The dense fog on Frost Sky Peak coiled for three hours before it completely dissipated. [Full text reading. 】

After the dense fog was a little lighter, Mu Zisu and a few elixir peak disciples found the traces of the master. Du Heng stood next to the big pit caused by Zhuo Junchen and Shen Hanfeng's blow, the sunken land was not covered by turf, revealing the moist soil below, and there was a deep ravine running through the big pit, although the ravine was narrow and long, the soil in the ravine had turned into a scorched black color, which looked more terrifying than which pit Shen Hanfeng smashed out.

No one found any trace of Zhuo Junchen and Shen Hanfeng, only in this pit in front of them, the Frost Burning Sword, which was once Shen Hanfeng's most famous, was now broken in two like Fan Tie. There are a few rhizomes next to it, thick and charred black, which have been broken into several pieces, and at first glance it is Zhuo Junchen's handwriting.

Mu Zisu only remembered that before the fog first rose, when he saw Uncle Shen clearly for the last time, he was pulled down by these rhizomes quickly, Zhuo Junchen chased after him, and in this scene in front of him, he did not find Uncle Shen's body, does that mean that he was taken away by Junchen?

However, no matter what he was thinking now, he didn't dare to take it out and communicate with others, because the master in front of him, who had been meditating on the bare earth pit for a long time, looked very angry now.

A golden needle more than three feet long and as thin as a hair, was twisted by Du Heng on his fingertips, staring at those broken rhizome magic weapons, his eyes were unpredictable, but the aura around him was extremely gloomy, even those disciples who didn't know him didn't dare to rush forward.

But this is not the place to talk after all, Zhuo Junchen takes Shen Hanfeng away in this situation, anything can happen. Mu Zisu couldn't, so he could only step forward: "Master, so much has happened, let's go back to the Elixir Peak to rest first." "When they return to their own territory, there are some things that can be discussed.

Du Heng twisted the golden needle for a moment, and Jun, who had always been expressionless, finally showed a mocking smile on his face, and his voice was even more resentful: "Shen Hanfeng, you are really ...... Very good! ”

After speaking, he ignored Mu Zisu, threw his sleeves and left, not even leaving time for Mu Zisu to keep up, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Senior Brother Mu, what should we do now?" The little disciple of the Elixir Peak asked cautiously, Du Heng's personality has always been strange, and now he disappeared without saying a word, and they could only turn to Mu Zisu for help.

Mu Zisu sighed, and he also had an extremely headache: "Don't care about it here, I think this stem is weird, you can take a little and bring it back." There is also the Frost Burning Sword, although it is now a wreckage, after all, it is something left by Uncle Shen. Although the marriage contract between Uncle Shen and Master Venerable has not yet been completed, you must be the immortal chief of our elixir peak to maintain it, do you know? In the last few words of admonition, Mu Zisu said extremely cautiously, and the disciples who heard his instructions naturally nodded their heads and said yes.

Mu Zisu looked at the blackened plants in the pit, his heart was a little uneasy, what was the plant that Uncle Shen could control?

Zhuo Junchen took the demon soldiers back to Fengyuan City, and it only took three days. His cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and in the last move against Shen Hanfeng, the demonic qi of the micro-immortal was suddenly blessed, and he was able to break through the bottleneck between the Yuan Infant and the Transformation Stage very smoothly. He had a hunch that when he completely refined all the thunder power in his body, his cultivation would definitely make a breakthrough.

From the burden of the Jindan stage to the leader of the god transformation stage, Zhuo Junchen made the speed of their group increase a lot, and before the other forces on the Shenque Continent could react and intercept them, they returned to the demon realm through an undiscovered path of life early.

After arriving at Fengyuan City, Zhuo Junchen handed Shen Hanfeng to Qu Ayasha and asked her to find a palace at will to be imprisoned first, and he himself went to Fengyuan Mountain Palace to retreat and cultivate. Shen Hanfeng was drained of his aura by those strange flower roots, and he didn't wake up after being in a coma for three days. It was clear that there was such a good opportunity to kill him, but when Zhuo Junchen wrapped the Nether Whip around his neck, he couldn't do more.

