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With Qin Xiaochuan's stubbornness, he was really prepared to stay at the Temple of Heaven and wait until the matter was over, and he would definitely not do anything "I will marry you when I come back" and then one of the two hung up this kind of flash in the world. He was even ready, if the desire realm dared to come again, he would lift his sword to kill one by one, and split two and four petals. With his current martial arts realm, he can really do it, unless it is Bo Xun who makes a personal move.

But when the three-body star Bo Xun really gets out of trouble and kills him, there will be nothing to do with Hua Ji. At that time, perhaps the Bodhi Realm and the Desire Realm had already started a full-scale war, and the sealed Bo Xun Spirit Buddha Heart had also been recovered by the Desire Realm. Qin Xiaochuan, who was still hanging under the name of Buddhism, definitely couldn't stand by and watch, it didn't make sense for Bo Xun to kill him.

However, in just three or four days, the sixth day of the Desire Realm did not make a comeback, and what happened in the first place in the four seas followed one after another. First of all, the demon knife world sent a group of small minions to set fire, and was swept out by the nameless sword chopping wood in the backyard, and the female shopkeeper Feng Lingyun stayed on the second floor to watch the play, and she didn't need to take the initiative to show up. Then in front of the public pavilion, in front of the Demon Sword Dao and others, the Wind Trace said that Dugu's resentment was not qualified to kill Zhutian and the like. At that time, there was a big uproar, and then someone secretly attacked, luring the traces of the wind away. Originally, he left the first house in the four seas and ran to the public pavilion to watch the lively cold drunkenness, so he lost his whereabouts.

Qu Shitu took a person named "Dingfeng Chou" to the Temple of Heaven to find Qin Xiaochuan, on the one hand, to bring the news of Leng Drunk's disappearance, and on the other hand, to invite this person to participate in the next plan to continue to plot against the mastermind behind the scenes. That Dingfeng Chou is a congenital person at first glance, although his eyebrows are clear and his eyes are beautiful, but his temples are pale. This person appeared during the last siege of the evil spirit ghost valley to kill the strategy, and according to the three later confessions of the third sect, the strategy once personally admitted that the only person in the world who could kill him was Dingfeng Sorrow.

However, not to mention the wind and sorrow, even Qu Shitu was blocked by the crazy green grass growing all over the ground before he entered the Heavenly Temple Enchantment, and then a sword wind swept people out three feet away.

Qin Xiaochuan refused to see Qu Shitu, a good talker. He didn't have the heart to fulfill the treaty with Su Huanzhen now, and he didn't want to see Dingfeng Sorrow, Yue Lanfang's skin after disguise. However, Yi Qiunian had already guessed that the key to the Demon Sword Dao Emperor's Mausoleum was still hidden on the right protector's body, and the news that he had entered the Qiankun Mausoleum still made Qin Xiaochuan's heart move slightly.

To go, or not to go?

The sword ruffian has helped him a lot along the way. If you don't go to your heart, you can't let go of Hanahime.

In the Temple of Heaven, Naphtha helps Hanahime clean up the ruins of the Lotus Cup. Ji Wuhua gently stroked the flowers, the gauze was quite graceful, and a pair of bare feet wrapped around the wisteria stepped on the soil, white and small, as if weak. In the world, Hua Ji and the women Qin Xiaochuan have seen are different. She doesn't mind the bones of the monks and soldiers who have turned into flower fat in the flowers, and while she is indifferent to the world, she maintains a very pure joy for all things in nature. Ji Wuhua lowered her head and sniffed the flowers, her light and handsome facial features had a sense of grace. Different from the unreachable cold of the moon in the fog at the top of the proud peak, Hua Ji is like a bright flower growing freely under a lonely cliff, walking between the world, leaving a soul-hooking fragrance in the wind.

"Qin Jun, what are you thinking?"

Ji Wuhua was used to the shadowy gaze behind him, but this time the gaze was unusually long. She raised her hand, the streamer flew up with the wind, leaned over to pick a bunch of brilliant flowers, shuttled barefoot among the flowers, walked to Qin Xiaochuan and sat down, smelled the flowers, and tilted her head to this side in pure confusion.

For the sake of the previous demon sword protection, the stone brain would not be very defensive against Qin Xiaochuan. The identity of the same demon spirit makes Ji Wuhua also have a natural affinity for the person who took off the mask. So when Qin Xiaochuan raised his hand to hold Hua Ji's hand together with the bouquet, Ji Wuhua didn't react much. Because this kind of person in her eyes is as warm as the sun, and although her eyes are focused, they are harmless.

"I'm wondering how I'm going to take you away like this under the gaze of a strange flower. ”

Qin Xiaochuan said.

Ji Wuhua: "Huh?"

The force in his hand suddenly increased. The flowers in the Temple of Heaven enchantment danced wildly, and there was a period of chaos. Then came the heart-rending cry of the naphthaloma: "Come on, Hanahime was taken away by the bad guys! Hanahime was taken away by the bad guys!"

As for whether Hanahime, who was packed and taken away, will be angry?

This, let's talk about it again.

Thousands of miles north of the river, in the hinterland of the Western Desert, the imperial tomb that now belongs to the Demon Sword Dao is called Qiankun Mausoleum. After Zhu Tian's death, his head and body were combined into one, and the prince and the black-clothed sword boy and the demon queen were sent to the Qiankun Mausoleum together with the people of the two worlds.

