The purple sun is in the sky, and the light is like a white blade, making people dare not look directly.

In the Blue Fire Demon Domain, at the entrance of an unknown canyon, two figures were wrapped in two pale cyan mist, quickly approaching.

It was the two elite disciples of Qinglian Dojo who were in a hurry, Fan and Cai.

"The terrain ahead is narrow, you and I should slow down and act slowly. Senior Brother Fan suggested.

With the lesson of the last time they were blocked by the people of Shimizu, the two were more cautious along the way.

"It's fine. Senior Brother Cai responded.

The two of them withdrew the retreat technique, and the pale cyan mist on the surface of their bodies disappeared. As they walked forward, they observed their surroundings.

The rock walls on both sides of the canyon are so steep that they seem to be about to fall down at any moment.

The purple sun that rises above casts light into the canyon, half bright, half dark, under the shade of the mountain walls.

"Senior Brother Fan, it stands to reason that this Blue Fire Demon Domain is also a region on the Zhongyuan Continent, how can the sun in the sky turn purple here?" Senior Brother Cai glanced up at the Purple Sun Dao in the sky.

"Is this this?It is said that the location of the Qinghuo Demon Domain was originally a necessary place for the Western Regions of the Zhongyuan Continent to lead to the Northern Regions, and it was also the birthplace of the Western Regions Demon Clan. As for why the sun in the sky is purple, I'm afraid it's an unknown secret of the Western Regions Demon Clan. Senior Brother Fan explained.

"This time, the glazed fire path seal on the periphery of the Blue Fire Demon Domain is loose, it can't be a trap set by the demon clan, right?" Senior Brother Cai continued to ask.

"What's the matter? A thousand years ago, in the great battle between humans and demons between the Northern Regions and the Western Regions, our Qinglian Dojo had great achievements. It was precisely because of that battle that our Qinglian Dojo established its position as the leader of the Dao Sect in the entire Zhongyuan Continent. After a thousand years, even if the remnants of the Western Regions Demon Clan are still there, there is nothing to fear. Senior Brother Fan said with a proud face, as if he had participated in the Great War between humans and demons thousands of years ago.

After hearing this, Senior Brother Cai couldn't help nodding, and his chest was straightened.

At this moment, in front of Fan and Cai, a "boulder" more than one person high suddenly moved.

"There is a situation!" Senior Brother Fan immediately exclaimed when he noticed the movement in front of him.

At this moment, the boulder on the opposite side was blurred, and a figure appeared.

That person was a great monk, he was dressed in apricot-colored Buddha robes, his figure was as tall as King Kong, and his breath was as steady as rock, just looking at it, it gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Senior Brother Fan's divine sense swept away the great monk who suddenly appeared on the opposite side, and his heart suddenly became a little nervous, this great monk's cultivation level was something he couldn't see clearly with his divine sense.

For those who cultivate the truth, the divine consciousness of high-level cultivators will be much stronger than that of lower-level cultivators. Therefore, the higher level monks can easily see the cultivation of the lower level monks. On the other hand, the lower-level monks could not see the specific cultivation of the higher-level monks.

At this time, the great monk on the opposite side looked at the two of them expressionlessly, and the wide Buddha robe outside his body did not move at all. It's like a stone carving, or a roadblock.

The great monk stopped in the passageway, and it seemed that he did not mean to give way to Fan and Cai, and the atmosphere became more urgent in the already narrow canyon.

"Most of the cultivation of this great monk on the other side is in the Daoming Realm, but it doesn't look like a person from the Demon Clan, but more like a monk from the Northern Regions, and eighty percent of them are here to hunt for treasures in the Qinghuo Demon Domain. Is there any treasure in front of this?"

Thinking of this, Senior Brother Fan said aloud: "This great monk, I don't know what sect and sect you are, what do you mean by blocking our way? ”

When decent people meet, they always like to report each other's names in order to appear to be upright and upright.

Fan and Cai are also elite disciples with a little reputation in the Qinglian Dojo.

