The sky is full of ink and rain, and life and death are in danger.

Qiu Fang glanced back at the huge ink palm that had been cut off behind him, and hurriedly turned his head back, concentrating on finding the main way to escape. He was shocked, but he still hesitated at the slightest, two cloud-stepping talismans pressed against the soles of his shoes, urging him to flee as fast as a ghost, and the flying sand swept up by the wind seemed to help him on his journey.

"Is it Uncle Shi?"

Qiu Fang guessed in his heart, he used his peripheral vision to look into the ground, only to see a man in black who was neither tall nor short but very well-proportioned and strong, standing calmly on the tree-lined path leading to the backyard.

But he thought about it, He Wangshu was afraid that he had returned to the East Pole Gate at this moment, how could he appear here.

Before the young man could think of a thoroughfare, Feng Zheng was attacked by another palm, and he was the master of the sect, how could he let the cooked duck in front of him fly away.

The birds and finches that were sleeping soundly in the woods were also startled by the noise, flapped their wings, and slipped into the night.

The mysterious black-clothed man on the ground seemed to be deliberately protecting Qiu Fang, and he didn't want Feng Zheng's mind to succeed, only to see two more blazing flames in his hands, and a burst of powerful mana fluctuations spread out to the surroundings, even if Qiu Fang was far away, he was also shocked by this powerful power, and his eyebrows couldn't help but raise.

After the firelight, a sky-cutting talisman rushed into the sky, straight up to the clouds, and another firelight rushed towards the autumn boat, when the firelight went to the air, but suddenly extinguished, the autumn boat couldn't help but be stunned, I don't know why.

But when he was stunned, a black cloth was drilled out of thin air, and he was instantly wrapped in it.

On the other hand, in the air, the old technique of slashing the sky was repeated, turning into a huge flying blade and slashing on the ink palm, after a violent roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, the ink rain spread out again, but it seemed to have received a new order from Feng Zheng, and in a blink of an eye, it became as sharp as a flying needle, half of it shot towards the autumn boat, and half of it chased towards the man in black.

But there was still the shadow of Qiufang in the air, and as soon as the black cloth was wrapped, Qiufang's figure disappeared without a trace, and all the needles turned into a pile of ink rain were thrown into the air.

And a burst of white light appeared on the ground, suddenly gathered together, faintly converging into the shape of a shield, blocking all the needle rain like a note, Feng Zheng's eyes were round, and he leaned out half of his body to take a look, but he also couldn't see the figure of the man in black.

"Escaped?"

Zu Lin watched from the sidelines for a long time, this battle was not fierce, but everyone also showed some magical powers.

The ancestral family and Mozong are not enemies, but they have always looked down on each other, but now that the wind and government have something to ask for, he is also profitable, so they get together for a short time. But in the final analysis, there is some meaning in my heart to see Mo Zong's foreign appearance, and when he saw that Feng Zheng missed, he spit out words like a needle prick, and invisibly stabbed Feng Zheng.

Feng Zheng ignored it, but looked at the place where the man in black disappeared and fell into deep thought.

Ye Ayaxue, who knew Qiu Fang's true identity, also put away the blue sea of fire at this time, and stood back behind Ye Yun silently, her eyes had already returned to calm, but there was a trace of worry in her eyes.

When Ye Yun saw her coming back, he turned his head sideways and glanced at her deeply, only to realize that her eyebrows were unconsciously locked deeply, and she seemed to be worried in her heart. Ye Ayaxue was brought up by him, she was extremely simple, and her heart inevitably hung on her face, Ye Yun knew at a glance that this little girl had a ghost.

But today's Ye Ayaxue's worries are different from the past, as if there is a trace of doubt in the worry. Ye Yun opened his mouth slightly uneasily, but after glancing around, he closed his mouth again, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Hmph, Dongji Gate."

Just as Ye Yun was thinking in his heart that he was going to ask Ye Ayaxue for an explanation, Feng Zheng's vicious voice sounded on the side.

Ye Ayaxue was thinking about why Wu Qiufang wanted to save the monster below, but when she heard the words "East Pole Gate" at first glance, she raised her head in surprise, her eyes lit up, and she stared at Feng Zheng. But seeing that he didn't mean to talk about Qiufang, his hanging heart fell again.

Feng Zheng didn't notice it, but still said to himself: "They finally can't sit still."

Ye Yungan laughed twice, and did not answer, this time he came to Los Angeles to watch the Demon Slayer Conference, he was ordered by the general, and he also raised the banner of the general.

All along, the Great General is a long bet,

sent a pair of children to the East Pole Gate early to learn art, even if the general is now limited by the constant relationship between the East Pole Gate and the Renjun, and is more inclined to cooperate with the Mo Sect, but when the Fu Dynasty takes over the General's Mansion in the future, they will fall to the East Pole Gate again.

is as scheming as he is, and at this moment, he is not willing to open the East Pole Gate for the sake of Mozong, so he naturally does not want to talk much to Feng Zheng.

