On this day, Elder Bai Qi happily came to Yuanwei, "Door Master! Door Master! Happy event, great happy event, there are a few Soul Condensing Realm seniors who want to join our Qingshan Gate, and our Qingshan Gate is prosperous." ”

Motoo was startled, isn't this leading the enemy to his side!"No, no, no, drive them all out for me!"

Before Yuan Wei finished speaking, an old voice sounded outside the door, "Why should the door master be so unkind! We have all entered the door of Qingshan Gate, and we have also received the waist card of Qingshan Gate, how can we say that we can rush it." ”

Yuanwei secretly complained, it seems that the people who came have already planned, they have already caused the fact of joining Qingshanmen through Bai Qi and others, Bai Qi came to ask Yuanwei is just a process! In the current form, if you want to say that these Soul Condensing Realm immortal cultivators joined Qingshanmen not to assassinate themselves, Yuanwei will never believe it!

How did Bai Qi know this! He was still immersed in the ambition to strengthen Qingshanmen.

"That's it!" Bai Qi nodded busily, he ran out and picked up three Soul Condensing Realm immortal cultivators from outside the door, "Door Master, you don't know if you are stuffy in the house every day, this Shihu City has already changed the sky." Except for our Qingshan Sect, other sects have already joined several Soul Condensing Realm Immortal Cultivators. We only have dry peach seniors in Qingshanmen, and if we don't accept other seniors, I'm afraid that the name of our No. 1 gang in Shihu City will change hands. ”

Just as Bai Qi was chattering, the three Soul Condensing Realm Immortal Cultivators were already quietly standing around Yuanwei and Dry Peach.

Yuanwei's legs trembled, and the wound on his waist that had healed seemed to be faintly painful again, and he shouted in a low voice, "Senior sister, quickly conjure up your illusion!"

Ku Tao stood up unhurriedly, "Qingshan Gate is your Qingshan Gate, Qingshan Gate is the Qingshan Gate of Yu Qian'er and Mu Wei, who can do anything to you here?! Senior brother, you take this opportunity to have a good discussion with the three senior brothers!"

Seeing that the withered peach actually left the hall with Bai Qi, Yuan Wei couldn't cry or laugh.

"It seems that I was scared of being beaten!" Motoo silently laughed at himself in his heart, "I'm so scared that I forgot that this is Qingshan Gate!" However, I was only able to manipulate the green vine before, and I don't know what power Yu Qian'er gave me in addition." ”

The settled Motowei exuded his divine sense, and the cyan vines covering the walls and ruins of the Qingshan Gate spread out in the wind, like countless poisonous snakes with their heads held high.

Watching Bai Qi and Dry Peach leave one after another, the three Soul Condensing Realm immortal cultivators smiled slightly, "The door master should have guessed why the three of us came, since he guessed it, he can calmly watch the only Soul Condensing Realm senior in the door leave, this kind of aura is estimated to only be possessed by the legendary Xuan Mo!"

"Sure enough, it's because of Xuan Mo!" Yuan Wei smiled bitterly, "The new men and women in Shihu City, young and old, are all here to kill Xuan Mo, right?"

"Of course! The rebirth of Ink is the greatest catastrophe of the Third Realm. Compared with the Xuan Mo, the disaster of Haoyang and the disaster of candle yin seem so insignificant. We only killed Xuanmo to save the Third Realm that was about to overthrow! When Xuanmo awakened, we would face complete extinction! For the sake of the Third Realm, for our own sake, Xuanmo must die!" The three of them had a righteous look on their faces, as if they could contribute everything for their faith.

"How can you be sure that I'm Xuanmo?" Motoo asked casually, unable to explain.

"Everyone in the world says that you are the ink of the ink, and you are naturally the ink of the ink. Although everyone didn't say it, who among the many foreign immortal cultivators in Shihu City didn't know that the master of the Qingshan Gate Yuanwei was Xuanmo? Besides, for the sake of the Third Realm, even if he killed you by mistake, what did it matter!" The three of them replied firmly.

"Xuanmo, die!" the three shouted and waved their staffs at the same time, and the top of the staff crackled and then grew a twisted light like a blood vessel, and the light was woven together, and finally converged into a blood-colored dome to appear in the main hall, enveloping the three of them in Yuanwei.

The blood-colored dome emitted a disgusting putrid stench, and Mototail couldn't even breathe in it. The combined strength of the three Soul Condensing Realm cultivators was difficult to resist, and it seemed that they had reached the strength of the Transformation God Realm.

"Xuan Mo, we heard that you can control the strange vines of Qingshan Gate, and you are not your opponent at all under the Transformation God Realm, the blood shield condensed by the three of us separates the vines from you, see what else you can do!"

Yuanwei's heart moved at will, countless vines pierced the walls of the main hall, the roof grew rapidly, green vines crawled all over the ground walls, occupied the beams and pillars of the house, and within a breath the entire hall became an impenetrable dense forest!

When the three immortal cultivators saw that their plan had succeeded, they couldn't help but laugh, as if Yuanwei had already been like a fish on the case.

Motoo gently stroked a braid wrapped around his wrist, and the braid was soft and smooth, as if exuding the warmth of wood fennel. He mobilized his spiritual power, and unexpectedly found that the spiritual power in the spiritual veins was endless! Yuan Wei waved his arm slowly, and the surrounding space immediately felt a kind of torn vibration, and there was even the sound of wind and clouds, thunder and lightning in the lobby.

