Cangjie's black hair, which was originally flying in the wind, had become as solemn as ink. As the pink demonic aura continued to invade, the only remaining Qingming in his eyes was gradually occupied by resentment, dissatisfaction, and anger. Although he was quite arrogant and selfish before, his behavior was not very noble and kind, he would not do anything to harm the world. Everything was based on his own heart. It was the sword immortal who rode the wind to the sword and the sword immortal in the world. At this moment, this Emei sword immortal could no longer find any free and outspoken temperament, leaving only greed, anger, ignorance and hatred...

At this point, he had completely fallen into the control of the Red Corpse Demon Lord, becoming a puppet of negative emotions and **. It doesn't take much time to completely transform into a demon servant, and even the qualification to fall into the demon path. It can be seen that the Red Corpse Demon Lord is so terrible that he plays with the human mind. His consciousness is completely sealed in the depths of his soul. Lin Feng silently stares at the Red Corpse Demon Lord's every move and every frown and smile. His previous ability to control negative aura has the same effect as the Red Corpse Demon Lord. Whether it is jealous, anger, greed, pride, laziness, or greed, anger, ignorance, arrogance, doubt are all manifestations of the sins in his heart. Although the spiritual power of the Red Corpse Demon Lord is also far from the same as the Red Corpse Demon Lord, what he lacks the most is this ability to grasp the human heart. Cangjie was controlled from beginning to end.

It is easy to learn bad things and hard to learn good things. Degenerate only takes a blink of an eye, and abandoning evil and good things can never be achieved in the whole life. No matter how strong friendship and love are, they are not as strong as bondage to interests. In ancient times, parents were happy to give birth to boys: labor, and lost to give birth to girls: losing money, and biological parents are like this. What's more, everything in the world is the evil of human nature. Since its birth, everyone has hidden in their hearts, brewing the ultimate evil. The acquired practice and exercise of ordinary people are all to add protective layers to this evil, seal it, and eliminate it. The Red Corpse Demon Lord saw from a glance that Cangjie's inner defense was the weakest part, using every look, manner, and voice to break through the defensive barriers and completely detonate the evil in his heart. At best, the methods of the inner demons are just to let him know more and master the means and tools of evil.

The Red Corpse Demon Lord was born since ancient times with only a weak and unstoppable spiritual body. The energy turbulent flow contained in the strong wind may smash it. Only by staying in other people's bodies can you survive. This experience has long made the mastery of the Red Corpse's evil reach a level that ordinary people cannot reach. This is completely different from the abyss formed by all negative emotions in the world. It is full of two routes compared to the abyss formed by the strong and extreme evil infecting the evil spirits. Although the so-called technology in the face of absolute power, wisdom is just a joke, but skills and wisdom are the closeness to absolute power. If the Red Corpse Demon Lord's inner demon means promote the ability of original sin, then its power will be more than dozens of times greater. Since awakening, Lin Feng stopped attacking the seal for the first time, and focused on deeply imprinting the Red Corpse Demon Lord's every move in his mind and repeatedly analyzed.

Cang Jie, who was filled with endless hatred, looked at Chiyou's blood hole and snorted coldly and said, "You are actually holding an outstanding talent like me to guard the blood hole. Master, you are so old. Who else is qualified to be the head of Emei and command the Taoist sect in the world!"

While he was crying coldly, the blue lights that had been hovering beside him also showed the original shape of the flying sword jellyfish ice spirit: the nine-foot-long blue light, after stepping on the sword light, Cang Jie almost instantly cut through the sky and disappeared into the sky. The Red Corpse Demon Lord, who transformed into a pink elf, was sitting on his left shoulder at this moment, making a giggle, and his two slender legs swung back and forth lightly.

