dandy prince

After a long silence, Shu Jun said: "Here, we will see everything that we imagined in our minds. Whether you believe it or not, those scenes are the ones you have always imagined in your mind." After a pause, he said : "As long as we can restrain ourselves, don't fantasize about those scenes, stabilize our minds, and defeat the inner demons, we can leave here."

"Defeat the heart demon?" Sikong Jianheng looked half-understood, thinking to himself, after coming here for so long, all he has seen is drinking with a beautiful woman in his arms. And the drunkard?Sikong Jianheng thought to himself, sweat burst on his forehead.

Shu Jun nodded slowly, "That's right, that's right. It's a pity that my demons are too heavy. Even if I know the way to get out of here, I still can't defeat my demons."

"My lord, if even you can't defeat the inner demon, then even I can't." Sikong Jianheng said a little disappointed.

Shu Jun shook his head and denied, "Jianheng, you are wrong. Although my cultivation base is far higher than yours, the inner demon is also far heavier than you. So, maybe you can defeat the inner demon."

Hearing this, Sikong Jianheng looked at Shu Jun incredulously, and asked in surprise: "My lord, is this true or false?"

Shu Jun smiled wryly, glared at him, and said, "It's about this time, what did I lie to you for!"

Sikong Jianheng chuckled, and said: "Since that's the case, then I'll quickly enter meditation, defeat the inner demon, and leave here with my lord as soon as possible!"

"Jianheng, even if you defeat the heart demon, I can't leave here." There was a wry smile on the corner of Shu Jun's mouth.

"Why?" Sikong Jianheng asked in confusion, "Didn't my lord say that we can leave here as long as we defeat the inner demon?"

Shu Jun nodded and said, "That's right, that's true. But you defeated the demons, and you left alone. Unless I defeat the demons like you, I won't be able to leave."

Hearing this, Sikong Jianheng was startled, and couldn't help complaining: "What kind of shit is this, there is such a saying!"

Shu Jun looked helpless, and said with a wry smile: "This is the strength of Yin Yang Umbrella, coupled with the strong cultivation base of the iron face, the formation formed by ordinary people is difficult for ordinary people to break. After all, in this world, people who can defeat their own demons, Not many."

"My lord, no matter what, let's give it a try!" This time, Sikong Jianheng was full of confidence, "My lord, the people outside are still waiting for us to go back. Only when we go out can we help them!"

Seeing Sikong Jianheng change his usual laughing appearance, Shu Jun was slightly moved, "Okay! Jianheng! No matter what! Let's try it!"

Sikong Jianheng was overjoyed, sat down cross-legged, and said: "Master, I hope we go out together!"

Shu Jun nodded, then closed his eyes, and began to concentrate on one point, quietly looking at the pictures that flashed before his eyes.

"What exactly do you want?" Looking at the blood-stained scene in front of him, that voice began to echo in Shu Jun's mind again.

"What I want is what I like to want! There is no answer!" Shu Jun didn't want to think any more, and said what was on his mind without thinking at all.

"Is this what you want?" The voice sounded again, and the scene in front of him changed, and countless innocent souls floated up from the pile of bones and flew towards Shu Jun.

The sound of howling ghosts and wolves filled Shu Jun's eardrums, making him have a splitting headache.

"For what you want alone, do you have to sacrifice so many people?"

"I just don't want more people to sacrifice!" Shu Jun's forehead was covered with sweat, and the sweat on his back soaked his clothes, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted on answering.

Countless ghosts entangled Shu Jun tightly, and the creepy voice pierced into his ears, as if tens of thousands of poisonous insects were devouring his heart.That feeling is really indescribable.

The sweat on his forehead fell drop by drop.Shu Jun's face also became paler.The wronged soul still haunts him.Those are soldiers who lost their lives on the battlefield, and once they are successful, they will die. For the honor of one person, many people will always be sacrificed.

But, was Shu Jun's choice wrong?It is true that he wants to establish a cultivation dynasty of his own, but that is only to bring good luck to more people.Is it wrong to do so?

The inner struggle far outweighed the physical pain.That voice kept lingering in Shu Jun's mind, trying to make Shu Jun give up the dream he had always insisted on.But no matter how difficult it was, Shu Jun never gave up his belief!

Even if I don't do this, others will cause chaos in this world. What I do is just for the common people in the world to have a stable place to live!

Do it, yes!

Suddenly, Shu Jun shouted loudly, and opened his eyes suddenly!

"Sword shape! Be careful!" Zhong Mo's ancient sword flicked, shooting out a rain of swords, rolling towards Tie Mian's back one after another.Tie Mian didn't turn his head back, and raised his hand casually, the raindrops falling from the sky suddenly condensed into a huge block of ice behind his back, like a solid shield, although it was crushed by Zhong Mo's sword light.But when Jianmang went to shoot Tie Mian, Tie Mian had already left that place.

Seeing that his move failed, Zhong Mo was not discouraged, he straightened his ancient sword, and went up to meet him again.Seeing Zhong Mo attacking Tie Mian from behind, Ye Jianxing turned his long sword, intending to attract Tie Mian's attention from the front, so that Zhong Mo could take advantage of it.

"Iron face! Come and play with your uncle!" Ye Jianxing yelled, and with a flick of the long sword, it turned into countless flying swords and rushed towards the iron face.

Tie Mian sneered, and danced with fist shadows all over the sky, surrounding himself.When the shadow of the fist completely surrounded the iron surface, suddenly the golden light shone brightly, and the wind of the fist formed countless air knives, which shot out from all directions.

