"What, stunned?" Just when Mu Qiu was looking at the thunder that had dispersed in the sky in a daze, the female lu came to him in an instant.

"Ahem...... What kind of strength are you, and why are you afraid of the Heavenly Tribulation? Mu Qiu coughed lightly, and he took half a step back to distance himself from the female herm.

He has already understood the power of this woman, she is moody, she is still smiling and communicating in the last second, and she may slap her in the next second.

"Giggle...... Looks like you're scared of me. Seeing Mu Qiu's movements, the female lu covered her mouth and chuckled.

She glanced at Nan Wuyue beside Mu Qiu without a trace, her expression was flat, and there was no change.

The latter felt her gaze, his expression froze, and then the hand holding the long sword couldn't help but tighten.

He felt an extremely strong pressure in the eyes of the female man, just an inadvertent look made his body churn with qi and blood, this kind of strength, Rao is Nan Wuyue also changed color a little.

"This little bit of dead air can only barely let me rest, but that's all, so don't hope too much for me."

"All I can do is to save your life under my hands during the merger period, and don't think about the rest."

The female lu deliberately approached Mu Qiu and whispered softly in his ear.

When Mu Qiu heard this, although he was a little disappointed, he still smiled slightly, and then hugged his fist at the female and said, "That's enough." ”

He went to the Yin Moon Palace this time, it should be extremely dangerous, the yin hatred is fierce and vicious, and he is often decisive, and now, with the strength of the whole sect, he is waiting for his arrival in the Yin Moon Palace.

If you want to say that Yin Qiu didn't make any preparations, Mu Qiu would never believe it.

It's just that he has to go to this Yin Moon Palace.

In the life soul, the cause and effect of the Qingxu Sect's junior disciples, as well as Qin Ruoran's life.

All of these made him have to go and make a break with the enmity.

With the hole card of the female lu, Mu Qiu's heart gradually has some confidence, and at that time, even if he is defeated, he will be able to retreat with his whole body.

"Let's go, this time I want to give a big gift to the Yin Moon Palace, otherwise, I'm afraid I'm sorry for the hundreds of junior disciples who died tragically in my Qingxu Sect." Mu Qiu stretched out his hand to recall the burial immortal coffin, clenched his fists, and said in a cold voice.

Seeing this, the female squire turned into a streamer and burrowed into the coffin.

Bang, bang, the lid of the coffin closed again.

Mu Qiu waved his hand and put the funeral immortal coffin on his back again, then glanced at Nan Wuyue, and the two nodded under each other's eyes.

Summoned the flying sword and flew in the direction of the Yin Moon Palace.

This road, in addition to reaching the Yin Moon Palace, will also pass by a place, which is the Qingxu Gate.

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Qingxu Gate, the first sect that Mu Qiu stepped into the world of cultivating immortals, was a peaceful mountain gate back then, but now it is full of ruins.

Mu Qiu and Nan Wuyue stepped on the broken stairs and walked towards the mountain step by step.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scenes around him, Mu Qiu couldn't help but sigh lightly.

≈quot; Brother...... ≈quot;

"Senior Brother......

Familiar figures brushed in his mind, and the call seemed to have not dispersed in his ears.

Looking at Mu Qiu, who was a little melancholy, Nan Wuyue didn't speak, but quietly followed behind and walked up the mountain with him.

After a while, the two came to Lengzhu Peak.

Here, the cold has been lost, the snow-white bamboo has returned to green, and occasionally flocks of birds play in the bamboo forest.

Although all this is full of vitality, it is not that Mu Qiu has no sense of familiarity.

"Let's go......" Mu Qiu Chong Nan Wuyue smiled helplessly, summoned the rusty sword, and wanted to leave.

At this moment, on Huayun Peak in the distance, a brilliant spell light rose, and then, a series of explosions came.

Mu Qiu and Nan Wuyue glanced at each other and swept towards Huayun Peak.

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After the Qingxu Gate was shattered, Lin Zifeng and Min Lian became a pair of immortal couples, and the two traveled to the Immortal Continent hand in hand.

However, in this troubled world, how can it be as the two of them wish.

During an expedition, they were chased and killed because they offended the Bloody Gate, but fortunately, the two were lucky enough to escape.

During this period, the two have been incognito, living a life of fear in the mortal world.

Even so, every year they will take time to go up the mountain to pay tribute to the dead disciples of Qingxumen.

Just a few days ago, that mysterious man wrote eight big characters in the sky with sword qi, and the two of them were happy when they saw it.

The name Mu Qiu, Lin Zifeng still remembers it vividly, that newcomer trial, this person obviously has the strength to win the first place, but in order to take revenge, he wants to give the first place away, this kind of mentality, it is not impossible to make a public provocation of the Yin Moon Palace.

And Min Lian was happy, but he was a little distressed, he must have suffered a lot when he was crawling in the world of cultivating immortals.

She has always taken care of Mu Qiu as a younger brother, and she can't help but feel a little relieved to see that thin young man grow up to this point, and have such heavenly strength.

The two discussed it and decided to set foot on the Qingxu Gate again and tell the good news to the deceased Qingxu Sect junior brother.

However, not long after the two of them arrived, a group of bloody monks dressed in bloody clothes also quietly arrived.

"You guys really don't go away!" Lin Zifeng covered his chest, stared at the blood without a soul and said sharply.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that in addition to snatching the treasure of my bloody sect, the two of you are also the remnants of the Qingxu Sect, which is a surprise for me." The Blood Soulless held the blood-colored war knife in his hand, and there was a banter in his tone.

When Lin Zifeng heard this, his face couldn't help but change, he heard that the Blood Demon Gate was the lackey of the Yin Moon Palace, and now, it seems that the rumors are true.

He looked anxious, if it was an ordinary Blood Demon Sect monk, even if the two of them were defeated, they would have a chance to escape.

However, this Blood Soulless Sect is the Young Master of the Blood Demon Sect, and the strength of the early Yuan Infant is a big step higher than the early stage of the two of them.

"Li'er, wait for me to hold him back, you find a chance to escape!" Lin Zifeng whispered to Min Lian beside him, his golden pill power rotated wildly, suppressing the injuries in his body, and his face was full of determination.

"Zifeng, if you die, how can I live alone." Gu Xing's beautiful eyes slid down a clear tear, and her eyes were full of love when she looked at Lin Zifeng.

Then she smiled gracefully and continued, "We have long agreed that life and death will not be separated, so if I say this kind of thing again, I will be angry. ”

There was no fear in his eyes.

"Ahem...... Well, life and death are inseparable! The boiling qi and blood made Lin Zifeng cough out involuntarily.

Seeing this, Min Lian hurriedly took out a pill and handed it to him.

The latter took the pill, the surging qi and blood gradually calmed down, he grabbed Min Lian's jade hand, looked at each other and smiled, then raised his head and looked at the blood without a soul, and there was no fear on the faces of the two.

"When death is on the verge of death, you are still in the mood to fall in love and love, since this is the case, I will fulfill you." Seeing that he was being ignored, a fierce color appeared between his eyebrows.

He raised the war knife in his hand, shouted softly, and slashed it down.

Suddenly, the blood-colored sword with a violent momentum struck at Min Lian and the others.

Before the sword arrived, the clothes of the two were crackled by the momentum.

Feeling the terrifying aura of the blood-colored sword, Min Lian and Lin Zifeng glanced at each other with nostalgic eyes, and slowly closed their eyes.

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