Feng Zheng is not stupid, he can see the intricate relationship behind these things clearly, clearly, and naturally he will not care too much, after all, what he is trying to do is not to send people under the fence, but to temporarily rely on the power of the general to strengthen the Mozong, and finally seize the status of Buddhism or Zhenghou Mountain, which has become the most important weight on the scale, so that all forces dare not offend him, lest he completely fall to a certain force.

It's just that today's Mo Sect only has an extremely important place in Los Angeles, and it is far from enough to look at the whole world. And this demon slayer conference is the first step for him to become powerful and popular.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and the first step is always a critical step, so he will not allow tomorrow's grand event to be lost.

Seeing Feng Zheng's chest rise and fall slightly, and even the hands behind his back trembled faintly, Zu Lin couldn't help but sneer in his heart, but he also spontaneously became a little dignified. Feng Zheng has always been steady, and if he shows such a appearance at this moment, it must be a matter of great importance.

Thinking of this, Zu Lin became a little more interested: "Brother Feng has to strengthen his precautions tomorrow."

Feng Zheng didn't look at him sideways, but said in a deep voice: "Thank you Brother Zu for reminding me, but don't worry, the arrogant army will be defeated, and the East Pole Gate will trespass on our sect, and if you don't take us in your eyes at all, you will definitely suffer."

Seeing that Feng Zheng said so categorically, Ye Yun had no choice but to divert the topic: "I don't know what the effect of the ancestral family master's spell just now?"

With that, he looked deep into the backyard.

At this moment, the backyard was calm for a long time, and the voices of only a few of them were floating in the air. However, there was a sudden sound of continuous footsteps on the ground, and it turned out that the disciples who were alarmed by the loud noise came one after another, and when they saw the sect master and his distinguished guests standing in the air, and no enemies were found around, they all looked stunned and at a loss.

Seeing that they were late, Feng Zheng's already poor mood was even more annoyed at the moment, so he snorted coldly and shouted loudly, "Go down."

Seeing that all the disciples had retreated, the cold color on Feng Zheng's face gradually subsided, and he turned to Ye Yun and said politely: "Although Mr. Ye can rest assured, there are secret methods and secret treasures handed down by his ancestral brother, and the demon's mind is no longer invited, and when he goes to the execution ground tomorrow, he will not be killed."

It is worthy of Lao Jiang Mi, Feng Zheng's words not only praised Zu Lin, but also dispelled Ye Yun's doubts.

When Ye Yun heard this, he arched his hand and said, "That old man congratulates the Wind Sect Master in advance, tomorrow he only needs to pry open the mouth of the demon girl, ask the mystery of the demon girl, and then give her a good stab, then it will become a merit in the world."

Ye Yun doesn't believe in Buddhism, and those who are not merit are just jokes. Of course, he also knew that Feng Zheng didn't really want to benefit the world, but just wanted to find out the secret of the demon domain and why she was half-human and half-demon from the mouth of the demon girl.

Ye Ayaxue had seen Ah Yu just now, although she knew that the other party had half of the demon blood, but that face was only fifteen or sixteen years old, at this moment Ye Yun was chatting with Feng Zheng about how to kill her, hearing Ye Ayaxue's compassion, her face changed slightly, and she turned her head aside.

"I still rely on Mr. Ye to take care of me."

Feng Zheng smiled and said politely to Ye Yun.

Although Ye Yun shirked, he didn't completely shirk it, and he also said indifferently: "It's the general who takes care of it."

Wu Qiufang had just come out of the sea of fire tonight, and he was wrapped in darkness again, and when he saw the bright moonlight again, the scenery had already changed in front of him.

He opened his eyes and looked around him carefully, and it was quiet all around, except for the faint sound of a murmuring stream flowing over the warm stones, making a small and light sound.

When he looked further, there was a big tree planted not far away, which looked quite familiar, and it was the one outside the door of the firewood house where he lived.

How did I get back?

Qiu Fang sneered. Immediately looked at it vigilantly, although there was no man in black wrapped in a black cloth in his field of vision, he vaguely felt that the other party was not

Instead of going far, it lurks nearby.

Although this man in black saved himself, and it was indeed the talisman of the East Pole Gate, but after all, it was within the Mo Sect, and it was difficult to say clearly whether it was an enemy or a friend, which made the young man dare not relax in the slightest.

At this moment, a low, hoarse voice suddenly came from the tree: "Reckless."

In just two words, but he was shocked that Qiu Fang's cold hair stood on end, he heard that there was someone hidden on the big tree, but it was difficult to detect the breath of the other party, it must be a master of hiding the breath.

Thinking about this section, Qiu Fang knew that his Taoism must be weaker than the other party, so he thanked him respectfully: "Thank you seniors for saving me."

The other party didn't accept Qiu Fang's thanks, but said coldly: "It's a few points to shoot... Yan Qingyun's shadow."

