"Haha!" Jian Chen smiled proudly, his face full of spring breeze. He glanced defiantly at the sword, as if to mock her timidity.

There are six Ascending Immortal Realm Elders, and six Elders at the sixfold peak of the magic technique to make a move, what other variables can there be?

Reputation, prestige, those things Jian Chen doesn't care, what he really cares about is this Seven Nights Demon Lord who is against him everywhere, but he can't help him!

And now, this invincible demon lord has finally been suppressed under the pseudo-spirit weapon.

Qiye was restrained by the Creation Immortal Rope in the acupoints, and the true qi in his body couldn't be opened, and he became an ordinary person with no power to restrain the chicken.

"Demon Lord Qiye, now that you are a prisoner of the stairs, what else is there to say? Huh? Do you want to say a few words?" Jian Chen leaned down, very satisfied with Qiye's current situation.

Careless. Qiye didn't take care of the villain's Jianchen, he just sighed in his heart.

Since his debut, he has experienced many dangers, large and small, and he has always been very cautious, so he has not made any major mistakes.

But after the incident of Xiao Penglai and the Demon Refining Cave, his way of doing things, his personality and attitude, have changed, and he has strength, but he seems to be too arrogant.

What is the difference between the current self and the arrogant Jianchen?

Fortunately, fortunately, this time the Sword Saint Sect sent people to subdue him, otherwise if this attitude was allowed to continue and intensify, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Qiye doesn't want it, he has also become the kind of utilitarian who is empty-eyed and wants to dominate the industry, and any conspiracy and calculation is not what he wants.

Thinking of this, the faintly visible bloodshot in Qiye's eyes receded and became clear again, this time the setback did not leave a shadow in his heart, but became stronger.

This is the difference between Qiye and Jianchen.

They were originally monks in the ranks of geniuses and had a great future, but because of the different ways of doing things, they subtly changed their personalities.

This is also a kind of inner demon, there will be constant intrusion of inner demons in the process of cultivation, and if you see through it, you can soar into the sky, and if you can't see through it, you can only continue to sink in the sea of suffering.

That's why people often say that a cultivator's comprehension is more important than his qualifications, and that's the truth.

Those with high understanding can better break through the demons in their hearts, and do not be obscured by the fog of the road ahead, like a guiding light above their heads.

Even if a monk with only qualifications but a very poor temperament can advance by leaps and bounds in the early stage, the further back he goes, the higher the mountain, the more likely he is to be blown down by the mountain wind.

"What are you laughing at!" Jian Chen didn't know these thoughts in Qiye's heart, he only saw the smile on Qiye's face, and he became annoyed.

Now that you are a prisoner of the ranks, I am the one who controls your life and death, you can still laugh, are you laughing at me!

State of mind, Jianchen's state of mind has been messed up, since Xiao Penglai's setback and failure, Baixi Dan can't help him break through, not because of his potential, but because of his heart.

Without the heart of a strong man, he only knows suppression and jealousy, and he has lost the true meaning of cultivation.

When Qiye was in the Han family in Yunzhou City, he pointed out Jianchen's state, which was really to the point.

"I'm not laughing, it's just that you want me to laugh so that you can justifiably kick me a few more times without being seen by your subordinates and thinking that you don't have a 'look'. ”

"You're talking nonsense! I saw ......."

"Okay, young master, now it is the most important thing to safely escort this little devil back to the Sword Saint Sect and save your reputation. ”

The old man of Creation stopped Jianchen, who was approaching the rampage, and said it seriously, but in his heart he shook his head helplessly, if it weren't for the other party's qualifications and identity, how could he be willing to become such a person's subordinate.

Jian Chen was extremely angry, he obviously saw the smile on Qiye's face, maybe he had the mentality of kicking a few feet.

But before it was implemented, it was strangled by the seven nights!

Not only strangulation, but also smeared himself by the way, Jian Chen saw a little disappointment in the eyes of the old man of creation, and the sword behind him was full of ridicule.

"You also give me honesty, don't think that if I don't kill you now, I can do whatever I want. The old man also noticed that his words of interrupting Jianchen just now were tantamount to breaking his majesty, and in order to make amends, he added a whip to Qiye.

The whip is derived from the immortal rope of creation, and since it is called creation, it must also have a corresponding magic.

This whip whipped on Qiye's body, piercing the pain in his heart. The meridians are all sealed, and he has no true qi to protect his body, but he is just a mortal fetus.

Every time he was whipped on his body by the spirit treasure, it was a blood mark, such a blood mark, the old man of creation hit three times, and each of them was deeply visible.

"Don't mistreat our captives like this, I'm still waiting, my father gave him to me as a slave. "The sword came up at this time, blocking the fourth whip that the creator was about to swing.

Her hand caressed Nanaya's cheek, revealing a look of enjoyment and satisfaction.

If there is anyone else here who can face the old man of creation, except for Jian Chen, who he followed, there is only Jian Fengxue's own daughter.

