"The first strike is the strongest!" Sui Musheng approached Ziyi as quickly as a phantom, and even Ziyi was taken aback by the speed, and with a wave of the split fan, a roar of air flowed towards Sui Musheng.

"Wind turbulence!" Lan Zhixin pointed at the wind soul, and several flying cyclones appeared in front of Sui Musheng, tearing a gap after meeting the air flow from the split fan.

Then Mu Sheng shook and narrowly dodged in from the gap, and there was a sword at the head. Ziyi grabbed the handle of the fan and lifted it up, the split fan was closed in his hand, and he raised his hand to block it, and with a bang, blocked the sword.

The strength was so great that Ziyi was instantly shocked and flew out, so Mu Sheng strode forward, and with a finger of the long sword, he plunged straight into the front heart. Ziyi also reacted quickly, and instantly opened the fan to protect his chest.

With a snort, the sparks splashed, Ziyi flew upside down for a few meters, although he protected it, his chest still hurt badly, and he almost didn't catch his breath.

Just as he was about to retreat and dodge, he suddenly found that his feet were entangled in two cyclones.

"It's not good, the method of wind beams!" Ziyi was startled, and when he saw that Mu Sheng had arrived in front of him, he gritted his teeth and waved his fan down.

With a pop, the dust covered the world, Ziyi's figure quickly disappeared in front of him, so Mu Sheng retracted his body, and was stunned, when suddenly a gentle hand grabbed him tightly.

With a hard pull, Lan Zhixin dragged Sui Musheng behind her, and the circular wind wall quickly rose to protect the two of them.

"Lan ......" Sui Musheng didn't scream yet, only to see Lan Zhixin slam her sword sideways, and before she saw that she had slashed anything, she heard a sound similar to the breaking of ice crystals.

A few mist fell, and the grass on Musheng's side quickly withered.

The dust cleared, and Ziyi's surprised face gradually revealed, "You can actually see the withered bee needle?"

"I don't see it. Lan Zhixin shook her head, "It's just that when your needle pierced the wind wall, I sensed it." ”

"Wind Soul Shattered?" Ziyi looked at the sword in Lan Zhixin's hand.

"The power of the breeze is with me!"

Ziyi nodded, "Look down on the two of you." Then he took off the black package behind him, and the black cloth was lifted, revealing a guqin.

The surface of the piano is made of old pear wood, and one side is tattooed with the heaven and the round place, birds and beasts, the sun, moon and stars, and the other side is tattooed with the Sanskrit words of heaven and earth. The strings are made of golden silkworm king silk, which is shiny and strong.

Eight mourning pianos!

Ziyi took out a small bottle from his sleeve robe, hesitated for a moment, uncorked the bottle, and poured the contents of the bottle on the strings.

Bloodstained!

Suddenly, a sound of chanting came from antiquity, from far and near. A magic circle appeared on the ground around the Eight Mourning Qin, drawn from blood, and the array was full of strange words and various totems.

A light fell from the sky, and under the illumination of this pillar of light, the blood characters and totems in the circle danced around the Eight Mourning Qin, circling higher and higher, and gradually flew to the edge of the sky under the guidance of the pillar of light.

The pillar of light gradually disappeared, everything returned to calm, and the piano stand of the golden silk nanmu was erected, Ziyi sat in the void, and chirped to Lan Zhixin.

Surprised, Lan Zhixin pushed Sui Musheng away, and a whirlwind rose from the ground to protect Lan Zhixin.

However, the whirlwind couldn't stop the rhythm of the piano, Lan Zhixin exclaimed, the whirlwind dissipated, and the whole person flew out upside down, slamming into a tree trunk solidly, and eight meridians on his body burst open, and blood flowed out of the body, and he couldn't move.

So Musheng quickly stepped forward and blocked in front of Lan Zhixin.

Ziyi's face also showed pain, and when he raised his hand, he saw that his fingers were strangled by the strings and several blood marks, it seems that this kind of divine object is very likely to be played.

"You go quickly, you are not his opponent, Ba Weiqin was born, go find Uncle Gu and the people of Thunder Cliff. Lan Zhixin said with difficulty.

"Yes...... Senior Sister Lan ......," then Musheng hesitated.

"Let's go!" Lan Zhixin said decisively.

So Mu Sheng gritted his teeth, and took advantage of Ziyi's hand to raise his hand to check the injury, and disappeared from the bushes.

