Lingyu looked at Fang Xinyan in front of her, this senior sister who had been with her for several years was obviously very familiar in appearance, but she had a completely unfamiliar demeanor.

She remembered the first time she met, the snow-white and plum-like woman, elegant and beautiful, dazzling eyes, who would have thought that she was a demon cultivator.

At this moment, she has no grudge against Fang Xinyan, after all, Fang Xinyan treats her very well, even if she hides it, it doesn't hurt. But from now on, it will never be possible to be as close as ever.

If it is not my race, its heart will be different, especially this Senior Sister Fang has unfathomable scheming. This couldn't help but make her feel stunned, she thought that she could be chic about things in this world, but at this time she realized that chic was because those things didn't care about her. And the things I care about have to give up, and the taste is so uncomfortable......

"Where are they now?"

Although Xu Wei didn't say it explicitly, Fang Xinyan understood who he was talking about.

She said: "This Tongtian Spirit Treasure seems to be a kind of town guard, and the entire Dayan City has been suppressed below. The summoned monks of the Yudan and Yuanying are all at the anode or cathode. Here is the cathode, and after they come in, go to the anode. ”

"What about you? Why is it suddenly here? ”

"Because the anode side has already started, my cultivation will only become a drag, so my subordinates sent me to the cathode."

"Do it?" Xiao Zhengyi shouted, "They can't speak or move, won't they be killed?" ”

Fang Xinyan laughed: "Xiao Daoyou, although the predecessors of the god can't make a move, it is not difficult to wake up a few people. ”

Xiao Zhengyi thought about it, since the Avatar Seniors could transfer hundreds of high-level cultivators a few years ago. I can't do it myself now. It's not hard to wake up a few to deal with them, right?

"Say so. We're waiting here, nothing else? ”

As soon as Xiao Zhengyi's words fell, the point of the cathode emitted a bright light again, and what appeared this time was a demon cultivator bathed in red light, and his powerful momentum explained his cultivation.

Fang Xinyan retreated sharply, avoiding behind Xu Zhi. Reaching out and patting it, a green leaf suddenly turned into a green phantom, enveloping her whole body.

Feeling the breath of this green leaf, Xu Yi and Lingyu were stunned at the same time. They realized that Fang Xinyan had the secret technique of talisman given by the demon cultivator in her hand, and Xu Rui's sword just now could not hurt her, but this secret technique was probably reserved for use when necessary, so she used words with them.

And at this moment, she avoided behind Xu Yi. Xu Wei held the sword in his hand again, but he was afraid that this demon cultivator would slow down. will take Xu Wei as the first kill target, buying himself time.

If you lift a weight lightly, blame others and kill people!

Xu Wei clenched his palms, and many thoughts flashed through his mind for a while, but he couldn't think of a feasible way.

Lingyu glanced at Fang Xinyan with a complicated look. Should she be thankful that she didn't hide behind her?

This demon cultivator has red hair and red clothes, his whole body is glowing red, his left arm is dripping with blood, and his breath is weak, it can be seen that he is seriously injured, and it is difficult for his limbs to repair themselves. When he saw Fang Xinyan, he immediately became angry: "Little slut, if it weren't for your calculations, how could this king fall into such a situation!" ”

As he spoke, he was about to pounce, and when he saw Xu Yi standing in front of Fang Xinyan, even though he had already made a gesture of avoidance, he still slapped it with one palm.

The red light flashed, and before it reached Xu Yi's body, he only heard a cold snort from nowhere, and the red light suddenly dissipated. At the same time, a domineering and incomparable sword qi slashed diagonally.

The red-haired demon cultivator was shocked and hurriedly dodged, but fortunately, the true yuan of this sword was insufficient, and he dodged it.

Then, they saw that the Zhaoming Sword Monarch, who was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground and unconscious, slowly stood up, holding a purple sword in his hand, and his eyes were fierce: "Those who dare to move this Sword Monarch will not weigh it!" ”

Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief. Xu Yi must not die, otherwise she will not have a good time.

And Xu Rui, I don't know what it's like at this time. He was secretly glad that he didn't do it just now, otherwise, even if Zhaoming Sword Monarch needed a puppet, he wouldn't keep him anymore. For so many years, he has been hiding his thoughts very well, afraid of Zhaoming Jianjun's cultivation, but he has to obey him, occasionally revealing some contradictions, letting the people who monitor him reveal the past, and portraying an unwilling puppet character very well.

It's just that I'm still a little disappointed in my heart. The road to freedom still needs to be walked step by step, perhaps hundreds of years......

The cathode flashed one after another, and after about a dozen demon cultivators appeared, one of them picked up the spell, hit a spell at the point of the cathode, and then stood still.

Could it be that this is to prevent others from teleporting over?

Lingyu saw that after this spell, the cathode no longer flickered, and couldn't help but clench her palms nervously.

The monks of the cathode are probably the monks who have been transformed directly from the battlefield, and most of them are knots, and there are very few primordial infants. Lingyu remembered that in the twenty years since the battlefield was closed, the monks in each camp had moved, and several pieces of news had been clarified, one of which was that the Yuanying monks had all been tripped by the Yuanying Demon Cultivator and were extremely damaged. There are only five or six Yuanying monks in a camp, and if there is any damage, how many can be left? Looking at the monks sitting on the cathode now, they will understand, counting and counting, there are only a dozen! As for demon cultivation, it was even less, occupying only a small area. Will the god predecessors wake them all up?

"If you are unwilling, it turns out that it is you!" Another voice sounded, and a young man in yellow stood up in the demon cultivator, his face was immature, he looked like he was at most fifteen or sixteen years old, but he had an extremely cruel gaze.

