For Yuxuan's father-in-law, the Seven Princes have grown up with him, and he has taught them with his own hands, and now he is killed in front of him, how can he be willing, and there is a nameless fire in his heart.

"If you are robbed, you don't have to worry about your father-in-law. Ji Jiu smiled faintly, "I only know that your disciples of the Divine Dynasty have been robbed." ”

"You, good...... It's very okay!" was blocked back by Tianzun in a few words, Yu Xuan's father-in-law couldn't help but look even more ugly, and said a few words coldly, his anger could not be vented, he could only suppress it, and the whole person was like a powder keg that ignited when it met fire.

Seeing this, the rest of the great powers also shook their heads and took a few steps back.

Ji Jiu retracted his gaze and looked at the Water and Sky Mirror in the air, Yu Liang had already performed the Heaven Stealing Technique while hunting the disciples of various forces, so he could now clearly perceive the huge changes in his luck.

Ji Jiu looked at his current luck with the Seven Colors Qi Observation Method, and had already found that there was a little light blue hidden in the thick darkness, although it was only a thin layer on the surface, it was enough to make him smile, after all, there was nothing more important than improving his strength through the tribulation, and there was also some light silver faith power hidden in the black luck.

The mixing of the two phases was enough to neutralize some of the dirt-like black luck, and the strength of the bridge robbery tribulation that he needed to survive would also be greatly reduced.

"This son has such a murderous intention, but it reminds me of a traitor in our Sword Pavilion more than three thousand years ago, does Tianzun have any relationship with it?" Although it seemed that the possibility was basically non-existent, she still wanted to test it.

"I don't know what the sword fairy is talking about? Hearing this, Ji Jiu glanced at her, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes, and then asked lightly.

To be honest, if his identity is revealed now, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages for Ji Jiu, and with the many great powers in the field, it is impossible for them to let themselves go. The Yilian of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, Ji Jiu is not at ease, it is good that she doesn't stab the knife in secret.

In addition, there is a non-friend and foe. None of this is exactly.

"Tianzun really doesn't know or false, my Sword Pavilion is such a famous traitor, the Lord of the Four Caves of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, Ji Demon, known as the youngest god powerhouse in the Baisheng Realm for thousands of years, he has killed countless people in his life, hurt the heavens and reason, and provoked the anger of the heavens, but in the end he blew himself up and died in the battle of Shen Yueyuan. The sword fairy said slowly, ignoring Ji Jiu's gaze.

Hearing the dialogue, the rest of the powers were also interested, and immediately turned their attention to this side, all of them looking interested and watching the play.

"Oh, it turns out that the sword fairy is talking about this person, although he is lonely and unheard, but he has naturally heard of it, and he still yearns for his peerless style, but it's a pity that he was born at the wrong time, otherwise he will definitely have a good time with him. Ji Jiu smiled slightly.

"What I'm guessing now is, will you be its heir?" the Sword Fairy said lightly.

Ji Jiu chuckled lightly and said directly: "What if I say that I am the Ji Demon Head?"

The sword fairy snorted coldly, and directly turned her head away, since she couldn't find anything now, she gave up.

The rest of the people couldn't help but be a little disappointed when they saw this, they were still counting on the two of them to fight, but now it seemed hopeless.

The wine monk glanced at Ji Jiu meaningfully and shook his head slightly.

The depth of this Tianzun's anger, ordinary people are afraid that they can't sense it, only he has a profound Dharma, just looking at it with the eyes of the Buddha, it can be seen that this Tianzun is surrounded by a circle of scarlet halos, at first glance it seems to be an infinite sea of blood, in which he can even hear hundreds of millions of souls crying, countless miserable white arms stretched out from it, as if to drag this Tianzun down from it, and sink forever like them.

"I don't know how many creatures his men killed. The wine monk sighed to himself in his heart.

......

Song Yuhao's current location is a dense forest. The night was so dark that he couldn't see his surroundings clearly, and he was shrouded in a faint mist. But overhead, there was a clear moon and a clear sky, and the stars and moon were slanted down, and the ground was as bright as mercury.

His body stiffened, moving step by step. He felt something cold behind him pierce his backbone, and years of fighting experience told him that it was a piercing murderous aura, so he couldn't turn his head now, he couldn't speed up, and he couldn't turn.

Song Yuhao could only look ahead, the branches of a huge ancient tree spanned the entire dense forest, like a strict gate, and the dense branches cast a heavy shadow on the ground.

"Who is it? Come out, don't pretend to be a ghost. Song Yuhao said loudly.

He is the inner disciple of the Sword Pavilion Hidden Void Peak, and now he is only over six hundred years old, and he is already in the middle stage of palace building, and his future can be described as limitless. He didn't want to die yet, and he had no choice but to come to the Quartet.

The desire to survive made his steps even softer, and his whole body was cursed, and he couldn't raise the slightest courage and strength. He remembered the recent rumors in the forest that ghosts were haunting the night.

A white-haired ghost.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps, so clear that they seemed to sound behind him.

