"Faith!"

"What the sword master (ancestor) said, we all believe. The sword master does not need to take care of us and others!" the righteous monks shouted one after another.

Although they were sleepy, hungry and tired at this time, they inexplicably felt that they were doing it again.

The hands and feet were numb, as if stepping on clouds.

The blood flowing rapidly in their bodies at this moment, as well as the accelerated secretion of adrenaline, all allowed them to temporarily shake off the burden of those physical mortals.

It's also like a rainbow!

Looking at these righteous colleagues and disciples who believed in him, Yin Feiyang felt a little guilty and unfirm in his heart.

When so many people look forward to you, believe every word you say.

So as long as you are not a liar, you will be more or less stressed in your heart and fall into a kind of self-doubt.

Seeing the momentum of these righteous path cultivators, who were once again twisted into a rope, most of the Demon Sect disciples had a worried look on their faces.

Instead, Song Qingwen and Murong Yun listened, with joy in their eyes.

The thinking realm of ordinary demon cultivators was only at the first level, and they thought that the righteous path monks were condensed in one place at this time because of Yin Feiyang's encouragement, although they all looked 'weak', in fact, they would become a big problem sooner or later.

However, Murong Yun was on the fifth layer, and he was keenly aware that because of Yin Feiyang's operation, the momentum and belief of the righteous path monks were now maintained by Yin Feiyang alone.

As long as Yin Feiyang's belief is shattered and his golden body is truly broken, then this group of righteous path monks will all fall into a trough and be at the mercy of them.

It's a good thing that you need to break each one to be able to do it all in one battle.

As for Song Qingwen... He could be on the tenth floor.

His thoughts had already broken away from the thinking barrier of the Demon Sect cultivator and entered a new and higher realm.

When a person's thinking is no longer constrained by the inherent framework, he may not be stronger, but he must see farther than ordinary people, and can have some insights far beyond ordinary people.

Song Qingwen didn't care if the Demon Sect monk could always control the overall situation, nor did he care if the righteous path monk would seize the opportunity and take advantage of the situation to rise.

These are all subsections!

It's all puffy clouds that cover your eyes.

What really deserves attention is the hidden knowledge of this world, the potential it represents, and the truths it contains.

After all, cultivators pay attention to the great power of their own power, and the purpose of forming gangs is just to occupy the resources of cultivation, so how can they forget the essence and put the cart before the horse in order to compete for power and profit?

As long as it helps to know those things, it doesn't matter what Song Qingwen is.

Yin Feiyang stretched out his hand, stared at Xue Wuliang, and took the cross from his hand little by little.

Xue Wuliang suddenly felt very humiliated.

It's clear that he's the perpetrator, but at this moment... He inexplicably felt that it was himself who was trampled under his feet.

Xue Wuliang wanted to fight back, regardless of the violence.

However, when Song Qingwen's cold gaze stabbed obliquely from the side, Xue Wuliang froze, not daring to make any more inappropriate moves.

"Interesting, Yin Feiyang is also an old Jianghu, although he is temporarily trapped in shallow water at the moment, but after all, he is a real dragon who travels in the nine skies and soars all over the world. At this time, if you choose to shoulder the momentum of the righteous path, you should have other confidence besides knowing a certain message. Its confidence... What is the source?" Song Qingwen thought to himself.

Ke Xiaoliang knew what Yin Feiyang was thinking.

Matthew's glance should have given Yin Feiyang inspiration.

What he wants to bet on should be that... ！

In the world of this apocalyptic wasteland created by Ke Xiaoliang.

There is only one way to transcendence.

That's the path of the Demon Sealer.

But there is more than one kind of supernatural power.

Those monsters infected by radiation, don't they have supernatural powers?

It's just that, in order to gain power, he loses his mind and becomes a monster... It's not a good choice.

Yin Feiyang didn't have this idea.

He was the one who had made up his mind the power that Matthew had gotten.

The world can be a mirror.

Since there are demon sealers, then there are also demon people who lure demons into their bodies and turn demons into their own use.

It's not just taking radiation and becoming a monster.

Rather, it introduces the power of depravity into the original firm beliefs and beliefs, and makes this 'belief' black.

Those who have power are still sensible, but their way of thinking will be reversed.

Of course, this is something that Yin Feiyang is not aware of now.

Starting with the Demon Sealer is extraordinary, and it is too difficult for a righteous path monk.

The admission qualifications, which were controlled by Ke Xiaoliang alone, became an obstacle that the righteous monks could not overcome.

Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that Yin Feiyang wanted to find a new way out for the righteous path monks and found another way.

"That's what he thought, but... That's fine!"

"Originally, I was secretly blackmailing these righteous monks, secretly opening the transcendent for them, and calling back Phoenix to create a second-generation demon sealer for the righteous monks, the two choices are oscillating. Although the former can get benefits, but there are some risks, this time my limelight is enough, worthy of a blood talisman given by Song Qingwen, and worthy of my 'special' identity, if it is over, it will not be beautiful. And the latter... It will appear deliberate, as if it is deliberately regulating the balance. ”

"Of course the world is mine, I have the final say. Some have questioned that this does not really change anything. It's just a pity for me personally, that I didn't take more wool from the righteous monks through the transcendent way. ”

"Now, under the spontaneous evolution of the world, Yin Feiyang has a new choice... That's pretty good. Everything became more natural, and... That path is different from the 'Demon Sealer'. If the path of the Demon Sealer is his own son, it is the choice of the world, and it is the choice of me, the Dao Ancestor. Then the path that Matthew exists as the source is the illegitimate child who cannot see the light, and it is the whetstone of the road of being the 'Demon Sealer'. ”

"The world is changing, and the good and the devil are upside down... The way of the devil is to save the world. But the way of the righteous is to destroy the world and bring deeper darkness to the world... ！”

Ke Xiaoliang lowered his head, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"What is the demonic value? Isn't it just to let the devil be good and let the righteous path enter the devil? It goes against common sense and goes against people's hearts. Let people's hearts struggle and entangle in remorse and hesitation?" Ke Xiaoliang silently made a choice in his heart.

Then the authority is mobilized, and it is quietly pushed above the world.

Yin Feiyang, who held the cross in his hand again, glanced at his colleagues who trusted him again.

Then he looked directly at Song Qingwen and said, "I'm going to go to another time and space to listen to the news I have learned again and determine some inferences." If I come back and find that there is any difference between my fellow disciples and disciples, then any promises and consultations I have made with you will be null and void. We are in a relationship that never dies. ”

When there are no chips in your hand for the time being, you can only show more and more toughness.

Just like the comparison between a barefoot person and a person wearing shoes, he can only compare hardness and hardwork.

As long as there is the slightest weakness and fear, it will be easily thrown off, trampled under the feet and become a slave.

Song Qingwen generously made a gesture of please.

Murong Yun hesitated slightly, but he still didn't stop it.

Perhaps Murong Yun thought that with the core key to transcendent promotion, no matter how these righteous path monks tossed, they would not be able to make any trouble.