Demon Dao Exercises.

There are a lot of demon cultivation in Western Xinjiang, and various exercises are spreading.

In the eyes of cultivators in the Western Frontier, there is a natural gap between demon cultivators and sword cultivators and aura cultivators.

Demon cultivators are more cold-blooded than other cultivators.

It is said that Li Mubai, the sect leader of the Shangyang Demon Sect, the first demon path major cultivator in Western Xinjiang, once killed his own Taoist companion with his own hands.

This is also why Jiang Ming would especially remind Han Muye when he saw Han Muye doing business with Bai Suzhen.

Most of the demon cultivators in the Western Frontier did not end well.

"I know you don't have any prejudice against demon cultivators." Huang Lao Liu looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.

"Otherwise, you wouldn't be entangled with Bai Suzhen."

These words turned Han Muye's originally serious face into a smile.

Indeed, in his view, there is no right or wrong in cultivation, it only depends on whether the practitioner's original mind can be correct.

Tang Chi's cultivation is the true inheritance of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, so what?

This time it wasn't for him to deliberately delay, and the defense line of Fengshou Mountain might not be breached.

"It's still the sixth brother, you can see it through." Han Muye shook his head, and also reached out to peel a sweet potato.

Han Muye didn't stay at Huang Laoliu for long, said a few words, and got up to leave.

On the cliff in the distance, Li San was carrying a wine gourd, and he poured it without a mouthful.

Han Muye stepped forward and took out his small gourd.

He took a long sip of sad wine, then turned the gourd downwards and let the precious wine scatter.

"There is a rule in my hometown that if you spill wine on the ground, those who have passed away will be able to drink it."

Han Muye said, holding the wine gourd and signaling it into the air: "Tenth brother, nineteen respect you." ”

Li San raised his head, also raised the wine gourd, and then poured it hard.

"Lu Shi, this guy, has thoughts about me."

Spilling the wine in the wine gourd in the same way as Han Muye, Li San suddenly spoke.

"He knew that I was waiting for Deng Chungang, so he didn't mention it to me."

"Before he came, he deliberately borrowed my wine gourd and replaced all my wine with water."

Li San looked into the distance, with a mocking smile on his face: "That fool, I think that if you cook something delicious and keep staying in the spiritual ground, I can have thoughts about him?" ”

"Ridiculous."

After speaking, she stood up and handed a small cloth bag to Han Muye.

"This is what Lu Shi asked me to give to you."

"Give back the spirit stone of your elixir."

The last time Lu Shi came to Fengshou Mountain, he borrowed the elixir from Han Muye.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and took the cloth bag, which was full of all kinds of spiritual materials, a lot of spirit stones, and some sword weapons.

There are all kinds of them, and the value is estimated to be hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

Han Muye held the cloth bag tightly.

To be honest, he didn't think about letting Lu Shi return the spirit stone of the elixir.

He is not lacking.

"When this battle is over, I will leave the Nine Xuan Sword Gate."

Li San, who had walked a few steps, paused and said lightly: "I'm not interested in being in the same sect with someone like Tang Er." ”

With that, she grabbed her sword and walked straight away.

Han Muye sat on the cliff, looked at the demon clan station in the distance, and sighed lightly.

"Hehe, at a young age, just sigh like this."

"If the old man was your age, he would have directly beheaded that Tang Er."

Tu Sunshi, whose hair was unkempt, stood on the edge of the mountain rock at some point, stroked his beard, and sniffed lightly: "The wine is good." ”

Han Muye raised his hand and shook the little gourd over.

Tu Sun Shi took the gourd and lifted it directly, and a crystal liquor fell into his mouth.

"Good wine!"

As soon as he took a sip into his throat, he laughed, hugged the small gourd and drank a few sips, and then he couldn't put it down.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Han Muye waved his hand.

This wine, when he drank it with Lu Shi and them, he felt extremely happy.

Now, Li San didn't want to stay in the Nine Xuan Sword Gate anymore, and Lu Shi had also fallen.

This wine, the more I drink it, the more sad I become.

Tu Sun Shi laughed, picked up the wine gourd, and said, "Boy, you will get used to it in the future." ”

"Cultivation is a lonely journey."

"Three to five hundred years later, if there is no one in the world, you will no longer have the mind you have today."

Han Muye nodded.

He knew that what Tu Sun Shi said was right.

Cultivators often live for thousands of years, and eventually their companions will fall one after another.

No wonder those ancestors can really break off their feelings.

But there's nothing left to worry about.

"Don't say it, there are a lot of powerful juniors in your Nine Xuan Sword Sect, but it's really ruthless, it's still that Tang Er."

"If today's things are really done, there will be a place for him in the entire Western Xinjiang." Tu Sunshi looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face: "It's a pity that people can't compare to heaven after all." ”

After speaking, Tu Sunshi turned his head to look at the mountains and forests in the distance, where the demonic aura was rising.