Seeing how powerful the opponent was, Ye Jianxing gritted his teeth angrily.Seeing the fist knife attacking, but had to dodge, he could only curse and move the flying sword in his hand to block the fist knife.

Zhong Mo, who attacked Tie Mian from behind, had to stop and began to resist.Taking advantage of the moment when Zhong Mo paused, Tie Mian leaned forward suddenly, stretched out his long arms, and grabbed Ye Jian's shoulder.

After Ye Jianxing saw it, he sneered in his heart, and cursed: "Okay! Let me chop off your arm!" Before he finished speaking, the sword turned and slashed towards Tie Mian's arm.But before the long sword touched Tie Mian's arm, Tie Mian's arm suddenly changed its direction and avoided the night sword-shaped long sword.

Ye Jianxing was taken aback, before he could react, there was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and then, his chest was struck by lightning, several bones were broken, and Ye Jianxing's blood gushed out like a paper kite with a broken thread , flew out.

"Sword shape!" Zhong Mo yelled angrily when he saw Ye Jianxing's arms being broken by Tie Mian, "Tie Mian! I want your life!" This time, Zhong Mo was completely shocked by Tie Mian. His ancient sword sent out a storm-like offensive, intending to slay the iron face with the sword.

Ye Jianxing fell to the ground with a bang, lying on the ground straight, and never got up again.After Luo Jiutian saw it, he ran over quickly, helped up Ye Jianxing, who was covered in blood, and asked with concern: "Jianxing, how are you?"

Ye Jianxing raised his heavy eyelids, and forced a wry smile from the corner of his mouth, "Military Master, that man in the iron mask is too damn powerful!" As he spoke, he moved his broken arms, and suddenly, there was a sharp pain, The painful Yejian bared his teeth and cracked his mouth.

"Jian Xing, don't move around, I'll set your bones!" Luo Jiutian said anxiously, putting his arms on Ye Jian Xing's arms to set his bones.

After a while, Luo Jiutian healed all the fractures on Ye Jianxing's body, but he no longer had the strength to fight against the iron face.To be on the safe side, Luo Jiutian could only ask the surrounding sergeants to help Ye Jianxing down to avoid being killed by the iron face.

"Mousse, what's the situation?" The eldest prince looked anxious, fixed his eyes on Zhong Mo who was fighting fiercely with the iron mask, and asked, "Can Zhong Mo beat this man in the iron mask?"

Sun Mouce shook his head worriedly, "My lord, even Shu Jun can barely draw with Tie Mian, and Zhong Mo may have some difficulty."

Hearing this, the eldest prince said to the few monks guarding around him: "I don't need your protection, go, go up and help Zhong Mo, and kill that man in the iron mask together!"

"My lord, how can that be? What if the man in the iron mask comes and attacks us?" Sun Mouce shouted anxiously.

The eldest prince glanced at him, shook his head and said, "I've already made up my mind, let's go!"

Several monks looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't know what to do.Sun Mouce sighed, waved his hands, and said, "Since my lord said so, you go!"

Hearing what Sun Mouce said, dozens of monks flew towards the high wall without any hesitation.At this time, Zhong Mo and Iron Face were fierce.Although Zhong Mo's attack was fierce, but the iron face was tight-fisted.In less than a moment, Zhong Mo had already seen his downfall.

Seeing that Zhong Mo was dying, dozens of monks under the eldest prince rushed over and surrounded the iron dough.Immediately, Zhong Mo's pressure decreased, and he took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Okay! It's just in time!" Seeing that he was surrounded by people, Tie Mian was not afraid at all, "Today, I will go on a killing spree!" After saying that, with a long laugh, he sacrificed his strongest Taoist weapon, the Yin-Yang Umbrella !

In the Yin Yang Umbrella, Shu Jun and Sikong Jianheng have been imprisoned.Although it can no longer be opened to imprison others, its power is still not to be underestimated.

The cultivators under the First Prince's subordinates are not low in cultivation, so their skills are naturally not weak.Coupled with the master Zhong Mo, the situation became stalemate.

The battle outside is still going on fiercely.The only thing that made Luo Jiutian feel gratified was the army of Qianlin Xiancheng, who fought bravely and cooperated very tacitly.It seems that under the training of the Eternal Peak, these soldiers have become a unique army.

However, it was Shu Jun and Sikong Jianheng who worried Luo Jiutian.I don't know how the two are doing now.Is it true that as Iron Face said, he has already lost his life under his hands?

Although Luo Jiutian believed that Shu Jun would not die, but Shu Jun hadn't seen Shu Jun for so long, he still couldn't help worrying.

"Jiutian!" The eldest prince waved to Luo Jiutian who was in the distance.

After Luo Jiutian saw it, he dragged his weary pace and walked over.

"Hasn't Shu Jun appeared yet?" The First Prince asked nervously.

Luo Jiutian sighed and shook his head, "Not yet."

Hearing this, the eldest prince couldn't help asking: "Could it be that both Shu Jun and Sikong Jianheng died at the hands of Tie Mian?"

"No! Definitely not!" Luo Jiutian denied, "Shu Jun and Sikong Jianheng will definitely not die! I believe it!" Luo Jiutian's eyes flashed a confidence that he had never had before. trust.

Seeing Luo Jiutian's words were so firm, both the eldest prince and Sun Mouce couldn't help but be infected by his confidence.

"I believe in Jiutian's words, Master Shumen will not die!" Sun Mouce said, "He will definitely come back!"