"As for you waiting." Plague Youxuan glanced at these monks of his faction, "Punishment! ”

As soon as the words fell, the strange laughter was like the long cry of an old ape, and like a ghost and a wild ghost, whining and wailing, from all directions, through the hall, this group of monks had five desires from the heart, unable to control themselves, giving birth to anger, gushing out from the seven orifices, and turning into a demon, and the flesh and blood essence of the whole body was swallowed clean in the cruel laughter.

"It's not good, it's the Five Desires Demon Array in this mountain. Dear friends, and take care of your mind. "There is Fang Jing, a monk of the Flower School, with a long sword in white clothes, so he is not chic, but at this moment, he also tacitly uses a deep magic trick to resist the demon of the five desires, and when he saw the monk next to him, he panicked, and his heart moved, and he opened his mouth to remind.

The monks next to him, all sects and factions, scattered cultivators, poor temperament, when the advantage is superior, the group attacks it, once defeated, turn into the wind. This sudden change was originally intended to slip away as soon as possible, but this magic array has been opened, how can it be so easy to escape. The rest of the people were reminded by the monks of the Flower Sect, and they saw that the example was not far away, and they first kept their minds, and suppressed the five desires of wealth, sex, fame, food, and sleep in the body.

But just calm the heart, the liver desires sour, the heart desires bitterness, the spleen desires sweetness, the lungs desire pungency, the kidneys desire saltiness, the five flavors and five desires, the monk is also a mortal fetus with the naked eye before he arrives at the Yuan Shen, all kinds of surges, the mind is confused, and a large number of people are swallowed by the devil.

For a while, flesh and blood were flying, and the tragic voices were endless. And the Flower Sect is a big demon sect after all, its magic trick should not be underestimated, Fang Jing, the demon of the five desires, is temporarily suppressed, he sees that the surrounding situation is not good, he wants to escape as soon as possible, and if it is too late, he will have to be buried here.

Gritting his teeth in his heart, he saw that there were still a few struggling monks in front of him, and recited softly: "The willows on the river are like smoke, and the geese fly in the waning moon. "It's poetic.

It was originally a useless poem, but when it was read out of Fang Jing's mouth, there were different changes.

The willows on the river are like smoke, a hook of the waning moon in the high sky, and a line of geese, which appear high and clear, just like the current Fang Jing, who wants to fly out of this place with the light, saying that there is a appearance but there is no trace, hidden in the sun and the moon.

This is the poetry of the Flower School, with poetry to praise love, with love to lead the soul, where the spirit goes, there is everything, he thought of it, almost instantaneously flew out, especially at this moment of chaos, difficult to be noticed, Fang Jing felt that it was foolproof.

"I didn't think that Plague Youxuan was safe and sound, and she had to report to the master as soon as possible, it seems that this matter is difficult to achieve." He sighed slightly in his heart, the master has always regarded the Great Demon Gate as a great enemy, but the Great Demon Gate is the inheritance of the Yuan Shen, and it occupies the seventeenth layer of the Qi Realm, high above, if it is a hard fight, it is like an egg hitting a stone, the egg is broken and the person is destroyed, he can only compromise everywhere, make friends with the Great Demon Gate on the bright side, and secretly try his best to subvert the Great Demon Gate.

This time, I thought that Plague Youxuan was deep in the yin soil and would definitely die, but this Tu Jingwu had a close relationship with this sect, and it was a chess piece that fell early, which helped him achieve a great position, and then seriously injured his senior sister.

After obtaining the Book of Heaven, the wood has already become a boat, even if the big disciple of Plague Youxuan comes back, it will not be a climate. With him lurking inside, echoing inside and out, after a year of Golden Wheel Sword Fighting, there will be a chance to defeat the Great Demon Gate, and the treasure scriptures, magic weapons, elixirs, and monks in the Great Demon Gate will be in the bag.

It's a pity that everything has failed......

