My practice narration is weird

Chapter 307 Do you want to dance too?

Under the night sky, the brightly lit building was silent for a moment.

But it was only a moment.

The next moment, dozens of majestic auras surged out and suddenly appeared from the building.

A sharp voice came, with questioning and contemptuous sneers.

"Who are you?"

"What a courage."

"Where did you get the idea to be so desperate that you dare to act wild here?"

The auras surged as if they were going to collapse the building, and countless doors and windows were automatically opened without wind, making a rustling sound.

And under the pressure of this surging aura, in the voices of countless contempt, there was a person who walked slowly, leisurely, and walked towards the building step by step.

He did not have the aura that suddenly appeared on his body like the others, and even did not reveal much aura.

Compared with the countless auras in the building, that figure seemed a little small and lonely.

He just stood quietly in front of the broken door, raised his head slightly, looked towards a certain place in the building, and then took a step lightly.

Standing in the building.

Everyone saw the figure clearly.

The young man was dressed in black clothes, standing there with a straight figure. The lights in front of him were bright, and behind him was dim, as if he was integrated with the dark night.

More than ten great practitioners of the Cui family present had a doubt in their hearts at this moment.

Who is this person?

The man who was knocked into the building before was still lying on the ground groaning, but at this moment no one paid more attention to him, and all eyes were focused on Ye Wuyou.

But Ye Wuyou did not look at them. The eyes of the people around him gathered on him, and he ignored them and walked forward.

Ye Wuyou's idea was very simple, there was no need to waste energy with these people.

Because he saw some scenes in Tianyan.

One of the scenes was that Luo Yue summoned the spirit generals, but did not directly attack them.

At that time, the crack only stopped in front of the two people, and more, it just showed the intimidation of the body.

And then...

Ye Wuyou just wanted to ask the other family head first, whether he really intended to kill Luo Yue two days ago?

Then, there was Ji Wuye, who was still alive...

That day, Ji Wuye was "rescued" by someone, and he couldn't stop the Lingxue Pavilion Master's means.

Although there were still grudges in his heart, the other party had two souls in one body, and Ye Wuyou thought that they were two people.

It's not that he couldn't accept a "stupid" Ji Wuye to live, and that extraordinary fishing rod could be regarded as a life-buying money.

But Ji Wuye in Tianyan was not the stupid "sister".

What happened during this period?

Tianyan couldn't deduce it, because it involved weirdness.

It doesn't matter.

Ji Wuye, wait for me.

This time, I, Ye Wuyou, will not let you go.

Ye Wuyou glanced at everyone, and then spoke quietly, with a serious tone.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. I'm only looking for your family head."

"Looking for the family head? I think you're looking for death!"

Everyone laughed. The boy in front of them was too arrogant.

All of them were in the fourth realm, and there were even a few in the fifth realm.

[Looking for death? Hehehe, how can these jumping clowns be your enemy? They are already seeking death.]

The voice of the narrator jumped out in Ye Wuyou's mind, but his expression did not change.

But after seeing the figures who jumped out and attacked him, Ye Wuyou finally sighed deeply.

There were mixed emotions flashing in his mind. It was the Six Desires Demon Sutra that was evolving and tempering all the time, and it had existed for a long time.

It was already a little difficult to suppress in Nanning City before.

Just under the gentle comfort of the little fox, he felt like he had stepped into the whole world when he was on Bai Lu's chest. At that time, Ye Wuyou's soul was purified.

At this moment...

Ye Wuyou finally suppressed his emotions.

The wind started to blow.

The first cultivator flashed at this moment, and he was a great supernatural power of the fourth realm. He punched Ye Wuyou with a fierce aura, and the aura on his fist was like a whistling dragon winding around.

The dragon flew out of his hand directly, and with a fierce gale, it suddenly hit Ye Wuyou.

[Supernatural power-Dragon Fist]

Ye Wuyou looked indifferent, and his ghostly ghost hand extended out.

But the dark blue ghost hand flashed a few times and then retracted, as if it was unable to stretch out and was listless.

As a result, the dragon fist hit Ye Wuyou firmly.

Amid the roaring and exploding sound of the aura, the great supernatural power cultivator showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"I got it."