Lan Zhixin was relieved and quietly watched Ba Weiqin and Ziyi.

Ziyi shouted that it was not good, although Ba Weiqin had divine power, but if Mu Sheng attracted help, I am afraid that it would be difficult for him to get out.

"This young man, we cultivators mostly regard benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faith as the five constants, and abandon our injured companions, I'm afraid we won't be in harmony with reason. Instead of stealing your life and regretting it for the rest of your life, it is better to fight hard at this moment and wait for us to cultivate in vain. Ziyi's Sui Musheng hadn't gone far yet, and wanted to use words to provoke him back.

"Senior brother, don't be provoked by him, go and find help, I will fight for my life and will not let him take a step forward!" Lan Zhixin said calmly, and stood up tremblingly against the trunk of the tree.

"Whoosh" A figure came out of the bushes, it was Sui Musheng.

His eyes were wide open, and he stared at Ziyi nervously and intently.

"You ......" Lan Zhixin was speechless.

"Affectionate and righteous! admire below!" Ziyi flicked his sleeve robe and sat down in front of the piano again.

Then Mu Sheng closed his mouth, threw the long sword on the ground, roared, and rushed towards Ziyi.

"Such benevolence and righteousness, a sunset drum is given to the young man. Ziyi stroked the strings.

The sad rhythm of the piano gradually rose, and then Mu Sheng suddenly felt that the breath in his chest was disordered, and he staggered forward for a distance, and many meridians on his body burst open.

His hands and feet gradually kept calling, and then Mu Sheng shook and knelt in front of the Eight Mourning Qin.

Ziyi waved at Sui Musheng, "I admire!" Suddenly saw Lan Zhixin holding the Wind Soul Shattered Light, and then plucked the strings again.

After a few clicks, there was no sound, and he was wondering, looking down, one of Mu Sheng's left hands pressed the strings tightly.

Ziyi sighed, brushed away Sui Musheng's hand, a melody passed, Lan Zhixin spat blood from her mouth, and sat on the ground.

Ziyi's hand was also cut by the strings, oozing out a little blood, he no longer dared to touch the magic qin, stood up, closed the crack fan in his hand, and with a slight force, the dagger blade in the fan bone stretched out.

"I'm sorry for the two, the light of day has appeared, and it is estimated that people from other factions will find this place soon, and the lives of the two of you may not be spared. ”

"I'm ashamed. Ziyi shook it and stabbed Lan Zhixin with the handle of the fan in his hand.

Lan Zhixin bit her lower lip tightly, and there were ripples in her panicked eyes.

For the first time, it was so helpless.

It's just a figure standing in front of him, and with a pop, the dagger came out through his right chest, and it stopped dangerously in front of Lan Zhixin.

Sui Musheng!

Ziyi was shocked, "Why is the young man so bothered, but what is the significance of the difference between dying first and then dying?"

Sui Musheng gritted his teeth, panting in pain, "Yes...... Make sense. ”

Ziyi was quite moved, "The two of them trust each other in life and death, and they will never give up, I am afraid that it must be the marriage of the previous life, so that they can see each other in this life, but it is a pity that they need to wait until the next life to stay together." ”

"I really had a hard time in the next place, so I had to send the two of them on the road together, which can be regarded as a good story. ”

Ziyi exerted his strength again, and the dagger blade through his chest dripped, dripping blood, stabbed at Lan Zhixin.

Unexpectedly, Sui Musheng had red eyes, kicked on the ground with his back feet, leaned forward, took his last breath, and pushed the dagger away from Lan Zhixin with his flesh and blood.

Lan Zhixin was in tears and couldn't speak.

"Give up, young man, why don't you conform to the destiny of heaven? The mantis arm is a car, and there is no intention to ......" Ziyi was halfway through his words, and suddenly stopped, feeling his heart beating hard.

The faster he jumped, the sharp pain in his heart followed, Ziyi let go of the handle of the fan, covered his chest with both hands, and knelt on the ground with Sui Musheng, only to hear Sui Musheng say intermittently.

"The meaning is ...... The tree next to it is called poison dart wood......"

"You smeared its juice on the strings?" Ziyi reacted, remembering the hand that Sui Musheng held down the strings just now.

“...... Also called ...... See blood to seal the throat ......"

Ziyi screamed, collapsed to the ground, convulsed a few times, tilted his head, and a pearl-shaped ball flickered and rolled down from the corner of his mouth.

