Yang Zhao only needs to take a few more steps forward, enter the yellow flame mist and plunge into the mantle of the Huangquan Demon Saint, and he will inherit a world-leading achievement, become a first-class powerhouse in the world, and realize the wonderful realm of Dao and demons, but this means that he must accept the true qi of the Demon Sect.

Dao Demon Buddha communication, you can enter the gods, this kind of saying sounds wonderful, but under the gorgeous robe, ** the real world is actually still the original appearance, empowerment is the secret method of the Demon Sect, the continuation of the non-perception experience, not the realm of Taoism, can only be the real existence zài, those who absorb the aura from the heaven and earth, then this is not what is the devil?

If you want to enter the gods, you need to enter the demon first? Bai Lian also gently said that the demon Dao was the Dao of the Devil, but in the real world outside this space, the Demon Dao was still an evil existence that could not be tolerated by the world, and it was an evil that the various factions outside the southern Xinjiang were trying to destroy, not to mention the demons in the Netherworld that were even more terrible than the Demon Dao.

Yang Zhao is the true disciple of the Taixu Sect, and Xiao Bai is the only sister of the White Cloud Demon King, should he fall into the realm of this demon path for the sake of that ethereal strength?

However, if you enter the door of the Huangquan Demon Saint, become an immortal powerhouse, and have countless strength to cultivate, the ** is so fresh and powerful, can you miss this opportunity?

Yang Zhao and Xiao Bai only felt that their legs were as heavy as hanging thousands of taels of snowflake silver, and it was difficult to move a bit, Bai Lian's ears seemed to be still echoing Huang Quan's gentle tone and the wonderful meaning of the laws, his eyes were a little hollow, occasionally showing a few traces of perseverance and brightness, but they instantly turned into the pain of struggle.

Like Yang Zhao, his sea of divine consciousness was also in a state of unstable but extremely relaxed, his mind constantly oscillating with Huang Quan's teachings, oscillating between the Dharma he had learned since childhood and the netherworld exercises and pure logical judgments he had comprehended.

Inheriting the mantle of Huang Quan is an unimaginable great temptation for any cultivator, but if it is just this and **, it cannot make Bai Lian, who has a firm Dao heart, have the slightest interest in the exercises of his enemy, but he can't refute Huang Quan's words at all in his heart, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that he should throw himself into Huang Quan's arms.

Bai Lian's cold face frowned, looking very good, stretched out his left hand and poked out countless lotus flowers, as if to pull out all the shaking lotus flowers, because the foundation of the true yuan was forced to squeeze out, his tall body also began to gradually become thinner.

He muttered in a low voice, "I am a distraction of Huang Quan, and now I should return to Huang Quan's body." ”

And Xiao Bai behind Yang Zhao, his cheeks also became extremely pale at this time, his lips were pursed into a straight thin line, his beautiful ink-like eyes couldn't be focused at all, and they looked extremely scattered, and the three little tails behind him also began to flash and straighten.

The Huangquan Demon Saint did not urge, did not have impatience, looked at them calmly and gently, and a faint smile appeared on his thin ghost-like face, perhaps hoping that they would be able to throw themselves into their arms and make their own choices.

And the strong spiritual impact produced by the Void Divine Sword made Yang Zhao fall into a painful mental struggle, which and the pain caused more abruptness and instability in his mind, but it was accompanied by Yihe's extremely empty and relaxed mental state, and gradually the pain and struggle began to flow away like flowing water, and the breath that swirled in his sea of consciousness turned into warm spring water, and the relaxed and stable state of mind of Kong Ming reoccupied his body.

Negative feelings such as fear and struggle gradually faded, Yang Zhao instinctively felt very safe, the Huangquan Demon Saint Generation Great Demon, there was no need to deceive them, and it was impossible to have any plans against them, such peerless powerhouses didn't need to spend so much effort if they wanted to hurt them.

The reason that really made Yang Zhao's state of mind relaxed was **, under the mantle of this strong man, ** who understood the powerful Dao Law, and ** who was the unity of Dao and Demon.

This temptation was like a breath of looking at the heavens and the earth, slowly opening the door and slowly abandoning it in front of Yang Zhao.

Behind the door was a strange world, but it also felt very bright.

Among the three, the realm of the white lotus is the highest, proficient in the two ways of Buddha and demons, and he is just the last step away from rushing into the legendary Shinto, he has seen those really powerful powers, and he is stubborn and focused on constantly pursuing, so he feels the greatest ** at this time, but he never imagined that he would involuntarily enter the illusory dream.

Suddenly, he saw his parents who had long since died, as well as his wife and son, and then he saw Lu Xu, who was wearing a bun and carrying a long sword, and Yun Piao, who was as white as snow, Lu Xu was still a proud teenager at that time, but he was already so lonely, as time passed, Lu Xu, Yun Piaoyao and everything he saw disappeared in front of his eyes.

He became more and more lonely, like standing on the edge of a steep cliff blowing the cold mountain wind, feeling the bleak loneliness

He looked up and saw that Huang Quan was looking at him with compassion, as if he had seen through his own qiē, and he suddenly felt cold and terrified, for she felt as if the door was about to be closed in front of her forever.

