Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons are the most cunning.

The Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons will set up illusions based on the scenes that everyone fears or desires the most.

Yang Zhengyi was aroused by the extraterritorial heavenly demon to the beauty he longed for the most, and then he fell into an illusion and couldn't extricate himself.

If it weren't for the illusion of the Daoist going to Yang Zhengyi that day, I'm afraid Yang Zhengyi would not have woken up until now.

The scariest thing about illusions is that they can be addicted to them.

At that time, Yang Zhengyi kept telling himself in his heart that all this was an illusion, but Yang Zhengyi was still deeply trapped in it.

It's just because that illusion is indeed the beauty that Yang Zhengyi dreamed of.

There is no one who does not desire the good.

Beautiful things can bring people a full sense of happiness.

Once you get happiness from it, it is difficult to bring it back to reality with ten cows.

Perhaps, this is also a kind of self-depravity.

Suddenly, Song Zhong seemed to think of something.

Immediately, Song finally flashed and came to Yang Zhengyi.

Song Zhong muttered to himself: "Brother Yang has been hit by the illusion of the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon a while ago, and today he has been in the illusion again, and he will not be addicted to it for too long, after all, Brother Yang has already experienced an illusion, and this time he will experience it again, he will definitely not be as painful and embarrassed as the last time, thinking about it, Brother Yang must also be the fastest person to wake up and recover from the illusion." ”

Song Zhong looked Yang Zhengyi up and down, Yang Zhengyi still maintained his own posture, his hands were frozen in the air, and he never fell.

And the sword in Yang Zhengyi's hand pointed diagonally at the sky. Song Zhong tried it and found that Yang Zhengyi held his sword very tightly and it was difficult to take it off.

Song Zhong's eyes involuntarily flashed with approval.

As a swordsman, Yang Zhengyi was able to hold the sword in his hand so tightly after being mired in a deep illusion, which was really outstanding.

After that, Song Zhong began to wonder, how should he save Yang Zhengyi from the illusion?

Before, it was the Taoist Master of Taiyiguan who cast a spell and used his soul to infiltrate Yang Zhengyi's illusion.

However, after that, what the Taoist of Taiyiguan did in Yang Zhengyi's vision, Song Zhong knew very little.

The key is that the spells cast by the Taoist master of Taiyiguan will not be in the end.

Otherwise, Song Zhong can also sneak into other people's illusions and break the illusions.

Song finally pondered and meditated, and finally remembered the blood-colored sword in his hand.

It can be said that Song finally did not enter the illusion tonight, and a large part of the reason was because of the blood-colored sword, the blood-colored sword has the ability to restrain the extraterritorial heavenly demons, no matter what weird power the extraterritorial heavenly demons exerted, they could not shake the blood-colored sword.

On the contrary, the blood-colored sword can easily injure and kill the extraterritorial heavenly demons.

Therefore, Song Zhong can be sure that the blood-colored sword is the nemesis of the extraterritorial heavenly demons.

Now the extraterritorial heavenly demon casts an illusion, pulling everyone's hearts away, making everyone deeply addicted to the illusion and unable to extricate themselves.

And the existence of the blood-colored sword made Song Zhong the only alternative among all the people present.

The Scarlet Sword would definitely be able to deal with this illusion, but now Song Zhong had not yet found a trick to deal with the illusion.

In the dark, Li Yan's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe the scene in front of her.

In Li Yan's heart, the extraterritorial gods are gods.

And no matter how strong the people of the Wuji Holy Sect are, they are just ordinary people, how can ordinary people compare with gods and fight?

It stands to reason that once the power of the extraterritorial gods is exerted, everyone should fall into an illusion, unable to extricate themselves and unable to extricate themselves.

But when everyone is hit, why is there still one person who can move?

Li Yan took a closer look and found that this person was a disciple of the Wuji Holy Sect - Song Zhong.

Song Zhong's ability is good, he has the strength of the middle stage of the first-class realm at a young age, and his talent is really high.

However, why didn't Song finally fall into an illusion?

Li Yan was puzzled.

At this time, a voice sounded beside Li Yan again.

"No, how is this possible? It stands to reason that no one will be able to escape the power of our extraterritorial gods!"

"What's the origin of this guy, and how strong is he?"

"It must be that I have lost my eyes, how can ordinary human beings compete with our extraterritorial gods? It must be an illusion, no one can escape the power of our extraterritorial gods. ”

Those voices sounded, but there was no one around Li Yan.

Li Yan said: "No matter how that guy escaped from the power of the extraterritorial gods, in short, he can't live anymore!"

Li Yan's eyes showed murderous intent.