The light of the bead dimmed, and gradually the brilliance disappeared, but turned into a wooden ball.

............

In a hidden stone room, an old man sits upright, and the hemispherical dome is embedded with pearls, more than 100 of them, flashing into the shape of twenty-eight stars.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound, and the old man looked up, only to see that several beads on the dome were loose, rolled down, and landed with a rattling sound, and one of the beads jumped a few times and rolled to his feet.

The light faded and turned into a wooden ball.

The old man picked up the ball and sighed.

“...... Kang Jinlong, ah......"

............

"Senior Sister Lan......" then Mu Sheng called softly, "Well, I'...... I'm fine. Lan Zhixin replied weakly.

Trembling and turning around, he saw that Lan Zhixin's multiple wounds were bleeding, and her breath was getting weaker and weaker.

At this moment, many scenes flashed in his mind, such as the black ring embedded in his finger, the legend of the phoenix blood ring, the dead tree next to the cool pool, and the water dragon beast in the alderwood forest.

Then Mu Sheng stood up, pulled out the cracked fan inserted into his right chest in pain, the blood flowed like an infusion, and he trembled and stretched out his right hand in front of Lan Zhixin.

Drops of blood dripped down and fell on Lan Zhixin's wound, and under Lan Zhixin's surprised gaze, the wound gradually stopped bleeding and healed!

Gu Chengfeng, Zeng Zhe and others gradually arrived, and they were all stunned when they saw this scene.

After all, both of them have the city in their hearts, and they have their own thoughts, Gu Chengfeng flashed over, protected Sui Musheng, sealed his eight veins of the Qi Sutra and stopped the wound. Zeng Zhe dodged over and protected the Eight Mourning Qin.

"Senior Sister Lan!" Xun Xiaozheng exclaimed, and quickly greeted Lan Zhixin and helped Lan Zhixin.

Sui Tiannan and Wei Zhen arrived at this time, and when they saw Sui Musheng dripping blood to save people, the two of them were excited, and the four big words "Phoenix Blood Ring" immediately flashed in their heads, as for the eight mourning qins that had been unsealed on the side, although they had already guessed Zeng Zhe's thoughts, but these eight mourning qins had become irrelevant to the Phoenix Blood Ring that suddenly appeared.

"The defected disciple Ziyi has been killed, and the eight mourning qin is intact, Zeng Mou is here to thank you for your help. Zeng Zhe put away the eight mourning pianos and waved them at everyone.

"Since the Eight Mourning Qin has been unsealed, I don't know how to deal with the aftermath of the Zeng family?"

"Zeng will do his best to find the ancient secret art of the Nuwa clan, and find a good opportunity to seal it again to calm the hearts of the people in the world. ”

Sui Tiannan seemed to have something to say, but was stopped by Wei Wei, "In this way, we will be relieved." ”

Gu Chengfeng's mind turned, since the Eight Mourning Qin had been unsealed, there was no point in entanglement, but it was better to escort the Phoenix Blood Ring away from the land of right and wrong first, "This matter is over, then we will go back first." As soon as Gu Chengfeng flicked, everyone in the Thunder Cliff was going to escort Lan Zhixin and Sui Musheng away.

"The ancient alliance is slow. Wei Yan stood up, "I wonder if the Phoenix Blood Ring is on this disciple?"

Gu Chengfeng's body was stunned, what should have come will come after all, the eyes of the people present are like torch eyes, so Mu Sheng treated his injuries with blood in front of everyone's eyes, he must be wearing a phoenix blood ring, and it is basically impossible to fool the past.

Gu Mou really had this doubt, and wanted to take this disciple back to the mountain to recuperate, and then interrogate him carefully after he woke up. Gu Chengfeng said calmly.

"I heard that this disciple surnamed Li is the last one to get out of the Thousand Caves of Marriage, I don't want to have the ability to heal injuries with blood today, I'm afraid that the secret of this disciple is not small, and it may be related to my decent safety. This news spreads, I am afraid that there are many people who are plotting against each other on the way, since I am here with the head of Sui......" Wei Yan suddenly intercepted the conversation and looked at Gu Chengfeng.

Gu Chengfeng secretly sneered a few times, "Then let's take the two of you to escort this disciple back to the Immortal Yuan Pavilion together." ”

"That's great!" Sui Tiannan nodded.