The super-righteous me turned into an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 167
"No, this is not the move our Yin Yang Dao professor gave Bai Yujing." Hearing Suo Qingqiu's question, Yang Yuweiwei quickly denied it.

Although Suo Qingqiu didn't see any emotion on his expression.

But he had just learned about Suo Qingqiu's dark heart not long ago, and now he dare not let Suo Qingqiu think that their Yin-Yang Dao deliberately reserved him.

"Boss, Bai Yujing was not established by my Yin-Yang Dao, they have their own complete inheritance."

"After I occupied the magpie's nest and controlled Bai Yujing, we didn't pay attention to their own skills and moves."

Hearing Yang Yuweiwei's explanation, Suo Qingqiu nodded indifferently.

What interested him was the figure summoned by Elder Bai Yujing just now. It was obviously the Giant Spirit God, Marshal Canopy and Tianhe Water Army.

As long as the source of the move is clarified, as for Yang Yuweiwei's guesses, it is completely a villain's heart and a gentleman's belly.

Just between the two asking and answering, the frantic sword-browed old man finally repaired his inscription sword simply.

With a distressed face, he carefully stroked the sword in his hand repeatedly, and whispered softly to the sword: "Baby, I made you suffer. Just wait, I will make you back to normal soon."

"Now, I'll avenge you first, be good, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, ignoring the strange eyes of the people around him, he waved his hand heavily, pointed his finger at Bai Yujing, and said through gritted teeth: "I order you, now, immediately, send me all the people in this damn sect Everyone is disabled."

"No one is allowed to die, not even suicide!"

"I want them to live and die!"

After he finished shouting, he found that there was no movement behind him, so he looked back suddenly.

The three masters behind him didn't move at all, they just stared at him with frowns.

He naturally knew why these people didn't move.

To act now is to give all Bai Yujing's people to him as sword slaves.

Sending these people to Mingjian Mountain as sword slaves and giving them to him as sword slaves will bring completely different gains.

What they want is Mingjianshan's friendship or favor.

The reason why he, a god, can make the three main gods respect him is because of Mingjianshan's identity.

What he is going to do now has a little conflict with the interests of Mingjianshan, and the three of them will naturally weigh the gains and losses over and over again.

On weekdays, he would naturally find a way to communicate with the three of them and find a solution that satisfies both parties.

But now, his treasure, his true love, was lying in his hands in ruins. If he let him wait any longer, then he would be nothing more than a man.

He stared at the three of them with a grim expression, and said in a cold tone: "If you don't help me now, when I go back to report, I will definitely try my best to provoke the relationship between you and the mountain."

"Do you think Shanli will send another deacon for you to verify whether what I said is true or not?"

"Now, immediately, immediately, send someone to break through this damned sect and beat them all to death."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three main gods changed instantly.

Although they are also sects that control one side of the Immortal Territory, they are already strong among the numerous small forces in the Eastern Immortal Territory.

But in the eyes of Ming Jianshan, they are not worthy of having their own names.

For Mingjian Mountain, only sects that control more than five fairylands are eligible to be valued by them.

Only Bai Yujing's power could be recorded by them.

Existence like them, if it wasn't for offering the general disciples in the sect as sword slaves, and promising to contribute all the proceeds after breaking Bai Yujing to Mingjian Mountain.

They may not agree to stand on the platform for themselves and others, and help them calm down various situations that may arise after breaking through Bai Yujing.

This can be seen from the fact that Mingjian Mountain only sent one deacon.

If the deacon is really determined to drag them into the water regardless of his own task evaluation.

There was really nothing they could do.

After the three of them looked at each other helplessly for a while, they turned their heads and shouted at the elders, deacons and others who followed them in battle, "Didn't you hear what your lord said, don't do it yet!"

Seeing the compromise of the three, the sword-browed old man had a distorted smile on his face: "It would have been better if it had been like this earlier, don't worry, you won't suffer the loss in vain."

"I went back to the mountains, and I will do my best to keep the mountains from changing their decision to protect your three factions."

The three main gods knew from the bottom of their hearts that a deacon who had been traveling all year round had great authority for them, and he was a very big person.

But after returning to the mountain gate, no one will pay attention to it.

Even the arrogance of some sects would treat them as nothing.

But they have lost the right to choose, so they can only keep deceiving themselves that this old man has certain connections in the mountain gate that can help them return to Mingjian Mountain.

Seeing the expressions of the three main gods returning to respect, the sword-browed old man's eyes flashed with pride.

A bunch of country trash, so what if they have nothing to do.

