Changxing looked at the black light that rushed over quickly, and couldn't help but be surprised!

What is this black light!

However, if it is a magic weapon of orthodox Taoist cultivation, it will not generally be this kind of light, and this eighty percent is a demon cultivation thing!

Before he figured it out, Changxing was afraid of rashly making a move, and hurriedly dodged to the side.

But the speed of the black light is too fast, and it is close in the blink of an eye!

Changxing vaguely felt the breath of the Shura knife in the black light, and without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the black light into his hand!

Changxing didn't have time to take a closer look at what it was, so he hurriedly turned his head and flew away from the people behind him, and saw with his own eyes that she had grabbed the black light and chased after her!

After flying for only a dozen miles, Changxing Divine Sense had already sensed that there were seven or eight Jindan monks' breaths in front of him, and they were outflanking him!

As soon as his mind moved, a palace fan appeared in his hand, Changxing clenched the fan, injected spiritual power, and waved it fiercely!

A gust of wind rose on the ground!

The sky and the earth suddenly flew sand and rocks, and the sky was dark!

Countless boulders and trees were swept into the air by the wind, colliding with each other and making a huge noise, many of them were slightly lower in cultivation, and they were defenseless for a while, and they were also swept up into the sky by this strong wind, and the rest of the people could not care about chasing people, only barely trying to stabilize their bodies to fight against the strong wind, and then did not dare to move for half a minute, the encirclement suddenly broke a gap, and the Changxing Xuannu boots were opened to the maximum, and two accelerator charms were pasted on their legs, and they rushed out in a smoke!

There were many chasing soldiers, Changxing didn't dare to hold it up, and as soon as he got out of the encirclement, he immediately activated a high-level and superb escape talisman, and the person disappeared on the spot.

The wind blew for a few breaths, but the crowd that had stabilized found that the target of the pursuit was gone.

Everyone's faces immediately turned bad. The Daomen monks are a little better, although the treasure was not grabbed, but after all, it was in the territory of the Demon Gate, and when the magic weapon was born, they also noticed that there was demonic energy entanglement on it, and eighty percent of it was a magic weapon, even if it was grabbed, it would not be of much use.

But the demon monk is not so good-tempered, when the treasure was born, the momentum was extraordinary, and the demonic aura on it was also very majestic, and he was cut off for half a month!

"Damn, who the hell is it? How dare Tai Sui break ground on his head?" The one who spoke was a male cultivator with a pale face and black lips, named Mo Bengang, who was a mid-stage cultivator in Jindan, and was also a man of the hour in the demon cultivation world.

"Yes, don't let Lao Tzu catch him! Otherwise, he will be begged for death!" The response to him was a demon cultivator who looked fifteen or sixteen years old on the outside, but his face was full of anger, this demon cultivator was called a ghost boy, his methods were vicious, and he was ruthless, even in the demon cultivation pile, his reputation was very bad.

"It's a Taoist cultivator!" As this crisp voice sounded, I saw a beautiful young woman walking slowly, and with her footsteps, there was a hidden bell ringing on her body, and she said as she walked: "And it's a female Taoist cultivator." ”

"Female Dao Cultivator?" Mo Bengang glanced at the beautiful young woman suspiciously, and shouted, "Demon Sound Girl, can you see her appearance clearly?"

"Even you and the ghost boy haven't seen clearly, and the concubine is still behind, how can you see clearly?" The demon girl smiled in a low voice: "But Qingyuan Zhenren is chasing at the front, maybe you can see it clearly!"

As soon as the voice of the demon voice fell, everyone's eyes looked at a young male cultivator in a dark robe.

This male cultivator is none other than the third disciple of the Zixia Sect Ming Fa Zhenjun, Gu Chengtian's senior brother Qingyuan Zhenren.

Just now, Qingyuan Zhenren really saw the female cultivator clearly

It looked like Meng Zichen from Taiqingmen, but after he saw it clearly, he didn't plan to chase it anymore, at this time, he was exposed by the Demon Sound Girl, and he didn't even raise his eyelids: "I didn't see it clearly." ”

When he finished speaking, he was leaving.

Who knows, as soon as he took a step, a black flame rose in front of his feet, and Qingyuan Zhenren turned slightly, took two steps back, and raised his eyes to look at the ghost boy.

"What are you really anxious about, aren't you protecting that female cultivator?" the ghost boy withdrew the black flame in his hand and said with a strange smile.

"So what?" Qingyuan Zhenren was still expressionless, and he didn't even move his eyebrows.

The ghost boy's already gloomy face was even colder at this time: "In this case, then you can stay!" After finishing speaking, he suddenly sacrificed a black skull and threw it at Qingyuan Zhenren.

Qingyuan Zhenren's eyes lit up, and with a move of his hand, a black giant sword suddenly appeared, and it was already extremely fast, slashing towards the skull!

The ghost boy was frightened, and hurriedly pinched the trick to avoid it, but the skull was still slashed by the giant sword, and his body couldn't help but sway, and shouted angrily: "What are you doing standing? Catch Li Qingyuan and search for his soul!"

Before the ghost boy's voice fell, the giant sword in Qingyuan Zhenren's hand had changed rapidly, from one to two, two to four, but in the blink of an eye, the sky was already covered with dense sword shadows.

"Sword Formation!"

All the demon cultivators were suddenly shocked, and they had already fled in all directions, even Mo Bengang and the Demon Sound Girl quickly retreated!