But his face changed immediately, and he looked at the diffuse smoke with some doubt.

The smoke and dust dissipated, but the figure still stood there upright.

His full-strength attack...how could it be?

Because Ye Wuyou was standing in the same place, his footsteps did not move at all.

There was no damage on his body.

What kind of monster is this?

Can he take the attack of the fourth realm so lightly?

Even the fifth realm can't do it, at least react.

No, take it? Did he take it?

He didn't do anything at all.

Realizing this, everyone's figures froze in place for a moment.

Those practitioners who had rushed out also stopped at this moment, and their eyes kept surging.

And now, under the surprised gaze of everyone, Ye Wuyou stretched out his hand and gently patted the dust on his clothes.

The voice of the narrator emerged in his mind with a certain chill.

[Just gravel, not half as good as you]

[The Six Desires of Demonic Transformation Sutra is circulating in your body at this moment, and it has reached a certain limit. Since words cannot solve the problem, only violence and killing are good medicine]

[It’s time to kill all the living beings in this place, drain them dry, and the fresh soul will turn into the best nourishment, and that sense of joy will make you feel happy]

Along with the words, a violent emotion appeared in his eyes.

But Ye Wuyou took a deep breath and suppressed it again.

[You once again suppress the mixed emotions in your heart. This extreme violence is not in your eyes. It is obvious that you have reached the limit and will burst out... Yes, what you want is not just to reach the limit, but to break the limit]

[Just like lust, only long-term suppression and constant restraint can lead to the most enjoyable release]

Damn it, stop barking!

Ye Wuyou had to admit that although the "Six Desires of Demon Transformation Sutra" written by the narrator had some evil qualities, the effect was really beyond imagination.

Through constant tempering, Ye Wuyou's body has reached an extremely powerful level without even realizing it.

The magical power of a practitioner of the Four Realms struck him without any damage at all, and even the makeshift protective aura failed to dissipate half of it.

This reminded Ye Wuyou of the dilemma he faced when he successfully attacked Lu Qingshan but found that he failed to break through.

"The ghost has been suppressed. This place can suppress weirdness, but not completely. The ghost hand cannot be used, but the [ghost] body is still there."

"In addition, the Dharma cannot be invoked. Is this some kind of restriction? In order to ensure the safety of this gathering."

Ye Wuyou muttered to himself.

In other words, [Stealth] can still be used. This is the most basic characteristic of ghosts, as long as it is combined with ghosts.

But apart from that, it seems that those scarlet eyes can still be used.

It is not affected.

[Demon Sealing Barrier] can suppress weirdness, which is the remains of the avenue.

But there seems to be no obstacle to the real "high road".

Among the many practitioners, some gritted their teeth and shouted.

"Let's go together. With so many of us, why are we afraid of him?"

"Fuck him."

More than a dozen figures suddenly shot out, and the strong wind blew out all the lights.

But there was no darkness at all inside the building. On the contrary, the light shone for a moment, and the magical power was brilliant.

A long knife with a sharp blade slashed hard at Ye Wuyou's body.

"Knife?" Ye Wuyou's eyes flashed slightly.

Immediately, he grabbed the blade with one hand, and no matter how hard the knife holder exerted his strength, he could not move even half an inch.

In the frightened eyes of the knife-wielding man, the man in front of him turned his head slightly and spoke in a calm tone.

"Do you want to dance too?"

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At the top of the magnificent pavilion, there is a secret room set up by Baiyun Guan himself. The exquisite formation blocks out all intrusions.

How sophisticated is this formation?

Even if the outside world is turned upside down, this room remains as calm as a mountain despite the weather.

Even the magical power of the Six Realm Heavenly Powers can block one or two.

This is also the room that Baiyunguan, as the host, specially prepared for several forces coming from afar.

It not only isolates from all external intrusions, but also has the effect of calming the mind and concentrating the mind for the purpose of practice.

Practice cannot be easily disturbed.

Dual cultivation cannot be disturbed.

At this moment, this carefully arranged secret practice room has been transformed into an extremely luxurious room.

