At the pavilion, the white curtain was lifted, and a swordsman walked out of the pavilion, and from his figure, it was indeed an evil thought.

"When I refine magic, no one will be my opponent!" said the arrogant evil thought, could it be that his order for the swordsman to collect souls has something to do with his refining magic. His cultivation method is completely inconsistent with the swordsman's cultivation method, and what kind of magic is the magic in his mouth.

Not far from the pavilion, a swordsman walked here, and when he stayed at the side of the evil thought, the swordsman said, "Demon King, I have collected the souls of ten people according to your orders. ”

"Well done, you let your soul out. Evil thoughts said.

As soon as he made a move, several transparent figures floated in the sky, and these figures were souls. They have the looks that people have, the difference is that they are transparent.

Looking at the souls floating in the air, Evil Thoughts smiled happily and said, "Very good, very good, you can go down, I want to use these souls to refine magic!"

The swordsman bent down and said, "Subordinates retreat!"

After the swordsman left, the evil thought of his right hand was a god, and he sucked it violently, and all those souls were sucked into his body, and he sat down cross-legged, his hands dancing, and layers of black qi spread all over his body. Every time you dance, a black body swims. He uses his soul to refine magic, how powerful will the magic he refine?

The evil idea of cultivating magic suddenly stopped, and he opened his eyes, and the eyeballs embedded in the hideous face were scarlet, could it be that he had just practiced magic and his skills had been improved.

The scarlet eyes gradually shone up, and the whole person didn't look so creepy. Evil thought said: "Magic is too difficult to cultivate, although I have a soul, my body still can't suppress that power. ”

Some disappointed evil thoughts stood up. His eyes rolled, as if he were thinking. His body couldn't suppress that force, and it was clear that it would kill him.

"No, I have to find a way to suppress the power, or the magic will not work. Could it be that there are too few souls, it seems that I still have to collect some souls to use this to cultivate. The depressed evil thought reluctantly walked away, and the magic could not be cultivated for a while. When his magic cultivation is successful, I'm afraid Chu Hao won't be able to stop him from dominating the Demon Capital.

Gradually, the day dawned, and the inner hall of the Spirit Sword Villa. A swordsman lay across the ground, covered with a white cloth and appeared to have been killed.

Outside the door, Mo Han walked in with several swordsmen. As soon as you enter the inner hall. Mo Han saw the corpse lying horizontally on the ground, took a step forward, bent down, reached out his hand, and lifted the white cloth. The dead swordsman was not a disciple of Spirit Sword Villa.

Putting down the white cloth, his blank face seemed to know something, and a disciple behind him said: "Patriarch, more than one swordsman died on the sword for no reason, and we haven't found out who caused the poison. ”

Stand up. Mo Han said, "It's him, it's him." It's definitely him!"

The confused disciple looked at Mo Han and said, "Patriarch, who is it?"

"It's an evil thought, it must be an evil thought!" Mo Han guessed, thinking that he had done such a thing for evil thoughts before, and then looking at the dead swordsmen on the ground, Mo Han was a little skeptical.

Last time, I helped Evil Thoughts capture the swordsman, and the swordsman died a tragic death, but the swordsman who died now did not have a trace of scars on his body, and even the appearance of death was not so ugly. This made Mo Han puzzled, and he said angrily: "Why did the evil thoughts kill them?"

Some time ago, the evil thought killed those swordsmen in order to shape the human body, and what is it for this time, how could Mo Han, who does not know the truth, know the reason.

"Patriarch, do you want me to investigate?" said the disciple.

Raising his hand, Mo Han said: "Forget it, the power of evil thoughts is very profound, and you can't find anything if you go to investigate?

Two or three disciples stepped forward and lifted the swordsman, and watching them carry the swordsman away, Mo Han sighed, "It seems that the sword capital will soon perish!"

The disciple who stayed behind heard Mo Han say that, and said in a panic: "No, the sword has the Chu Haoling Patriarch here, and it will not perish, he will definitely find a way to destroy the evil thoughts." ”

Thinking that Chu Hao had left the Lingkong Mountain Villa, Mo Han laughed for a while: "What do you say about maintaining the sword capital, he is all fooling you, let me see that he is cowardly and hidden." ”

"I don't believe it, I don't believe that Patriarch Ling is that kind of person, I believe in him. The disciple emphasized.

Looking at the disciple with cold eyes, Mo Han's majestic eyes made the disciple nervous, and the frightened disciple said again and again: "The disciple has other things to do, so retire!"

