Feng Qi quietly touched the ground with the long sword in his hand and ordered the corpses of those demon soldiers to go back. However, the corpses of those demon soldiers could naturally feel the companions who were manipulated by the demonic qi in the rear, and the killing aura was directed at their main general. Although they have turned into corpses, and they can no longer think about why their lord will be with the people in the immortal gate, it is their instinct to be loyal to the lord regardless of life or death.

In front of them, they only listen to the battle order, and will not abandon the general and leave for any reason.

At the end of the song, Ye Chenyang was tired and half dead, but the corpses of the demon soldiers kneeling on the ground did not move at all, but the demon corpses that were blocked behind became more and more impatient, they were controlled by the demonic energy, and they wanted to rush forward and kill them...... The demon will rise.

Feng Qi pondered again and again, and gave Ye Chenyang a wake-up call, "That...... Why don't you try an exorcism? What if it's a demon? ”

But as soon as the words fell, Ye Chenyang's blood-stained hand stopped on the strings, and his face was embarrassed and ashamed...... It seems that I forgot to play any tunes.

Ye Cunxi's eyes widened instantly, and they couldn't help but look at the corpses of the demon soldiers kneeling on the ground, as if they had seen something rare.

Feng Qi was worried, can't you? The piano skills are obviously so exquisite, the Demon Punishment Song is the song of the lonely bamboo that made it famous, and the main force of the gods and demons in the first battle, if you want to say that you can't play, you will definitely be broken by Ye Daiyi when you go back!

"Ahem!" Ye Cunxi hurriedly relieved Ye Chenyang and said, "Senior sister may not know that the Demon Realm was destroyed more than twenty years ago, and now the disciples of the new generation of Guzhu are being taught, and the Demon Sect is ...... It has been classified as a connoisseurship, and there is no requirement to learn to play. ”

Feng Qi was stunned, and the demon world ...... Perished? More than twenty years ago...... And it was destroyed?

No way? Why did the Demon Realm fall? What about it? What about the other generals?

Impossible, there is no reason for the Demon Realm to be destroyed, even if the two worlds of gods and demons join forces with the human world, the Demon Realm ...... I won't lose.

Don't talk about others, looking at the Three Realms and beyond, who can kill the Demon Venerable?

What about the Demon Realm? I once looked at thousands of people in the Demon Dao...... She's the only one left?

What about the crooks? Is she dreaming? Didn't wake up?

And at this moment, the corpses of the demon soldiers who were manipulated by the demon qi in the distance had gradually poured over, although many of the corpses of the demon soldiers knelt on the ground and did not move, but there were still many stitches and needles rushing forward, whose iron shield knocked on whose skull, whose leg bones tripped over whose foot bones...... The scene was very chaotic.

Ye Chenyang plucked the strings again, Ye Cunxi looked at the towering courtyard wall behind him, and just wanted to ask Feng Qi, where is the back door of your house, but unexpectedly saw that Feng Qi held the sword in his left hand and waved it lightly.

It's not a sword move, and it doesn't have much strength, as if it's just inadvertently wielding it at random.

The demon general Feng Qi ordered, kill!

Suddenly, the corpse of the demon soldier kneeling on the ground got up and raised his sword to slash at the demon corpse next to him that was still being manipulated by demonic energy.

Ye Cunxi was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide regardless of his appearance, and watched the demon corpses not far away suddenly kill each other, the knives and bones shattered, and the sound of iron was everywhere, it was really ...... It's so exciting! This is the demon they have never been able to see when they are so old, in their eyes, the demon world is just a story, the demon ...... Just legends.

The broken bones were messed up, the remnants of iron pierced into the wasteland, Feng Qi looked at the corpses of the demon soldiers in front of him killing each other, his heart was dripping blood, what the hell is this Demon Venerable? What about retreating as advancing? What about putting it to death and then being reborn? Lao Tzu cooperated with you for more than 20 years when you died, you give me this...... Dead and clean?!