Song Zhong turned around abruptly, his eyes glancing at where Li Yan was.

Glancing over the raging flames in front of them, over the corpses behind the flames, and glancing farther away, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Song Zhong guessed that Li Yan must have hidden her whole person in the dark, she seemed to be one with the darkness, and she couldn't see her figure at all.

Song finally took several breaths, and finally shook his head and sighed.

Then, Song Zhong raised the blood-colored sword in his hand and carefully examined the extraordinaryness of the blood-colored sword.

Now Song Zhong must use the blood-colored sword to wake up all the people present, otherwise everyone present will die here.

However, at this time, the body of the blood-colored sword shone with a faint blood-colored light.

That blood-colored light surged out and slammed into Yang Zhengyi's body.

The blood-colored light is like a small snake emitting blood-colored light under the dark night, and the little snake goes forward and follows, frantically burrowing into Yang Zhengyi's body.

Song Zhong's expression was solemn, and when the blood-colored snake conjured up by the blood-colored sword drilled into Yang Zhengyi's body, Song Zhong actually noticed the blood-colored sword, and was very, very excited.

To describe it in the famous words of Guevara, a celebrity in the previous life of the Song Dynasty, it is: "This feeling is like coming home"...

Song Zhong couldn't believe that this blood-colored little snake was actually... It seems that Yang Zhengyi's body is at home?

Will this cause any damage to Yang's body?

Song Zhong had a lot of worries in his heart, but soon, the blood-colored little snake not only did not hurt Yang Zhengyi, but also woke up Yang Zhengyi's soul little by little.

Song Zhong could clearly see that Yang Zhengyi's fingers trembled slightly.

With the shaking of his fingers, and then the shaking of his arms later, Yang Zhengyi's body has more and more parts of his body that can move.

Song Zhong lowered his head and looked at the blood-colored sword, and his face couldn't help but be happy: "You, you, you always bring me a lot of surprises." ”

Song Zhong looked at the blood-colored sword as if he were looking at his own son.

Although Song Zhong does not have children yet, Song Zhong can realize that there does not seem to be much difference between the swordsman's treatment of children and the treatment of swords.

In the dark, Li Yan exclaimed: "It's not good, this guy Song Zhong actually has a way to crack the illusion of the extraterritorial gods. ”

The voice beside Li Yan also became anxious.

"What should I do? He can even have visions of extraterrestrial gods. ”

"No wonder! No wonder! He didn't fall into the illusion, and most of it had nothing to do with his ability to deal with the illusion!"

"Is the illusion of an extraterritorial god in vain, and what means is he using?"

"This son can't stay!

The voice around Li Yan was chirping, like a bird in the forest, either not chirping, or screaming endlessly.

Li Yan said: "I can't let him go on like this anymore, if he is allowed to do this again, I'm afraid that most of the illusions cast by the extraterritorial gods will be broken by him one by one!"

Immediately, Li Yan slowly walked out of the darkness.

Li Yan walked towards the place where the flames were burning.

Song Zhong's ears were bright and clear-sighted, so he naturally saw Li Yan.

Li Yan didn't say a word, his two jade hands waved, and a huge gust of wind suddenly came in.

This wind blew Song Zhong's hair messily.

Song Zhong didn't bother to pay attention to his hair, just because of the flames in front of Song Zhong, there was a slap.

The flame could not burn.

At this time, Li Yan was heard to say: "The whole army is attacking! Crush him!"

Li Yan gave an order, and the corpses outside the flames came to Song Zhong through the opening.

Song Zhong's face changed.

These corpses must have wanted his life when they broke in.

Song Zhong didn't have to worry about all this, just because Song Zhong was a swordsman, and Song Zhong's sword was very fast.

No matter how many corpses come, Song Zhong can kill them with one sword.

It's just that now Song Zhong's blood-colored sword is constantly working hard for Yang Zhengyi.

If Song Zhong carried the blood-colored sword to deal with the corpse and awaken Yang Zhengyi, it would have to be delayed.

Song Zhong didn't have time to think, there were too many corpses pouring in.

Immediately, Song Zhong threw his sword, and instead of retreating, he rushed forward towards the corpse.

Without a sword, Song Zhong could only use his fists.

Among the boxing techniques that Song Zhong knows, Qingjing Quan 23 is the best.

Before Song Zhong crossed over, the original owner of the body was a disciple of the Qingxuan Taoist Temple, and he was also an apprentice of the Daozi, who had practiced for many years and was already a master of the second-rate realm.

In the Qingxuan Taoist Temple, in addition to the swordsmanship, the most famous boxing method is the twenty-three Qingjing Fist.

