"Senior Brother Zhang, quickly lose this murderous thing!" Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's situation, the law minister was in a hurry, and flew forward: "Otherwise, you will fall into the devil's way, and you will never recover!" ”

Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the sky, his eyes were resentful, and he didn't care at all about the rushing Faxiang. Seeing that the face was about to catch the blue and black burning stick, a pure white light struck from the side, and the law minister didn't want anyone to sneak attack, so he was suddenly sent flying.

The onlookers were shocked, and when they looked at it, it was a girl in blue clothes who took Zhang Xiaofan's hand, facing more than 100 righteous path masters, fearless, and stood side by side with Zhang Xiaofan.

The girl's eyes were slightly red, obviously eavesdropping on the side for a long time, and she was saddened by Zhang Xiaofan's experience, she didn't care about others, and pulled Zhang Xiaofan's hand, "Xiaofan, follow me!" They're all hurting you. ”

Zhang Xiaofan's mind was in chaos at this time, his respect and gratitude for Puzhi were entangled with hatred and killing intent, and he had no time to think about anything else at this time, but he felt a warmth slowly spreading from his cold hands...... At this moment, this warmth seems to be the only place he believes in between heaven and earth. As soon as Baguio pulled, Zhang Xiaofan stumbled and ran towards the door with her.

"She's a demon girl of the Demon Cult!" I saw a Qingyun disciple jump out, pointing at Baguio and shouting: "Zhang Xiaofan, how can you be involved with the demon girl of the Demon Sect again!" ”

In an instant, more than 100 righteous path masters surrounded the two of them, shouting questions, justifying voices, and countless voices mixed together, making this dilapidated hall extremely noisy.

"Shut up!" Mo Wen suddenly opened his eyes at this time, let out an angry shout, his bloodshot eyes swept towards the righteous path masters around Zhang Xiaofan, facing Mo Wen's sharp gaze, the elder forgave him for his mood at this time, and retreated slightly, while the younger generation of guys were suppressed by Mo Wen's tragic momentum, and the noisy hall suddenly fell silent in an instant.

"Xiao Fan." Baguio clenched Zhang Xiaofan's hand and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, even if I die, I will be with you." ”

“！” Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan was startled, and his head cleared up for a moment.

"You say Xiao Fan is a traitor? Collusion with the Demon Cult? At this time, Mo Wen slowly walked into the circle, turned his back to Zhang Xiaofan and Baguio, and shouted loudly: "What are you kidding!" If the wood had this mind, would it be like this? Under the abyss of death, on the side of the East China Sea Mountain, he is desperately fighting for Qingyun again, and you still say that he is a traitor?! And ......"

"Humph! You deliberately shielded him! A Qingyun disciple snorted coldly, "Now that he is standing with the Demon Sect Demon Maiden, he obviously recognizes ......."

"Smack!" Before the Qingyun disciple could finish speaking, he flew out and hit the remaining wall of the Yuqing Palace, only to see that the left side of his face quickly swollen, and a huge palm-shaped blood mark appeared...... was slapped by Mo Wen and fainted.

"You dare to do it?" The surrounding Qingyun disciples summoned immortal swords one after another.

But Mo Wen didn't even look at them, and said in a loud voice: "And if he is a traitor, it is completely possible to unite with Cangsong, and when the master is bitten by the seven-tailed centipede, he will use the magic weapon to seriously injure the master, and even ask for the master's life!" That's the Blood-Eater and the Dementor! It's the magic weapon of his blood refining, and he definitely has this ability! Don't tell me that the people in the Demon Cult can't think of this, they are very cunning! ”

"......" The originally aggressive Qingyun disciples froze suddenly, and none of them said anything to refute.

"Baguio girl." Mo Wen turned around, "I'm sorry that the people who can't live in Caomiao Village are Cangsong Daoren and the Puzhi monk of Tianyin Temple, and it has nothing to do with Qingyun, you still don't want to force Xiaofan, otherwise the magic weapon ......will be eyeless for a while."

"Who dares to hurt my daughter?" A majestic shout came, and faster than this sound was a black shadow rushing towards Mo Wen.

"Bang!" Even though Mo Wen tried his best to resist, he was still sent flying, as if retribution, Mo Wen who flew out hit a surviving temple pillar, and a huge momentum hit him from behind, even if he secretly cultivated the Great Brahma Prajna, he was also shaken by this force, and a mouthful of blood vomited out with a "wow".

With the arrival of the ghost king, one after another figures fell beside him, surrounding Zhang Xiaofan and Baguio.

