Tang Xian was very curious, but it was a pity that when he used the Invitation God Upper Body, he would lose consciousness as a carrier, and he didn't know who was invited at all.

Then he asked, "You should have seen the whole thing, who did I invite?" ”

Hearing this, Wang Yi, Han Qing, Wan Changsong, and Fan Zongsheng looked at each other, and their expressions were more or less intriguing.

Tang Xian's breath floated, and he said weakly: "I... Who's invited? ”

"I'll do it anyway."

Wang Yi took a breath, pursed his lips and said, "You invited God to come up and invite your master." ”

"Zhou Zhenren ........."

Hearing this, Tang Xian's eyes widened suddenly,

Stampede,

The body staggered back a few steps,

His eyes quickly moistened, his lips opened, his face twitched slightly, and his heart seemed to be choked, and it became extremely difficult to breathe.

Tang Xian looked around left and right, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his expression became extremely complicated, like crying and laughing.

"Liar... Lie......"

"Division... Master? ”

"How so!"

"How can it be Master's ...... who is invited to come up?"

"No kidding,"

"Not at all... It's not funny at all~"

Wang Yi sighed, "It's true, Old Tang, he admitted it himself." ”

Bang bang,

The embroidered spring knife fell to the ground, Wang Yi's words seemed to drain all his strength, and Tang Xian did not stand firm and sat on the ground.

"Not ......"

"It must be wrong, I don't believe it..."

"You lied to me... You're all lying to me..."

Tang Xian held his head and grabbed his hair frantically.

At this moment,

The once high-spirited and thoughtful young man was gone, helpless like a child, as if the faith that supported him collapsed in an instant.

Tang Xian almost collapsed on the spot, shaking his head like crazy, repeating desperately in his mouth.

"Impossible..."

"Absolutely impossible..."

"It can't be Master!"

"Lie to me..."

"It's all fake... It's all fake..."

Tang Xian only felt that the world was spinning, everything was far away from him, and a certain belief that he was proud of was constantly hitting his mind at the moment, making his will depressed and sinking into some dead end.

Can't help yourself!

A circle of red aura began to spread rapidly from his body, and at the same time, the true qi in Tang Xian's body was constantly being lost, and an indescribable momentum was taking the opportunity to drill into Tang Xian's body,

Seeing this scene, Han Qing, Fan Zongsheng, and Wan Changsong's pupils shrank slightly, and they exclaimed in unison: "It's not good, Tang Daoyou is falling into the devil's way!" ”

"His Dao heart is rapidly corrupting, I'm afraid it won't be long before the spiritual platform will be lost and occupied by the demons!"

Fan Zongsheng frowned, "How can his heart be so vulnerable, a word will sink his will." ”

Wang Yi was full of sorrow and retorted: "You won't understand, Old Tang is different from us, he is a half-way cultivator, and in his darkest years, it was Zhou Zhenren who pulled him." ”

"I'll talk about it later, let's find a way to stabilize Tang Daoyou's mind first, we can't watch him go astray!" Quanzhen Sect Wan Changsong greeted him, and immediately set off behind Tang Xian.

Wan Changsong raised his hand to run the true qi in his body, and pressed his palm on Tang Xian's back, and in an instant, the true qi in his body was continuously instilled into Tang Xian's body.

"Don't be stunned, come over and help, I can't control it alone, if Tang Daoyou enters the Demon Dao today, everyone will be to blame!"

"It's coming!"

Whoosh!

Wang Yi, Han Qing, and Fan Zongsheng's bodies moved, and after coming to Tang Xian's side, they each operated the true qi in their bodies, pressing on Tang Xian's body with one hand like the former, and using the orthodox Taoist disciple exercises to guard the spiritual platform for Tang Xian.

In this way, Wan Changsong pressed his back, Fan Zongsheng pressed his left arm, Han Qing pressed his right arm, and Wang Yi pressed the middle acupoint (between the chest).

The four of them sat cross-legged, and the true qi in their bodies surged, constantly entering Tang Xian's body.

Pity.........

Even so, it only slowed down the time for Tang Xian to fall into the demon path a little, and the effect was minimal.

Because Tang Xian's body instinctively resisted foreign true qi, the true qi of several of them could only penetrate through the skin at most, and it was difficult to penetrate deeply.

Quanzhen Sect Wan Changsong's brows furrowed slightly, "It's not good, Tang Daoyou's body instinctively rejects the true qi of a few of us, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't take half a pillar of incense to ......."

He didn't say much about the rest of the words, but everyone understood the meaning.

"Pure Yang Gong!" Wang Yi reminded: "Lao Tang's major exercise is pure yang gong, after the ball, the last epiphany of the dog's day, the exercise is even better, I almost forgot it." ”

Fan Zongsheng asked: "Is it the pure yang gong that is known as the first domineering internal strength of Taoism?" ”

Right!

As soon as these words came out, several people leaned in their hearts at the same time.

After cultivating Pure Yang Gong, the true qi in the body will be extremely pure, and while the pure and domineering true qi brings benefits, there is also an obvious drawback.

Keep all breath out.

Tang Xian not only crushed the four people in terms of technique, but also in the realm, which also led to the fact that they couldn't do anything if they wanted to use their true qi to treat Tang Xian.

At best, it buys a little bit of negligible time.

Han Qing said: "Don't worry about the rest, in short, you must not let go until you have exhausted all your true qi." ”

"Good!"

After finishing speaking, the four of them continued to bury their heads and frantically instill true qi into Tang Xian.

Just passed in a hundred, and in the blink of an eye, it was rejected by ninety-nine points.

As time passed, the red aura on Tang Xian's body expanded rapidly, like a wildfire, and the green tendons on his neck were gradually turning black.

Empty empty !!

Tang Xian's eyebrows were tightly locked, wisps of black gas gathered on the Heavenly Spirit cover, and Yin Tang slowly turned black.

Seeing this, Han Qing and the others hurriedly increased their efforts, as Taoist disciples, they knew better than anyone that this was already the last stage of going mad.

"No, if it goes on like this, it won't take a minute for Old Tang to hold on, I have to wake him up in another way!"

At this moment, Wang Yi was more worried about the other party than anyone else.

"A different approach, a different approach."

"What kind of method do you want to do......"

"Fuck it, don't care!"

Wang Yi, who was in a hurry, suddenly racked his brains, and after thinking hard, he was at a loss.

He stood up and clenched his fist and punched Tang Xian in the face.

"Tang Xian, you step on a horse to sober me up, you are Zhou Zhenren's only apprentice."

"Falling into the devil's way, Zhou Zhenren's face will be lost by you!"

There was a muffled thud,

Tang Xian turned his head sideways, his eyes were blank, and he said hesitantly: "Teacher... Master! ”

In an instant, the diffusion speed of the red aura on his body stopped, and the black aura between his eyebrows quickly dissolved and slowly disappeared.

The situation is improving.

Han Qing, Wan Changsong, and Fan Zongsheng said happily.

"It works!"

"Tang Daoyou's mind is returning!"

"Wang Yi, come again,"

Wang Yi looked down at his fist and said in a daze, "Oh...... Oh! Good! ”

As he spoke, he used his nursing strength to punch Tang Xian in the face again.