Yan Jiu immediately turned around, and the octagonal jade bell in his hand shook hard behind him, while he took this opportunity to retreat desperately backwards. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The castration of the fierce octagonal jade bell was intercepted by a fan at will, and with just a slow flick, it was extremely light and unloaded.

Immediately, the fan flipped over, and the octagonal jade bell galloped in the direction of Yan Jiu again!

And where Yan Jiu was standing before, the phantom of a mountain smashed down.

It is no one else who puts the cold arrow behind this, it is the scholar who is undoubtedly the scholar.

This is simply "crossing the river and demolishing the bridge"! "Unload the mill and kill the donkey"!

Ten minutes ago, we were "good friends" who met together to slay monsters, and the boat of friendship couldn't have flipped faster.

Yan Jiu silently glanced at the hourglass that was in a state of stagnation, and secretly calculated in his heart.

If no more monks die, the sand will last for tens of seconds, and as long as the gate is opened, he can leave the altar of desire.

But the problem also arises, the premise of leaving the altar of desire is that there are less than twenty monks, but as soon as one monk dies, this hourglass will stop.

And as long as this hourglass stops, the door behind it will not open, it's an endless loop.

And it is very likely that Yan Jiu died at the hands of this scholar when the sand was stagnant.

Difficult! Hard! It's very hard!

But the only thing Yan Jiu can do now is to delay time.

Yan Jiu looked at the scholar, "The meaning of the seniors, the juniors are a little incomprehensible." ”

The scholar hooked his lips and smiled, the dimples on his cheeks became more and more intoxicating, "You don't need to understand, you just give me your life." ”

The low-level puppet had already picked up the sign at this time and returned to Yan Jiu's side.

Yan Jiu pointed to the brand, "Seniors want this brand?" ”

The scholar unfolded the mountain and river fan in his hand, shaking it for a while, looking like a Confucian student, but the words he said were completely different.

"I want that brand, and I want your life!"

"I don't know when I angered my seniors, and my seniors actually wanted my life?"

"You don't have to play these tricks to stall for time," the scholar whispered, "your cleverness is of no use to me, but I can tell you why." ”

The scholar raised his eyes to look at Yan Jiu, the look in his eyes was very different from before, "It is precisely because your cultivation is low, that I want to take your life!" Have you forgotten that this is the altar of desire. ”

Yes, Yan Jiu thought that this was the altar of desire, everyone was an opponent, and the death of the other party often meant his own profit.

However, the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, and the rabbit kicks the eagle in a hurry! Yan Jiu's hand hidden in his sleeve secretly held something.

"Senior, aren't you afraid?" Yan Jiu looked at the scholar proudly, "Since I can use the Thunderstorm Bead to kill the Devouring Tooth, I can use the Thunderstorm Bead to take your life!" ”

"Heh," the scholar chuckled, looking strategizing and winning.

"If you had, you would have taken it out a long time ago, so why bother talking nonsense with me here, I'm afraid that you would have been exhausted a long time ago, but you used this to shake me."

Although the scholar said this, he neither stepped forward nor made a move, although he said that he did not believe it, but he still had a little fear in his heart.

But what Yan Jiu can't deny is that the scholar is right, but Yan Jiu can't show the slightest flaw.

"Isn't it the same with my predecessors?" Yan Jiu made a gesture to pull something out of his sleeve.

But seeing that in the eyes of the scholar, he was really a little more cautious and vigilant, seeing this, Yan Jiu's heart was determined, as long as this scholar was jealous, he would not have no chance to get out.

"Yan Jiu, do you need help?"

Yan Jiu was thinking about countermeasures, but he heard the sound of the monsoon wind ringing in his head, obviously, the monsoon had been watching his side.

If it was before, Yan Jiu naturally said "need", but at this time, he didn't need it.

"Monsoon, how many monks are there?" Yan Jiu returned with his divine sense.

"Twenty-three," said Monsoon after a pause, "and now there are only twenty left." ”

And here, the conversation between Yan Jiu and Monsoon continues.

Yan Jiu returned, "The door of the Desire Altar is about to open, you and Qing Yan are ready to leave at any time, I am enough for one person here." ”

"Okay", after the monsoon returned, he immediately transmitted the sound to Qingyan and them.

In the distance, Qing Yan's hands were sealed, directly turning the three monks into ice sculptures, and Jiang Ling looked at it and was secretly frightened.

This Qing Yan is really murderous, could it be that he blocked it before, making him use these monks as a "punching bag"?

"Brother Qingyan, come and help!" Ah Jing waved the half-moon wheel in his hand, and he was inseparable from another sword-wielding monk.

The monks in the altar of desire, those who can survive to the end, are difficult characters to deal with.

Seeing that the other party was using a sword, Qing Yan condensed a frost long sword and slashed it directly with a sword.

"Hurry back!"

