Chen Lian's hand was still holding the sandalwood sword he had cut, and the silky sandalwood fragrance made people feel at ease.

But it cannot get rid of the irritability, just like the hot summer, even if there is cold ice, it cannot completely eliminate the heat.

The young man wandered around Yan with one hand, making the other person sweet and panting, and a red tide rose. Suddenly the young man seemed to increase the strength of his hands, which was very rough, making Yan Jiao hurt, like resentment.

"Who are you studying? I hurt me last time and haven't settled the score with you yet." The young man seemed to have black lines at the corners of his eyes, which made him even more evil.

"You're talking too much nonsense."

The wooden sword was picked up, like a storm of wind and rain, and it suddenly came.

No one can teach Chen Lian's sword skills. The wooden sword attacked, although the sword shadows were numerous, there was no lethality.

It's like a kid juggling, without any excellence.

It fell into the eyes of the young man, but there was a difference. The tip of the sword trembled like countless light spots.

Every light spot is clear and pure.

Chen Lian's eyes dimmed a little, but the light spots lit up a little.

Outsiders cannot see the light spots, but only young men can see them.

This is the power of the soul refining in the form of the "Divine Sword", which has a mysterious and special power. It kills the soul of a living being, which is not like martial arts moves, nor is it like the true energy of the internal family, and it cannot open the monument to crack the stone. But for young men, it is more terrifying than these.

Everyone in the world has souls. If what they think and think in their hearts are profound, they become thoughts, placed on some image or thing, and gather sand into soil, they will become gods or devils.

In essence, a young man accepted the thoughts transformed by the greed of the world, and was a little supernatural, so although he was not pure, he still had himself.

Chen Lian was also irritable to him, and he felt irritable in his heart.

Deeply cultivate distracting thoughts and pure spirit.

The evil aura on his body was vaguely restrained.

He only remembers that there was a person who gave him this feeling many years ago.

He was a mortal and a scholar, but he had a righteous thought and a strong spirit.

The temple of the five brothers was broken and the golden body was smashed, leaving them wandering away. In the end, they gradually recovered by bewitching Xu Hong.

Chen Lian’s sword is empty and vain. If it is for everyone in the martial arts world to see, it is not worth laughing at, but it has something to be worth it, that is, the rhythm is excellent.

The battle between experts changes rapidly. It does not mean that your moves are more exquisite, so you can defeat the enemy and dominate the world.

It is like a simple pine tree to welcome guests. Although it dances, it is like the pine tree tree that breeze blows across the mountain stream. Under a sword, the sword momentum becomes an arc.

But if it goes out quickly, the opponent will have expected it. You will see your flaws and catch them.

Because it is difficult to change direction once you put all your efforts, you will be doomed to fail.

If you draw the sword too slowly, you will have room for yourself, but you will easily be hit by the enemy's thunder, which will defeat your sword. Once you fall into a disadvantage, you will turn "Cangsong Welcoming Guests" into "Turn the Wolf into the House".

Chen Lian's move without names and no surnames was stabbed casually, without any subtle changes, but it was better than the shaking of the sword tip and the heavy sword shadows, making it difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real, but it left a little room, as if you could launch an attack from all directions at any time.

The young man pulled Yan in front of him, allowing the sword to cover Yan's body.

He is an evil god, without courtesy, righteousness, integrity and shame, nor morality, benevolence and righteousness, just for himself.

The wooden sword broke through the air, squeaking, like a shorter and clearer sound.

The tip of the sword was about to stab the undulating places of Yan's peaks, but suddenly stopped.

The young man smiled evilly, his hand was emitting black air, like a pipa, and black lines extended out, trying to tie Shenlian up.

The light spots on the tip of the sword were like meteors, with heavy rain.

The wind and rain are like darkness, and it cannot be added.

Although it was a wooden sword, the coldness on the sword made Yan frightened and fainted suddenly.

These light spots did not go towards Yan, but turned around in the sky and bumped into the black air of a young man like a pipa string. These are all thoughts caused by human greed. A little bit can make ordinary people mentally confused and make all kinds of crazy actions.

The light spots are like holy light that purifies everything. When they fall on the black air, they melt like snow and ice.

The young man thought to himself: This kid is so pure in spirit, if he swallows him.

With this thought, he couldn't help but have a great greed. This was the first time he encountered such pure soul power. Unlike that person's thoughts back then, he was masculine, like the scorching sun, full of righteousness.

The idea of ​​refining is just pure and the soul power is strong. After devouring it, you can save a lot of refining skills.

If he gets this benefit alone, his ability will naturally increase.

He was determined to take the benefits alone, so he did not inform the four brothers who were practicing in the temple.

The lobby was filled with black fog, and a pig's head with two long fangs and a huge mouth and nose appeared in the black fog.

Chen Lian could see clearly that this was a wild boar covered with hair like a steel needle, with fangs not retreating.

The young man was originally a wild boar in the mountains, but he was different from those of the same race. He ruined many spiritual objects in the vast mountains and even opened his wisdom.

Later, I met the other four brothers and discovered a monk who practiced the divine path. He left his cave. He learned some methods to absorb distracting thoughts from people, and eventually strengthened his soul and gained some magical powers.

First, in the mountain village, he pretended to be a ghost, gained some faith of foolish men and women, devoured those greedy and evil thoughts that wanted to make money and gain nothing, and understood the human society.

The reputation of the Five Gods also spread.

The five plague gods are animals, and their thoughts are pure. They become evil gods because they are mixed with a lot of evil thoughts.

Because some people were ungrateful, they set up the Five Tong Temples and gave five guys the opportunity to strengthen their cultivation.

Perhaps because their place has not been revealed for a long time, the gods of the plague have become more and more supernatural because they have mastered some of the ability to support dreams.

By absorbing distracting thoughts from people's hearts, we also have human nature, and we know how to deceive people's hearts.

After all, evil thoughts give birth to gods, and actions are unscrupulous. This young man transformed into humans and harmed many good women. Finally, he attracted a scholar who acted and acted with righteousness.

The five evil gods are ultimately animals. After getting used to using supernatural powers, they forget what they are.

The evil method that confuses people's hearts is completely suppressed when the scholar's righteous and righteous spirit is unable to be used at all. In the end, the statue of the god was smashed and left with wounds.

Only the young man was injured the most and recovered relatively quickly could he come out to harm the Xu family.

Among the five gods, the young man, a wild boar, is the most lustful, evil and has the most thoughts.

Only then did he have the idea of ​​Chen Ruoxi, wanting to expand more believers through the Shen family and help him practice.

In the black mist, the wild boar limped his legs and rushed towards Chen Lian.

Chen Lian stood with his sword, and the wind did not move, as if it had become a sculpture.
Chapter completed!