"Yao'er, you take Xiaofan first." The ghost king was not afraid of the many masters of the righteous path, and stood with his hands in his hands, and his demeanor was calm.

"Keep them!" Dao Xuan Zhenren shouted angrily, and the righteous path masters swarmed up, suppressing everyone in the Ghost King Sect at once.

[Zhang Xiaofan's son has a lot to do with it, he can't be taken away by the Demon Sect, he has no choice but to ......] Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the situation in the field and secretly clenched his fists.

After a moment's effort, everyone in the Ghost King Sect was forced into a ball by the righteous path masters, leaving only the strength to defend...... And it was obvious that he couldn't hold on for long, but the ghost king was not worried at all, and kept waving his hand to stop the offensive of several Qingyun elders, looking confident.

……

[Hmm...... It's so dangerous. Mo Wen raised his eyelids slightly, only to feel that his vision was blurred, [Is it excessive blood loss or damage to the nerves in the eye?] The Ghost King deserves to be the ultimate master......]

"Aha......" Mo Wen breathed for a while, and finally could see the situation in the field...... At this time, the situation of the Ghost King Sect is precarious, and according to the offensive of many masters of the righteous path, I am afraid that within ten breaths, they will not be able to hold on!

However, just when the people of the Ghost King Sect were about to lose their hold, a loud roar sounded from outside the Yuqing Palace, and in an instant, countless lights rushed around, and the encirclement besieging the Ghost King Sect was torn open in one fell swoop.

I saw that the Demon Sect masters who had escaped from this mountain peak in embarrassment turned around and killed them back, and the Qingyun masters who had the upper hand immediately couldn't support it, and they still relied on the help of the senior monks of Tianyin Temple to block the counterattack of the Demon Sect.

The situation suddenly reversed, and the Ghost King was able to withdraw, only to see him gently fall next to the Poison God, and said with a respectful face: "The old man sacrificed his life and forgot to die for my Holy Sect, and he put himself in danger, and he will recite it for my Holy Sect disciples for eternity one day." ”

“…… Count you ruthless. The poison god said hatefully: "But that old guy Dao Xuan is indeed not lightly injured, maybe you are right." ”

"Beware is needed." The ghost king put away his deliberate respect and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid of what happens." ”

……

Looking at the Demon Sect army that had been killed, Dao Xuan Zhenren trembled all over, and that group of Demon Sect disciples were killing and killing back on Qingyun's own land, and this behavior had aroused the anger in the heart of this Qingyun master to the extreme. I saw him slowly stand up, one hand held high, and a low incantation continued to come out of his mouth, as if he was calling for something.

When Dao Xuan Zhenren stood up, the four major sect masters of the Demon Sect had already rushed out towards him. And just as their attack was about to hit the target, a huge black shadow stood in front of them, it was none other than Qingyun's mountain protection beast, the Water Qilin. only heard a few sounds of "bang bang bang", and the ghost king and others were shocked back, and their expressions were shocked.

The water qilin that blocked the combined blow of the four supreme masters was also not good, and the scale armor that was originally all over its huge body was shattered countless times, and the wound was bubbling with blood. The ancient beast seemed to be unaware of the wounds on its body, and bowed its head, spit out an ordinary stone sword with a slight crack from his mouth.

"Zhuxian Ancient Sword!" Mo Wen, who was sitting on the edge of the hall, stared at each other and activated the Eye of Destiny, but found that his eyes were chaotic and he couldn't see anything.

[Damn...... Sure enough, because of the problem of strength, there are some things that can't be seen? Mo Wen gritted his teeth and used the ancient sword with a benefit that can only be used three times in this world: "Exploration".

"Hmm...... It's so high-end! Mo Wen gently pressed his head with his hand...... After he used the identification of the humble stone sword, a stream of information poured into his head, well, maybe it would be more appropriate to use the word "squeeze".

