In the quiet restaurant, everyone was still immersed in weak panic. When they suddenly saw the white-haired young man appear, they were startled at first, and then they reacted.

Is this the Pure Yang Sect Leader?

"Master Chunyang has shown up. It's over. We are all going to die." Liu Zhiyi rolled and crawled behind the crowd. He didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The others also looked pale. Although they were not star officials or night-wandering gods, Yuanshi Tianzun and Liu Zhiyi had said before that the head of Chunyang was brutal and crazy, and was not bound by moral values ​​or reputation values.

I will never let them go.

Yin Ji and Ling Jun's expressions changed drastically. The former came running over vigorously, her beautiful eyes full of anxiety, as if she wanted to help Yuanshi Tianzun.

The latter was crawling on the ground, and Hua Gongzi's face was pale and his expression was a little ferocious, as if he had foreseen the end of Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Damn it, if you dare to take over his body, I will definitely destroy you, even to the ends of the earth..." Ling Jun growled like an angry lion.

But he was too weak. He had just come back to life and was poisoned by the witch's weakening potion. He didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Miao Teng'er hugged her cousin in panic, not wanting him to go and die.

The head of Chunyang Sect ignored Lingjun's threat, and with a mad look in his eyes, he looked at Yin Ji who was staggering towards him, grinned, and made a sound that only the Night Wanderer could hear:

"Don't worry, once I swallow this kid, it will be your turn."

This girl's Taiyin power and star power are much stronger than Yuanshi Tianzun's. Because of this, they are also much stronger. If you swallow her directly, you will most likely capsize in the gutter.

Now that victory is in our grasp, we must play it safe and steady, first taking down Yuanshi Tianzun, then the little girl, this way, there will be no risk of error.

As he spoke, he raised his hand with his long sleeves fluttering in the wind, and his fingertips drew in the air. An intricate and mysterious talisman took shape instantly.

With a flick of his finger, the spiritual seal flew out and hit the beautiful woman in black dress who was staggering towards him.

Yin Ji let out a moan and fell down weakly, her pupils dilated and she lost consciousness.

Her spirit and yin power were sealed, and her already weak body became even worse.

The head of Chunyang Sect did not look at her again, and turned his attention back to Yuanshi Tianzun, smiling wildly:

"You never imagined it, I hid in the dog's dream. Do you think I possessed the people here? No, I used the Dream Orb to enter the dog's dream from the very beginning. You are so stupid, hahahaha...

Zhang Yuanqing sat cross-legged on the ground and sighed, "I guessed it, but it's too late. I remember that dreams are an ability only saints have, and you are definitely not at that level."

But after seeing the bead containing countless dream images, he understood everything.

Among the illusionists hunted by the head of Chunyang Sect, there are definitely people of high status. They might be the offspring of a big boss of the Void Sect, or they might be top students who are being trained as the focus.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to possess an item with the characteristics of a saint.

"So the reason you were able to disappear from Yan'er's body silently wasn't because your soul escaped, but because you jumped in a dream?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

"That's right!" Master Chunyang stood with his hands behind his back, his expression was wild and evil, but he was extremely dignified.

"It seems that I am going to die, but before I die, I have a few questions to ask, so that I can die with a clear mind. Did you pick up this prop?" Zhang Yuanqing tried to delay time as much as possible.

"That's right." He nodded slightly, and then said excitedly: "This is called heaven helps those who have achieved enlightenment."

The idiot president is killing me. Zhang Yuanqing asked, "You are not a spiritual realm walker, how did you keep this item? You may not know that there is a human immortal looking for it."

He looked very tired and took a breath after every word he spoke.

"You spiritual realm practitioners don't understand what a magic weapon is. The spiritual power of a magic weapon will only leak out when it is in use. When it is not in use, it only takes a small spell to cover up its aura."

When Master Chunyang said this, he was full of arrogance.

