Xuanjian Gate is named after the sword, and all of them are sword cultivation, although the sword techniques practiced are different, but they do not change the nature of sword cultivation. At this time, the order of Qingjingren was executed, and the formation was neat, as done in the previous practice, without a single face and a slight fear.

Wang Mei stood behind the Nine Xuanren, watching the people of the Xuanjian Sect gather the sword formation, stopping the round-faced old man who rushed outward, watching Qingchen finally make a move, looking at the entanglement and fighting methods of the two parties, somehow, infinite boredom swelled up in his heart, whether it was between mortals or cultivators, or between gods and demons, is there no end to the battle in this world?

With this kind of boredom, Wang Mei's qi and blood actually began to speed up. Before she was even aware of it, the silk net of all kinds of emotions in her internal organs suddenly contracted inward, making her breath even unconsciously rapid.

Just when Wang Mei's breath was short and his blood was surging, I don't know if it was an induction in the dark, Xie Changsheng, who was in the sword array, swept over at a glance, and his heart was full of comfort and trust. And when he saw Wang Mei's face flushed, his face showed deep worry.

At this point in time, his eyes suddenly calmed Wang Mei's originally extremely restless heart. In this world, there is not only-for-tat, but also trust and warmth. With the emergence of this idea, Wang Mei's churning qi and blood gradually subsided, and where she didn't pay attention, the silk net around her five organs gradually relaxed, and with the recovery of Wang Mei's state, the tyrannical aura around her body gradually retracted, and her eyes gradually returned to their previous calm self-control.

Xie Changsheng in the distance naturally didn't know that just a glance at him, he pulled Wang Mei back from the edge of going mad, the sword array he was in at this time had also completed its change, Xie Changsheng was the killing move of the sword formation, and swept towards the round-faced old man with a sword, the old man reacted very quickly, only to see him turn over with a harrier, in the majestic sword qi, it should be a side flip to avoid the stab that Xie Changsheng attacked with the momentum of everyone.

However, at the moment when he just landed, his feet suddenly softened, and what was originally standing firmly became lying down. The round-faced old man raised his eyes hatefully, three feet away from him, Wang Mei happened to be taking care of the hem of his long skirt, and when she completed the whole process, she smiled slightly, only to hear the Jiuqu people behind her whisper: "Little junior sister is a good means"

"Where is it, compared to the good disciples educated by the senior brother, Ah Mei's Taoism is still far behind. ”

Wang Mei's words are a little heart-wrenching. After all, Xuan Nian can be said to be the biggest pain point in Jiuqu people's life, whenever anyone mentions it, a corner of his heart will throb, not to mention Wang Mei, this woman who personally poked out Xuan Nian's betrayal of Xuan Nian's door, and finally gave Xuan Nian a ride!

Jiuqu's head jumped, and in the end he didn't say anything. After all, it was he who provoked first. stabbed Jiuqu hard, Wang Mei spit out the depression that had been accumulated in his internal organs just now, thinking that his words and deeds just now were indeed a little excessive, Wang Mei lowered his head and apologized to Jiuqu, and when he saw that his face returned to normal, he didn't say more. After all, her enemies were never brothers in the same sect.

And at this time, she does have more important things to do, the round-faced old man has been caught by the people of the Xuanjian Gate, from beginning to end, Qingchen has not moved even a finger, she just stiffened her neck, looking at her opposite with a miserable face, Qingjingren who raised his sword at her.

Until this moment, she still seemed to refuse to believe, unwilling to believe that the man would raise his sword against herself.

"The split soul of this demon princess turned out to be a love soul. No wonder, in the past 10,000 years, the demons have not been found, not even a little news. Presumably, for the demons who pursue power, the love soul can only be regarded as a weakness. ”

The Jiuxuan people have also been paying attention to the Qingchen people's side. Seeing that this demon princess who made her most jealous turned out to be like an idiot, and seeing the tears and grievances in her eyes, the well-informed Jiuxuan people quickly understood the reason.

