"Look, there's someone over there!"

"Ah, it's a demon cultivator!"

"Is there a demon cultivator who has crossed the catastrophe?"

"It seems to be" Xia Qian's tribulation cloud attracted a lot of cultivators to come to watch, and he wanted to leave after the success of the tribulation, but now he was surrounded, not to mention there were more than a dozen people, the grades were high and low, the highest was the middle of the Yuan Infant, and the lower level was the early stage of fusion. If it was in normal times, maybe she would learn a thing or two, but with her current situation, it is still thirty-six to go.

She raised her sword, what seemed to be a stroke of the void, but in fact, in a short period of time, she quickly picked a few sword flowers, and the blades of grass chopped by the wind were scattered in the air, and before everyone had time to take a closer look, a huge teleportation array suddenly appeared on the grass, emitting dazzling light. "It's not good, the demon cultivator ran away!"

When they arrived in the center of the teleportation array, they didn't even touch a piece of clothing. Everyone looked at each other, and one of the elders looked at the shadow and sighed, "This person's cultivation has reached such a point, the immortal world will definitely set off a bloody storm." The others were silent.

The dry earth, the air full of fire elements, Xia Qian slowly opened her eyes, the wind around her suddenly dispersed, and when she saw that she was in a strange place, she first froze, glanced around, and quickly used her brain to determine where this place was. Before she could get her results, a birdsong sounded overhead.

She looked up with the voice, and it turned out to be a fire phoenix, the king of birds, the phoenix nirvana, reborn from the fire, I heard that the tears of the phoenix can heal any wound, and the blood can make people immortal, mortals are envious of this, so the divine beast appears in front of them. Xia Qian's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, what she wanted was nothing else, but the feathers on the phoenix's body, which could just be used to refine a few magic robes.

Thinking of this, Xia Qian shot towards the position of the fire phoenix without delay, worthy of being the king of birds, with extremely gorgeous feathers, shining gold, and colorful appearance. At the moment before it could touch it, the fire phoenix noticed that someone was approaching, let out a long roar, flapped its wings and flew high, and the gorgeous fiery red tail feathers flew in the air, rolling up a gust of wind current, attacking the incoming person.

"Interesting." Xia Qian hooked the corners of her mouth, just so she could use it to practice her hands and see how her cultivation was progressing in the secret realm, so she played the game of you hide and chase me.

After about a stick of incense, the phoenix was exhausted by Xia Qian's chase, and the frequency of its wings became less and less, and it was about to fall in a straight line. Seeing this, Xia Qian stepped forward and hugged its neck, smiled again and again, patted its head and smiled: "You are still quite powerful." ”

Phoenix can understand human language, and lowered his head in frustration to let Xia Qian touch him. Soaring through the air was its forte, but it wasn't his match, and luckily they didn't want its life, and if that were, it wouldn't be standing here.

"That's good." Xia Qian touched its wings all the way from its neck and praised it one after another, "It's really luxurious and beautiful feathers, but I have to borrow a few feathers now." She smiled helplessly, not knowing if it could understand what she was saying, and pointed to herself as she stepped onto the crumbling strip of cloth and shrugged her shoulders.

The phoenix retracted its huge wings and landed on the ground with Xia Qian, squatting down obediently, and rubbing its long neck against Xia Qian's face, with a deliberate sense of flattery.

Xia Qian was tickled by it, and giggled, "It's so itchy, don't make trouble." ”

Walking to the tail of the phoenix, looking at the gorgeous tail feathers carefully, and seeing the phoenix turning her head to look over, such a humane beast, she couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth and comforted: "Don't worry, I will start quickly, it won't hurt very much." ”

"Senior brother, look, there's a phoenix there!!"

"There, there, there's really a phoenix!!"

A few people walked out of the dense forest, looking at their dress, the coat of arms on the left chest seemed to be a little familiar, Xia Qian Dingqing looked, wasn't the person standing at the front Mu Jianchen? This is a coincidence. She began to think about how to explain what she was like now. Since ancient times, it was thought that there was a distinction between good and evil, and the difference between good and evil lies in a thought.

"Senior brother, there is also a demon cultivator!!" It was the same man's voice again.

"Wow, really!!" The man next to him chimed in.

Seeing this, it would take a little time before she wanted to leave. In fact, there is one thing she doesn't understand, those cultivators are obviously many times lower than her cultivation, but they can see at a glance that she is a demon cultivator, doesn't this need to cultivate the Heavenly Eye Heart Method to see the difference between the pulse of the demon cultivator and the immortals? Later, she heard a shocking common sense from Si Qinghan's mouth, because most of the demon cultivators were dressed very revealingly, she was dumbfounded on the spot, this is a later story.

"Demon cultivator?" Mu Jianchen raised his eyes and looked at where Xia Qian was, why did this demon cultivator in front of him look a little familiar, and his expression was very similar to someone he knew, no, how could it be, it had been so long, every hundred years, he went to the depths of the secret realm, but the stone gate was never found again, and there was no news. How could it be here? It's still a demon cultivator.

But in the next second, he heard the man call, "Mu Jianchen? Although his voice was deliberately lowered a little, he could clearly hear it, wasn't that the voice of the person he had been thinking about? He was so strikingly similar that he was not sure of it, and it was difficult to suppress the joy in his heart, and the two contradicted each other. He couldn't help but take a few steps forward, paused, and asked loudly, "Is that you?" ”

Xia Qian, who was hiding behind the phoenix, was annoyed that she had accidentally spoken, and at this time she heard Mu Jianchen's voice again, and she wanted to see each other, and after hesitating for a few seconds, she leaned out half of her body.