Now she's back, and the whole demon path ...... She's the only one left, how can this be played?

Outrageous! Where did you die? She had to dig this grave!

At this moment, Feng Qi's ears sounded with that strange laughter again, laughing proudly and sarcastically.

Laugh fart! Someday, you'll have to beat you sassy brutes all over the ground and can't find your teeth, and by then, you won't be able to laugh!

With a broken sound, Ye Chenyang's strings snapped, and the broken strings pierced his palm like sharp arrows, and in an instant, blood flowed like an infusion, staining the snow-white sleeves red.

"Morning Sun!"

Ye Chenyang choked his wrist, shook his head with a little pain on his face, and then looked up at the front, the worry in his eyes was dyed with despair.

It was all thanks to Ye Chenyang's qin sound that he was able to conquer some of the demon soldiers' corpses, although I don't know why they would kill each other, but without the help of the qin sound, it would not be long before the demon corpses controlled by the demon qi would continue to kill.

The sound of the piano has little effect, and the other three holding swords, how much can they resist?

Ye Cunxi looked around, pointed to one place and shouted, "Take advantage of now, find the back door first......"

Suddenly, as if a string sound came from outside the sky, a few sounds seemed to be like chopping gold and jade, with a vast cold pine coldness, the corpses of the demon soldiers that could be seen within a radius of several miles, regardless of whether they were enemies or enemies, were all frozen for a moment.

Ye Cunxi and the others suddenly seemed to be reborn, they all raised their heads, and shouted with ecstasy on their faces: "Xu Shanjun! ”

The master is here, or the elders of the Guzhu family are coming? It should be an elder, after all, that hand is like a divine sound outside the world, as thick as a mountain and ethereal as a cloud, the sound wave can almost be seen to spread to the surroundings, can ignore the control of the demonic energy, and directly deter the corpses of the demon soldiers, this cultivation is this foundation, no forty years old, who can do it? What's more, doesn't it mean that the younger generation of disciples have already made the songs of exorcism and demon punishment for appreciation?

But if it is said that he is forty years old, Feng Qi was familiar with the family tree of the seven great generations of the immortal cultivation world back then, and even the names of babies who were still in swaddling clothes were familiar, Xu Shanjun? Why didn't she remember that Guzhu had such a number one person?

Feng Qi raised his head, only to see a man in white standing in the wind on the high vermilion courtyard wall, a man in white who deceived the frost and snow, half a bundle of black hair was far better than the dark night, the lonely bamboo has never been ugly, the man was naturally handsome and extraordinary, just like the immortal god descended into the world, high and cold, proud of the world, and it can even be said that ...... She had seen so many Guzhu disciples, this one was really the best-looking.

But the problem is that he is too young, and if it weren't for some eternal magic, the man would only be about twenty years old at first glance.

A long piano with red sandalwood was hanging in front of the man, but there was a snow-white sword spike hanging from one end of the piano, obviously there was a sword in the piano, hidden but not hidden.

There is a way for a gentleman to carry a sword and not to hide, it is for the frankness, the two exercises of solitary bamboo, the double cultivation of the piano and sword is rare, and the sword in the piano is the peak.

Feng Qi remembered that when Ye Daiyi was in his prime, at most he could only double cultivate the piano and sword, or the sword was supplemented by the main piano, which was far from reaching the realm of the sword in the piano. After all, the piano is wood, the sword is gold, the five elements of the two are not matched, the wood sound should borrow the gold rhyme, and the golden mangs should borrow the wood spirit, which is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

That one cultivated the sword in the piano at a young age, and his future life is terrifying.

However, the sound of the piano echoed, and tens of thousands of demon corpses broke away from the demonic control, and knelt down again, kneeling hard but kneeling persistently, allowing the Demon Torture Qu to send them back to the burial place, and they also fought hard to the last trace of soul thought.

