The internal cultivation level is still rising.
The originally ferocious monster behind him seemed to be imprisoned and unable to move, allowing the demonic energy to dissipate bit by bit.
All the demonic energy in Yan Huailiu's body had been sucked away, and the Lingxu Mirror moved uncontrollably between the monster and Gu Xingyun.
The mirror was facing the monster's eyes, and the powerful repressive force was transferred from the mirror to the monster. The chains that bound it lit up briefly and quickly went out.
The monster's scarlet eyes gradually lost their color, and its aura weakened bit by bit.
At some point it stops completely.
But soon, a layer of green light appeared under its body, as if some kind of barrier was opened, and the light gradually flowed into the monster's body along the iron chain.
The heart that had stopped started beating again.
It was only because of the existence of the Lingxu Mirror that the monsters did not riot like before.
Yan Huailiu endured the discomfort in his eyes, raised his head and obediently let Gu Xingyun help him clean the dust.
After hearing the question, he nodded subconsciously: "Yes."
Just one simple word, and Gu Xingyun felt a little irritated.
Almost as if to vent his anger, he threw Zhuiyue behind him.
Zhuiyue was surrounded by both spiritual energy and demonic energy, and with a fierce murderous aura, he hit the monster hard.
With a loud bang, the monster, whose power had been drained away, was completely shattered into pieces, with no possibility of survival.
Yan Huailiu was startled by the voice and shrank back: "What's wrong?"
Even though he was so angry that he was almost going crazy, Gu Xingyun still reached out to cover his ears and cast a barrier to help Yan Huailiu resist the filth.
But the moment he placed his hands on Yan Huailiu's ears, he clearly felt that his master's movements froze.
Outside the nest, everyone from Xuanyue Palace who were busy cleaning up suddenly vomited blood.
Those who reacted quickly sat on the ground, holding their chests and checking their own cultivation, while those who were slow to react stared blankly at their hands.
The sword in Murong Xuanlang's hand fell. He coughed, bent down and picked it up, very calmly.
"Father, that monster should be dead."
Palace Master Murong's eyes quickly turned red: "That's good, that's good, this at least proves that Sect Master Yan is fine."
He tried his best to avoid the most critical issues.
For example, how low has everyone's cultivation level dropped?
For example, can the cultivation gained through the Yin-Yang Samsara Formation be further improved?
For example, is it possible for their Xuanyue Palace to maintain its top ten position in the future...
He just sighed, smiled so hard that the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together, patted his big belly and gave instructions to the confused people around him.
"Keep digging. Now that the monster has been dealt with, let's rescue Sect Master Yan first."
Inside the cave.
Because the hole at the top was collapsed by monsters, visibility here is extremely low.
There was no other light source except for the strange plants in the cave that flashed like fireflies.
Even so, Gu Xingyun could still see the expression on Yan Huailiu's face.
Confused, shocked, and overwhelmed.
The smoke and dust caused by the monster's destruction has completely dissipated.
Gu Xingyun took out a clean handkerchief and patiently helped Yan Huailiu wipe his face.
Then cover his eyes with another handkerchief filled with medicine.
The two did not communicate at all during the entire process, and the only sound in the cave was their almost identical breathing.
The discomfort in his eyes gradually dissipated, but Yan Huailiu still held the handkerchief with his hand and didn't dare to open his eyes.
Wen Yue returned to his hand at this time. He gripped the hilt tightly and took a half step back.
Before he even opened his eyes, the sword was already raised, and his voice was cold: "Who are you?"
The demonic energy was so strong, so strong that it stung his ears.
Even though there was the aura of his own disciple, and even though that series of actions were all caring and considerate, he still remained vigilant.
A soft laugh came from my ear.
Yan Huailiu slowly opened his eyes.
It was dark all around, and I could only see a little clearly with the green light of the plants on the rock wall behind me.
Wen Yue was gently pushed aside, and Gu Xingyun moved closer, only half a step away from touching Yan Huailiu.
"Master, I told you last time, don't point the question at me."
Yan Huailiu shrank back, not knowing what he was thinking, and put Wen Yue away as quickly as possible.
"Master, since you asked this, do you intend to accept another disciple?"
Gu Xingyun kept a distance from him and spoke in a light tone.
The closer they got, the more uncomfortable he felt. Yan Huailiu couldn't believe it and wanted to reach out to touch it, but Gu Xingyun dodged to the side.
"You...how could this happen?"
Even though he couldn't see clearly, he could still tell that Gu Xingyun was clearly showing signs of falling into the devil.
For no reason, why did it suddenly happen?
Didn't he change the ending?
Didn’t the plot of Zixiao Peak have already been ruined?
Why can Gu Xingyun become a demon cultivator?
There was a faint sound of thunder overhead, but the two people who were confronting each other did not notice it.
Palace Master Murong, who was guarding outside, immediately asked everyone to disperse and stared at the growing thunderclouds above with a confused look on his face.
"Is Sect Master Yan about to be promoted again? This thundercloud is coming with such force, wouldn't a single strike of it split someone in two?"
"Everyone, disperse! Retreat. All disciples, leave this place, retreat a hundred meters. Elders, join me in setting up a barrier to prevent the lightning from striking randomly."
He cleared the crowd and arranged everything as quickly as possible.
Nervously waiting for the lightning to strike.
Inside the cave, Yan Huailiu felt his breathing quicken. Looking at the figure in front of him, he could only ask, "Why?"
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