Suddenly a wave of energy came up from below the glazed fairyland, breaking through the stratum and drawing away some of the demonic fire. Qu Shitu's pressure was relieved, and he immediately left the dangerous place, watching the newly rebuilt house be burned down again.

Su really rushed back at this time.

"Qu Shitu, is there anything to do?"

"It's okay, it's okay, my life is almost gone."

Qu Shitu was discouraged, but he looked in good spirits: "It's really dangerous just now, but it seems that someone is helping, and I don't know who it is." ”

The help comes from the bottom of the cliff.

There was a handsome man in yellow clothes and white hair with very characteristic long eyebrows, and he instantly turned into light and came to a no-man's wilderness, and threw out the magic fire that was forcibly sucked into the pipe: "Huhuhu, it's really dangerous, and I'm so tired that this old bone is running around, and the account will be written down for you first!" The magic fire swept back with emotion and anger, and the person said "oops", and hurriedly left, looking at the direction of the glazed fairyland, which was actually a long-term resident living under the cliff. Before, the pardon boy was thrown to him by Su Huan.

This is one of the long-hidden miracle doctors in the martial arts, pharmacist Mu Shaoai.

In the scorched earth of the glazed fairyland.

"It's fine." Su really knew it in his heart, and remembered the result of going to Gusong Mountain, so he had already decided what to do next: "Qu Shitu, if you see Qin Fake Immortal, ask him to go to the Northern Regions, and be sure to confirm the current situation of the Hanhai Primeval Forest." ”

"What about you?" Qu Shitu saw that Su really looked like he was about to leave, and couldn't help asking.

"I want to go to Yundu Mountain first to check the current situation of the predecessors of the one-page book, on the side of the demon fire, there are Lao Aoxiao Hongchen's predecessors cooperating with the Buddha Sword to explain the action, and the solution will be there a clue in the near future." Su really came and went in a hurry, and he remembered in his heart how wide this demonic fire would spread. He actually didn't worry too much about the safety of the glass fairyland, and since he lost the pardon of the child, he had broken his oath and reached an agreement with the residents below the cliff...... Turn around and go to the bottom of the cliff to sit on the old promise.

"Then you have to be careful." Burned by this fire, Qu Shitu also felt the seriousness of the matter: "Ah yes, two people who claimed to be Xuanzong came to visit before, but you were not there at the time. ”

"Hmm...... "Xuanzong?" Is it someone related to the changes in the realm on the other side of the Dark Path?

Regarding Xuanzong, Du Fanglin, the master of Fuyan Mountain, did not mention it, but at the same time, it was related to the Xenomorph Demon Realm, and there must be some connection between it.

"I understand." Su really kept this incident in his heart, turned around and left: "Qu Shitu, if you are in danger, you can remember to go to the southwest!" "There is no arrangement in the southwest, just a simple look at Qu Shitu, who may be lucky to go south, and if he really encounters danger, he may be able to turn around.

In the ruins of the glazed fairyland that had been burned by the demon fire, there was a magic eye lurking quietly at this time.

Su really didn't mention that there was another mystery under the cliff here, so as not to pardon the boy in case of a wave. I saw that the fragrant white lotus did not hesitate to volley away, but halfway through, it did not go to the Yundu Mountain as mentioned in the mouth, but changed direction and ran to a barren mountain.

Dunguang went directly into a cave, and after a while, he came out again and changed his clothes, his white hair was tied high in a ponytail, his eyebrows were also specially groomed, he was dressed in a black warrior suit, decorated with a purple and red belt, and the original purple sword bag was also replaced with the same black background...... Maybe it shouldn't be called Su Zhenzhen now, but a white-haired swordsman.

The makeover Su really maintained the silent demeanor of the incarnation, and in terms of temperament, he must be different from the gentle and elegant Su Xianren, so he went all the way out of the barren mountain, and immediately went north, galloping all the way day and night!

The white-haired swordsman was still in the mood to think about it halfway, after this period of time, it seemed that the Xenomorph Demon Realm had roughly explored the suffering realm, so the Glass Fairyland had become the goal. It's too inconvenient to always change clothes, maybe the ontoxel really needs to think about retiring for a while, so that the table can be temporarily replaced......

For whom.

It just so happened that there was a man who had been woken up by a wooden box at the bottom of the cliff and was clamoring for compensation.

The white-haired swordsman had memorized the road view map given by someone in the Peach Blossom Fantasy Realm in the middle of the night, and arrived at the entrance of the Hanhai Primeval Forest in the Northern Regions without any mistake. The forest is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and only one side has water flowing outward, so even if someone can enter and exit from another area, you can always see some movement if you find a suitable high place to use the "Wisdom Eye Piercing the Clouds".

The Hanhai primeval forest is so calm that there is not a trace of wind, and the inner spring is now controlled by the Northern Corner Imperial City, and it is easy not to flow water. The white-haired swordsman was very dexterous and found a nearby mountain peak and quietly guarded it. At this time, the sky is cloudless.

But the Xenomorph Demon Realm did not go to the Northern Regions for the first time, but went to Shulou Xifeng first!

The pardon boy is also from the royal family, how can the six prophets completely leave the demon alone, once the information on the tribulation is perfected, immediately send the demon general who awakened for the first time to the place where the last information from the demon eye is transmitted.