What is the most important thing in this cultivation world?

background!

While the old man was communicating with the three main gods, everyone in Bai Yujing had different expressions.

Many disciples finally couldn't bear the repeated stretching of their minds this day, and the strings in their hearts completely collapsed.

Kneeling while crying.

Throwing away all the fairy artifacts on his body, he kept shouting loudly, begging the sword-browed old man to give them another chance to be ordinary sword slaves.

There were also many disciples who silently took out their fairy artifacts, gathered around the main building, and began to chant their best spells.

Some disciples even stood directly beside Yu Qingya and asked Yu Qingya to preside over the formation.

Elder Bai Yujing, who was already exhausted, looked at Yu Qingya helplessly: "Boy, I think you are usually very clever."

"You suddenly stood up this time, I thought you had something behind."

"After waiting for a long time, I didn't get anything."

"Don't tell me you kid, you took the initiative to stand up out of your loyalty to Bai Yujing."

Yu Qingya clenched his fists tightly with both hands, took a deep breath, and then waved his arms, so that the black coat behind him unfolded in the wind, and the word "justice" completely stretched out.

"Elder Miao, put your heart in your stomach, and soon you will see my successor."

After finishing speaking, Yu Qingya shouted loudly to the many disciples of Bai Yujing in front of him: "All disciples, listen to my order and form an formation!"

The disciples of Bai Yujing in front of him didn't say much, they moved quickly, and all of them finished within a moment.

Yu Qingya tightened his coat tightly with both hands, then without hesitation walked towards the path specially set aside for him by the crowd, and walked towards the eye of the formation.

A mortal standing at the eye of the formation, Yu Qingya naturally knows what will happen to him if the formation is broken.

But now that he has gambled to this point today, he no longer hesitates, and puts everything in his hands.

If you lose, it will be regarded as a failure to cross the tribulation in the demon space.

If he wins, he will have an extremely bright future.

Seeing Yu Qingya's actions, Elder Miao leaned on his waist and quietly straightened his back: "Tsk, back then I thought he had no sense of belonging to Bai Yujing, and he only cared about interests. I didn't expect this kid to be the one with the most confidence at the critical moment." take charge."

"I hope the backhand you mentioned really exists."

"As long as we get through today's difficulties, I, Miao Zichan, will take you as an apprentice and teach you Bai Yujing's real housekeeping skills."

As soon as Elder Miao finished speaking, a big hand patted his shoulder: "I don't care who you entrust Bai Yujing's housekeeping skills to."

"But remember to take a look at it before handing it over to me. I'm quite interested in your move just now."

Miao Zichan hurriedly looked back, only to see that Suo Qingqiu, who had just become Bai Yujing's actual owner today, was standing behind him with Yang Yuweiwei.

He frowned and looked at Suo Qingqiu suspiciously and asked: "Little friend, you only have the cultivation level of a false god, so it's better not to get involved."

"There are several darkrooms in the main building. If you hide in secretly now, you may escape by relying on their unfamiliarity with Bai Yujing."

Suo Qingqiu gave him a strange look, stretched out a finger and pointed his nose: "Elder Miao, do you think I look like a fool?"

"If there is such a possibility, someone has already hid in."

"Are you aware that I might be Yu Qingya's backer, and you came here on purpose to gain favor?"

"Compared to Yu Qingya, your technique is a bit immature."

Elder Miao, who was overwhelmed, didn't show any embarrassment at all. He smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "After all, it turns out that others are flattering me. I haven't practiced this skill before."

"I will definitely learn from Yu Qingya when I have free time."

"Speaking of which, how do you, a false god, plan to break the situation? If you have any backhands, hurry up and use it?"

"At the moment, only those softies surrender. I'm afraid there will be a real fight in a while, and some good seedlings will not be able to hold on to their Dao heart."

"After all, despair is contagious."

Suo Qingqiu laughed, and gently stretched out his sun-gloved hand and snapped his fingers at Miao Zichan: "Then you can watch it."

With Suo Qingqiu snapping his fingers, his spirit visibly weakened.

Those three disciples who were rushing towards Bai Yujing, the old man with sword eyebrows and the three main gods, also withered away with his spirit.

In Bai Yujing, no matter the disciples who were actively preparing for the battle, or the disciples kneeling begging for mercy, all raised their heads at this moment to see a spectacular sight that had never been seen in the sky - the rain of gods.

The eyes of the enemy gods kept flickering with fire, and the cultivation base of the whole body was completely lost, turning into existences like mortals.

If it weren't for the hypocrisy gods' physical bodies meeting the standard, many people would be killed by the wave of falling from the sky alone.

