Fu Bingyan had always thought, so what if she could stop Su Hanfang at this time? With Su Hanfang's current temperament, sooner or later she would still not be able to tolerate Shang Xue, the Mengling Immortal, and the Xueyang Palace.
Dirty.
Even if she can prevent Su Hanfang from this disaster this time, as long as Su Hanfang's character does not change, then the devil next to him will get his wish sooner or later.
Shaking his head, Fu Bingyan's eyes were filled with confusion and confusion.
"I remember she wasn't like this before. Why on earth -"
In the past, Su Hanfang was also upright and could not see filth, but she would not be so extreme. She would take care of some things that she could not understand, and would deliberately avoid them if she could not. She would not go to this point.
But for some unknown reason, Su Hanfang's temperament has suddenly changed over the past few decades. Her eyes can only tolerate good and cannot see any evil.
But there is no absolute good or evil in this world.
I didn't expect to hear the answer at first, but the next moment, I heard 'Ren Shanhe' next to him said calmly: "Actually, it's very simple. It's nothing more than being held hostage by one's own skills. The nature of the Yuanshi Demon Hunting Sutra is that the most yang is the most powerful yang.
The air of inflammation
, swallowing and purifying all evil spirits and evil spirits, so as to suppress all evil desires and evil thoughts with a pure and pure heart. However, if a person who practices this skill is not upright and his mind is no longer pure and pure, how should he suppress these evil spirits and evil thoughts?
"
"What does the devil mean?"
Fu Bingyan's face was already as pale as paper: "If she doesn't follow the restrictions and guidelines of the Yuanshi Demon Hunting Scripture, she will surely become a demon?"
"That's it. The current Ziyang Snow Fairy has long been controlled by this technique. The Taoist heart she upholds now is no longer her original intention."
Zhuang Wudao glanced at Fu Bingyan sideways and said meaningfully: "You are very smart and did not show up to stop her. Now she has long since disowned her relatives and thinks that everything she does is absolutely correct and she is doing justice on behalf of heaven.
Even you, if you block her way, you will be killed with one sword. Just so as not to release the demon in your heart——"
In fact, now that Su Hanfang has fallen into such a situation and can only persist in this obsession, isn't she already possessed by a demon?
No matter what choice you make, you can't escape from his clutches. You can only fall, you can only sink. The ending of being infected by his demon is doomed.
"How could this happen?"
Fu Bingyan took a breath of cold air, and then seemed to realize something again, with complicated eyes: "How does the Demon Lord know the Yuanshi Demon Hunting Scripture?"
Su Hanfang's unexpected encounter with the Yuanshi Demon Hunting Scripture has been kept secret. Even within the Xueyang Palace, only a few people knew about it.
But this demon king not only knew it, but also seemed to know the nature of this technique like the back of his hand.
"If I said that I learned about it by chance, fellow Taoist Fu would definitely not believe it. But now, it doesn't matter what the truth is."
Zhuang Wudao put his hands behind his back and stared at the ever-changing golden sword light in the distance, his eyes filled with wonder: "I really didn't expect that after she combined the Yuanshi Demon Hunting Sutra with the Purple Sun Divine Sword,
, will push the body's physical strength and Tao fruit to such an astonishing level."
In terms of overall strength and cultivation, Su Hanfang may be far behind Demon Lord Tianlan. But if the two sides really fight, I'm afraid the latter will not be Su Hanfang's opponent.
The Purple Yang Divine Sword is so fast that even he who masters the Law of Destiny and Cause and Effect is deeply afraid of it. It is almost to the point of breaking through the Taixu Time Sequence and breaking through Destiny Britain——
At this time, in the Xingxuan Realm, there are only two people under the Spiritual Immortals who can gain his approval and can stand alongside him in the same realm.
The first one is Nie Xianling. The art of timing makes him immortal, and if he can also practice some art of cause and effect. As long as he does not try to reverse the destiny, even the dragon of destiny will not be able to do anything in the future.
The second is Su Hanfang, who has perfected the method of golden light of the sun to the extreme. It also gives her the possibility to transcend the void of time and even the law of fate and cause and effect.
The limit of the golden light of the great sun can also be infinite——
Fu Bingyan felt a chill in her heart. No matter how powerful Su Hanfang was with the Yuanshi Demon Hunting Sutra and the Purple Yang Divine Sword, what could she do?
Even though he has a high level of martial arts and unparalleled magical power, he is still a butterfly falling in a spider web. No matter how hard he struggles, no matter how hard he tries, he cannot escape from Zhuang Wudao's hands.
There is a 90% chance that the so-called Yuanshi Demon Hunting Scripture is the plan laid out by this demon king.
As her thoughts turned, Fu Bingyan felt that all hope had been lost, but at the same time, she finally made a decision in her heart.
"I wonder if the promise the previous Demon Lord made to me is still valid?"
"Is that the promise?"
Zhuang Wudao looked back with a smile but not a smile: "Are you ready to give up, fellow Taoist Fu? Even if Shang Xue escapes into Xueyang Palace, he may not be able to save his life. What will be the final result?
Easy to say. It’s like Fu Bingyan
No sect would give up on such a disciple easily. Maybe the Dream Spirit Immortal has a way to get the best of both worlds. And for her, falling into that fate, being infected by other people's demons, she would actually be better off living.
It would be better to die."
"Is the Demon Lord mocking Bingyan's wisdom? At this point, how can there be any possibility of recovery?"
Fu Bingyan shook her head, her eyes hesitating only slightly before she regained her determination: "For Junior Sister Hanfang, it is indeed better to be alive than to be dead. However, in my opinion, I can't bear her passing away like this.