A few years ago, in the battle of Lingcang Mountain, where the righteous factions in the Northern Regions joined forces to encircle and suppress the evil cultivators, Fan and Cai merged their swords and killed six powerful evil cultivators in one breath in a row. Since then, he has become famous in a fight, and people have given him the title of Lingcang Double Sword.

"I am a Qingyan monk who is one of the three sons of King Kong of the Golden Buddha Temple. I know the Qinglian Dojo, and I haven't heard of the name of "Lingcang Twin Swords". In the future, no one else will hear about it again. "Qingyan Monk" looked cold, and his tone was not good.

At this time, the "Qingyan Monk" is still a thousand-faced ghost. As the right envoy of the Shadow Order, he has a very high status in the Shadow Organization.

"This time, I received an order from the Shadow Lord, and I used my transfiguration technique to start harvesting the lives of the disciples of the great sects who entered the Blue Fire Demon Domain. It is to pull hatred between the major sects and fight in the Blue Fire Demon Domain, so that the Shadow can achieve its goal. The two stupid guys on the other side who claim to be righteous, if they don't say that they are disciples of the Qinglian Dojo, I don't bother to waste time with them. In that case, let's leave your life and make up the numbers. The thousand-faced ghost who controlled the Qingyan monk secretly thought in his heart.

"Do you want to block the road and kill people! My Qinglian Dojo and the Golden Buddha Temple have never had a festival, I don't know why you want to do this?" Senior Brother Fan pointed at the big monk opposite him and said angrily.

"The Golden Buddha Temple is also a well-known Buddhist sect. The name of the third son of King Kong is also famous for our brothers and sisters. Unexpectedly, Qingyan Monk, one of the three sons of King Kong, wanted to do murder and treasure here. Senior Brother Cai also said angrily.

"I forgot to tell you. Not long ago, the third son of King Kong became the first son of King Kong. Qingyan Monk looked sad, "My two junior disciples have unfortunately fallen in the process of searching for treasures. So, I'm in a bad mood and want to kill someone. ”

"You're probably crazy, and your two junior brothers have unfortunately fallen, but they have nothing to do with us. If you kill people indiscriminately, it will cause a confrontation between the Golden Buddha Temple and the Qinglian Dojo. Senior Brother Fan said loudly.

"Such a lame reason for killing is something only a madman can come up with. Senior Brother Cai echoed.

"You say I'm crazy? maybe. In the killing land of the Blue Fire Demon Domain, killing people actually doesn't need a reason. But for your brother's sake, I pity you. Kill only one of you today. Pick one of yourselves, and let me kill it. "Qingyan Monk" said disapprerovingly.

"Hmph!

"Cang!

In the silver sword box behind the two of them, two cold lights came out of the sheath.

"Great monk, maybe you have arrogant cultivation capital, but my senior brother and brother are like brothers, how can you be insulted like this. ”

"Senior brother and I will advance and retreat together, if you have the ability, you will kill us all. Otherwise, let the Dao Sword in our hands give you a ride to this crazy monk, so that you can be the companion of the third son of King Kong on the road to Huangquan. ”

"Hahaha. Let's hurt each other. Qingyan Monk laughed.

"Kill!"

Senior Brother Fan broke off, and the two brothers shot at the same time.

The Dao sword in the hands of the two stabbed out, and the sword qi was swallowed, like a pair of blue dragons out of the water.

Brush Brush Brush!

The sword qi flew into the waves, enveloping the Qingyan monk in it.

The "Qingyan Monk" secretly urged his unique rock body, and the surface of one of his arms was wrapped with brown aura, and his skin became as tough and rough as a rock.

As soon as his fists were horizontal, he fought with the two people opposite.

Dangdang!

The blade landed on the arm, but it was a spark splash.

Qingyan Monk's arms are like a pair of sledgehammers, wide open and closed, and extremely flexible, with one enemy and two, with the advantage of his strength, and even gradually gained the upper hand.

"Senior Brother Cai, the place in this canyon is too narrow, which is not conducive to our swordsmanship. You can't fight with this crazy monk here for a long time, so you should use a thunderbolt to kill this guy. Seeing that the momentum was not good, Senior Brother Fan immediately spread the word.