The precious incense was burning slowly at this moment, and in the room, there was a large wooden barrel, with water splashing and gurgling along with the old man's laughter and the woman's charming voice.

The woman's voice came with a hint of charm.

"Master, why did you bring the slave family to live in this pavilion? Isn't this pavilion for the Luo family? Baiyunguan has also arranged a residence for us. It's a bit better than this, bigger and more gorgeous."

The old man had a faint smile on his face, rubbed his hands restlessly in the water, and sneered.

"Why, is this house uncomfortable to live in?"

"How could it be possible? This house is certainly comfortable to be with the master, but the slave family likes a bigger one." The young woman lied without changing her expression and her heart did not beat, but her words were a bit tea-like.

Immediately, the woman smiled sweetly and added again.

"Master is the best."

The woman's appearance can only be regarded as good, not particularly outstanding.

But the voice is very sweet, and it is deliberately suppressed, which is a bit weird.

But the Cui family leader likes this voice very much. It is so addictive that he can slightly ignore the other party's appearance and hypocrisy.

Cui Feng, the old head of the Cui family, did not pay attention to the woman's words at this moment, but looked out the window, as if he could see the remote courtyard not far away.

That is where the Luo family is now.

The old man said happily.

"Although this pavilion is smaller than the one arranged for us by Baiyun Temple, I am more comfortable than the one I lived in before. Why? Because there is always a comparison in everything."

"The quality of living in this house is relatively good. If you lived there before, it would be just a slightly larger house. But living here, looking at the people in the remote courtyard next to it every morning, I just feel It’s so refreshing and refreshing.”

The young woman was a little confused. At best, she was just a bad woman who was full of tea, not a pervert.

But she still responded in agreement.

"What the master said makes sense, but wouldn't it be good for us to treat the Luo family like this?"

Cui Feng's tone paused slightly and said indifferently.

"Why, are you thinking about the Luo family?"

The woman's expression changed, but then she said pitifully.

"How could it be possible? How could the Nu family speak for the Luo family? The Nu family is just worried about the master. After all, the Luo family is also a powerful force. Although they are nothing in front of the master, if they are forced into a hurry..."

Cui Feng laughed and said disdainfully.

"What's the point? The Luo family's industry has already won a lot. Even their flying boat production line, after this meeting, I will also win."

"Right now, it's just a matter of getting some things in advance. Sooner or later, everything in the Luo family will have the surname Cui."

"As for a desperate counterattack? Huh, the head of the family is just a little girl. She is only in the third realm. She relies entirely on her weirdness to control the Luo family. Now in this Baiyun Mountain City, she can't use weirdness and is no more than an ant."

"If an old man hadn't taken action that day, the head of the Luo family would have been killed on the spot."

The woman's eyes flashed slightly and she complained sadly.

"Is the head of the Luo family a woman? No wonder the master attaches so much importance to it. The master clearly said last time that he would not talk about other women in front of the slave family."

Cui Feng sneered.

"Haha, what are you thinking about? That little girl doesn't have much time left. Besides, she is an ugly person. I glanced at that face under the veil with my spiritual thoughts at that time. Tsk tsk, it made me sick to see her."

"If any man falls in love with her, he will be really unlucky for eight lifetimes."

Cui Feng said, then reached out his hand and patted the round and fair skin behind the woman under the water.

The woman understands.

Then the water splashed and gradually turned into raging waves.

The old man in the barrel breathed rapidly for a moment. From the beginning to the end, after about fifteen breaths, everything became calm.

The old man's expression suddenly calmed down, his mind was peaceful, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and he felt that everything in the world was boring.

"You go out, I suddenly have an enlightenment and now I want to practice."

The woman nodded, then stood up from the bucket, curled her lips and rolled her eyes as she turned away.

Cui Feng was lying in the bucket now, looking calm and leisurely.

So quiet.

There was only the rustling sound of a woman getting dressed.

hiss……

It's obviously so quiet, but why.

Cui Feng suddenly felt a little uneasy in his mind. After practicing to his level, many things had some unspeakable "premonitions".

"Dong dong dong..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

The head of the Cui family frowned slightly and then scolded.

"What are you knocking on? I am practicing, please get out of here."