In the days that followed, the fairy world entered a period of adjustment.

After Fu Wenxuan was eliminated by Mu Chengye, he finally came to his senses. He went back to the Qingmen Green Jade Workshop to adjust the state of the monks, and arranged for the monks who were not injured to rebuild the Xianmen.

The monks of Hanhai Cangming also retreated back and reorganized everything that had been destroyed in the Immortal Gate.

In this order, the fairy world returned to normal within a month. It's as if what happened before was like a dream.

Xie Qian continued to be in front of the Immortal Venerable, who had no role to play by himself, and sent people to find Jiang Qiu's whereabouts from time to time. Mu Chengye went back to the Demon Realm to appease the emotions of those who wanted to make trouble.

It is said that he is now planning to move the demon world to the fairy world. If it weren't for the strong opposition of several kings, maybe the demon world would have joined the immortal world collectively.

After a long time of stability, Xie Qian also began to slack off. She no longer looked for Jiang Qiu and began to be busy for the Midyear Festival. On this day, the strength of the monks will be weaker, while the power of the evil spirits will be at its maximum.

She was worried that there would be evil spirits taking the opportunity to do something that day, so she was completely prepared, but she didn't expect that she didn't prevent the resurgence of Jiang Qiu.

He was able to live because of the hatred in his heart. Now such a good opportunity, naturally I will not let it go.

As soon as the time of the Son of Heaven arrived, the entire outside of the immortal realm was wrapped in evil qi. Powerful forces summoned countless evil spirits and surrounded the gates of each immortal gate.

And Jiang Qiu's first target was the Qingmen Green Jade Fang.

The evil qi seeped into the immortal gate, and many monks shouted. Soon the evil qi formed a strong flame, burning the mountains of the Qingmen Green Jade Fang.

Fu Wenxuan and Fu Mingke were about to escape with a group of monks, but they found that this place was wrapped in an enchantment, and it was impossible to escape at all.

They had no choice but to lead the monks to retreat to the relative safety of the back mountain, and then sent a distress signal to Xie Qian.

Xie Qian was still thinking about how to recover the evil spirits, but when he received the emergency notice, he felt a little caught off guard. She didn't care about anything else, and went directly to the Qingmen Green Jade Workshop.

Along the way, a large number of evil spirits poured over like a river, and it looked extremely infiltrating.

By the time she landed at the Immortal Gate, there was not much left of the entire Qingmen Green Jade Workshop. Fortunately, Fu Wenxuan reacted in time and retreated with his disciples so that there were not many casualties.

Jiang Qiu stood on the top of the burned mountain, looking coldly at everything in front of him. His plain white clothes glowed coldly in the moonlight, and the evil air around him slowly rose.

When he saw Xie Qian, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Xie Qian, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time." There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and there was a sense of desolation that matched the tear moles in the corners of his eyes.

He relied on the resentment in his heart to preserve his soul, dragging his seriously injured body to escape from the vicissitudes of the Kaihan Sea. He entered the woods full of evil qi outside Qizhou City and encountered a large number of evil spirits. They felt the strong evil aura on him, and they all wanted to come and devour him.

But the evil spirits do not know that the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. Jiang Qiu easily devoured these evil spirits and regained most of his strength.

He still wants to take revenge on the entire immortal world, especially the Qingmen Green Jade Fang, which took the lead in interceding for Kunyu Luo Ze. So he stayed in the woods, and on weekdays he dwelled in the nameless lake to avoid the search of the fairy world, and at night he would come out to devour evil spirits to heal his injuries.

Finally, when it came to the Midyear Festival, his strength was more than twice as strong, so he chose to come and implement his plan.

Xie Qian looked at him, his eyes were full of sadness, and he sighed: "Stop it, Jiang Qiu, there's no point in you doing this!" ”

It's a pity that Jiang Qiu has planted hatred in his heart, and he can't persuade him at all with a word. He lifted his long sword, stared at Xie Qian and said word by word: "I said, there is no turning back." ”

He closed his eyes now, as if he could still see his people dissipating in the fire. and the desperate cries of the family, constantly echoing in the ears. He trembled, and secretly vowed in his heart that he would avenge them.

Only by subverting the Three Realms can we be worthy of the lives that have passed. Otherwise, even if you go to reincarnation, you won't have the face to face them again.

Xie Qian also knew that a sentence would not make sense, so he simply pinched the trick to conjure up a spirit hairpin, resisted it in front of his chest, and said: "In this case, even if I risk my life, I will stop you!" ”

Jiang Qiu raised his long sword and rushed towards Xie Qian, and the huge sword qi made Xie Qian's pace unstable. She didn't pay attention, and was pierced through the chest by Jiang Qiu's long sword.

She gritted her teeth, thrust the spirit hairpin into Jiang Qiu's chest fiercely, and took advantage of his daze to pull out her long sword and take two steps back. This longsword has special talismans on it, so the wound cannot be healed.

Jiang Qiu stood firmly, looked at the hairpin that turned into green smoke on his chest, and suddenly sneered. I didn't expect Xie Qian to be so careless when he was fighting, he was simply the most suitable person to be the god of war.

He touched the wound and it healed instantly. Then he held out his hand, and the sword returned to his hand again. He flew over and stabbed at Xie Qian.

Xie Qian turned his head to dodge, but because of excessive blood loss, his body was obviously a little unstable on his feet. She stumbled, and Jiang Qiu's long sword stabbed again.

She could only use the spirit hairpin to set up a long sword, but the hairpin in her hand had no substance, and it suddenly turned into green smoke and dissipated!

Seeing that the long sword was about to stab Xie Qian's back, countless bamboo leaf butterflies suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. The long sword was resisted by the enchantment formed by the bamboo leaf butterfly, and retreated against Jiang Qiu's body.

Xie Qian took the opportunity to retreat to a safe place, pinched the trick and stuck a spirit talisman on his chest to stop the bleeding.

Before he could stand firm, Jiang Qiu had already killed the bamboo leaf butterfly and attacked this side. Xie Qian When Xie Qian was about to pinch the magic to transform the hairpin again, a flash of light suddenly flew in the air.

She subconsciously caught it, and a powerful force came from her fingertips. She opened her hand suspiciously, and saw a spirit hairpin lying quietly in it.

This time, the hairpin was very simple, except for a red bead and a butterfly that rested on top of the bead, there was nothing else.

Xie Qian gathered his strength slightly, and the hairpin turned into a long sword, and he was full of dissatisfaction.

She looked up at the direction where the spirit hairpin flew from, and saw Mu Chengye giving her a thumbs up and said, "Coriander, what I promised you before, now give it to you!" ”

Xie Qian nodded, and then rushed towards Jiang Qiu.

However, Jiang Qiu stopped, glanced at Mu Chengye coldly, and raised his hand to summon the evil spirit.

The sky around them suddenly darkened, and a large number of evil spirits poured down. Xie Qian was completely wrapped in it, and then fell into the illusion.

Jiang Qiu said coldly: "When we fight, we don't need outsiders to watch. ”