In the cave.

As soon as Pang Jian thought of it, his divine soul was like a golden light, surrounding the source demon sword made of black crystal jade.

When his mind penetrated the sword body, he saw clusters of burning demonic flames, clouds of pitch-black demonic clouds, as well as trees and kawada, as if they were all generated by the demonic thoughts of the source demons.

The many demonic thoughts that had been wilting before became full again, like water growing from the bottom of a dry well.

"He chose the Source Demon Sword, the evil sword of the Demon Sword Sect, which became his master. This Pang Jian will eventually fall into the wrong path of the demons, and I really hope that he will die soon. ”

"Hey, why didn't Qi Qingsong die in the Forbidden Land?"

"Master, I don't approve of me more and more, I really hope he dies while fighting with other races."

"Inner disciples, everyone is high, everyone deserves to die."

"Sword Tower, just extinguish it!"

“……”

Mixed evil thoughts emerged from those demonic thoughts that represented the source demons, which surprised Pang Jian.

Evil thoughts are not owned by the source demons, but ...... The evil desires in the hearts of the nearby beings were overflowing with their various negative emotions, and somehow they were gathered and surged by the Source Demon.

The Source Demon is also used to restore its strength.

"Pang Jian, your divine soul is different from ordinary people, and it has the power to stifle divine consciousness. As far as I can remember, only the Hellsoul Bee has this trait, so I can't deal with you. ”

The thoughts of the source demons grew from clusters of demonic thoughts.

It seems to have multiple thoughts, and they are not unified with each other, which is very similar to that of the Discerning.

"But I can extract evil thoughts from the bodies of sentient beings and grow stronger! As long as they leave that sword tower, as long as they put me in a crowded place, the evil thoughts, evil thoughts, and obscene and vicious thoughts that sprout in their hearts will become my food, so that I can quickly recover my strength. ”

The Source Demon smirked.

"Whew!"

Pang Jian's divine consciousness turned into a golden light, and every time it shone on a cloud of flames representing its demonic thoughts, its ideology would be eroded and dissolved.

However, after a while, the clouds and flames will regroup.

The power that gathers its demonic thoughts is the evil thoughts that sometimes spring up in the hearts of the disciples of the Sword Tower, the Dharma Protectors, and the Elders.

"I can't deal with you, and you can't deal with me!"

As the demonic mind was eroded, it weakened for a while, and then gradually regained its strength.

It shouted: "As long as I have a little thought, I can reunite the rest of your thoughts through the evil thoughts of the people of the Sword Tower!" ”

"If one thought is not extinguished, one hundred thoughts can be reborn!"

"Only when all thoughts are erased by you will I be wiped out. However, if this sword were to be lost to me, it would be reduced to scrap metal! ”

"It's up to you how you choose!"

It was fearless, allowing clusters of thoughts to be erased by Pang Jian, and kept shouting: "Pang Jian, you made a wrong choice!" ”

Pang Jian stopped and suddenly asked, "The foreign god of the outer land, the guy who claims to be the one who sees it, was promoted by a heavenly demon like you?" ”

"Not bad!"

The Source Demon did not show his soul, and his tone was full of pride: "We, the Heavenly Demons, will always be the superior race among the many races in the Outer Continent Galaxy. ”

"Demon Sword Sect, the sect master is not difficult, refining the outer realm heavenly demon into a sword soul." Pang Jian nodded lightly and commented, "He is also a genius." ”

"It's a pity to die." The source demon sneered, without the slightest respect for this master: "If he becomes a true god first, and then I drag him to become a demon, I will not end up where I am now." ”

As we spoke, more demonic thoughts surged in the sword, and it regained a lot of strength.

"Hey, hey!"

The Source Demon Monster laughed: "Inside your Sword Tower, many people do not welcome your arrival, there are many people who want you to die, want Li Zhaotian to die, and also want Chen Weihuang to die." ”

"Very good, such evil thoughts can boost my strength!"

"I like places with a lot of people, I like dirty environments, especially cultivators with strong souls, their evil thoughts can give me more strength."

“……”

The Source Demon chattered endlessly.

"Woohoo!"

Pang Jian used the power in his body, with thunder and lightning, with extreme cold power, with blazing fireworks, and with the light of the sun, he submerged into the sword to kill the source demon demon.

"You, your strength is so chaotic, how could Li Zhaotian choose you?"

"With your cultivation method, any kind of Great Dao Sword Technique, you will not be able to reach the extreme! You can't become a god, that dead fat man in the Sword Tower is blind! ”

Clusters of demonic thoughts were blasted away by Pang Jian.

However, after a while, it will regather and become weak again.

As it says, it cannot be eradicated unless all traces of its existence are erased.

As long as it is in a place where there are many people and people's hearts are complex and treacherous, it will soon be restored to its original state.

"The Outer Heavenly Demon is indeed a bit tricky."

Pang Jian frowned secretly.

"Buzz!"

The sword order sounded.

Qi Qingsong's urging voice came, telling him the location of Zuiyun Tower and asking him to come over as soon as possible.

"Drunken Cloud Tower, under the mountain."

Pang Jian got up and left the cave.

Between these majestic mountains and rivers, there are towns and villages for the outer disciples to live and haunt, as well as the families of the inner disciples, elders, and Dharma protectors.

Discerning the direction, Pang Jian casually hung the Source Demon Sword on his waist and went straight to a town of no small size.

