"That Xuezhi".

Chen An's pupils shrank, this road was indeed too smooth, he always felt that something would happen, but he didn't expect it to be here.

He subconsciously looked at Xuan Yuezhen on the side, but her eyes flickered, half of her body was on the side, and she obviously had a retreat, this woman was really undecided as always.

Chen An sighed secretly, as the saying goes, ** ruthless, the drama is unmeaningful, not to mention that he really doesn't have such a deep friendship with her, expecting her to save her life is completely suicidal, it seems that she can only save herself.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the distance between his position and Shanyang Road, and quietly calculated how many breaths it would take to break through. At the same time, Chen An was also distracted and prepared a speech, planning to stabilize Na Xuezhi first, and then follow up.

It's just that although all this is good, Na Xuezhi on the other side doesn't give him a chance to perform.

There was no declaration of victory, no greetings and no nonsense. As soon as Na Xuezhi appeared, she sat cross-legged, put the white water brocade on her lap, and stroked the strings with her slender hand and played.

The light and beautiful sound seemed to sound from all directions, condensing colorful notes around Chen An and Xuan Yuezhen out of thin air, each note seemed to represent a kind of truth embodied in reality, in a vain attempt to swallow and assimilate the space it enveloped, "The thirteenth form of Xianqu Lunyin, the same sound of creation." ”

Most of these notes surrounded Xuan Yuezhen's body, and only a small part locked on Chen An, which showed who Xue Zhi hated the most in his heart.

This made Xuan Yuezhen, who was two-faced and three-stabbed, completely extinguish his plan to betray Chen An, and instead thought about how likely it was to join forces with Chen An to kill Na Xuezhi.

It's just that after thinking about it, I found that this is not realistic. There are no two Yin God Venerables refining the peak in the Hundred Flowers Valley, so the magic weapon of the town sect in the valley can only stay in the valley to suppress the luck, and it is impossible for her to run away casually. If you want to defeat Na Xuezhi with your bare hands, there is no difference between fighting the Yuan Shen Ancestor alone.

Xuan Yuezhen gritted her silver teeth, there was no hope of escaping, she couldn't help but think of the original arrangement, send Chen An away first, and then make a big deal with that Xuezhi, make the voice louder, and attract the immortal gate not far away to come to mediate, it must be a situation that will not be resolved, but her ultimate goal has been achieved.

As she made up her mind, the entire peaks of the two realms were filled with a layer of pink, and countless petals drifted from the sky, covering the earth in an instant, turning this realm into a dreamlike world.

Xuan Yuezhen is a person who looks forward to doing things, but once he decides to make a move, he is not ambiguous.

The peach blossoms are picturesque and picturesque, and the distinct colors fill everyone's visual senses, making people feel quiet in their hearts, gradually forgetting their worries, and diluting the noisy sound of silk and bamboo in their hearts. The surrounding notes are assimilated in this beautiful picture, one interprets the truth clearly, the other renders the color and whitewashes the truth, and the conflict between the two is harmonious and unified, making the whole world colorful and vivid.

For a while, on the peaks of the two realms, the five aggregates of dogs and horses were fascinated, wandering in the meantime, just wanting to sink forever and never wake up again.

Chen An adhered to the sharpness in his heart, and barely maintained his consciousness in this environment, but he could only escape towards Shanyang Road step by step. Just now, when Xuan Yuezhen made a move, he had already transmitted the sound to him and asked him to go first, and he really couldn't interfere in the battle between the two. Since Xuan Yuezhen is willing to come forward, he will not go to any heroes, just write down this kindness.

Seeing his escape, there was a trace of anger between Xue Zhi's eyebrows, and the green onion and white jade fingers plucked the strings again, and the entire white water brocade stirred up a layer of fluorescence.

The ripples of the fingertips scattered in the air, but in exchange for a voice like crying and complaining, like sorrow and song. This voice seemed to awaken something, and countless similar voices rang out at the same time in heaven and earth, trying to awaken the addict who had sunk into bliss.

These voices are not loud, but they seem to be the most correct truth in heaven and earth, which makes people unable to refute, and can only agree, "The first form of Xianqu Lunyin, the Sanskrit sound of heaven." ”

Chen An's idea of escaping was completely suppressed, and all kinds of thoughts were chaotic, just thinking about going back and fighting to the death with Na Xuezhi. But reason told him that all this was the influence of the sound of the snow zhiqin, and he had to abandon it, and for a while he became in a dilemma, wandering back and forth at the Shanyang crossing, standing still.

Xuanyue's true ten-mile peach forest is also lost under this true story, and it is darkened, and it gradually takes on a bit of illusion, there is a little bit of wind and rain that is about to disappear, her blissful fan realm is about to be completely destroyed before it can play its role, and all the illusions in front of the most real and correct heaven and earth are so vulnerable.

Of course, Xuan Yuezhen would not let that Xuezhi play, she raised her lotus arm, and the shawl of the crooked arm flew up, falling into the world of bliss, which stabilized the world of flowers, and then turned it over with her bare hands, and a white-bottomed oiled paper umbrella painted with hundreds of flowers fell into her palm, and after she opened it, she was about to go to the Xuezhi cover.

It's just that suddenly there was an alarm in her heart, and she didn't have time to think about it, so she subconsciously put the paper umbrella in her hand against the side of her body.

"Roaring ......"

