Gu Jiang casually raised his hand and inserted the dark red long knife into the ground of Zhedan Peak that had been shaved very smooth.

The bloody devilish energy on the knife spread everywhere.

The barrier collapsed, and Zhedan Peak returned to the human world. The spiritual energy from the outside world surged in, forming a roaring spiritual mist. In the night, the lights flowing from outside could be seen as bright as day.

The lights were blurred by the spiritual mist, but Nie Yinzhi could see the countless figures waiting outside with his naked eyes. In order to stop the devil from harming the world, probably all the cultivators of the entire Yunji Sect were armored and went into battle.

It should be not only the Yunji Sect, but also other immortal sects.

The pressure from the high-ranking monks surrounded them. The Yunji Sect was filled with a murderous intent from the sky to the ground, almost solidified, like the last tranquility before a storm.

The divine thoughts surged from outside like a wave.

"Kill the demons and the witches, and keep the world peaceful."

The divine thoughts of countless disciples condensed into an unstoppable torrent, rushing over. Even Gu Jiang was frozen in this anger, frowning in distress.

Nie Yinzhi clutched Gu Jiang's collar, holding his breath, his heart pounding, nervous, but also excited. Finally, the rage that she wanted nothing more than to cause chaos in the world came out from her bones. Her eyes reflected the dragon-like lights in the Yunji Sect, which were bright and almost evil.

Then kill them all.

Nie Yinzhi couldn't help but have such a thought in her mind, and her blood boiled. The spell to control Gu Jiang was already lingering in her mind. Before activating it, she hesitated for a moment. The

Symbiosis Curse was a spell used by the Ruan family to control others. When the head of the Ruan family cast the curse on Gu Jiang, he probably wanted to turn him into a killing weapon in his hand.

But Gu Jiang is not a weapon, he is a person.

Nie Yinzhi didn't want to control him like this. He was so lazy that he would definitely feel annoyed if he had to kill so many people in the mountains and plains and go against the public anger.

Because of her hesitation, Nie Yinzhi's feverish head became clear for a moment. She realized that her excitement was a little wrong. She was not such a murderous person.

Was she also influenced by Zhu Ni?

Nie Yinzhi bit the tip of his tongue hard, using the pain to pull himself out of that abnormal emotion, and said seriously: "Gu Jiang, I'm not quite right. If I force you to kill someone, you can resist me."

While she was still sober, Nie Yinzhi quickly recited a mantra and incorporated it into the wrist seal, "I give you the power to reject me."

Gu Jiang lowered his eyes, touched her lips with his fingertips, looked into her eyes, his eyes were a little complicated and difficult to understand, and asked doubtfully: "Don't you want to control me?" He could feel Nie Yinzhi's body trembling with excitement, and Gu Jiang thought she would be happy to drive him.

"Can't help thinking about it?" Nie Yinzhi said helplessly. Being able to hold such a powerful person in the palm of your hand and control him at will, just thinking about it can produce psychological pleasure, which makes people unable to control themselves. "But I can hold back. I care more about your feelings and don't want to force you."

Nie Yinzhi blinked and said sincerely: "Are you very moved?"

Gu Jiang stared at her silently for a while, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "I'm moved." He pinched Nie Yinzhi's mouth open, and the magic energy drilled in from the lips, wrapped around the soft tip of the tongue, and licked the blood in her mouth.

Nie Yinzhi: "???" Touched ass, I just ask you if it's appropriate to do this now?

Is this person sick! Is his mind full of only her blood? Nie Yinzhi felt wronged.

The cold demonic energy entangled her tongue. Nie Yinzhi could neither close her mouth nor open it, nor could she spit it out. She felt as if she was being forcefully kissed.

Nie Yinzhi frowned, grabbed her hair and pulled it angrily, and said incoherently: "You... have been holding it in for too long..." Her face flushed, and her slightly narrowed eyes were filled with water.