"This power is fascinating!" said Yuan Wei with his palm caressing Mu Wei and Yu Qian'er's braids.

Yuanwei's abnormality naturally looked in the eyes of the three people, and they were secretly surprised, and they understood each other and whispered: "Hurry up!"

The blood-colored dome surged, and the chaotic aura condensed into a huge blood-colored saw blade, and the two ends of the saw blade seemed to be pulled vigorously by someone, making a piercing cutting sound and sweeping towards the tail of the yuan. Motowei clenched the snake staff with both hands against the huge sawtooth, the spiritual power came from him, he roared angrily and pushed the snake staff away, accompanied by bursts of dazzling sparks and burnt smell, and then the saw blade disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the unscathed Yuan Tail and the black snake staff, the faces of the three strange Soul Condensing Realm Immortal Cultivators became even more solemn, and after glancing at them, they shouted again: "Bloodthirsty!"

The three of them inserted one end of the staff into their chests at the same time, and blood poured down the staff into the blood-colored dome, and one after another buds grew on the inner wall of the dome, and after a few breaths, the buds bloomed, they were strange man-eating flowers with fangs!

Looking at the strange appearance of the flower, Yuanwei's scalp tingled for a while, and he waved the snake staff to use the spiritual power of his whole body to condense the most majestic green dragon in his life. The green dragon was more than ten zhang long, thicker than the grinding plate, and the layers were entrenched on Yuanwei's body to protect him. The green dragon is so real, Yuan Wei can even feel a trace of his own dragon soul!" It's a pity that only with the help of Yu Qian'er's power can such a green dragon be condensed!" Yuan Wei sighed.

Before the green dragon could take shape, the man-eating flowers on the blood-colored dome had already bloomed completely, and they chirped out of the dome like mosquitoes and flies, pounced on the green dragon. With a burst of bone-eating sounds, the man-eating flower bit the green dragon in a big gulp, and in less than a breath, the struggling green dragon had already been eaten by half. Yuanwei waved the snake staff, and the green dragon let out a long roar of pain and then burst open, and the countless man-eating flowers also turned into a cloud of smoke.

The three strange immortal cultivators were shocked, they didn't expect Yuanwei to be so strong!

"Two senior brothers, I'm afraid this Xuan Mo has already woken up! Pity the sentient beings of the Third Realm!"

"Two junior brothers, this Xuanmo must die! Are you willing to save the Three Realms with me!Are you willing to sacrifice your soul?!"

"I do!

"I do!

The three of them roared at the same time, and three identical strange trees took root in the main hall, the huge root system pierced the floor tiles like a dragon monster python and pierced deep into the ground, and huge rust-colored leaves like saw blades grew out, and hideous man-eating flowers bloomed on the branches one by one. The flowers bloomed, and the branches of the three strange trees joined together, and together they produced a blood-colored fruit, which was the size of a fist and pounded like a heart. When the fruit was ripe and fell, the three strange trees instantly withered and turned into a cloud of dust.

With the beating of the fruit, the aura in the entire hall, and even the entire Qingshan Gate, was chaotic, as if the next breath would burst, burn, and turn into ashes.

The withered peach broke into the door with a bang, and the pulsating fruit made her startled, "Don't let it explode, if it explodes, the entire Shihu City will cease to exist!"

Motoo knew that something was wrong, and he waved his snake staff and shouted, "Ice Condensation!" and conjured up a huge piece of cold ice to wrap the fruit in layers. The fruit in the cold ice emitted a scorching heat, and the ice quickly melted into water. Where did Motowei dare to relax, he raised the snake staff high and continued to increase the thickness of the ice.

This lasted for a few breaths, and as Yuan Wei frantically injected the spiritual power of his whole body into the snake staff, an external spiritual power came from the soles of his feet, it was the power of Yu Qian'er, the power of Yu Rhino!

The disciples of Qingshan Sect were surprised to find that the low wall of the immortal trail circled and circled exuded a faint green brilliance, the brilliance was superimposed layer by layer, and the circle of green brilliance in the center had become dazzling, and a pillar of light rose to the sky to exude a domineering aura, and there was a large hall in the middle of the pillar of light, and in the hall was the tail of the fruit that was fighting.

The ice continued to accumulate and melt, and the hot ice water gurgled out of the main hall, and Motoo was soaked all over, and it was no longer clear whether it was ice water or his sweat. After an hour of this, the grumpy fruit weakened, and under the cold ice, it finally lost its vitality and turned into a small black seed.

"They'd rather drain their souls than kill you!" said Withered Peach sadly.

"They said that they had to die, so they thought they had done something worth doing, so it was not a pity to die even if they died. Motoo quietly looked at the withered peach. It seems that the news of Xuan Mo's rebirth has caused chaos in the Third Realm, and there will definitely be more immortal cultivators after these three people in order to kill Xuan Mo.

Dry Peach suddenly smiled, "You say, should I also follow their example and die for the Third Realm?"

Motowei was startled, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Hahaha!" Dry Tao laughed, "Where do I care about the Third Realm! As long as you serve the old lady comfortably, the old lady doesn't care if you are any kind of ink!"

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