Outside Doujinfang, a white figure quietly approached.

"You just think too much. With Lan Yue's cultivation, what could happen to her?" he said carelessly.

Xiao Jingyao looked at the gate of Doujinfang from a distance with a cold face.

When he absorbed the demon pool yesterday, he noticed that the demonic energy in this dome seemed to contain a lot of ghostly energy.

If the matchmaker knew that there was no hope of escape and chose to die together, I'm afraid the ghostly energy would hurt Lan Yue.

"There are people in the Transformation Stage all around, how are you going to get in?"

Remember, there were at least thirty people in the stage of transformation who just set out. It was impossible for them all to squeeze into Doujinfang. There was a high probability that some would stay to watch the door.

Xiao Jingyao sneered when he heard this, and walked towards Doujinfang, "How to enter? Enter in an open and honest manner."

When Xiao Jamyao walked to the door, the god-transforming stage in the dark quickly discovered him.

There was a hint of surprise in their eyes, "Isn't this Xiao Jingyao from Tianhua Sect? How come he is in the golden elixir stage?"

Xiao Jinyao stepped into Doujinfang with an expressionless face, and as expected, no one stopped him.

His head couldn't help but murmur, "Why didn't they really stop you?"

There was no surprise on Jamel Xiao's face. It was very simple, he just guessed people's hearts.

There is a fight between gods in the transformation stage. If an ordinary golden elixir stage breaks in, there is almost no chance of survival.

As the top of this list of heroes, he has become a thorn in the eyes of many people. If he really dies in Doujinfang this time, I'm afraid it will be too late for them to be happy.

Xiao Jamyao walked through the hall and went straight to the elegant room where the matchmaker usually stayed.

At this time, the originally exquisite door had been broken into pieces, revealing the dark door inside.

Xiao Jamyao stepped into this black door without hesitation.

On the other side, under the control of the matchmaker, the demonic energy has completely exploded, hitting Lan Yue like a frenzy.

The Powan Disk kept rotating, forming a white barrier for Lan Yue.

It's just that the demonic energy is endless, going forward one after another, quickly consuming the power of breaking the illusion.

Lan Yue frowned slightly when she saw this. After all, the greatest magic of the Illusion-breaking Pan is to destroy illusions, and defense is not its strong point.

So Lan Yue waved her left hand and said through the message: "Baby, come back."

Powanpan knew that Lan Yue would not be too big, so he turned to Lan Yue's hands without hesitation, and the white barrier disappeared immediately.

Seeing this, Lan Yue turned her right hand and the Thunder Sword was already in her hand.

The next moment, a dazzling purple light bloomed from around her, and then, a violent aura that destroyed the world and destroyed the world raged in this black space.

When the originally turbulent black energy encountered the purple light, it seemed as if it had encountered a nemesis, retreating like a tide.

"Um!?"

When the matchmaker saw this in the dark, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened. She felt a tremor from the depths of her soul from the purple light, and she couldn't help but turn pale with fright.

"What's this!?"

Lan Yue did not answer the matchmaker, and swung the Thunder Sword downwards, and a purple thunderbolt cut through the black fog, almost lighting up the entire space.

The ferocious face composed of countless demonic energies is invisible under the purple light. Even if it is as tyrannical as holding the moon, it is still terrifying at this moment.

I saw black faces entangled with each other, showing the most vicious expressions, twisting and conveying hatred, fear and killing from the depths of their souls.

At this moment, all the ugliness is infinitely magnified, and all the curses are unbridled.

Lan Yue was slightly startled when she suddenly saw a white figure walking alone in the thick black mist.

His posture was like a pine tree, as calm as strolling in the courtyard, and his picturesque brows and eyes contained a gentle smile, and he came towards her leisurely.

"Yao'er?" Lan Yue couldn't help but be a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

"Master."

Xiao Jamyao walked up to Lan Yue, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his usually deep eyes were now gentle, focused and affectionate.

In such a dark and cold environment, Xiao Jamyao seemed to be glowing slightly. His eyes were full of so much meaning that Lan Yue's heart skipped a beat.

"Yao'er?" Lan Yue didn't dare to delve into the meaning of his eyes and called out with a guilty conscience.

"Um?"

Xiao Jamyao lowered his eyebrows and smiled, leaning closer and closer.

A trace of discomfort flashed across Lan Yue's face. She looked away and was about to step back when suddenly Xiao Jamyao's voice became deeper.

"Master."

Immediately, a white light flashed, and the sharp sword intent stung people's skin. Lan Yue looked up in shock, only to see Xiao Jamgyao's originally handsome face slightly distorted.

Between his delicate brows, the deep-seated hatred seemed to turn into reality, and the unabashed disgust and hatred made Lan Yue's heart tremble.

"Poisonous woman, go to hell!"

Xiao Jamgyao suddenly burst into flames, the black energy around his body was thick, and the extreme coldness made Lan Yue's spine shiver.

The white light of Yaohua Sword was obviously the scent she was most familiar with, but at this moment it was so cold that it made her heart tremble.

Lan Yue instinctively raised the Thunder Sword to resist, and with a "clang" sound, the huge air wave dispersed in all directions.

When the matchmaker who was originally hiding in the dark saw this, a strange smile appeared on her lips.

It's really interesting, the deepest fascination and fear in Lan Yue's heart are actually the same person, and this person is also her apprentice.

Haha, I used to think that the relationship between master and disciple was unusual, but now it seems that master is not like master and apprentice is not like disciple.

It turns out that the human faces that appeared in the black mist just now are not simple. In the Dome Realm, they are called "Yingxin Faces".

If you look into their eyes, the longings and fears deep in your heart will be infinitely magnified.

Under the influence of tens of thousands of "heart-reflecting faces", even a person as strong as Lan Yue will not be immune. This is why the matchmaker is so confident.

No matter how many monks in the transformation stage come in, they will all lose their minds under the attack of "Ying Xin Lian".

At this time, Lan Yue's heart was shaken. She was looking at the gentle Xiao Jingyao at one moment, and the cruel and cruel Ghost King at the other. Her heart was stretched to the limit, and fine beads of sweat could not help but leak out from her forehead.

No...it's too wrong...

Lan Yue swung the Thunder Sword and forced Xiao Jamyao back again. The only trace of reason she had left told her that what she saw in front of her was not true!

The Moon-Landing Thunder Sword was thrust into the ground, and the delicate-faced Nascent Soul in the sea of ​​qi opened its eyes.

The next moment, Nascent Soul stretched her limbs, and countless purple thunder and lightning shot out from her body.

Lan Yue snorted, and countless purple lightnings containing the origin of thunder suddenly erupted.

"boom--"

The black space suddenly became as bright as day, and screams, roars of pain, and screams alternated, almost shaking people's eardrums.

The matchmaker's originally optimistic expression suddenly froze, a flash of fear flashed through her heart, and she exclaimed: "What the hell is this!"

Xiao Jamyao, who was still lurking in the passage, suddenly raised his head, with a hint of solemnity on his face.

Half of his head popped out of the spirit beast bag and he said in shock: "Holy crap, the origin of thunder exploded! Is Lan Yue really in danger!?"
Chapter completed!