When Fu Yi heard about the Valley of the Evil Spirits, pictures had already appeared in his mind, and the memories of the past came flooding back, and in just a few breaths, it seemed like a long time had passed in his mind.

The Valley of Evil Spirits is the largest evil cultivation force in the Bixiao Domain, and the valley master Cheng Lianyu is a real person of Yuanying, so it should be just advanced now. As an evil cultivator, he can still successfully cultivate to the Yuan Infant Stage, which shows that he does not have any bottom line of principles at all.

The reason why Fu Yi remembers this force is because Cheng Lianyu took refuge in Lu Xiao in his previous life.

When she went to the Blue Sky Domain to do a mission, she would occasionally go to the Valley of the Evil Spirits with certain orders or objects that had to be passed down orally. She thought that the evil spirit inside was strong, for fear of eroding her own spiritual breath, she never stepped into the valley, and only handed over with the monks sent by Cheng Lianyu outside, because she did not know the valley master himself and the situation in the valley.

She remembered that the bird hated this side of the force, and used it without mercy, and occasionally made people stumble in secret. In the end, the ending of the Valley of the Evil Spirits was as she expected, and after being squeezed out of the last trace of use, it disappeared without a trace.

The cultivators of the Evil Spirit Valley practiced very extreme exercises, and under the influence of Cheng Lianyu, the juniors in the valley were all vicious and had no bottom line. Refining elixirs with living creatures, forcibly seizing the spiritual roots of others as a tonic, and using living beings as a base for formation...... All kinds of actions that go against heaven and earth and against nature will not plant demons in their hearts.

The monks outside all said that the monks of the Evil Spirit Valley were born as the embodiment of "evil", and they would not feel guilty about doing evil at all, but would use the power of evil to improve themselves.

Whisk never believed in this statement. No one is born with "evil", no one is born with "good", the newborn creature is a blank piece of paper, and the subsequent experience and environment will slowly dye the white paper, some people live colorfully, some people are as light as ink paintings, and some people are pitch black.

Cheng Lianyu is just an exception if she is not affected by the demons, she doesn't believe that everyone in the Evil Spirit Valley has no mood cracks, such as the high-profile demonic male cultivator in front of her, his exaggerated clothes and seemingly arrogant arrogance are a little bit of external and internal arrogance.

"Now that you know you're scared, hmph, don't get out quickly! If you're willing to kneel and beg for mercy, I'll let you go today!"

The clothes fluttered in the air, and I wanted to roll my eyes at him when I heard this. Isn't she here to avenge her junior sister? How can she say that if you let one go, you can let one go? And she couldn't understand how this male cultivator's brain worked, and why she wanted to involve a group of innocent onlookers.

Her divine sense vaguely observed the arrow array, the formation is subtle, but it is not that it cannot be broken with external force, the reason why the monks inside are unable to break through the restraint is because of the evil aura, and if you don't pay attention to the defense, it will invade the body and corrode the spiritual power.

In order to avoid being riddled with evil spirits, the monks could only focus on defense, and could not attack the formation with all their might.

When reminiscing and observing, Fu Yi did not forget to look at the black-clad long-haired and barefoot youth in the air.

He stepped on the two black lotus flowers, and the black evil qi was like smoke around his body, at first glance he looked like a master in the evil cultivator, but at a glance, he could see that this routine was no different from her deliberately flashing dress, one word: pretend.

"You really don't care about these ......"

Before the last word could be spoken, the young man felt that the aura in the air in front of him was fluctuating abnormally, and before he could react, pieces of silver light were like ripples in the water, sweeping towards him from all directions, containing a powerful aura that made people want to surrender.

The young man stiffened for a moment, and he had an instinct to escape from this place, he finally suppressed this impulse, and forcibly comforted himself that the other party was only in the early stage of foundation building, but he used all his strength to explode for a moment, and it would definitely not last long.

Thinking of this, the young man quickly regained his composure, his face once again showed his signature evil smile, and his hands drew a black shadow in the air, and placed it on his chest to pinch the trick and condense it into runes.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can get away with it!" The young man's hands shook, and the runes jumped out of his side like a fish jumping out of the sea, transforming into a humanoid black shadow in the early stage of foundation building in the air, screaming sharply and rushing towards the rushing sword qi.

Fu Yi stood firmly on the mist, and there was an uncontrollable battle intent in his chest, which was the emotion conveyed by Qiankun, and the monk whose battle realm was higher than his own made it extremely excited.

The sword moves appeared in her heart, and Qiankun was interpreted in the air, she only felt that she was one with the sword, as if the infinite sword qi was bursting out from her body, and every wisp of sword qi and every special breath in the sword qi were closely related to her.

She could even sense the sword qi passing through the chaotic air currents, and could hear the hissing sound hidden in the silver light. There was also the fragile counterattack of the young man's condensation shadow, as well as the panic and shock in his heart, all of which could be clearly sensed by the clothes through the Qiankun and through the sword qi.

Her swordsmanship never had any fancy moves, either virtual or real, always with a single purpose: to kill her opponents.

"Nameless Swordsmanship" led her to comprehend the way of the sword, understand each sword, after in-depth understanding year after year, she finally understood a point, no move to win, only according to the situation at that time to adjust the move, simple, direct and rough, in order to respond to all changes, break the complex.

The most important thing is that people who don't have routines won't be counter-routines by their opponents, she just wants to beat her opponents confused and dizzy, and she can't figure out why the angle of her moves is so strange.

At this moment, the sword light changed from ripples to a sea of silver light, the sword qi was as fierce as a tsunami, and each ray of light contained extremely violent and manic power, and the wisps converged together, and the radius of dozens of miles fell into an extreme depression.

The air seemed to be drained, and the aura was full of pervasive sword qi, and every inch was a killing machine, no matter whether it was on the ground or in the air, it could not escape the pursuit of the silver light. And this seemingly calm sword qi transformation sea actually contains countless secret moves.

This is a deadly trap of Qiankun sword after sword, condensed with countless simple moves.

There are more and more evil qi runes condensed by the young man, but the color is getting lighter and lighter, and the figure that has been transformed has fallen from the early stage of foundation building to the ninth layer of qi refining and qi refining......

His expression that had deliberately maintained his calm finally cracked, and his eyes that charmed all beings were dyed with fear, and even the clothes and hair that had just fluttered extremely beautifully became messy in the strong attack of the sword qi.

"Fellow Daoist, as long as this kind of thing lasts long enough, it is really strong. Fu Yi squinted in the air and chuckled, and when the words fell, the sea of silver light that the sword qi transformed suddenly changed.

Half of the sword light swept into the air like a violent wind, and then swooped down to encircle the young man, and the other half surged down to explode layer by layer, and the human form condensed by evil qi was annihilated before it could react.

The defense of the young man in the depths of the sword light was scattered, the meridians were broken, and the flesh was torn inch by inch from the inside to the outside, and the sea of knowledge was completely dispersed at the moment when the sword qi penetrated. When he was completely lifeless and fell to the ground with the black lotus flower under his feet, he happened to be swept by the air flow to the unlucky junior sister.

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