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Shui Xuanzi and Wan Chaozong, the two of them used their nirvana moves at the same time, one is the Xuanbing Cold Pillar, and the other is the Water Mirror Blood Rain Dafa, these two great skills are the skills that each has cultivated throughout his life.

The power collided, and there was a loud sound: sound, light, and a biting cold air, disturbing the entire mass grave and shaking.

Even Chu Wuxian felt that it was unbearable to endure the hissing of his eardrums and the dazzling light, and he avoided it one after another.

What's more, Mu Hanyu and other mortals?

Chu Wuxian endured the cold to the bone, left Chu Guifei and the 10,000-year-old turtle, and the harrier flew into the sky, speeding towards Mu Hanyu.

Cheng Da and others had already fought a big battle with Xuanyue's rebels today, and they were exhausted, but Shui Xuanzi came in person, and the palace master of Xuanbing Palace arrived, Cheng Da and others did not dare to slack off, and they had a strong spirit and came to help in the battle.

Now, forced by the skills of Shui Xuanzi and Wan Chaozong, they are gradually forced to retreat to the top of the mountain, and they are disturbed and run towards the path down the mountain.

When Chu Wuxian flew to the top of the mountain, he saw a mess and a crowd of people.

Chu Wuxian shouted: "Mu Hanyu, Mu Hanyu, where are you?"

The crowd was chaotic, and among thousands of people, it was not easy to find the only person.

A guard beside him knew Chu Wuxian, tugged on Chu Wuxian's sleeve, and said anxiously: "You are Chu Wuxian, persuade Mutou, in today's battle, Duan Tou's life was lost under the mountain, Mutou's liver and intestines were broken, and he didn't want to live, this is not ......."

Before the guard finished speaking, he was dispersed by the crowd surging behind, and Mu Hanyu could no longer find this guard, even Mu Hanyu couldn't find it.

Chu Wuxian scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and sighed.

At this time, seeing that above the mass grave, Shui Xuanzi and Wan Chaozong had fought to the end, the white light was more dazzling, and the red light was even more blazing, and the two of them were going to decide the winner at this moment.

Whoever wins and who loses is who dies and who is injured.

Chu Wuxian couldn't care about the chaos in front of him, and when he heard Mu Hanyu's sad mood at this time, he was already in turmoil, and he had already forgotten about Shui Xuanzi and Wan Chaozong.

However, at this time, when the two of them collided and hissed, suddenly a bright light, whose light completely obscured the white light of the red sun, was launched from Wan Chaozong's body, and the oblique thorn shot out towards the top of the mountain peak on the other side.

Chu Wuxian could no longer turn a blind eye.

The place where the white light went was exactly where Mu Yixuan and Bai Shengge were standing.

Wan Chaozong, with the high-grade spirit stone of the Black Water Tribe, the water spirit root is naturally extremely pure, who can compare with the divine skill of cultivation?

Now Shui Xuanzi can't easily win in front of Wan Chaozong, not to mention, how can these juniors resist this defenseless attack.

Chu Wuxian suddenly remembered that when he was at the bottom, Wan Chaozong glanced at it coldly for a week, and finally asked the name of Luochen, could it be that Wan Chaozong had bad intentions and wanted to clean up these juniors?

Chu Wuxian didn't have time to think about it, he jumped up from the top of this mountain and flew straight to the opposite peak.

The white light was also fleeting, the white light receded, and there was a loud bang, which sounded above the mountain peak, and then, hearing a miserable scream, Wan Chaozong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell like a leaf.

Chu Wuxian happened to pass by, stretched out his hand and wanted to grab it, but he missed it, stretched out his hand, and didn't hold anything.

In this stunned moment, Chu Wuji's skill condensed for a while, and his body was about to fall.

The sea god Nu Yan saw it clearly, exclaimed, and the auspicious clouds immediately floated over.