This kind of sigh is helpless and difficult to be humane with others, such as people drinking water, knowing their own warmth and coldness, even if he is unwilling, even if he is quiet, it is good to be able to survive with his cultivation. No matter how many ideas he has, it can only be a fool's dream, and it is useless, and he is also the master who can let go, so he only needs to return to the mountain gate to make plans.

But suddenly he was shocked, his spiritual sense warned, there was a great calamity, and before he could think about it, the five aggregates were on fire, and he used the mana in his body to make firewood, and the more he burned, the more he burned, the more he didn't struggle, only he heard the crackling and burning sound, and the body and the true spirit were burned into a pile of charcoal, falling from the sky and scattering ashes.

"It's horrible." Yan Pengcheng gasped, the horror in his heart could not be dispersed for a long time, looking at the hidden monk, the escape method was wonderful, there was no trace under the sun and the moon, Yan Pengcheng's clairvoyance did not detect half a point, and he could not sense where he was.

But this wonderful escape method, under the great array of plague Youxuan guarding the mountain, has nothing to hide, and is directly killed.

After the scene was cleared, these attacking monks were all burned to ashes, and the rest of the seriously injured disciples and maidservants also supported each other one after another, receiving pills to heal their wounds, and for a while, the top of this mountain was more chaotic and busier than before.

Yan Pengcheng had the heart to help, but found that although it was busy here, it was busy and orderly, everyone had their own duties, and Yan Pengcheng couldn't plug in at all for a while, so he could only stand next to him, boring to pass the time, and at the same time optimistic about Qian Minyao.

Suddenly, Yan Pengcheng let out a light 'huh', and saw a strange light flickering in the pile of ashes, he first looked around and found that only Qian Minyao noticed.

Qian Minyao saw Yan Pengcheng looking at herself, and said with slight disgust: "The left way of the side door is really the left way of the side door, if you want to take it, you can take it, and be a thief!" Killing people and looting treasures has always been your usual method. After saying that, he turned his head to look to the side.

Yan Pengcheng really smiled, and didn't care what she said, strolling away, blowing lightly, a long white gas shot straight out of his mouth, like an arrow that suddenly shot out, blowing away the pile of ashes, revealing the objects underneath.

It is a white sheet with a slight purple glow.

Yan Pengcheng didn't know what this was, but his spiritual sense swept here before and found that there was an abnormality, so he noticed this. These attacking monks, no matter what their temperament is, but since they dare to attack the Great Demon Gate, they naturally have certain means, and they don't know what kind of magic weapon they are, Yan Pengcheng put them in the treasure bag and stored them first.

"Yan Pengcheng." As soon as he put it in, he heard Plague Youxuan calling him.

She instructed the maidservant beside her, "Galo, you take him to find a cave to live in first, and then he will live and live by you." After the order, she grabbed Qian Minyao, which made her so unhappy, but she was afraid of Plague Youxuan, so she could only promise not to resist. Plague Youxuan flew straight into a palace with her and disappeared, without saying anything to Yan Pengcheng.

Yan Pengcheng looked at the direction she was going, remembered what Tu Jingwu said before, and knew that she was going to see the harem beauty, Yan Pengcheng was not in a hurry, so he looked at the person next to him.

The maid known as Jia Luo is a beauty in a rhubarb palace skirt, with her chin and low eyebrows, Yan Pengcheng smelled a faint body fragrance, saying that it was body fragrance, and it was like a flower fragrance.

Yan Pengcheng said with a smile: "From then on, there will be Sister Lao." ”

Two dimples appeared on the face of Jia Luo's shallow goose egg, and he pursed his lips and smiled: "The return of the demon lord is a great joy, since the younger brother is the person brought by the demon lord, and the demon lord has instructed the slave maid to serve the younger brother's daily life, so what is there to work and not to work." ”

"Please come with the slave."

She had a red thread wrapped around her waist, shining brightly, and there was a lotus pond not far away, and the clear water in the lotus pond split into a stream of water, surging on the flat ground, and Jia Luo motioned for Yan Pengcheng to step on.