Bai Jiao and Minghe joined forces to kill the Hualian Sect Leader and became the priest and sect leader of the new generation of the Lunatic Cult. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Since then, the two have lived very smoothly in the southern Yunnan generation, but the moon worship month has ushered in the biggest crisis since the founding of the church.

The greatest strength in the rivers and lakes - Tingxue Lou has set his sights on the Moon Worship Sect.

Listening to Xiao Yiqing, the owner of the Snow Building, he sent his most powerful general, Shu Jingrong, the female leader of the Snow Building, to attack the Moon Worship Sect.

Prior to this, Tingxue Lou had destroyed countless schools of rivers and lakes and became the overlord of martial arts.

Xiao Yiqing and Shu Jingrong are masters of color change in the martial arts, and they are also the dragon and phoenix in the eyes of many people.

Now, Xiao Yiqing's sword pointed at the Lunatic Cult.

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"When this incense burns out, you haven't promised me yet, so be ready to say goodbye to her......"

"Xiao Yiqing, take Lancang as the boundary, restrain your war horse, and go home! If you have to forcibly annex the entire martial arts, please think about the price you will have to pay, look at the person in front of you, and if you don't want her to be a sacrifice under the throne of the moon god, think about my words. ”

The cold words and indifferent warnings were all in front of him, and they drilled into Xiao Yiqing's ears.

He kept his eyes wide open and tried to look around, but couldn't see anything clear.

Everything in front of me was an illusory and distorted obstacle, as if separated by a layer of clouds, only white phantoms, countless figures in white robes, facing the statue of the moon god on the altar, kept kowtowing, and the strange sound of chanting came into the eardrums like waves.

"In the giant house, in the fire house

In the darkness of counting all the years

Please, God-

Inform me of my real name!

From that place the month rises

The gods said their names one by one

I hope that at this time-

I can remember my real name, too! ”

The voice of the chanting, with its strange rhythm and singing, slowly penetrated into his eardrums like a tidal wave, from ear to heart...... Xiao Yiqing gradually became groggy.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still, and only a little fire was clearly visible.

In the dark, a touch of sandalwood was held, little by little, slowly dimming!

"Have you figured it out, what are you going to do?"

"......" Xiao Yiqing wanted to speak, but she couldn't answer, and cold sweat flowed down.

"The hour has come, and the festival begins!"

A voice announced mercilessly, and with a wave of his hand, the surroundings were blood-red, like boundless clouds.

The fire, the fire that spreads everywhere and burns incessantly, sweeps all over the world!

He opened his eyes like a light and could not see anything, but he clearly knew that she was engulfed in the fire, and she was in the fire!

"Ah Jing, Ah Jing!" Xiao Yiqing exclaimed and shouted, "Stop!" Let her out! I promise you! ”

"It's too late, the red lotus karmic fire that burns everything, once it is ignited, it will burn all the sins in the Three Realms!"

"Shut up, let her out!" Xiao Yiqing stretched out his hand and kept waving the knife.

The Sunset Shadow Knife, which shook the rivers and lakes, emitted a green light, like an afterimage, cutting quickly, trying to cut through the fog, but it was like hitting cotton, and the water passed without a trace.

In front of him was a sea of fire without a trace, and he couldn't find Shu Jingrong!

"Get her out! You let her out! ”

He began to lose control, and couldn't help but rush into the depths of the flames—

Ah Jing! ……

"Amitabha, donor, please stop!"

A drop of cold water dripped down, cold to the bone, and made Xiao Yiqing clear!

"Donor, you were trapped in a nightmare just now, and you were stunned. The opponent is very strong, I didn't go all out this time, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to wake you up......"

Bai Jiao, who was far away in the southern Xinjiang, withdrew a spiritual power and quietly looked at the disciple of Tingxue Lou in front of him.

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In front of him was a dilapidated temple, Zhong Muhua took the disciples of Tingxue Lou and looked at the empty dilapidated temple blankly.

"Ahh

Suddenly, there was a burst of screams around him, as if he was choked by something invisible, and in an instant, a large number of people fell.

"Who! Come out! Zhong Muhua shouted.

It was still empty, and Zhong Muhua couldn't see the enemy, but it was this kind of enemy that he couldn't see clearly that made him even more frightening.

