Chapter 40

Then their dual cultivation ceremony should also be put on the agenda.

(Lin Yunqing:??? Is there something wrong?)

Lin Yunqing had already left the illusion.

Been waiting here for a long time.

Recalling the strange fantasy that I had just fallen into.

I still feel a lingering fear.

It was a modern office scene from a previous life.

The familiar desk, computer and bookshelves filled with files.

Everything seemed so real.

Yet there was an indescribable weirdness to it.

Colleagues around me are busy working.

The printer keeps making a buzzing sound.

The telephone rang one after another.

The scene changes are just too big.

It has nothing to do with the world of cultivation they live in.

And she had taken Qingxin Pill before.

This made her mind clearer.

It soon became clear that this was an illusion.

then.

He mobilized the spiritual power in his body without hesitation.

He performed a spell in his hand.

Attack the seemingly normal yet false scenes around.

With the impact of spiritual power.

The scenes in the illusion began to distort and break.

First, cracks appeared on the walls of the office.

Then the desk and the documents turned to dust.

Finally, there was a loud bang.

The illusion collapsed, and she successfully escaped from it.

To her shock.

The boss hasn’t come out yet.

Well, the famous NPC in the book who has no desires or demands.

What on earth could fascinate him?

See Song Zhi finally come out.

She walked quickly towards Song Zhi, the corners of her skirt fluttering in the wind.

Song just looked at Lin Yunqing who was safe and sound in front of him.

The tense heartstrings finally relaxed a little.

His gaze subconsciously lingered on her for a moment longer.

I saw that her hair was a little messy.

A few strands of hair fell beside her fair cheeks.

Looks very cute.

Song just looked away calmly.

But the heartbeat was still disturbing his mind.

“You finally came out. I’ve been waiting for three quarters of an hour. Let’s go find the demon cultivator!”

Lin Yunqing’s voice was filled with a hint of urgency.

Seeing that he didn’t speak.

He tilted his head slightly and asked in confusion.

“What’s wrong with you? Did you encounter anything special in the illusion?”

Her eyes were full of concern.

Her dark eyebrows also wrinkled slightly.

Song just silently recited the Bodhi Heart Sutra.

Said calmly.

“It’s okay, but the monster in the illusion was a bit tricky, but I have dealt with it.”

Lin Yunqing was still a little confused.

But Song just didn’t want to say more.

So I didn’t ask any more questions.

At this moment, a woman’s sharp scream was heard.

Song only used his spiritual sense to block the breath of the two people.

Taking Lin Yunqing towards the woods.

As soon as I stepped into the woods, I saw a horrifying scene.

I saw a demon with a ferocious look on his face pinching the neck of a beautiful woman.

There is a group of demon cultivators around.

The highest level of cultivation is the early Nascent Soul stage.

The lowest level of cultivation is at the middle stage of foundation building!

The woman’s face was as pale as paper.

His eyes were filled with despair and fear, and his body struggled weakly.

But he couldn’t break free from the evil cultivator’s grip at all.

The demon cultivator was surrounded by black demonic energy.

Those evil spirits were like black poisonous snakes.

It was continuously gathering towards his palm.

He was actually forcibly absorbing the woman’s cultivation.

She pulled Song Zhi’s sleeve.

The book only says that he saved her.

She didn’t want to get involved in this plot.

“What are you standing there for? Come and save her!”

She seemed to care about everyone.

Even if it was a stranger…

he set up a protective shield.

The surrounding thunder spiritual power wrapped around her fiercely.

“Wait a moment.”

A cold look flashed in his eyes.

The long sword in his hand instantly burst out with brilliant spiritual light.

Song Ji rushed towards the demon cultivator at a rapid speed.

The sword in his hand hummed.

The spiritual light on the sword is like materialized lightning.

Tear a bright hole in the dark woods.

His sword came out like a dragon.

With an unstoppable momentum, he stabbed at the opponent’s throat.

The demon leader sensed the danger.

He suddenly threw the woman in his hand towards Song Zhi, trying to block the fierce attack.

Song Zhi’s eyes narrowed and he moved sideways to avoid the woman.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand drew an arc in the air.

A crescent-shaped spiritual blade flew out of the sword.

Slash at the demon leader.

The demon leader quickly formed seals with his hands.

A black demonic shield appeared in front of him.

The spiritual blade slashed on the shield.

There was a harsh friction sound and a burst of sparks.

Taking advantage of this gap, other demon cultivators also used their magic weapons.

For a moment, all kinds of magical weapons with black light whizzed towards Song Zhi.

Song Zhi was not in a hurry.

The long sword in his hand danced into a spiritual energy halo, knocking away the attacking magical weapons one by one.

He stepped on the void and his figure flickered.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the demon leader and stabbed him fiercely with the sword in his hand.

The leader of the demon cultivators shouted loudly, and the demonic energy in his body surged.

He clenched his fists and smashed towards Song Zhi’s sword.

The fist and sword collided, making a dull loud noise.

The powerful impact caused the surrounding trees to fall down.

Song Zhi’s sword shadows were so numerous that they enveloped the leader of the demon cultivators.

Every sword shadow contains powerful thunder spiritual power.

The surrounding air was filled with a faint burnt smell.

The long sword in Song Zhi’s hand shone brightly, and all the spiritual power in his body was gathered at the tip of the sword.

He suddenly stabbed the demon leader in the chest.

The demon leader widened his eyes in horror.

He wanted to dodge but it was too late, the sword pierced straight into his chest.

The black evil energy quickly dissipated from the wound.

The demon leader let out an unwilling roar.

The body fell slowly.

Wherever the long sword in Song Zhi’s hand went, the demon cultivators fell one after another.

The thick smell of blood in the air…

(Zhang Silin: What are you pretending for? What happened with Yijian at ordinary times?? “