The mist rises from the water, like a soft veil, without a sound, and it is so quiet that it makes people mad.

Wei Wuji and the others sat or stood, quietly looking at the river. Eight people, including Liuyunzi and Qianfu Venerable, stood behind, also staring at the foggy water.

There was a sound of water, like the sound of a fish jumping out of the water, and a laugh came from the thick fog, the voice of a young woman. ——,The sound of the boat turning over and paddling came, and a small boat that could only carry two people sailed out of the thick fog, and a wonderful figure on the boat, a woman in white, holding a penny, came to the shore.

A chill rushed towards the shore, and the white mist spread, and the ground was stained with a layer of hoarfrost.

"The guest officer who crossed the river, got on the ......boat," the woman in white said a faint voice.

Wei Wuji looked at it, and the outline of the woman in white was blurred, like ethereal smoke and dust. The face is terrifying, just a gloomy mist, without condensing the face, and without facial features.

All the yin things are all over the body, and they are all manifestations of yin and evil qi. Including the small boat under his feet, it is also the condensation and evolution of the yin and evil aura, which looks like a small boat, but is actually a cloud of yin and evil qi, which is an illusion created by the yin thing with the broken thoughts before his death.

In the communication between Wei Wuji and God's obsession, he has seen a more intelligent transformation. The transformation of the yin thing in front of him is not worth it in his eyes.

"After death, the consciousness and mind cannot be transformed into the Tao, and it is shackled by some force. In the infinite years, he became a remnant soul of a yin object without independent consciousness, lingering here all day long, and could not be transformed into a superborn. Wei Wuji said secretly in his heart.

This yin object cannot be counted as a soul cultivator, a soul cultivator is a true cultivator who has his own complete mind and is able to use wisdom and think about deduction. This is not the case with feminine things, and the dimness of the divine consciousness is more like a beast, which can only rely on the instinct of the broken mind to explore and move around.

At this moment, a cold thought swept over Wei Wuji, and the thought contained some kind of temptation. Under this temptation, everyone will see different illusions according to their own thoughts, and if they cannot be firm, they will be deluded.

"The guest officer who crossed the river, got on the boat......"

A sound came from the feminine object, which spread out in a fluttering way, rippling away.

A Xuantian Sect disciple sitting beside him finally couldn't control it anymore and walked forward with a demented expression. The Venerable Master Qianfu came up from behind, grabbed it, and pointed at the disciple. The disciple seemed to be very tired, breathed a sigh of relief, fell to the ground limply, and fainted.

A few more disciples stood up and walked forward stupidly. Looking at their yearning smiles, I didn't know what beautiful things I saw, and walked over without hesitation.

Liu Yunzi and the others stepped forward, shot out from behind, stopped the bewildered disciple, and put him on the ground.

"The guest officer who crossed the river, got on the boat......"

"Guest officer, get on board ......"

"Got on board......"

"Boarding ......"

An ethereal sound came from the thick fog, and a dozen small boats rowed across the water and leaned gently over. On each boat, there was a woman in white, with a fluttering figure, holding a penny, and whispering to the surroundings.

The ground froze into ice, and the gloomy frost spread over the shore. The biting chill froze the moisture, and everyone sitting in front of them was stained with a layer of frost, and their beards were all white, forming particles of ice slag.

The power of the temptation of the remnant soul of the Yin Thing suddenly multiplied, and the disciples of the Xuantian Sect were unable to resist the temptation, and walked towards the Yin Thing one by one. Fortunately, there were Liuyunzi and others behind him who made a move, and when they saw the disciple moving forward, they immediately stopped it, put it on the ground, and then sent it to a distant place behind.

There were fewer and fewer disciples of Xuantian Sect on the scene, and in the end, there was not a single person left, and none of them could resist the temptation of the Yin Thing.

The only people sitting in the middle of the field were Wei Wuji, Tong Ling, You Qianfeng, the two servants of the Northern Clan, and the two male and female disciples of the thin scribe of Liuyun City. None of them used the rune blessing to protect them, nor did they use all their strength to resist it. Running the exercises at full strength will attract the attack and killing of the Yin Matter, so everyone only uses thirty percent of their strength to resist the erosion of the Yin Matter.

Time passed little by little, and more and more femininities came around, and the number was hundreds. The sound of temptation converged into a wave of sound, which came and went, and never stopped.

The gloomy icy air spread over, sweeping all around, and snowflakes floated in a radius of dozens of zhang, like a world of ice and snow.

The first to be unable to hold out were the two disciples of the thin scribe.

The female disciple drove the exercises, and finally exceeded the limit, and was noticed by the Yin Object, and the Yin Thing instantly transformed into a white Yin Evil Breath, and rushed towards the female disciple.

The female disciple suddenly erupted, the true qi flowed, and it swept away, blocking the attack of the Yin Object, boom! The void air flow was disordered, the snowflakes danced wildly, and the two momentum collided together.

The attack and killing alarmed the other yin creatures, and several white yin aura rushed towards the female disciple.

The female disciple did not fight, and her figure drifted backwards. The yin thing rushed out more than ten zhang, and then stopped moving forward, retreated back to the water, evolved into a small boat woman, and continued to tempt around.

Then the male disciple also felt that he couldn't hold on, and the breath of the exercise disturbed the yin object. In the face of the Yin Thing's attack, he did not make a move, but retreated directly backwards to a safe position.

After another half an hour, You Qianfeng finally couldn't resist it, and the exercises he drove alarmed the Yin Matter. He sighed, unwilling, but had to get up and retreat backwards.

Only Wei Wuji and Tong Ling were left at the scene, as well as two servants of the Northern Clan. A total of four people sat upright on the ground, allowing the snowflakes to fall and stick to their bodies, turning into four snowmen.

Liuyunzi, Qianfu Venerable and the others all stood twenty zhang away, looking at the four of them from a distance.

"Among these four people, I don't know who can hold out to the end?" the middle-aged strong man touched his beard under his chin and said softly.

"This seat is optimistic about the female doll, the artistic conception of water, and the resistance to the cold is also deeper. The exercises of the water attribute are calm and can resist temptation more. The woman from Qianxue Valley said softly.

"When it comes to the defense of the exercises, who can compare to the artistic conception of the earth? If you look down on two servants, the defense of the earth can last longer. After speaking, the thin scribe of Liuyun City looked at the old man of the Northern Clan.

"Hehe, the old man thinks that my two servants will be the first to retreat. The person who can persevere to the end should be Wei Wuji. The old man of the Northern tribe said with a smile.

The old man also believes that it is Wei Wuji who can hold on to the end. The Master of Thousand Fu interjected quietly beside him.

The others were stunned when they heard this, but they didn't expect that the Venerable Thousand Fu was also optimistic about Wei Wuji. None of them answered, but they all looked ahead.

At this time, one of the Northern servants seemed to be unable to hold on, stood up on his own, and walked backwards. After a while, another servant also left the river and retreated.

Wei Wuji and Tong Ling were left at the scene, still sitting in the snow.