With a bang, at the moment when Chu Ge and the others appeared, behind them, there was also a graceful female figure that fell under the altar like a light swallow.

Jiang Man, who was in the same vein as Zhu Rongfu, carried the Xuanqing ruler on his back, held a purple pen, and slowly came to Wu Zixu's side.

"Everything is done!" Jiang Man smiled lightly, Fusang's beautiful eyes blinked, and he said lightly to Wu Zixu.

"Hmm!" Wu Zi nodded his head and didn't say anything, as if he had an unusual trust in Jiang Man.

The breeze was blowing, and the conversation between the two was like dust under the moon, which disappeared with the wind in a blink of an eye, and no one had an idea.

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The moonlight was gone, the corners of the altar were covered with fallen leaves, the clouds were fading, and the color of the night was getting darker.

On the altar, without waiting for Yan Shangjin to reply, Chu Ge walked towards Mo Caiwei, the ground trembled slightly, the moonlight sprinkled on his body, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

"With me here, I won't let anyone hurt you unless I'm dead!"

Chu Ge raised his left hand and picked up the Yiren who had fallen to the ground, his slender and powerful fingertips were swirling with red veins, and while lightly touching the waist of the barbarian snake willow, he murmured softly.

His eyes were very sincere, like a nine-day bright moon, and when he touched the earth, he made an oath of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

Cai Wei in her arms, a smile like a flower, and the age of a young woman, she didn't doubt Chu Ge's words, but her floating heart was still a little complicated, and she jumped into the pink flower fist tightly, and she had some words that she wanted to say and stopped.

Chu Ge didn't pay attention to Mo Caiwei's strange appearance, but just hugged her tighter.

"Hmm!" Moth's head tapped, his slightly astringent lips moved, and the scolding words that you shouldn't have come were instantly forgotten, Mo Caiwei's eyes fell on the young man's childish face, her eyes gradually brightened from dim, and she felt inexplicably relieved.

A teenager is always a teenager, a girl is always a girl, and the true feelings are always revealed in an instant.

The moonlight is rich, the two of them look at each other, and in the clear light, they both have the same world!

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"Have you really decided to hinder my Heavenly Sect from punishing demons?" Yan Shangjin looked up at Chu Ge, and didn't pay too much attention to it, when he saw the figures on the two Qingding clearly, he turned to Ye Wuming and said coldly.

In his eyes, although Chu Ge can perform the supreme secret technique of the Corpse Puppet Sect, and he can have a place on the road to becoming a god in the future, he is just a kid who opens the pulse realm, and if he really fights, the focus has to return to Ye Wuming and Wu Liang.

"If it is a real demon, such a thing for the benefit of the common people, I, Ye Wuming, naturally dare not stop it!" Ye Wuming's Confucian clothes fluttered lightly in the wind, his cyan eyes were full of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and the earth hammer in his hand suddenly chilled, and there was a burst of disdainful slaughter: "But if it's not a demon, just snatching the drop immortal, then I, Ye someone, will have to take care of it, otherwise, it will be in vain to waste the name of the Earth Ranger!"

As soon as the words fell, the sleeves of the Confucian shirt flicked lightly, and with a snort, a burst of white willow swords flew out from Ye Wuming's sleeves and attacked Yan Shangjin.

Syllable!

The sword slashed through the wind, the giant sword in Yan Shangjin's hand was only lightly raised, and the willow flowers flew to the ground, the surface was slightly wrinkled, and a layer of dim paper fragrance came to the nose, which was originally a grass-colored paper flower ball.

"What does this mean?" Yan Shangjin frowned, Mu Ne's eyes were full of doubts, Ye Wuming attacked him with a ball of paper flowers, it couldn't be to hurt him.

"Hahaha, what do you mean? Then I have to ask you Tianzong Flame Extinguishing Sword, Yan Ge is on fire!" Ye Wuming smiled knowingly, and glanced at the paper flower ball on the ground intentionally or unintentionally, hinting at the inside.

