The entrance of the blood gold spell golden light directly penetrated the entire body of the black snake.

Burst!

The body of the bow in mid-air suddenly weakened and drooped. In the blink of an eye, it changed back to the appearance of a long whip, but at this time, the tip of the whip seemed to have been blown open by a flower, emitting white smoke, which was no different from ordinary items.

"Ahh

He continued to swing his long whip and struck again, this time like a mad beast.

After all, there is too much difference in strength, even if the long whip is destroyed, Zhuang Ting's strength is still not lagging behind.

Su Shangjun's face was cautious, and every time he blocked, he was walking on thin ice. However, this black snake seemed to know the weakness of her double rings, and it was effortless to attack.

The two were at a stalemate for a while.

Chu Meifeng's face became embarrassed, and he scolded in a low voice: "This waste!"

The form on the field is scorching, which is the last thing he likes. At the same time, he looked sideways at Ding Wu, who was taking a nap with his eyes closed, and snorted coldly.

"Guards Ding really didn't make a move?" Chu Meifeng asked.

"Why does Lord Ning still want to threaten me?" Ding Wu's eyes opened, and the killing of the martial artist was vividly revealed.

After all, Ding Wu is a person who has been fighting and killing for a long time, and his murderous aura is something that Chu Meifeng, whose spiritual veins are shattered, can withstand it, and immediately the cold breath wraps around his body, and his face is pale, this is the oppression of the strong!

"Is it a Ding guard...... I really don't want to know the truth about myself, only I can help you!" Chu Meifeng said intermittently, "I didn't mean to order the Ding guards to make a move, I just hoped to ...... No matter what happens next, Ding guards don't interfere......"

The force squeezed his throat, and it became more and more difficult to breathe, and just as he was about to suffocate, the force dissipated violently.

Ding Wu's eyes showed a hint of murderous intent: "You and I are both working for the Nine Emperor Princes, if you think that you can go up and help him take down the Blue Lotus Sect as soon as possible, I will naturally not interfere." ”

"That's good......" Chu Mei smiled and said with a haze in her eyes, which was meaningful.

He pulled out a white porcelain vase with a yellow note on it and strange characters painted on it.

As soon as the bottle was shot, it was as if it felt that something was about to happen, and it trembled with excitement.

"Haven't you always wanted revenge? Now that Su Shangjun is in front of you, go ahead!"

Hearing the name, the bottle trembled even more violently, and it couldn't wait to break through.

Chu Meifeng smiled cruelly and tore open the rune paper.

"Bang!"

The porcelain bottle can be exploded, and a large cloud of purple-black miasma gushes out!

It's a ghost!

The miasma quickly condensed into a human face, and he could vaguely see the long eyebrows and white beards that he had before, he frowned, and the moment he saw Su Shangjun, his eyes darkened, and suddenly flickered, and then it became pitch black again, and then he burst into uncontrollable anger. The roaring mouth was a little deformed, spewing out wisps of black smoke that sparked.

The disciples of the Qinglian Sect below were stunned, and the soul in front of them was none other than the former Great Elder, Liu Xiong!

"Liu Xiong!" Su Shangjun couldn't believe that his soul was actually taken in by Chu Meifeng if he didn't find it, looking at this situation, he was trained into a soul corpse.

Different from simple souls, although soul corpses also retain the resentment and hatred of life, infinite resentment, but they must be slaves forever, everything must obey the orders of the master, and the two will not complement each other like forming a spiritual contract, and the soul corpse is a simple slave!

Chu Meifeng smiled proudly, although she had no spiritual vein, but fortunately, she had obtained a set of exercises to practice soul corpses by chance.

Liu Xiong couldn't wait to rush towards Su Shangjun, the purple black qi in his hands scorched the air, and the black qi gradually condensed behind him, and in the blink of an eye, one hundred and ten flying swords were achieved, and they were all exposed, ready for battle!

Flying Sword Duel!

"Kill—"

Whoosh –

Liu Xiong roared angrily, and all the flying swords struck at the graceful figure that was in the midst of a fierce battle!

Fang Gu and the disciples wanted to step forward to help him, everything happened in an instant, and the speed of the flying sword was even more terrifying, breaking through the void and killing in front of him in an instant!

