Su Zhen and the Jindan Demon Cultivator were close to each other, and at this time they were in a stalemate.

The two of them were fighting fiercely in the air at the moment, and the pitch-black demonic energy and Zhan Zhan Thunder Light frequently collided, causing a lot of momentum!

Although that demon cultivator only had the cultivation of the middle stage of the Jindan, which was one line worse than Su Zhen's late stage of the Jindan, because of his frequent methods and ruthless moves, he was on a par with Su Zhen.

Su Zhen's eyes were slightly cold, his body was full of thunder, and the thunder roared in the void.

Seeing this, the demon cultivator's face turned pale, and the moves in his hand were a little sluggish.

The battle was fierce, and although Su Zhen was injured, he was not in danger of his life; On the other hand, the demon cultivator, although he still has a fierce move, his face is getting more and more pale, which is the precursor of the exhaustion of spiritual power!

The moment Su Zhen aimed at the sluggishness of the demon cultivation move, the aura in the dantian was twilight, and a silver nine-foot long sword came out of the dantian and was grasped by Su Zhenyi in his hand.

Su Zhen held the triangular sword in his hand, and when the true yuan surged, he broke through the air with the momentum of ten thousand jun and went straight into the Demon Cultivation Dantian Spirit Mansion!

Demon Xiu was shocked, and his eyes were fierce.

He slapped his right hand to his heart, his face turned pale, and he forced out a fist-sized ball of heart blood!

He dipped his hands in blood, and waved his hands extremely quickly, outlining an extremely mysterious formation.

His speed was extremely fast, and Su Zhen tried his best to break through the air, but he was also able to complete the Xuanao formation when the triangle was about to insert into his dantian.

The formation with blood as the medium exudes an extremely evil aura. At this time, during the operation of the formation, wisps of black light lingered on it, as if there were ten thousand ghosts crying, terrible and abnormal, and resentful.

This is the killer weapon of the desolate minister-Ten Thousand Ghosts Twilight Heavenly Array!

As soon as the Triangle Warrior came into contact with this Ten Thousand Ghosts Heavenly Array, he was blocked from it. It hummed and roared, and a radiant aura filled its body.

One white and one black, one good and one evil, confront each other in the air and penetrate each other.

The sheer force of power tore a wide hole in the canopy, revealing a dark and deep void.

However, such a confrontation of forces eerily did not make a sound, only the terrible howl of ten thousand ghosts was particularly obvious in the quiet night.

Su Zhen snorted, his face like gold paper.

The consumption of driving the natal spirit weapon is extremely high, and his natal spirit weapon is only a primary refining, and the connection with himself is not deep enough, and it is extremely spiritual power to manipulate.

And that demon cultivation is not much better, forcing out so much hard work, if you are lucky enough not to die after this battle, your cultivation will also fall, and you can't recover without decades of penance.

And at this time, he was just hanging a trace of breath, squeezing the last trace of spiritual power in the dantian to maintain the operation of the formation.

It can be said that the last fight is who has more accumulation and more abundant spiritual power!

Finally, the formation trembled slightly, the black light began to dim, and the formation began to collapse......

The fluorescent light on the triangular sword is sheng, and there is a buzz, which is about to break through the formation!

At this time, how could the desolate minister have the spirit when he attacked? He regretted it in his heart, he shouldn't have rushed here for the sake of these few flesh and blood, and ended up in the current situation.

Seeing that the triangle was about to break through the formation, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and a strange howl sounded from his mouth, and the two foundation building demon cultivators who were besieging Liu Minhang and the two qi cultivation demon cultivators who were fighting against Bai Zisheng Mu Yao seemed to be pulled by something and went to the place where the desolate ministers were.

With a squeeze of his palm, the four bodies exploded in the twilight, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

He stood in it, without a trace of blood on his body, only absorbing the blood and steaming out pure blood qi, and his spiritual power was restored.