Well, when he comes out of retreat, he has clarified his true thoughts about Shen Hanfeng, and then he will deal with him well. Now that Shen Hanfeng has fallen into the hands of Zhuo Junchen, he is extremely secret in his heart, that is, no matter what means he uses, he will not ask others to take Shen Hanfeng away again. Whether it is an insult or a harm, many things should be paid to Shen Hanfeng by him personally, and he must not borrow the hands of others.

After taking the hot potato in the coma, the two of them looked at each other and were extremely embarrassed, although this matter was handed over to Qu Ayasha, but after all, this is the territory of the King of Fengbei, and they have to arrange it properly. Just looking at what the Demon Venerable was doing now, they couldn't guess what Zhuo Junchen was thinking in his heart.

Qu Ayasha looked at Zhuo Junchen's departing back, and didn't know what was going on in her heart, so she only asked Storm Yuandie to prepare a secluded palace, and the three of them took turns guarding it.

Tempest was thoughtful, and immediately understood the meaning of Qu Ayasha, Zhuo Junchen had forbidden Shen Hanfeng before leaving, Shen Hanfeng would definitely not be able to escape, not to mention that it was impossible for them to beat the late stage of transformation with the cultivation of a few of them. Then there is only one reason for them to be guarded: Zhuo Junchen wants to protect Shen Hanfeng, even if this is not the case, Qu Ayasha must mean this.

After comprehending a point, the two naturally did not dare to slack off, and arranged it in an orderly manner. Leaving a bone-eating butterfly on Shen Hanfeng's body, this red butterfly could replace Qu Ayasha to monitor Shen Hanfeng's every move, she did not follow the two of them to monitor, but went to the library in the palace alone.

Compared with those monks on the Shenque Continent, the strength of the demon clan is extremely strong, but the cultivation realm is often weaker than them. * or the Divine Sense, no one has been able to give a clear decision as to which of the two is more powerful or more important. However, one thing is quite clear, under the same root bone qualification, the stronger the physical body, the faster the cultivation progresses.

Zhuo Junchen only practiced in retreat for ten days. His current cultivation no longer needs to eat and cultivate, and in the past ten days, he has only been busy with one thing, which is to refine the magic left by the thunder and the micro-life. With his body that had been tempered by the Demon Bloodline, the Heart Demon Flower, and the Nine Heavens Tribulation Thunder, he didn't need to break through the Dao intent little by little like those monks in the righteous path, he only needed to use his own meridian flesh and blood to absorb and operate these magic powers.

Zhuo Junchen was in a hurry to retreat, but the wind prepared everything in the Fengyuan Palace with great eyes. After the retreat, Zhuo Junchen went to the hot spring to recuperate and cleanse. When he came out of the palace in a brand-new black robe, Hurricane and Yuan Die had already received the news and were waiting outside the palace gate.

"Subordinates greet your superiors."

Zhuo Junchen looked at the two people kneeling in front of him, not dodging or dodging, and there was not the slightest wave in his red eyes.

"What about Shen Hanfeng and Qu Ayasha?"

Tempest said in a deep voice: "Shen Hanfeng has been detained in the Frost Hua Palace to the west of the palace, and the two of us have been monitoring the □□ stream together in the past few days, and both of them are reading there;." ”

Zhuo Junchen nodded, and didn't let them get up, a strong wind blew, and the black figure disappeared in the wind and snow in the wind edge palace at once.

Tempest and Yuan Die glanced at each other in surprise.

"The cultivation of the Venerable is at least in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods." Yuan Die's face was slightly pale, and he made a conservative estimate. If they hadn't gained enough trust and recognition from the Demon Venerable before the Demon Venerable was able to dominate the Demon Realm, then with the temperament of his favored Qu Aya Sha back then, they might not have any good fruit to eat in the entire northern realm.

However, these two demon envoys didn't know, they thought that Zhuo Junchen's body was the previous demon venerable who had already succeeded in giving up the immortal, but in fact, it was a complete Zhuo Junchen.

