In the sound of the eagle's chirp, Qingluan crossed the sky, although it carried a person, but the back was as light as a feather.

Shen Qiu looked down, a sea of water was already covered with blood, and the mountain ghost was holding a shadow, and he was surging in the waves, fighting with a strange snake in the angry sea.

He had the upper hand.

No doubt.

"Bang"

The figure fell from the sky like a meteor, and it was smashing between the tides behind the strange snake.

A white cold wave erupted in the next moment.

The billowing cold air poured into the sea, splashing in all directions, and within a breath, the surface of the sea was frozen in all directions, and the strange snake that had been wounded all over its body and was miserable, and wanted to escape from the sea.

I was also stuck in the cold surging hoarfrost and could no longer dive.

"Bang"

In the loud noise, the Penglai monster snake cracked the ice, and with the energy of controlling the water, stirred the tide, and wanted to escape.

Don't go again.

But I can't go.

But Sen's cold knife intent surged in the sea, and the greedy wolf blade flashed, pulling out another knife wound with broken scales and separated flesh and blood under its neck.

The moment Shen Qiu moved, the mountain ghost also moved.

The two brothers were as happy as their hearts, and they played a perfect match, and the shadows of the light flew away, and the dense sword shadows swept by.

The strange snake is seven inches away, as if it has been scraped by a bone scraper.

The stinking blood bones were sprinkled all over the ice, revealing the white bones.

The sharp pain struck, making the strange snake's whole body tremble in pain, but the seven inches were pierced and torn with such precision, which made its fierce and abnormal eyes have a touch of despair.

It stared at the two people in front of it, the sea rolling more and more noisy, as if it was about to attack again, but the moment it raised its head, it was stunned to find that its vision had been confused.

The blue sky, the blue sea, and the cold ice of the forest, everything is spinning.

"Bang"

The head of the snake, which was cut off with a sword from seven inches of the neck, splashed with red-green blood, smashed on the frozen sea, and the headless, nearly thirty zhang long snake body was still writhing wildly.

The moment when the mountain ghost came out of the sword.

It's dead.

It's just that its body doesn't know it yet.

"Nosy!"

The shadow returned to the sheath, and under the ghost face, there was a dissatisfied cold snort.

It seemed that Shen Qiu had ruined his experience of the enemy, and as his swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated, there were fewer and fewer opponents that could be found, and the mountain ghost also began to feel the loneliness unique to that kind of master.

Fang just fought with Lu Wenfu, and he couldn't really move the killing move, so he stabbed Lu Guizang to death with one move.

It's harder to save people than to kill them.

It's really shrunken and can't let go.

There was a depression in his heart, and it happened that this strange snake was thick enough for him to practice swordsmanship, but being mixed up by Shen Qiu like this, the fun was much less.

He had to use his sword and cut off its head with a sword.

Shen Qiu, who was standing with a knife, laughed, he walked to the head of the snake that was still twitching, stabbed the greedy wolf into the flesh, and peeled off the smelly flesh with a little difficulty, he said:

"I know, I don't have to make a move, my brother can also kill the dragon with a sword, but the situation is urgent, this strange snake has the ability to control water, if it escapes desperately, the duck in his hand will fly away."

"It can't escape."

The mountain ghost raised his arm and let Qingluan land on his wrist.

He wasn't really angry, his own family, there was no need to be angry about such a trivial matter.

He would seem so indifferent, he was so angry that it was Yeluwan's matter, and in that night when the red sleeves were fragrant, there must have been his own brothers behind him.

Shen Qiu seemed to know this.

In front of the mountain ghost at this time, he behaved quite softly, just like beating and scolding, so that the anger in the mountain ghost's heart really couldn't be released.

Just turned his head away from him.

After a few breaths, the mountain ghost stroked the pet feather and asked:

"It's all over there?"

"Pretty much."

Shen Qiu was looking for the jade that absorbed the aura in the snake corpse, he felt it, and from a distance of ten miles, he could also detect the changes in the sword jade, and sure enough, it was as Zhang Moxie said before.

As his body began to attract the spirit body into his body, refining his muscles, bones, flesh and blood, and other immortal treasures such as sword jade also showed more wonders.

You don't need to hold it all the time to attract the wonder.

If it goes on like this, as Shen Qiu's flesh and blood, divine thoughts, and spiritual energy are becoming more and more refined by the aura, it is estimated that he can manipulate the power of the sword jade from a distance of hundreds of miles, or even thousands of miles.

That's right.

This is in line with the omnipotent immortal method in Shen Qiu's imagination.

Seriously, whether it is Dongling or Hongchen, these two guys who call themselves immortals, after being able to mobilize their aura, their means are really powerful, but they always feel almost meaningless.