It turns out that the demons also have souls, but they are not divided into three souls and seven spirits like the human race, and there are various personalities in their souls. Among them, especially the number of divine souls produced by the royal family is the largest and the most complex.

The ultimate personality of the demon royal family usually has to go through 10,000 years of growth before it can be finalized, which is the reason.

And among the many souls with different temperaments, there is a soul called the soul of love. This love soul is considered the most useless kind of divine soul among the demon clansmen. Because once this kind of divine soul is generated, it is destined to be planted in the word "love". Once you love someone, in the life of the Zhong Demon Clan, this love is the only meaning of the existence of this love soul.

Other people, things, and things are like floating clouds in the hearts of this soul, not to mention that one or two demon clan's subordinates were captured, even if the round-faced old man really died in front of her, in the case of the sword in the hand of the Qingjing person on the opposite side did not move, this Qingchen person controlled by the soul would not move even a penny.

It is not surprising why the soul of this demon princess can stay in the Xuanjian Gate in peace, and there is no doubt about the resistance when it is sealed together with the Xuanjian Gate. I'm afraid that before this, after the catastrophe of Xuanqimen, the princess of the demon clan had already withdrawn from the identity of Qingchen people, and what was left was just a wisp of the demon princess's distraction from the Qingjing people.

What the Jiu Xuan people thought of, all the elders present also thought of. After all, no one who was able to be present was alive or dead for less than 10,000 years. These elders have at least heard of the legends of the demon race. Now that I see the shape of the Qingchen man, I understand it somewhat in my heart.

At this time, the battle situation on the round-faced old man's side had been decided, Jiu Ming had already been restrained, and the Qingchen people here were dragged by the Qingjing people alone. Looking at the situation, now that the demon clan belongs to no longer has any threat, as soon as the Yin Jia in Wang Mei's hand changes, the enchantment that wraps Jiuming is a contraction, and finally shows its true face in front of everyone.

This enchantment was originally formed by the superposition of three layers of bubbles, but now with the change of Wang Mei's handprint, this enchantment has become a layered shape from the inside to the outside, like the feathers of a bird's tail feathers. And the most colorful layer is the circle that wraps all the nine Ming.

Seeing that her Injia had been completed, the people of the Xuanjian Sect were led by Xie Changsheng, and the sword formation changed accordingly, forcing the round-faced old man into the second circle, and as soon as the round-faced old man entered this enchantment, he was trapped in the enchantment by Wang Mei as concocted.

Now only the outermost circle of enchantments is still empty, and everyone's eyes can't help but look at the two bodies of Qingjing and Qingchen who are still facing each other.

One of them has blue lines on their faces, but they still don't hide their beautiful faces. There was only a pair of watery eyes, looking at the old man standing with a sword on the opposite side full of expectation. The old man's face was still serious, and even the murderous aura on his body was the same as at the beginning, he held the sword in his right hand, but his left hand was slowly raised at this time:

"Senior sister, come here. ”

His outstretched hand was steady and powerful, and his words were as crisp as the sound of a sword. However, for some reason, everyone present heard a hint of restraint from it. As his words landed, the Qingchen people's eyes flashed, and then two strings of crystal tears dripped down.

She slowly lifted her feet, almost step by step, and then, when the two of them were still a sword away, she raised her hand and placed it on the old man's left hand.

At the same time, the old man's sword also fell to the ground with a "dang bang", his face was still tense, but the left hand holding Qingchen did not separate, at this moment, against the nervous eyes of everyone, the old man said:

"I'll accompany my junior sister into this Fire Trapping Immortal Array. Immortal, you are the proudest person in my life. The responsibility of passing on my sword skills will fall to you. ”

"Elder!!"

"Elder!!"

"Master!"

As soon as these words landed, he no longer looked at the stunned and screaming people of Xuanqimen, in his pair of fine eyes, only the face of the Qingchen man full of magic patterns, and the face of the old man who had not been smiling showed a trace of a smile at this time, and said gently:

"Senior sister, don't be afraid! Senior brother will accompany you!"

Just as he told her 50,000 years ago when he accompanied her on his first mission.