However, when the Seagod Nu Yan rushed over, Shui Xuanzi, who was closest to Chu Wuxian, had already pulled Chu Wuxian up, stretched out his hand, and threw Chu Wuxian down on the mountain peak.

At the end of the day, Chu Wuxian seemed to have experienced many things.

Chu Wuxian got up from the ground in embarrassment, didn't worry so much, and hurriedly shouted: "Sister, Luochen, where are you?"

Chu Wuxian looked around and found that the dust in front of him was safe and sound, and he was standing quietly in front of him, smiling slightly, looking at the embarrassed Chu Wuxian.

Beside Luochen, Bai Shengge stood tightly, Bai Shengge was also smiling, and he was holding the patriarch Murong Shuang in his hand.

Mu Yixuan and the little maid locked their hearts, standing quietly behind Bai Shengge and the patriarch Murong Shuang, and in front of the two people stood the patriarch Murong Shuang, the two of them were now trying to hold back their laughter, wanting to be serious, but their clever eyes told Chu Wuxian that they didn't know what they were happy in their hearts now, but they must be stealing music.

Chu Wuxian didn't know how embarrassed he was when he was thrown by Shui Xuanzi, but his sister Luochen, who had never been smiling, couldn't help laughing, and tightened her lips to prevent herself from laughing: "Brother, here, here, it's all gray ......"

Luochen pointed to his face and said to Chu Wuxian.

Chu Wuxian hurriedly wiped his face with his battle robe, and then walked in front of the patriarch Murong Shuang, bowed deeply to Murong Shuang, and shouted in his mouth: "Aunt, aunt, please say hello to you without a trace." ”

Murong Shuang's body has improved under Bai Shengge's careful conditioning in the past few days, even his face is ruddy, and now, seeing Chu Wuxian, his face is not as cold as before, but he smiled slightly, his eyes were red, and he reached out to help Chu Wuxian, so shocked that Chu Wuxian hurriedly took a step back.

Murong Shuang didn't support Chu Wuxian, but his eyes were red, and he looked at Chu Wuxian carefully, and choked up and down speechlessly.

Seeing this, Luochen turned around and shouted to his mother: "Mother, Brother Wuxian salutes you, you can't keep letting your brother bend down like this." ”

"Oh, the kid is flat, flat. ”

Murong Shuang's words were anxious, and her voice trembled.

Chu Wuxian had spoken to the patriarch Murong Shuang a few times, and he had never seen the graceful and dignified patriarch Murong Shuang speak so anxiously.

Raising his eyes, he saw Murong Shuang looking at Chu Wuxian with a trace of warmth in his eyes, Chu Wuxian suddenly felt hot in his heart, his eyes were red and swollen, and he couldn't help but really shout out the sacred word in his heart.

At this time, an urn sounded behind him: "Okay, hurry back to Zhaoyao Mountain, there is a vision in Xuanbing Palace." ”

When I looked back, I was faced with Shui Xuanzi's cold eyes.

Chu Wuxian's warmth at that moment was immediately extinguished by Shui Xuanzi's cold eyes.

Shui Xuanzi didn't even glance at Chu Wuxian, and walked straight to Luochen, in Luochen's surprised eyes, Shui Xuanzi grabbed Luochen's wrist and shook it hard, and suddenly, Shui Xuanzi's face changed greatly.

Even the patriarch Murong Shuang, who was standing behind him, saw it, and he didn't know why Shui Xuanzi's expression was so surprised?

The seven elders rushed over together, surrounded Shui Xuanzi, and when they saw that the palace master's face was different, they couldn't help but be very nervous.

Even Chu Wuxian couldn't help asking: "Palace Master, my sister fell into the dust, was she hit by the first patriarch and injured the Yuan Shen?"

Shui Xuanzi turned his head and glared at Chu Wuxian angrily, and then, turning his head, he stared at Luo Chen and asked, "What happened just now?"

When Luochen saw Chu Wuxian being thrown over, he felt that Fang Cai's affairs were a little strange.

