"Return to the Shadow Lord," he leaned over respectfully, his tone the same as usual, "the Shadow Skeleton has not yet awakened, but there is no fear for his life." As for 'he'......"

Speaking of this, Xiao Wuye slowly stopped.

Ghost Xiao Changyuan couldn't hear this, and glanced back at him.

Xiao Wuye's expression didn't look very optimistic. Ghost Xiao Changyuan's heart moved slightly, and he sighed lightly: "With his heart, slowly torture is." You don't have to blame yourself. ”

Xiao Wuye nodded. But at this moment, somewhere in the depths of the stratum, a strange roar suddenly sounded from a closed place.

The sound pierced through the clouds and cracked the stones, shaking the rock formations and trembling. The flames shook suddenly, and wisps of green smoke came out.

"Uh......" Xiao Wuye felt a pain in his eardrum.

Ghost Xiao Changyuan was silent, and his demeanor couldn't tell whether he was angry or happy. He silently listened to the resentment that seemed to come from Huangquan, but the corners of his mouth slowly rose.

Soon, the roar subsided.

Calm returned to all sides at the same time. Xiao Wuye took his hand away from his ear and lowered his head and exhaled: "Alas, it's another time." ”

“…… Great work. Ghost Xiao Changyuan glanced at him with his peripheral vision, although his words were relieved, he was extremely cold.

Xiao Wuye shook his head, although he was a little tired, he still put on a look of full energy.

How could Ghost Howling Changyuan not be able to see his state. After thinking for a while, he slowly spoke: "Let's go out for a walk." By the way, take a look at the 'handle' is still moisturized. ”

Xiao Wuye's consciousness perked up. He rubbed his eyes and nodded at the Shadow Lord: "My subordinates will go now." ”

Without a moment's delay, Xiao Wuye immediately walked out. But he seemed to think of something again, and suddenly stopped his steps.

"Shadow Lord, the ...... of that stream purple stone" Xiao Wuye asked a little worriedly.

"Nothing." Ghost Xiao Changyuan's tone was stable, "With the handle in his hand, he doesn't dare to mess around." At this moment, he should be on his way to the Golden Halberd Fengjian. ”

…………

In the realm of Qiongtian Palace, the strongest Qingya Academy in the outer three sects guarded the land, fell into boundless killing in the early morning of the fifth watch.

The twists and turns of the stone path are mottled, and under the cliffs of the ancient road, there should be lush green trees, but they are densely covered with heavy killing arrays, surrounded by all directions.

With the blood mist filling, the group of soldiers below is around, which is even more murderous. The sound of the soldiers was sonorous, breaking through the gloomy atmosphere, like killing the gods and harvesting, but at this moment, they aimed at Langran Academy, which should have been indisputable.

At this moment, the Mountain Academy was already in chaos. The noisy conversation of Confucian scholars seemed to reach the bottom of the mountain.

The peaks are magnificent, and the autumn scenery is still there. Energetic, under the golden color of the jungle, a person stood majestically at the head of the group, looking upward.

"The head of the Three Heavenly Sects of the Nether Realm, it is disappointing to see it today."

The palm of the Nine Springs rubbed the halberd, and there was a cloud of anger in his chest that had nowhere to vent.

After the decisive battle of the Shadow Lord a few days ago, the deployment of the Nine Shadows began to shrink. At the same time, due to the wide range of the righteous path's addiction to the Sorrowful Pill, the number of their elites continued to decrease, and under the influence of the other, he, as a general of the battle, felt even more depressed.

At this moment, the huge power of the Nether Heaven, only the Three Sects and the Golden Halberd Fengjian can be seen. According to the instructions of the shadow master, he led the troops to capture the three sects, and Xi Zishi led the crowd to defeat the golden halberd Fengjian.

As far as he is concerned, although he is more willing to go to the Golden Halberd Fengjian to find those "old friends" to take revenge, since the Three Sects are powerful, he is not unacceptable.

However, coming to the rumored Qingya Academy in person today made him very dissatisfied.

"It's just a bunch of scholars and sour Confucians." His nose was snorting, and his eyebrows were full of disdain, "It seems that there is no strong man's flow in it." ”

The noise on the mountain added to his anger. He thought to himself, since this group of scholars didn't know what to do, it was better to let him personally show them the way.

With this decision, he immediately turned around and instructed his subordinates, the deputy general Yan Daju: "You wait here, I will go alone." ”

Yan Daju was stunned for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, he saw that his main general was gone.

I was stunned to see that between the peaks and the chaotic forest, a figure climbed up vigorously. Soon, the figure of the Nine Fountains disappeared from everyone's eyes, and they could no longer be seen.

And at this time, the periphery of Qingya Academy.

The Confucian students of the Wusheng Academy escorted the initiates who were not good at martial arts to hide, and on the other hand, they hurriedly lined up the battle under the command of the martial masters. The huge mountain gate was in an uproar, and the atmosphere of the Qing Dynasty in the past was in chaos.

The staggered figures kept shuttling, and Yi Laoxuan and the others stood in front of the mountain gate, commanding everyone hoarsely. But after a while, their voices became hoarse, but it still did not change the chaotic situation.

There were even Confucian scholars who were in a hurry, trampling on each other, so that more people fell. For a while, the sound of oops was endless, and the chaotic situation went to the next level.

"Master, the Rentian Sword Formation has been arranged." In the midst of the chaos, a young man who was squeezed out of the crown finally walked through the crowd and brought a little result to Yi Laoxuan and the others.

"Very good!" Yi Laoxuan lowered his voice and patted the young man's shoulder, "The group of thieves under the mountain, Sven scum, actually took advantage of the unpreparedness of the mountain gate to besiege us and others. Quickly order the Rentian Sword Formation to come down the mountain and teach them some truths. ”

"Yes!" The young Confucian was in high spirits, and immediately straightened his hat and turned around to leave.

However, at this moment, the people in front of the mountain gate did not expect that danger had suddenly come.

"Uhhh

At the moment when the young Confucian had just turned around, a scream from behind him instantly absorbed all his nerves.

When I turned my head again, I was stunned to see that it was a large piece of blood red that broke into my eyes!

The blood was raised in the air, and before it could be sprinkled, the halberd had already been withdrawn again at the moment of penetration.

Fast as lightning, the blood-stained halberd Ling Ran slaughtered, only to see the flying light in and out, and none of the martial cultivators around Yi Laoxuan were spared, and they were killed on the spot.

Before he could react, Yi Laoxuan saw that the initiates around him died instantly, and while his beard trembled, his instinct made him grab the sword on his side, turn around and slash away.

In an instant, the "bell" sounded violently, opening the gap between the two people.

At the same time as the sword broke, Yi Laoxuan didn't have time to think about it, and the sharp pain had already spread down his arms, and his mind was buzzing.

"It's not interesting."

Jiuzhongquan sighed disdainfully, and with a little more force, Yi Laoxuan was rushed away by the air pressure he suddenly released, and flew out diagonally with his back.

And the crowd at a short distance just realized at this time that the mountain gate had been invaded!

Yi Laoxuan flew backwards, but before he could enter the crowd, he was already caught up by the staggered figure of Jiuzhongquan again, and pinched the throat covered by the long beard.

When he landed, the force was so arrogant that Yi Laoxuan could barely breathe, as if his throat had been cut off.

"You ......" He was hoarse, his red eyes looked directly at the enemy in front of him, but his hands were already numb and unconscious, and the broken sword fell to the ground with a "choking".