At the mountain gate of Xianjianmen, a disciple was solemn, sitting cross-legged, as if he had entered a state of enlightenment, with a strong true qi rotation around his body, faintly about to break through from the acquired realm to the innate realm. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not far from him, there was a young man who was also dressed in the standard costume of the Fairy Sword Gate, rolling on the ground with a wooden stick, his eyes were empty, and his mouth let out a moan of "hum chirp".

The person who meditates is Zheng Dongting. And the guy holding the wooden stick is naturally Zhao Dezhu.

It turned out that everything Zhao Dezhu saw just now was a "dream fairyland", and the "fairy" in front of him was just an illusion of nothingness.

It is difficult for people who have not started to contact the way of refining gods to resist the temptation of the "Charm Technique", not to mention that Zhao Dezhu is just a young man with strong blood, and he suddenly fell into endless fantasies and couldn't extricate himself.

Beside him, there were also six uninvited guests who watched everything coldly.

At the head of the group was a young man in a red robe, and a strange evil smile appeared on his handsome face.

And among the five people behind him, there were two beautiful and moving women, one of them, that is, the "fairy" that Zhao Dezhu saw just now.

It was she who used the charm technique to fascinate Zhao Dezhu, and now she is still holding a wooden stick there "Hehe"!

These two stunning and bewitching women are both wearing a black cloak, and under the cloak, there is a thin light pink dress, delicate and transparent, through the thin gauze dress, you can almost see the smooth and delicate body that is as white as jade inside, which makes people can't help but feel excited.

In addition to them, there were three men in black, all with a wicked smile on their faces, and their eyes were aimed at the two bewitching women beside them from time to time, as if they wanted to "eat" them alive at any time.

The six men stood still, clearly waiting for something.

Not far away, Zheng Dongting didn't notice the situation around him at all, and obviously had already entered an ethereal state of concentration.

One of the black-clothed men who had cut off his left palm slowly walked towards Zheng Dongting, stretched out his right palm, and aimed it at Zheng Dongting's Heavenly Spirit Gai, as long as he exerted a little force, Zheng Dongting would be killed with one blow.

At this moment, the red-robed man in the lead glared at the man with broken wrists with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Tian Shuguang, what do you want to do?"

The man called "Tian Shuguang" obviously froze for a moment, quickly withdrew his palm, and said with a wry smile: "Lord, I just want to see if I can plant evil roots for this kid, and transform it to give him more strength." Besides, we can't leave a legacy behind, can we?"

It turned out that this man with a broken wrist, that is, the "famous" flower thief, traveled thousands of miles alone, Tian Shuguang. And the "Lord" in his mouth is naturally the Yan Demon known as the "Lord of the Yan Heaven".

Natian Shuguang was seriously injured since the battle of Scarlet Cloud Mountain, and then he was chased and killed by several young masters of the Phantom Sword Alliance for a while, and finally survived, and finally was discovered by the fire demon, and after some transformation, he was able to cultivate the "Burning Sky Treasure Scroll", which can be regarded as a certain degree of rebirth.

The flame demon snorted lightly and said lightly: "No need, this person's qualifications are too poor, there is no need to waste strength on him, and he has already entered a state of concentration, and he can't hear us at all." ”

A woman in black also sneered when she saw the Yan Demon reprimanding Tian Shuguang: "Tian Shuguang, don't forget, the purpose of our coming here is not to kill these little fish and shrimp, if you kill him, won't it attract the attention of those sanctimonious hypocrites in the Immortal Sword Sect?"

Tian Shuguang wanted to refute a few words, but he also knew that his status in the Yantian Holy Sect was not as good as her, so he had to endure it, and secretly scolded in his heart: "Stinky girl, if it was before, Lao Tzu would have to let you know my methods of nine times in one night!"

Yan Demon raised his eyes and glared at Tian Shuguang again, and said with a cold smile: "Shuguang, don't make a fuss now, when my Yantian Holy Sect completely controls the entire Xuanling Continent sect realm, you can use whoever you want to play tricks!"

"Gollum!" Tian Shuguang suddenly felt a chill down his spine, thinking to himself that the Lord's [Mind Reading Technique] was too powerful, no matter what he was thinking, he knew that he would definitely praise the Lord in his heart in the future, "The mana is boundless, and the longevity is the same as the sky"!

Just as Tian Shuguang was thinking wildly, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the distance, and listening to the voice, it seemed to be two people.

The Flame Demon's divine sense swept away, and a circle of imperceptible mental fluctuations immediately spread out around his body, and the next moment, the Flame Demon smiled faintly: "Well, Mo Zhensheng, that kid has successfully brought Jiang Chen, Huaizhi, it's time for you to use the charm technique to confuse Jiang Chen." ”

"Yes, Lord. One of the women in black nodded, took Tingting's steps, and walked quickly towards the two people in the distance.

It turned out that this woman was the "Qingfeng" among the four beauties who had "encountered" Han Xiao twice, Bai Huaizhi.

The people who came were indeed the two outstanding third-generation disciples of the Xuanbing Palace, Jiang Chen and Mo Zhensheng.

I saw Mo Zhensheng leading the way all the way in front, and rushed towards this side with Jiang Chen.

In the night, Jiang Chen suddenly saw several figures waiting there at the mountain gate of the Immortal Sword Gate, and was about to draw his sword, when suddenly his consciousness was confused, and the surrounding scene was instantly distorted, and in an instant, just like that Zhao Dezhu, he was caught in the charm and came to the so-called "Dream Wonderland".

A beautiful fairy in white walked with broken steps, and Tingting walked towards him, stripping her clothes as she went.

Jiang Chen had a skin-to-skin relationship with Su Jin, the junior sister of Xuanbing Palace, a few years ago, and his concentration was even worse than Zhao Dezhu's, seeing the fairy in white coming over so temptingly, where could he still live on the ground, he immediately pounced like a hungry wolf.

Then, like a male dog in heat, he hugged a stone pillar and "hehe".

Mo Zhensheng glanced at Jiang Chen, sneered, and walked quickly in front of the Yan Demon, saluted respectfully, and said, "Meet Your Excellency!"

The Flame Demon smiled faintly, "Well, you did a good job in this matter. ”

Mo Zhensheng hurriedly patted his ass and said: "It's all taught by Lord Venerable, Lord Venerable, you have great powers and boundless mana......"

It turned out that this Mo Zhensheng had already been planted with evil roots by the Yan Demon and became a lackey under the Yan Demon Seat.

And the Yan Demon came this time precisely to bring Jiang Chen, the son of the head of the dignified Xuanbing Palace, into his disciples and become a disciple of the Yantian Holy Sect!

Lord Yantian raised his hand to stop this sycophant from continuing to slap the horse, and turned back to a few people behind him: "Okay, Tian Shuguang, there is no wind in the night, you two take them, and we will find a remote place to cast spells." ”

With that, the flame demon's figure flashed, and he walked directly and quickly towards the continuous mountain range beyond the mountain gate.

"Yes!"

Tian Shuguang and another man in black responded, one by one, picked up Zhao Dezhu and Jiang Chen, who were lying on the ground softly, and quickly followed the figure of the Yan Demon, and the rest of the people also hurriedly followed, not continuing to stay.

All of a sudden, at the gate of Xianjian Mountain, Zheng Dongting was the only one left, still struggling to guide the surging true qi in his body, but he didn't know that he had already walked on the verge of death.