"Boy, it's not easy to get through the next battle."

"Don't die here."

Han Muye laughed and looked up at Tu Sun Shi: "Seniors are too." ”

These words made Tu Sunshi laugh out loud, and the voice spread thousands of feet away, attracting countless eyes.

Tu Sun Shi left, Han Muye sat cross-legged, and the immortal pills in the dantian rotated, swaying aura.

He came here without sleep, another big battle, and he was indeed exhausted to the extreme.

Kneeling and pranayama, his mind was retracted, and the sword qi in his body was constricted, like a mountain stone.

……

"Boom-"

When Han Muye opened his eyes, it was already the rising sun.

There was a roar in the distance.

"Last night, the demon clan army has been pushed to the front line of Yunchaoling." Li San, holding a long sword, stood on the cliff, with a fine light in his eyes and the morning sun.

"Over there is the direction of the Yuntai Dao Sect."

"It is estimated that the Yuntai Dao Sect is surrounded."

Yuntai Taoist Sect, one of the nine major factions in Western Xinjiang.

The station is near Fengshou Mountain, and the Yuntai Dao Sect has already prepared.

In the distance, a curtain of light rose one after another, and then it was crushed by the demonic qi in the sky.

The roar was like thunder.

"Can you hold it?"

Han Muye took a deep breath and asked.

Li San shook his head and said, "I can't hold it." ”

Can't hold it.

The Yuntai Dao Sect is just one of the nine major factions, and it can't stop the siege of the Southern Wilderness army.

"So, we're just looking at it?" Han Muye's eyes narrowed and he spoke in a deep voice.

"The demon clan over there has definitely arranged a strong man, just waiting for us to come to the rescue." Li San's face was calm and he looked at Han Muye.

"I'm crazy to kill people, but I'm not stupid."

At this time, who will go to the rescue, who will not become a fool to drill into the snare?

Boom, loud and loud.

Grain

The clouds over there were dyed blue.

Hundreds of miles away, hundreds of thousands of cultivators on Yunchao Ridge just watched.

Han Muye only felt that an unsolvable depression was condensing in his heart, making him not vomit and be unhappy.

He flew to his feet and turned his head to look at the mountains and forests behind him.

"Senior Tu Sunshi, Yuntai Dao Sect is besieged, are we just watching it?"

His voice was high-pitched, and it was heard ten miles away.

Below, countless cultivators looked up at him.

Li San looked at Han Muye.

She didn't understand why Han Muye wanted to come forward at this time.

Today, no one can save the Yuntai Dao Sect.

"Han Muye, who are you and you?" A cold voice came, and a young man wearing a green robe with a sword on his back flew and hung quietly in the air.

The green robe, the long sword, and the sword intent on the body rushed into the sky.

The elite of the younger generations of the Taiyi Sword Sect, Sun Jinshi is not to blame.

"You Jiuxuan Sword Sect is not responsible for the loss of Fengshou Mountain, but now you are here to ask why you are watching the Yuntai Dao Sect being besieged."

Sun Jinshi had a sneer on his face and stared at Han Muye: "If you have the ability, you can rescue the Yuntai Dao Sect by yourself." ”

Hearing Sun Jinshi's words, the countless cultivators below shook their heads.

The defeat of Fengshou Mountain was due to the Jiuxuan Sword Gate, and more because of the arrival of the Great Demon of the Southern Wilderness, and the Western Frontier was unable to support the defense line, so it could only retreat.

But what Sun Jinshi said was right, if you want to find a culprit, it is naturally the Nine Xuan Sword Gate.

Han Muye's gaze swept over Sun Jinshi's body, then looked at the long sword he was carrying behind his back, and said lightly: "It turns out that he is also a guy like Tang Er." ”

His words made Sun Jinshi's face change, and the long sword behind his back was unsheathed.

Han Muye ignored him, and his body turned into a streamer.

"Tu Sun Senior, junior daring, invite you to go to Yuntai Dao Sect, do you dare to go along?"

Han Muye let out a long roar, and his voice shook for hundreds of miles!

Invite the first sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang to go to Yuntai Dao Sect together!

I also asked if I dared to go along!

This shout made the eyes of all the cultivators on Yunchao Ridge widen.

Crazy, or stupid?

Sun Jinshi glared, gritted his teeth, and the sword in his hand revealed a ten-zhang edge.

"Look for death!"

He raised his hand, and the sword light stabbed at Han Muye.

Tu Sun Shi is the first sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang.

But even if he was the No. 1 sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang, he didn't dare to face several Southern Wilderness demons at the same time.

Han Muye is now inviting the rescue of Yuntai Dao Sect, and he is obviously asking Tu Sun Shi to die!

"Get out."

Just as Sun Jinshi's sword light stabbed at Han Muye, Li San below raised his hand with a sword and directly scattered Sun Jinshi's sword light.