Gu Jian. Zhu Xian: The eight-star treasure, the spirit of sharp gold and the strange stone formed after being calcined by the desolate fire in the center of the earth for 10,000 years, were forged into a sword by a peerless person, and a part of the method he cultivated was left in the sword for those who were destined. Later, this sword was obtained by Qingyunzi, but he was unable to make such a peerless divine soldier, so he left it in the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion. After that, the Qingye Taoist had an epiphany, using the origin of the earth in the sword as the force, and the origin of gold as the blade, combining the seven peaks of Qingyun and the feng shui array left by Qingyunzi to create the Zhuxian Sword Array. And then buried under the number of people countless, over time, this sword because of its evil energy, the sword actually gave birth to a peerless fierce spirit, although its sword power greatly increased, but the sword bearer also had to mention the fierce spirit to eat. Evaluation: Tiancheng spirit stone, master forging sword, after a long time of killing, into a peerless murder weapon, holding this sword can lead the ley of the earth to protect the body, attack the golden spirit of the severe, the golden spirit of the crippled limbs, the fierce invasion of the soul, if with this sword as an enemy, need to be cautious. (Hint: 1. Dao Xuan Zhenren himself is only a seven-star peak, and after holding this sword, he will have eight-star combat power, and with the Zhuxian Sword Array, his divine power will be greatly increased.) Second, the fierce spirit of the divine sword, killing countless people, can absorb the essence and blood of living creatures, enhance themselves, and the cultivation is insufficient, do not approach, otherwise there is a risk of killing. 3. The fierce spirit is not to take away people's souls, but to erode the mind, if the master's will is firm enough and the cultivation is high enough, even if the fierce spirit enters the body, it can be suppressed. Fourth, this sword inherits the luck of the sky, so the grade is upgraded, and it is ominous for people who have the mandate of heaven to use it. ）

What to say? Isn't it the world's most famous magic weapon? Mo Wen thought lightly, at this time, he couldn't do anything, he could only lie quietly under the pillar and watch everything happen, [Sword of Destiny, Zhu Xian......]

Just as Mo Wen sighed, the four sect masters of the Demon Sect also reacted, and invariably attacked the sword-wielding Dao Xuan Zhenren, trying to entangle him and prevent him from launching that shocking battle.

Dazzling white light lit up from Dao Xuan Zhenren's sword-wielding hand, and in the face of the siege of the four supreme masters, he did not mess up at all, and with a wave of his hand, the white light instantly turned into a high wall and attacked the four people who rushed towards him.

A huge roar sounded from the place where the two collided, as if the entire Tongtian Peak was shaken under that blow, and the Yuqing Palace, which originally had a few walls left, finally finished its life after this violent battle, and completely turned into ruins.

"Gross!" Dao Xuan Zhen's figure shook violently, and he lowered his head and spat out a large mouthful of blood, but he still jumped onto the head of the water qilin with strong support, and the giant beast roared, and rushed into the sky with its teeth and claws.

The originally clear sky darkened in an instant, and the mighty Seven-Colored Main Sword reappeared in the sky above Tongtian Peak, revealing its sharp fangs at the people of the Demon Sect below.

"Let's go!" The poison god stomped his foot violently, reflexively left...... Hesitant loss, I have already eaten it once just now, and the poison god will never make a second mistake.

The Ghost King turned around depressedly at the same time, he really couldn't figure out how he could still trigger such a peerless magic circle with Dao Xuan Zhenren's current poor physical condition. Now that the magic circle has been activated, he can't joke about the survival of the Ghost King Sect, the hero sighed, waved his robe, and signaled his subordinates to retreat.

On the other side, Baguio saw the reappearance of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and even quickened his pace, but Lu Xueqi and Fa Xiang have been paying attention to this Zhang Xiaofan, and the two saw that Baguio wanted to take Zhang Xiaofan away, so they immediately took action to stop it, Baguio Lu Xueqi and the two fought together, and Fa Xiang saw the opportunity and pounced on Zhang Xiaofan, who was stunned.

Seeing that she was about to catch Zhang Xiaofan, Baguio was in a hurry, but she was dragged by Lu Xueqi and had to shout loudly, but Zhang Xiaofan still stood in place, as if she hadn't heard it.

"Smack." Fa Xiang's slightly golden hand rested on Zhang Xiaofan's right arm holding a stick.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan had no resistance, the law minister was overjoyed, and was about to cast a spell to restrain him, but his face suddenly changed, and a fierce and violent aura rushed up along his hand, and he suddenly raised his head, facing a pair of scarlet eyes.

"Ugh!" Fa Xiang screamed, staggered back a few steps, and the moon-white monk's robe on his chest was recessed with a clear blood mark.

"Die!" Zhang Xiaofan was covered in blood, looking up to the sky and roaring, the imperial envoy rushed left and right with a burning stick, and his moves were extremely ruthless, Lu Xueqi and others retreated, unwilling to fight him, and in a blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaofan was swept out of a large open space.