Qingyuan Zhenren snorted coldly, raised his hand and sent out a sword qi, which approached the heart of the Demon Sound Girl, the Demon Sound Girl was shocked, and hurriedly sacrificed a pair of copper bells, the copper bells were rapidly enlarged, like a Hong Zhong, the sword qi hit it, and there was a loud "!", the Demon Sound Girl stumbled one by one, but she didn't dare to pause under her feet, and a dodge was gone.

As soon as the ghost boy saw the sword array appear, he knew that the situation was not good, and when Qingyuan Zhenren dealt with the demon girl, he also slipped away, but who knows, not far away, he felt a sword qi chasing after him, and he hurriedly dodged to dodge!

Qingyuan Zhenren looked at the back of the ghost boy from a distance, the fingers in his hand changed slightly, and he gently spit out a word in his mouth: "Break!"

I saw that the sword qi chasing the ghost boy suddenly exploded!

The sword light shot out, and there was a miserable scream from the ghost boy, and then it fell silent again.

Qingyuan Zhenren retracted his gaze, ignoring the peeping gaze hidden around, and with a movement of his feet, his figure had already flown up in the air, and disappeared in the blink of an eye!

Changxing fled all the way for nearly a thousand miles, and he could no longer sense danger in his consciousness, so he stopped on a mountain.

This mountain is not high, the mountain is bare, all are bare rocks, the field of vision is very broad, Changxing is not familiar with Xihuazhou, so she doesn't know where this is, but she is not in a hurry, anyway, she came out to practice, and there is no specific goal.

found a boulder to sit down, and Changxing looked down at the "baby" in his hand.

It is a thick cylinder with a cup mouth, about three feet (about one meter) long, and the whole body is jet black, like dark iron, and like scorched wood.

Changxing lowered his head and looked at it for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out what it was, saying that it was a stick, it was too short, saying that it was a rolling pin, it was too dark, and besides, who would refine a rolling pin to make a treasure?

Well, it's like a burning stick.

This burning stick, except for the burst of black light that broke out when it was just unearthed, suddenly fell silent since it reached her hand, not to mention the light, even what she sensed

The aura of the Shura knife was gone.

What's even worse is that this thing can't be stored, the Mixed Yuan Ring, the Qiankun Ring, and the Storage Bag, Changxing tried it all over, but none of them succeeded.

This has to be experienced all the way, is it possible, just carry it like this?

Changxing was struggling, whether to go back to Taiqing Gate and send the burning stick back first, but he suddenly noticed a trace of breath in his consciousness, and his figure was stunned, and he turned his head to look.

Jiang Chen was standing on a boulder not far away, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, gently shaking the folding fan, and he was handsome in red clothes and a gold crown.

He has advanced to the late stage of Jindan! Changxing's pupils shrank slightly.

"Oh, Xiao Changxing, we're meeting again!" Jiang Chen's peach blossom eyes were bright.

Changxing didn't speak, stared at Jiang Chen vigilantly, and slowly stood up.

She just felt that after the knot, her luck seemed to have changed for the better, first she bought a Shura knife fragment for nine medium-grade spirit stones, and later, just to join in the fun, the magic weapon would take the initiative to pounce on her!

But I didn't expect to meet Jiang Chen, the killing god, in a blink of an eye! And what's even worse is that when Jiang Chen appeared, with her divine sense, she didn't notice it at all!

I don't know, did he chase all the way from Baiyangyu, or was he originally around here? Changxing guessed that it should be the former.

Jiang Chen's secret of the demon initiate, Changxing knows, there is a strange treasure born in Baiyangyu, how can he be indifferent, Bacheng was also there at the time, and he chased all the way when he saw that he got the treasure, if this is the case, then Jiang Chen is too terrible, at least, it is not easy to escape in his hands.

Jiang Chen lightly jumped three feet away in front of Changxing, and said with a smile: "I knew that you had married Dan, but I haven't been able to congratulate you in person, it's a pity......"

"Seventh Prince Jiang, if you have something to say, just say it, I don't have time to entangle with you!" Changxing said, pinning the burning stick to his waist with his backhand, freeing his hands.

"Changxing is really as cheerful as ever!" Jiang Chen smiled even more happily: "Then I'll say it directly, I want that stick!"

Sure enough, she guessed right!

"Think beautiful!" Changxing made a move, and the Zitang knife appeared in her hand, and Changxing named the natal magic weapon "Zitang".

Jiang Chen's eyes shrank slightly, his smile remained unchanged, but his voice had an ethereal feeling like sighing and melancholy: "Can it only be an enemy after all?"

Before the words fell, he took the lead in making a move, folding a fan in his hand, and countless skulls formed by black demonic qi rushed towards the long star like a sun!

Changxing retreated with one foot, and with a wave of the big knife in his hand, a large number of begonia flowers overflowed from the blade, and the begonia flowers were delicate in color, and they were raised one after another, just like the Jiangnan in March, light and soft.

But these light and soft begonia flowers on the skull, did not fall into the wind at all, the skull dissipated, and turned into demonic energy, and the begonia flower offset each other.

The demonic energy and begonias dissipated at the same time.

Jiang Chen's eyes lit up, and his eyebrows raised: "Not bad! ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Changxing had already jumped, took the lead in making a move, and slashed at Jiang Chen!

Jiang Chen folded the fan "Huh!" and raised his hand to block!

A crisp sound came, and Changxing only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the Zitang knife was trembling faintly.

PS: There's one more chapter later