Gods and Demons Are All Delusional

Gods and demons are all delusional Angels and demons are lurking in the world fighting for a piece of unclaimed land. But they accidentally discovered that each other was disguised as a human monk. During the day, they competed with each other in the fairy gate, and at night they went back to the cave to curse each other's camp. Until one day when the demon army invaded the territory, the angel subconsciously protected the demon behind him. The devil put a blasting charm on her with his backhand: "Idiot, now the whole world knows that I am covering the angel." The Xuan Bing Peak is covered with snow all year round. The sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles, and the light of one sword is cold across nineteen continents. This is the foundation of the Tianxu Sword Sect, the largest sect in the world of cultivation. The chain of floating islands is scattered like broken jade in the leaden sea of ​​clouds. Each island is covered with ice and frost, and the sharp sword intent condenses into substance, cutting through the strong wind. At this moment, it was the day when the Tianxu Sword Sect opened its doors to recruit disciples once every ten years. The sword-testing platform was buzzing with people, and the boys and girls who came to seek immortality in the mortal world huddled together, nervously waiting for the fateful spiritual root test. "Next, Su Qingmo." The indifferent voice of the deacon elder spread throughout the audience through the amplification array. The crowd parted, and a girl in a white-washed green shirt stepped forward. She is slender and has a cold face, like a thin sword hidden in a sheath. Her only pair of eyes are very bright, with a faint golden glow in the deep black. She pressed her hand on the dark spirit-detecting stone, and a brilliant light suddenly bloomed inside the stone. Gold and white colors intertwined and flowed, turning into a sharp sword light rising into the sky, causing the surrounding disciples to cry out. "The Tianling Root has both mutated light attributes and excellent qualifications." The elder nodded slightly, finally with a hint of satisfaction in his tone, "Recorded." On the other side, the crowd started to commotion again, even worse than before. A girl in red came lazily, with a beautiful face and a somewhat careless charm in her eyebrows, as if the tension around her had nothing to do with her. She pressed her hand on another spirit-detecting stone, and a black light as deep as night emerged from the stone, with a heart-stopping devouring feeling, but there was also a faint ring of blood around the edge. "Dark attribute heavenly spirit root, also contains... A trace of demonic nature?" The test elder frowned and looked at the girl, "What's your name?" "Ye Li." The girl in red retracted her hand and smiled heartlessly, "Elder, this devilish nature is innate. I have not practiced any evil methods." The elder pondered for a moment, and finally registered in the register: "Enter the outer gate, the observation period is three years, and you are not allowed to approach the forbidden area." Su Qingmo stood in the crowd, looking past the crowd of heads and landing on the girl named Ye Li. At this moment, Ye Li also turned his head as if feeling something. Their eyes met in mid-air, and each could clearly see something flashing deep in the other's eyes that was incompatible with the monks around him. Su Qingmo frowned slightly. That kind of smell... Was too familiar and too disgusting. It was the smell of abyssal sulfur and corrupted souls. Although it was well concealed by a layer of human skin, it could not escape her eyes that had once reflected the glory of heaven. A demon disguised himself as a human and got into the Tianxu Sword Sect. Ye Li raised her eyebrows and unconsciously rubbed her sleeves with her fingertips, where an imperceptible defensive rune was hidden. From that cold gaze, she smelled the smell of holy light that disgusted the demons the most. It was light but pure, like the morning sun that had been diluted countless times. Its essence was still the first ray of light on the top of the mountain in heaven. An angel actually condescends to come to this human sect and work as an undercover agent? The two of them looked away almost at the same time. One looked at the snowy peaks in the distance, and the other lowered his head and played with his belt. The same thought flashed through their minds: "Trouble." But the trouble has just begun. Perhaps because of the complementary attributes of their spiritual roots, or because of the deliberate arrangement of the list of disciples who seemed to be incompatible with each other, Su Qingmo and Ye Li were assigned to the east and west sides of the mist-shrouded "Tingxue Pavilion" in the same residence. During the day, together with other outer sect disciples, they listened to the elders' sermons at the Tianxu Sword Sect's "Tao Dao Platform" and practiced basic sword techniques at the "Martial Arts Arena". Su Qingmo's bright sword energy made him upright, and his "Rising Sun" move was so bright that it stung the corners of Ye Li's eyes; Ye Li's shadow footwork was weird and changeable, and his "Ye Yu Xiaoxiang" move was feminine and lingering, making Su Qingmo frown. Others only thought that their attributes were incompatible, their sword intentions were incompatible, and they often competed with each other. However, they did not know that during the interlacing sword lights, each sharp edge was aimed at the opponent's most secret weakness. When the sun sets over the west mountain and the moonlight begins to rise, the two of them go back to their private rooms. Su Qingmo set up a soundproof barrier, facing his cold face in the bronze mirror, and cursed in a low voice: "Degenerate, you dare to touch the sword of light with the dirty smell of sulfur..." On the other side, Ye Li kicked off his boots and collapsed on the couch, staring at the beam and gritting his teeth: "Birdman, hypocritical scum of the Holy Light, that move of 'Slanting Wind and Drizzle' is clearly a provocation..." After cursing, they had to continue playing the role of hard-working monks. During the martial arts performance the next day, Su Qingmo's sword power was unavoidably more powerful, and Ye Li's whip shadow became more and more