In his eyes, a quick spiritual practitioner was not worthy of being compared with himself who had practiced hard for decades. "So that's it!" Zhang Yuanqing suddenly realized.

As he spoke, his brain was working at high speed, looking for a way to survive.

The most important thing now is to survive the weak state and enter the next round of safe time, then you can kill Master Chunyang.

The Yin-Yang Robe is definitely not usable. This item is a magical item when facing physical enemies, but it is a dead end when facing illusionists and night wanderers.

Because the water and fire clones will divide the spirit and weaken its power.

The Military Soul Mask can resist one or two attacks, and it is the only thing we can rely on at the moment.

"Since there are no more doubts, then go and die."

The robes of the head of the Chunyang Sect suddenly swelled up, and the majestic power of the Taiyin rose up like a tide, ready to press forward. "Wait, I have something else to say." Zhang Yuanqing said hurriedly.

The headmaster of Chunyang sneered:

"Still want to delay the time? I was just talking nonsense with you, waiting for you to sacrifice the Demon-Subduing Pestle, but you seem to have lost this item. I guess my good disciple took it back.

"After I swallow your spiritual power and eat your daughter, I will settle the score with her sooner or later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Zhang Yuanqing with the tsunami-like power of Taiyin.

Zhang Yuanqing quickly rolled backwards and grabbed a pair of running shoes without a logo and put them on. While rolling, he barely squatted up and took the initiative to slide towards the direction of Chunyang Sect Leader.

The two sides passed each other.

The head of the Chunyang Sect turned around lightly, the power of the Taiyin floating behind him. He stared at Yuanshi Tianzun in astonishment, then landed on his running shoes, snorted coldly: "Boy, you have a lot of magic weapons. The more magic weapons you have, the happier I am. They are all mine."

The head of Chunyang Sect thrust his body forward violently, carrying a strong Yin energy, and rushed towards Zhang Yuanqing again.

Zhang Yuanqing forced himself to slide out a weak and powerless tackle despite his tired body.

The two sides passed each other again.

Master Chunyang: "..."

His expression suddenly became ferocious, and he roared with difficulty controlling his emotions, and launched a third charge.

Zhang Yuanqing slid to avoid it again.

After repeating this five times, Zhang Yuanqing sighed, took off his skates helplessly and put them in his inventory.

Even if he died, he would not leave the props to Master Chunyang.

Seeing this, Master Chunyang laughed wildly: "It seems that these shoes can only be used five times. Do you have any other tricks?"

After saying that, he once again controlled the power of Taiyin to crash into Yuanshi Tianzun. This time, he did not encounter any obstacles and successfully invaded the body of this young genius.

There was a loud "bang" in Zhang Yuanqing's sea of ​​consciousness and his brain felt a sharp pain, as if a steel nail had pierced into the top of his head.

In an instant, he felt a mental force of extreme evil, mixed with a huge amount of distracting thoughts rushing into his sea of ​​consciousness.

This mental force aggressively invaded his sea of ​​consciousness and devoured his weak spiritual body. The star power and lunar power in his body immediately burst out like a dam bursting, and flowed out of his body in an endless stream.

What a strong force! His skills in soul-devouring far surpass mine. Zhang Yuanqing felt a sense of crisis. He used his soul-devouring skills to resist while using the golden mask to attack mentally.

He did not hesitate, and three mental attacks continued to bombard the soul of Master Chunyang.

“Ah~”

A heart-wrenching scream exploded in his mind, and the mental power that was about to occupy his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have suffered a terrible blow and receded like a tide.

Done? So weak? Zhang Yuanqing was delighted, and his sea of ​​consciousness that had been squeezed into the "corner" regained the high ground, and his consciousness was immediately restored.

The scene in the restaurant appeared before his eyes again. Behind him was Lingjun's anxious call, and in front of him was Master Chunyang standing in the air with a sneer on his face.