"Poof, poof!"

People kept falling, knowing that someone was doing it in secret, but they couldn't find an opponent, and their companions fell one after another, and fear spread in the hearts of the disciples of Tingxue Building.

The opponents are strong, too strong for them to defeat!

Seeing that his disciples were all as pale as earth, without the strength and will to resist, Zhong Muhua knew that the general trend had gone.

The mysterious people in the broken temple have unfathomable strength, and they can't deal with them at all.

"Withdraw!" Zhong Muhua commanded loudly.

When the disciples received the order, they ran out as if they had heard the sound of a fairy, eager to rush out of the ruined temple immediately.

However, as soon as they reached the door, the threshold that had been erected there suddenly disappeared!

Where did the door go?

Everyone was stunned.

"Elder Zhong, the door is gone!"

The disciple who reacted screamed in horror, his face became hideous and terrifying because of extreme fear, and he pointed out the door, his fingers stiffened, as if he had seen the most terrible thing.

Zhong Muhua looked back, his heart skipped a beat, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

The door, sure enough, is gone!

An atmosphere of horror spread through the room, and everyone stared at the wall that stood in front of them, where the door had been.

"Temple trespassers - death!"

In the dim and dilapidated temple, a cold voice suddenly came, crisp and clear, like the echo of an empty valley, lingering in the air.

Hearing the opponent's voice for the first time, Zhong Muhua didn't have time to think, he flew like lightning, shook his hand and swung a knife at the place where the sound came from!

"Ahh

A violent scream sounded, and Zhong Muhua showed a relaxed expression on his face: Hit it, the enemy is dead!

"Ahem, Zhong Lao, why ......" A disciple who was blind to death, before he died, asked unwillingly.

What's going on?

Zhong Muhua threw down the knife in shock, and the corpse that fell to the ground ached, and his heart ached, and it turned out to be his own disciple who slashed!

Everyone grew their mouths in shock, staring at the corpse in a daze, and the broken temple was full of rattling teeth, and everyone's fingers trembled and their teeth chattered.

"Run!"

I don't know who it was, so I screamed and took the lead and rushed to the wall.

Everyone reacted.

Yes, there are no doors, and there are walls!

Climb over it, or push it against a wall, it's fine, isn't it?

The nimble man rushed to the wall again and again, but fell down when he was about to rush over the wall, and again and again, everyone was so desperate that they drew their knives and slashed wildly at the loess wall.

However, with a knife down, everyone was stunned again.

"It hurts, why are you cutting me?" The wall said.

How can walls speak?

"Youkai! It's a youkai! Someone screamed loudly, pointed to the wall, and almost fainted.

Others did not believe in evil and swung their swords again.

"Poof!"

Blood gushed out, and rows of corpses lay on the ground, all of them listening to Xuelou's people.

The people who were standing were even more frightened, these people, who had fought side by side with them just a moment ago, were now corpses all at once.

The loess wall they desperately attacked was still standing in place.

Listening to the disciples of Xuelou, they have been in the Central Plains Martial Arts, and they have never seen such a strange thing, nor have they ever seen such a strange technique.

"Ghosts, monsters, monsters!"

The disciple, who was confused and had been frightened, frantically danced his knife into the air, trying to protect his whole body and keep him safe.

"Offering the best wine of the moon god with your flesh and blood......"

A cold voice came from the temple again, and a soft sound suddenly sounded in the corner.

A flock of colorful butterflies, like ghosts, flew towards the living people standing on the ground.

Southern Yunnan has a warm climate, with flowers and butterflies often present throughout the year.

However, on such a dark and terrifying night, seeing so many butterflies, dancing brightly and charmingly, a chill rose in everyone's heart.

Everyone knew that these butterflies were dangerous and wanted to avoid them, but their feet seemed to have taken root and were frozen in place.

Their eyes widened, with fear and intoxication in them, and they stood there watching the beautiful butterflies approach.

The butterfly landed on some of the children, calmly and gracefully unfurling the curled needle-like tip tube and piercing the artery in the neck.

One, two...... Slowly, like puppets, everyone watched as the butterfly pierced into their necks and fell in terror.

Monster! Monster!