Joke, the demon will be here, who can give the order on behalf of others? If a song of demon punishment can dispel the demon soldiers, then more than 20 years ago, millions of demon soldiers, wouldn't the lonely bamboo play the first song and win a big victory?

The music of the Demon Punishment Song did not stop, and the corpses of the demon soldiers also stood on their knees, even if the repulsion in the song broke their bones, there was still no corpse that dared to move, and gradually, Ye Cunxi and the others also felt that something was wrong.

Ye Ling hesitated and asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, these demon corpses ...... Was it scared silly or what? Xu Shanjun played the demon with the intention of returning, why didn't they go? Why do you continue to kneel? ”

Ye Cunxi was also confused, "I think there may be something strange about this matter." ”

Feng Qi secretly felt bad, Gu Zhu's Demon Punishment Song was invalid, if this matter was to be investigated, the four disciples of Gu Zhu all knew the roots, and the one at the head of the wall was a rookie from Gu Zhu, and the most suspicious one must be her.

Thinking about it, Feng Qi quietly touched the ground with the long sword in his hand, and ordered again: Listen to the person on the wall.

There was a loud noise, and the corpses of the demon soldiers suddenly brushed up, and without hesitation, they turned their heads and surged backwards like a falling tide, steady and orderly, well-trained, and after a while, the song of the demon was over, and there were only some broken bones and iron left in the courtyard, and there was no movement again.

Ye Cunxi and the others finally breathed a deep sigh of relief, and one by one they lost their strength and staggered, seeing Ye Chonglang flying off the high wall, they hurriedly stood up straight again, and saluted respectfully: "Thank you Xu Shanjun for helping!" ”

Ye Chonglang raised his eyes and bowed, which was considered a salute, and then his eyes turned, and he fell on Feng Qi, first looking at the robe she was wearing, frowning, then looking at her faintly exposed scars, and then frowning, and finally, the gaze was fixed on Feng Qi's left hand holding the sword, and the eyebrows became tighter and tighter.

Feng Qi violently threw the sword in his hand as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and timidly tried to hide behind Ye Cunxi. She doesn't believe it, and anyone else can conclude that she is a demon general Feng Qi just by seeing her left-handed?

Ye Cunxi hurriedly explained: "Xu Shanjun forgive me, this girl was also a protégé of Guzhu, but now she was poisoned by her relatives at home, and her body was bruised, so the disciple gave her a robe to cover it temporarily. The disciple knows that this violates the family motto, and he privately borrows the Xianmen Taoist uniform, and his appearance is not neat, and when he returns to the Xianmen, the disciple will be punished. ”

Ye Chonglang nodded slightly, "Yes." ”

Feng Qi: Cold-blooded!

Ye Chonglang slowly looked around and asked, "Are there still living people in this house?" ”

Ye Cunxi replied: "The ghost king is here, and the entire Su family was killed by the ghost king, turned into a murderous corpse and was beheaded by his disciples and others. Another head of the family was killed by demons, and later the demon corpse broke in, and the ghost king escaped, and now he doesn't know where to go. ”

Ye Chonglang said lightly: "The crime is added to the first degree." ”

"Yes!"

Feng Qi: Ruthless!

After admitting his mistake, Ye Cunxi said again: "Xu Shanjun, the disciple still has one more thing to ask for." This girl is now a broken family, lonely, and was previously a protégé of Guzhu, and was later expelled from the fairy gate for making mistakes. But the disciple thinks that this girl has a righteous heart and a commendable character, can the disciple take her back to the Xianmen first, and ask the head of the family to take it lightly? ”

Ye Chonglang glanced at Feng Qi deeply, and asked as if he was reconfirmed, "She is the only one in the Su family who survived?" ”

"Yes."

"Well, I'll bring them back with you."

Feng Qi: Is "......" cold-blooded and ruthless or intermittent?

But it suddenly dawned on her that her plans had changed.