"The souls scattered by Hongchen Jun have been almost captured by Daoist Ziwei and those remnant souls, but that old ghost is indeed cunning, and he has already been able to capture him, but to completely destroy him, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

The greedy wolf knife in Shen Qiu's hand slid down in the snake corpse, and when he was about to cut a place, the blade hit the solid thing, he moved his wrist, and urged the blade with the divine martial aura, and with a knife sound, the snake body was completely broken.

In the filth of flesh and blood, the jade array eye full of spiritual energy also rolled out of the stomach of the strange snake.

"What do you mean?"

At this time, the battle was over, and the mountain ghost's mood was relaxed, and he glanced towards the remnants of Dongying, where there were still black clouds surging in the sky, and the storm in the sky was also dissipating.

When he heard what Shen Qiu said, he asked:

"Didn't you say that the scattered spirits of the old ghosts have been captured? and those Hongchen clones who were planted with their hearts were also killed by Yin Soldiers and Ziwei Daoist. ”

"Yes."

Shen Qiu lifted the seawater around him with his true qi and washed it on the bloodstained multi-faceted jade, and while washing the thing, he said to the mountain ghost:

"Zibo, the red dust clones on the front line of Dongying, have been cleaned up, with the eyes of my futile bird, he can't escape. But the problem is that not all of the clones of the old ghost of Hongchen are here.

As far as I know so far, he is near Yanjing, and there are a few clones that are mixed in the Northern Court.

Although the aura has been re-banned, with the old ghost's methods, it must have been arranged in advance. ”

Speaking of this, Shen Qiu sighed.

He rubbed his forehead with a real headache and said:

"This Red Dust Immortal Dao, once cultivated, is almost immortal, although the frontal destructive power is worse than that of Dong Lingjun, but in terms of this life-saving method, other immortal monarchs are beyond the reach of the dust."

"But don't worry too much."

Shen Qiu smiled again and said to the mountain ghost:

"Even in the aura era thousands of years ago, the old ghost of Hongchen had spent hundreds of years of penance, and after countless years of red dust, it was only after such progress, and now the main body of his divine soul has been imprisoned in the sword jade.

Thousands of years of penance have been in vain.

Even if there are a few doppelganger divine thoughts left, the ability of the immortal monarch who wants to re-cultivate is absolutely impossible in our era, and there is a lack of spiritual energy assistance, if the old ghost does not give up, he can only follow us and follow the martial arts.

Or flee back to Penglai Xianshan and linger.

It's hard to kill him, but you've completely destroyed him, and you can't stir up the storm anymore. ”

The mountain ghost nodded.

As far as Shen Qiu said, the old ghost of Hongchen is indeed like the hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff.

But soon, he realized another problem.

He looked at Shen Qiu with a strange look in his eyes and said:

"Why are you so familiar with this Red Dust Immortal Technique? I just saw you fighting the old ghost, and you seem to be full of confidence, where did you get this secret news?

Could it be that you are in Penglai Mountain, and you also have eyeliner? ”

"Shh

Shen Qiu turned around and made a silent gesture to the mountain ghost.

He said:

"When the time comes, my brother doesn't need to ask more, but in the end, there is nothing mysterious, it's just that those who have attained the Tao have more help, and those who have lost the Tao have little help."

"Hmm."

The mountain ghost nodded.

He immediately got up, raised his arms, and let Qingluan fly down to the corpse of the strange snake, pecking at the flesh and blood of the strange snake with his beak.

"Although the old ghost of the red dust has been knocked out of the dust and can no longer set off the wind and waves, it is always a trouble to keep it. I'm going to Yanjing for a trip to cut the grass and eradicate the roots. ”

The mountain ghost held the Chengying Sword and said to Shen Qiu, who had picked up the jade:

"Lend me your disciple who can see through the falsehood for a few days."

"Brother doesn't have to be like this, just after a vicious fight, this will be a rest."

Shen Qiu stopped him.

He said:

"Someone is already dealing with the matter over there."

"Huh?"

The mountain ghost blinked, and after a few breaths, he asked:

"Zhang Chu?"

"Yes, Zhang Chu."

Shen Qiu held the aura-filled jade in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully in the sunlight, as if looking at a work of art.

He said:

"Before Qilu's incident, I sent him a letter, and he will help settle the hand."

"When did you mess with that Zhang Chu again?"

The mountain ghost had a ghost face at this time, but his expression was like the anxiety of a brother who watched his brother fool around with fox friends and dogs, but there was no way to stop him, and he said in an accentuated tone:

"That's not a good thing."

"Zhang Chu, he and we have never been all the way."

Shen Qiu glanced back at his brother, and he replied:

"He's not a friend either.

This time, it's just a coincidence, everyone has a common goal, and my brother doesn't have to worry. ”

"That's how you believe him?"

The mountain ghost asked again:

"You're not afraid of him, and then make the same thing as the night in Jinling?"

"This point, in fact, we misunderstood him, that guy rescued Hongchen Jun in Jinling, but he just wanted to squeeze out his last value, and then kick him away.