Yan Shangjin snorted coldly, picked up the giant sword in his hand and picked it lightly, the paper ball flew away, and with a move of both hands, he took the grass-colored flower paper in the paper flower ball in his hand, and opened it to see that it was a paper letter.

A strong scent of ink filled the air, and I saw that the letter was written in an extremely sloppy manner, "Kill Mo Caiwei in the name of the lich and snatch the drop immortal" for more than a dozen types.

"It's... Fourth brother, is this your handwriting?" When Yan Shangjin saw the handwriting on the lettered paper, his hand holding the sword trembled obviously, this was obviously Yan Gehuo's communication paper with someone, which meant that Yan Gehuo also wanted to snatch Di Xian?

"What's the matter? Who are you plotting with about Di Xian?" Yan Shangjin was furious, turned to stare at Yan Gehuo behind him, and threw the grass-colored letter in his hand directly into his face.

"It's... Impossible," Yan Gehuo's pupils condensed suddenly, and he shook his head violently, he did collude with people in Zhurong's lineage, but his letter had already been destroyed by him in public.

"Senior brother, I'm wronged, that Mo Caiwei appeared in the form of a lich under the demon devouring powder, everyone has seen it with their own eyes, this letter must have been forged by them, if I really conspired with outsiders, how could I use a mortal communication method like a letter!"

The moment he saw the letter, Yan Gehuo's face turned pale, and he was terrified, the letter was indeed from his pen, but in this case, he could only deny it.

"Okay, you Ye Wuming, you dare to slander my Tianzong, see if I don't kill you!" In order to hide his panic, Yan Gehuo directly tore the letter in his hand into pieces, and then, raising his eyebrows and raising his sword, he wanted to stab Ye Wuming into a hornet's nest to vent his anger and hatred.

"Hmph, whether this letter is from your handwriting, you naturally know best!" Ye Wuming snorted coldly, glanced at the fifth son of Tianzong, also held the earth hammer, and said sarcastically: "However, you destroyed that grass-colored paper letter in public, not with a weak heart, but with a weak heart, what is it?"

This letter was deliberately given to him by a masked woman in the depths of the dense forest when Ye Wuming and the others retreated outside the city, and that woman was Jiang Man of Zhurong Yi's family.

Originally, Ye Wuming had doubts about Mo Caiwei being a lich, but the moment he saw the grass flower paper letter, he knew in his heart, and immediately returned the same way to confront the five sons of Tianzong.

Now, seeing Yan Gehuo's reaction, it is obvious that he is a thief, otherwise with the prestige of Tianzong, he would not be so impatient.

The dark clouds drifted away, and Ye Wuming stood under the tranquil moonlight, clinging to the Tianma Earth Hammer, looking at the five sons of the Heavenly Sword indifferently, and shaking his head slightly.

"You... You... Blood spews people, you protect the Mo family so much, it seems that you are also a lich!" Yan Gehuo was numb when he saw it, and he was a little powerless to argue with annoyance, so he directly smashed the red sun and smashed towards Ye Wuming.

"It seems that in the eyes of your Heavenly Sect, as long as someone does not conform to your eyes and blocks your way, that person is a demon and will be ambushed!"

Ye Wuming still sneered, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with the people of Tianzong, with a flick of his Confucian clothes, a heavenly horse phantom erupted coldly on his body, followed by a vast Confucian righteousness like mountains and rivers.

Holding the Tianma earth hammer in his hand, Ye Wuming sealed the seal, did not show weakness, and smashed the bronze giant tripod towards Yan Gehuo.

Bang!

A bloody light slashed down from mid-air, and the sword blade as bright as a dragon dominated the mountains and rivers, and before the two Qingyuan tripods smashed each other, among the two tripods, a giant sword appeared in the sky.

Countless blood souls hissed in the giant sword, and the crimson sword intent was like a long rainbow that cut the sky, blocking the two tripods in the air, and Ye Wuming, who was standing on the Yuan Ding, was forced by the ravages of the sword wind, and did not want to touch its edge, so he temporarily retreated to the altar.