"Xiao Fan!" Baguio was overjoyed, and flew up and gently took Zhang Xiaofan's hand, "Let's go!" ”

In the sky, Dao Xuan Zhenren held the sword in both hands and swung it slowly, and the huge seven-colored qi sword in the air also rushed down with his movements, and more than a dozen demon sect masters who couldn't dodge along the way instantly turned into blood mist, and the corpses were gone, and Yu Yangzi, one of the giants of the demon sect, was also unlucky, and was gently brushed by the seven-colored qi sword, although how advanced his cultivation was, but compared to the power of destroying the world and destroying the world of the Zhuxian Sword Array, his body protection true method was like paper paste, and it collapsed at the touch of the qi sword, and then his left hand was also the same as the previous Demon Sect disciples, Turned into dust.

"Ahem!" Dao Xuan Zhenren on the head of the water qilin coughed up a mouthful of blood again, and was powerless to manipulate the qi sword to chase for a while, and watched the jade yangzi with the severed hand turn into a streamer and rush out of Qingyun Mountain.

"Huhu ......" Dao Xuan Zhenren took two breaths and looked down, only to find that most of the Demon Sect masters had already run out of Tongtian Peak, and only a few of them were still within the attack range of the sword array, Zhang Xiaofan's back with a faint glow of blood was particularly eye-catching in this group of people.

[Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao, Dafa Prajna, as well as blood devouring beads and soul dementors...... This son has entered the path of the devil and must not stay! Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at Zhang Xiaofan's rapidly moving figure and was ruthless in his heart, squeezed out the last trace of spiritual power on his body, held Zhu Xian with both hands, and slashed down.

The starry sky sword lit up suddenly, and the colorful main sword was even bigger, rushing towards Zhang Xiaofan with a rumbling roar, roaring like a furious god and rushing towards his mortal enemy.

"Ahh Tian Ling'er couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when she saw her beloved little junior brother in such a dangerous situation, while Lu Xueqi stared at the main sword with a pale face, but her jade hand holding Tianya was trembling slightly.

"Ahhhh......h

The giant sword was still ten zhang away from Zhang Xiaofan, and at this time, the ground under Zhang Xiaofan's feet had already emitted an unsupportable scream, and even cracked pieces of gravel and scattered around...... Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan is about to be crushed under this sword!

【…… Love parting? Mo Wen looked at the lonely figure under the sword, and the emerald green who was desperately approaching him on the side, and sighed secretly, [After breaking free from one shackle, he was put on another shackle, Xiao Fan, you are really hard as the protagonist...... Should I say it's a mess? 】

Just like the arrangement of fate, Baguio's thin figure suddenly exuded a majestic majesty, and with a smile, she suddenly ignored the momentum of the giant sword like a mountain pressing down, and gently came to Zhang Xiaofan.

The sword roared and thundered, the wind whimpered, but Zhang Xiaofan's world suddenly quieted down, at this time, his eyes only had the emerald green in front of him, and his lover's heart gently echoed in his ears: Nine Yin Spirits, the gods and demons of the heavens, with my blood body, as a sacrifice......

In the fierce wind, Baguio looked back and smiled, her cherry lips moved slightly, although the voice could not reach Zhang Xiaofan's ears in this strong wind, but the young man could read his lover's words - "Xiaofan, you must live well." ”

"Ahh Zhang Xiaofan rushed forward frantically, but was pushed away by a gentle force...... The boy who lost his mind rushed to the familiar figure again and again, and it was clearly within reach, and he could take the figure into his arms with just one step.

And that step is the moat.

Glancing nostalgically at her lover, Baguio turned around, opened her arms, and faced the colorful greatsword.

"Puff puff." Faint clouds of smoke and crimson blood mist erupted from her thin body, forming a wall of blood in front of her, which rippled as if the blood was boiling.

"Three lives and seven lives, forever fallen into Yama, just for love, although I die, I don't regret it."

A low chant, as if the girl did not regret the oath, the blood wall shone brightly, rushing upward!

The next moment, the wall of blood and the colored sword collided together!

The incomparably dazzling brilliance could not even discern the color of the light; The loud noise that could not be described in words, Mo Wen only felt that the world was suddenly silent, and only his own heartbeat remained.

No one could see that in this brilliant and dazzling light, the walls of blood scattered in all directions, and wisps of green smoke flew out; The Colorful Qi Sword flew back upside down and collapsed halfway; The gravel on the majestic Tongtian Peak flew horizontally, and huge deep marks appeared on the mountain in an instant, shocking and apocalyptic.

Faintly, a thin figure fell from the air like a feather.

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes widened, and blood-colored tears welled up in his blood-red eyes.

"Don't!!"