A loud roar resounded through the sky, bringing up a boundless wind, in the wind there were three points of ghostly energy, seven points of cold, and everywhere it passed, the grass, trees, mountains and rocks were all corroded and torn.

Xuan Yue really held the Soul Binding Umbrella, and the True Yuan in her body was frantically injected into it like no money, resisting the wind that could blow down the entire Two Realms Peak. Out of the corner of his eye, the white figure of Xue Zhi blew in front of the evil wind composed of black evil, throwing out like a rag bag, spilling a handful of blood, only Chen An happened to be standing at the Shanyang Road crossing, dodging the demonic wind from the side of the mountain.

The wind only lasted for three breaths, but Xuan Yuezhen felt that a century had passed.

After the wind ended, her wrist bones were cracked, and her body was in pain like pins and needles, and the surface of the soul-binding umbrella in her hand was completely corroded, leaving only a broken umbrella bone. This is not a magic weapon of defense, and it is only because of the sturdiness of the material that can barely resist this wave of impact, and it is already good that there are still some wreckage left in such a strong wind.

I didn't care to see how that Xue Zhi was, Xuan Yue really struggled to raise his head, and saw that there was a big man in a black robe standing at the source of the evil wind at this time, his head was round and his beard was open, his height was afraid that he was not two feet long, the muscles above and below his body were knotted, full of explosive power, and a pair of yellow pupils were shining with a fierce light, and he shot out of his eyes a foot long.

At this time, he stood on the side of the mountain road, looking at the mess all over the ground, quite satisfied with his masterpiece, and said with a wild smile: "I caught you two big fish, even if this king returned in vain this time and did not complete the task, it is very worthwhile, haha......"

"Demon King?" Xuan Yuezhen's face turned pale, and he was shocked and silent.

How is this possible? Didn't the intelligence say that it was the Great Demon White Wind that condensed the true body of the Demon King? The Demon King was not a cabbage, and the Demon Clan had only been supported by the four major Demon Kings for so many years, so it could be seen that it was not much easier to condense the true body of the Demon King than the Pure Yang Yuan God. This time, Bai Feng condensed the true body of the demon king, and he didn't know how much of the demon clan's savings were consumed, how could he still support the existence of another demon king.

"Haha......" Ghost Wu couldn't stop laughing, in fact, he condensed the true body of the demon king before Bai Feng, but for the sake of the overall situation, he had to wait for it, but with his flamboyant personality, where did he endure it, and now seeing the frightened and inexplicable expression of the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Valley, his heart was extremely happy.

"The great plan of our clan is beyond what you can imagine. This king is dormant here to give Yuji Lao'er a surprise, you ...... Huh?"

Ghost Wu was talking freely, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, his face changed, and his big hand immediately grabbed Xuanyue Zhenxu in front of him.

In mid-air, a black giant claw quickly condensed, and slapped it fiercely, turning Xuan Yuezhen and the remains of the Soul Binding Umbrella into a little bit of mana aura.

"Soul stand-in?"

How could the ghost Wu, who had been fighting with the immortal gate for thousands of years, not know what this thing was, Xuan Yuezhen actually took advantage of his boasting opportunity to extract the remnants of the soul binding umbrella and make it into a soul stand-in, staying behind to drag him down, and she herself didn't know where to run to.

Ghost Wu was stunned at first, as if he realized something was wrong, and hurriedly grabbed Na Xuezhi lying on the side with his backhand.

With a light in his hand, he grabbed a gauze coat, and then looked at the place, where was the shadow of Xuezhi.

It turned out that these two people saw that the opportunity was not good, and they had already decided to implement the golden cicada's plan to escape from their shells.

Ghost Wu was furious, he knew that these so-called Xianmen Yushi were very afraid of death, and their ability to escape was several times stronger than their ability to fight, but he never thought that these two people would be able to play these moths after being severely injured by themselves.

He has already condensed the true body of the demon king, even if he is a real person of the Yuan God, without the assistance of a spirit treasure at hand, he is by no means his opponent with an ordinary magic weapon.

However, in the case of taking the lead in sneak attack and severely invading the other party, he was even escaped by two small insects who were less than the primordial god, if this was transmitted back to the clan, he could already imagine what kind of ridicule he would receive. I'm afraid that within a thousand years, Bai Feng will ride on his neck to and pee.

Anger burned in his yellow pupils, and the black aura that was almost boiling was swirling, and without any hesitation, he set up a black wind and chased in the direction of the "Mountain City" of the Immortal Gate.

When passing by the Shanyang Road Crossing, I happened to see Chen An, who was still standing there with his head down, as if he was still affected by the Sanskrit sound of Xuezhi and couldn't move.

Ghost Wu originally relied on the identity of a black household to come to Xianmen to inquire about the news, and by the way, see if there is a chance to take advantage of it and make trouble, and if possible, he even wants to sneak attack the Yuji Daoist. And it was a pure coincidence that he met Xuan Yuezhen and the two of them, and of course they didn't know Chen An's identity. In his eyes, Chen An is just Xuan Yue's real little follower, an insignificant figure.

But just now Xuan Yue really put him together, so that his anger has nowhere to vent, and the kid in front of him happened to hit his hand, he really deserved to be unlucky.

Ghost Wu slapped out with a palm of his hand, carrying a little true body power, and covered Chen An's head.