Xuanjian Gate is named after the sword, and all of them are sword cultivation, although the sword techniques practiced are different, but they do not change the nature of sword cultivation. At this time, the order of Qingjingren was executed, and the formation was neat, as done in the previous practice, without a single face and a slight fear.

Wang Mei stood behind the Nine Xuanren, watching the people of the Xuanjian Sect gather the sword formation, stopping the round-faced old man who rushed outward, watching Qingchen finally make a move, looking at the entanglement and fighting methods of the two parties, somehow, infinite boredom swelled up in his heart, whether it was between mortals or cultivators, or between gods and demons, is there no end to the battle in this world?

With this kind of boredom, Wang Mei's qi and blood actually began to speed up. Before she was even aware of it, the silk net of all kinds of emotions in her internal organs suddenly contracted inward, making her breath even unconsciously rapid.

Just when Wang Mei's breath was short and his blood was surging, I don't know if it was an induction in the dark, Xie Changsheng, who was in the sword array, swept over at a glance, and his heart was full of comfort and trust. And when he saw Wang Mei's face flushed, his face showed deep worry.

At this point in time, his eyes suddenly calmed Wang Mei's originally extremely restless heart. In this world, there is not only-for-tat, but also trust and warmth. With the emergence of this idea, Wang Mei's churning qi and blood gradually subsided, and where she didn't pay attention, the silk net around her five organs gradually relaxed, and with the recovery of Wang Mei's state, the tyrannical aura around her body gradually retracted, and her eyes gradually returned to their previous calm self-control.

Xie Changsheng in the distance naturally didn't know that just a glance at him, he pulled Wang Mei back from the edge of going mad, the sword array he was in at this time had also completed its change, Xie Changsheng was the killing move of the sword formation, and swept towards the round-faced old man with a sword, the old man reacted very quickly, only to see him turn over with a harrier, in the majestic sword qi, it should be a side flip to avoid the stab that Xie Changsheng attacked with the momentum of everyone.

However, at the moment when he just landed, his feet suddenly softened, and what was originally standing firmly became lying down. The round-faced old man raised his eyes hatefully, three feet away from him, Wang Mei happened to be taking care of the hem of his long skirt, and when she completed the whole process, she smiled slightly, only to hear the Jiuqu people behind her whisper: "Little junior sister is a good means"

"Where is it, compared to the good disciples educated by the senior brother, Ah Mei's Taoism is still far behind. ”

Wang Mei's words are a little heart-wrenching. After all, Xuan Nian can be said to be the biggest pain point in Jiuqu people's life, whenever anyone mentions it, a corner of his heart will throb, not to mention Wang Mei, this woman who personally poked out Xuan Nian's betrayal of Xuan Nian's door, and finally gave Xuan Nian a ride!

Jiuqu's head jumped, and in the end he didn't say anything. After all, it was he who provoked first. stabbed Jiuqu hard, Wang Mei spit out the depression that had been accumulated in his internal organs just now, thinking that his words and deeds just now were indeed a little excessive, Wang Mei lowered his head and apologized to Jiuqu, and when he saw that his face returned to normal, he didn't say more. After all, her enemies were never brothers in the same sect.

And at this time, she does have more important things to do, the round-faced old man has been caught by the people of the Xuanjian Gate, from beginning to end, Qingchen has not moved even a finger, she just stiffened her neck, looking at her opposite with a miserable face, Qingjingren who raised his sword at her.

Until this moment, she still seemed to refuse to believe, unwilling to believe that the man would raise his sword against herself.

"The split soul of this demon princess turned out to be a love soul. No wonder, in the past 10,000 years, the demons have not been found, not even a little news. Presumably, for the demons who pursue power, the love soul can only be regarded as a weakness. ”

The Jiuxuan people have also been paying attention to the Qingchen people's side. Seeing that this demon princess who made her most jealous turned out to be like an idiot, and seeing the tears and grievances in her eyes, the well-informed Jiuxuan people quickly understood the reason.

