Wang Yuanfeng watched Yan Chixia enter the contemplation, as if he had a slight understanding, the path of cultivation is led by the state of mind, and the state of mind goes up to cultivate naturally, if the mood is chaotic, there are generally two endings, either the state of mind is lost halfway, and the madness goes crazy, or it simply can't be cultivated.

And Yan Chixia just now had a loophole in her mood, became impatient, and then flew around, coupled with the strange aura of this black mountain, the impact on people is still relatively large.

Usually can be controlled outside, but under this kind of environmental influence, if the mind is not cultivated at home, it will be taken advantage of by the evil spirit, the mood is chaotic, and finally go crazy, Gangyan Chixia is on the verge of going mad, the mood is deviated, the blood is attacking, and she almost can't control herself.

Wang Yuanfeng smiled, magnified his emotions infinitely, and finally spurted out a mouthful of blood, don't let you let him develop on his own, no one reminds him of the status, Yan Chixia's personality has changed, and it is a question of whether she can survive in this black mountain again.

Suddenly, I felt that the armillary sphere in the spiritual platform had reacted, and when I listened carefully, it seemed that someone was reciting the name of the armillary sky, and it was very eager, as if it was in danger of life.

Wang Yuanfeng didn't have time to think about it, and said to Yan Chixia: "Go." ”

After speaking, he spit out a color-inducing sword pill in his mouth, and blew a breath, the sword pill instantly spun rapidly, Wang Yuanfeng pulled out the sword, and the sword pill turned into a ray of light and flew into the sword.

The three-foot Qingfeng in his hand suddenly burst into silver light, and shouted: "Pointing to the sky and drawing the earth." ”

A sword slashed into the sky, and a silver-white sword qi unfolded in an arc from top to bottom.

It was as if a piece of cloth had been cut, and a big hole leaked out of the dark night, and the night outside was still relatively bright than inside, although it was still very faint.

Wang Yuanfeng looked at Yan Chixia, who was stunned, and shouted: "If you don't leave at this time, wait for when." ”

After saying that, he jumped up and flew out of the cut opening.

Then the figure was used as a sword, and it turned into a ray of light and flew away along the place where the Hun Tiansheng number was recited.

Yan Chixia reacted that Wang Yuanfeng had disappeared, and hurriedly pointed to the sword bag on her back, the sword bag opened, and a flying sword flew out, Yan Chixia jumped on the sword and went straight outside.

At this time, Xiahou Swordsman's situation was a little bad, lying on the ground in disheveled clothes, and a naked female ghost was lying on his body, and the fangs on his mouth had bitten his neck.

The green tendons on his body were jumping, and he could see that he was fighting against the suction of the female ghost, his limbs kept struggling, kicking around, but he kept muttering something in his mouth, although he stammered and was vague, but from the shape of his mouth, he was talking about the word "heavenly".

Because of being pressed by the female ghost, the limbs are not strong, and the empty body of martial arts can't be used, although the martial artist's hugging method is used to hold the qi and blood, but it still can't stop the female ghost's suction, his face became a little pale, and the strength of the struggle gradually decreased, and his face showed a trace of despair.

The mind only reads the name, hoping for a glimmer of life.

Wang Yuanfeng followed the connection between Xiahou Swordsman's mental power and the armillary sphere, and in an instant, the female ghost watched Xiahou Swordsman's resistance getting smaller and smaller, and a little joy leaked out of her face.

He was about to increase his efforts to suck up the blood of Xiahou Swordsman, when suddenly there was a silver light in front of him, and he saw a headless female ghost lying on top of a man, and then lost consciousness.

The ghost body separated, and after the last thought of the female ghost, the ghost body slowly annihilated, disappearing without a trace, as if it had never existed.

The Xiahou swordsman lying on the ground had already closed his eyes and waited for death, but he was not dead when he opened his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a young man standing in front of him with a sword.

Just Wang Yuanfeng's speed was not so fast, but because Xiahou swordsman recited the name, he was able to use the armillary sphere to descend here with this mental power, and because of the close distance, Wang Yuanfeng was able to exert it.