Qingjing Fist twenty-three, unfolded, has an elegant and easy-going feeling.

And it is this elegant and easy-going feeling that makes all the people in the rivers and lakes underestimate it.

Qingjing Fist Twenty-three, far more than that.

At this time, Song finally used the Qingjing Fist twenty-three to respond to the enemy.

"Knock knock!"

Song Zhong's figure, like a breeze, wandered between corpses and corpses, and then, Song Zhong's hands continued to fist, fists to the flesh, viciously hitting the corpse.

The corpses that made Song Zhong hit flew out upside down one after another.

Several corpses fell into the flames, and the scorching flames burned them all in an instant.

Many bodies flew upside down and fell to the ground, unconscious.

Song Zhong nodded secretly.

Shicai, Song Zhong's Qingjing Fist Twenty-three, has already maimed many corpses, those corpses seem unscathed, but the organs and intestines in the body have all become scum!

Song Zhong's simple fist technique, these corpses are all gone, and it seems that the extraterritorial heavenly demons who appeared tonight are just little minions.

Song Zhong couldn't imagine how strong the monster monsters of the previous "Zhitang Inn" and "Suwei County" would be after they woke up.

However, what Song Zhong could imagine was that he could brutally abuse the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon tonight.

Immediately, Song Zhong's fists did not stop, and he used it wildly.

The fist wind is sassy, and in the silent night, except for the roar of insects and beasts, the most piercing sound is this.

"Boom!"

Knocking the six corpses in front of him into the air, Song Zhong looked at Li Yan beyond the flames.

Song Zhong stood at the opening of the flames, quite a heroic momentum that was too big for a man to be a man.

When Song Zhong stood at this gap, there was indeed no corpse that could break through.

Li Yan's expression was cautious, Song Zhong's strength seemed to be far more than the middle stage of the first-class realm, I am afraid it would be even higher.

Song Zhong smiled: "I didn't expect that you would become a lackey of the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon." ”

Li Yan scolded: "I am not a lackey of the extraterritorial gods! I am a friend of the extraterritorial gods! Only friends will help each other!"

Song Zhong was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was only because of you who were stupid that he would feel that the extraterritorial gods were friends with you.

Song Zhong smiled: "Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon, you are clearly an extraterritorial Heavenly Demon, you have become a lackey of the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon, but you yourself can't believe that you would actually embark on this path, but when you realize it, you have no way to turn back, you can only make mistakes." Maybe then you will think again, in fact, there is nothing wrong with being a lackey, right?"

Li Yan was trembling all over.

Song Zhong's words, indeed every sentence spoke to her heart.

In fact, whether the extraterritorial gods are good or bad, she naturally has a balance scale in her heart.

And, when she found out that the scales were tilted wildly, she understood that the extraterritorial gods were not something she could fool.

Instead, she let the extraterritorial gods fool her.

Therefore, it can indeed be said: "There is no way back, only to settle." ”

Li Yan scolded: "Yellow-haired boy, clever tongue like a spring! Next, the old lady will let you experience the horror of the extraterritorial gods!"

The voice beside Li Yan rang out in unison.

"Yes, let him taste the horrors of the extraterritorial gods!"

"Extraterrestrial gods, how can they be in vain?"

"I don't know shame! I don't know how thick the sky is! Ordinary human beings dare to compare themselves with extraterritorial gods?"

"Die! This guy must die!"

The voice around Li Yan was very active.

Song Zhong was deaf and clear-sighted, and although he heard these voices, he couldn't see the owner of these voices.

These voices should be part of the extraterritorial Heavenly Demon Clan.

Song Zhong's face was heavy and serious, facing the extraterritorial heavenly demons alone, and he was still in the moment when he had no weapons, which made Song Zhong's pressure increase sharply.

Although the fist can crush those corpses, it is not as easy as the bloody sword, and it is terrifying.

Song Zhong Nunu mouthed, and was about to say something.

At this moment, Yang Zhengyi, who was the queen of Song's life, suddenly woke up and let out an exclamation.

Song Zhong turned his head to look, Yang Zhengyi was now sweating profusely, and his whole person looked as if he had just been fished out of the river.

At this time, the blood-colored light on Yang Zhengyi's body disappeared in an instant.

Song Zhong said: "I didn't expect your kid's life to be very hard. ”

Yang Zhengyi said: "It's terrible, the extraterritorial heavenly demons will always build the happiness that people yearn for the most, and use this happiness to keep people." ”

Song nodded his head and said, "Yes, it is precisely because of this that the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon is even more terrifying. ”

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