This white bone was different from the others, and the aura and black qi almost filled this skeleton to the fullest. Before it reached Su Jinge and Duan Yuxuan, two black qi waves in front of them first.

Duan Yuxuan raised her right hand and quickly brushed off the gold bracelet on her hand, and the gold bracelet swirled and swirled to block the black qi. Purple light emanated from Su Jin's singer, crossed the gold bracelet, and slashed straight at the head of the white bone puppet. The thunder of purple light exploded above the white bone puppet's head. The white bone puppet was completely unconscious, and still rushed in front of the two of them.

Duan Qingya noticed the situation here, and the spiritual light in his hand skyrocketed, and an invisible force pulled the white bone puppet over. Su Jinge and Duan Yuxuan immediately relaxed. Su Jinge pinched the recipe with one hand and threw a shengjin recipe on Duan Yuxuan's body, and threw out a talisman with the other hand.

This talisman is a special talisman that can be recorded into spells from the pit in the hand of the wind from Penglai Immortal Island. What is recorded in this one is Ning Xin Zhenjun's trick, and the waterfall is hanging upside down.

The moment the talisman burst open, the aura condensed under the wind and clouds. The sea of clouds rises, the river is rolling, the waterfall is hanging upside down, and thousands ......of weather are spreading out. In an instant, all the scenes reversed, bringing up a strong force, tearing out countless bloody wounds on Zhu Fu's body.

Zhu Fu only felt that the spiritual power in his body was reversed at that moment, and he was unable to move under the suppression of a powerful force. He sneered and looked disdainfully at the monks in front of him. Then he bit the tip of his tongue hard.

Wu Niang's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of his movements, and exclaimed, "Wow, wow." Master, he's going to make a big move! ”

As soon as Wu Niang's voice fell, she smashed at Zhu Fu with a wind blade of white light, a thunder blast with purple light, a big knife with golden light, and a rain of fire mixed with a small flying sword. In the blink of an eye, he was smashed into an unrecognizable corpse. It's a pity that he was still a step too late after all, and before those spells could touch him, a mouthful of blood had spurted out of his mouth.

Those white bone puppets suppressed by Duan Qingya shook violently, and the black qi on their bodies was even better. Duan Qingya threw out the wine gourd and turned into a gourd the size of a small mountain and smashed it down, but those white bone puppets were very tenacious. The entire skeleton had long since been shattered by the greatsword. It's just that the aura that sustains the body. After being hit by a gourd. The smashed body fell deep into the ground. He was able to jump out and recover quickly under the lingering aura and black qi.

The wine gourd fell again, and the earth trembled. Before it could rise again, another gourd the size of a small mountain flew diagonally. Sandwich the bone golem in the middle. This time. The white bone puppet was directly crushed into powder. But he still relies on the black qi and spiritual light to maintain the appearance of a "person".

A circle of spiritual light surged at the foot of Duan Qingya. The ripple plate spreads out, locking the bones tightly.

"You go first."

On this side, Su Jinge and the others were a little hesitant. Duan Yuxuan bit her lip. He stomped his feet and said, "These white bones are unusual, we can only let my uncle tie his hands and feet here." Let's go and see the situation of the monarch first. ”

Su Jinge and Feng Liluo observed the situation and felt that this was indeed the case. He nodded and prepared to withdraw. The bearded monk naturally agreed. The four of them no longer hesitated at the moment, and rushed to the Jun family's mansion with the three of them.

After flying out of this pile of rocks, the aura behind him instantly stirred, as if the space was distorted. The situation behind them was shocking to them, and the sight in front of them was even more shocking. The city where the Jun family is located is no longer prosperous and peaceful as it used to be. Countless monks were fighting together in the aura of dancing in the sky, and people were constantly being injured and people falling. Blood splattered, and fire flared up. The sounds of fighting, scolding, and crying are mixed together. It's like purgatory.

The mustachioed monk was anxiously looking for Jun Mobei's figure in it, but it was not easy to find someone in this chaos.

Feng Liluo immediately said: "The lord of the monarch family will definitely try to return to the monarch's house, Xiaoxuan, you take this Taoist friend to the monarch's house first." My sister and I are looking for it here. ”

Duan Yuxuan threw out the Flowing Fire Spinning Top, and jumped up with the mustachioed monk, "Cousin, Jinge, be careful. ”

The bearded monk also told them to be careful, and handed them a map of the city. Only then did Duan Yuxuan run towards the Jun family's mansion.

The things on Junzi Continent have nothing to do with them. It's just that they can't sit back and watch as many monks die in such a brawl. The Jun family and these rioters are not good, but compared to Zhu Fu, the Jun family is still worth helping.

The three of them made a decision on the spot, and then tacitly took their own actions.

"Senior sister, you go to the northwest, and I go to the southeast. Try to stop their fight, and if you find the lord of the monarch or the situation is uncontrollable, go back to the monarch's house immediately. ”

Su Jinge nodded, jumped onto the gourd and headed straight to the northwest.