But the rapid flight of the body also made him feel a little scattered, this is an application of the magic technique, but in the past, all the projections were consciousness, or distraction, and it came in an instant, but this time it was directly the body, and it did not cultivate the body of a true immortal, even if it was a human immortal, but it has not yet left the category of a person, and there is still a big section away from the immortal body.

At this time, Yan Chixia dared to come over with a flying sword, and saw Xiahou Swordsman's pale face, while Wang Yuanfeng stood there motionless with his sword.

Xiahou swordsman struggled to tidy up his clothes, and said to Wang Yuanfeng: "Thank you for saving your child's life, I, Xiahou Wuji, am grateful, and dare to ask for the name of my son." ”

Wang Yuanfeng opened his eyes, looked at Xiahou Swordsman and said, "Hun Tian." ”

Xiahou Swordsman was shocked, thinking of the name he recited at the last moment just now, he also learned about it from a friend, although his friend said that there was a big opportunity in it, he didn't believe it, but it was widely spread in the army.

He didn't believe it, but he tried it a few times behind his back, and he quieted down his mind, he only practiced it as a way to calm his mind, but he didn't think about other effects.

It's just that this time there was a threat to his life, so he tried it out of the question, and he didn't have much hope, but after Wang Yuanfeng said the word Hun Tian, his heart was shocked, and then he stepped forward and knelt on the ground and said, "Disciple to meet Hun Tian Divine Venerable." ”

Wang Yuanfeng helped the Xiahou swordsman up, took out a piece of dry food from his arms, this dry food was given to him by the Xiahou swordsman, Wang Yuanfeng felt as if there was a fate and put it away, handed the dry food to the Xiahou swordsman and said: "You don't have to thank me, it's also fate." ”

Xiahou Swordsman took the dry food, his face was full of complexity, he didn't expect that in the end it was this reason that saved him, and the good person who made him speak wildly was shaken without retribution, and his mind to compete with Yan Chixia for the first place in the sword was also lightened, but there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Wang Yuanfeng looked at Xiahou Swordsman as if he had a sense of detachment, but the disappearance of his belief made him not know what to do, so he said: "If you don't die, there will be blessings in the future, what are the plans of Xiahou Daxia in the future." ”

"I don't know. Xiahou Swordsman shook his head and said.

Wang Yuanfeng took the opportunity to say: "I am the Divine Venerable of the Heavenly Heavens, and I want to improve the heavens and the earth, standardize the heavens and the earth, and promote the evolution of the heavens and the earth. ”

Xiahou swordsman thought that he had nowhere to go, and walked on the edge of life and death, which made him feel a sense of relief, everything was light, and he didn't know what to do, although he didn't know what Wang Yuanfeng said about perfecting heaven and earth, and what he was doing to promote the evolution of heaven and earth, there was no way, and it was not bad to follow Wang Yuanfeng for the time being, but he was still a little hesitant.

Wang Yuanfeng knew what he was hesitating about, his words and deeds were habits in the army, and it was estimated that he was disappointed in the imperial court, so Wang Yuanfeng said: "Xiahou Daxia can be a demon god first, and if there is a good place to go in the future, he can die by himself, and he is free." ”

Xiahou Swordsman nodded and said, "The disciple is willing." ”

Wang Yuanfeng communicated with the armillary sphere, drew out a spiritual light, flicked a finger towards Xiahou, and the light flew towards Xiahou swordsman, flying in from the center of his eyebrows, Xiahou swordsman suddenly felt a force added to his body, and a huge system appeared in his brain, there were stars, there were three realms, mountains and rivers.

I was shocked in my heart, and I felt that this world was so huge, and I knew that it was just a corner, as if I had seen something higher.

Yan Chixia looked confused, I don't know why this Xiahou swordsman wants to kneel on the ground, with his character, even if he saves his life, he may not kneel, shook his head, suddenly thought of the scholar, and said: "Suffered, and that scholar, I don't know if I am alive." ”

Wang Yuanfeng estimated that Ning Caichen was fine, but he forgot what to do, so he said, "Then let's go and see." ”