I'm afraid that the previous batch of Zhuo Zichen sent to inform their disciples that they haven't arrived at Qixia Peak yet, even if they arrive, they don't know that the current Shishan and Nangong Qingkite still have the power to control people's minds, in case they are incompetent, they are not careful, and they are touched by that weird red light, the consequences are really unimaginable!

Without further ado, the two Qingxuan Sect disciples who had been reduced to puppets moved slowly, and Qian Yi's sword slashed at them only leaving a wound on their bodies that was deep enough to see the bones but not a drop of blood flowed out, and they didn't seem to be afraid of pain at all, and they didn't care about these at all, which was very similar to the blood in the Blood Refining Hall.

"Leave them alone, go!" Mu Fengqiang took advantage of his second form of the Sanqing Sword Style again, and under the surge in the speed of his body, he turned into a phantom and passed between the two, and chased straight in the direction of the black qi rolling in the middle of the air in the distance, Qian Yi gritted his teeth and made the same choice as him.

Mu Feng took Qianyi to jump directly from the hundred-zhang high cliff, and after landing steadily with the help of Qianyi, he hurriedly chased in the direction of Shishan's departure, and the sound of fighting between the mountains and forests behind him was also endless, and it seemed a little tricky for Yin Feng, Xia Ruolan and Zhuo Zichen to deal with a Nangong Qing Kite.

But now Mu Feng can't take care of this, he must tell their information to Qi Xia Peak and the people on Qingxuan Mountain as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

When the two of them continued to speed up their pace, they soon came to the corridor under Qixia Peak, and when they looked up, a cloud of black smoke fell from the sky on Qixia Peak where the sea of clouds was surging, and it was particularly dazzling in the glow.

"Is it too late?"

Mu Feng was shocked, after entering the cave and completing the qualitative transformation, Shishan and the powerhouse in the late stage of the ground level are almost the same, and the speed is extremely fast, the only difference is that the cultivator wants to reach a certain point in the sky, and it is okay to temporarily stagnate in the air, but if you want to move forward quickly, you still need to condense Xuanyun, and Shishan has no Xuanyun at all.

She flew directly to Qixia Peak all the way without any hindrance, obviously the purpose was very clear, it should be the incompetent people above Qixia Peak, once these people above were killed, I am afraid that Qingxuanzong would really fall into a place of no return.

Shishan used to fly, and Mu Feng and Qianyi ran desperately to the foot of the mountain, they were already out of breath and tired, and they were still one step slower to climb the mountain and wade through the water.

"None of them have arrived yet!" Qian Yi pointed to several Qingxuan Sect disciples halfway up the mountain and said in a deep voice.

"Let's go, hopefully it's still too late!" Mu Feng nodded, the few Qingxuan Sect disciples in the distance were the ones who Zhuo Zichen had arranged for them to come back to contact before, but they didn't expect them to come here for so long.

On Qixia Peak, as the sun rose, the morning mist that permeated the square gradually dissipated, and at this moment, many young cultivators had gathered in the square, although only forty people advanced to the second round.

At this moment, there were already as many as twenty or thirty people in the square, although among them, only Wu Neng, Li Wushuang and Xiao Qinghe successfully advanced to the second round of the competition, but Qing Xuanzong did not expel them, allowing them to continue to live on this Qixia Peak.

Incompetent stood at the edge of the entrance of the road down the hill in the square with Yinkong Yinshi, looking at the mountains and green forests in front of them, Li Wushuang and Xiao Qinghe stood quietly beside them with a slight frown, and many cultivators who had been eliminated gathered behind them in twos and threes, as if waiting for something.

"It's really strange, why haven't the people from Qingxuanzong come yet?" After half a ring, when the sun had already passed through the sea of clouds and the golden light sprinkled on the white jade square, Yin Shi asked with a puzzled look on his brows.

"yes, could it be that these guys are oversleeping?" Several monks standing not far from them were also talking.

On weekdays, the moment the sun rises, there will be people from Qingxuanzong who go up to Qixia Peak to deliver food and the like, but today it is very abnormal, because they don't know that these things were arranged by Nangong Qingkite in the past, and at this moment, Nangong Qingkite is fighting in front of Qingxuanzong's holy land in the mountains and forests behind them.

"It shouldn't be, even if Senior Sister Nangong forgets, Zhuo Zichen, as the chief of Qingxuanzong, will not ignore it. Do you know what's going on? Xiao Qinghe also felt that today's atmosphere was a little weird, and turned to ask a few Qingxuan Sect disciples in the distance.

These few Qingxuan Sect disciples wearing light-colored robes shook their heads again and again, they were arranged to serve these contestants on Qixia Peak for a long time, and in other words, they had no idea what was going on in the sect like the people present.

But everyone felt a little uneasy in their hearts, today was obviously the day when the second round of the competition began, but until now no one on Qixia Peak came to the ward.

Just when the incompetent and others were hesitating whether to go to Qingxuan Mountain now, a terrible scream suddenly came from behind the mountain, in such a calm and somewhat depressing atmosphere, this scream came too suddenly, and everyone was startled and hurriedly turned around to look at the source of the sound.

I saw a cloud of black gas suspended less than a foot from the ground, black smoke billowing but tightly surrounding a figure inside, the mountain wind blew through, although it could blow the black smoke but could not blow it away.

The figure in the black smoke stretched out a hand and grabbed the shoulder of a young monk, and soon the monk's slightly fat body gradually became dry and bloody, and in the blink of an eye, his frightened eyes became dull.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, when the black shadow shrouded in black smoke let go of the hand that grabbed his shoulder, the monk seemed to have his soul drained, his eyes were slightly red, his body swayed left and right, and bursts of black qi exhaled from his mouth, and he staggered towards the crowd.

"Such an evil force, disgusting feeling, has it entered the path of demons?" Impotent frowned, watching the hideous and terrifying monk like a zombie approach the crowd step by step and said in a deep voice.

"What is this?" Li Wushuang was surprised, and a trace of cold sweat was already oozing from his forehead.

Looking at the other cultivators around him, without exception, their faces turned pale, and even their bodies were trembling, and they subconsciously pulled out their respective blades and stepped back.

The scene in front of him seemed a little funny, twenty or thirty monks gave people a feeling of frightening when facing a monk who suddenly turned into a dry corpse, and every step that this monk who was controlled by Shishan took, many of the cultivators around him involuntarily took a step back, looking at him with a wary face.