Shen Zhuo lowered his pair of dark red eyes, with a beautiful and sparkling luster in his eyes.
After hearing Yu Xingwu's words, the terrifying power surging around his body not only did not subside, but became even more violent and violent. I don't know if it was caused by being too excited.
Before this, Shen Zhuo had not thought of passing the power of the demon species to Yu Xingwu through dual cultivation.
After all, the power of the demon species was too strong. He himself could not suppress it, so how could he pass it to her? He was also worried that she would be affected by the power of the demon species.
But suddenly when he heard her speak, not only his soul but also the blood in his body started clamoring.
I knew that she had survived the heavenly fire calamity and awakened the spiritual patterns in her blood, but I didn't know what kind of spiritual patterns they were. Now that I know, I'm not worried that she will be affected by the power of the demon species.
So, do we really need to practice dual cultivation and pass some of the power of the demon species to her?
Thinking about dual cultivation, I thought about last night... and suddenly I couldn't hold it back anymore.
The rosy thin lips moved close to Yu Xingwu's ear, and he grasped Yu Xingwu's waist tightly, holding her tightly in his arms.
He whispered: "The power of the demon seed is too strong for you who are in the Out-of-Body Stage. You may not be able to bear it."
Yu Xingwu was stunned for a moment and her face turned even redder. She knew that he was worried that she would not be able to absorb the power of the demon seed for a while and that she would explode and die.
But what he said was so bitter that it was easy for her to start to think wildly. But it seemed that she didn't think too much, because after all, she and he were going to practice dual cultivation next.
He suppressed the heat in his heart and replied: "Brother, don't worry about me. I can do it! I can, I can bear it..."
Shen Zhuo didn't say anything else. He had long lost control of himself. He tied the person up tighter and lowered his head to kiss those red lips.
The restless power in the soul also began to emerge continuously, and as the scene became more and more beautiful, it madly poured into Yu Xingwu's soul.
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On the Fenghua Stage, the system was unable to follow Yu Xingwu into Shen Zhuo's spiritual palace, so it had to avoid such moments and could only wait silently with the little rabbit.
As time went by, One System One Rabbit was grinning foolishly to himself.
It is certain that Yu Xingwu and Shen Zhuo are making love in the spiritual palace. Yu Zheng and Tian Quan on the observation deck can now forget about their wishes.
Tianquan was fine at the moment. After all, he was the one who set up the demon-luring array with his own hands. In Tianquan's view, there was no such thing as a mistake.
As long as Shen Zhuo was carrying the demon seed and the demon seed was being pulled by the formation, it was impossible for Shen Zhuo to avoid exposing his identity, so he quietly sipped his tea.
Compared to Tian Quan's calmness, Yu Zheng was becoming more and more impatient. As a Mahayana stage master, Yu Zheng should be calm and steady, and had never been so impetuous before. It was obvious how much he wanted Shen Zhuo to die immediately.
Yu Zhengqiang waited patiently, and the elders of various sects on the observation deck also focused their eyes on Fenghua Terrace, like fishermen waiting for fish to take the bait.
As time goes by, Fenghuatai is still shrouded in tranquility, and the colorful spiritual essence looks even more dreamy under the silver moonlight.
Disciples from various sects sat cross-legged, practiced with their eyes closed, and absorbed the spiritual energy emitted by the Star and Moon Spirit.
Yu Xingwu still looked like she was sleeping soundly, without any sign of abnormality, and no one noticed that Yu Xingwu was not sleeping.
Just when Yu Zheng's patience was about to run out, a disciple of the Tiandao Sect slowly stood up on the Fenghua Stage, his body enveloped by a thick layer of demonic energy.
There was a cold and evil aura between his brows, and his pair of red eyes were flashing with a cold light. It was obvious that he was being attracted by the magic formation and could not hide his identity.
Tian Quan's pupils trembled and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground. He never expected that the person who was exposed was not Shen Zhuo, but his disciple of Tiandao Sect!
It turned out that one of his direct disciples of Tiandao Sect was secretly practicing magic!
The elders from other sects all had strange expressions, as if they had eaten a melon.
After all, the one who set up the demon-luring formation was Tianquan, and he ended up catching his own sect's own disciple practicing magic in secret.
Tian Quan could no longer sit still. He stared at the disciple whose mind was disturbed by the evil spirit and said coldly: "Fifth Elder! That is your disciple. Leave it to Elder Wu to deal with it!"
The fifth elder had no time to defend his disciple, after all, the facts were right in front of him.
He also knew that his apprentice was losing his mind and that he had to control him immediately, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!
The white-robed elder flew to Fenghuatai, obviously intending to capture his evil disciple.
The elders from other sects sighed in their hearts.
I don't know who just said that the evil demon should be killed, but the disciple of his own sect was secretly practicing magic and was exposed. Is it enough to just capture the person?
Shouldn't he be killed directly?
However, since the Tiandao Sect was the largest sect, no one dared to speak out.
It was also at this time that another disciple emanated demonic energy from his entire body, like thick ink.
One, two...three...
On the observation deck, elders and immortals also stood up suddenly, one, two, three...
The elders who had just lamented the unfair treatment of Tianquan looked at each other, their expressions more interesting than each other, fearing that the next person to expose the identity of the evil cultivator would be a disciple of their own sect.
Bah, crow's mouth! Can't say that!
Several figures flew down from the observation deck, and a golden light emanated from an old man's hand, tightly binding the body of a disciple from an aristocratic family.
The bound disciple of the aristocratic family struggled violently, trying to break free from the elder's control. The demonic energy surging around his body became stronger and stronger, almost impossible to contain.
There was a flash of madness in his eyes, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he was shouting frantically that he wanted to kill the dead old man who tied him up. His voice was full of sarcasm and disdain, and it was obvious that he had lost his mind.
Each sect dealt with its own disciples, which did not affect other disciples' absorption of spiritual power.
This is because most disciples block their hearing when they meditate and absorb spiritual energy, because they don’t want to be disturbed while absorbing spiritual energy.
The system and the little rabbit just love to join in the fun. I really didn't expect Shen Zhuo not to be exposed. Instead, I got to watch a big show first.
Feng Chen felt relieved for a moment, he had no idea that the four sects, including the aristocratic family, all had disciples who were secretly practicing magic.
Now that these disciples were only captured and dealt with by the various sects and not killed on the spot, they no longer worried that Shen Zhuo's identity would be exposed.
Even if he is exposed, Yu Zheng will not succeed if he can be brought back to the sect for punishment.
But it is undeniable that the magic skills are powerful, and they do pose a great threat to the disciples of the immortal sect. Once their minds are not strong, they will go astray.
What made Feng Chen happy was that the demon-luring formation had been activated for a long time, all the disciples who had been practicing demons in secret had been exposed, and even Yu Zheng could no longer sit still, but Shen Zhuo was still in meditation. His mind was more determined than he had expected.
Yu Zheng was really getting restless. He should have been happy that the magic-summoning formation was indeed useful, but now these disciples were not killed, which really disrupted his plan.
If the identity of the little demon is exposed, how can he order it to be killed on the spot!
In order to get rid of Shen Zhuo, he could only say sternly: "Since these disciples are secretly cultivating the devil, they cannot be left alone, they should be executed on the spot!"
"The leader of Tianquan Sect just said the same thing. These disciples are very likely to be undercover agents sent by the Demon Sect. You must not be soft-hearted and leave trouble for them. These disciples who practice magic must not be allowed to stay!"