The reason why such a strange scene is achieved is naturally the effect of the skill "Burning God" in the sun glove that Suo Qingqiu just got.

In Suo Qingqiu's eyes, Bai Yujing was already his property, and it was naturally inappropriate to use "flames burning the sky" to clear the screen.

Therefore, the group control technique "Burning God" with a large enough range of action became his first choice.

However, although the effect of "Burning God" was good, the consumption of the true spirit still exceeded Suo Qingqiu's expectation.

Although Suo Qingqiu is not required to use the energy of "Burning God", the large-scale true spirit detection and simultaneous marking of enemies and friends still consumes Suo Qingqiu's true spirit, which is very strong for a false god.

Looking at the magnificent scene in front of him, Suo Qingqiu smiled at Miao Zichan implicitly, and asked: "I wonder if this hand might look like Elder Miao's eyes?"

"Can Elder Miao be relieved?"

Miao Zichan stared blankly at the enemies grafted on the Fukong Mountain of Baiyujing in various postures, and it took him a while to recover.

He didn't care about responding to Suo Qingqiu's teasing, and shouted loudly to Bai Yujing's disciples who were still in a daze: "Why are you standing there, hurry up and kill all these grandchildren!"

Yu Qingya was the first to realize that he controlled the formation and was about to cleanse the enemy, but he heard Suo Qingqiu shouting loudly with the sound reinforcement function of the Sword Throne: "Catch them all, they will live."

After shouting to expand the sword field, a teleportation came to Yu Qingya's side: "It seems that you have no room to resist when you were imprisoned before."

"There must be a way to control them."

Hearing Suo Qingqiu's question, Yang Yuweiwei responded aloud: "Boss, there is my secret method of Yin-Yang Dao in that dungeon."

"Even ordinary immortal emperors in the cell cannot make any effective defenses inside."

"And we specially reinforced it with space rules inside, so it can completely hold these people."

"Leave it to us in Yin Yang Dao."

Before Suo Qingqiu could reply, Yu Qingya in front of him raised a question to Suo Qingqiu: "Immortal Lord Order."

After finishing speaking, he instructed the disciples who formed the formation with him around him: "Put all those people into the dungeon according to the arrangement of the Immortal Lord."

Then he turned his head to Mo Huang again.

Seeing Yu Qingya's expression, Mo Huang ran towards the distance knowingly.

Just relying on the formation of these disciples is not fast enough to work, he needs to notify those brothers who became mortals with them to work together.

Although they have become mortals in the eyes of the gods, what they lose is only the additions brought by the rules and the way of heaven.

The basic skills are still there, they can still fly and move people.

Seeing Yu Qingya who had gone away and started to get busy, Suo Qingqiu turned to Yang Yuweiwei and asked strangely: "You are such a big Immortal Emperor Dongxiao, why do you always want to bully children?"

"How could you want to compete with him with your confidence in Yin and Yang?"

Yang Yuweiwei scratched her cheek in embarrassment: "Boss doesn't know something."

"I've watched this child grow up."

"From the very beginning, I thought he had a very good foundation, and I wanted to train him well."

"I have always trained him as Bai Yujing's most important disciple."

"But this kid doesn't know what to think. He always feels that someone is going to harm him, and he is pushed out to prevent someone from disaster."

"From the day he thought of this situation, he has never practiced well."

"All my thoughts are on intrigue and conspiracy."

"Originally, with his talent, now the minimum should be a low-level cultivation of the God Realm."

"But look at him now."

"After persuading him a few times and hinting a few times that he didn't believe it, I found out."

"If you want this kid to do things with peace of mind, you have to follow his guess, and let him feel that when he guesses right, he will be full of motivation."

"Look, I just said a few words, and he went to work by himself."

"In the future, as long as you want him to do things, just leave it to me."

"I kept him motivated, and he completed the task with [-]% enthusiasm."

Suo Qingqiu looked at Yang Yuweiwei strangely.

Such a proud expression, such doting eyes.

Immortal Emperor Dongxiao wouldn't really regard Yu Qingya as a junior, would he?
Thinking that both sides are the inheritance of his own incense and divine way, Suo Qingqiu warned aloud: "It's fine to let him do things, but you can't let go of preaching and strength."

Yang Yuweiwei didn't even dare to speak.

Just when everyone thought that the winning ticket was in their hands, nineteen rays of light rose from the open space in front of the main building of Baiyujing, and a weak female voice sounded softly: "Are you the one who cast the spell?"

(End of this chapter)