Zhang Yuanqing's expression froze. "You really have a trump card. This mask is pretty good. It seems to be bound to the spirit? When I swallow you, it will belong to me." The head of Chunyang Sect said proudly:

"How about my illusion? This is the real illusion. You spiritual realm practitioners only have spiritual power but no skills. How ridiculous."

He did not invade Yuanshi Tianzun's sea of ​​consciousness. Everything that happened just now was just an illusion. The purpose was to create a situation where the game was hopeless and force Yuanshi Tianzun to use his last trump card.

There was no more trump card. Zhang Yuanqing could not help but feel desperate.

The Slide Boots and the Military Soul Mask were his last two trump cards. At this time, the weakness caused by the witch's potion had not disappeared. Instead, the toxicity became more and more intense, making him dizzy.

The strategy of stalling for time has also failed. There is no way out.

In desperation, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly remembered the black full moon in the character card. It was an item left by the Demon Lord, and according to its performance in the killing copy, it obviously had self-awareness and was not just a treasure. A bold idea arose in his mind.

Haven't I always wanted to find out whether there are any hidden dangers in the character card? Haven't I always been afraid that the Demon Lord has not died?

I can't figure it out myself, can I use Master Chunyang?

If I die, my character card will return to the spiritual realm, or be obtained by a powerful ancient practitioner.

If the character card that Bingge gave me does not have any hidden dangers, then I will die, it is fate, anyway, I have no other options; but if it is really as I think, the character card has "hidden dangers", then "it" will watch itself being obtained by the head of Chunyang? Anyway, I have no other options, I will use Lanlian's endurance to improve the confrontation, and if I can't stand it, I will leave it to fate. Zhang Yuanqing flashed this pessimistic thought, and then he saw the head of Chunyang rushing towards him with a crazy and excited expression.

He did not resist and silently turned on the blue face.

His tired eyes brightened up and his spirits were lifted.

But this force that emerged from desperation was like a last ray of light. As soon as it emerged, it was dispersed by the mind filled with a huge amount of negative emotions.

Zhang Yuanqing's head buzzed and he lost consciousness on the spot. He had never come into contact with a spirit with such strong negative energy, evil, madness, chaos... It seemed as if all the negative emotions in the world were concentrated in this mental power.

Compared with Master Chunyang, the negative energy of the evil professions is nothing but a small matter.

After briefly losing consciousness, Zhang Yuanqing was immediately awakened by the "pain", his soul roaring and screaming uncontrollably.

He was being possessed by another body, his spirit being devoured bit by bit.

This soul-tearing pain is far greater than any physical pain.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, two spiritual powers struggled to contend with each other. The spiritual power emitting black smoke tightly bit a clear and weak spirit body and swallowed it into its stomach bit by bit. "Hey, you are actually a scattered soul. Your soul has been torn into pieces. You should have died long ago. Who stitched your soul back together?"

The headmaster Chunyang, who was chewing the spirit body, tasted the abnormality of this delicious dish. "No, there is something wrong with your soul. You are..."

Suddenly, a black full moon rose again from the top of the sea of ​​consciousness, interrupting the whispers of Master Chunyang.

The soft and bright moonlight condensed into a beam, enveloping the spirit of Yuanshi Tianzun.

In an instant, the powerful force of the moon rushed into the spiritual body with overwhelming strength.

The weak spirit suddenly expanded, instantly suppressing the spirit that was emitting black mist and concentrated negative emotions. The expansion continued, and the clear and dazzling ball of light began to swallow it back.

He swallowed one third of the spirit of the Chunyang Sect Leader all at once. "Ah~"

This time the scream was genuine. The head of Chunyang Sect was caught off guard and felt the pain of his soul being torn apart. "This power is impossible. How can you have the power of a human immortal..."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the spirit body emitting black mist was being swallowed up bit by bit, and the situation was reversed, but at this moment, it suddenly broke off and voluntarily gave up part of its soul.