cunning, causing the sand and rocks to fly. The disciples around him were astonished, thinking that the two geniuses had realized something again. Only they themselves know that it is revenge for each other's "unrestraint". This strange balance lasted for several months, until that day, the demon army invaded the territory. The sky suddenly darkened, as if an invisible giant hand had wiped out all the light. The originally sunny afternoon suddenly sank into thick darkness. Only the light of the Tianxu Sword Sect's mountain-protecting formation was still struggling to support it, but it was also being eroded by the overwhelming demonic energy. The alarm bell rang through the sky, and all the disciples were on guard with their swords in hand, their faces pale. The black monsters surged in from the end of the sea of ​​clouds like a tide, their shapes were ferocious, and their roars were deafening. What's even more terrifying is the three figures standing in the air in the middle of the demonic energy, each exuding a terrifying coercion that distorts the space - they are the three great kings of the demon clan, and they are coming together. A melee broke out instantly. The light of swords, talismans, magic weapons and the dark demonic energy strangled together, and screams and roars were endless. The long sword in Su Qingmo's hand pulled out blossoming sword flowers. The attributes of the Holy Light were clearly revealed at this moment. Every swing of the sword brought out a scorching white light, burning the approaching monsters to ashes, but also made her more conspicuous in the crowd. Ye Li shuttled through the shadows, a soul-eating whip in her hand dancing tightly, and the shadow energy devoured the surrounding monsters. Strangely, when some monsters rushed forward and touched her breath, they would stagnate slightly, showing confusion. She had no time to think about it, so she just buried her head in the fight, but her peripheral vision always glanced at the increasingly dazzling holy light. A great king of the demon clan seemed to have noticed this, or in other words, noticed the incompatible holy light. A giant claw condensed entirely from black mist tore through the sky, carrying the aura of destroying everything, and clawed straight at Su Qingmo's back. The speed was extremely fast. Su Qingmo had just cut off the two yakshas in front of him. His old strength had been exhausted and new strength had not been regenerated. He felt a fishy wind carrying a bone-chilling chill and hit his back, and he couldn't even turn around. Almost at the same time, a red figure suddenly popped out of the shadow on the side, and it was so fast that it pulled out a string of afterimages. Ye Li didn't even think about it. His body was faster than his mind. The soul-eating whip wrapped around Su Qingmo's waist and jerked it backwards. At the same time, he stood in front of the giant claw. "Bang!" With a muffled sound, Ye Li was knocked backwards by the huge claws, and a puff of blood mist spurted out from his mouth. However, he used this force to push Su Qingmo far away from the attack range. She fell heavily to the ground, several ribs were broken, her internal organs were churning, and the severe pain made her eyesight go black. Su Qingmo was thrown more than ten feet away, staggered to steady his body, and turned around to see Ye Li vomiting blood and falling to the ground, and the huge black claw that had not lost its momentum and pressed down again. Her heart seemed to be clenched tightly by something, and a pure anger and panic that far exceeded her duties and tasks seized her. Without thinking, the holy light in her body burst out without reservation, and a pair of huge wings formed by light spread out behind her. The long sword in her hand was wrapped in brilliant light, and she slashed at the giant claw with one sword. "Boom——!" The holy light and the demonic energy collided violently, erupting with a deafening roar, and the aftermath blew away the surrounding demons and monks. The giant claw was forcibly cut back by this sword, and the black mist rolled and dissipated a lot. Su Qingmo gasped and fell back to the ground. The light wings behind her slowly disappeared, and she stumbled towards the place where Ye Li fell. Ye Li struggled to sit up from the gravel, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked up to see Su Qingmo running toward her with a pale face and lingering panic in her eyes. Behind her, the pair of light wings that had not had time to completely disappear were dazzling under the dim sky. All around, the remaining demons and human monks stopped moving and looked at this side in shock. Ye Li's eyes crossed Su Qingmo's shoulders, swept across the frozen and horrified faces, and then fell back on Su Qingmo's face. The pain in her chest was severe, but she suddenly grinned, a smile that was sarcastic and helpless. She raised her blood-stained hand, holding a crumpled blasting talisman that had been clasped in her palm with her fingertips. She used her last bit of strength to slap Su Qingmo on the shoulder with her backhand. "Bang——" There was a much smaller explosion than expected, and it only shattered half of Su Qingmo's cuffs, revealing the white arms underneath. Ye Li leaned against the broken wall behind him, coughing blood. His voice was hoarse and loud, and it clearly spread throughout the suddenly silent battlefield: "Idiot." She looked at Su Qingmo's stunned look, took a breath, and gave a smile that was uglier than crying: "Now... The whole world knows that I protect the angel." Su Qingmo looked down at his broken cuffs, then looked up at the demon who was obviously seriously injured but still speaking harshly, his fingertips trembling slightly. The encirclement is shrinking, and there is surprise, fear, and naked hostility in those eyes, regardless of whether they are humans or demons. The sky was dark, and the wind and snow started again at some point, rolling up blood foam and dust and falling between them. Su Qingmo was silent for a moment, then clenched the sword in his hand, moved half a step forward, and blocked Ye Li more completely behind him. She didn't speak, she just raised her sword, pointing straight ahead. Blinded by the wind and snow, no one saw her, with her back to Yeli's ears, which quietly turned a little red. Intention:1