There seemed to be countless people roaring and shouting in Pei Yuanjing's mind, which soon made him dizzy and his eyes were red. He stared at His Highness Qi, and in his eyes, the corners of His Highness Qi's mouth rose up, revealing a sinister and indifferent smile, as if he was mocking.
As a monk, he is still entangled in the worldly affairs of the past.
Pei Yuanjing clenched his fists, and he only had one thought at the moment, which was to kill the person in front of him who knew all about his past, and to completely put away those sins.
Pei Yuanjing attacked without mercy, and His Highness Qi also faced him.
"That monk is possessed by a demon!" Lin Jialuo came out of the spirit ship and shouted anxiously.
After a short period of healing, Ji Qiuyu and others' bodies had recovered most of their spiritual energy. At this moment, they found that the sky outside was already covered with clouds, and black mist was rising within hundreds of meters around Pei Yuanjing. Once the nearby monks were contaminated by the black mist, they would
His face showed pain, his eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, and soon he became inhuman and inhuman, as if puppets were following Pei Yuanjing's orders to attack His Highness Qi.
"What kind of evil magic has he practiced?" Yanchu asked in shock.
Ji Qiuyu's face was solemn, and he communicated with Elder Ji for a moment, and said: "My father said that it was created by an extremely powerful evil demon in the past. It is comparable to the soul-stirring technique. What he released was the resentment in his body. Once it is contaminated, it will affect the monks."
One's own negative emotions. If the monk resists, the body will become rigid and the soul will be trapped in the body, so he can only listen to the evil spirits."
"So powerful? Is there any way to solve it?" Lin Jialuo asked hurriedly.
Ji Qiuyu said: "If you are a monk with a strong mind, you can break this imprisonment and regain control of your body. Otherwise, you can only be freed when all your spiritual power is exhausted."
"Exhausted spiritual power? Wouldn't that mean that you are at the mercy of others?" Lin Jialuo replaced himself, feeling that he must not be that kind of person with a strong mind, but his spiritual energy cannot be used up. If he uses it up,
, I'm afraid it will endanger the spiritual veins and have a great impact on future cultivation.
"What are the pros and cons of being hit by such a sorcery? It's good to survive?" Ji Qiuyu knew what Lin Jialuo was thinking and immediately flew up. The black turtle turned into a huge shield to protect her.
, within a moment she rushed into the black mist and started fighting with the controlled monks.
The controlled monks were not flexible in their movements, and their spirits within the sea of consciousness were struggling fiercely. This also allowed Ji Qiuyu to quickly dodge their attacks and knock them down to the bottom of the sea one by one.
"Didn't you say that you want to exhaust their spiritual energy?" Lin Jialuo shouted.
Ji Qiuyu said: "Letting them splash around in the sea will consume their spiritual energy."
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Cheng Yuan and Lingfucao showed off their skills among the demon masters, and soon became the target of public criticism. Many demon masters joined forces to attack, intending to surround Cheng Yuan.
But at this moment, Dan saw the corners of Cheng Yan's lips raised and said with a smile: "Sorry, I'm tired, so I won't accompany you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she and Lingfucao disappeared without a trace, leaving only a group of demon masters jumping around in anger.
Not long after, Cheng Yan appeared in front of a dark mist.
"These demonic energies?" Cheng Yuan noticed something was wrong in the sky just now during the fight. The whole thing was swallowed up by the black mist, as if a huge black skeleton appeared alive, which was scary.
Countless monks fled here quickly, and some monks like Ji Qiuyu who were not afraid of demonic energy kept fighting inside.
Cheng Yan and Lingfucao 'looked at each other': "Don't care if this is demonic energy, Ah Fu, let's go!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she and the Lingfu grass transformed into one, turning into a huge green Lingfu grass, waving its green leaves and rushing into the black mist. Wherever she went, the black mist faded and the air became clean.
Fresh, leaving a light grassy scent.
"Ah Yuan, you're here!" Ji Qiuyu looked at the huge spiritual grass that appeared beside her in surprise.
Cheng Yan nodded at her and said through the message: "Have you seen His Highness Qi?"
"He's there!" Ji Qiuyu pointed in the distance and saw a white figure appearing from time to time in the thickest part of the black fog.
The next moment, a huge spiritual grass was seen rushing towards that place.
Ji Qiuyu could only shout from behind: "Be careful!"
While Cheng Yuan was galloping, he avoided catching the unconscious monks and wrapped them with leaves of Lingfu grass. After a while, the demonic energy on their bodies disappeared. The next moment they regained their consciousness, Cheng Yuan was
Throw it out quickly.
Soon, the monks outside the black mist saw that each monk was like a meteor streaking across the night sky, drawing a parabola in the sky, and then crashing into the sea.
Puff puff!
Water splashed in all directions in the sea, and soon some monks reacted and caught them in the air.
This phenomenon did not stop until after half a cup of tea.
At that time, Cheng Yan and Lingfucao once again disappeared into the black mist.
In the center of the black fog, His Highness Qi and Pei Yuanjing were going back and forth with frequent tricks.
Pei Yuanjing noticed the strangeness of His Highness Qi's body and couldn't help but sneered: "I thought you came to be my enemy as Tianchu Demon Master, but you actually became a demon clan. In this case, what do you have with me?
The difference? What qualifications do you have to slay demons here?"
His Highness Qi said calmly: "Killing demons is for the heart. Not for this body."
"What a joke. You should follow the example of your famous master and say such high-sounding words!"
His Highness Qi knew that he could not make Pei Yuanjing understand what he said with words, so he stopped talking.
Pei Yuanjing thought His Highness Qi was in the wrong and laughed even more wildly: "You are just a sanctimonious and sinister villain!"
'Snapped!'
Accompanied by the sound of a whip, Pei Yuanjing was slapped hard. He was unable to dodge, leaving a blood mark on his face.
A green light flashed before his eyes, and when he realized it, his whole body was tightly bound by countless leaves.
"No matter how nonsense you talk, how many strips will this whip have?" Cheng Yan's voice came from the blade.
"A grass demon!" Pei Yuanjing was furious.
"So what? You don't even look at your current appearance. You are neither a human nor a ghost..." The leaves turned, and a huge water mirror was erected in front of Pei Yuanjing, completely reflecting his current appearance in the water mirror.
Within the water mirror, he was tightly wrapped by countless leaves, with only one head exposed. The top of his head was messy, with black and white hair, a pale face, a green face with fangs, red eyes, and a bloody mouth open, and he was still spraying water.
Filled with a strong demonic aura.
Even though he knew what he looked like, Pei Yuanjing was frightened by his ghostly shadow in the mirror at this moment.
He, how did he become like this?
No, this is not him, no!
What's even more disgusting is that a booklet appeared next to the water mirror. The booklet is called "The Record of Heroes of Tianchu". When the booklet is opened, each one has a picture of a monk with a flying figure. Before he can see it clearly,
The book flew through countless pages and finally stopped at one page.
On that page of the picture album, there is a handsome young man in green clothes with high spirits, a handsome face, a spear in his hand, and a heroic appearance. On the right, there are big red gold characters:
[Pei Yuanjing, the leader of Central Continent, is righteous and lives up to his youth.]