How can we stop their fighting in the fastest and most effective way? Obviously, the next rain will not work, not only will it not pour it back on them, but it will add some atmosphere and make their fight even more fierce. Rush down and forcibly stop it by force? Obviously, no, many of them have been seriously injured, and it is difficult to withstand the coercion of the Jindan monks. Not to mention those who are red and may explode at any time, as well as a few Jindan monks mixed in.

Su Jinge stood in the sky above the Northwest City, and the surging aura flew past the corners of her clothes. She bit her lip and suddenly asked, "Danyang Immortal Venerable, can you still use that picture scroll?" ”

"Huh? You want to trap these in it. ”

"Yes. Might work? ”

"Although the scroll is damaged, it is not a problem to hold it for a few days."

"How much can it hold?"

Danyang Immortal Venerable chuckled, "Don't say that the people of this city can pretend to be even in such ten cities." ”

"How many days will they come out on their own?"

"Don't worry, I won't hold them up. If I don't let them out after a few days, my painting will be ruined. ”

Su Jinge took out the phoenix mouth lamp and the picture scroll together, "There's Lao Xianzun over there." ”

In the evening breeze, a man dressed in red appeared in the air. He raised his arm lightly, and the scroll flew out of Su Jinge's hand. Unfold in the twilight breeze. The scroll began to stretch out indefinitely, and in a short time it enveloped most of the city.

The scenery on the painting is exquisite, and layers of spiritual light are stretched out from the painting. It was as if they were all alive, and the light fell into the chaotic crowds of the city. Fairyland and purgatory coincided, and the ethereal and quaint fairy music gradually replaced those shouts of killing.

The expressions of the monks in the brawl changed and became confused. Immediately, smiles appeared on their faces one after another. The smile had already appeared, and their figures had blurred into a spiritual light, which was included in the huge picture scroll.

The wind fell and noticed the abnormal movement, and immediately flew high. Dodge the aura in this scroll and fly this way.

As the distance narrowed, he saw Su Jinge's goose yellow and tender green dress dancing lightly in the evening breeze, and also saw a strange and extraordinary man in red standing beside her out of thin air.

"Senior sister, who is this?"

Su Jinge said with an undeserved face: "A friend." ”

Feng Liluo smiled at Danyang Immortal Venerable, "What do you call this fellow Daoist?" Secretly, he communicated with Su Jinge: "What is the origin of your friend." Did he make that strange painting? ”

Danyang Immortal Venerable shook his head and said, "Ignorant junior, the name of this volume is Chaos Vientiane Diagram. ”

was glimpsed into the transmission between himself and Su Jinge, Feng Li did not feel the slightest discomfort on his face, and he smiled very naturally: "Please forgive me for offending my predecessors." ”

Although he felt that there was something wrong with the cultivation of the person in front of him, he could get a glimpse of the transmission of Brother Jindan, which showed that this person's strength was not weaker than him. There is always nothing wrong with being commensurate with your predecessors.

As he spoke, the Chaos Atlas had already put away all the monks who were fighting below.

Danyang Xianzun put away the picture scroll and threw it into Su Jinge's arms, and the figure shook and turned into a wisp of green smoke and returned to the phoenix mouth lamp.

Feng Liluo was dumbfounded, "He, he's a ghost cultivator!" ”

"Not at all." Su Jinge put away the phoenix mouth lamp and the chaos map, and replied with a calm face: "Long before Cangwu, he was already by my side. ”

The wind fell, and his voice lowered, "So, he is not from Cangwu. ”

Su Jinge looked at his toes and sighed lightly, "Let's go to Jun's house first." ”

Feng Liluo nodded, and rushed to the direction of the Jun family's mansion with Su Jinge. After walking a distance, he couldn't help but remind: "After all, it's not my race." ”

"Thank you for reminding me, I have a sense of proportion."

In the phoenix mouth lamp, Danyang Immortal Zun heard the words of the wind clearly. He smiled disappreciatively, quietly drilled out the phoenix mouth lamp, and returned to the picture scroll.

The monks gathered outside the Jun family's mansion suddenly disappeared, along with those Jun monks who were desperately resisting. A few people walked out of the gate of Jun's house, looking at the empty street, and they couldn't react.

Duan Yuxuan rubbed her eyes, making sure that she was not mistaken, "Monarch Lord, what kind of magic weapon are you making?" ”

Jun Mobei confirmed the situation again and again, and shook his head a little uncontrollably: "I don't know either." ”

Just now, when he was still fighting to the death, he rushed into the ancestral hall of the Jun family under the escort of Duan Yuxuan and several Jindan monks, and entered the secret room to get the Junzi Sword. Unexpectedly, as soon as it came out, the scene in front of me turned out to be like this.

This gentleman's sword is indeed an ancient treasure, and it is also very magical. It's just that no matter how magical it is, it's not so ferocious. As soon as he got his hands, all the people who were fighting outside disappeared. It doesn't make any sense.

Just when Jun Mobei and the others looked at the sword in his hand and pondered this strange thing, Su Jinge and Feng Liluo had already fallen in front of them.

Duan Yuxuan immediately dropped this strange question, rushed to Feng Liluo and said, "Cousin, you are back, are you injured?" ”.

(To be continued......)