Compared with the wicked people like him, our brothers are really good people. ”

Shen Qiu smiled, he knocked on the jade in his hand, listened to the light voice, and said:

"And my brother may not know that Zhang Chu looks evil and evil, but in fact, he and his brother Zhang Lan have one thing in common."

"What?"

The mountain ghost asked.

Shen Qiu shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile:

"The two brothers adore their father very much, and they listen to their father very much."

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In Yanjing City, within the Imperial City.

Outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, a guard with a knife who was standing guard suddenly bowed, as if a sharp pain burst out from his body, and he convulsed endlessly.

It took him several breaths before he recovered.

Leaning against the shadow of the palace wall, his face was pale, and sweat the size of a bean dripped from his forehead.

This is not a trifl in the heart.

This is the transfer of divine thoughts, through the dissipation of the tide of spiritual energy, the spiritual energy that has not yet dissipated on this land, Hongchen Jun converted his weak divine thoughts into this imperial city at a distance of a hundred miles.

In the past, the main body of the divine soul, at worst, needed the body of a half-step heavenly list to withstand it.

Now with the strength of this little guard, who is worthy of the top of the list, he can carry the remaining main body of divine thoughts, which shows that Hongchen Jun is really weak to the extreme.

"A thousand years of penance have been in vain!"

Gritting his teeth, holding his knife, he stood up, and in the midst of his gnashing teeth, he said:

"Shen Qiu thief, abolish my Taoism, mess with my Taoist heart, even if this gentleman tries his best to pull this party to accompany the burial, he will crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

So said.

He moved his steps and walked towards the Palace of Heart Cultivation, as a royal guard, he could enter and exit this place freely, and the small lord of the northern country had also fallen asleep in the palace at this time.

Plant a mind for him and use it as the embodiment of red dust.

Then with the respect of the lord of the northern country, mobilize forces, attack Qilu, and fight with him Shen Qiu!

Of course, he didn't lose his mind because of his anger.

At the same time as this clone acted, the other few remaining clones who remained in Middle-earth hidden in Yanjing City also began to retreat outside Yanjing City.

He had been hit hard, and at this time he was in a desperate situation, and his eggs could not be put in one basket.

But fortunately, even if these clones are killed, he will not have to worry about his life, and there are still a few thoughts on Dongying's side.

"What are you doing here?"

He carried a knife and walked into the Palace of Heart Nourishment, and was immediately seen by Ade, the great eunuch who served the lord of the country, who grabbed the dust and said sharply:

"Stand down! Do not disturb the lord of the kingdom. ”

"Hey, hey"

The guard showed a sneer, stepped forward by mistake, punched Ade's neck unprepared, knocked him unconscious, and then rushed quickly into the back of the palace, this thing must be fast!

Before others find out, implant the small lord in his heart.

But just as he stepped into the apse, he suddenly stopped.

In front of the room leading to the rest of the lord, Zhang Chu, the national teacher wearing a solemn dark robe, was personally holding the fire and lighting the lamps on both sides of the aisle.

The firelight lit up, illuminating Zhang Chu's heterochromatic pupils.

He looked back at the stunned guard, put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile:

"Immortal Monarch, what are you going to do in this hurry? Do you need an ignorant mortal like me to serve the Immortal Monarch? ”

"You!"

Hongchenjun's heart was shocked.

He took a step back, knife in hand.

"It's really sad that the dignified Immortal Monarch has been reduced to relying on a knife to protect himself."

Zhang Chu shook his head and said:

"What's the point of living like an ant like this? Xianjun, don't struggle, Zhang is here to send you to death. ”

"Bang"

The golden flame rose in Zhang Chu's hands, making Hongchenjun's complexion change greatly.

He shouted:

"You and Shen Qiu don't share the sky! Why do you want to help him, against me? ”

Xianjun laughed.

The national teacher pursed his lips, and as he walked forward, he said in a gentle tone:

"I didn't deal with you for Shen Qiu.

Ever since I was a child, my father didn't have a good idea of you pretending to be fools. Today's events are nothing but the inheritance of the Son from the Father.

If my father knew that Zhang had killed an immortal with his own hands, I am afraid that my father would be very happy. ”

"There's something wrong with your flame!"

Hongchenjun shouted:

"I can help you..."

"Huh"

The golden flame flickered away, and before Hongchen Jun could finish speaking, his body was burned by the holy flames.

"I already knew."

The national teacher looked at the pile of ashes that still had fire at his feet.

He whispered:

"I'm going to die, I know, but if life isn't for what you want, what's the point of Zhang's life?

I'm Zhang Moxie's son!

What my father didn't finish, I will, help him do! ”

He turned, waved his sleeves, and blew the ashes away.

"Hehe, Shen Qiu, for your sake of letting Uncle Beihan go, this time..."

"I'll give you face."