Wen Guye's spirit sword was still chasing after the black Jiao's tail.

With the rapid and complicated movements of his left hand, the spirit sword slashed left and right towards the black Jiao's tail, and within the five swords, two or three swords must have stabbed into the bloody wound of the demon beast. The black Jiao is painful, and the speed is slightly slower. Wen Guye took advantage of this opportunity to finally find a magic weapon that could be used slightly.

An umbrella.

The surface of the umbrella bone of this gilded umbrella is mixed with black gold during the refining process, which is not much, but it can always withstand the blow of the black Jiao. After a single blow, his spirit sword was able to return to his hand.

Wen Guye thought like this, and was about to open the gilt umbrella, when he suddenly felt that there was something more at hand.

It's a sword.

The sword body was pitch black and heavy, and Weng Ming shook and drilled into his palm.

Ji Lianzhou's consciousness crossed the sea of his consciousness: "Little brother occasionally has to rely on me. ”

…… Ji Lianzhou's natal weapon, in addition to his own spirit sword, this is probably the closest weapon to himself.

A burst of golden light flashed, and the gilded umbrella disappeared from Wen Guye's palm, and the nameless sword was held. The moment his palm touched the hilt of the sword, Wen Guye clearly felt the cheers of the nameless sword.

The black Jiao was close enough to swallow him, and he no longer hesitated, and swung his sword in front of him!

There are no swordsmanship, no rules, just pure, with all the spiritual power of the whole body. But what the blade of the sword was facing, but the black Jiao's exposed mouth, no matter how soft and fragile it was, almost split the demon beast in half!

The next moment, Wen Guye's natal spirit sword finally caught up, and he manipulated it to stab heavily into Heijiao's body. When the sword body touched Neidan, the black Jiao that had been split from its mouth was still resisting, probably knowing that it was facing a catastrophe of life and death at this moment, the black Jiao completely gave up the defense on its body, and the scales left its body one by one, stabbing towards the place where the two human monks in front of it were!

As long as it can keep Neidan, it will always recover little by little......

In the heart of the black Jiao who gave birth to some sanity, this kind of mind could not be more clear.

Wen Guye wouldn't give it another chance.

His natal spirit sword was slightly skewed, and he dug out the black Jiao Neidan from the demon beast's body. The Black Jiao hissed one last time, and Nedan still had a connection with itself, but it no longer had the strength to take it back.

Losing the pill that carried ninety percent of the spiritual power of the whole body, the body weakened at the fastest speed. The scales were gone, the wounds were all over the body, and the mouth was gurgling and bleeding......

Neidan was put into the mustard seed space by Wen Guye.

Hei Jiao looked at him, and after the endless violence had passed, his eyes were full of endless sorrow.

…… Such a demon beast will also be sad.

Wen Guye did not shy away from staring at it until those eyes were closed.

Ji Lianzhou had already arrived from afar and suggested to Wen Guye: "Or put it in the mustard seed space first?" After picking the lotus flower that the little brother said, let's go back to Xishan. ”

It's not about fighting for the remaining golden bell fruit. When he was planning to use this as bait, Ji Lianzhou never had the idea of beating Jin Zhongshu again.

However, the matter of Xishan has not been arranged, and the scapegoat has not been pushed out. When Li Huaxue opened the Kunlun Array, she didn't expect to suffer such a heavy loss.

Wen Guye has no opinion on this. Hei Jiao's body was put into Ji Lianzhou's mustard seed space, and the two of them returned to the cloud lotus where Hei Jiao had wandered before, to find the most special one among them.

The lotus is actually not hard to find. The black Jiao is dead, and the cover on the lotus pond is gradually disappearing. In the middle of the Endless Lotus Leaf, the one that blooms most vigorously is their goal.

The overlapping petals bend upwards to envelop the fragrant stamens. There was occasionally golden light flowing on the petals, Wen Guye only glanced at it, and then stopped Ji Lianzhou and said, "Wait and pick it later." ”

Ji Lianzhou was surprised: "What's wrong?" ”

Wen Guye took out a small mirror. Only the palm-sized mirror shone on the lotus flower for a quarter of an hour before he took it back.