Another strand of demonic energy entangled the white bead on Nie Yinzhi's wrist, squeezed out a little five-color dew and swallowed it. The demonic energy in Nie Yinzhi's mouth exuded a hint of sweetness, the taste of the five-color dew.

It turned out that the demon had used the five-color dew to heal her injuries before. She said how could demonic energy have a healing effect.

Seeing that the murderous intent in her eyes had disappeared, Gu Jiang licked the wound on the tip of her tongue to heal it, then beckoned with his hand and withdrew the evil spirit, "You are so weak that your state of mind is so easily influenced by others."

The rage in Nie Yinzhi's heart that wanted to kill everyone had long since disappeared.

Was the devil doing this just to divert her attention? To sell his body in order to avoid a fight? That's not necessary.

Nie Yinzhi's eyes fell on the evil spirit that was leaving her mouth. There was a little suspicious water in the satin-like black air.

Her face flushed, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She glared at him fiercely, buried her head in his chest and said nothing.

[Before the big battle, can you be serious! I don't want to eat candy anymore, I'm sick of it. 】

【Help, there is such a thing, being kissed by the evil spirit snake, a pile of grass】

【Demon, you are so fucking weird! 】

【No way, no way, could Gu Jiang not realize that he is forcibly kissing someone? Is he a little stupid? ! 】

【Isn't Zhedan Peak already connected to the outside world? Why haven't the two sides met yet? Is the time flow different on both sides? 】

Nie Yinzhi also quickly realized that something was wrong around them, and there seemed to be a misalignment in space and time with other people. Gu Jiang took her out of Zhedan Peak and walked past the elders who were guarding outside.

No one on the other side noticed them, and everyone was still looking at the direction of Zhedan Peak with a tense expression, and all their attention was attracted by the knife that Gu Jiang left in Zhedan Peak.

The spiritual fluctuations of the communication between the powerful monks passed by them, passing over the two of them as if ignoring flowers, plants, rocks and mountains.

Behind the high-level monks were the disciples of the Yunji Sect who were waiting in formation. The high sword will echoed with the mountain protection formation above their heads. They walked in the passionate fighting spirit, just like walking against the current.

Nie Yinzhi looked at Gu Jiang in confusion.

"Keep a calm mind, just think of yourself as floating in the wind." Gu Jiang smiled and explained slowly, "In the eyes of everyone, we are just a wisp of wind passing by, or a leaf falling. In such a tense moment, no one will care about these insignificant existences. The more they concentrate, the more they will ignore these ordinary things."

Isn't this the way to escape?

A great demon that terrifies the entire cultivation world is so adept at stealth. Gu Jiang must have used this method many times before to escape from the siege. He is very happy to share, "This is what I have learned from my stealth. Do you want to learn it?"

Nie Yinzhi was silent for a moment: "Then what about your sword?"

Gu Jiang said nonchalantly: "Just leave it in Yunji Sect. If you need it in the future, it won't be too late to recall it." What

if you can't use it, just throw it away? Nie Yinzhi suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the little red knife.

On the other side, as the demonic energy on Zhedan Peak leaked out, the crowd was so excited that they couldn't suppress it. The so-called public outrage was probably like this. Even the high-level monks guarding the perimeter of Zhedan Peak began to waver.

In this situation, peace talks were impossible.

At this critical moment, the mountain protection formation above Yunji Sect made a buzzing sound, and countless streams of light gathered towards the sky. The swords in the hands of all the disciples of Yunji Sect trembled at the same time.

At the place where the stream of light converged, a figure was seen hanging high in the sky, wearing a sky-blue sect school uniform, with a silver mask on his face, and his robes were rustling with the spiritual energy. It was Meng Jin.

Yan Yi realized what he was going to do, and shouted loudly, like thunder rolling through everyone's ears, "Not good, quickly retreat!"

The mountain protection formation was set up by the founder of the Yunji Sect at the beginning of its establishment, and it was refined with the sword energy of all the cultivators of the Yunji Sect. The sword formation that sealed Zhedan Peak before was only a very small part of the mountain protection formation, which was a drop in the ocean.

