After Zhu Jin separated from Yang Jiao, he drove the light to gallop under the nine heavens, all the way to the edge of the Yellow River.

A few people who had been hiding in the shadows for a long time sighed secretly: "The light is pure, obviously it is to cultivate the Xuanmen Fa to a certain extent. It's a pity that forcibly meddling in humanitarian matters is now entangled in cause and effect, but it is difficult to get rid of it. ”

When the man on the side heard this, he smiled and said, "That's not right, after he is robbed, you will go to save him." ”

"It's hard to say, as far as I know, when they left, Yuan Daoyou left them the two flying swords that were cultivated by the Pure Yang True Beings in the past. The Dragon Ming Sword has the magic of the pure Yang real person sword qi, in the hands of that Yang Jiao, the Tiger Roar Sword has the purity and breadth of the pure Yang real person true qi, in the hands of this kid. If those guys didn't have any followers, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to keep him. ”

Between the exchanges between the two, there was also a sword light that caught up with Zhu Jin, and then a pitch-black linen banner flew out.

Several people hidden around are frowning, the long flag is a well-known vicious magic weapon in the evil path of the side door, called the Yin and Yang Seven Evil Flags, the sacrificial process needs to use seven pairs of boys and girls with roots, with fourteen souls as an introduction, each other is yin and yang, collect seven kinds of evil qi, put them in the earth fire, and repeatedly temper for forty-nine years before it is completed.

After the sacrifice, a large cloud of black smoke gushed out of thin air, forming a cloud, in which came the sound of men and women screaming, once the heart has desires, it will be eroded by the seven evil qi, so not vicious!

Zhu Jin noticed the black smoke falling, and raised his hand to shoot a magic bell.

The bell is about 20 centimeters high, the caliber is about 9 centimeters, the upper end of the bell handle is called the sword, it is in the shape of "mountain", the lower bell body, like a small bell, there is a tongue in the bell, shake it gently, there is a hurdle away from the water and fire two air circulation.

The person who came knew that it was powerful, and released three yellow sword lights, Zhu Jin raised his eyebrows and released the tiger roaring sword.

As soon as the pure golden sword light turned in midair, it pierced the magic flag, and the three sword lights that slashed back one after another.

"The kid is going crazy!" The person who came also saw the power of the Tiger Roaring Sword, and the greed rose in his heart, so he took out a small gourd from his waist, aimed it at Zhu Jin, patted the gourd's buttocks, and a burst of blood mist erupted.

Among them, there are tens of thousands, like blood needles with hair.

Seeing this, Zhu Jin urged the magic bell to shake up and down, and the two qi of water and fire turned into a Kanli Taiji diagram, blocking the blood needles that came from the sky, and then the sword trick in his hand changed, and the sword light turned into an aperture and rotated rapidly, giving birth to infinite suction, and the blood needles in the sky were sucked into it.

The man wanted to fight with his luck, but the blood needle was menacing, how could he easily take it back, and he could only watch as the magic weapon he had worked so hard to refine was sucked into the sword light, and with the "bang" sound, all the blood needles were crushed into blood-red smoke and dust by the Tiger Roar Sword.

"Bastard! Today I want you to be destroyed! ”

The man was in shape, but he was a tall woman with a long banner in her hand, with a sallow face, like an old woman who had not recovered from a serious illness, her eyes protruding outward, her cheeks were high, her nose was flat and collapsed, and her mouth was full of fangs, and she looked quite terrifying.

The old woman looked at the blood-colored smoke and dust in the sky, she was distressed and angry, and she opened her mouth to let out a long howl.

This long howl was extremely piercing, and the people who listened to it were flustered, and Zhu Jin rang the bell for a while, but he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

Immediately knew that the other party was borrowing a spell, causing grief and anger in his heart, and knowing that the external force was useless, he manipulated the sword light and slashed at the old woman.

Seeing this, the old woman laughed, and gave birth to an arm, thin and long, with ten fingers like iron hooks, and like bird claws.

"Don't think!" Zhu Jin looked at it intently, and saw several magic weapons hidden in the brilliance of Wujin, and hurriedly urged the magic bell to mobilize the water and fire rescue.

But as soon as he started, there was a brief stagnation in the operation of the vitality, and then it quickly recovered.

Although there was no big mistake, it almost made the Tiger Roaring Sword locked by the other party, so it was not embarrassing.

And where Zhu Jin didn't know, there was also a crisp slap.

"Zhu Xiaozi, I thought you had learned a little bit over the years, but I didn't expect you to be so unproductive! Why, seeing that my disciple is going to be unlucky, I can't help him solve it? ”

Yuan Qingwei's voice came out of the void, and the two people present were red-faced.

Zhu Mei was angry, but the other person was ashamed, he gritted his teeth, and when he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Yuan Qingwei: "I know that it was you who plotted against my disciple just now, but with your barely reaching the level of the true stream, it is impossible to hide in front of Zhu Xiaozi." Since he acquiesced, what does it matter if I hit him? ”

"Zhu Xiaozi, don't tell me, he does this, it has nothing to do with you!"

When Zhu Mei heard this, she silently recited the mantra in her heart, calmed down her emotions and said: "Yuan Dao is friendly, and he has been silent, and he has proved the wonderland of immortals, which makes me admire it." ”

"Zhu Shorty, you can also bend and stretch when you arrive." Yuan Qing smiled, and said to the surroundings again: "Baimei, haven't you come out yet?" ”

"Amitabha! Wonderful! Wonderful! Yuan Daoyou, since you have already got what you want, why bother forcing me to come out! ”

The voice of the white-eyed monk came out of the void, and everyone in the Emei family looked happy, but only Zhu Mei had a strange face, vaguely aware that something was wrong.

"Bai Mei, I just want to know which side you are going to stand on today's matter?"

"The red dust is bitter, monk, I don't stand anywhere?"

"Are you sure? If my guess is right, your murderous disciple is a member of the Ming royal family in this life. You can see it, can he see it? Yuan Qingwei was a little suspicious.

The white-eyed monk has a beloved disciple, who was reincarnated in this life and became a member of the Ming royal family, that is, the future Caiwei monk Zhu Youmu.

This person has several lifetimes of accumulation, and if he recovers his heyday, he may not be weaker than Master Baiyun.

Moreover, this person is extremely good at Vajra Palm, Polo Divine Flame and Big and Small Zhan Tan Divine Light, and his personality is jealous and hateful, and he has been a person who kills the left path indiscriminately in his past and present lives.

Now that the murderous spirit is in the heart, if you don't teach it well, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have a day of detachment.

And what Yang Jiao and Zhu Jin did, as well as their future plans, were all to reshape the universe when the Ming Dynasty fell.

If the two of them really succeed, then it will not be a good thing for Zhu Youmu, who believes in the destiny of heaven.

Therefore, when Yuan Qingwei found the white-eyed monk, he suspected that this guy was here to deal with his apprentice, so he chose to strike first.

However, Bai Mei is also worthy of being a great monk, and in the face of Yuan Qingwei's questioning, he is still angry: "For him, this matter is a catastrophe and an opportunity." If he can see through it, then in the future, in the Elysium, on the Bodhisattva lotus platform, there must be his seat. If he can't see it, at most the old man is accompanying him to sink for a lifetime! ”

"You are doing your best for your disciples!"

Bai Mei smiled: "Tongyuan Dao friends are just each other, each other!" ”

Yuan Qingwei got the information he wanted and retreated, and when the Emei faction saw this, they couldn't help but whisper: "Monk!" ”

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