"You were originally my child, come back, go back to your father. ”

Huang Quan's voice sounded in Bai Lian's ears, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he raised his steps and walked towards Huang Yan's filthy aura.

"Yes, I am your child. ”

"I'm going back to you. ”

Bai Lian walked in front of Huang Yan's filthy qi, knelt on her knees, bowed her head humbly, reverently removed all the shackles of her heart to the outside world, opened the spiritual world frankly, and touched the yellow spring in the filthy qi with her hands.

Yang Zhao is also in the world behind the door of consciousness, and his mood is quiet and empty, but the pure beauty contained in this beautiful picture always lacks the last trace of strength to let him take that step, because he stayed in front of the door for too long, his thoughts were confused, and he always vaguely felt that something was wrong.

A purple light appeared in his sea of divine consciousness, not like lightning but more like a spring rain, it turned out to be the sword shadow of the Void Divine Sword and the "Purple Void Yellow Court True Scripture" appeared in his sea of consciousness, which instantly made him really calm down, get rid of the current mental state, and think of a few points that he couldn't understand before.

If you want to take refuge under his mantle, why do you need to lure everyone like this? Could it be that a powerful person like the Huangquan Demon Saint would also be able to look down on his own people? How determined are such legendary figures, who have read the prosperity of the world and parted from life and death, how can they not let go of the hatred in their hearts, and not kill Bai Lian, and not go to Yun Piaoyao, the only living person back then, to take revenge, not to mention that he and Xiaobai have a relationship with Lu Xuan and Yun Piaoyao.

Even if you are yourself, you can not move your heart when you see so many cruel pictures, let alone such a strong person?

These doubts kept hitting his mind like raindrops, and finally converged into a certain and possibility, this strong man did not want himself and others to take refuge in his disciples at all, but wanted to absorb the cultivation of himself and others, just like those three demon cultivators.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Zhao hurriedly woke up and found that the warmth around him was like spring water, those peaceful breaths and the wonderful world behind the gate had all disappeared, and the environment was still gloomy and cold, and he understood that these people were actually controlled by Huangquan's witchcraft secret method before!

He looked towards Huang Yan's mist in shock, only to see Bai Lian kneeling in front of Huang Quan's body in the Huang Yan mist, Huang Quan's thin palm had already fallen to touch Bai Lian's pure hands, only to see the lotus flowers drift away in an instant, and a strong sense of terror instantly occupied Yang Zhao's entire body!

Xiao Bai walked in front of Bai Lian in a daze, Yang Zhao shouted and stretched out his hand to grab her, and then pulled out the Void Divine Sword in his hand as fast as he could, pointing at the generation of demon saints who were still very kind just now in the Huang Yan mist, but at this time they were eerie and ghostly demons.

The thin skin and fine bones of the old palm slowly fell on the hand of the white lotus, gently caressed, feeling the delicate touch of the soft flesh, and a trace of horror suddenly appeared in Huangquan's eyes that were as warm as spring lakes.

The kind gaze was only for a moment, and Huang Quan's withered old cheeks instantly turned into extreme fanaticism, and finally into extremely calm indifference, and there was no love in his eyes as deep as the night star.

A blood-colored aura that was not powerful but was incomparably thick sneered from the palm of the Huangquan Demon Saint.

White Lotus Huo Ran opened his eyes, looked at Huang Quan's old face that was close at hand, and felt that the lotus imprint in his sea of divine consciousness was leaking out of his body like a flood, and his body suddenly became weak, and he understood what was happening.

There was a chill in his bright eyes, and his tall body bounced like a fish, accompanied by a sharp roar, his hands continuously condensed the magic trick in the air, condensing the aura of heaven and earth around him into a phantom, and stabbed directly into the shadow of the Yellow Flame of the Huangquan Demon Saint.

The White Lotus is really a powerful being, facing this situation that no one could imagine, facing Huang Quan, who is even stronger than him on the cultivation path, he made the fastest and most correct reaction that a strong cultivator can make, his reaction is concise, direct and cold, and the shot is a ruthless way of living and dying together!

Although his cultivation had already been swallowed by the Yellow Spring, it was fortunate that he had not entered the Yellow Flame Mist, otherwise his penance that had been hidden for thousands of years would have been swallowed by this Yellow Spring Demon Sanctuary.

But what people didn't expect was that the most powerful strength he had displayed in this life completely fell into the void, because his body could not condense half of the heaven and earth aura, and the true yuan could not penetrate the body, and the lotus imprint in his hand was instantly dispersed.

There is aura everywhere in heaven and earth, and the two methods of the White Lotus Buddha and Demon have figured it out, and at this time they can't condense the true element, so there is only one and one explanation, and there is no heaven and earth aura around Huangquan's body at all! And there are many ways in the world to isolate the aura of heaven and earth, but it can make the aura of heaven and earth in a space completely disappear, and with the powerful cultivation of the white lotus, he only knows this one.

That is the last step of the Mahayana realm in the lower realm, the space of all kinds of rules!

White Lotus was only one step away from that final realm, but he couldn't resist such a shackle.

Feeling the catharsis of Zhenyuan and Zhihai, Bai Lian bowed her head and knelt weakly in front of Huang Quan, and finally gave birth to that extremely desperate look in her gradually blurred eyes.

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