On the vast plains and hills of northern Beijing, a huge fog that obscured the sky and the sun lay between the heavens and the earth, and the ominous aura emanating from it made the birds and beasts within a radius of hundreds of miles flee in the opposite direction.

And in the sky above this strange mist, a long-haired man dressed in white like snow was standing silently.

After receiving the summons from Tianxun Yuanjing, he galloped all the way to the direction agreed with Lou Ji without stopping.

But looking at the strange mist below that was supposed to be a county town, a little uneasiness flashed in Feng Jiuxuan's narrow eyes.

He didn't know what was going on here before he arrived, but looking at the fog below that could almost shield the Divine Source from probe, what had happened here before was definitely not good news.

Long days

Feng Jiuxuan's dark eyes flashed with a hint of deep worry, and he slowly took out his spirit sword Qingyuan from the Sumeru ring and held it in his hand.

However, the worry in his heart did not affect his rational judgment.

Lou Ji.

With Lou Ji's cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to die here, and as long as the other party does not die, then it is impossible for her to leave behind this strange phenomenon.

He had to call the other party out first to inquire about the situation.

Taking a deep breath, the white-clothed Shengxue's robe was windless, and Feng Jiuxuan was about to use Yuan Qi to spread the sound out, when he saw a slender figure flying out of the deep black mist below.

The moment he saw the other party, Feng Jiuxuan's frowning brows relaxed slightly, and before the other party came closer, he already asked with a little eagerness:

"Lou Ji, where is Changtian now?"

Lou Ji flew to a stop in front of him, and replied directly:

"He's still in the black fog below."

“.”

Hearing this, Feng Jiuxuan suddenly exhaled, and his tense nerves relaxed slightly, but then he saw that something was wrong from Lou Ji's expression.

It was a look he had never seen on Lou Ji's face.

It's so serious, it's so serious that it's even a little ugly.

With a slight sinking in his heart, Feng Jiuxuan asked in a deep voice:

"You failed to protect Changtian?"

Lou Ji didn't deny it, Zhen Shou nodded slightly:

"Hmm."

"With Your Cultivation"

"Now is not the time to discuss this."

Lou Ji interrupted Feng Jiuxuan's words of wanting to be accountable, pointed at the black mist below with his slender index finger, and said quickly: "The black mist below was released by Changtian, although he is still alive now, his body has undergone abnormal changes. ”

The huge amount of information contained in the short words made Feng Jiuxuan, who had just arrived here, pause slightly, and subconsciously wanted to ask what was going on, but then he caught the core of the problem.

Today, what happened here doesn't matter anymore.

The important thing is that Changtian is still alive.

and whether this so-called mutation that happened to him is reversible.

However, he was only a sword cultivator, and he didn't understand the mutation and the principles of those medicinal stones.

After a moment of silence, Feng Jiuxuan slightly clenched the Qingyuan Sword in his hand:

"What do you want me to do?"

Lou Ji glanced down:

"Capture Changtian's uniform alive."

Feng Jiuxuan's eyes were slightly surprised:

"Why didn't you do this?"

A touch of helplessness flashed in Lou Ji's eyes:

"I tried it before I came here, because of that mutation, now Changtian's strength is close to that of a demi-saint, and his weird abilities have restrained me, I can't capture him alive without hurting his life."

The wind was gloomy, and Feng Jiuxuan's eyes showed surprise for the first time.

He knew Lou Ji's strength very well, if it weren't for the incident that damaged her foundation back then, I am afraid that she would have been sanctified at this moment.

She even said that she couldn't capture Changtian alive?

Lou Ji didn't pay attention to the look in Feng Jiuxuan's eyes, her beautiful eyes stared at the mist below, and her voice was very solemn:

"I tried it two days ago, Changtian is now able to devour flesh and blood, and today the entire city below has been absorbed by him."

Feng Jiuxuan already had a general idea of the incident in his heart, so he didn't ask anything more, just glanced at Lou Ji indifferently.

The tacit understanding formed by working together all year round made Lou Ji instantly understand what the other party meant.

He's going to do it.

Without any hesitation, Lou Ji's slender figure directly turned into a purple light and fled directly towards the sky in the distance.

As he was galloping, Luo Xiran's voice suddenly sounded in Lou Ji's ears:

"Chief Lou, don't you tell the saint about Changtian?"

Hearing this, Lou Ji glanced back at the man in white standing between heaven and earth, and replied softly:

"He, he shouldn't need this."

Heaven and earth are vast, and the majestic black mist is like a terrifying beast crawling on the ground to devour all the light around it.

In the silence,

"Whew-"

The man in white standing on top of the void slowly pulled out the Qingyuan Sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword roared softly, and suddenly there was a burst of cold light under the illumination of the rising sun.

Feng Jiuxuan's eyes stared indifferently at the majestic mist below that occupied the entire field of vision, and there was no surging Qi machine around him, but he suddenly swung a sword downward.

The blade sliced through the void at a speed invisible to the naked eye, but it didn't seem to cause any ripples on the ground.

White clouds floated through the sky, and the black mist continued to spread to the outside world, just as he had come.

But the tranquility lasted only a moment,

And then

"Hum—"

There was no sword light, no surging of Qi Ji, no loud roar, just a slight sword groan.

And with the sound of this sword roar, the strange mist entrenched on the surface below dissipated with the wind like the smoke of the small courtyard of the farmhouse.

“.” Luo Xiran.

A moment of silence,

Luo Xiran's graceful voice was a little hesitant:

"Chief Lou, are the saints of your time the same as him?"

“.”

Lou Ji didn't reply immediately, but after seeing this scene, the heart hanging in her heart was completely put back into her chest, and she said with a smile:

"I don't know, but there should be no one in this world who can beat Feng Jiuxuan now."

In the eyes of the second daughter,

After Feng Jiuxuan swung out that sword, he directly put Qing Yuan into the sheath, and slowly fell to the ground with the scabbard.

Luo Xiran asked in a low voice:

"He's going to fight Changtian in melee combat?"

Lou Ji has completely recovered her lazy and relaxed, and said softly:

"Senior Luo may not know, Changtian was very naughty when he was young, and he always liked to cause trouble, and the high-level leaders of our Xiangguo Mansion basically beat him, but he still kept teaching him repeatedly, and he couldn't teach him back no matter how he beat him.

"The only exception is probably his maternal uncle, who has never been there since Changtian went to Feng Jiuxuan's room to steal a treasure and was beaten up."

Luo Xiran's voice was still eager and solemn:

"No, is it the same now as it was then?"

"What's the difference?"

Lou Ji asked softly, staring at the back of Xu Yuan who walked slowly to Xu Yuan's back, and said with a chuckle:

"This should be the second time Feng Jiuxuan has beaten Changtian, I don't know if I can teach him a lesson now."

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