"Just because you don't have the guts to go doesn't mean that others won't go."

Li San's long sword was drawn, and he shouted loudly: "Li Xixi of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate is willing to go-"

Her body turned into a blue light, and she followed Han Muye to the Yuntai Dao Sect.

Ahead, a demonic light rose.

Those were the realm masters of the demon clan who rushed into the sky to block the sword light.

In the distance, there were three demonic rays that covered the heavens and the earth and turned them into pillars of smoke.

"Master Tu Sun, do you have the courage to come?"

The sound was like thunder, roaring and exploding.

Then, it's time for a long laugh.

What about the first sword cultivation in Western Xinjiang?

At this time, don't you also have to obediently shrink your head?

On the entire Yunchao Ridge, the cultivators of the Western Frontier gritted their teeth one by one.

But no one wanted Tu Sunshi to make a move.

There are only four Heavenly Realm Overhauls in Western Xinjiang.

If Tu Sunshi doesn't make a move, it can still be used as a deterrent.

Once he made a move, he was besieged by three powerhouses of the same level, and he couldn't see any hope of winning at all.

Whether it is the fall of Tu Sunshi or the serious injury, it is a critical situation for Western Xinjiang.

"Master, don't go!" The pale-faced Sun Jinshi turned his head and shouted.

"Can't go?"

In the void, Tu Sunshi's voice sounded.

Tu Sun Shi, who was dressed in a cyan robe, wearing a purple and gold crown, and carrying a fine light long sword, did not look sloppy yesterday.

"Where not to go?"

Tu Sun Shi took a thousand steps, his body was like a thunderbolt, and the sword light turned into a staggered dragon.

"It's the station of my Western Xinjiang Yuntai Dao Sect, and I, a monk from Western Xinjiang, can't go?"

"Or is it that in this world, there is a place where I can't go to Master Tu Sun?"

Tu Sun Shi took one step at a time, and he was a hundred miles in an instant.

"Haha, it's good to come!"

There was a long laugh in the cloud pillar transformed by the Great Demon of the Southern Wilderness, and then the three cloud pillars crashed into Tu Sun Shi.

"Boy, you ask me if I dare to go, you see if the old man dares."

Master Tu Sun smiled, raised his hand and summoned the long sword behind his back, and with a sweep of the sword light, the dragon shadow flew out in an instant.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed, and he whispered in his mouth: "Tianlong." ”

Lieyang Palace, Zhengong Swordsmanship, Heavenly Dragon.

This style of swordsmanship, Han Muye has seen it from the sword pill.

The ten thousand heavenly dragons were wrapped in wind and thunder, and they crashed straight into the big demon cloud pillar blocking the front.

The pillar of clouds was knocked open, revealing one of the large men covered in scales and armor with horns on his head.

The big man had a long axe in his hand and slashed towards the heavenly dragon.

The other two cloud pillars crashed into Tu Sun Shi on the left and right sides together.

Tu Sun Shi laughed, and an illusory long sword appeared above his head.

"Boy, what is the difference between the sword of the divine soul inherited by your Sword Pavilion and the sword of the old man?"

He asked, and the long sword above his head slashed at the cloud pillar on his left.

"Boom-"

This sword of the divine soul seemed to be sharper than the swordsmanship Tianlong, and with a single sword, it slashed through the cloud pillar, causing the green-robed demon clan holding the wooden staff to retreat one after another.

At this time, the cloud pillar of the demon clan on the far right had already shrouded the top of Tu Sun Shi's head, and a tall man wearing black half-body armor smiled: "Tu Sun Shi, what other means do you have?" ”

Tu Sunshi's face remained unchanged, and Han Muye's figure moved, landing on Tu Sunshi's side.

"Since it is the juniors who invite the seniors to go along, I should do my best to help the seniors."

Above Han Muye's head, an illusory long sword appeared, instantly merging with Tu Sun Shi's Divine Soul Sword.

"Boom-"

The two swords merge and explode with endless brilliance!

The big demon that could still resist was slashed out a hundred miles away with a sword, vomiting blood and retreating.

The power of this sword is several times greater than before!

"My Sword Pavilion has a sword, which can rival the Heavenly Realm."

"What this sword looks like in the hands of the Heavenly Realm powerhouse today, I'm also very curious." Han Muye looked at Tu Sun Shi and said softly, "Please ask the senior to draw the sword." ”

Tu Sun Shi laughed, turned his head to look at the big demon on the right who wanted to escape, and then looked at Han Muye: "Boy, your swordsmanship is better than mine, this sword, I will let you out." ”

As his words fell, the illusory long sword with endless brilliance condensed and landed on top of Han Muye's head, hanging quietly high.

In Han Muye's eyes, infinite brilliance burst out, and the long sword above his head trembled lightly with his heart.

He slowly looked at the black-armored demon with a solemn face in the cloud pillar.