Unlike the magical power of demonizing Dan Chenzi in the movie by sacrificing the evil in his heart, the Demon Lord of Red Corpse is now exerting the evil in his heart, and using the secret magic of the demon world to infinitely amplify the evil and then transform it into a demon servant. The Demon Dao emphasizes control, using the evil in his heart instead of being controlled by evil. Although his strength will be slightly enhanced after being transformed into a demon servant, his strength will not be improved throughout his life. At this moment, Cangjie's Daoxin's Dao heart has been completely broken. If the Demon Lord of Red Corpse can transform him into a demon servant without any effort, but the Demon Lord of Red Corpse does not seem to want to complete the last step. Instead, he uses secret methods to fix it in his current state. Daoxin's mind has been completely destroyed and his body is still the cultivation level of the immortal family of Shangqing.

The pink petals scattered beside the red corpse brought out the fragrance of flowers. As the ice-blue light under Cangjie's feet passed through the sky, the hunters, woodcutters and past monks in the mountains couldn't help but stop when they saw this dreamy beauty. They raised their heads and stopped to watch, but no one of them could have thought that this dreamy glow would bring about a disaster.

Just when Cangjie was controlled by the Red Corpse Demon Lord, the peace of the Emei Golden Top for hundreds of years was about to be broken. As the strongest existence of the righteous path at present, even the old devil with the deepest Taoist craftsmanship did not dare to come to make trouble. As usual, several monks with the lowest backup were wandering leisurely at the mountain gate with brooms, whisks and other objects to clean up the debris. Although the effectiveness of the immortal formation is enough to ensure that there will be no dust in this place even if the sandstorm comes, the Baimei Zhenren of the Body Practice Daoxin specially set the formation to not isolate the fallen leaves and other debris in the mountains, but even so much workload can there be? It is already at the top of the cliff, and the flowers, plants and trees cultivated are considered immortal herbs and medicines to have fallen leaves.

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from the far end. The sudden sound suddenly attracted the two bored Taoist boys. One of the Taoist boys leaned against the stone pillar and shook his head suddenly opened his eyes wide, held the shoulders of his companions beside him with his left hand, raised his right hand and pointed at the sky with a diagonal expression, saying excitedly: "Senior Brother Qingfeng, Brother Qingfeng, do you think this can be the uncle and the others? Whether it is the unparalleled iron wings of Master Danchenzi or the uncle Situ Jianying's sword energy of Master Chongxiao, I will become their swordsman and a proud and proud sky in the future!"

The monk who was called Qingfeng looked much older than him in age, and he seemed to have been practicing Taoism for a while, but the true energy in his body was not much thicker than the little Taoist boy beside him. He lay beside the green pine and basked the sun. He felt the breeze and fell asleep in a daze. At this moment, he was suddenly woken up by a sudden waking up. After slapped the little hand on his shoulder, he squinted his left eye and yawned, and said slowly: "Just based on you? He has no background relationship and is not a talented cultivation.

How could a genius achieve such a success? When I was in the beginning, Qinglanzi was still my senior brother, but I couldn't resist having a good father. He wanted to have a martial arts and magic medicines. It is said that not only the Sword Qi Lingkong Technique, but even the Master of the "Nine Heavens Xuan Sutra" gave him that year. I don't want you to have your senior brother. I have only obtained the first three levels of the "Sword Qi Lingkong Technique" for more than 60 years. I think you can fight to the level of flying with your own sword within a hundred years. It's good to have your own flying sword." Say it, close your eyes and doze.

All those who could be brought into the door wall by Emei were skeletons and extremely intelligent people. After hearing Qingfeng's complaint, the little Taoist boy quickly figured out the interests. He lowered his head helplessly and sighed, ignoring the sound of swords in the clouds in the sky. In their eyes, this was nothing more than those noble uncles who had gained something outside, or had found something to report to the master. It had nothing to do with him, but what they didn't expect was that the master who was in charge of the sword light was not the uncles who were not even from Emei, but a man.

The strange monk wearing a yellow background and white pattern Taoist robe, the Taoist robe on this strange monk was not even the costumes of the sects of Kunlun and Qingcheng. The person who came seemed to be just unknown small sects or casual cultivators. The eyebrows were simply provoking Emei. You should know that it was a very unreasonable act to break in without reporting. If these small sects want to come to worship the mountain, they must first hand out the prayer letter. After approval is approved, they can go up the mountain at the prescribed time. This is always the right that the heads of major sects, elders or secluded immortals have.
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