snow-capped mountain, and he didn't care much about the world. A flea like Hua Wuya didn't enter his eyes at all.

Later, the Void Spirit Son broke through the air, and the Linglong Dao Monarch left behind, in terms of strength, could also deal with Hua Wuyan slightly. Unfortunately, she is deceased again.

Now, in the Yunlan Realm, there are not no people who can resist Hua Wuyan, but they are all hidden clans, and there is no distinction between good and evil. Pile Lingxin is very tired, especially in recent years, there have been endless opportunities, and she feels that she is no longer his opponent.

Fortunately, now there is another Yan Ruyu out of thin air.

Yan Ruyu is a person, she can't see through it, but she firmly believes that she can compete with Hua Wuya, and there is also the mysterious man like a fairy beside her.

Suddenly, her expression froze, and she looked at the reversal of the situation in the air, why the reactions of those monks were slowing down.

"Dream tapir. Yan Ruyu said.

The Pile Spirit glanced at her, and wanted to attack the Dream Tapir.

Suddenly, those dream tapirs suddenly became irritable, and they couldn't even manipulate their aura, and directly cracked the yarn cart where Hua Wuya was still there.

Hua Wuya flew into the air and tried to control the dream tapir, but found it a little difficult.

He squinted his eyes and searched through the crowd, and saw a good-looking man, Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan laughed as if he was curious, not on purpose. I didn't expect the dream tapirs of these horses to be so unbearable, and I didn't even use my strength to break the work. ”

Hua Wuya also knew Mo Yuan, and he also knew a little about his bloodline ability, and he was indeed the natural enemy of the dream tapir.

"It's boring, Benjun is gone. He summoned several maids who had been stabbed red by Dao Xiu and prepared to leave.

The light of the formation flowed, but it was several formations that trapped them.

"Come as you say, leave as you say, when my Shura Hall is your Demon Palace?" Yan Ruyu said.

Hua Wuya turned around, looked at her strangely, and suddenly burst into a smile, and said, "The formation is powerful, but I don't know if I can stop the people in the upper realm?"

As soon as the majestic man behind him appeared, the aura around him seemed to be boiling. He was full of majestic power, and he clenched his fist and blasted towards the formation.