Fan and Cai made a false move, and their bodies retreated seven or eight feet away.

They were side by side, one holding a sword in his left hand and one in his right, and the two Dao swords were straight forward, stuck in one place, and the two became one.

Immediately after, circles of pale cyan soul power fluctuations emanated from the feet of the two of them. Miraculously, the soul power fluctuations of the two of them fit perfectly, and the soul domains of the two actually merged into one.

Suddenly, the aura of the two of them continued to rise, and the Taoist robes outside their bodies flew like waves. The strength of the soul power fluctuation has exceeded the limit of the Yuan Soul Realm cultivator, comparable to the Daoming Realm cultivator.

Immediately, the two of them threw out the Dao sword in their hands.

The two Dao swords were tightly together, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into the size of a zhangxu.

"Sword Formation - Shuangliu Sword Slash!"

The next moment, the sword blade burst into flames, conjuring up two hundred sword shadows out of thin air, and the power of the sword array suddenly shrouded down.

The sword burst rained, and its shape was terrifying!

Seeing this, the Qingyan monk on the opposite side did not have the slightest intention of retreating.

"Compete for soul power, magnify moves, and I will be accompanied by Qingyan monks. ”

As the words fell, a circle of dark brown soul domains scattered from the feet of the Qingyan monk, and the powerful soul power was like a boulder, rolling and crushing towards the surroundings. It is the rock field that the Qingyan monk is good at.

Miraculously, where the rock realm passed, the rocks scattered on the ground collapsed into powder, and the rock spiritual power in them was all superimposed in the rock field, and the power of the domain became stronger and stronger.

At this time, the "Qingyan monk" is like an angry mountain god, and the momentum is awe-inspiring.

He crouched down and pressed his hands to the ground, his mana frantically pouring into the rocky realm.

"Dharma - Earth Jiaoyan Dragon!"

Suddenly, in the field of rocks, the rock and soil on the ground rolled like a tide.

"Whew!"

With a dragon roar, a rock dragon of tens of zhang size soared into the air, shaking off the flying stones, which was extremely spectacular.

The rock dragon is composed of a combination of tough rocks, and the dragon's horns, dragon's eyes, and dragon's claws are all very clear. The golden Sanskrit characters on the surface of the dragon's body kept circulating, as if they were wearing gold armor.

"Boom, boom!"

The sound of popping is endless.

For a time, the rocks flew sideways, the sword light splashed everywhere, and the wind counterattacked.

The walls on both sides of the canyon shook and the rocks slid down under the impact of the shock wave of their moves.

After a while, the power of the moves was exhausted by each other, and the two sides were ostensibly evenly matched.

Fan and Cai glanced at each other, and the sense of crisis in their hearts became even stronger.

Although the combined attack technique of the two of them can improve their strength in a short period of time, which is enough to compete with the Daoming Realm monks, the burden on the body is not small. At this moment, the two of them were exhausted and their bodies were sore, and it was impossible for them to urge the ultimate move again in a short period of time.

And the Qingyan monk on the opposite side had a normal look and didn't look uncomfortable.

"It seems that the disciples of the Qinglian Dojo still have some skills. "Qingyan Monk" couldn't help but praise. In fact, he didn't deliberately praise Fan and Cai on the other side. Instead, he remembered Liu Haiyu, who was also a disciple of the Qinglian Dojo. Before, he and Liu Haiyu had a trick, although he didn't exert his full strength because of hiding his identity, but he was also forced to give up the body of a ghost slave in the "Old Road of Yushan". Liu Haiyu's strong performance left a deep impression on him.

"Still, it looks like that's what you're up to. What I've said counts, if one of the two of you can be killed by me of your own free will, then the remaining one, I can keep him alive. "Qingyan Monk" said indifferently.

"You crazy monk, it's a dream. ”

Senior Brother Fan broke off and took out the sword talisman with the pattern of the water sword painted on the surface from his arms, which was the life-saving sword talisman left by Liu Haiyu to the two of them.