Song Yuhao suddenly turned around, drew his sword, and shouted, "Come on, come on, come and kill me......"

His voice stopped abruptly.

Behind him was the crisp sound of a long knife unsheathed.

Song Yuhao turned around with all his strength, his pupils dilated suddenly, and he saw a white hair, which was as white as silver in the moonlight!

This was the last image in his eyes.

......

"Senior Sister Yan, this is the fourth disciple of our Sword Pavilion to be killed. The petite girl in white was full of unbearable and sad indignation, and regardless of the blood and dirt, she walked back with Song Yuhao's head in her arms, looked at another girl in white and said.

Yan Jianli looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, carrying a long sword, his body was thin and delicate, his white clothes were washed white and patched, and his straw shoes were also torn out of his feet, looking very shabby, and he looked like an ascetic.

"Fourth place?" Yan Jianli's voice was ethereal and clear, but it sounded like a sword, revealing a sharp smell.

She took the dead head, pressed her calloused little hand on the skull, and then she closed her eyes, and a faint call passed down her arm into the skull, and then the rest of the people saw that the dark and empty eyes seemed to move, and finally they changed, condensed, and froze into a picture.

In the night, a long blood-stained hair disappeared into the depths of the forest.

"It's him again, the white-haired ghost. The petite girl said with hatred on her face.

In the eyes of every Sword Pavilion disciple who was killed, a blood-stained white hair disappeared silently. This has become a sign of the white-haired ghost's move.

"I will find him, and then kill him, to avenge my brothers and sisters. Yan Jianli said lightly, although her words were light, they contained infinite murderous aura and anger, and those who knew her knew it well.

......

Everything that happened in the platform was clearly seen by everyone in the outside world, and it included all kinds of details.

So now the Sword Fairy has been out of anger, with her thousands of years of state of mind cultivation, at this time she is still uncontrollable, her beautiful eyes are frosty, she looked at Ji Jiu coldly, and said: "If Tianzun is dissatisfied with me and my Sword Pavilion, just say it, what is it to let the disciples torture and kill my Sword Pavilion disciples?"

The rest of the great powers also secretly smacked their tongues when they saw this, the cruel methods of this white-haired ghost to torture their opponents were no different from cats and mice, which made them feel cold down their spines when they saw it, of course, they were not afraid, they just felt cruel. Therefore, they still have a little sympathy for the Sword Pavilion, and these disciples have provoked this Tianzun or say that they themselves are unlucky.

Ji Jiu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and asked with some confusion: "Why did the Sword Fairy say this? As we all know, as soon as I entered the Heavenly Terrace, I was completely isolated from the outside world, how could I order Yu Liang to slaughter your Sword Pavilion disciples? Besides, I'm not so powerful. ”

"Then why is he so ruthless?" the sword fairy still clung to it.

"How do I know, maybe it's a matter of luck, when Yu Liang comes out, I will definitely teach him a good lesson and give the sword fairy an explanation. Ji Jiu chuckled.

"You...... How can you be so perfunctory?" the Sword Fairy couldn't help but say angrily, her instinct was telling her that this matter must have something to do with Ji Jiu. But Ji Jiu's statement was unreasonable, and her face became even more ugly when she saw the ridicule and sympathetic glances cast around her.

Ji Jiu couldn't help but wrinkle, everyone only felt that at this moment, a cold and oppressive aura came to their faces, as if the dark night was shrouded, only to see Tianzun restrain his smile and asked lightly: "What kind of explanation does the Sword Fairy want to make?

Everyone also felt that the sword fairy was a little aggressive at this moment, and their brows were slightly furrowed.

The only one who is not afraid of making a big deal is the master of the three caves of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, Yi Lian, her two-colored pupils are turning faintly, as if there is a deep vortex that cannot see the bottom, and she smiled lightly: "Okay, I would like to see the sword fairy's sword supernatural powers, but I don't know if there is a chance today?"

Being watched by many Dao eyes, the sword fairy looked embarrassed, and it was not good to say anything more, so he snorted coldly at Ji Jiu, and stopped talking.

"What, does the sword fairy think that I can't be bullied?" and just scold me at will and stop dying?" Ji Jiu refused to give up, the breath of wind and snow flowed in his eyes, but he didn't perform a move that everyone was familiar with, and the next moment, a frost dragon formed by ice and snow condensed appeared out of thin air, and its huge body was filled with thousands of wind and snow, and the temperature in the air also dropped sharply, as if coming to the cold winter wax moon.

The ice and snow dragon looked at each other from afar, and the sword fairy looked at each other from afar, although it was the body of ice and snow condensation, but it was no different from the dragon clan that had recovered its original body, lifelike, delicate, like a crystal clear ice sculpture, but the powerful coercion revealed on its body was something that no one dared to underestimate.

"What do you mean by that?" Seeing this, the sword fairy asked coldly, with the long sword halfway off its sheath.

Ji Jiu shrugged and said: "It's not interesting, it's just that there is a lack of a sword maid under it, and I think the sword fairy is a good choice." ”