The sudden sound was full of hatred, which was shocking. Zhaoming was even more shocked. He kept protruding his spiritual sense to observe the surroundings, but he didn't know that there was a person hidden beside him.

Looking in the sound, I saw a man in black and purple clothes appearing under the arch pillar on one side. His eyes were sharp, his eyebrows were as long and curved as birds' wings.

The aura of the Pure Pond is holy, and it feels incompatible with this person's aura. You can tell at a glance that he is probably an evil practitioner of Taoism.

"You..." Sun Jiuyang's first reaction was a little confused, as if he didn't know who the person was, but he immediately realized: "The Demon Lord of Picking Hearts, it's you!"

"It's this Demon Lord!" The man in black and purple clothes said in a deep voice, looking at Sun Jiuyang's eyes almost spitting out fire: "I was only one step away from the Immortal King back then, but I was ruined by you, which ruined my cultivation and almost became possessed by the demon. Now Hongjun is in harmony with the Tao, and you are the only one left. I see that you are going even today."

"Don't care about me!" Sun Jiuyang laughed: "You use the technique of confusing my mind to mess up my mind and make me become a walking corpse. Could it be that I will let you succeed? It's just a blame for your lack of cultivation, but I just met me. Your abilities are just a sideways. Now I am a master. How about I teach you the authentic slutty technique?"

Sun Jiuyang was indeed unforgivable. Zhaoming said intimately that he had never used the technique of confusing the mind. He didn't say he couldn't, but he thought he was not very good at it. Judging from this situation, the two of them should have a big strait, just wanting to gain the upper hand in the verbal.

"You can survive today!" The Demon Lord of Heart-pulling sneered, raised his hand and slapped Sun Jiuyang directly.

The demonic energy lingered on his arm, and the breath was extraordinary and extremely terrifying. Zhaoming did not think too much, and used the fire escape technique to come to Sun Jiuyang. He pushed a dragon fist to greet him.

The palms met, but the energy flowed wildly like a poisonous dragon sticking out its tongue and dancing wildly. The two figures quickly separated, both retreated dozens of meters and stuck to the stone wall before stopping.

Both of them were secretly shocked. Zhao Ming thought that he was indeed a powerful man who was only one step away from entering the Immortal King. His strength was beyond the ordinary sub-saints. Although he was forced to retreat in this battle, his blood and energy were turbulent, which was extremely uncomfortable. If he had not been a divine weapon, he would have suffered a considerable loss at this moment.

I don’t know what Sun Jiuyang did to him back then, but he actually disrupted his cultivation and has not made any breakthroughs until now.

The Demon Lord Picking Heart was even more shocked. How powerful is he? There are almost no opponents among the sub-saints, and even if they meet the Immortal King, they can fight for a few rounds. Generally, the sub-saints can be bullied like sheep in their eyes, but the other party is only in the Taiyi Jinxian realm, and they can even compete with him.

The two of them stared at each other. At this moment, the aftermath of the energy wave had not dissipated. They kept bombarding the inner wall of the palace, and countless sparks exploded, spreading everywhere. Suddenly, infinite golden light shone in the palace. A powerful spiritual force swept over, turning the energy of heaven and earth into a gentle and soft manner, dispersing all the riot forces.

This is... Zhaoming and Sun Jiuyang were both shocked. They clearly felt the powerful sense of spiritual consciousness from their mental power. They dared to be the one with the master. Such powerful mental power is at least the strong Immortal King.

But if there are really strong immortal kings on the island, how could they let a few people come here to destroy them?

"This mental power..." Li Hua murmured with surprise: "Is the legend of the winged monk true?"

"What legend?" Sun Jiuyang asked hurriedly. He had never been to Baidao, and his master's description of Baidao in his books was limited, so he naturally did not know this so-called legend.

"The monks of Wings believe in the God of Light, but I have never heard of this God of Light. But they all think that the soul of this great god will sleep in the statue of the God of Light, and one day it will come to this world and lead them to create a better future."

"I'm afraid even ordinary immortal kings feel inferior to themselves. Could it be that there is really a soul of a god in this statue sleeping?"

"Haha!" The Demon Lord of Picking Heart laughed: "It turns out that you have discovered it too, so you can't let you survive."

A trace of light flashed in Sun Jiuyang's eyes and disappeared in an instant. He looked at the Demon Lord of Picking Heart and sneered: "It turns out that the demon smoke outside was made by you. I just said how could you feel the familiar aura? Your Lost Heart Abyss was killed by my brother. Could it be that you want to have the idea of ​​Baidao now?"

The Demon Lord Picked Heart smiled slightly: "So what? I have heard of the name of Baidao for a long time. It says that this place has strong faith, no evil, and something like Jingchi, so I never thought of coming here. Fortunately, there was a master's guidance, saying that the illusion of others is useless, but my illusion is just right to restrain this place."

"This is true. I can only use some tricks of confusing the mind to manipulate them with their faith. In their hearts, I am the God of Light now, and my words are the will of God."