"Huang Xiao!" The red-haired demon cultivator who was the first to come over glared fiercely at the yellow-clothed young man.

"It's me, master!" The young man in yellow swept him contemptuously, "Xuanhe, I haven't seen you for many years, and you still haven't grown at all!" ”

The red-haired demon cultivator sneered: "Growth? Now you, talk to me about growth? ”

"How did you juniors get in?" The demons over there were arguing with each other, and a gentle and kind voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

Lingyu turned her head to look, but saw that on the side of Taibai Sect, Gu Qinghua, the head of the sect, opened his eyes.

There are many Yuanying monks in the Taibai Sect, she is not qualified to meet her, and the only ones she has really seen are the ancestor Canghua Zhenren, as well as this Gu Zhenren, among which Gu Zhenren has seen it from afar when he was in the camp.

"Disciple Cheng Lingyu, meet the master." She hurriedly bowed to Gu Zhenren, "We came to find Dayan City, but unexpectedly, ......"

"Looking for Dayan City?" Gu Zhenren raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Why are you looking for Dayan City?" ”

"Because...... Because we felt that the battlefield was closed, probably related to Dayan City, more than 20 years have passed, and there has been no news, so we came to Dayan City to give it a try. ”

"Oh?" Gu Zhenren was quite surprised, swept past all the juniors present, and finally smiled, "Your name is Cheng Lingyu?" Can you have a teacher? ”

It should be a good thing to be asked by the boss like this, right? This thought flashed through Lingyu's mind, and she was slightly excited: "Disciple, the disciple is a disciple of Guanyun Peak Wei Zhenren." ”

Gu Zhenren glanced at Wei Wuyi, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground: "You are the apprentice of this kid?" ”

"Yes."

Gu Zhenren laughed: "It's really ...... Master and apprentice are in the same vein, and this bold and reckless strength is exactly the same as your master. ”

Well? Could it be that Master has also done something bold and reckless?

Gu Zhenren didn't ask any more questions, flicked his fingers, and cast a shield on the back: "You all go over, be careful." ”

Yan Xing, Xiao Zhengyi and the others gratefully bowed to Gu Zhenren and ran into the shield.

Zhaoming Sword Monarch snorted, and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Old Ghost Gu, you will be a good person!" ”

Gu Zhenren said lightly: "It's just that you're not as ruthless and black-hearted as you." ”

Hearing this, Zhaoming Sword Monarch's eyes flashed ruthlessly: "Manifestation is not here, do you want to say a few more words?" ”

This is already a bare threat, the Zixiao Sword Sect only has Zhaoming Sword Monarch as a Yuan Hou cultivator, but it is one of the strongest sects alongside several other factions, and the strength of Zhaoming Sword Monarch does not need to be said. The manifestation of the real person is the cultivation of the Yuan Hou, but the real person is the Yuan Zhong, with the strength of the sword cultivation, in the face of the Gu Zhenren whose cultivation is suppressed, the Zhaoming Sword Monarch has an absolute chance of winning.

In the shield arranged by Gu Zhenren, Lingyu glanced sympathetically at Xu Wei, who was still standing in front of Zhaoming Sword Monarch. No wonder his life is so sad, Zhaoming Jianjun is not only short-tempered, look, other people also have elders who have come to their senses, but only him, Zhaoming Jianjun didn't speak, so he didn't dare to come over.

"I said Zhaoming old ghost, when will you be able to change your broken habit of oppressing people?" A slow tone came from the monks of the Senluo Temple, and then stood up a fair-skinned and delicate young man. Looking at his appearance, he definitely can't see that this person will be a demon cultivator, and he is also a Yuanying cultivator, he is delicate and elegant, with a green shirt and a full scribe style.

Lingyu couldn't help but think of the scene when Xing Luohai first met the monk of Senluo Palace, the monk who presided over the puja was also a scribe, could it be that the monks of Senluo Hall all had a hobby of pretending to be pure?

"Humph! It seems that your Senluo Temple is very upright! Do your demon cultivation well, what are you pretending to be pure and innocent? Yan Lao'er, if you don't blush, I'll blush for you! Zhaoming Sword Monarch sneered.

The green-shirted scribe of the Senluo Hall laughed, and said slowly: "Cultivating to this realm, are you still obsessed with appearances? Zhaoming old ghost, if you don't grow up, be careful that there is no one in the follow-up! ”

Over the years, there have not been many people in the Zixiao Sword Sect who have married babies, and the talent can be regarded as withering, and the words of this green-shirted scribe just hit the sore foot of Zhaoming Sword Monarch, and he said angrily: "What do you have to do with it? The Zixiao Sword Sect rises in the future, don't be blushing! ”

The green-shirted scribe smiled lightly and glanced at Xu Yi in front of him: "Your precious grandson has good qualifications, but you have to be more careful, don't wait for that time." This has the meaning of waiting for an opportunity to attack "Xu Zheng" in the future.

Zhaoming Sword Monarch snorted heavily, no longer arguing with him, spread his right hand, and released a three-inch miniature flying sword: "Take it, go over there and wait." ”

This sentence was said to Xu Wei, he took the flying sword and responded in a low voice: "Yes." ”

After the demon cultivator over there finished arguing, he had already started to move, and a Yuanying monk from the Zhenhua Immortal Sect waved his hand and cast a shield to protect the monks who were still meditating, so as not to be affected by the fighting method.

Gu Zhenren glanced at Fang Xinyan, who was alone beside him, pinched the magic trick, and wanted to join the battle group. (To be continued......)