Ji Lianzhou had already seen some doorways: "Little brother thinks there is a problem with the route of this flower on the spiritual qi circulation?" ”

Wen Guye said: "It can't be said to be a problem. After all, let's go back and see. ”

Ji Lianzhou said yes.

He picked lotus flowers, and he was still unsatisfied, and picked many lotus pods beside him. The ripe lotus seeds are white and tender, and every moment is worthy of a bottle of high-grade jade elixir.

Looking at the endless lotus pond again, Ji Lianzhou sighed: "It's a pity that we don't have a magic weapon that can accommodate this lotus pond......"

Wen Guye glanced at him and said, "Don't be greedy. ”

Ji Lianzhou said: "That's right." The things we got this time are enough for us to cultivate for another hundred thousand years...... When the time comes, you and I will be distracted, and we will be a couple of gods. In the end, the tone was affectionate.

Wen Guye's heart moved slightly, but he felt that Ji Lianzhou was really numb...... So he coughed lightly: "Go to Xishan." ”

Ji Lianzhou smiled and said, "Okay." ”

Naturally good.

There are still twenty days left before the Kunlun array is closed.

The speed of removing the Black Jiao was much faster than they had originally planned, and the two of them had thought that when they returned, the Golden Pole Tiger Clan would probably be the only one left in the Patriarch who would still resist.

Not so at this time. In addition to the patriarch, there are more than a dozen Golden Pole Tigers. A few of them were wounded, but they still held on to their spirits and patrolled under the Admiralty tree.

The human monks were in a circle on the periphery, and each monk held a magic weapon in his hand, eyeing the tiger.

Ji Lianzhou circled around everyone, and soon found the monk who was already a dead man in his heart. It is unforgivable to dare to offend the person on the top of his heart!

He locked the opponent's aura fluctuations, and turned to observe the Golden Bell Tree that was guarded by the Golden Tiger Clan.

There should have been a lot of fruit hanging on the tree, like golden bells, which made a pleasant and crisp sound as the breeze blew.

At this moment, Ji Lianzhou could only see some wreckage, and the only remaining golden bell fruit that was half a foot tall hidden under the dense leaves!

And the Golden Tiger Patriarch fought to the death of the whole clan, just to keep this one fruit.

It's not easy. Ji Lianzhou didn't have any sympathy to think.

As the remaining time became shorter, the human monks became more and more agitated. The opportunity is rare, but this time it was held by the people of the Xiaoyao Sect. If they can't grasp it anymore, how will they be able to mix in the cultivation realm in the future?

Wen Guye just stood there, it was a signboard.

The monk who had left behind him gradually came back to him, and his attitude was much more respectful than the last time. They are all testing him, since they can know the secret of the Admiralty Tree here in advance, is there a way to get the rest of the Golden Pole Tiger and the Admiralty Fruit?

Wen Guye looked at the people around him.

Most of them never appear in the outline.

In the battle between Ji Yuan and Demon Cultivator, these people may just be cannon fodder that has been taken aside. At this time, they are all talking to him, and their personality is not labeled as "greedy", "fame and fortune" and so on.

But if he looks at someone for a long time, he will still see the words coming out of the other person.

That is, Ji Lianzhou, will not let him feel this way.

…… In the final analysis, is it because he really sees Ji Lianzhou as a "person"?

In the past, the Demon Venerable, and now the junior disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect can speak well, and within three days, he will unite everyone. He had the intention to hide his cultivation, and Wen Guye occasionally helped to cover it up, which made most people mistakenly think that these two monks from the Cangyuan were in a period of distraction.

Strength is confidence. That senior brother has a bad temper, but the little junior brother is very talkative...... Soon, those who surrounded Wen Guye came to him again.

Fifteen days left.

Ji Lianzhou showed his hand slightly, and while the Golden Pole Tiger Patriarch was unprepared, he commanded a group of monks to suddenly attack, causing all the Golden Pole Tigers other than the patriarch to fall. In the face of the abundant booty, many monks began to move again.

Ji Lianzhou was unrelenting, picked out a jumping tall one among them, and killed it with one sword!

That monk is the peak of Yuanying, and it is said that Ji Lianzhou's realm at this moment is slightly lower than him. But before the attack, Ji Lianzhou's spirit sword had already sealed the power of Wen Guye's blow.

