Xiahou Ying's figure left.

The snow is scattered in the sky, dancing in the air.

Yang Feng sat in the snow like this.

In front of him was the Spirit Sword.

After the broken sword left his hand, the fierce aura erupted!

Flying snow swept through the air.

On the body of the Spirit Sword, the shocking cracks became even more hideous in this scene.

At this time, Yang Feng's appearance also changed greatly.

The hideous demon mask covered his face, and the crown of his hair was tied high and draped over his shoulders.

The horns on his forehead emitted a faint black aura.

The hot steam on his body, the snowflakes flying all over the sky, the moment they fall on him, will melt immediately.

"Grudge! I didn't expect this kid to accumulate grudges in his heart?! ”

The ancient demons that existed in Yang Feng's sea of knowledge, sensing Yang Feng's current physical condition, couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

What is a grudge? It is the resentment that the demon accumulates in his heart, which is why the demon is called the ultimate reason for the demon.

Demonic resentment is evil, but it is also power, which can be generated by any demonic cultivator, but most demonic cultivators cannot control or dispel the demonic resentment in their hearts.

After years of accumulation in the heart, the mind will be controlled and driven by this demonic grudge, so that it will lose itself and completely become a murderer.

This is also why immortal cultivators are so vicious to demon cultivators and demons.

Demon cultivation is the Great Xia Star, a unique force, they are successful in cultivation, and after the success of the tribulation, they can become demons.

For immortal cultivators, the ultimate goal pursued is to become immortals, while for demon cultivators, the ultimate goal of cultivation is to become demons.

There is a difference between immortals and demons, and this is why the power of cultivating immortals and cultivating demons was born.

And Yang sealed the mask of the ancient demon, and after completely fusing the fierce aura on the mask, he was also a demon cultivator.

It's just that there was no discomfort at first, and as time went by, recently, he would feel irritable inexplicably, and even had a fantasy of wanting to turn into a demon.

Fortunately, Yang Feng is determined and can restrain his inner **.

After coming to this Sixue Peak, he suddenly felt that the ** of this demon in his heart seemed to have been melted by ice and snow.

So after Xiahou Ying left, Yang Feng released his demon-turning side.

The hideous demon mask, a pair of broken horns, and a scattered white hair reveal a bit of the king's arrogance and domineering.

This is the peak of Sixue Peak, with a radius of ten miles, heavy snow is flying, and the biting cold wind is howling.

Yang Fengpan's figure sitting in the snow was slightly lonely and gloomy.

"Is this strange power that the demons have accumulated in my heart the grudge in your mouth?"

Yang Feng's voice suddenly sounded in Zhihai.

"Hey! Do you think that the devil's path is not difficult? Murderous demons and murderous demons, those are just immortal cultivators, who don't understand anything, and label demons.

Cultivating demons is much better than cultivating immortals, immortals need spiritual roots, understanding, and demons also need it, but more often than not, demons are able to restrain or release this demon resentment in their hearts.

Demonic resentment is born in the heart of a demon cultivator, and it can help a demon to cultivate, and vice versa, it can also destroy a demon. ”

The Ancient Demon explained to Yang Feng in detail the origin of this demonic grudge.

At this time, Yang Feng's inner grudge was released, and the fierce aura in his body actually condensed into a black bead.

It's just a rough embryo, and the fierce aura of a body is all contained in it.

Knowing the ancient demons in the sea, he felt Yang Feng's suddenly restrained ferocious aura, and he only felt that he was embarrassed, and at the same time, a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

A ridiculous idea was born in my head.

The grudge in his heart was released, and Yang Feng immediately restored his original figure, but Si Xuefeng was still within the jurisdiction of Zhuxian University, although it was inaccessible, it was better to be cautious in everything.

The snow scene is really beautiful, like a delicate woman waiting to be released, and it is like a high-flying Nine Heavens Xuannu overlooking the world.

Gradually, Yang Feng's vision blurred, Yang Feng didn't know why this snow scene could dissipate the resentment in his heart, and he didn't know why this place was called Sixue Peak.

Snow, no matter how pure, cannot cover the sins of human nature.

Under the snow, it is an ancient and unique love affair.

The demons you think are heinous and heinous.

The immortals you think are saving all the people, accumulating virtue and doing good.

But one day, immortals and demons fall in love, you can allow, you can allow?

Yang Feng in the snow, his vision was confused.

A monk who is close to an immortal, a seat in white clothes is better than snow, three thousand green silk are waist-high, and the sky blue gauze skirt can't cover her jade body.

A demonic monk, a dark armor, unquenchable flames on his shoulders, and a bloody sword on his back, unrivaled in the world.

Immortals are demons, willing to fall.

The devil is an immortal, let go of the killing.

So, the immortal put down the sword of the demon slayer and picked up the guqin.

Demon, let go of the ** in your heart and pick up the jade flute.

So there is a song "Fairy and Demon Love".

As soon as the painting style turned, the majestic demon shattered the armor on his body.

The ice clear and jade immortal was lying in the arms of the demon in rags.

His face was pale, and a trace of blood spilled from his lips.

But a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, there are immortal cultivators and demon cultivators, who have monstrous killing intent.

Immortals and demons have been opposed since ancient times, how can they fall in love.

