Chapter Eighty-Four: Defeat

In the clouds and mist, after the master of her own house commanded, the woman who called Shangguan Jing reluctantly sighed, brushed away the snow and mist, revealing a delicate and delicate body.

I saw that his eyebrows were furious, his thin lips were raised, and his face was frosty.

Qiong's nose between her delicate and flushed cheeks wrinkled, and when she glared at Xiahou Chun and hummed softly, her double-haired jade shook and jingled.

More than thirteen years old, cardamom tips in early February.

If Fang Xi is soft like a rose, stunning but thorny; Murong smoke is like a peony, graceful and luxurious.

Then this woman is a delicate and cold plum, the snow mist is drifting, and the frost is shrouded in mist.

Murong Yan's eyes flowed, and after smiling lightly, a graceful aura from the Southern Chu royal family was inadvertently revealed, only to see her moving forward, standing side by side with Xiahou Chun, and said with a smile: "There is a little fairy Lao to introduce you." ”

Fang Xirou raised her eyebrows, stood proudly, stood on the other side of Xiahou Chun, with her hands behind her, her chin was raised, and her arrogant gaze jumped directly over that Shangguan Jing, and her gloomy gaze passed through the layers of fog, and directly transmitted the sound for thousands of miles, reaching the top of Funiu Mountain:

"Lingshan Fang Xirou, with the prince of Dajing, Xiahou Chun, and the princess of Southern Chu, Murong Yan, visit the dust-free door!"

The little girl was furious, "How can mortals trespass in the forbidden land of the Immortal Family? Get out! ”

Xiahou Chun frowned, could it be that the Dustless Sect really took refuge in Xuanzong?

A faint word came from Funiu Mountain: "Please." ”

The covered man approached, Gaishuang's long sword shook, and said coldly: "This is a thousand miles of transmission, it seems that this head of the Dustless Sect has a good cultivation." ”

Murong Yan condensed and said, "Can there be a breakthrough above the infant refining?" ”

The refining of the infant is called the spirit god, because it can travel far away with divine consciousness, so it is also called the 'spirit realm', and the Taoist gate is called the Yuan Shen realm.

Fang Xirou sneered, "How lofty the Yuan Shen is, it is rare in the entire Dao Gate, how can the Dustless Gate have this opportunity." ”

Xiahou Chun bowed his head and said: "He has a refining baby in charge, and I also have a beautiful woman to escort me, so this trip is fine." ”

"Wait!" The little girl drank Xiahou Chun, who was about to burrow into the snow mist.

Patting the embroidered bag on the waist, after a ding, the snow mist churned, and a jade bowl came into view.

The jade bowl looked like a white tiger, and the hideous appearance was lifelike, Xiahou Chun was surprised: "It turns out that the white tiger is actually a machine spirit." ”

Shangguan Jing snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Lonely and unheard, rare and strange." ”

Fang Xirou glanced at it lightly and sneered: "It's just a small spiritual weapon, this girl has destroyed a spiritual weapon over the years, if not a thousand, but eight hundred." ”

Shangguan Jing was furious: "Your family opened a spiritual artifact workshop, and you don't look in the mirror if you brag." ”

Murong Yan coughed lightly, and said with a soft smile: "This fairy is really right, the artifacts sold by the Spirit Weapon Alliance are from our hands." ”

As soon as these words came out, the little girl was speechless.

"Huh?" Xiahou Chun was also stunned, "The Spirit Weapon Alliance belongs to your family?" ”

The overlay snorted coldly, "The reason why Qianyan attacked my Nanchu is that he takes a fancy to the method of 'True Spirit Nine Forging' that has been inherited for thousands of years, and if you master this method, you can refine the true weapon, what is the small spiritual weapon." ”

Now that he has stepped into the cultivation realm, some organizational forces are gradually becoming familiar with it, and the spiritual weapon alliance in Murong Yan's mouth specializes in selling spiritual weapons, magic weapons, magic weapons, and magic weapons, etc., of course, the real human realm has exclusive true treasures that are also involved, but there are few in the world in ordinary times.

Fang Xirou glanced at the person covering the face with interest, and suddenly said with a smile: "Listening to Your Excellency's voice, it seems that you are only thirty years old, why do you cover your face with an iron crown all the year round, is there any trouble?" ”

The masked man looked coldly, "What do you have to do with it?" ”

After Murong Yan calmed down a little, he sighed lightly: "Sister Nanguan does have a hard time, why should Sister Fang poke people's scars." ”

Shangguan Jing on the side slapped the jade and said angrily: "Are you going to go?" ”

Xiahou Chun clenched his fists and confessed, and after saying that he was tired, he took a group of people to the Jade Tiger Hunt.