When this sword falls, not only Zhedan Peak will be affected, but also several neighboring mountains will be affected. The turmoil of sword energy around Yunji Sect will last for at least ten months before it subsides. This is a very wide-range attack method, and it must not be used lightly unless it is absolutely necessary, let alone the sword is pointed at the inside of the sect.

Even if Meng Jin is Sang Wumian's direct disciple and is being trained by him as the next head, he should not be given the authority to use the mountain protection formation before he takes over.

"Sang Wumian, this is ridiculous!" Yan Yi was furious. He retreated quickly while rolling up his sleeves to wrap up the nearby disciples.

For a moment, sword lights and human figures became a mess.

Meng Jin raised the sword in his hand high, and the tip of the sword merged with the mountain protection formation. Tens of thousands of sword lights emerged from the formation, pointing directly at the evil spirit spreading on Zhedan Peak.

He originally wanted to wait until the barrier of Zhedan Peak was broken and the elders of various factions fought the devil to the death before showing up, but he didn't expect these soft bones to watch the barrier break without any action. At this point, they are still hesitant.

Meng Jin took off his mask, and thanks to Nie Yin, a hideous scar started from the corner of his left eye, cut through the bridge of his nose, and cut across the temple of his right eye. Today, he will never let her walk out of Yunji Sect alive.

Nie Yinzhi was suddenly locked by a terrifying force, her whole body was shaken, and all the hairs on her body stood up.

"I..." She opened her mouth and wanted to say "I have a bad feeling", but before she could utter the words, Gu Jiang had already reached out and touched her neck and pressed her into his arms.

In the sky, Meng Jin tilted his head slightly towards a certain place and whispered: "Junior Sister Nie, it turns out that you have been hiding there."

With his cultivation level, it is really difficult for him to withstand the sword intent added by the mountain protection formation. Meng Jin's seven orifices all bleed, and his right hand holding the sword is already bloody and fleshy. The tip of the sword carries the power of thunder and strikes down heavily.

Gu Jiang appeared on a tall tower, holding Nie Yinzhi tightly with his left hand, and reaching for the void with his right hand, "Red leaves."

The evil spirit spreading on Zhedan Peak suddenly flowed back to the long sword, and the red leaves rose from the ground, pierced through the void, and fell into his hand.

Gu Jiang held the hilt of the sword with five fingers and swung it towards the thundering sword light falling from the top of his head.

Nie Yinzhi was completely blocked by his sleeves and could not see anything. After a loud noise that shook the earth, her ears were silent for a moment, and then countless sounds of metal and stone rang out.

Cold, exciting, boring, countless different sword sounds, rustling through her ears like a torrent, Nie Yinzhi was once one of them.

These sword intentions spread into the mountains of the Yunji Sect. Those with masters automatically recognized their masters and returned, while those without masters left behind a sound of swords and dissipated into the world.

Nie Yinzhi's ears were buzzing, and she didn't know how long it had been. She was taken out by Gu Jiang with a dizzy face. A knife was stuffed into her hand, and Meng Jin was still spitting blood under the tip of the knife.

Gu Jiang stood behind her and let go of her hand, "You decide whether to..."

Nie Yinzhi didn't even think about it, and stabbed Meng Jin with a knife. Meng Jin's soul just floated out of his body and melted in the magic energy of the blade. Nie Yinzhi was sure that he was dead, then he turned to look at Gu Jiang with satisfaction, "Okay, you just asked if you wanted anything?"

Gu Jiang: "..." He was silent for a moment, then changed his words helplessly: "Do you want to eat something?"

Nie Yinzhi glanced at Meng Jin, feeling very disgusted, "No."

She pursed her lips and glared at him angrily: "Do you get hungry just by seeing blood? No matter if it's my blood or not?" Nie Yinzhi pulled out the knife and returned it to him, "Then lick it yourself."

Gu Jiang was confused, with question marks written all over his face from his hair to his heels.