"Senior know my master?" Qiu Fang raised his eyes when he heard this, and his phoenix eyes were watery, and he couldn't hide the waves in his heart.

The person who has lived in seclusion in Zhenming Mountain for 20 years, and who can still see the relationship between himself and Master at a glance, must not be an ordinary person.

The man in black was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke, "I know but I know, but I haven't seen it for too long."

When these words came out, the voice of the man in black was not as cold as just now, and the anger in it was even withdrawn, and there were even many sighs. But at the end of the day, he muttered, "Is he still well?"

When Qiu Fang heard this, he frowned slightly, the other party looked familiar with the master, presumably at least an old friend, but as far as he knew, the master had very few friends, and even fewer friends, who was this man in black?

But the thoughts of the heart are the thoughts of the heart, and the words always have to be answered.

"Master is in good health, and Senior Lao is worried."

Qiu Fang looked at the big tree, showed a solemn expression, and couldn't help but lightly walk towards the big tree.

"Stop."

The other party suddenly shouted to stop Qiu Fang's moving steps, which made Qiu Fang stunned, and the doubts in his heart were even more so.

"The predecessor is also from the East Pole Gate?" Qiu Fang asked.

"Yes and no, you'll find out sooner or later."

"Isn't it now?"

"The time has not come." A sentence floated softly from the tree, and as soon as the mysterious man's voice fell, a black package flew from the tree.

Qiu Fang's eyes lit up, and he quickly jumped up, grabbed the black package in his hand, and Qiu Fang buried his head to see that the black cloth had been ground out of the raw edges, and it looked a little old. Holding it and weighing it gently, this package is strictly speaking, more like a huge sac, very light in the hand, so light that it seems to be empty.

"What is this?"

Qiu Fang held the black package in his hand and asked puzzledly.

"Medium magic weapon, phantom cloud sac." The man in black explained, "Unfold it, drill it inside, and no one can see it."

"Can't the immortals see it?" Qiu Fang asked innocently, it seems that the treasure he put in it just now is this thing.

The man in black was amused by Qiu Fang's question, it seemed that the person in front of him was not as cold as Xiong Junqi or as serious as Zhong Kou. It's just that he has been hiding behind the big tree, so that Qiu Fang can't guess his details at all.

"Child, what do you think of immortals?" The man in black laughed.

"The predecessors are profound, and the things in their hands are absolutely extraordinary, and it is normal to be able to deceive the immortals." Qiu Fang knew that the other party had no ill will towards him, so he handed over a kind word.

"You don't look like Yan Qingyun at all." The man continued to laugh.

"Not everyone can cultivate like Master." Autumn Boat Road.

"Hmph, you're too reckless tonight, if it weren't for me, your life would have been confessed here." The man in black changed his style of painting and reproached Qiu Fang, as if his voice would be a little unhappy when he mentioned it.

"The younger generation has to do it as a last resort."

"She wants to kill you, and you have to save her desperately, the old man can't understand it."

The man in black whispered, but it made Qiu Fang a little suspicious.

This man suddenly claimed to be old, he must be very old, no

How could he know about the deal between me and Ah Yu?

Qiu Fang's scalp suddenly tingled, and he hurriedly asked, "How did my predecessor know that Ah Yu was chasing me, and how did I know that I was going to save her?"

"Hmph, your every move here is in my eyes."

The man in black laughed at him, but it made Qiu Fang even more frightened, and he couldn't help but shiver and said, "The predecessor is really a master, but fortunately, the predecessor is a good person."

"Your little mouth is not like Yan Qingyun, but like He Wangshu."

The man in black smiled again, and then said, "I know that you will never give up on this matter, and if you are in danger tomorrow, you can hide in the phantom cloud bag."

Qiu Fang saw that the other party had given such a treasure to him, and he was naturally grateful in his heart, so he bowed down again and said, "The seniors are very gracious, and the juniors will definitely repay them in the future."

"Living well is the best reward."

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, the voice of the man in black softened, and Qiu Fang felt more friendly when he heard this. His curiosity grew again, and he always felt that he had heard this tone somewhere, but he had no impression of the voice, and even if he turned it up in his mind, he could not figure out the slightest thought.

"Thank you again." Although Qiu Fang didn't know who the other party was, he vaguely guessed that the person who could keep an eye on his every move at all times must also be in the Mo Sect at any time.

However, what made him a little embarrassed was that he was stared at at any time without knowing it, and in the final analysis, he still didn't practice enough. It's okay if the person in front of you is a good person, but if it's a bad person, I'm afraid I'll die a long time ago.

"Go ahead, don't be so reckless tomorrow." The man in black spoke again, but after a few moments, there was no movement above the tree, and the only sound around him was the howling of the wind.

Qiu Fang knew that the other party had left, so he loosened his tense nerves, looked up at the sky, the starlight shone on the bridge of his tall nose, but there were waves in his eyes, it seemed that tomorrow's danger would not be weaker than tonight.