Seeing that the Cloud Fairy fell to the ground, Long Kui happily rushed up to make up for the pestle, so that the Cloud Fairy had no possibility of fighting back.

The Sky Fairy knew that something bad was going to happen, but she didn't expect that she would capsize in the gutter today. was still contemptuous of Chongyangzi's courage and lack of strategy, but now he has become a turtle in the urn.

Nightshade's vajra is not trivial, even if there is Tiangang's qi to protect the body, it is difficult to stop the vajra, and now he is weak and weak, if he is hit by the vajra, I am afraid that he will inevitably die, and he will be buried in this cave.

In any case, he couldn't let these two little beasts go, and he wanted them to be buried with him, but unfortunately, until this moment, the Cloud Fairy still didn't know where Murong Jie was hiding.

Where did the Cloud Fairy know at this time that Murong Jie was behind the raging flames. Even Murong Jie himself couldn't believe that the Red Lotus Blade could release such a magnificent sky-high flame, and for a while, he was a little stupid and couldn't contain the flames in time, so the city gate caught fire and the pond fish also burned the nightshade.

Since the Cloud Fairy didn't know where Murong Jie was, she could only pull the nightshade to bury herself. She tried all her strength to recondense the qi of Tiangang, blood kept pouring out of her mouth, and at the critical moment of life and death, how could the Yunxiao Fairy still take care of the injury.

Nightshade was calculated, but it was not calculated, the dying Sky Fairy was actually able to attack, and the nightshade, who had no defense at all, was hit by the Cloud Fairy with all his might.

Before Nightshade's vajra smashed down, she had already flown out dozens of feet away, slamming into the roots of the huge banyan tree, vomiting blood in her mouth and almost dying.

Nightshade only felt that her internal organs were torn apart, and she had never felt so uncomfortable in her life, as if her body was no longer her own, and it was as if her soul had been shaken away from her body.

In short, that discomfort can only be experienced by nightshade, if it is replaced by anyone else, there will be death under this palm, and there will never be any way to live.

The palm of the Cloud Fairy exhausted her life's cultivation and exhausted her last energy, although she was beaten to death, but she herself was also very uncomfortable.

The exhausted Cloud Fairy, who had no True Qi to resist, also flew far away from the reverse thrust generated this time, and fell miserably.

The delicate and charming face is also full of dirt, and the otherworldly fairy outside the sky is no different from the little flower now, I am afraid that there is no such beauty in the world, and she can be more embarrassed than the cloud fairy at this time.

At this time, Murong Jie guarded the flames, and the majestic flames just now covered the sight of the Cloud Fairy, and at the same time covered his sight.

Murong Jie didn't see the scene just now, only saw the Cloud Fairy sitting on the ground, lost and embarrassed, like a little widow with a dead husband, sitting on the side of the road and begging for mercy.

Seeing the big beauty, she became so embarrassed. In this situation, Murong Jie couldn't help but laugh, and this smile also made the Cloud Fairy finally discover Murong Jie.

Murong Jie was right in front of him, and now he could kill this little thief with just a sword, but the Yunxiao Fairy didn't even have the strength of that sword, so he could only watch Murong Jie express his gloating mood with unscrupulous eyes.

Murong Jie's eyes seemed to be shining with green light, and at this time, the Cloud Fairy remembered that the dress that was ignited just now was already too late, with a delicate jade body and a graceful posture, and was once again seen by Murong Jie, but he could only lie motionless like this, letting Murong Jie carefully appreciate and comment.

There is no greater shame in the world than this, the cloud fairy is extremely ashamed, and tears can't help but win the championship, but you don't want to show weakness in front of the enemy, gritting her teeth and trying to hold back her tears, but the tears don't listen to her.

If it weren't for the fatigue and weakness of the Cloud Fairy, I'm afraid this delicate fairy would have been crying silently.

The Cloud Fairy is an out-and-out beauty, and she is the first beauty of Dunhuang Yaotai. Such a beauty, no matter how embarrassed or downcast, is still a beauty. Still intoxicatingly beautiful, still irresistibly beautiful, everything about her is so pleasing to the eye, and it will always be pleasing to the eye.

Staring at the flawless body of the Cloud Fairy, Murong Jie couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and the night pearl he held in his mouth fell out, and fell to the feet of a pair of tiger-headed combat boots, Murong Jie looked up and was so frightened that his face was bloodless.

Chongyangzi and Li Keyong didn't know when, but they also came to the dim garden. Murong Jie clenched the Red Lotus Blade and prepared to fight again, but he didn't expect Chongyangzi and Li Keyong to use it, and they didn't take Murong Jie in their eyes at all.

Chongyangzi couldn't wait to pick up the pearl of the night, looked and looked, looked and looked, as if he had found a treasure, he couldn't put it down, and he was proud.

Murong Jie was wondering, Chongyangzi was not right, but at this time, Chongyangzi suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha, it seems that the old man really wants to thank you two little beasts today, if you hadn't brought the old man here, the old man wouldn't have known, the legend turned out to be true. ”

"What legend?" Murong Jie was a little at a loss for a moment.

"Hahaha, since you are dying, the old man will also let you be a ghost. People who cultivate the Jindan Dao in heaven and earth know that there is a poor strange ink bead at the foot of the spiritual mountain of Sizhaotang, and according to legend, as long as you get this poor strange ink bead, you will be able to transcend the Three Realms from now on, and have a cultivation that is no less than that of Da Luo Jin Xian. It's a pity that thousands of years have passed, and the martial arts cultivators who come here have either found nothing, or are silent relics, and over time, the legend of the poor strange ink beads has become a non-committal joke, and many martial arts cultivators think that it is just a rumor. ”

"Poor Qi Mozhu?" Murong Jie suddenly felt that Chongyangzi seemed to know something, maybe what he had seen and heard before, Chongyangzi knew what was going on, but how could he make Chongyangzi speak.

Presumably, what the old man has in his hand is a poor ink bead, and the old man can feel the unique breath of this bead. When you were fighting each other, the old man carefully observed for a long time, and everything here is a legend. It's all true and not a rumor, this is the Poor Strange Ink Bead, there is no doubt that it is the Poor Strange Ink Bead, the old man should really thank you. Chongyangzi said emotionally.

"In that case, you should have one, eighteen thousand taels of silver, and then use eight sedan chairs to send us back to Sizhaotang. Murong Jie said as a matter of course.

"Okay, okay! Yes, yes! No problem, the old man will send you on the road, send you to report to Lord Yama, remember to have a good baby in the next life, don't meet the old man again." ”

After Chongyangzi finished speaking, he raised his head unhurriedly and swallowed the dark night pearl.

In less than a moment, Murong Jie actually found that Chongyangzi's broken left hand seemed to have been completely healed, and there was no difference between it and the uninjured right hand.

Immediately afterwards, a cloud of black gas slowly overflowed from Chongyang's body, and at the same time, Chongyangzi's expression began to become hideous, and hideous edges and corners appeared on his head.