The old man of creation was blocked by the sword in the sky, and his face was a little uncomfortable, but he still said kindly: "Miss, this demon is terrifying, just after a while, there is a true qi gathering in his body, if you don't use the creation immortal rope to break it up, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not escape." ”

The cunning old man, the shrewd old man, the old man of creation, if you want to describe it as an animal, it is a thousand-year-old fox.

He fought Qiye, not only to boost Jianchen's power, but also because he saw the faint true qi on Qiye's body, although it was not much.

Even after the immortal rope of creation controlled the meridians, there was still the true qi between heaven and earth that converged to the seven nights, and the old man of creation was surprised in his heart, but he showed no mercy in his hands.

"Jian Mantian, you still don't get out of the way, this is my captive, not your manservant!" Jian Chen looked at Jian Mantian's current expression, and for some reason he felt very uncomfortable, although he knew the antagonistic relationship with Jian Mantian, but he never thought of using his charm to conquer this half-sister.

It's a pity that the charm of a normal person is never as great as a succubus, let alone a charm emperor who was transformed by Xie Ziqing?

Jian Mantian felt the charm of Qiye, and after he was suppressed, that kind of down-and-out aristocratic temperament attracted him even more.

Why didn't she feel this way before, could it be because of the breakthrough to the Ascending Immortal Realm, the temperament of the whole person has changed? Jian Mantian was puzzled, but this did not stop her determination to keep the seven nights.

It's true that he is a demon lord, he wants to kill all the Sword Saint Sect people in the Han family, but what does this have to do with me wanting to use him as a valet?

As long as there is no cultivation, as long as the body is restricted, what else can you worry about!

"You don't have to think about it, after returning to the Sword Saint Sect, I will ask my father for it, see if he listens to you or me. Jian Mantian retorted to Jian Chen disdainfully, she was confident that Jian Fengxue would agree to her request.

A daughter who openly admits it, sometimes, is an advantage that shows his attitude as a father.

Many old guys understand this, so more than half of the people who support Sword Mantian, including the deputy sect master, and a few are waiting.

Jian Mantian had a calculation in his heart, and he wanted to return to the Demon Lord who had become a prisoner for seven nights, and there was another layer of intention.

The old man of Creation personally took action, and wanted to recover the lost reputation for Jianchen, did he have to let it go big on his side, and snatch the spoils that belonged to them, wouldn't it be a good means of suppression?

"Miss, this matter is related to the prestige of the Sword Saint Sect, please don't play with it. "Yue Sanfeng was in front of the sword mantian, no matter how arrogant he was, he had to lower his voice.

"In the Han family in Yunzhou City, he killed so many of our monks, and there were many righteous fellow Daoists who participated in the wedding banquet, how could he easily let it go!" Zhong was unconvinced and unconvinced, even if it was Jian Fengxue's biological daughter opposite, he was still outspoken.

Jian Mantian's phoenix eyes glanced at the two of them, and they half-bowed their heads, both showing their respect for her and representing their own persistence.

"Sword Saint Sect, isn't there still fewer people dying every year? The number of monks who die at the hands of their own people is twice as many as when they are facing the enemy outside!"

"As for those miscellaneous fish who want to befriend our Sword Saint Sect and send them to the wedding banquet, can they still make any big waves?

The two sentences of the sword were all over the sky, and the next words of the two people were blocked. Yes, there are many monks who die in the Sword Saint Sect every year, compared to the monks who died in the open and secret battles in the sect, and the monks who died at the wedding banquet, it is only a drop in the middle.

As for holding grievances for the righteous fellow who died, that's even more of a joke, you want to hug my thigh, but you fell to your death, can you blame me?

Yue Sanfeng and Zhong were unconvinced, they knew that they were not the opponent of the sword in terms of being able to speak well, and they didn't want to completely offend her.

"Ahem. Okay, let's wait until we return to the Sword Saint Sect and listen to the sect master's arrangement, no matter how much we talk about it here, it's useless. The old man coughed lightly, acquiescing in the plan to fill the sky.

As long as you can bring back the Sword Saint Sect and give the sword a clear look at the snow, how to deal with the seven nights, what is the explanation?

Saving Jian Chen's reputation is not to restore his lost prestige outside, but to restore his status in Jian Fengxue's mind.

As the head of a faction, Jian Fengxue can judge what kind of person can afford to take the position of the next sect master, is it a son who is hands-on and thoughtful, or is it a daughter who is greedy for men and women?

The old man's face was silent, and his heart had already blossomed.

Jian Mantian's stinky move is tantamount to digging a pit for herself to jump, even if Jian Fengxue spoils her again, her evaluation will be lowered.

"Hey, have you touched enough. Qiye turned his face away, let go of Jian Mantian's white and creamy hands, his brows furrowed, and he said unexpectedly: "You have discussed it for so long, have you asked my opinion?"

"Your opinion? You are a prisoner of the ranks, we still need to ask for your opinion?" Jian Chen was so angry by Jian Man's weather that he was even more angry when he heard that Qiye dared to be so arrogant as a prisoner.

Qiye ignored him, just raised his head and looked to both sides.

In the dense forest on both sides of the mountain road, small pebbles rolled down the hillside and rolled to their feet