But it was impossible for him to continue the war, and not to mention that Su Zhen seemed to have the strength to fight again, and there was another foundation building monk over there.

He had no intention of fighting, and took advantage of Su Zhen's being restrained by the formation, so he shot a beam of black light at Liu Minxing, and when Liu Minxing was fighting, a trace of blood appeared under his feet in an instant, and there was no trace.

And when his trace disappeared, the formation was also broken by the triangular sword, turning into a fluorescent sky.

After breaking the formation, the triangle was illusory for a while, and then turned into a touch of silver light and returned to the Su Zhen Dantian.

This triangular sword was infected by resentment when it was confronting the formation, and I am afraid it will not be able to get rid of it without a few years of warmth.

Su Zhen's strength was exhausted, and he fell from the sky, his breath languishing.

And Bai Zisheng and the others are no better, they are all wolves.

Although Bai Zisheng said that his foundation was solid, he was a little thicker than that of his fellow cultivators, but when he used the "Shui Shui Transformation Dragon Technique", even if he only used the initial level of magic to transform the water Jiao, he also extracted most of the true yuan in his body.

Therefore, after Bai Zisheng killed two Qi Cultivation Demon Cultivators, he only had the power to protect himself when he fought against another Demon Cultivator, and he had no more ability to kill the enemy.

"This demon cultivator...... It's too treacherous!" Su Zhen said fiercely, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

That demon cultivator was clearly about to be annihilated, but let him escape, how could he let go?

Su Zhen was originally a monk who cultivated the power of thunder, and his temper was not very good, and this time the demon escaped from his hands, which made him even more annoyed

But he also understood that at this time, the enemy situation was unknown, and it was not advisable to pursue rashly, and the most important thing was to find a place to rest and recuperate.

He stood up, and his originally majestic figure now seemed to be a little rickety.

Forced to return to Xianlaiju, Bai Zisheng and the others watched silently, and did not come forward to disturb them uninterestingly.

The sky was about to brighten, the wisps of golden light broke through the black clouds, and the blood stains on the ground were illuminated by the sunlight, making a sneering sound, and after a while, they returned to normal, as if there had never been a vicious fight.

And the simple phantom array set up by Su Zhen in order to avoid mortals from suffering also slowly collapsed, and returned to nothingness under the sunlight.

Bai Zisheng glanced back in the direction where the City Lord's Mansion was located, his handsome face did not have a trace of a smile, and his eyes looked a little cold in the sun.

Then he turned his head and went straight back to Xianlaiju.

Under the bright sun, the immortal residence with open doors and windows is like a demon beast that chooses people to eat, and it is full of haze.

Su Zhen sat upright on the couch, although his face was still pale, his breath stabilized.

He saw that Bai Zisheng and the others were sluggish, and the injuries on their bodies did not know the geometry, and their hands moved slightly, and a few bottles of pills appeared in their palms.

"This is the recovery pill, which has the ability to build muscle and replenish the element. After you have taken a good life and meditated, you will go to the city lord's mansion tonight to find out the truth. ”

Bai Zisheng held the jade bottle in his hand and rubbed it slowly, and the warm touch recalled his senses.

He is no stranger to this rejuvenation pill, this is a pill that is always prepared by the Zhuji monks and even the Yuanying monks, and he doesn't know how much he swallowed in his previous life. Now that I hold it in my hand again, I can't help but sigh at the impermanence of heaven.

"Thank you for the gift. He didn't say much, and after thanking him, he sat cross-legged on the ground with Liu Minhang and others, swallowed the pill and slowly ran the exercises.

The immortal came quietly in the center, and those demon cultivators' minions disappeared as if they had never appeared......

The night was deep, and the moon was as bright as water.

Bai Zisheng and the others had just woken up from their cultivation, and they were still discussing how to sneak into the City Lord's Mansion, when Su Zhen suddenly frowned, and a flash of thunder light popped out in his hand.

