The people of Xiangshan Pavilion were even more curious, and went to inquire about the origin of the three people, but found that the insiders were all given gag orders and were not allowed to disclose the information of the visitors.

The next day, news came out:

"The second elder has obtained the consent of the pavilion master to personally go to pick up Uncle Fang's clone, she left the sect last night and is missing."

Song Cuili, the second elder's beloved apprentice, was in a hurry and ran to see the pavilion master.

"Pavilion Master, the demon cultivator who killed Uncle Fang is still at large, Master is going out alone, I am afraid that something will happen, please add you to send more masters to keep her old man safe."

"She'll be fine."

"The disciple is really worried, not to mention, the demon cultivator may still have the same party."

"Your master is in the late stage of the merger, and she is accompanied by a foreign aid in the middle of the merger with strong combat power, as well as his two Yuan Infant juniors.

Coupled with your Uncle Fang's clone, even if that demon cultivator still has accomplices, they can get out of the way.

Don't worry, just go to a small seaside city in the south, although there is no teleportation array, with their strength, they can fly back to the sect in seven or eight days.

As soon as your Master approaches, a message will be sent, and I will personally bring someone to answer it. ”

"Oh, thank you, Pavilion Master, so that the disciple can rest assured."

"Remember, this is not to be heard."

At this time, Jin Ziming, Ye Ranyi, Ye Qirui and Yu Qian were flying south. The journey went very smoothly, and three days later, they arrived safely at Yaqing City by the sea.

Yu Qian led the way, and the four of them walked into a private house, and Jin Ziming finally saw the doppelganger of his mother's master, Fang Min.

This is a tall, majestic old man, who looks at the reckless man with a loving look in his eyes.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she said with a smile: "You are a child of Qingyin, and you have become the leading cultivation genius in the Hongqing Realm. It's been really hard for you all these years, Xiangshan Pavilion and I can't stand you. ”

"Master, don't say that, I understand your difficulties."

Then he introduced Ye Qirui and his fiancée, and after sitting down, he explained the follow-up plan to Fang Min.

The five of them set off that night, and halfway back to Xiangshan Pavilion, the five demon corrections were looking forward to it, and the leader of the team was Wu Qiu's father, Wu Chuanxiong.

He released his senses and kept a close eye on the movements in the south.

The old demon Xiang Renjie also came, and there were also three Yuan Ying, namely Wei Yuxi, the eldest disciple of Wu Chuanxiong, and a pair of masters and apprentices in the Demon Wind Ridge, Qi Li and Qu Feng.

"Senior Brother Xiang, when those guys arrive, you will hold back the foreign aid in the middle of the merger. I'll deal with the two elders of Xiangshan Pavilion as soon as possible, no problem, right? Wu Chuanxiong said.

"Brother Wizard, don't worry, I'll try to kill him directly."

"Okay, the remaining two Yuan Babies will be handed over to the three of you. That young man is probably the murderer of Wu Qiu and Cheng Zui, don't kill it, stay alive.

Bring him back, Yu Du and Ma Kui still want to use it to be angry. Okay, the other party is only five miles away from us, so let's get ready. Wu Chuanxiong commanded.

Ye Qirui, who was flying in the south, said to the four people:

"The Great Elder reminded that there were five people on the other side, and the leader was a Merge Great Perfection Peak and a Mid-Stage Great Power.

In addition, there are three primordial infants, one in the middle stage and two in the Great Perfection, one of which is already in a critical state of breaking through to merging. ”

The five of them continued to fly forward, and the earth suddenly shook slightly, and Wu Chuanxiong sacrificed out of the field, covering all the enemies.

He took the lead and pounced on his prey, and just as the five demons were about to approach the target, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the field.

The wind was not strong, but it was extremely strange, and with the strong horizontal cultivation of the five demon cultivators, it was uncontrollably blown in three different directions.

Wu Chuan's ambition was horrified, in his field, the other party could still do whatever he wanted, and his cultivation was at least in the early stage of Mahayana.

He flew farther and farther away, and after a while, he began to fall.

On the hillside in front of him, the two women of the Xiangshan Pavilion looked at him for a long time, pointing and pointing, but there was no sign of making a move.

Wu Chuanxiong turned his heart sideways, regardless of the flood, and destroyed these two old ladies first.

He held the ball in both hands and threw a ball of black and white yin and yang light surrounded by demonic flames, and flew towards the second girl at high speed.

While the sphere was spinning at high speed, it grew in size sharply, and it was about to hit the opponent's head, when a large hand suddenly drilled out of the void and grabbed it.

immediately retreated, and then reluctantly threw it at Wu Chuanxiong, and the castration was more than five times faster than just now.

The old demon was shocked and hurriedly used his divine thoughts to lure the magic ball away, but was shocked to find that the connection between the divine soul and the ball had been severed.

It was too late to dodge, so he swung his palms and pushed them to the right side of the orb to push it away.

Ye Fujiang pointed out and injected a strange power into the ball. Wu Chuanxiong's palm touched the edge of the ball, and he was just about to exert force along the facet.

Unexpectedly, the magic ball actually sucked his palms over, and the whole person turned with the sphere and crashed towards a mountain at high speed.

This guy was also decisive, and immediately cut off his wrists, and then he was thrown out. Then a loud bang was heard, and the ball and the mountain were torn apart.

Wu Chuanxiong did not rush to rebirth his wrists, but turned into black smoke and fled quickly.

He easily walked through his own field, and then crashed into a True Monarch-level barrier.

"I can't escape, I can only die in battle."