"Senior brother, the five of us will join forces to attack, and we will definitely be able to catch him off guard." A man with light purple hair said, looking in the direction where Xia Qian was, his eyes full of anger and disdain.

But Mu Jianchen didn't make a move for a long time, which caused the strangeness of several other junior disciples, and when he was about to ask why, he stepped in to stop their actions.

"Senior brother, what do you mean by this, as a righteous path, we have a demon cultivator here in front of us, and we must do the right thing for the heavens." The purple-haired man shouted anxiously, his face was full of anxiety, but Mu Jianchen looked indifferent, hated in his heart, sacrificed his sword, pulled a sword flower, and rushed over first.

The other disciples followed suit, each summoning their own weapons from all directions, trying to take Xia Qian down in one go.

"What are you doing?" Mu Jianchen was frightened, it was too late to stop it, the junior disciples fell to the ground together, each occupied a place, and put up a sword formation, saying that it was too late and that was fast, Xia Qian took a few steps back, raised his hand and rolled up a gust of wind, sending the phoenix a hundred meters away, and did not forget to tear off a few tail feathers, subconsciously blocking his chest. suddenly thought that she was a man now, and silently put it down.

"It's dangerous." Xia Qian easily dodged their attacks, and his figure floated in mid-air, looking down at the disciples of the Tianxuan Hall below. They were apparently amazed at how she had been able to escape from their proud Vientiane Array. Although the Vientiane Array of the Tianxuan Hall is mysterious, using the ever-changing illusion to control people in it, but with their current skills, they are still far from trapping her as a demon lord.

"Damn, let's do it again!" The purple-haired man Cheng Wen was so hateful that he almost crushed his silver teeth, and his long sword kept ordering.

"Stop!" In the next second, Mu Jianchen stood in front of Xia Qian, facing the swords of several fellow disciples, and his expression did not change.

"Senior brother, what are you doing here?" Cheng Wen shouted, seeing the demon cultivator behind him with a relaxed and happy look, a wave of anger rose slowly, "Senior brother, do you want to protect a demon cultivator?!" His tone was full of anger and suspicion. Seeing this, the other disciples exchanged their heads one after another, most of them discussing what Mu Jianchen's actions were intended for.

"This person, I admit it" Before the words could be spoken, Xia Qian's long sword was put on his neck, which caused the other disciples to be dumbfounded, looking at their almost the same expression, she hooked the corners of her mouth, revealing an evil smile: "Your senior brother's life is now in my hands, if you want him to live, throw away the weapon in your hand, and obediently retreat, otherwise" The blade of the sword pressed Mu Jianchen's pulse, and suddenly a streak of blood flowed out.

"Despicable! Shameless! Cheng Wen wanted to rush up and fight to the death, but the disciple next to him hurriedly grabbed him and lowered his voice: "Senior brother is still in his hands?" ”

Cheng Wen took a sip, suppressed the anger in his heart, and looked at the situation in front of him again, which was extremely unfavorable to them, so he had to retreat temporarily. "Humph!" He snorted heavily, raised his hand to signal the other disciples to drop their weapons, and stepped back.

"That's right." Xia Qian was very satisfied, the sword on Mu Jianchen loosened, and was about to evacuate, when he suddenly felt a chill behind him, turned his head and looked, a flying sword shot over quickly, at this moment, if she dodged, the flying sword would hurt Mu Jianchen, in order to correct her on the spot, these people are really messing around, isn't the life of their senior brother worth the fame of killing a demon cultivator?

She sneered a few times, raised her hand and pointed at it, and a red light shot out from her fingertips, and with one blow, the menacing flying sword turned into a piece of starlight, making a huge explosion.

Suddenly, a figure flew over from the smoke that had not yet dispersed, Xia Qian sighed, the purple-haired man who was originally on the ground appeared in front of her at some point, this trick made it good, she slapped Mu Jianchen away with one palm, and took his sword steadily with two fingers in her right hand, a few points away from her vital point. Cheng Wen wanted to pierce deeper into it, using the true qi in his body, but he didn't move, looking at a face in front of him that was more bewitching than a woman, the bright flower on his forehead and eyebrows, and the beautiful lips with a charming color, looking at the fair skin and his skin like congealed fat, he was fascinated for a while, and when he looked down, he burst out with anger and shame: "Fuck your uncle!" ”

Xia Qian was sprayed with saliva, in shock, who did she provoke? The eyes of the person in front of him were not friendly at all, and he stared at her for a while, if she was really a female demon cultivator, wouldn't he have a nosebleed?

She snorted coldly, unceremoniously snapped his saber, and then raised her right leg and kicked him □□ hard. Immediately, Cheng Wen covered his □□ painfully, and he was in pain.

When the others saw that Xia Qian, a big man, actually used this kind of trick, they couldn't help but feel weak between their legs, swallowed their saliva, and gasped.

"That," Mu Jianchen pointed to Xia Qian's clothes, the tattered Cheng dù couldn't be called clothes, but he really couldn't bear to see him so beautiful in front of everyone, silently blocked his hands in front of him, and whispered, "You're gone." ”

Xia Qian followed his gaze and looked down, where was there any fig leaf, and he was speechless for a while, and sure enough, when a boy had been too long, he had much less vigilance about wearing skirts. Seeing everyone looking at it in unison, he was annoyed and angry, and with a wave of his hand, a hurricane suddenly blew up, flying sand and rocks, and he couldn't see what was in front of him clearly.

When the hurricane stopped, where was there still the shadow of the demon cultivator, the disciples of the Tianxuan Hall sighed for a while, and helped Cheng Wen, who was seriously injured, back to the door, only Mu Jianchen looked at the place where Xia Qian was standing before, and left for a long time.