There was also an extremely cautious look in the eyes of the wind, but his cultivation was higher than that of Yuan Die, and his guess was far more terrifying than Yuan Die, and the current Zhuo Junchen might even surpass Shen Hanfeng in his heyday.

The wedding of the Left Protector and the King of the West Flame will not be long after, so I hope these two can draw away all the anger of the Demon Venerable.

"Master, now that Shen Hanfeng's whereabouts are unknown, there is a □□ chance that he has fallen into the hands of Zhuo Junchen, why don't we do nothing?" On Qinghua Peak, Ling Yihang followed behind Si Yun and asked, his face full of worry.

Si Yun smiled on his face, and there was a half-human-high gilded incense burner in front of him, and a curling incense mist was slowly wafting out of it, which was the spice that he specially arranged for Qinghua Peak by Du Heng, clearing his mind and calming his breath, and several of the precious medicinal materials were of great benefit to a cultivator like him.

"And what do you want to do?" Si Yun asked unhurriedly.

Ling Yihang frowned, resentment flashed in his eyes, and the distorted dark aura on his body completely covered his originally handsome face: "Naturally, the Qinghua Order was issued, and it was spread throughout the continent, and the two of them were in the company of the demon clan, and Zhuo Junchen even fell into the demon path, and invited everyone in the righteous path to get rid of the two of them together." ”

Si Yun shook his head, and the smile on his face did not change at all: "Even if Shen Hanfeng's cultivation falls a few levels, it is not something that those guerrillas outside can take. What's more, he is just missing now, and he has acted in a scene with Zhuo Junchen where the fish is dead and the net is broken, how can such a Qinghua order be able to convince the public? ”

Ling Yihang asked, "What about Zhuo Junchen?" The evidence of his fall into the devil's path is conclusive, he can always kill him, right? ”

Si Yun's gaze chased the mist that gradually dissipated: "Shen Hanfeng has worked hard for my Qinghua Immortal Sect for many years, what Zhuo Junchen wants is for us to cast a rat trap, and if we ignore Shen Hanfeng's life or death in front of everyone, the reputation of Qinghua Immortal Sect will be ruined." "In the final analysis, it was Shen Hanfeng and Du Heng who acted in such a scene, making it difficult for them to ride a tiger.

"As the head of the Qinghua Immortal Sect, the first thing this seat needs to do most is not to find them all over the continent, but to find a way to maintain the status of our No. 1 Immortal Sect after losing a master of the Transformation Stage." Even if Zhuo Junchen has nothing to do with their Qinghua Immortal Sect, his brand from the Qinghua Immortal Sect will not be ignored, and Shen Hanfeng has always been the signboard of the Qinghua Immortal Sect, and he has been extremely troubled these days.

Ling Yihang was extremely anxious in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Si Yun: "Could it be that we just let him and the two of them go?" ”

Si Yun chuckled: "The sword in your hand doesn't obey the call, just let it go for the time being, whether you lose it or destroy it when the time comes, you still have to listen to the master." Si Yun twisted his fingertips, and there was a bright red cinnabar mole on his right index finger, as if it was a drop of blood falling on his fingertips.

Ling Yihang was extremely unwilling: "Then let them go like this," his eyes were full of anger, "If the two of them let go of their previous suspicions and find the ...... we attacked Lian Xinhong" The latter words could not be spoken, and a thick branch grew from the decorative flower pot next to him, and pinched Ling Yihang's neck, making him unable to get through.

Si Yun put his hands behind his back, and the smile on his face did not move at all: "Who did it to Lian Xinhong?" Zhuo Junchen was bewitched by the heart demon flower, and he was crazy and slashed Lian Xinhong, which is a sure fact. ”

The cold light in Si Yun's eyes was terrifyingly cold, Ling Yihang couldn't speak, he could only pull the branches with both hands, and nodded at Si Yun without any manners.