Yi Qiunian wanted to untie the knot in the heart of the scar of the wind, and discussed with the right protector of the Demon Sword Dao to borrow the key to open the imperial tomb. In fact, borrowing is not much different from a threat. By the time Qin Xiaochuan received the news deliberately sent by someone with a heart, Yi Qiunian had already opened the door of the Qiankun Mausoleum.

The sword ruffian stepped into the imperial tomb.

However, the right protector of the Demon Sword Dao did not fulfill the previous agreement, and re-closed the gate of the Imperial Tomb and pulled out the key. In this way, Yi Qiunian was trapped in the imperial mausoleum. Interested people can also take advantage of this to transfer Qin Xiaochuan. The people of the Desire Realm raised their swords to kill again, but only the clumsy naphtha in the Temple of Heaven remained. No one thought that the person who seemed to love the Lord of the Temple of Heaven would really dare to take him away against Hanahime's wishes. And the speed of rushing with a girl will definitely be slowed down, doesn't the innkeeper who has a deep relationship with Yi Qiunian and others want the life of a sword ruffian?

In the Qiankun Mausoleum, the sword ruffian is encountering the most dangerous situation in this life.

In the middle of the empty mausoleum, a beam of light reflected on the stone bed, on which was lying the corpse of the Lord of the Demon Sword Dao, Zhu Tian. When Yi Qiunian leaned over to check, the dead Zhu Tian suddenly opened his eyes upward, revealing the sword ruffian's body in his pupils like dead fish eyes, and his dry claws quickly turned upward, slamming Yi Qiunian's hands together. At this time, the right protector outside the Qiankun Mausoleum raised his hand to close the stone gate of the Imperial Mausoleum. Without the key, no one would be able to open the Demon Sword Dao Imperial Tomb that was enclosed by this mechanism again.

When Zhu Tian's corpse reacted, Yi Qiunian had raised his vigilance. Although he did not expect that the accident would come from the dead, he was already condensed. The sword qi should be sent out in response to the heart, and the cultivation has reached the realm of remembering the autumn year, basically turning the sword into a sword with thoughts, and acting with a sword!

As soon as the thought started, the sword was blowing, and the bones of Zhutian's hand were cut off by Qi Brush, and he fell back to the stone platform. But the formation in the Qiankun Tomb has been touched, the air flow has suddenly thinned into the darkness of nothingness, the gravity of the earth has disappeared, and Yi Qiunian's feet are off the ground, and he can no longer exert his speed expertise.

"Alas, you really said it. "Someone is waiting here, deliberately targeting his speed. This layout is not just for the memory of the autumn year. In fact, the people who are more likely to come to the Qiankun Mausoleum to check on Xutian's corpse also have wind marks. And once the sword ruffian disappears in the Qiankun Mausoleum, it will inevitably alarm the traces of the wind, so the Qiankun Mausoleum will turn into a bottomless abyss, come one and swallow the other.

Bounded by a vacuum, countless black shadows jumped, and only the faint light of the sword came into the human eye.

Yi Qiunian's inability to exert his speed does not mean that he cannot move. In a near-vacuum environment, breathing stops, and it is all based on internal strength to respond to the enemy. The sword ruffian's hands were wrong, the sword moved at will, and the invisible force unloaded the incoming blade. Yi Qiunian planned to fight quickly, but at this moment, the sword that had been repulsed rotated strangely in the void, and instead obliterated a streamer with a faster speed in the double impact.

The black-clothed masked man was silent, working in pairs, killing with swords and swords, and the angle was weird. In the void, people can't breathe, and this battle will inevitably not last long, and it will inevitably become more cruel. But after training beforehand, this group of black-clothed men is impressively familiar with the Void Combat Method, and when the volley strikes, they can do all kinds of actions that cannot be successful when they are flat ground. For a moment, Yi Qiunian, who was not familiar with this kind of void, was caught off guard, and the two wisps of sword light were already able to break through the protection and pierce into both shoulders.

An autumn moon, sword dance autumn wind!

The sword ruffian's move fell into the void as expected, without a trace. There is nowhere to borrow strength in the void, and wherever Yi Qiunian goes, there are all swords swinging, and the black-clothed masked man explodes and dies, and the blood is strangely suspended in mid-air, forming a misty blood mist to block the vision. But before he could break through this formation, the surrounding space fluctuated, and more masked people swung their swords to attack. Silent space, silent killing, and severed limbs can't stop all kinds of fearless death-defying predecessors and successors.

The fight lasted for a day and a night.

Masked people can't hold out in the void for long, but when they die, they go on the next. On the contrary, he fell into the sword ruffian who was not conducive to himself at the right time and place, and he was the only one from beginning to end. The more time passes, the more unfavorable the situation will be for Yi Qiunian. Gradually, the ruffian's clothes were soaked with blood, which showed that after the violent consumption of his body, he could no longer stop the bleeding from the wound.

Outside the Qiankun Mausoleum.

After a day and a night, the Right Protector never noticed any movement. Leaving the Demon Sword Dao for too long would be suspected, and the Right Protector decided to leave with the key.

He didn't encounter anything on the way back.

The Demon Sword Dao was in front of him, and the right protector stepped forward with confidence. But just as he was about to step into the scope of the Demon Sword Dao Main Altar, a scabbard suddenly stretched out from the shadows, and the whole body was engraved with a black Ganoderma lucidum pattern, and a sword scabbard smashed the person unconscious.

Qin Xiaochuan searched for the key.

Only then did he take Hua Ji to rush to the Qiankun Mausoleum!