With a miserable scream, a group of immortal cultivators dressed in clear water and cloud veils appeared.

One golden pill and ten foundations, the surface is full of fairy wind bones, but the eyes are full of evil.

They were seen through by Su Zhen, and they didn't hide it, so they cast a spell in their hands, and the true yuan spray was to catch them one by one!

Bai Zisheng's pupils shrank, these people ......

But it is the uploader of this mission, the monk of the Water Reflection Gate!

Who would have thought that the Shuiying Gate, which had been attached to the Guiyuan Immortal Sect for thousands of years, would collectively rebel?

……

"Yes...... Evil!" Bai Zisheng was hit by a monk from Shuiyingmen, and flew out upside down, making a crackling sonic boom in the air, his clothes were torn, and his hairpin hair was messy.

That monk is a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and with his full strength, if it weren't for Bai Zisheng's legendary immortal method, stable soul, and strong body, I am afraid that he would have died.

But even if Bai Zisheng took this blow, he had no strength to fight again.

Don't...... Is he going to die today?

Bai Zisheng is unwilling, he hasn't let the White Dragon Mansion be destroyed! He hasn't let Bai Zheng's blood debt be repaid! He hasn't ...... yet Share your heart with your brother, and be a long-term companion on your fairy journey!

He was unwilling! Unwilling! Bai Zisheng's eyes burst out with a beam of fine light, and he bit his tongue and spit out a touch of blood in his heart, his body was full of water vapor, and the qi of heaven and earth gathered, and he actually wanted to break through to the foundation!

Although there will be many aftermaths, he can't care about that much!

When he thought that the White Dragon Mansion would still last for a long time in the future, Bai Zheng would still bear the title of the pride of the sky, and there were other people standing next to his senior brother, he was extremely unwilling!

However, when he wanted to fight desperately, a slender and powerful hand slapped him on the shoulder, with infinite chill, suppressing the violent aura of his body.

Bai Zisheng recognized this familiar hand at a glance.

It's Senior Brother!

Bai Zisheng's heart was settled, and the exercises operated naturally, slowly sending the surging heaven and earth qi in his body back to the dantian.

It can be said that after all the experiences of the previous life, Zuo Chuning is Bai Zisheng's only salvation now.

No matter what the crisis, it seems that with Zuo Chuning, he can put his mind at ease.

Bai Zisheng's eyes moved slightly, and there was undisguised dependence and trust in his eyes.

After Zuo Chuning had a brief conversation with Li Yu, he hurried to the direction of Hanyuan City, where his junior brother Bai Zisheng was.

After finding out from the mission hall, Bai Zisheng took over the task of eliminating demons, and Zuo Qiu Ning was solemn, and his eyebrows were covered with frost.

As soon as his body moved, he threw out a light boat and stepped into the air, and then the light boat almost turned into a streamer and crossed the sky.

The name of this light boat is Xunlang, it is Li Yao's heart and soul, the speed is extremely fast, from Guiyuan Immortal Sect to Hanyuan City, it is only half a day's effort.

At this moment, the swift wave boat took Zuo Chuning straight through the sky, like a streamer in the sky, suddenly disappearing.

Zuo Qiu Ning's face was still as cold as ice, and during the operation of the exercises, he continued to extract the true yuan from the dantian to maintain the speed of the light boat.

And when he arrived less than a hundred miles away from Hanyuan City, Zuo Chuning raised his palm lightly, and the silver light that disappeared appeared again, pointing directly at a place in the city.

He took the light boat and stepped into the city, and the sword light was cold along the way, and the momentum was cold and cold.

He flew in the direction of the silver light, and when he came to a certain place, the silver light in his hand suddenly flourished.

He stepped into the place where the immortal came to live, but he never thought that he would see Bai Zisheng wanting to damage the foundation and forcibly break through.

This scene made his mind ache faintly, as if something similar had happened in front of his eyes and he was powerless to stop it......