Now, the palace master Shui Xuanzi did not break up, so he held his wrist to try his skills, and the palace master Shui Xuanzi's face changed greatly, and he felt that Fang Cai's matter must be extraordinary.

So, Luochen replied cautiously: "Back to the palace master, just now a white light shot in, the white light was blazing, and it hit the door of life, but in an instant, in the dantian, a warm current was just a warm current, and it was extinguished in an instant, I think it was ......"

"Okay, I got it. ”

Shui Xuanzi replied coldly, after speaking, Shui Xuanzi let go of Luochen's wrist, took three steps back, stared at Luochen carefully, didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow in his eyes, suddenly prostrate on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Xuanbing Palace Master Shui Xuanzi, lead the big and small disciples in the palace, see the patriarch!"

Falling into the dust, he turned to look at his mother, his eyes flustered.

It was Murong Shuang, as well as Bai Shengge Mu Yixuan, who didn't know what was going on, and looked at each other, not knowing why.

However, since Shui Xuanzi bowed, the seven elders behind him hesitated, and they couldn't help but hurriedly bow down, and even the unknown disciples who came one after another knelt on the ground and shouted for the patriarch.

Chu Wuxian suddenly knew that the white light was the high-grade spirit stone on the body of the Ten Thousand Dynasty Sect, planted on Luochen's body.

High-grade water spirit stones, whoever falls on them, who is the patriarch of the Black Water Clan.

Chu Wuxian threw off his robe, knelt on one knee, and shouted towards Luochen: "See the patriarch!"

Chu Wuxian knelt down, flustered in the dust, looked at Chu Wuxian, and seemed to ask in his eyes, "Why is this?"

Chu Wuxian nodded slightly at Luochen, a hint of a smile, which made Luochen feel at ease suddenly.

Chu Wuxian had already paid homage, Mu Yixuan hurriedly pulled the lock heart Bai Shengge, followed Chu Wuxian's appearance, and worshiped towards Luochen.

There was even more Murong Shuang, who had already tears rippling at this time, looking at her daughter who had already grown up, she couldn't help crying, and she also landed on one knee, crying to her daughter and said, "Falling dust, my child ......"

Luochen hurriedly picked up his mother Murong Shuang, his eyes were red, and he choked, he only knew how to shout his mother, and he didn't know what to say.

An auspicious cloud floated in, it was the sea god Nu Yan, standing in the clouds, bowed to Luochen, and said: "Congratulations, Luochen has grown up, this time I can be promoted to the patriarch by fate, congratulations." This is also the blessing of the Black Water Clan, Wan Chaozong has a miserable life, in order to find a person who can be worthy of a great responsibility to inherit the position of patriarch, it seems that he can also be blind today. ”

Nu Yan smiled at Luochen, and Luochen replied: "Thank you Seagod, in the future, there will be no intimacy between the Black Water Clan and the Magic Sea, and there will be no fighting." ”

"Hahahaha, I'm a good patriarch, and I speak so well. Well, you are a sister without a trace, and you are also my good sister, between us, naturally, there is good neighborliness and friendship, and there is no fighting. ”

After the sea god Nu Yan finished speaking, she naturally chuckled again, and after the chuckle, she suddenly turned her head suddenly, overlooking the bottom of the valley, and roared: "Where are you running?"

Chu Wuxian turned around in surprise, only to see a flash of blood, and the 10,000-year-old turtle was killed on the spot.

didn't see Nu Yan stretch out his hand, a turtle that had been cultivating for 10,000 years, didn't say a word, and died in Huangquan, so shocked that Xinghua behind him was stunned, restless, and fell down from the clouds.

Chu Wuxian didn't think about it, he jumped up, flew straight down, stretched out his hand to hold the apricot blossom, and blamed in a tone: "Apricot blossom, no, you can't be so stupid." ”

Chu Wuxian didn't expect that this move would make the Seagod Nu Yan, who was standing proudly in the clouds, full of anger.