He regained his human form, reborn his limbs, and held a pair of magic hooks in both hands, one black and one white, one long and one short.

Just as he was engrossed and ready to go shopping, he suddenly found that when he touched the barrier just now, he was already contaminated with a layer of gray gas.

Now his "clothes" have changed from black to gray, and the gray clothes that appeared inexplicably shrink inward, wrapping his body and soul.

The old devil realized aggrievedly that even the opportunity to struggle to the death was deprived of it.

Xiang Renjie was swept into a valley by the wind, and when he fell, he found a righteous monk of the same rank, looking at him playfully.

He knew that there was a lot of luck today, and he just wanted to get rid of his opponent as soon as possible in order to find a chance to break through.

The figure drew an arc in the air, and an awl glowing with black glow had shot towards Ye Qirui.

Above the cone, a small snake is entwined, and it screams and breathes the heart. During the flight of the black cone, "black smoke" was constantly emitted.

It was full of small black bees, which were in harmony with the small snakes, making a "buzzing" chirp, and the two sound waves were superimposed on each other, making it even more uncomfortable.

Ye Qirui is a pure gold physique, majoring in the way of killing, and while he sacrificed the protective shield, he swung a dark and dull magic sword.

The murderous ancient sword crackled on the magic cone, cutting off the little snake, and the sword intent pressed the group of black bees into powder.

Xiang Renjie didn't expect the opponent's sword to be so sharp, his mind moved slightly, and the two snake bodies were re-spliced in the air, returning to the same as before.

And the powder turned by the poisonous bee into a splash on Ye Qirui's light mask, turning into countless pointy insects.

They held onto the shields and twisted their bodies wildly, and many of them got into them, and then fired at the enemy.

Ye Qirui stimulated the killing sword intent and ignited a layer of "black fire" on the surface of his body, incinerating the insects that flew in. But there were three extremely fast ones that got into his body first.

The ubiquitous sword intent in Ye Qirui's flesh and blood spontaneously blocked it, stopped it, and wanted to torture and kill.

But strangely, the worm suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and when it reappeared, it had already moved into his consciousness. Ye Qirui was startled, and hurriedly sacrificed his soul shield to intercept it.

The three insects changed again, turning into black smoke and drifting into the depths of their opponent's spirit, and everywhere they passed, they were eroded by the poisonous mist.

The genius of the Ye family didn't expect that he would fall into the devil's path as soon as he saw it.

He could only resist the attack of the external black cone while conjuring an open sphere with his soul power, and tried to suck out the black smoke.

His absolute combat power was originally above Xiang Renjie, but under carelessness, he was forced to fight on two fronts, and the two were able to fight to a draw, and they fell into a stalemate for a while.

The two of them also waited for the three Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators to practice.

Fairy Ye held the 10,000-year-old Xuan Turtle Shell in his hand, and the blue-gray halo released instantly enveloped the weakest Qu Feng.

The natal sword turned into a mustard seed, followed the cause and effect line, and drilled into the latest dream of the demon cultivator.

Through the connection between the magic sword and himself, Ye Ranyi saw that Qu Feng was being reprimanded by his master Qi Li, and he trembled, not daring to cross in the slightest.

Mustard watched coldly, and the master and apprentice in the dream did not notice this "uninvited guest".

Fairy Ye didn't wait for the opportunity to make an easy move, and simply manipulated the mustard seed to let it escape into another dream of Qu Feng.

The demon clouds dissipated, the wind was successful, and he was promoted to the Jindan monk, and he was weak and full of ambition.

Fairy Ye was overjoyed, and immediately used this dream as the cause, and connected with the fruit of the past, and the mustard seed moved to that glorious moment that passed out of thin air.

The new Jindan music style was looking forward to an infinitely better future, and a sword suddenly stabbed out in the void, and the white light slashed, and the human head fell to the ground.

In reality, in the blink of an eye, before Qi Li and Wei Yuxi could make a move, they heard a muffled snort behind them, and the music style fell to the ground inexplicably, and the body, spirit, and Yuan Ying all died.

This unpredictable attack method made the two demon cultivators excited.

Qi Li, who was at the peak of the Great Perfection, lost his beloved disciple and took the lead in rushing towards Fairy Ye, his brown fist gloves were swung out, flying sand and stones, and his fist was also covered by yellow sand.

Wei Yuxi waved his magic wand, and the black demonic qi turned into a giant kun in the air, swinging the giant tail, and he was about to fan the reckless man away.

Jin Ziming didn't expect to meet the demon who practiced the way of Kun, and he was immediately interested.

I wanted to fight to my heart's content, but my fiancée couldn't withstand the impact of a top-level demon cultivator, so she had to unleash her knife and protect Yin Ren behind her.

A huge "vortex" appeared in the air, sucking the yellow sand, fists, and demon kun into it.

Ye Ranyi hurriedly transmitted:

"Ziming, building a small colorless passage in the 'vortex' and letting my hexagram pass through it is an excellent time to dive into the past."

The reckless man immediately complied, and Qi Li, who was surrounded by a small vortex, had already sacrificed a light gray light mask outside his body.

An inconspicuous drop of "water" adheres to the surface of the shield, quickly wetting the area and then recondensing on the inner wall.

Qi Li noticed the abnormality and hurriedly blocked it, but unexpectedly, the water droplets evaporated on their own, dissipated into the air, and were never seen again.

The invisible causal line shrouded the demon cultivator, and Fairy Ye was happy in her heart, and a wisp of divine soul teleported over and drilled into the long river of Qi Li's time.