Only Mo Han was left in the inner hall, and after thinking about it seriously, although he didn't know the intention of killing the swordsman with evil thoughts, Mo Han could more or less guess it.

"Hmph, Sword Capital, Demon Capital, Evil Thoughts, hey, I'm afraid this continent will eventually fall into the hands of Evil Thoughts. Disappointed in the sword, he said dejectedly, shook his head, and walked out of the inner hall.

If there is less soul, the evil thoughts will be collected again, the magic will not work, the evil thoughts will be cultivated again, and when the magic is refined, the sword will be really dangerous.

Lingxu Villa, above the city tower, Su Mu stood there and stared into the distance, there was nothing in front of him except the vast mountains. Looking at the mountains, Su Mu fell into sorrow, and said: "Now the evil thoughts are constantly poisoning the swordsmen on the mainland, I don't know if Chu Hao has found a way to destroy the evil thoughts!" Su Mu looked forward to it, seeing the swordsmen on the mainland being killed by the evil thoughts, Su Mu really couldn't bear to look at it, how could he be powerless and unable to fight the evil thoughts.

Looking back, he looked at the disciples who practiced martial arts in the villa, and he felt sad when he thought that the other villas were controlled. But he couldn't say anything.

Walked down from the city tower and came to the disciple's side, and with a slight hand, all the disciples stopped practicing their swords, and everyone looked at Su Mu.

"Evil thoughts are rampant, and the sword is chaotic right now, you have to practice your sword well and protect this continent in the future!" Su Mu said this, putting some hopes on his disciples.

The disciples nodded and replied, "The disciples must practice their swords well and will not disappoint the expectations of the patriarch!"

Su Mu, who was depressed, felt a little relieved in his heart when he heard their words, and he said, "Very good." This is the disciple of Lingxu Villa. ”

A disciple stood up from the crowd, he seemed to have something to say to Su Mu, and he saw him open his mouth slightly. Said: "Patriarch, now that the strength of the sword capital to resist evil thoughts is weak, and Patriarch Ling is nowhere to be found, I think we should combine everyone's strength to fight against evil thoughts together, and then protect the sword capital." ”

Thinking about it, Su Mu seemed to have thought of something. He said, "Yes, we have to gather the living forces, and I will go and gather them together." Fight evil thoughts together. "Could it be that the disciples of Su Mu who were defeated by Qin Chuan and left the villa, even if they were, it would be difficult for them to fight against the evil thoughts with the strength of a few of them! Actually, Su Mu didn't think of this. He knew that evil thoughts would send controlled swordsmen to endanger the swordsmen in the sword capital. The purpose of his gathering of the rest of the people's strength was only to resist those swordsmen, to stop those swordsmen, that is, to stop evil thoughts.

"You guys practice their swords well, I'll go and get them back!" Su Mu said, and left, the disciples watched him leave, their eyes full of anticipation, and they didn't want to be controlled by evil thoughts.

It was late at night. Pang Long, who was locked up in the cell, was thinking about it? He didn't want to be locked up here like this forever. Now that the swords are in such chaos, he wants to escape and do something, and he feels very guilty if he doesn't do something.

Jin Ziyi on the other side looked at Pang Long with both eyes, and she blamed herself when she thought that Pang Long was locked up here because of herself.

"Uncle Pang Shi, Uncle Pang Shi!" Jin Ziyi shouted.

The pensive Pang Long raised his head, looked at Jin Ziyi, and said, "Ziyi, is there something wrong?"

Jin Ziyi had a sly smile on her face, she didn't know what bad idea she had in her heart, she said, "Uncle Pang Shi, I have a way to escape!"

Pang Long, who was a little skeptical, didn't believe it and asked, "What can you do?" If you can really escape, Pang Long is very happy.

Standing up from the ground, Jin Ziyi smiled and said, "Look at me!"

"Ahh She clutched her stomach and pretended to be sick in order to attract the attention of the guards in the prison.

"Listen, there is a shout. The disciple outside the prison said.

The other disciples listened carefully and said, "There are really people shouting, it can't be that something happened, should we go over and take a look." ”

"Hey, we don't want to let them go, but we just let them go, and our lives are not guaranteed. The disciple said, these disciples all support Chu Hao, but for the time being, they think of Luo Chenyang as a snake.