Zhong Muhua exclaimed in his heart over and over again, wanting to draw the knife, but he couldn't move his body, so he could only watch a colorful butterfly slowly land on his shoulder and slowly unfold the straw.

"Brush!"

A fierce sword qi rushed into the sky, red light flashed, broke through the air, and the sword qi came towards him, Zhong Muhua closed his eyes in horror.

"Take them away!"

Suddenly, someone around him pushed him, and Zhong Muhua found that his body could move.

"Miss Jing!" Zhong Muhua exclaimed in surprise.

The crimson sword light flew in the air like an afterimage, flying in all directions, and butterflies of all sizes were cut down by the sword light and scattered all over the ground.

Zhong Muhuashen couldn't help but lower his head and looked at these beautiful and deadly butterflies, and was surprised to find that these butterflies had turned into hungry pieces of paper ashes.

The disciples who woke up saw Shu Jingrong and cheered in unison: "Miss Jing is here!" Miss Jing is here! ”

A sound, as if evoking the initial courage, frightened courage, suddenly returned, and the lost fighting spirit was rekindled.

"Zhong Lao, take them away!"

After cutting off the last butterfly, Shu Jingrong was dressed in a scarlet robe, landed in the broken temple, quietly held his sword, stared at a certain void, and gave a categorical command to his subordinates.

Zhong Muhua wanted to leave like this, but thinking of the power of that mysterious person, he was worried: "Miss Jing, be careful!" …… Otherwise, the subordinates should not leave yet. ”

Shu Jingrong turned his head and said coldly: "Go!" If you stay, you will also be sent to death, how can martial arts resist spells? ”

After explaining, Shu Jingrong was a little impatient, and said sternly: "Let's go, I'm here to deal with, I broke the barrier for you, let's go!" ”

Seeing a flash of red light, Zhong Muhua and the disciples of Tingxue Lou turned around, and saw that the temple gate reappeared in its original position!

The group did not dare to delay, and rushed out of the door.

As soon as you go out, you can see the full moon, the white moonlight is sprinkled, the moonlight is like water, bright and bright, the fresh air and the slightly cold night breeze blows.

Everyone seemed to have been reborn, and they were deeply glad that they could still see such a beautiful moonlight.

"Now go back immediately and tell the landlord: the other party is very strong, please send more people over immediately. Remember, it's useless for ordinary martial arts masters, send warlocks and onmyojis! ”

Zhong Muhua, who exited the temple gate, heard Shu Jingrong's secret command, and ran away.

"Lord Priest, this little trick of sprinkling beans into soldiers can only deal with ordinary people. Since I'm here, Lord Priest, please show up, don't hide and hide with tricks, you might as well show some real skills to Ah Jing! ”

Shu Jingrong held the Blood Wei Sword in his hand and said to the statue of the moon god in the temple.

On the shrine, a soft white smoke suddenly appeared, delaying and slowly condensing, and a person faintly appeared.

The man's tall figure, his sleeve-length figure, his white robe like snow, and his long black hair were casually draped down to his waist, and he slowly turned his head, and the jewel on his head shone as he turned around.

Before Shu Jingrong could see his face clearly, he saw him slowly raise his right hand and draw a talisman in the air.

Suddenly two flames burst into flames in the temple, burning in a circle, enclosing her in the middle.

Shu Jingrong sneered, raised his eyebrows and said, "It looks a little bit old, but it's still just a trick." ”

She lifted her foot slightly, flew over the fire safely, and jumped out of the circle.

However, as soon as his feet stepped out of the circle, a strong wind struck.

Shu Jingrong flew up, and in a whirl in mid-air, he flexibly bypassed like a swift, and gently and skillfully avoided the attack.

At the same time, a boulder fell from the sky and landed where Shu Jingrong was standing just now.

There was a loud bang, and the broken temple was blown up!

Shu Jingrong stood still, bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "Flying stone? The Five Elements Carry Dafa, Your Excellency is finally willing to show a little real kung fu. ”

The man in white said, "Listen to Shu Jingrong of Xuelou? ”

The ethereal voice and the light of the eyes fell on the woman in scarlet.

Shu Jingrong nodded: "Prince Jiaruo, fortunately." ”

(To be continued.) )