Then, he quickly withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness, looking as miserable as a dog which had lost its home.

In the restaurant, the head of the Chunyang Sect rushed out from between Zhang Yuanqing's eyebrows, rushed out more than ten meters, turned around gracefully, and stared at Zhang Yuanqing with fear and greed. "The power of a human immortal, the power of a human immortal..."

His body became much dimmer, and the powerful Taiyin force was also diluted. His expression was distorted. He greedily wanted to rush back to the sea of ​​consciousness, but was too afraid to move forward.

If he had not performed the soul-splitting technique in time and abandoned that part of his soul, he would have been swallowed up by now.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's expression was dazed and he fell into a daze.

He was digesting and absorbing that part of Master Chunyang's soul.

Just as the head of Chunyang Sect was hesitating, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes. One of his eyes was clear and bright, while the other was mad and evil. Good and evil were condensed on his face at the same time. His eyes were still empty, and it seemed that he had not fully regained consciousness, but his breath began to surge, and he got rid of his weak state and gradually returned to being a saint.

"hateful!"

Upon seeing this, Master Chunyang picked up the two magical weapons on the floor without any hesitation and quickly went through the wall.

As the disc was put away, the illusory circle, dice, and information projections in the restaurant all disappeared.

The seal outside the restaurant disappeared.

About ten seconds later, Zhang Yuanqing regained consciousness. Without saying a word, he immediately took out the ghost mirror and held it. The evil thoughts, desire to kill and destroy that were surging in his chest were finally suppressed.

After a few seconds, it surged up again.

The evil thoughts of Master Chunyang were so strong that even the Ghost Mirror could not completely suppress them.

Is this the spirit of the head of Chunyang Sect? How crazy! Zhang Yuanqing unconsciously raised the left corner of his mouth, which matched the madness and confusion of his left eye.

After devouring the spirit of Master Chunyang, he passively learned many spells, such as the technique of drawing talismans in the air that Master Chunyang used to control Yin Ji just now, illusion construction techniques, soul-devouring techniques, and so on.

This also includes the combat skills of some star officials, which is equivalent to a disguised form of transmission of skills.

The power of the human immortal, that black full moon is the power of the human immortal? Hey, it’s quite a harvest.

Soul-scatterer? I should have died long ago? Who stitched my soul together? He muttered to himself for a few seconds, turned his head and looked at the guests who were still in shock, with confused but happy expressions.

This group of people witnessed the escape of Master Chunyang. I can no longer hide the fact that I have a secret. Should I think of an excuse to get away with it, or kill them to silence them? Just kill them, they are just a bunch of ants anyway.

Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts were in a mess. He raised the left corner of his mouth towards everyone, revealing an evil and crazy smile:

"Everyone, call the Songhai branch while I can still control it."

This crazy expression made the people who were gradually getting rid of their weakness and escaping death feel a chill in their hearts.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately pressed his forehead in pain, kindness and reason prevailed, he walked to Yin Ji, squatted down to check, and confirmed that she was just unconscious. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

His eyes fell on Yin Ji's long eyelashes, her delicate eyebrows, her fair and delicate skin. Further down, the black veil covered half of her face.

A long-cherished thought came to my mind. How beautiful was this woman? Why did the Demon Lord keep thinking about her?

As soon as he thought of this, evil thoughts took over again. He raised the left corner of his mouth, grabbed Yin Ji's veil and tore it off with force.

At this time, Miao Teng'er called Elder Gou:

"Elder Gou, please come to the Baihua Club. We were attacked by the head of the Chunyang Sect, and there were heavy casualties. Yuanshi Tianzun is fine, and the head of the Chunyang Sect has been repelled by him, but, but..."

Miao Teng'er glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun, her voice trembling slightly: "But Yuanshi Tianzun is not in the right state. He seems to be ready to kill people at any time. Also, he, he lifted the veil of Yin Ji."

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