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Bai Yun chuckled at the corner of his mouth, his body did not move, and his eyes did not change. The silver-haired man stood behind him, and with a slight wave of his hand, all momentum immediately vanished.

"It's okay to give big gifts, but you and I can get gifts!" The silversilk man laughed.

"Deal." Bai Yun said indifferently.

The silver silk man smiled even deeper, like the silver silk of white silk fluttering in the wind. Suddenly, the corners of his smiling eyes condensed into cold ice that had not melted for thousands of years, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, spitting out the cold four words, "The demons are dancing!" ”

As soon as the words came out, Yan Zhangfeng's face immediately changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "Why do you understand ......", halfway through the words, he seemed to sense something, and he swallowed back the words that followed.

At the same time, the cultivators of the Immortal Cultivation Realm immediately felt the changes in the spiritual power in the void, and subtle but violent fluctuations surrounded everyone, and the sense of ominousness immediately enveloped them, causing a cloud of irritability in their hearts.

Annoyance, for those of them who have been cultivating for a long time, is a feeling that they have not felt for a long time.

At this moment, in the third layer of mist, dozens of powerful auras were approaching, and this aura was none other than the cultivator of the Demon Sect.

The clear sound of the piano suddenly sounded, and on the side of the immortal cultivation realm, a correction closed his eyes and stroked the piano, and on the strings of the slender fingers jumping, the fresh notes immediately spilled into everyone's hearts, and most of the annoyance disappeared immediately.

This person is dressed in a moon-white robe, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his head is meticulously tied with green silk, decorated with a wooden hairpin, and his clothes are simple, as if he can see through them at a glance. This person is Ye Songqing, the owner of Miaoyin Fang.

As soon as the sound of the piano sounded, Bai Yun's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and when he looked at the source of the piano sound, Duan Xianmu had already been listed on Ye Songqing's side, a posture to escort him.

Bai Yun smiled slightly, if he was just a harmless young man, he stared at Duan Xianmu, "If the song "Meditation" is useful, my sister has already lost her own demonic thoughts, and she still needs to listen to him play?" He turned to look at Zheng Guan, his gaze softened, "Now, how can she return to the Immortal Realm?" She once said that she lived for me, and the Demon Sect was the only place for her. ”

As he spoke, more than a dozen monks of the Demon Sect had already emerged from the third layer of mist, standing behind the Silver Silk Man, as if they were ready to be on standby.

Under the song of "Meditation", although everyone in the immortal cultivation world felt that the irritability had faded a little, but after a while, it made a comeback, and something seemed to be breeding in their hearts, and it quickly broke through the ground, turned into a trace of black gas, and came out of the body.

As soon as the black gas came out of the body, the mist on the four sides of the floating island roared from afar, firmly surrounding the black gas, but between the lightning and flint, before everyone in the immortal cultivation world could fully react, they saw that the black gas and the mist in front of them were constantly wriggling, and they were slowly rising.

Some of the monks couldn't hold it back, and they had already taken action to destroy the black qi, but when they saw a monk palming down, the black qi turned into two pieces, and then merged into one.

The smile crept back into the corner of the silver man's eyes, "You and others claim to be famous and decent, how can you also look at the evil thoughts in your heart." ”

As he spoke, the black qi had already turned into a human form, and he was the same as the monks, but he had no eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

As soon as the black qi took shape, it began to attack its master on its own. All the monks resisted one after another, but although the black qi was scattered, it condensed back to its original form in an instant.

If you think about it, evil thoughts are part of human nature, and they are stimulated and grown, and they are also a part of themselves, and they are damaged by themselves, and this thought restricts the behavior of the monks.

All the cultivators in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, except for Yan Zhangfeng, Duan Xianmu, Ye Songqing, Duan Gan Shenfeng, Qingxiang, Qingxiang and another female cultivator, were all entangled by the black qi they generated, that is, their own demonic thoughts.

This female cultivator is the leader of the Danqing Sect, Baili Juan, she looks like she is in her twenties, her appearance is medium, but she has a scholarly color, her posture is like a ceremony, and her description is graceful.

"Meditation" is not finished, Ye Songqing actually withdrew one hand, only played the piano with his left hand, flicked his fingers like the wind, the tune did not fall a beat, his right hand took out another piano from the storage bag, and immediately played another song with another hand, this song is also heard by everyone in the immortal world, it is "Like a knife".

As soon as the sound of "Like a Knife" sounded, I smelled the murderous aura of Jin Ge Iron Horse. Ye Songqing's left "Meditation", right "Like a Knife", but the left and right are correct, dwarfed by each other, "Meditation" is the main meditation, "Like a Knife" is the main killing, but each has its own purpose.

Under the continuous "Meditation", the function of its main meditation was truly revealed, and the discomfort and agitation in the hearts of the cultivators immediately dissipated most of it, and at the same time, under the killing of "Like a Knife", the movements of the human form transformed by the black qi actually lagged behind.

At this moment, a big hao suddenly appeared in the hand of Baili Juan, she drew in the void, the spiritual power gathered at the tip of the pen, and a peculiar symbol was immediately formed, rushing to the nearby black humanoids, and under a rush, most of those black humanoids dissipated, leaving only a trace of primitive black gas, that is, the evil thoughts of the monks, and then re-entered the bodies of the monks.

After a few times, the side of the Immortal Cultivation Realm finally escaped this crisis.

It's just that in this process, the side of the Demon Sect has never interfered, as if it is happy to see it.

What Ye Songqing and Baili Juan did just now had exhausted most of their energy and spiritual power. The silver silk man looked at them with admiration and a smile, "Only by being able to resist such immortal techniques as the demons dancing with one's own mind can one be called truly famous and decent." ”

When Yan Zhangfeng heard this, his face changed greatly.

Yinsi cast his eyes on Yan Zhangfeng, "Yan Zhangfeng, it's not that you, your cultivation in the god transformation period, my immortal skills can't deal with you." ”

Immortals!

Ren is a foolish person, and when he hears the silver silk man say "immortal art" twice, he will also notice this word.

Immortal magic is the magic of immortals!

Thinking back to Yan Zhangfeng's attitude, the monks seemed to understand that Yan Zhangfeng or Chaoyun Sect must have understood some secrets of the immortal cultivation world, which were related to immortal arts and immortals.

At this moment, the eyes of all the monks pointed to Yan Zhangfeng.

Yan Zhangfeng groaned slightly, frowned slightly, and said loudly, "Who would believe such provocations?" ”

The silver silk man only smiled, did not say a word, and could not see a flaw.

Silence descends.

The monks in the immortal cultivation world have their own thoughts.

With a loud bang, Xi Hongmian and Sun Anniang smashed down from the void respectively, and the boulder surface instantly sunken, Sun Anniang took the lead in getting up, with a touch of disdain at the corner of her mouth, but she was holding a divine spear, her posture was upright, and she was fearless.

Xi Hongmian's eyes had an indissoluble hatred, and the war did not subside in her eyes, she trembled and got up, and was about to rush up to fight again.

"Enough!" A cold voice floated faintly, immediately extinguishing the anger burning in her eyes, she looked at the white clouds that made a sound, and without saying a word, she turned away and disappeared into the third layer of mist. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )