At the end of the bluestone road is the secret door leading to the Witch God Temple, and now that the secret door is closed, Xiaolong thought of Chu Menghui and escaped from the Yuan Shen, "Senior sister, you said that Chu Menghui old turtle, will he bring someone to arrest us?" ”

"He is not able to protect himself, and he must find a suitable body to take away before sunset. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he won't come to you and me until he recovers his cultivation. Ling Xin looked at the cliff behind the Witch God Temple, looking at where she had come from to get around the Witch God Temple.

"If he really finds a suitable body, we won't be able to recognize him when we see him." The little dragon was still thinking about the witch sword.

"You don't have to worry about this, he will go to find you......" Being able to leave Feitian Peak, Ling Xin's heart was bright.

Xiaolong snorted softly, "Who says it's not!" He'll go to his sister too! "Slap on the head" Oops, map, map to enter the treasure trove ......"

"You haven't read the idealism she gave you?"

Xiaolong looked around, the slanting sun dressed up for the mountains, the Feitian Peak on the opposite side disappeared into the sea of fog, and the two of them were on the cliff, so they took out the Idealism Trick and took a look, unfolded the jade slip, and a map made of animal skins appeared in Xiaolong's sight, and he glanced at Ling Xin, who was leisurely looking around. Xiaolong hurriedly put away the jade slip, "Senior sister, what are your plans?" ”

"As soon as it gets dark, we will climb the cliff and bypass the Witch God Temple, as long as we blend in with the low-level disciples, it will be safe."

"If someone goes through the secret door, we'll be discovered."

"This Flying Heaven Peak's entire Witch God Sect, except for Chu Menghui, there will never be a second person who knows."

Xiaolong Yirin: "How can Senior Sister know? ”

Ling Xin didn't reply to Xiaolong's words, staring at the sea of fog where Feitian Peak was located, and calling in a low voice, "Sister Ping'er......"

"As the senior sister said, that child ......"

The two of them were thinking about their own thoughts, but they didn't speak, the sun was faint, and the night opened his merciless mouth and swallowed up the mountains. Ling Xin's face was full of pain, and one picture after another flashed in her mind, "Dead, all dead...... staring at the night in a daze, "Inheritance Treasure House, will you go?" ”

"It's too early to think about this now, if you can't build a foundation, even if you want to have another bird." Xiaolong's thoughts fluctuated, and one picture after another after leaving Lin Ancheng drifted through his mind...... Over the years, it was not only his figure and appearance that changed, but also made him mature.

Ling Xin sneered, "Chu Menghui will definitely come back to you...... "If you want to kill Chu Menghui, no matter how you think about it, you can only get the inheritance of the Hundred Flowers Valley."

"Just look for it, I'm still afraid that he won't be able to."

"The great cultivator of the late stage of Xuandan, even if he recultivates, he will be several times faster than you and me."

"What does Senior Sister want to say, don't beat around the bush."

"As long as you don't want to die, only the foundation will be successful."

It was late at night, and the two of them looked at the starry sky for a long time and were silent, and suddenly the mountains trembled, "It's not good, the Valley of Hundred Flowers is forbidden to be destroyed, and you can't wait." Ling Xin's voice did not fall, and she secretly lucked yin and yang and climbed the cliff. As soon as Xiaolong saw Ling Xin's movements, he hurriedly followed her and climbed up. The sound of shouting and killing, the sound of magic weapons colliding, and the sound of Dao cracking were boiling in Baihua Valley for a while. When the two of them crossed the Witch Temple, the Witch Temple was empty for a while. "You have to fall into the valley as soon as possible, and it is safest to stay with low-level disciples." Ling Xin grabbed the vine and fell into the valley, and the little dragon followed closely......

Finally falling to the bottom of the cliff, the two of them stood with their backs against the rocks, and after a while, they noticed that several people were leaning towards the meridian cliff, and one of them whispered, "Don't think about it!" It's useless to climb the meridian cliff, you don't see the people on the mountain running into the valley. ”

"Senior brother, what should I do now?" A girl's voice, full of unease and fear.

"The mountain protection array was broken quietly, there must be a traitor, Tianyuan Temple, Tiandao Gate, Star Palace...... Attack together, what else can you do, the Witch God Sect is finished. Xiao Long and Ling Xin heard the conversation of this group of people, leaned towards them, and when they saw that everyone had summoned magic weapons, Xiao Long hurriedly said, "Senior brother, my own people." Everyone saw through the white light emitted by the magic weapon in the distance that he was also dressed in red, and no one doubted that one was cultivating qi at the third level, and the other was only at the second level. Everyone was in danger, no one was speaking, and after a while, several more people came here, and in the second half of the night, dozens of people had gathered under the meridian cliff.

The east revealed the white belly of the fish, the firelight gradually extinguished, and several sound of breaking the air sounded one after another, and more than a dozen figures of stepping on magic weapons appeared in the air, and everyone had a Tai Chi pattern on their chests, "Hand over the storage bag and follow us." ”

Xiaolong was a little uneasy when he heard this, and the woman wearing the costume of Tiandaomen walked up to him, her eyes flashed fiercely, and she slapped her hand with a big slap, "Storage bag-"

"I was robbed last night." The corners of Xiaolong's mouth showed a blood line, and he kept scolding in his heart.

The man who followed the woman glanced at Xiaolong, "A waste that is just two layers of qi training, forget it!" ”

Those who handed over the storage bags walked out of the encirclement and divided into two rows towards the Witch God Sect Sect Hall. As soon as Xiaolong turned around, he couldn't help but be surprised, "Where did Ling Xin, this little lady go?" "I searched several times, but I didn't see this woman.

Xiaolong walked among the disciples of the Wushen Sect, and as soon as he approached the square, he saw that the once magnificent Qionglou Yuyu had all turned into ruins at this moment, and the corpses of monks and spirit beasts and birds could be seen everywhere in the distance. When I came to the square, I saw that the disciples of the Wushen Sect were divided into three waves, and as soon as I saw the robes guarding these people, I knew that it was Tianyuan Temple wearing yellow robes and bare heads, and the green robes were Star Palaces, and there was a Taiji pattern that must be Tiandaomen. When he saw these three waves of Witch God Sect disciples, Zhen Long's heart suddenly burst, "Could it be that all the high cultivators of the Witch God Sect have suffered?" "These people are all about the same age as him.

An old Taoist wearing the costume of Tiandaomen, full of white hair, swept over their group, the old Taoist came to them, the big hand on the chest, a palm-sized silver-white boat appeared in his hand, only to see it pointed out at the boat, the boat grew wildly, and it became a big ship in just a few blinks.

Zhen Long was staring at the big ship in a trance, and noticed that a pair of eyes were staring at him, and when he turned around, he saw that among the disciples of the Witch God Sect on the side of Tianyuan Temple, there was a young man staring at him with a pair of resentful and resentful eyes that had been cuckolded, and as soon as he made eye contact with Zhen Long, the young man immediately twisted his face to the side. This made Xiaolong a little confused, and at this moment, the old man waved his hand and rolled up the group to board the flying boat together, Zhen Long was really shocked in his heart.

Suddenly, a very familiar aura approached the square, and when he looked back, Xiaolong was startled again, dressed in red and following behind the disciples of the Star Palace, that person was Ling Xin.

The hull of the ship trembled, and Zhen Long looked back at the Hundred Flowers Valley, which had become a small dot. Sunset and sunrise, through the mountains that stretch for tens of thousands of miles, the white light is gone, the flying boat stops in the middle of the two lonely peaks, the old Taoist hand waved, more than 200 people, like dumplings have fallen into the valley......

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