One of the disciples stopped: "They must be trying to lure us over, and then get the key from us, and then escape, we can't be fooled." ”

After a while, no disciples came over, and Pang Long said, "It's useless, they won't come close to us." With Pang Long's experience, he is very sure. Since Luo Chenyang locked himself up, he would definitely order his disciples to step up guarding, but those disciples turned a deaf ear to Jin Ziyi's tricks, they risked their lives to let Pang Long and Jin Ziyi go, so they would not come to visit.

Jin Ziyi, who had given up, sat down in frustration, "Uncle Pang Shi, I'm sorry, I caused you a burden." ”

"Silly boy, what do you say is that I didn't take good care of you, and let Lingkong Villa fall into Luo Chenyang's hands, and it should be me who blames myself. ”

Silently, the two of them were silent, and in the gloomy cell, two lost figures leaned against the wall, each thinking about their own thoughts.

Outside the prison, the guards were quietly stationed, and there was silence outside, such a quiet environment, even the slightest sound would be discovered by the guards of the disciples.

On the roof, there seemed to be a figure floating by, and the swift figure stood still on the roof, and the man looked down at the ground, very careful. He is Su Mu, and he came here late at night except to rescue Jin Ziyi and Pang Long, and he probably had no other purpose.

"I'll have to get you out first, and then I'll gather the strength of the other swordsmen to fight against evil thoughts. ”

Jumping down lightly, the disciple who was guarding saw the figure and said, "Who is it?"

Su Mu stood fearlessly in front of them and said, "I am the patriarch of Lingxu Mountain Villa, I want to take them away!"

"No, if you take them away, the patriarch will punish us. "Su Mu, who originally wanted to intimidate them with his position as the patriarch, did not expect them to sell their face.

Looking at them fiercely, Su Mu said solemnly: "You really won't let me take them away!"

"Please don't embarrass us Patriarch Su, we are also duty-bound. The disciple pleaded.

As soon as Yuan Li came out, the disciple who was guarding was attacked by Yuan Li and fell to the ground. Walking past their bodies, Su Mu walked into the cell.

Breaking into the cell, Su Mu shouted: "Purple clothes, purple clothes ......"

"Uncle Su Shi, we're here and here!" Jin Ziyi, who heard Su Mu's voice, beckoned.

Following the voice, Su Mu ran to the cell where they were held, Pang Long saw Su Mu, as if he saw the light, holding the prison door, Pang Long looked out and said, "Patriarch Su, you are here!"

"I'm here to rescue you out, you take a few steps back!" Su Mu said.

When Pang Long's body retreated, Su Mu ran the Yuan Force, and a palm force was struck, and the Yuan Force was attached to the prison door, and the solid wooden pillar seemed to be softened and gradually disappeared. In the same way, Su Mu rescued Jin Ziyi.

The two of them came out of the cell, and their bodies and minds were freed all of a sudden, "Uncle Su Shi, thank you for coming to save us, it's too uncomfortable to stay here." ”

After Su Mu and Pang Long heard this, they first smiled. Instead, Su Mu's ears moved, as if sensing something, "Let's get out of here first, and then have a good chat!"

A disciple on the ground woke up, got up, and shouted, "Someone, someone......"

The three people who escaped from the prison ran out, and the disciple stood in front of them, saying, "You can't go, you can't go!"

As soon as Su Mu made a move, he knocked the disciple unconscious again, and then they fled by themselves.

Soon, dozens of disciples came here, and these disciples saw Su Mu and them running away, and some disciples said, "Can't let them escape, chase!"

At that command, all the disciples chased after him. Su Mu, who had escaped, slowed down their steps, and they were not afraid to deal with those disciples chasing after them.

"Ziyi, you and your Uncle Pang Shi go first, I'll break it off!" Su Mu was worried about Jin Ziyi's safety, so he asked Jin Ziyi and Pang Long to go first.

Pang Long took the golden purple clothes and left, and the disciples who chased him arrived later.

Seeing so many disciples looking at him, Su Mu said: "They were rescued by me, you are the disciples of Patriarch Ling, I don't think you want to obey Luo Chenyang's orders!" To be honest, Su Mu didn't want to use force, if he negotiated with them with his own skills, he might accidentally take their lives, he wanted to use persuasion to avoid this fight.

"Patriarch Su doesn't have to be nervous, we won't intercept you, we also want to let them go, but if we let them go, they will lead to death, now it's okay, you saved them, and our hearts are at ease." A disciple in front said. (To be continued......)