"My Tianzong has two things to do when he goes down the mountain this time, one is to kill the Mo family lich, and the other is to bring the Di Immortal back!"

Yan Shangjin held the Blood Soul Giant Sword in his hand, and stepped in the air, before the Blood Soul was unsheathed, the infinite sword rays erupting from the sword had forced the two of them back directly.

Yan Shangjin raised his head and glared at Yan Gehuo, and said in a deep voice: "As for whether my fourth brother has colluded with the Outer Sect and slandered Mo Caiwei, my Heavenly Sect will find out about this matter, if he really does something against the Heavenly Dao, my Heavenly Sect will not tolerate it!"

Things have come to this point, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yan Gehuo is suspected of slandering the Mo family, but the ugliness of the family cannot be publicized, it is related to the reputation of Tianzong, Yan Shangjin is very protective of people, and it is impossible to admit that his junior brother has done such a thing against the right path.

The five sons of Tianzong have a deep relationship, Yan Shangshang watched them grow up, this Yan Gehuo has been fatherless and motherless since he was a child, Yan Shangjin has always regarded him as a younger brother who does not grow up, yes, the younger brother makes mistakes, and when the elder brother naturally has to stand up alone.

"Hmph, according to your Heavenly Sect's meaning, are you going to snatch the Drop Immortal in public?" Ye Wuming Meiyu sneered, but he didn't buy Yan Shangjin's account, in his opinion, Heavenly Sect was so protective of his shortcomings, it was really in vain to be the number one righteous sect in the Southern Regions.

Originally, he still looked at Yan Shang Jin Gao a few times, but now it seems that it is nothing more than Yunyun.

"Yes, Mo Caiwei is not a lich, I can't wait to punish it, but Di Xian, my Tianzong must bring it to Tianshan!"

Yan Shangjin's face sank like water, and he had already admitted the conspiracy of his junior brother in his words, but Di Xian would definitely let Nanban fight again in the world, and he would never give in.

"Talk so much nonsense with him, and punish him together!"

Yan Gehuo had already heard it impatiently, shouted angrily, clinged to the flame extinguishing sword, pinched the trick with both hands, stepped on the air with both feet, and smashed towards Ye Wuming with the red sun giant ding.

A cyan sword qi slashed from mid-air, and the red flames flowed on the sword's body, and with a snort, the flames spread, and the flame-extinguishing sword flew towards Ye Wuming.

Ye Wuming is not a general, seeing that Tianzong dared to take the lead in making a move unreasonably, he sneered in his heart, and the dusty Tianma earth hammer came out of his hand, and a stream of green mountain soil flew out from under the hammer, directly slaying down the fire sword in mid-air.

Seeing this, everyone knew that a big battle was already difficult, so they all pinched their fingerprints and joined in it, a battle of the strong people of the Yuan Shen was about to break out.

Just as everyone was in the scuffle, a cyan sword light swept through the sky, and a bright sword crack suddenly exploded in the extremely dark night sky.

In the depths of that sword crevice, there seemed to be a holy lotus blooming, incomparably bright, and several soft milky white halos reflected in it, illuminating the entire altar as if it were day.

Hiss!

The lotus flower brought a sword, and in the crack of the sword, a purple sword light was born.

Under the purple sword light, the thunderclouds flickered, and two white-clothed figures with holy cold and dark fire floated in, their figures stretched long in the moonlight, and there was a holy blue sky and white mist swirling in them.

Soon, the white mist dissipated, and the figure drew closer from the long, and it could be clearly seen that it was two young men and girls dressed in white, and the brilliant sword light was also emitted by them.

"Senior brother, it's the sixth sister and the seventh brother!"

When the thundercloud really dissipated, Yan Gehuo's eyes lit up, as if he saw a big savior, and he exhaled.

The Yin and Yang Twin Swords, which had been invisible to the five sons of the Heavenly Sword, finally appeared.