As soon as I entered, I felt that the spirit was vigorous, and it looked like a white jade frame, but it was actually the same as a sedan chair flying house, and it was not a problem to accommodate more than ten people.

Murong Yan commented: "Na Sumeru is in mustard seeds, and the space is hidden in the magic spirit, but the technique is still rough, this spiritual weapon should be refined by the Dragon Society." ”

The Dragon Society, along with the Spirit Weapon Alliance, Qionglu Pavilion and Pan Taoyuan, is listed as the 'Four Great Chamber of Commerce', which is comparable to the Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce in the three state capitals.

Shangguan Jing pinched for a while, and after the jade tiger shook slightly, he floated into the air.

Although she was guessed by Murong Yan, she still had a stiff mouth and retorted: "The Dragon Guild will only resell spirit beast blood bones and pill herbs, when did it switch to striking iron?" ”

Murong Yan smiled lightly, didn't argue, stepped forward, stood side by side with Xiahou Chun, and enjoyed the snow.

Fang Xirou glanced at it, "Haven't you seen enough of this broken snow, you've seen it all the way." ”

Xiahou Chun said with a smile: "I look at the extraordinary formation of this Funiu Mountain, quite mysterious, just now I waited for the place to catch it, like a depression at the mouth of the basin, and now it is getting deeper and deeper, and it has the meaning of 'sinking deeper and deeper'." ”

Shangguan Jing was harnessing the flying sword, and snorted proudly, "Even if you are right, the place where you have just entered is the outer formation of my Dustless Gate's 'Prison Dragon Barberry Formation', which is called the 'Fog Lock Formation'.

The festival of summer and autumn uses the morning mist as a formation to block mortals from entering the mountains; In spring and winter, the road is closed with rain and snow, and pedestrians break in, such as falling into nine fogs, and it is difficult to get out. ”

Xiahou Chun glanced at the mountains and forests below, there seemed to be corpses and animal bones, no one buried them, as if they were trapped by the formation after accidentally breaking into this place, looking at their number, there were nearly more than 100.

Humans and beasts are dead, without exception.

Fang Xirou said expressionlessly: "Your family is really a good cultivator. ”

Shangguan Jing didn't care, and said leisurely: "What does it have to do with me if they are dead or alive? ”

Xiahou Chun bowed his head lightly: "I have heard that your sect practices the 'ruthless way', and today I know the true meaning." ”

After a few words, there was no more to say.

Until half an hour later, a fallen mountain range lay in front of it, the peaks of the mountains were lined with pavilions, the weather was myriad, the occasional flying sword swept by, the rainbow flashed, the breath collided, and the ripples rippled.

The jade tiger floated into the air, and after a flash of spiritual light, it seemed that there was a light to probe and leave.

After falling into the clouds and breaking through the snow fog, the flying bowl landed on a bluestone platform.

More than a dozen young people in Xuan-robes approached around him, watching coldly, and the meaning of alienation and indifference could not be more obvious.

Shangguan Jingsu waved his hand, the token swept out, and said lightly: "This is the head of the family, and it cannot be stopped." ”

A chuckle sounded: "The head of the distinguished guest also needs to verify his identity, otherwise if there is an evil demon mixed in, who will be responsible?" ”

Xiahou Chun and the others raised their eyes and saw a blue-robed young man coming slowly.

Looking at its breath, it is actually a refining infant.

Shangguan Jing snorted coldly, and secretly transmitted a message to Xiahou Chun: "This person's name is Yao Ziziyu, and he is the disciple grandson of Elder Taishang. ”

Xiahou Chun glanced at her and replied, "This guy doesn't deal with you, what are you doing with us?" ”

Shangguan Jing snorted lightly, "Your intention, the ancestor knows it, it is nothing more than trying to pull me on your chariot at the dustless gate, in fact, this matter is not impossible, but there is still a force in the mountain gate that has repeatedly obstructed, and is bent on returning to Xuanzong, this Yao Ziyu is one of them, if you can convince it, this sect will help you and others." ”

Fang Xirou sneered lightly, "What do you do to persuade?" You can't just get it. ”

After saying that, her body jumped, Yao Ziyu's eyes lit up, and she was light, as if she wanted to take her into her arms.

"Smack!"

A miserable scream resounded across the platform, and Yao Ziyu was directly slapped and flew upside down.