……

"Don't ask!" Dao Xuan Zhenren sat upright in the room, his expression was extremely stern, but his voice revealed a trace of weakness: "Yesterday, you injured your fellow door for no reason, and punished you for guarding the spirit in the ancestral hall of the ancestor in Houshan, can you be convinced?" ”

"The disciple receives the punishment." Mo Wen lowered his head slightly, and there was no dissatisfaction on his face.

Mo Wen basically didn't suffer any external injuries in this battle, but the internal injuries were very serious: at the beginning, he was injured by Zhou Yinyi and injured his meridians, and then he was shocked by the blow of the ghost king, and his five organs were displaced, and all six organs were injured. After resting all night, although he could barely walk on the ground, he couldn't even use a trace of spiritual power.

Dao Xuan Zhenren stared at his little apprentice for a long time, and said, "Yesterday, I wanted to get rid of your former friend by punishing immortals, do you have resentment in your heart?" ”

"Yes." Mo Wen replied without thinking: "I know that what the master does is the overall situation, and there is nothing wrong with it, but I still can't let go of my ......" Mo Wen's tone was a little erratic, and he couldn't grasp his mood at this time: "Forgive the disciple for being stupid, after several years of cultivation, I can't look down on everything." "Why am I sad about what was meant to happen? Knowing that Baguio is still alive, knowing that he is powerless to prevent this from happening......]

"That's it...... Go down. Dao Xuan Zhenren sighed.

"The disciple retired." Mo Wen saluted Dao Xuan Zhenren and turned to leave.

[Just like I did back then.] Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the departing figure and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. [One day, time will smooth out the edges and corners of your body, the way of heaven is ruthless and people have it, if you ask for the way, you need to forget it...... You always have to understand. 】

Qingyun Mountain, Xiaozhu Peak.

The stars quietly stared at the vast land with cold eyes, and Lu Xueqi stood alone on the top of the peak, looking at the night sky from afar, letting the biting cold wind continue to blow through her thin body.

"Qi'er." With the sound of soft footsteps, Master Shuiyue slowly walked out of the shadows of the bamboo forest, "Why did you run here again?" ”

She stared closely into the bright eyes of her lover, "Do you think of that person again?" ”

Lu Xueqi was silent for a long time, lowered her head, and said sadly: "Master, why did it become like this?" Shouldn't it be like this? ”

Master Shuiyue was shocked when she heard this, and she seemed to think of what happened to that person back then, and she couldn't help but feel sour in her heart, but she still said something ready in the future: "Qi'er, this is fate, and you and him will be enemies in the future...... You have to remember clearly. ”

After speaking, she also felt that her words were too much, so she couldn't help but sigh and turned to leave.

On the lonely peak, there was only a lonely figure left.

Longshou Peak, back mountain.

Lin Jingyu frantically waved the divine sword in his hand, and the surrounding flowers and trees were wrenched by the fierce sword wind.

"Ahh The boy roared and swung his sword down.

"Boom!" The flat ground cracked in response, forming a pit of a few feet.

"Whew...... Call...... Xiao Fan ...... Master...... Why? Why ......" Lin Jingyu gasped, tears secretly falling when he was inadvertent......

Huqi Mountain.

"Xiaofan, you must live well."

The girl in the hurricane looked back and smiled, and her emerald green dress danced in the wind, like a swaying willow branch, weak and tough.

"No, ahhhh Zhang Xiaofan screamed...... Then woke up.

At this time, he was in a small stone room, simple furnishings, and a familiar voice was faintly heard in the distance...... [It's the person named 'Qinglong'. Zhang Xiaofan remembered.

Following the voice of the green dragon, Zhang Xiaofan stumbled into an ice room full of bone-chilling air, ignoring the eyes of the people around him, Zhang Xiaofan slowly walked to the ice room, walked to the white jade platform, and walked to his haunting figure.

Quietly looking at the smiling and sleeping emerald green woman, Zhang Xiaofan only felt weak and fell softly next to the stone platform.

In the ice room, there was a soft whimper.

"Why are you so stupid...... I haven't told you about the people I saw in that ancient well...... It's you......"

The ghost king held his beloved daughter's cold hand and said nothing.

A butterfly in the Amazon rainforest of South America, with an occasional flap of its wings, could cause a tornado in Texas, USA, two weeks later.

A bucket of ink was poured into the river, and after hours, the water was still clear.

Mo Wen can't be a butterfly, but the impact is far more than the bucket of ink, the long river of time flows quietly, and the direction of the wheel of fate still hasn't deviated too much......

The remaining 299 travelers will enter the world in a year's time.