With the spirit sword in its sheath, he looked around at everyone, revealing a kind and gentle, but shuddering smile: "With his Yuan Infant magic weapon, are you still willing to fight with me?" As I said in advance, the things here will be distributed to everyone after the matter is over, and Jin Zhongguo also depends on his own ability. All I want is for you to listen to me. ”

There was a previous example of killing chickens and monkeys, but this time, no one spoke out.

The monk who had attacked Wen Guye blended in the crowd, unaware that he had been targeted by the devil. He is even proud that he can afford to take it and put it down, and it is good to take it, and it doesn't hurt to lower his head a little.

Over the next few days, the monk was struck by his good fortune.

It was he who gave the Golden Tiger Patriarch the final blow, and the closest to Jin Zhongguo was him!

The rest of the monks were all red-eyed, and even Ji Lianzhou also showed just the right amount of jealousy at this time. As for Wen Guye, the monk glanced at the male cultivator who had been standing on the side, cold and dusty, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

What kind of power is it, it has suffered like this, and it has not left behind those useless courtesies, righteousness and shame. The disciples sent out by various sects are not good at this, and Yumu has a brain, and he doesn't know how to be flexible at all.

He didn't know that Ji Lianzhou had been pinching time. After he got the Admiralty, there were still no more, no less, three full days before the Great Array was closed.

Although it was not long, it was enough for the monks to snatch it.

During this time, Ji Lianzhou and Wen Guye still maintained their old-fashioned and rigid appearances, only congratulating the monk for a few words, and then went to the plain in the center of the great array according to what Li Huaxue said half a year ago.

The monk was hoarse in the sea of knowledge: "Yu Huang and Yu Ze are two Taoist friends! Don't go, don't go! I'll give you half of the Golden Tiger Inner Dan, save me! ”

Wen Guye just didn't hear it. He didn't even ask Ji Lianzhou why he chose this person.

Ji Lianzhou smiled and said to the man in his usual soft voice: "This fellow Daoist, I'm really sorry. The result has come out, and the first rule of my Xiaoyao Sect is to be convinced when you lose, and you must not have another incident. ”

Undoubtedly nonsense.

The big thing is over, and at this time, Wen Guye also seems to be a little more relaxed. He listened to Ji Lianzhou's words word for word, and the corners of his lips were almost imperceptible.

…… Naturally, Ji Lianzhou noticed it, and he grinded his ears and temples again.

Ji Lianzhou didn't really care about the monk. If you die, how can you be a shield?

But only to protect him from dying. As for the three days that have passed, what will happen after leaving Kunlun is not within his consideration.

There are a lot of people on the plains, and he has to pay attention to the scale when he is intimate with Wen Guye, which is really inconvenient.

At the end of the three days, a burst of golden light filled the air, and the next moment, everyone returned to the two mountains where they had entered the battle.

Li Huaxue was already waiting for them. At this time, the complexion of the new head of Kunlun was the same as before. She didn't know what was going on in the secret realm, so she only expressed her congratulations to the monk who had successfully made it out, and then turned to leave.

But before she left, she left a bombshell news.

"Before you enter the battle, I said, I hope there will be no more hidden dragons in the world. But you also know that at this time, one of the demon cultivators in the Hidden Dragon Abyss has entered the Mahayana ...... However, between you and me, in the past 10,000 years, if the distracted monks have not stopped, they have already fallen. ”

"A hundred years ago, I don't know which great power got rid of the remnants of one of the four generals of the Demon Domain in the Hidden Dragon Abyss."

"And during the period when you entered the formation, several elders of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, together with Ding Xingxuan of the Cangyuan Xiaoyao Sect, Ru Yanyuan of the Beichen Palace, etc., went to Longwoyuan."

"The other two of the four generals of the Demon Domain, Gong Tu and Ke Xi, have died!"

Such a long paragraph is too long for an iceberg character.

——When others let out bursts of exclamation, Wen Guye just wanted to say such a sentence.

Ji Lianzhou next to him frowned, and there was no trace of joy at all, only muttering to himself: "Could it be that Wang Sanwu used that thing?" 166 Reading Network