As Han Dong's demonic qi poured into the sword, Han Dong's demonic qi gradually faded.

Inexplicably towards the money sword, for some reason, it didn't have any resistance to inexplicably, inexplicably stretched out its hand, just held it in his hand, and suddenly a huge gravitational force came, tearing his body, and finally condensed a ball of aura, which was also hollowed out in an instant, it rose to the sky with inexplicable, and disappeared for a moment.

"Adversary, today is your death!"

Outside the Purple Qi Sword Sect, Zhao Ziming rode a black tiger and broke off his voice. Behind him was the cultivator he had recruited earlier.

Everyone looked at the blood array, and the blood array, which had not been able to be attacked for more than 20 days, actually showed signs of dissipating.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's work together, today is the time of the devil's death." Zhao Ziming said.

Then, I saw everyone sacrifice their magic weapons, and one by one the aura broke the blood array.

Han Dong carried the long sword backwards and stood alone, there were some things, knowing that he could not do it, he also had to use the sword, this battle was the only dignity he had left.

The crowd surrounded him in an instant.

Han Dong burned the power of his blood, stabbed his last sword, and died, fortunately, he died in this land.

At the same time, the blood-red money sword dragged inexplicably through the air at a high speed, and in the blink of an eye, it came to a cave in the medicine valley.

"Fairy, don't fight, don't fight."

In the air, a golden bowl the size of a grinding plate, flashing with golden light, smashed down upside down, and fell in the medicine valley, in the air, a pillar with a thick bowl mouth with demonic energy smashed straight down, "bang", nailed to the golden bowl, demonic qi turned into black lotus, surrounded by the pillar, on the pillar, there was a petite cardamom girl. She was wearing a blue narrow sleeve placket, not tall, with a thin figure, standing on it, like a jade bottle, and the wind could not move. She combed her hair down, under her sideburns, two slender ponytails hung down to her chest, her face was petite and exquisite, red and tender like a freshly plucked, dewy strawberry, playful lips slightly upturned, Joan's nose was a pair of big eyes, and there was a hint of murder in the flash.

"You stinky beggar, I'll spare you for the time being." The girl scolded.

Then, I saw that the magic pillar turned into the size of a hairpin, and was pinned to the bun by the girl.

The girl floated down, banged on the golden bowl and said, "Hey, you can come out of the turtle's shell." ”

The golden bowl lifted a gap, and the fat beggar, who had had an inexplicable encounter before, poked his head out.

The girl moved instantly, raised her foot and kicked at the fat beggar, and the fat beggar shrank in instantly.

"Hey, why don't you fight? Good guy, this lonely man and widow, in full swing, why did you stop pinching? In the medicine valley, there was a childish child's voice, and then out of a teenager came out, shiny juncture, dark baby face, shirtless wearing a green shirt, the lower body is rusty peony pants, a pair of cloth shoes on the feet, a sack tied around the waist, a few centimeters, and dragged on the ground.

The young man jumped up, landed beside the girl, looked up at her, his eyes were shining, and he waved his hands and said, "Fairy, can you push pai gow with Xiaosheng tonight." ”

"Get out!" The girl raised her hand and asked for a slap.

But the young man sat on the ground, looked up to the sky and cried: "Kill the child, kill the child, the witch kills the child." A terrible cry resounded through the valley.

The fat beggar just wanted to get out of the golden bowl and fled in the chaos, only to hear a high-pitched eagle cry in the air, penetrating the power of tearing people's souls, a snow-white falcon eagle spread its wings and volleyed into the air, curbing the clouds and descending, on the falcon, there stood a young man with a halberd, more than twenty years old, tall and burly, dressed in a black hunting suit, draped in hair, with a black jade bundle on his forehead, his face was slightly longer, and on his cheeks, there was a hideous scar, all the way from the root of the ear to the jaw.

The eagle spread its wings and continued to circle, and the scar-faced young man fell from the sky, and after coming to the two of them, he said, "The demon clan Bai Yunfei has seen two Taoist friends, may I ask the fairy?" ”

"Tu Xian, Jia Jing." The girl said coldly.

The young man on the ground had already stood up and said, "Refining Heaven Sect, Wang Duobao."

The fat beggar came out of the golden bowl, and the golden bowl was collected in his palm in a flash, and said to Jia Jing: "Hongchen Sect, practice Hongchen, the prestige of the Slaughter Immortal Palace, it has long been like thunder, I have offended a lot before, and I ask the fairy to forgive me."

"Stinky beggar, stinky rascal, you still dare to come out!"