The mist obscured the daylight, and the darkness suddenly enveloped the slopes of the Pure Sage.

Two demons from the Xenomorph Demon Realm suddenly attacked, and the two teams of demons entered the Shulou West Wind, only to find that there was no one inside. One of the demon generals was dressed in black and red armor, with pointed ears and red hair, and his expression was gloomy, and he was extremely fast, taking the lead and then turning again after a short time. "How?" The other demon general was named Pan Fierce, with a scar on his face, half of his face was indigo-blue, and he immediately signaled the demon soldiers behind him to stop and look at his companion Evil Lang.

"Humph!"

The evil man looked very impatient, and left without saying a word. At this time, the demon realm spies who entered later had already checked the surroundings, and sure enough, they did not find the whereabouts of the pardoned boy. Everyone in the entire Shulou Xifeng had already evacuated in advance, and not even a bag of tea was left.

The Xenomorphic Demon Realm returned in vain. After all, Shulou Xifeng is just a separate courtyard of the Confucian Dragon Head. Even the Confucian sect has a few strongholds in the world, who knows where the Shulou Longsu, which is full of houses, is at this time?

Ancient Song Hill, the sky turns from dark to bright. There has always been a figure in the hut. The monsters used to monitor under the base of the wall still lurk in the shadows, but unfortunately they can only see the surface, but they can't see the truth hidden in the depths. In the darkness deeper in the wooden house, the figure that seemed to be sitting on the couch and twisting the chess pieces without moving his hands caused the shadow to move because of impatience in his heart.

This person is not Du Fanglin. The faint darkness cut off the sunlight, but in the depths it revealed a different appearance. Dressed in a fox fur, holding a stove in his arms, with black hair and a shawl, and fierce eyes, the evil spirit dust Liumeng had replaced the Confucian at some point, but he covered his body with illusion, as if Du Fanglin was still in the house.

"Boring!" The evil spirit only wanted to overturn the chessboard, but had to stay where it was. It was clear that he had already known about the existence of the Demon Realm Monitor, but he let it go, ignored it, and played Li Daitao's trick. "Cover people's eyes and ears, what do you want...... pale fingers touched the chess pieces, Chen Liumeng snorted softly, no matter how bad his mood was, he would still meticulously make the movements that Du Fanglin usually does.

If the plan really wants to show flaws, with the pride of the evil spirit, it will not let the loopholes come out here.

The time when Du Fanglin left was actually not far from the truth of Su Huan. By the time the white-haired swordsman had already dived into the mountain peak next to the Hanhai Primeval Forest, his footsteps had also reached another place smoothly. It is an extremely quiet Zen temple, with yellow walls and green tiles, and sandalwood everywhere. A plaque hangs at the main entrance, which is the name of this place.

"One of the entrances chosen by the Demon Realm is still a style of Buddhist cultivation." But at this time, the bell is ringing, and it does not show anything unusual. Du Fanglin climbed over the wall and entered, and the folding fan attracted the surrounding light, invisibly integrating the figure with the surrounding environment. He slowly passed by the monks and nuns in the monastery, but no one noticed his whereabouts.

“…… The repair is too poor and fails. "Therefore, when the Xenomorph Demon Realm chooses this place as one of the entrances in the future, the cultivators here will be easily slaughtered, leaving no trace except for the bloody qi mixed in the sandalwood. But why did you choose this place? Whether it is the difference in the earth's qi, or the ability of the Buddha to cover up the demonic qi is simply fancied, or this Zen temple occupies a small Buddha vein, but there is no one to protect it, which is very advantageous.

"That's why someone chooses to retreat here to suppress the killing thoughts in their hearts?" Footsteps stopped in front of a nun. It is a secluded Buddhist hall dedicated to Maitreya, and on the futon kneels a gray-clothed nun who recites scriptures. When Du Fanglin's footsteps stopped beside her, it was clear that there was nothing in her eyes, but the nun slowly opened her eyes and turned her head, her eyes seemed to be suspicious, and she looked at the Confucian who leaned up and looked down!

"Knife plague." Du Fanglin slowly retracted the folding fan: "One of the former swordsmen of the Yinyang Sea Absolute Death Island, I should not be mistaken. ”

The nun had a scar on the right side of her face with an old scar on her cheek, her white hair was shawl, and her gray monk's robe was wrapped around her thin body. The two looked at each other silently, but Du Fanglin slowly reduced the hostility in his heart.

After the Shenxiao Meditation Temple was destroyed by the Xenomorphic Demon Realm as the entrance and exit, the sword plague that had been meditating here was suppressed for many years...... But here and now, the knife plague that has not caused too many bloody cases is just an ordinary nun who has lost her memory, and the Buddhist scriptures she recited in her mouth are full of unknown and dazed, perhaps not for herself, but for the lost past.

The nun slowly lowered her head, her expression was cold, she no longer looked at the people around her, and continued to close her eyes and recite the scriptures. Du Fanglin stood still for a moment, and finally sighed. People should not be prejudiced about things that have not yet happened. This trip was supposed to find out if this place had become the entrance to the demon world, and he shouldn't have caused more trouble, but a sudden good thought appeared in his heart: perhaps, in addition to digging a pit, he could do something extra.

"If you can find your young son who faked his death. Will you come with me? ”

Du Fanglin stroked the knife plague shoulder. He tried to abduct.