And the voice of the monsoon wind sounded in the minds of these three people at the same time. Qing Yan even made a move in the "Breaking the Delusion Sword Technique" and slashed at the monk who was blocking him, ending this battle without suspense.

Ah Jing happily picked up the monk's storage bag and smiled like a well-fed kitten.

Only Jiang Ling, who didn't know the details of the monsoon, was still horrified in his heart when he heard the sound of the monsoon at first glance, such a long distance, and at the same time transmitting the sound with many people, I am afraid that this divine sense alone is enough to rival the Venerable Dollar Baby.

Monsoon paused for a moment, then asked Yan Jiu, "Where are you?" ”

"I'll talk about it when I solve this problem!" Yan Jiu immediately ended the transmission with the monsoon.

I saw her stretch her sleeves, and a stack of rune seals flew in the direction of the scholar, the scholar was a little surprised at first glance when he saw this battle, so many rune seals, isn't this Yan Jiu Mo from the Dan Fu Sect? Or maybe it's the son of a big family?

But then the scholar was even more annoyed, it turned out that the runes that came from this piece were all some low-grade runes, thinking of his previous cautious treatment, the scholar was even more annoyed at this time.

This Yan Jiufen has obviously been here all along, pulling the tiger skin and singing her "empty city plan"!

Originally, I just wanted the brand in Yan Jiu's hand, and by the way, I reduced the number of monks, but at this time, it seemed that this female cultivator named Yan Jiu was really damned.

The scholar's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly put away the folding fan in his hand, "You dare to play with the talisman seal in front of me, let you see what the real talisman is!" ”

The scholar pinched the seal with both hands, and a ribbon of light painted with a talisman appeared from his palm.

"That's," Yan Jiu was shocked when he saw this, and the appearance of the light band was clearly a natal magic weapon.

That is all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures that the monk has collected since he built the foundation, and when he finishes the pill, he is forged by the heavenly thunder and molded with his own divine sense.

When they are completed, they are placed in the dantian to be warmed, so that they can have spirituality and communicate with their hearts.

And such a painstaking magic weapon is also several times more powerful than ordinary magic weapons.

Yan Jiu immediately didn't think much about it, and directly threw the talisman seal collected from Pu Nan to the scholar overwhelmingly.

The talisman burst one after another, or flames, or wooden thorns, or water waves, like a juggling performance, rushing towards the scholar's head.

The light strip in the scholar's hand gradually took shape, like a dragon in a ring shape around the scholar, blocking the talisman seals thrown by Yan Jiu outside the circle.

Yan Jiu didn't expect these talismans to cause any harm to the scholars, and she was only delaying time by doing so.

And at this moment, above that sky, the stagnant sand in the black hourglass began to flow down like a river of blood.

Behind it, the closed door finally began to reveal its full form......

Just like last time, the first treasures that were revealed inside were all kinds of neatly arranged treasures, but the treasures revealed this time were all treasures corresponding to the number plates in the monk's hands.

Among them were strange-looking insects, broken paper umbrellas, and even a branch of blood Buddha incense.

Looking at the blood Buddha incense, I couldn't help but shrink my pupils, this is the blood Buddha incense I have been looking for, but I don't have this brand in my hand.

Thinking of this, Guan Ziyi squinted his eyes, since he didn't have it, then grab it.

After the treasure flashed, the black exit that was still filled with an ominous aura flashed out.

Wangyuan's voice came as promised, but this time it sounded like heaven to everyone's ears, "One breath, I only give you time to breathe, and if you can't come out, you will stay on the altar of desire forever!" ”

After the "baptism" of the altar of desire, the monks who survived the catastrophe couldn't wait to fly towards the open gate.

Seeing the gate open, Yan Jiu wanted to fly towards the gate with his strength on tiptoe.

"Want to escape?" The scholar sneered, "How can it be so simple!" ”

The strip of light painted with the talisman seal came directly towards Yan Jiujuan!

Yan Jiu directly turned around and wanted to avoid it, but was suddenly pulled out by the flexible light band, Yan Jiu only felt a pain in his chest, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood stasis.

The most important thing is not this, but Yan Jiu in the Qi training period can't fly in the sky at all, she was just not so much "flying" before, but it was more appropriate to "jump" with strength.

The scholar's sudden distraction of her condensed spiritual power caused her to fall from mid-air immediately.

His clothes flew up, the corners of his lips were stained with blood, and Yan Jiu at this time was as weak as a god who was about to fall.

The door on Yan Jiu's head had begun to close, seeing this, Yan Jiu couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, sure enough, he still overestimated himself......

Before Yan Jiu could finish thinking about it, he saw a pair of arms gently grabbing Yan Jiu from behind and leading her towards the vermilion gate that had begun to close.

This person is the Qing Yan who came here, the wind is fierce, the ink hair is flying, and the eyebrows are eternal

Originally, this was going to be put in the Xianxia plot, and it was also the scene where the rescued heroine fell in love at first sight.