"Impossible!" Lihua said loudly: "It's fine for others. The high priest of the Wingren is a truly wise man. How could he be confused by you if he is wise?"

"High Priest..." Sun Jiuyang frowned: "Why do I feel so cautious when I hear these three words..."

"You are right!" The Demon Lord of Picking Hearts snorted coldly: "The High Priest is indeed a wise man, and he is not confused by me. Unfortunately, he is only in the Taiyi Jinxian realm. After I let me get close, it will not take him down in a minute!"

"Their gods sleep in this statue. I don't know if it is because of the power of faith, or whether it is to grow up with the power of faith. In short, he will become my tonic. Once I absorb his power of faith and soul, I will enter the realm of the Immortal King. If I get the pure power of faith, it is not impossible to achieve the emperor."

"I have an idea!" Sun Jiuyang gave a thumbs up: "I can't even think of this plan. But so what? It's simple to think, but it's hard to do it. Do you think that if you use magic smoke to cover people who dare not come in, you won't expose your plan? Innocence, the more you do this, the more likely you are to attract attention from someone. Once you find your plan, do you think no one will stop you?"

The cultivators in the world never stopped having a dispute. There are only a few strong people in the world who are strong in the Immortal King. They don’t know each other very well, but at least they will know each other.

When they reach their level, their practice will not only be their own business, but will also become a matter of concern to other immortal kings. It would be fine if they are all immortal kings, but if someone is about to enter the realm of the emperor, they may not be so easy to get along with.

Especially when a sub-saint found a way to enter the emperor, this is definitely something that the immortal king would not want to see. Once this matter is exposed, there will inevitably be strong immortal kings who will stop him.

"Haha!" The Demon Lord of Picking Heart laughed louder: "Do you think I can't think of it? I was bullied by Hongjun when I had no backer..."

"Don't give yourself a face!" Sun Jiuyang interrupted with a cough, "He just chopped your Lost Abyss back then, but I was the one who seriously injured you."

"If he doesn't come, you will die!" The Demon Lord of Picking Heart roared: "Someone reminded me to be careful of you two, saying that you have the support of Wuliang Heavenly Lord behind you, and I suffered a great loss if I didn't care about it."

"But now it's different. I have my own partner and a common goal. Even if the Wuliang Heavenly Lord comes, I'm not afraid."

"Haha!" Sun Jiuyang laughed: "You are such a fool. You were fooled by me back then, but now I don't know who has fooled you again. Who is Wuliang Tianzun? The master of Taoism, Taoist Master. By the day when Taoism spreads to the world, I don't know how many people in the world will be disciples under his name. Even if you find ten white islands, you can't compare to that power of faith."

"You are always a weak person, a weak person who only knows how to dream, just like your martial arts. It is more useful to fool someone stupider than you, and it is impossible to get on the table."

"I was only in the Golden Immortal Realm, and I could almost kill you. What kind of thing do you dare to hope for the emperor, ridiculous and sad!"

"So what? I really think you can dominate everything? Don't think about it!" The Demon Lord Picking Heart yelled, and Sun Jiuyang's mockery made him lose his composure in an instant. He stepped forward and pointed at Sun Jiuyang and shouted loudly: "The people who gathered in the sixth pole are all the elites of the world. Even if I have the strength of me, I am just a person with the tail. When we rule the world, you will find that even if there is Wuliang Heavenly Lord, even if there is Hongjun, you can only watch. There will be no more you in the world."

Zhaoming was a little confused, not knowing what the two of them were talking about. He naturally didn't know that the Demon Lord of Heart Picking was only one step away from the Immortal King. He was arrogant and used the technique of confusing the heart to deal with Sun Jiuyang. As a result, the opponent was confused and became possessed by the demon, seriously injured, and almost turned into a destiny.

The opportunity of the destruction of the Immortal King is so deep that it is irreconcilable. The top saint was defeated by the hands of the Golden Immortal, and this humiliation is unforgettable. At this moment, Sun Jiuyang also slandered and ridiculed him, like a sharp sword, piercing his mind, and for a moment he was a little out of control.

Sun Jiuyang's face stopped, no longer as arrogant as before, but frowned and said in confusion: "Sixth Pole? What kind of force is this? Why have I never heard of it?"

Seeing Sun Jiuyang's appearance, the face of the Heart-pulling Demon Lord froze, but he didn't know that he was deceived again. After calming his mind, he looked at Sun Jiuyang and said disdainfully: "So what if you know, if you fall into my hands today, you will never let you escape. Not only you, but also the two of them, I will turn you into my most loyal slaves."

"Oh! Is that true?" Sun Jiuyang smiled coldly: "You are sure you have this ability. I have never heard of this breaking the sixth pole. I don't know who fooled you, but I actually believed it."

"You are ignorant and ignorant, and what do you know!" The Demon Lord of Picking Heart snorted coldly and said slowly: "There are four poles in heaven and earth. The Taoist ancestor Hongjun is the extreme of heaven, and this is the five poles in the world."
Chapter completed!