Si Yun put the branch back with satisfaction, and slowly paced into the back room: "The next time I hear you say these nonsense words, the chief disciple of the Qinghua Immortal Sect can do it with someone else." ”

Ling Yihang hid the panic in his eyes and bowed his head to Si Yun's back.

When he came out of Si Yun's room, Ling Yihang's back was covered with cold sweat. No matter how many times you experience such a life-threatening scene, you can't get used to it. When he finally adjusted his mind and turned to leave, he saw a water-colored shadow at the other end of the corridor.

Ling Yihang's heart couldn't help but soften, and he stepped forward and asked softly, "Senior Sister Su?" Why did you come to Qinghuafeng today? He was a little happy in his heart, although Su Yuesheng usually covered his face with love, he had the honor to catch a glimpse, and he will never forget it since then. Now that Su Yuesheng is clearly looking for him, how can he not be mindful.

Su Yuesheng stared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said with a complicated expression: "These days, I haven't heard any progress in even Senior Brother's affairs, Senior Brother Zhan is very anxious, so I came to you to ask if there are any more clues." ”

Hearing Zhan Baichuan, the smile on Ling Yihang's face couldn't help but turn a little colder: "Senior sister also knows that we were busy with the affairs of Uncle Du and Uncle Shen first, and Zhuo Junchen came to make a big fuss again, so I really couldn't spare the time to explore others." Saying that, he nodded again and said, "I still have something to do, if there is nothing else, I will be out of company first, Senior Sister Su don't have to worry, I and Shizun will definitely give Senior Brother Lian an explanation." ”

When he wanted to pass past Su Yuesheng, Su Yuesheng's question suddenly stopped him.

"Don't you feel guilty for killing your fellow disciples, Ling Yihang?"

Ling Yihang stopped but didn't look back: "Senior sister, what do you mean by this?" The person who killed the same family was obviously Zhuo Junchen's demon. ”

Su Yuesheng turned around slightly, trying to see if there was a bit of weakness from Ling Yihang, but Ling Yihang only gave her a back.

Su Yuesheng said slowly: "Zhuo Junchen and Lian Xinhong have always been good friends, how could Lian Xinhong suddenly let Zhuo Junchen go crazy?" ”

Ling Yihang smiled slightly on his lips: "Maybe Zhuo Junchen had an affair with the demon clan a long time ago, and he happened to be broken by Lian Xinhong, so he didn't stop killing even Xinhong." ”

Su Yuesheng frowned and said, "Senior Brother Zhan said that Zhuo Junchen is simple and upright in his mind, and he is not a person who will collude with monsters. ”

A trace of impatience flashed in Ling Yihang's eyes and said, "Could it be that I am the one who colluded with the monsters?" ”

Su Yuesheng shook his head: "It has nothing to do with the demon clan, it's just that this matter involves Zhuo Junchen, if you really step on him, you will be the biggest profiteer." "Framing him, either for revenge or for profit, Ling Yihang takes both, not only can he wash away the shame of being defeated by Zhuo Junchen, but he can also become the first person in this generation of disciples again.

Ling Yihang's eyebrows and eyes were a little colder: "If you say so, without him, isn't Zhan Baichuan also a profiteer?" Why didn't Zhan Baichuan frame Zhuo Junchen, and you still aroused your suspicion of me? ”

Su Yuesheng was stopped by him. Senior Brother Zhan could never be such a person, but Su Yuesheng couldn't say anything.

Ling Yihang suppressed his anger and left, only coldly leaving Su Yuesheng with a sentence: "Wait for Senior Sister Su to find the evidence and then confront me." ”

Su Yuesheng was left in the corridor, looking at Ling Yihang's departing back, there was some doubt in her eyes, could it really be that she was wrong to blame Ling Yihang?

Before she could figure it out, a sneer came from behind her. Su Yuesheng's heart froze, this voice was clearly in her ears, and someone approached her without noticing!

It's just that the screams on her lips were silenced before they could be spoken. Du Heng changed back into his purple robe, smiled at the girl in front of him, made a silent gesture, and took her away from Qinghua Peak without resistance.

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