If he can save his life, he will at least have a chance to break free from the shackles in the future. And since the Demon Lord is determined to capture Junior Sister Hanfang no matter what, then Bingyan, instead of making hopeless resistance, might as well do her best for Junior Sister.
Strive for the best result.”
"I see--"
Zhuang Wudao nodded slightly, indicating his agreement: "Fairy Fu is indeed a woman with seven exquisite orifices. This is indeed the smartest way to do it. Don't worry, I made a promise to you, and since I promised you, I will never break my promise."
At this point, the two of them stopped talking in a tacit agreement, and only looked at the direction in which Su Hanfang and Shang Xue were leaving.
And just a moment later, Zhuang Wudao felt something. He looked up at the sky, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
The movement came from outside the realm, and the arrival of immortals caused some of the power of laws in this realm to spontaneously begin to repel it.
Sensing this inspiration, most of the people who came were Dream Spirits and Han Ling, the two immortals. They came directly through the void passage in the spiritual world. They came very quickly. There were also more than a dozen lights and shadows in the direction of Xueyang Palace.
It's flying through the sky very quickly.
At this time, all the roles are in place. Zhuang Wudao can't wait for this big drama to take place.
For Xueyang Palace, this will be the beginning of a nightmare!
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At this time, the golden ice shadow in the sky was chasing and escaping, and it was less than four thousand miles outside Xueyang Palace. The sound of weapons clashing could be heard constantly, and the ice jade cold mirror in front of Shang Xue also appeared.
A trace of crack appeared. Under the continuous impact of the golden sword light, this fairy treasure was only one step away from being shattered.
At this time, all Shang Xue's death-defying techniques had been exhausted, and Su Hanfang's fourth Red Sun Slashing Immortal Sword had already shot through the air. She was still 3,400 miles away from Xueyang Palace, but she
Has fallen by Su Hanfang's sword.
But just when the golden sword light was about to pierce through, the sound of angry scoldings that the two of them were familiar with came out from the void.
"presumptuous!"
As a ray of ice-blue brilliance fell, the golden sword light was instantly frozen. Then the icy cold breath expanded instantly, spreading to a thousand miles away. Within a thousand miles radius,
All turned into ice country.
Fortunately, Xueyang Palace has been fighting for tens of thousands of years, and there are no people near the mountain gate. Otherwise, just this attack will wipe out all the creatures here!
"Is it the Dream Spirit Immortal?"
Shang Xue's face was full of surprise and disbelief. She was saved from a desperate situation, making her almost think that everything in front of her was an illusion. However, the chill that spread crazily and came over told her that Meng Ling
The arrival of the Immortal cannot be more real.
After being ecstatic, Shang Xue remembered that the situation in front of him was still difficult. It was difficult for him and Su Hanfang to have both sides at this time. He couldn't help but dimmed his eyes, and saluted solemnly in the sky: "Disciple Shang Xue, I would like to invite you both to come.
Immortal Saint Ann!”
Su Hanfang also stopped, with a look of unwillingness and annoyance in her eyes. But when the two elders of the master's sect came, she still did not make any mistake and continued to attack Shang Xue. Instead, she bowed with the same respect: "Disciple Han
Fang, I have met the two senior sisters."
Shang Xue is only a true descendant, so she can only be called the two immortals. But she is the saint of Xueyang Palace, so she can only be called senior sister.
In just a moment, two women's figures appeared in the void. Both were dressed in lavender gauze, elegant and refined, with extraordinary grace. However, at this time, the originally jade-like snow-like faces had a livid expression.
The wonderful eyes were powerful, the anger was like a tide, and the vast spiritual thoughts were overwhelming thousands of miles. The two people below were both stagnant and almost speechless.
Especially the Dream Spirit Immortal, whose eyes were full of hope and hope, seemed to be spitting out fire. Endless pain and endless anger were all contained within them.
"What happened? We need you, fellow apprentices, to fight with each other's swords to the death."
Although he was questioning, Meng Ling's thoughts were locking Su Hanfang from the beginning to the end: "You'd better give me a reason! Otherwise, the rules of my Xueyang Palace are just for you and others!"
Even though the junior sister in front of her is the junior she loves the most and has the highest hopes for, if she cannot give an appropriate punishment for this incident, she will definitely punish her severely.
"Our Xueyang Palace is now in a state of decline and will never be destroyed. The south is vast and the demonic flames are raging into the sky. Once the army moves north, it will be a catastrophe for our righteous path. Don't you know how powerful it is? You can't cooperate sincerely to deal with powerful enemies.
Do we really want all the sects in the world to see all the jokes in my Xueyang Palace? Will we be willing to wait until the Cangwu Demon Lord cuts off our sect’s orthodoxy?”
Han Ling also snorted coldly, as if suppressing his anger, and then he felt strange and looked around: "Where is Shaoyang?"
Shang Xue's heart was slightly frightened and he hesitated to speak. However, Su Hanfang looked calm and answered calmly under the gazes of the two immortals: "Ten breaths ago, Shaoyang died under my sword."
The Meng Ling's gaze suddenly changed and became more sharp, like a knife. He just stared at the girl below and said in a hoarse voice: "Who gave you the courage to do this to a fellow sect? The sect strictly prohibits members of the same sect from killing each other.
Yang She and Shang Xue, what is the reason why you want to make your swords clash?"
"What's the matter?"
Su Hanfang glanced at the three people in front of her, and then raised the corner of her lips sarcastically: "The two of them cultivated and sold human Yuancao, and the Hanfang people stole it. Isn't this a good enough reason?"