"Senior brother, I don't understand, why Uncle Xie always keeps an eye on Luoshui's group of demons, we obviously have more important things to do, don't we?"

In the maze, a three-person team is moving forward cautiously. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Unlike before, a glimmer of light seemed to ripple around their bodies, and it continued to spread into the distance.

Humans who used to lose their sense of direction as soon as they entered the maze and circled around a tree or a cluster of bushes now seemed to have completely resisted this negative influence, and their goals were clear, their steps were firm, and they walked in the direction of Luoshui step by step.

And the one of the three who spoke was a round-faced monk.

Compared to the other two, the round-faced monk looked much younger, with a bit of stubbornness and persistence on his face:

"Senior brother, I respect Senior Uncle Xie, but I can't understand what she does."

Of the three, the round-faced monk was the youngest, and the other was full of sorrow, but it was not because of his emotions, but because he looked like this, so he was the oldest. The round-faced monk was the last tall Jindan monk to ask.

He is Liu Wen.

Liu Wen had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were as sharp as arrows, whether he was walking or talking with his companions. There was not a moment when they let their guard down.

He possesses the typical qualities that all Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciples possess, passion, loyalty, bravery, tenacity...

At this time, when he heard the words of the round-faced monk, he did not scold, but asked with a light smile:

"Senior Brother Ji, do you know the Child of Destiny?"

"Yes." The round-faced monk nodded: "It is said that the son of fate of our human race is Senior Uncle Tang Ling, and the son of fate of the demon clan is Yanhu Siyun and Heavenly Demon Nai Changchuan. ”

"Xuanli is decaying, so the new realm is opened, and the luck of the Xuanli Continent is gradually shifting to the New Realm, and this transfer has intensified the process of the destruction of the Xuanli Continent..."

Liu Wen's voice was low, and he said eloquently:

"But before the transfer of qi luck, for the first time, the three clans of human demons and demons abandoned the hatred of thousands of years, and used the lifespan of hundreds of powers as a guide to draw out the qi luck of the three Xuan Continent, and fused into the bodies of the three living beings respectively, do you know about this?"

The round-faced monk can cultivate to the Jindan stage, naturally he is not stupid, and when he heard this, he quickly understood what Liu Wen meant, and a look of surprise appeared on his face:

"So Senior Brother, do you mean to say that Senior Uncle Tang Ling and those two demons each have a share of the luck of the Xuanli Continent in their bodies?"

"That's right." Liu Wen sighed and said:

"Uncle Xie and Uncle Tang Ling haven't given up the pursuit of Nai Changchuan and Si Yun since they woke up, but they are still alive and well, do you know why?"

"Because... Luck...", the round-faced monk replied with difficulty.

Because he suddenly realized how much pressure Xie Hongyu was under when most of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect disciples were complaining!

This is indeed the case, if it weren't for the blessing of luck, Si Yun and Nai Changchuan's IQ and EQ that had to ask Liu Qingwen for advice even at the beginning, it would be good not to kill himself, how could Luoshui have the current scale...

"Yes, luck." Liu Wen sighed:

"Luck, like a heavenly machine, is the most unpredictable. However, the two races of demons are united, and the luck of the two parties is enough to pose a threat to the human race. That's why Uncle Xie repeatedly targeted Luoshui. Because if they are left unchecked, when they become truly powerful, they will definitely become the biggest threat to the human race. ”

What Liu Wen didn't say was. Even though Xie Hongyu has never given up the blow to Luoshui, so far, the results are still minimal.

Picking this demon clan because of the lack of background to be able to attack Luo Shui when the earth formed a scale is the most suitable opportunity that Xie Hongyu calculated, if it is missed, when the reinforcements of the demon clan arrive, they will have a more difficult time.

"I see..."The round-faced monk suddenly realized, and in his heart he felt even more guilty about his previous misunderstanding of Xie Hongyu:

"It's my shortsightedness. I misunderstood Uncle Xie..."

Liu Wen patted him on the shoulder and comforted:

"You are also concerned about the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but junior brother, you have to understand that no one wants to hope that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect can still stand on top of the world in the New Realm than Senior Uncle Xie!"

Maybe she didn't go very well, but her sincerity shouldn't be treated like this!

"I see." The round-faced monk was solemn, holding a sword and said solemnly:

"Ji San swears to defend the glory of ten thousand swords!"

Liu Wen nodded with satisfaction, and was about to say something, when he saw the monk of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating as if he was an old monk, suddenly raised his eyes, and the light in his eyes skyrocketed, and in an instant, he waved Liu Wen and Ji San dozens of meters away:

"Sneak attack..."

"Boom!"

The Bitter-faced Monk's next words were drowned out in a huge explosion, and Liu Wen and Ji San quickly met while stabilizing their figures, and then rushed towards the center of the qi wave, which was where the Bitter-faced Monk was.

They didn't talk a word the whole time, but all their actions revealed an indescribable tacit understanding.

That's an instinct formed after a thousand battles!

He Guanqi sat on the back of the demon leopard Xiao Hei, who was more than two meters high, and looked condescendingly at the three people of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect who quickly returned to the reinforcement and converged, his expression did not change in the slightest, but he slowly pulled out a short spear made of alloy from behind his back and held it in his hand.

The alloy spear shimmered brightly in the sunlight, and there were several simple acceleration formations on the tip of the spear that made it look sharper.

Similar to this short spear, there were dozens of them in his storage bag.

This was the first time He Guan had used this kind of weapon specially tailored for him by the research institute, but he did not feel the slightest strangeness, and held it in his hand as if his arms were connected by blood.

It is said that this is the latest research result of the research institute, a blood refining method that can greatly reduce the rustiness of weapons.

For this, he also donated a small half of the fingertip blood of the test tube...

He Guan's thoughts gradually diverged, but at this time, his mind seemed to be divided into two halves without hindrance, and half of it was staring at the situation in the center of the battlefield.

"Chance!"

At this time, He Guan suddenly discovered a flaw, his pupils shrank suddenly, his movements preceded his thoughts, and the alloy short spear suddenly rushed towards the three Ten Thousand Sword Sect disciples with a piercing scream.

"Let's go!" The bitter-faced monk could no longer maintain his previous calm and composure, and he and Liu Wenjisan quickly rushed towards the periphery.

At this moment, a skin-tingling sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart, and at the same time, a piercing whistling sound appeared that was almost close to him when he heard it, and the bitter-faced monk had a look of despair on his face...

"Boom!"

The alloy spear stabbed into the shoulder of the Bitter-faced Monk with unparalleled might, and the force carried him upside down all the way, and finally slammed into a large tree.

The blood stained the bitter-faced monk's body almost instantly, and his expression suddenly withered.

Liu Wenji San was about to return to help as soon as possible, when he saw a black shadow flash in the air, which instantly overtook them and came to the side of the bitter-faced monk.

"Huh..."

A very soft voice sounded, and the pain on the face of the bitter-faced monk froze...

for his body has been separated.

Liu Wenjisan stopped, looked at He Guan and the black panther standing tall, and suddenly a chill poured out from his bone marrow...

The three nine-tailed foxes said

Thank you for the gentle monthly pass with a cocked tail, Momoda.

In addition, I have something to do tomorrow, and the update should be in the evening, so report it in advance.

Good night everybody.