The disciple of the Wuwei Sect said with a solemn expression.

Soul Eater was stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief, grinned, and said: "Master is determined, I just stare at you, as long as there is no problem with this soap carving flag, nothing happens!"

The disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy gave permission, said no more, and sat cross-legged by the soap carving flag again, and carefully refined the elixirs that had been swallowed in his stomach just now to recover mana.

Although the Soul Eater is not as good as Tietou, Xiaoqing, or even Ling'er when facing the enemy, his natural powers are extremely strong, and he can suppress all the evil spirits in the world, and he has never encountered a catastrophe when his divine powers soar all the way, and there is no inner demon presented, because of this, the disciple of Wuwei Sect Academy specially brought him out this time.

A clear carving sound sounded, and the Tiangang evil qi spewed out of the silk carving flag was also a little thicker, and the light mask composed of Tiangang evil qi was also a little thicker.

Around the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, a protective light shield that seemed to be the color of glass appeared again.

Soul Eater looked left and right, acknowledging that the shield was satisfied and strong, and his heart was a little more stable, and he sat down cross-legged opposite the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy, staring at the face of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect without blinking.

A little bit of the past, there is no trace of weakening of the surrounding absolute yang, and the same sound of the piano is not lost, sometimes sad and sad, sometimes loud and agitated, sometimes like crying and complaining, changeable.

Soul Eater listened carefully, but he couldn't notice where the sound of the piano came from, he rolled his eyes, but he didn't care, whether he was in the tribulation, coupled with the suppression of talent, the sound of the piano had no effect on his mood.

The mana in the body of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect slowly soared, but his mind was not as stable as that of Soul Devouring.

After just a pillar of incense, the little man in the sea of divine consciousness was already with his head lowered, his eyes were blurred, as if he was asleep, and there was no Sanskrit sound in the hearts of the disciples of Wuwei Sect, and the impressions of the scenes were floating and sinking in his mind again.

This time, the picture in my mind is no longer limited to hatred, but there are many scenes of resentment and hatred, fierce battles for survival, and survival in defeat again and again.

Under the city of Longyang, the iron cavalry of the Di tribe who invaded Zhongzhou were ambushed and killed......

The ghost gate of the hidden capital is closed, and a group of monks of the Hades Palace bow down to their subordinates!

In the cold underworld, the army of the Shura tribe was defeated like a mountain......

In the Sunset Mountain Range, millions of monks in the Southern Heavenly Immortal Palace exploded and died in a long roar......

Dragon Nine Heavens, Swallowing Heaven Ancestor, Heaven Crying, Blood, Silence, Covering the Sky...... The memories of the bitter battles are still fresh, as if they were starting all over again, and every time they are full of dangers, they are about to sink the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, and when they are about to be killed by the other party, the disciples of the Wuwei Sect are woken up again and again.

There were a few times during this, but it was the Soul Devouring that saw that the faces of the disciples of the Wuwei Gate were not right, and they woke up the disciples of the Wuwei Gate in time.

The hearts are connected, and under the concentration of concentration, the soul devouring can also detect the abnormality of the soul of the disciples of the Wuwei Gate in time.

And in the process of refreshing enmity, the disciples of Wuwei Sect have become like murderous demon kings every time, indulging their moods at will, only waking up in horror when the corpses are all over the field in front of them, and a few times, the same is the soul devouring that wakes him up from the crisis in time.

It was only an hour or so that the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy had already lived several lives in the illusion of the demons in their hearts.

Finally, these fights and hatreds are no longer presented in the illusion of inner demons, but are followed by all kinds of worries and some temptations that are difficult to refuse.

The realm collapsed, and all living beings fell into chaos again......

Jiuyang Fengque presented an accident, a large number of strong people who couldn't see their faces clearly, and Allure, Xuanyuan Jing, Tietou, and Xiaoqing fell in the hard battle......

Da Niu, Xiao Juan, Xu Zhenren and other relatives inexplicably encountered various disasters......

The human world of Shenzhou was swallowed up by the ocean......

It's just a matter of being afraid!

In the midst of these worries, however, all kinds of temptations that cannot be obtained in the past have become reality.

Parents, Ebony Daoren and other relatives are reincarnated, and live quietly and happily: Tie Xintang and the disciples of Li'an Dewuwei Gate have been resurrected one after another, accompanied by beauty, and enjoy the blessings of all people: with the power of one self, calm the fairyland, determine the world, and become the supreme of the world!

However, this kind of mental demonic illusion did not make the disciples of Wuwei Sect Courtyard sink too much, and they simply woke up on their own after an instant, without the need for soul devouring to help.

More than half an hour passed again, and the mana in the body of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy had recovered to about the end of the day, and his mind had gradually calmed down, and the number of times the mental magic illusion appeared in his mind became less and less.

Finally, the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy slowly opened their eyes, and a pair of pupils were as clear as water.

Listening to how this soul-hooking demon voice changed, he didn't care anymore.

And he trusted, having experienced the baptism of this demon calamity, many hatreds, resentments, and some vain thoughts hidden in the depths of his heart were like impurities that had been expelled from the body, and would never come back.

"Thank you!"

The disciple of the Wuwei Sect suddenly smiled quietly and bowed to the Soul Devourer.

Soul Eater touched his scalp in a daze, and then grinned.