It turns out that the demons also have souls, but they are not divided into three souls and seven spirits like the human race, and there are various personalities in their souls. Among them, especially the number of divine souls produced by the royal family is the largest and the most complex.

The ultimate personality of the demon royal family usually has to go through 10,000 years of growth before it can be finalized, which is the reason.

And among the many souls with different temperaments, there is a soul called the soul of love. This love soul is considered the most useless kind of divine soul among the demon clansmen. Because once this kind of divine soul is generated, it is destined to be planted in the word "love". Once you love someone, in the life of the Zhong Demon Clan, this love is the only meaning of the existence of this love soul.

Other people, things, and things are like floating clouds in the hearts of this soul, not to mention that one or two demon clan's subordinates were captured, even if the round-faced old man really died in front of her, in the case of the sword in the hand of the Qingjing person on the opposite side did not move, this Qingchen person controlled by the soul would not move even a penny.

It is not surprising why the soul of this demon princess can stay in the Xuanjian Gate in peace, and there is no doubt about the resistance when it is sealed together with the Xuanjian Gate. I'm afraid that before this, after the catastrophe of Xuanqimen, the princess of the demon clan had already withdrawn from the identity of Qingchen people, and what was left was just a wisp of the demon princess's distraction from the Qingjing people.

What the Jiu Xuan people thought of, all the elders present also thought of. After all, no one who was able to be present was alive or dead for less than 10,000 years. These elders have at least heard of the legends of the demon race. Now that I see the shape of the Qingchen man, I understand it somewhat in my heart.

At this time, the battle situation on the round-faced old man's side had been decided, Jiu Ming had already been restrained, and the Qingchen people here were dragged by the Qingjing people alone. Looking at the situation, now that the demon clan belongs to no longer has any threat, as soon as the Yin Jia in Wang Mei's hand changes, the enchantment that wraps Jiuming is a contraction, and finally shows its true face in front of everyone.

This enchantment was originally formed by the superposition of three layers of bubbles, but now with the change of Wang Mei's handprint, this enchantment has become a layered shape from the inside to the outside, like the feathers of a bird's tail feathers. And the most colorful layer is the circle that wraps all the nine Ming.

Seeing that her Injia had been completed, the people of the Xuanjian Sect were led by Xie Changsheng, and the sword formation changed accordingly, forcing the round-faced old man into the second circle, and as soon as the round-faced old man entered this enchantment, he was trapped in the enchantment by Wang Mei as concocted.

Now only the outermost circle of enchantments is still empty, and everyone's eyes can't help but look at the two bodies of Qingjing and Qingchen who are still facing each other.

One of them has blue lines on their faces, but they still don't hide their beautiful faces. There was only a pair of watery eyes, looking at the old man standing with a sword on the opposite side full of expectation. The old man's face was still serious, and even the murderous aura on his body was the same as at the beginning, he held the sword in his right hand, but his left hand was slowly raised at this time:

"Senior sister, come here. ”

His outstretched hand was steady and powerful, and his words were as crisp as the sound of a sword. However, for some reason, everyone present heard a hint of restraint from it. As his words landed, the Qingchen people's eyes flashed, and then two strings of crystal tears dripped down.

She slowly lifted her feet, almost step by step, and then, when the two of them were still a sword away, she raised her hand and placed it on the old man's left hand.

At the same time, the old man's sword also fell to the ground with a "dang bang", his face was still tense, but the left hand holding Qingchen did not separate, at this moment, against the nervous eyes of everyone, the old man said:

"I'll accompany my junior sister into this Fire Trapping Immortal Array. Immortal, you are the proudest person in my life. The responsibility of passing on my sword skills will fall to you. ”

"Elder!!"

"Elder!!"

"Master!"

As soon as these words landed, he no longer looked at the stunned and screaming people of Xuanqimen, in his pair of fine eyes, only the face of the Qingchen man full of magic patterns, and the face of the old man who had not been smiling showed a trace of a smile at this time, and said gently:

"Senior sister, don't be afraid! Senior brother will accompany you!"

Just as he told her 50,000 years ago when he accompanied her on his first mission.