However, Yan Jiu glanced at Qing Yan, whose face was blue, this look of anger, as if he was robbing his wife, what kind of thing was it!

Also, I didn't really rob his wife, what kind of trouble is this inexplicable weakness!

"It turns out that there are helpers, no wonder they are so rampant!" The scholar sealed with one hand, and the light band was unabated, turning around in mid-air, and attacking Yan Jiu and Qing Yan again.

Qing Yan's wrist hung slightly, and the aura condensed on the palm of his hand, and he immediately swung out a palm and hit the chasing light band.

The cold light flashed, and even the surrounding temperature dropped a few points instantly, and a corner of the light belt was also invaded by the cold light, dyed with frost and cold, and it was obviously damaged.

This is the scholar's natal magic weapon, which is closely related to the master, and the magic weapon is damaged, and the natural owner is injured.

The scholar secretly breathed and pressed down some churning qi and blood, although he was angry in his heart at this time, he was helpless, just because the door had shown a tendency to close.

Qing Yan saw that the scholar was no longer pursuing, stepped on the void under his feet, and took Yan Jiu into the air, entering the vermilion gate that was about to close.

Ji Feng saw that Yan Jiu had already entered, and then entered with Ah Jing and his party, only to see that it was a little troublesome, because he was injured by Jiang Mei, he couldn't even condense his aura, let alone go to the sky.

Jiang Ling looked at Guan Ziyi and said with a disgusted face: "Don't forget, this master has saved your life again!" ”

Although Jiang Ling said so, he put Guan Ziyi's arm on his shoulder, half-hugged and half-supported him, and flew towards the exit of the imperial sword.

Rubbing the vermilion gate, he dodged in, and the gate closed quietly after the spirit entered......

Yan Jiu only felt that his body flickered, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already standing on the Desire Altar when he met Wangyuan before, and the compass under his feet was as delicate and complex as a compass, showing the scene in the Desire Altar at this moment.

The thick fog gradually rose, and those demon beasts that had escaped the battle, or rather, the demon beasts that had eaten enough, turned into pieces of light and disappeared.

The thick fog covered the altar of desire again, waiting for the next opening.

"Sister Yan Jiu, are you okay?" Ah Jing leaned over worriedly.

Yan Jiu wiped the blood stains from his lips, and secretly wondered in his heart, that scholar was at least Jin Dan, how could he have nothing to do, just spit blood seemingly in a thrilling way?

"Devouring the sky and devouring all things into your own way, you are naturally fine." Wangyuan's voice appeared in his head.

Yan Jiu looked away without a trace, and asked in his heart, "So the reason why I'm okay is because I swallowed the Blood Buddha?" ”

"Yes, at this time, your cultivation is low, this bloodline is not obvious, and when you go through the thunder tribulation, all the wonders of this sky-swallowing bloodline will be revealed little by little."

Yan Jiu was a little stunned when he heard this, he could only resist the Jindan monk by devouring a Blood Buddha, if it was any further, this would simply be unthinkable, no wonder the Heaven Devouring Clan would attract the jealousy of the Upper Realm, and even suffer from the extinction of the clan.

Seeing that Yan Jiu was a little stunned, Jiang Ling asked in a low voice, "Sister Jiu, what's wrong with you?" ”

Hearing Jiang Ling's question, Yan Jiu came back to his senses, "I'm fine." ”

Yan Jiu looked at everyone, "Are you all okay?" ”

"We're not fine, we couldn't be better!" Ah Jing winked at Yan Jiu quirkily, "I have gained a lot~"

It seems that when he was fighting with the tooth-eater, the remaining few people were not idle.

At this time, the scholar's figure was revealed behind everyone, and at a glance, the scholar saw Yan Jiu, who was chatting and laughing with everyone.

The scholar's hands were sealed, and a band of light was faintly formed on his fingertips......

"Everyone has arrived, and it seems that everyone has gained a good harvest." Wangyuan's figure was revealed on the altar.

At this time, Wang Yuan was wearing a feather robe and a jade crown on his head, looking like an immortal.

"Once the altar of desire is closed, no one is allowed to fight." Wang Yuan said, his eyes glancing in the direction of the scholar as if he had meant something.

With just one glance, the light band that had been condensed in the scholar's hand dissipated instantly, the spell was interrupted, the spiritual veins could not function for a while, and the spiritual energy suddenly stagnated.

Although this aura stagnation is not a big problem, it will make the spiritual veins very painful, and in just a moment, the scholar's face is covered with cold sweat.

As soon as Wang Yuan's words came out, the atmosphere of those monks who were alone and had been on guard from beginning to end eased a lot.

"Now, it's time for you to pick your loot!"

This is simply the only good news that everyone has heard since entering the altar of desire!

But Wang Yuan looked at the people who showed joy, and he hooked the corners of his lips and said to himself: "However, there are two selection rules, so I don't know how you chose ......" (to be continued.) )