Jia Jing pinched her fists and hit, practicing Hongchen's round body to dodge very dexterously, and said while dodging: "Fairy, you listen to my explanation, it's not that I deliberately want to peek at you taking a bath, it's really that I'm a little thirsty, I just want to go to the spring to scoop a bowl of water to drink, so coincidentally, I only watched it for a while, and you're in the water, I haven't seen it completely, strictly speaking, you haven't lost your body, fairy, if you have to be responsible for today's fairy, I also need to ask my master's opinion, although I was born cheeky, I don't care about those red tape, but fairy, your reputation is important, go back to me and kneel down to beg the master, come to the door to propose, you must be married, the guy who stole your clothes, I will definitely catch you. ”

After that, Lian Hongchen lay on the ground like a dead pig, pinched Jia Jing's ankles with both hands, and said: "You fight, I am free, I will die in your hands, and it is worth it to keep the name of the fairy."

At this moment, there was a soothing, fresh and smooth piano sound in the sky, and a green flag came, on the green flag, Chu Xuanji played against a boy dressed as a scholar, and a golden monkey stroked the piano beside the scholar.

Chu Xuanji wrung his eyebrows, holding the white son in his hand, but he refused to fall for a long time, and after a while, he said: "It is worthy of being the four peerless sons of the Breaking Array Sect, I lost in this game of chess today."

The scholar smiled slightly, and the chess pieces turned into a little fluorescent and got into the chessboard, and the chessboard floating on the green banner was also put away by the scholar and flew into his arms.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in the scholar's eyes, "pop", I saw him slap the golden snub-nosed monkey of the piano off, and then he held the holy snow-white crescent-shaped jade qin like a bright moonlight, floating down from the green flag, sitting on Lian Hongchen's round belly, a strand of sideburns hanging down from his forehead, and said to Jia Jing with affection: "Fairy, would you like to listen to me stroke the qin?"

Jia Jing looked down and saw that a scholar in cloth clothes was very quiet and elegant, wearing an azure straight jacket, covered with a scarf, and his small eyes showed a fine light.

"Hey, hey, you're holding people!" Lian Hongchen shouted.

"Shhhh Scholar Dao.

"It's coming, it's coming." Lian Hongchen said suddenly.

The crowd was puzzled.

I saw two figures in the distance, from far to near, one of them, stepping on the sword to break through the air, the sword walking, the white and flawless sword body, the sword edge is sharp, the sword blade is cold and cold, the sword stem, the spiritual light is flickering, it is a swimming dragon playing in the water, the head of the sword blooms with a snow-white plum blossom, hanging the jade sword spike, on the sword, is a young man in white clothes. His appearance is extremely ordinary, if he stands in the crowd, he must be inconspicuous, but his posture is like an unsheathed sword, hiding sharp energy in his body, allowing the world to change, and he will not move. Behind him was a woman, in her twenties, dignified and beautiful, wearing a light green waist-length skirt with a cross-collar, sitting on the belly of a yellow gourd, expressionless, cold as a snow lotus waiting to be released.

When the two of them came to the crowd, the young man's sword flew into the sword box behind him, and the gourd of the woman accompanying him also turned into its usual size, and was carried by her waist.

"That's right, that's right, it's him, this plum blossom scent, fairy, it's this stinky boy who stole your clothes." Lian Hongchen pointed at the young man of the sword.

"Fairy, I'll avenge you." After the scholar finished speaking, he flew up, plucked the strings with his hand, and between the sound of the piano, several spiritual qi pierced out, divided into eight directions, and headed towards the young man of the imperial sword.

The young man of Edgeworth saw the aura coming towards him, but he stood still and didn't move, but said in his heart: "It's broken, it's broken, why did you meet her here, why bother... Why do I have any trouble..."

The aura entered the ground, and the scholar stroked the qin and said: "Eight desolations are formed."

I saw the eight spirit pillars on the ground rise to the sky, and then spun at an extremely fast speed, trapping the young man of the imperial sword in the array.

The young man said: "The plum blossoms of Lichun are extraordinarily beautiful."

The plum blossom sword that he had just put away flew out, flying up and down his body, blooming plum blossoms, and forming a gang qi to protect him.

The scholar stroked the qin, the sound of the piano started, short and urgent, such as thousands of soldiers in ambush, with an order, rising from all sides, and then with the enemy short soldiers, a song of ten years of ambush, is and the eight desolation array.

In the Eight Desolation Array, the spiritual light flickered, like ten thousand arrows in unison, piercing into the protective qi of the young man of the imperial sword, but it was also swallowed by the blooming plum blossoms, and for a while, a stalemate was formed.

Between the two of them, they only listened to the sky, rolling thunder, everyone raised their eyes, as if there were thousands of horses floating in the void, and in a moment, leading a statue of Sansu Yun Yuan to gradually approach the valley.

The song of the four peerless sons was ambushed on all sides, and Yu Yaoqin also got into his arms, and the Eight Desolation Array shattered immediately after, and in the array, the young man of the sword held the sword and danced, and the aura that dispersed everywhere turned into a huge plum blossom blooming, and then gradually disappeared between heaven and earth.