In an instant, there was a sigh of relief in their hearts.

"Okay, you go to the soap carving flag to rest first, I want to see if the power of chaos can subdue this Absolute Yang True Evil!"

The disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy looked left and right, and shouted at the Soul Devourer.

"Well, you have to be careful!"

Soul Eater clicked for permission, stood up, and his figure flickered, turning into a black light and disappearing into the soap carving flag.

After a while, the sea of gray fog that stretched for thousands of miles suddenly churned violently.

In the nearly two hours that the Absolute Yang True Evil was presented, seeing that the area of this gray sea of fog was getting bigger and bigger, and then feeling the cold smell and strange suction from the sea of fog, the Northern Heavenly Residences such as Doumu Jiqi and Niu Dingtian, as well as Ziyang Zhenren, Yuchen Xianjun and others all withdrew backwards for a period of time, and quietly investigated the dynamics of this gray sea of fog with different expressions.

It's a pity that their divine consciousness is greatly hindered in this sea of fog, and they can't detect any movement of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect, and this soul-hooking demon sound only exerts an effect on the disciples of the Wuwei Sect and the soul devouring in the demonic fog, and their hearts and minds can't have much impact.

And this Absolute Yang True Evil, even the Ziyang True People and the Yuchen Immortal Monarch don't know its true appearance, but they can only find that this is a kind of evil fog that is extremely powerful and can affect the divine consciousness and mood.

At this moment, seeing this demonic mist churning violently, Yuchen Immortal Jun had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he pondered for a moment, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Ziyang's real person location in the distance, and said: "Brother Ziyang, Wang Chongmingyang's Lotte Qi Realm seems to be a little bad, do you and I help each other?"

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"Brother Yuchen is not reckless, I am afraid that the evil fog in this sea of fog is not small, you and I intervene rashly, it is very likely that the heavenly tribulation will change, besides, Wang Chongmingyang Lotte Qi Realm is automatic this time, how can there be no countermeasures?"

Ziyang Zhenren hesitated for a moment, and said in the same voice.

He knew that the golden belt blue lotus given by the Lingbao Tianzun in the hands of the disciples of the Wuwei Gate Academy could resist the calamity of the heart demons, but the sea of fog in front of him that could obstruct the investigation of the divine sense was beyond his expectations, which made him feel a little worried casually, the calamity of the heart demons was pervasive, and if one was not careful, the soul might not possess the body, even if the disciples of the Wuwei Gate Academy had the treasure of the talisman, it was not necessarily foolproof.

"Brother Ziyang is too worried, contemptible people naturally will not step into this mist, but I have a treasure that can partially suppress this soul-hooking magic sound, maybe I can help Wang Chongmingyang Lotte Qi Realm a little!"

Yuchen Immortal Jun said again, and before Ziyang Zhenren could say more, the brilliance in his hand flashed, and an extra white jade flute with shining spiritual light quietly came to his mouth.

A beautiful flute sound sounded immediately, and when I heard this flute sound, after the death of Yuchen Xianjun, Jiaomu Jiao, Kang Jinlong, Di Tu Raccoon Dog and other Dongtian Su, their expressions were refreshed, and the feeling of depression in their hearts instantly disappeared.

In the distance, Jing Mu Qian, Ghost Golden Sheep and others beside Ziyang Zhenren, as well as Doumu Hedgehog, Niu Dingtian and others, who were closest to the disciples of Wuwei Sect, were all relieved.

Hearing this flute sound, Ziyang Zhenren couldn't help frowning quietly, hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't say anything.

This flute sound can wake up the mind, and it is indeed not small to resist the soul hooking demon sound, at this moment. It seems that it is best to use this method to assist the disciples of the Wuwei Sect to survive the calamity of the demons.

Being in the Sea of Stars, of course, you can investigate the stability of the interface in the fairyland, the heavenly realm, and so on. However, it is impossible to detect the power changes that are taking place between the major forces in the fairy realm, and the stars and seas are beyond the existence of the realm. No one dares to go to the Sea of Stars to make trouble, and the Sea of Stars has always been at ease, and naturally they will not pay too much attention to the disputes between the major forces of the Wonderland, because of this, Ziyang Zhenren and the others do not know that there is hatred between the disciples of the Wuwei Sect and Yuchen.

In the middle of the sea of fog, hearing this flute sound, the disciples of Wuwei Sect Academy were stunned at first, and then they frowned, and a little worry was inexplicably born in their hearts. His divine consciousness was blocked by the Absolute Yang True Evil, and he couldn't tell who was "helping" him.

At this moment, he no longer needed the sound of the flute to wake up, and the rash presentation of this flute sound, if it caused a catastrophe, would be doing it a disservice.

After pondering for a moment, he said to himself: "No matter how much it is, it is urgent to repel this Absolute Yang True Evil!"

The heart moves at will, and the power of divine consciousness is slowly released. The ten fingers of both hands flew like flying, and they struck out one magic battle after another into the void of Zhou.

Without distractions, the soul hooking demon sound and flute sound are simply ignored.

In a short time, a whirlpool with a diameter of 10,000 feet appeared above the heads of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy. Although the speed of the whirlpool was not fast, the suction force exuded during it was a little stronger than the suction contained in the sea of fog, and the gray mist around the whirlpool was sucked into the whirlpool.