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"We all believe what the sword master (the ancestor) said. No matter what the sword master does, there is no need to take care of us!" The righteous monks shouted like chicken blood.
Although they were sleepy, hungry and tired at this time, they felt inexplicably able to do it again.
My hands and feet felt numb, as if I were stepping on clouds.
The blood flowing rapidly in the body at this moment, as well as the accelerated secretion of adrenaline, allowed them to temporarily get rid of the burden brought by the mortal body.
It’s quite impressive!
Looking at these righteous colleagues and disciples who believed in him, Yin Feiyang felt a little guilty and unsteady in his heart.
When many people are looking forward to you and believe every word you say.
So as long as you are not a liar, you will be under pressure and fall into a kind of self-doubt.
Seeing the momentum of these righteous monks being twisted into a rope again, most of the Demon Sect disciples had worried looks on their faces.
On the contrary, Song Qingwen and Murong Yunting had joy in their eyes.
The thinking realm of ordinary demon cultivators is still at the first level. They believe that the righteous monks are condensed in one place because of Yin Feiyang's encouragement. Although they all look 'weak', they will actually become a serious problem sooner or later.
But Murong Yunting was on the fifth floor. He was keenly aware that due to Yin Feiyang's operations, the momentum and belief of the righteous monks were now maintained by Yin Feiyang.
As long as Yin Feiyang's belief is disintegrated and his golden body is truly broken, then this group of righteous monks will fall into the trough and be at their mercy.
It was a good thing to go from having to defeat them one by one to being able to complete the task in one battle.
As for Song Qingwen... he may be on the tenth floor.
His thoughts had already broken away from the thinking barriers of the Demon Sect monks and entered a new and higher realm.
When a person's thinking is no longer constrained by an inherent framework, he may not necessarily be stronger, but he will definitely see farther than ordinary people and have some insights that are far beyond ordinary people.
Song Qingwen didn't care whether the demon sect monks could always control the overall situation, nor did he care whether the righteous monks would seize the opportunity and take advantage of the situation to rise.
These are small sections!
They are all floating clouds that cover my eyes.
What really deserves attention is the knowledge hidden in this world, the potential it represents, and the principles it contains.
After all, practitioners are concerned about attributing great power to themselves, and the purpose of forming cliques is just to occupy the resources of practice. How can they forget their essence and put the cart before the horse just to compete for power and gain?
As long as it helps to understand those things, it doesn't matter what Song Qingwen is.
Yin Feiyang stretched out his hand, stared at Xue Wuliang, and gradually took the cross away from his hand.
Xue Wuliang suddenly felt very humiliated.
It was obvious that he was the perpetrator, but at this moment...he had an inexplicable feeling that it was himself who was being stepped on.
Xue Wuliang wanted to retaliate, but he did not hesitate to use violence again.
However, when Song Qingwen's cold gaze pierced sideways from the side, Xue Wuliang froze, not daring to do anything inappropriate again.
"Interesting, Yin Feiyang is also an old man in the world. Although he is temporarily trapped in shallow water at the moment, he is after all a true dragon that soars in the sky and soars across the sea. At this time, he chooses to shoulder the power of the righteous path. In addition to learning some kind of information , there should be other confidence. Where does its confidence come from?" Song Qingwen thought in his mind.
Ke Xiaoliang knew what Yin Feiyang was thinking.
Matthew's look should have inspired Yin Feiyang.
What he wants to bet on should be that...!
In this doomsday wasteland world created by Ke Xiaoliang.
There is only one transcendent path on the surface.
That is the path of the Demon Sealer.
But there is more than one kind of extraordinary power.
Those monsters infected by radiation, don’t they have extraordinary powers?
However, losing your mind and becoming a monster in order to gain power is not a good choice.
This was not what Yin Feiyang had in mind.
What he was thinking about was the power Matthew had received.
The world can be a mirror.
Since there are demon sealers, then there are also demonizers who lead demons into their bodies and transform them into their own use.
It doesn't simply accept radiation and turn into a monster.
Instead, the power of depravity is introduced into the originally firm faith and belief, allowing this 'faith' to darken.
Although people who have mastered power still have reason, their way of thinking will change.
Of course, Yin Feiyang doesn't know this yet.
It is too difficult for the righteous monks to start from the demon-sealing person.
The admission qualifications controlled by Ke Xiaoliang alone have become an obstacle that the righteous monks cannot overcome.
Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that Yin Feiyang wanted to find a new way out for the righteous monks and found another way.
"That's what he actually thinks, but... that's okay!"
"I was originally trying to secretly blackmail these righteous monks and secretly unlock transcendence for them, and I was torn between recalling Phoenix and creating a second-generation demon sealer for the righteous monks. Although the former can gain benefits, But there are some risks. This time I have been in the limelight enough. It is worthy of the blood charm given by Song Qingwen and my 'special' status. If it is any more, it will not be beautiful. And the latter... will appear Deliberately, it’s like deliberately regulating the balance.”
"Of course the world is mine, and I have the final say. Some people question that this does not really change anything. It just makes me feel a bit pity that I did not use the extraordinary way to learn more from the righteous monks. Much wool.”
"Now, with the spontaneous evolution of the world, Yin Feiyang has a new choice... which is pretty good. Everything has become more natural, and... that path is different from the 'Demon-Sealing Man'. If The path of becoming a demon-sealer is a biological son, a choice of the world, and a choice of me, the Taoist ancestor. Then the path that Matthew, as the source, exists is that of an illegitimate son who cannot be seen in the light, and it is the path of being a 'Demon-Sealer' The whetstone of the road.”
"The world is changing, good and evil are upside down... The way those who are evil are to save the world. The way those who are righteous are to destroy the world and bring deeper darkness to the world... !”
Ke Xiaoliang lowered his head, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"What is the demonic value? Isn't it just to make the demonic way be good and the righteous way to be evil? It goes against common sense and goes against the human heart. Does it make people's hearts struggle and tangle in regret and hesitation?" Ke Xiaoliang silently made a choice in his heart.
Then he mobilized his authority and quietly promoted it in the world.
Yin Feiyang held the cross in his hand again and took another look at his comrades who trusted him.
Then he looked directly at Song Qingwen and said: "I want to go to another time and space to listen to the news I learned again and confirm some inferences. If after I come back, I find any difference between my comrades and disciples, then I will Any promises or negotiations we have made will be void. We have a life-or-death relationship."
When you don't have any chips in your hands, you can only act more aggressively.
Just like a comparison between a barefoot person and a person wearing shoes, they can only compete in toughness and hard work.
As long as there is a little weakness and fear, you will be easily thrown away, trampled under your feet and become a slave.
Song Qingwen made a generous gesture of invitation.
Murong Yunting hesitated slightly, but still did not stop him.
Perhaps Murong Yunting thought that since he had the core key to extraordinary advancement, no matter how hard these righteous monks tried, nothing would happen.
