As soon as Shen Xiang entered Kuocang Mountain, he felt several messy demonic qi swirling in the mountain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

His heart tightened, could it be that Jiang Xiran was right, is there really a catastrophe for Wuwei Sword House today?

The mirage appeared in the Kyoto Begonia Flower Festival, which was like a thunderbolt from the sky to the cultivation realm of the Tianyan Continent, and life and death were at stake.

Figuring out the truth was imminent, Shen Xiang was ordered by the senior brother of the head of the sect to go to the Flowing Moon Temple to meet with the high priest.

As an experiencer from beginning to end, his role is naturally more important than that of the bigwigs who drink tea on the roof of the star-picking building.

The other juniors who went to the trial didn't know what a mirage was, but Shen Yu was not an ordinary junior.

He grew up outside the realm since he was a child, and the old man in Huangshi is an old guy with abnormal brain circuits, raising apprentices is like herding sheep, and everything that should be eaten and not eaten is stuffed over.

Although Shen Xiang is still a teenager, he has already come into contact with many ultimate secrets that the cultivation masters have not touched.

The Imperial Capital Tianyan Enchantment was intact, and the entire Tianyan Continent had also been investigated during this time, and no turbidity was found, so everyone sighed slowly.

Anyway, the knife hanging from the head wasn't about to fall.

Since everything is normal in the Tianyan Continent, but a mirage appeared in the illusion of the trial, it can only show that someone has secretly done something to change the space in the illusion and introduce everyone into the space where the mirage is hidden.

Being able to do this in front of everyone, especially under the nose of the Flowing Moon Temple, no matter who the main messenger behind it is, is a powerful and ruthless character, and it must not be taken lightly.

At this point, the matter has basically nothing to do with Shen Xiang.

But the high priest hadn't seen him for several years, and he liked it very much, and always asked him to accompany him to play chess or discuss kendo together.

To be able to get the favor of the high priest, I don't know how many people dream of it, Shen Xiang naturally can't ask to leave.

It's dragged on day by day, and more than half a month has passed.

Until this morning, Jiang Xiran came to him with a little worry, saying that he had calculated that there was a catastrophe in Wuwei Sword House today, and urged him to go back immediately.

For this reason, he even lent him the crane that the high priest had raised as a treasure and could travel 3,000 miles a day.

Wuwei Sword House, as a sword heart seeking sect that dominates the world, has been established for thousands of years and has a deep foundation.

Shen Xiang couldn't imagine anything that could threaten Wuwei Sword Residence, but since Jiang Xiran had spoken, it would be good to go back and take a look.

Lin Guo told him through the spirit mirror the day before yesterday that he was going to Fengling City with Ah Yuan and a few little monsters, and said that he would buy a bunch of food to come back and eat for him.

Just in time to go back and see her.

The crane sitting on the high priest arrived at Kucang Mountain before noon.

Unexpectedly, there was really a demon to attack, his expression turned cold, and the sword on his back seemed to feel the murderous aura of his master, and he couldn't wait to roar and tremble.

The little demon on Kuocang Mountain trembled, and he didn't know how to be afraid when he was caught by Shen Xiang for questioning, and said:

"Uncle Xiao, it's a monster from outside the world, it's so powerful, I don't know why I suddenly appeared in Kuocang Mountain, and I've killed a lot of little demons on the mountain, hey, Uncle Xiao, take revenge on us!"

Thanks to Linguo and Ah Yuan, the monsters in this mountain all feel that they have some kind of friendship with Wuwei Jianju.

Are little uncles terrible? Demons are much more terrible than little uncles!

At least Uncle Xiao doesn't kill indiscriminately, well, he doesn't kill indiscriminately on the mountain in front of his house.

Just when the first shock of the aura in the Jialan White Pagoda came out, the tower sat cross-legged for an unknown amount of time, and the sword spirit Han Yuan, whose body was covered with snow, suddenly opened his eyes.

The aura in the blue and white tower fluctuated violently, and the dryad really couldn't hold it back.

Moreover, I chose to do it at this time.

The master is merciful and leaves a bane, and the dryad should have been killed a long time ago. Without any hesitation, Han Yuan dodged into the Jialan White Tower.

A large number of demons suddenly appeared in Beiyuan, the master and Wuchenzi were not in the sword house, Li Miao had already gone outside the realm, and Shen Yu was in the Liuyue Temple again, at this time, only he could resist the entire Wuwei Sword House for a while.

In the Jialan Tower, Lin Guo, who had just been freed, rubbed his wrist and calmly considered whether to kill Han Yuan or kill Han Yuan.

While watching his master and the sword spirit fighting, the fat dumpling who was licking his little claws suddenly shook his ears and said happily: "Xiao Shi is back!"

Seeing that the woman in black suddenly quieted down, and the murderous aura around her body sank, it thought that Lin Guo didn't believe it, "It's true, I've arrived at Tai Chi Square!"

As he spoke, his tail shook involuntarily, and he looked out of the tower longingly, as if he couldn't wait to pounce into his arms.

The woman in black sighed and smiled very lightly, "It seems that this is all providence." There was a look of amazement and relief on her face.

Fat Tuanzi blinked his eyes and asked, "What providence?"

The smile of the woman in black suddenly became charming, "Heaven's will, God wants to fulfill me to be a scumbag!"

"You catch him in, remember, it's caught in!" Lin Guo said, solemnly, releasing the task as the master.

It didn't take long for Shen Xiang to be taken into the Jialan and White Tower by a fat cat the size of a tiger.

He knocked on the fat dumpling's head a little helplessly, "Stop playing, it's messy outside, let me down!"

That's right, even the Wuwei Sword Ju, which is full of Taoist prohibitions, has demons infiltrated, which is impossible to happen, but it did happen.

There is no doubt that someone has revealed the method of breaking the ban to these demons.

But now is not the time to think about this, killing the demons that break in is the most important thing, there are not many monks in the sword house, Song Duanyue Jiaojiao and others are too immature, he can't rest assured.

In the blue and white tower, there is a rain of fire falling in the mist-like sky, and the air is full of scorching and scorching breath, which is completely different from the cold of the snow floating on the Taiji Square.

The blazing red pillar not far away was the Pillar of Babel, but the dryad bound on it was gone.

Shen Yu frowned, and wanted to speak, but was suddenly attracted by the figure of a girl squatting on the ground.

She was dressed in a black robe, and her fingers were scratching on the ground. Although she didn't look up, Shen Xiang also knew that it was her, and her figure, with every hook and painting, had already been engraved into her heart.

What should have been said was suddenly forgotten.

The fat cat silently put Shen Xiang beside the girl in black, took two steps back, and looked at Shen Xiang with big blue eyes without blinking.

The girl looked up and smiled at him, "You're here." ”

"Hmm. Shen Yu's face also softened.

The girl stood up, tilted her head sideways, as if she had seen him for the first time, and looked at him quietly.

"What are you looking at?"

"Let's see if you've changed. She laughs. The smile seems to be the same as ever, but it is clearly different. (To be continued.) )