On the firmament, the three clouds turned into white clouds, and on the ground, the aura was dissipated, and a graceful and luxurious prince slowly fell in the center of everyone, and then said with a smile on his face: "Zhang Youji, the ninth prince of the Heavenly Dynasty, has seen all your Taoist friends."

"Hmph, what bullshit Celestial Empire, it's just an ancient remnant."

After Jia Jing finished speaking, she wrapped her arms around her, raised her head and closed her eyes, her already slightly upturned lips seemed to be about to pout into the sky.

"Not bad, not bad. Heaven and earth are sick, all living beings are suffering, Celestial Empire? Incurable... Refractory. After Lian Hongchen finished speaking, he lowered his head and patted the dirt on his body.

"Oh, I don't know who the two Taoist friends are?" Zhang Youji's face was still like a spring breeze, but he did not deliberately hide the murderous aura on his body.

"Oh, Nine Emperor Princes, this is Jia Jing of the Slaughter Immortal Sect." Chu Xuanji introduced.

"Red Dust Sect, practice Red Dust." After Lian Hongchen finished speaking, he still didn't look at this Nine Emperor Princes of the Heavenly Dynasty.

"Breaking the Formation Sect, Li Zhenqian." Fuqin's scholarly way.

Zhang Youji then took away the killing machine, recovered a spring breeze-like appearance, and said: "I heard that the Broken Array Sect has produced a genius, who can use piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to form a formation, known as the Four Peerless Sons, one day, I will also invite me to the Heavenly Dynasty as a guest, and let me have a long experience."

After Zhang Youjian finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and wanted to pat Li Zhenqian's shoulder, Li Zhenqian's left hand turned his back, and secretly made a move, the golden monkey behind him jumped and fell on his left shoulder like a flint, Zhang Youjian had to be embarrassed and wanted to touch the golden monkey's head, but it stretched out its paws and slapped it off.

"I'm a monkey, I'm a little naughty, don't be surprised by the Nine Emperors." Li Zhenqian said.

The Nine Emperors had to look at others.

"Nine Emperors, Nine Emperors, alas, mom, you can see a big family." A bald kid with a sack jumped and beckoned.

Zhang Youji, the ninth prince of the Celestial Dynasty, looked down and saw Wang Duobao, Wang Duobao immediately came up, dragged Zhang Youji's arm and said: "Lian Tianzong, Wang Duobao, nicknamed Erdong, my hometown of Tieling Wangjiatun'er, my parents are alive and well, my body is very good, I am twelve years old this year, and my hometown has never made a marriage contract, Nine Emperors, you see that you have a suitable sister, introduce me, it's really not good, my sister is okay, our big family is also happy with this, called child daughter-in-law, and the road is long, Maybe one day I will accidentally finish the calf, my Wang family's eighteenth generation is a single transmission, and you can't cut off the incense from me, isn't it, the Nine Emperors, you don't know, my father and mother were at the beginning..."

Wang Duobao wanted to continue, but was dragged aside by Jia Jing, and when he dragged it over, he didn't forget to glare at Zhang Youji fiercely.

"The older children start begging for their daughters-in-law!" Jia Jing said.

"I don't want you like this, you like this, in our tiger girls." Wang Duobao muttered quietly.

"You!" Jia Jing slapped Wang Duobao's ass hard.

Wang Duobao immediately felt a hot pain on his buttocks, which he had never felt since he went up the mountain with his master to cultivate, it was real, from the physical pain, such as dozens of needles, pierced into his buttocks, and he immediately covered his buttocks and jumped up, and even, he had to use the aura in his body, towards the buttocks, several times, before the pain stopped, he secretly said in his heart: "This tiger girl, what a lot of energy, this has to be changed to an ordinary person, this slap, the bones have to be broken, no, no This girl must not be a child bride. ”

Since then, Jia Jing has been on Wang Duobao's blacklist.

After the excitement was over, the Nine Emperor Princes turned to the others.

"Your Excellency understated it, and then the sword broke through the eight desolation plum blossoms, if my guess is good, you must be the descendant of the Sword Sect, but I don't know which of the twenty-four peaks of the Sword Sect comes from?" Nine Emperor Princes said.

"Chen Zangfeng, an outer disciple, has not obtained the true inheritance of my sect." As the young man spoke, the plum blossom sword flew into the sword box behind him and disappeared.

Zhang Youji was a little amazed, the outer disciples of the Sword Sect could also have such cultivation? But when he saw Chen Zangfeng's cold face, he didn't ask any more questions, and then turned to the woman carrying the gourd.

"Tiandan Sect, why bother." Why bother with words like jade, cold as frost.

"Demon Domain Bai Yunfei, I have seen the Nine Emperors of the Heavenly Dynasty." Bai Yunfei bowed and saluted.

Zhang Youji nodded and asked Chu Xuanji, "Chu Daoyou, people haven't gathered yet, right?" ”

Chu Xuanji replied: "There are still two veins left."

"Then we'll wait." Zhang Youzhi said.