Su Shangjun's pupils shrank, and she was overwhelmed by Zhuang Ting's attack, in the face of the new flying sword, she frowned, and she broke off, and the remaining five blood gold runes hit two, and the golden runes spread out in the wind, like a golden wall, intending to intercept the flying sword.

"Little girl, your blood gold talisman is still taught to you by the old man! Delusional to deal with the old man is whimsical!" Liu Xiong sneered, the flying sword was like a broken bamboo, and the golden talisman was blocked for only three seconds, and cracks appeared on the back of the turtle with a squeak, and the muffled sound of the poof.

At the same time, she was still Zhuang Xiaozi's opponent with only three golden runes left, and in an instant, two more golden runes were all shattered, only the last golden rune, and the enemy was faced on both sides, and neither side of the box could escape the end of a death.

At this moment, she could clearly see the flying sword blade and the subtle cracks on the long whip at hand.

can clearly see the smug and rampant benefits under Liu Xiong's phantom, as well as Zhuang Ting's greedy eyes.

She raised her hand and slowly put it down, a wry smile on the corner of her mouth, it turned out that what people said before death was able to see what she had done in her life, it was true......

This moment seemed to be a very long time, and she saw many people, including grandfather, Uncle Ouyang, Su Shangxuan, and ......

She frowned.

There was also a lazy face no matter what time it was, and no matter how she recalled, she suddenly found that she couldn't remember his name.

It doesn't matter, she remembers the sacrifice in the stone forest, she remembers that Jiazicheng is dressed in white, and she remembers these eyes, like a pair of magnificent gems.

She even had to secretly think about it once, if there was no Qinglian Sect, there was no so-called Mr. and the identity of the sect family, only him and her, how good it would be.

But everything will eventually be annihilated—

She slowly closed her eyes, her cheeks stabbed by the sword wind, and the last golden talisman was self-defeating.

Suddenly, a strong chill hit, and it was bitterly cold!

Within a radius, ten miles of frost!

The whip and flying sword instantly froze into ice cubes, frozen less than ten centimeters away from her.

Liu Xiong and Zhuang Ting were stunned and wanted to pull out the flying sword and long whip, but it was too late, and there was a crackling thunder on the lilac ice!

Not only the three people present, but everyone around looked at the sudden change with a shocked face.

Chu Meifeng quickly looked around for the first time, and Ding Wu was also secretly surprised.

With a bang, in the eyes of everyone, flames ignited on the cold ice, and the flying sword and long whip turned into fiery red lava magma and spilled on the ground, quickly cooling into a puddle of black whirring liquid.

Liu Xiong turned his head sharply and flew his sword into the woods in one direction, and at one moment six or seven big trees broke off at the same time, scattering flying debris, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky.

Everyone followed the big movement, no one spoke, and the scene was terrible for a while.

"Step on ...... Trample...... Step ......"

Only the slight rustling sound behind the smoke and dust, the sound of footsteps, from far and near, and more than one person.

Finally, the silhouettes of the three people could be seen in the smoke and dust.

The three were two men and one woman. The man on the left was of the upper middle grade, looking to the left as if he could never stop, and then to the right, and on his shoulder stood a bird with a white golden feather, and the horse was incomparable.

The woman on the far right is more cumbersome, mainly because there are many mysterious ornaments hanging on her clothes, gold, silver and jewelry, everything, and a small white snake coiled in her hand.

The most eye-catching thing is the man in the middle, dressed in white, walking with his hands in his hands, and every time he steps, his feet seem to be firmly on the ground, but he does not even touch a trace of mud and dust.

Su Shangjun was the first to see the man in the middle, and his hands hanging in his sleeve robe trembled slightly involuntarily.

"Sir, it's Mr. Jiang!" said Fat Hu, jumping up excitedly.

"Mr. Jiang! It's really Mr. Jiang! Mr. Jiang came back to save us!" All the disciples exploded with a bang, and their depressed mood was swept away, and they didn't think about whether he alone could turn things around, in their hearts, as long as this person was there, all problems could be solved, and they all looked at this young man who was pacing with confidence.