"Brother Yan, you are still thinking about them, this group of women is crazy, what should we do?"

"Follow me to Luofeng Pavilion. ”

"Rush, rush to Luofeng Pavilion?" Nan Li was shocked, according to common sense, retreating at this time is the best choice, right?

There was no way, Yan Fei had already rushed out, and Nanli and Duan Ruyan followed.

The six elders didn't dare to stop it at all, Yan Fei, who was holding the Evil Sword, was definitely stronger than his bare hands.

The three of them rushed all the way, and the shouts and fires around them became thicker and thicker.

Flames spread up the hill, blazing into the sky, making the night look like day.

As Yan Fei and the three of them approached the peak, they could already vaguely see the people in the Demon Dao wearing black robes fighting with the disciples of Luofeng Pavilion who were wearing white clothes.

There were even some corpses.

However, the vast majority of these corpses were disciples of Luofeng Pavilion.

"Brother Yan, no, the disciples of Luofeng Pavilion are not so weak. Nanli also saw the abnormality.

At this moment, there was an urgent horn sound from the top of Luofeng Mountain.

The horn sounded, and all the disciples of Luofeng Pavilion rushed towards the peak.

Yan Fei stopped at this time, and he squatted down to examine one of the corpses.

After a few breaths, Yan Fei's expression changed suddenly: "They are poisoned." ”

Nanli was shocked: "Zhong, poisoned? Could it be that the people from the Feihuamen before?"

"They are not from the Flying Flower Gate at all, it is very likely that they are people from the Demon Dao who have passed through the disguise. ”

"Such a clever disguise technique?"

Yan Fei snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, it's the art of disguise again, old rival, we meet again, if what I expected is good, it's an illusion." ”

After a few breaths, Yan Fei's expression changed again: "The shadow is gone." ”

Hearing this, Duan Ruyan exclaimed: "I heard my father say that it is a strange poison of the Netherworld Demon Sect, colorless, tasteless, shadowless and formless, scattered with the wind, and it enters when it touches the skin. ”

After hearing this, Nanli hurriedly looked at the corpse on the ground, then looked around, and then looked at himself.

"Skin-to-skin, then, what about us?"

Duan Ruyan tried to run the cultivation, and immediately looked bitter: "Oh no, we, we have also fallen into the Netherworld without a shadow." ”

"What, oh my God, am I going to be poisoned in such a daze?"

Duan Ruyan waved his hand and said, "Don't be too pessimistic, this Netherworld Shadowless Dispersion is harmless to the human body, and the only effect is to inhibit the cultivation operation in the cultivator's body for a certain period of time." ”

Hearing this, Nanli tried to operate the battle qi, and sure enough, the body seemed to be blocked by a hundred veins, and the battle qi was extremely unsmooth, and for now, the cultivation was at least forty percent lower.

"Then what are you waiting for, while we still have some cultivation, hurry up, and if we lose our cultivation in a while, why don't we let others slaughter you?"

Yan Feijian's eyebrows tightened, and he said sharply: "Ruyan, Brother Nan, you go down the mountain quickly, retreat outside the ravine and wait for me." The effectiveness of this Netherworld Shadowless Scatter is limited, and after two hours, the cultivation will recover on its own, and go quickly. ”

Unexpectedly, Duan Ruyan suddenly replied: "No, I said that I will follow you." What I said to Bai Ruoxuan just now, it was not a whim, Yan Fei, listen, you don't have to have any burden, my own choice, no matter what the result, I Duan Ruyan will bear it myself. ”

Nanli scratched his head: "His grandmother's, how about love, if you don't leave, if I leave, what kind of brother is it?"

Yan Fei and Duan Ruyan looked at each other, and he found that Duan Ruyan's temper was more stubborn than him.

After a few breaths, Yan Fei shook his head helplessly.

"You, hey, you have to make me red. With that, Yan Fei forced out the blood from his fingertips, and then waved his left hand lightly, and clicked on Nanli and Duan Ruyan's necks respectively.

The two opened their mouths at the same time, and Yan Fei took the opportunity to flick his fingers and flick two drops of essence blood into the mouths of the two respectively.

Then, Yan Fei gave Xiao Yan and Xiao Hei a drop each.

Nanli came back to his senses and said puzzledly: "Brother Yan, you, what are you doing?"

Duan Ruyan was also puzzled, and after a few breaths, Duan Ruyan's face was shocked, and she looked at Yan Fei with a pair of apricot eyes, as if she was looking at a monster.

"You, your blood can crack the Netherworld Shadowless Dispersion?" Duan Ruyan had already discovered that his cultivation had begun to recover gradually.

Nanli immediately gave it a try, and sure enough, the feeling of blockage in the meridians in his body disappeared.

The immortal sword body forged by the divine bone has long been invincible, as for whether his blood can be detoxified, Yan Fei tried it, but he didn't expect it to be effective.

"Alright, let's go. Yan Fei didn't explain much, turned around and left.

Duan Ruyan suddenly shouted: "Alas, wait a minute, this is impossible." Netherworld Shadowless Scattering is the poison of the Netherworld Demon Sect's secret refining, you, how can your blood be solved, you wait. ”

Nanli also shouted: "Brother Yan, again, bring me two more drops." ”

The trio continued their march towards the summit.

But further up, there are more and more people in the Demon Dao.

Yan Fei could only try his best to hide, and went around the path to the peak and Luofeng Pavilion.

Luofeng Pavilion is built on the top of Luofeng Mountain.

In the daytime, you can see that the pavilions and pavilions are looming in the clouds and mist, which is quite a bit of the taste of fairyland on earth.

At night, you can still see the carved buildings.

A towering ancient tree stands in front of the Luofeng Pavilion, which is the Sycamore Sacred Tree.

Yan Fei came to the top of the mountain and took a look, and the surroundings of Luofeng Pavilion were already surrounded by people in the Demon Dao wearing black robes, and it was roughly estimated that there were at least thousands of people.

In front of the Luofeng Pavilion, under the Wutong Sacred Tree, nearly a thousand women dressed in white were under siege.

Not far away, there were hundreds of people, apparently captured by the Demon Dao.

All of them were pale and looked weak.

In the center of the crowd, several old women were protecting a woman in the center, and the six elders who had just fought with Yan Fei were among them.

Yan Fei looked at the person in the middle again.

The white hair on one end is particularly dazzling, and he is wearing a plain white robe, which reflects the white hair, white as snow from head to toe.

Looking at this face again, Yan Fei only felt that his head was buzzing, and he almost couldn't control his breath and revealed his whereabouts.

"Lin Qiushui, what, how could it be you?"

A few years ago, the True Martial Sword Saint never married in his life, and he only sought to dominate the industry.

But there are many confidants in his life, and this Lin Qiushui is one of them.

It was around the age of thirty that the True Martial Sword Saint, and Lin Qiushui became acquainted, at the foot of Wutong Mountain, the sea of pear blossoms, and the two spent a good time

Thinking of this, Yan Fei was taken aback, this Luofeng Mountain was originally Wutong Mountain.

Then this is the place where he fell in love with Lin Qiushui in his previous life.

Lin Qiushui, is it true that you are waiting for your life?

Your silver hair, your monstrous hatred, didn't Yan Fei dare to think about it anymore, he secretly scolded the True Martial Sword Saint in his heart: "What a previous life, what an afterlife, Wu Jun Lin, Wu Jun Lin, I can bear your grudges and long-cherished wishes, but the emotional debt you owe, I, how can I pay it back?"