Zuiyun Building, a private room on the fifth floor.

Pang Jian, who was respectfully led, saw Qi Qingsong twisting the wine jug as soon as he entered the door, grabbed him by the shoulders and dragged him in, and introduced with a smile: "Pang Jian, my best brother!" ”

In the private room, except for Zhuang Yuyan who sat quietly, the rest of the people got up and bowed their hands.

"Tong Mingfeng, Jiang Yang. Senior Brother Pang, I have only recently entered the inner door, so please take care of me in the future. ”

"Yu Yuefeng, Duan Jing."

"Yu Yuefeng, Xu Xuanlun."

"Ethereal Peak, Tang Can, I followed Senior Sister Zhuang, please take care of me."

"Broken Edge Peak, Zeng Yulan."

"Broken Edge Peak, Song Zihe."

"I've seen Senior Brother Pang."

Several people held wine glasses, obviously waiting for a long time, and they all reported the name of the mountain where they were located, and introduced themselves to Pang Jian.

"These guys have a good relationship with me and Qi Qingsong."

Zhuang Yuyan smiled and said bluntly: "Every sect has its own small group, and they and I are a group. ”

Pointing to the two female disciples of Broken Edge Peak, Zhuang Yuyan said: "They are from Broken Edge Peak, and in a trial of the sect, they were born and died with me, and formed a deep friendship. And Tang Can too, he is from the Ethereal Peak like me, and he has always listened to me. ”

Qi Qingsong said: "Duan Jing, Xu Xuanlun, when I became an outer disciple, I was one of the few guys who still had dealings with me. ”

As he spoke, he pressed Pang Jian on the table, poured a full bottle of wine and began to stagger and stagger the table.

After a few glasses of wine, Pang Jian was no longer so restrained, and the small group composed of Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan gradually became warmer.

"When my master came back, he said that you were very amazing, and you actually tamed the Source Demon Sword to obey."

Zeng Yulan's beautiful eyes were shining brightly.

She did not wear the usual blue robe, but deliberately changed into a close-fitting rose-colored long skirt, and frequently went down the table to toast Pang Jian.

With a graceful posture, she walked swaying, and her face was flushed with a seductive flush.

She leaned over and pressed against Pang Jian, and said with a breath: "Little junior brother, Sister Yuyan said that you saved everyone's lives in the forbidden land. In the future, as long as it is a dangerous trial arranged by the sect, I will follow you. ”

"Stinky girl, you're clever." Zhuang Yuyan smiled in surprise.

also studied under the elder Xu Wei, another female disciple Song Zihe, with a thin figure, picturesque eyebrows, and a gentle style of a small jasper.

She looked a little shy, and every time she toasted Pang Jian, she bit her lower lip lightly, as if she didn't dare to look at Pang Jian's eyes.

Pang Jian, who had never experienced this kind of battle, passively responded to the deliberate closeness of these peers, and listened to them introduce the relationship within the sect.

Liu Junhong, Guanghe, Wang Ce, and Xu Wei, the four elders have a good relationship with the landlord, and it is also under the guidance of Li Zhaotian that they each hold important positions.

Guanghe, who sits in Mojian Peak all the year round, the study building, the utensils pavilion, the pill, and so on are all managed by him.

Xu Wei, an important intelligence agency in control of the Sword Tower, the news that Pang Jian received through the Sword Order, and the news from the major worlds, were all collected by Xu Wei by arranging for people.

Wang Ce, help Jianlou select disciples, the screening of inner and outer disciples, the laws of Jianlou, and the harvest of the mines and medicine gardens below Jianlou, etc., are all in charge of him.

Liu Junhong is the handover with external sectarian forces, and also controls the major families that are attached to the Sword Tower.

"Before your master became the landlord, the elders who controlled these rights actually had someone else." Zhuang Yuyan frowned and said, "That power, which used to be the mainstay of the Sword Tower, is now also deeply rooted in the Sword Tower. ”

As soon as these words came out, several people in the private room were all pale.

"You listen ......"

Zhuang Yuyan snorted coldly and said, "This Drunken Cloud Pavilion, the most noisy room, is reserved by that person's disciples all year round. Although that man had already left the Sword Tower, saying that he was wandering in the First Realm, he had never given up on getting involved in the Sword Tower. ”

"Is he?" Pang Jianqi said.

"Elder Jiang Ran."

"In the building, the senior is the highest, and he is also the oldest elder. Sword Tower, the last sword god, is his master. Qi Qingsong interjected and said, "The last sword god designated your master as the new owner of the building before the fall, not him. ”

"When your master was promoted to the lord of the building, he had not yet been promoted to the late stage of the immortal realm, so he was suppressed by him for several years."

"The four elders, those rights that they now control were also firmly controlled by his people at the beginning."

"If it weren't for his failure to attack the True God, his realm fell to the middle stage of the Immortal Realm, and he didn't go any further for many years, your master wouldn't have been able to hand over those important positions to the four of my masters."

Qi Qingsong told the inside story.

"Glare! Pedal! ”

There were footsteps like drums, and they quickly reached the outside of this private room, and then broke in without knocking.

"I heard someone mention my master, and I'll come in and listen."

One person stood in front of the door, followed by some sword tower disciples in brocade clothes and jade robes.

He leaned against the door with his hands on his shoulders and sneered with flying eyebrows, "What? I'm here, so I don't dare to continue to talk about it? ”

……

(End of chapter)