They broke the taboo of the ages and crossed the thunder pool, just for that moment of warmth, just to enjoy each other a song of "fairy and demon love".

"Immortals, abandon the world, willing to fall, demons, let go of the heart of killing, and die without regret, this love does not seek to rise to the twilight, but I hope in an instant;

Love, a lifetime of joys and sorrows, the end of a song, the fairy and the demon are not dispersed. ”

This song "Immortal and Demon Love" echoed in Yang Feng's mind for a long time.

Yang Feng spent the snowy night, and he seemed to have a long, long dream.

He dreamed of Si Xuefeng, he dreamed of those infinitely close to immortals, but he was willing to die for love, he dreamed of those infinitely close to the demons, but he voluntarily gave up everything, just for that song of immortal and demon love.

"Love, a lifetime of joys and sorrows, at the end of a song, the fairies and demons are not dispersed."

Yang closed his mouth and muttered.

In this world of cultivating immortals, is there really such a magnificent divine comedy, is there really such a man and woman who are crazy about love?

All he saw was just some, just to pursue the immortal way, unscrupulous means.

In order to become a demon, he is addicted to killing.

How can there be a love of immortals and demons, but Huang Liang is just a dream.

Yang Feng didn't think about anything else, but began to practice and meditate intently, and when he reached the Jindan stage, it was impossible to rely on external forces like before.

External forces are important, but they are also indispensable.

Xia Houying's figure appeared in front of Yang's cover.

"Yo! It's hard! Not dead? ”

In her opinion, Yang Feng, a monk in the middle of the Bigu Period, should definitely die.

I managed to survive until the next day.

Perhaps she would never have imagined that Yang Feng was not killed by the illusion here, but instead knew the secret of the immortal cultivation world.

In the future, a song of fairy and demon love, how many monks will be awakened.

"Huh! I haven't even gotten what I want, so how can I die? ”

Yang Feng heard from Xiahou Ying's mouth that this was not a good land, but why was he safe and sound?

"I have what you want, but you haven't given me what I want."

Xia Houying had an expression of eating Yang Feng, which made Yang Feng very unhappy.

The treasure in Xiahou Ying's mouth is nothing more than the barren eye in his second dantian, isn't this difficult for a strong man?

"Uh, do you really want it? Ever heard of heteropupils? ”

Yang Feng did not expose the existence of the desolate eye at the second dantian, but planned to confuse the pearls and fabricate a non-existent pupil.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are indeed such gifted monks who awaken different pupils.

However, this different pupil, compared with Yang Feng's barren eye, the two are not at the same level at all.

Cultivators who awaken different pupils can practice the pupil technique, which is unguardable, but the power of the pupil technique is limited and limited by the monk's own talent.

"Really? Are you really awakened?! ”

Different pupils are also extremely rare in the world of cultivating immortals, even Xia Hou Ying, who has lived for eight hundred years, has not met a few owners of different pupils.

"Hmm."

In order to make the play more realistic, Yang Feng even proposed the idea of taking the initiative to express the pupil technique.

"Ahem! Since it was caused by your different pupils, then let's take out your different pupils to me, so that I will forgive you for your previous offense against me. ”

Xiahou Ying said seriously, that expression didn't seem to be fake, but Yang Feng was overwhelmed in his heart.

It's so vicious that it's offended, why don't you say it, even your mother has violated it?

"Well, the headmaster! It's still of great use for me to keep this pair of different pupils, see if you can temporarily send it to me for the time being, and when I don't need it, I'll give it with both hands. ”

Although Yang Feng complained badly in his heart, the respect on the surface did not diminish at all.

Xiahou Ying, hearing Yang Feng actually say such a thing, suddenly felt interesting.

"Well, I can send it to you for the time being, but not when you don't need it, but when I need it, I'll pick it up myself."

Hearing that this woman was so interested in his different pupils, he couldn't help but feel a tingle on his scalp, but after thinking about it, it was not a way to keep consuming like this, and the top 16 showdown was imminent.

He doesn't want to be absent, not for the huge prizes, but also for the mentor qualification challenge certificate!

Seeing that there is only a year and a half left in the battle of life and death, there is really no longer any further delay.

"Uh, well, whatever you say."

Seeing that Yang Feng suddenly became so obedient, Xia Houying suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, there must be a demon when something goes wrong! What kind of medicine is sold in this kid's gourd?

Thinking like this, he saw Yang Feng's sincere face, glanced at the time, and it seemed that it was almost time for the top 16 showdown, and before the top 16 showdown, there was a new competition.

Without thinking too much, Xia Houying handed the green scale armor with the inscription engraved to Yang Feng, and then turned to leave.

Yang Feng also left Sixue Peak, but when he left, he deliberately remembered the location.

His instinct told him that there was a big secret hidden here, and for some reason, since last night, the fairy and demon love had been echoing in his mind.

Especially the last sentence, "Love, a lifetime of joys and sorrows, at the end of a song, the immortals and demons are not dispersed." ”

Thinking about it carefully, it made his heart ache faintly.

Joys and sorrows, the end of the song is gone!

These are constant, unchangeable, and cannot be changed by human beings, and at the same time, they also sing the sadness and helplessness of the composer.

can only let the beautiful woman leave, and the piano will never be harmonious.

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