Li Xuanfeng and he stopped for a moment on the bright blue water, and did not continue to go deeper, Yan Gu Rao stared intently, and Li Xuanfeng wondered:

"Since Yuan Xiu, Qiushui and the others are all in the void, and they are even watching from the Chengshui Tomb, why do we need to investigate? Saying that the blue water of Shuiling must be abnormal, it should be the influence of the [Daning Palace], send me to wait, there must be other intentions. ”

As he was thinking about it, Yan Gu Rao glanced at the blue water under his feet twice, and the mana came to him:

"Xuanfeng Daoyou, saying that the water on the Shuiling has turned into a genus of water, there must be a problem."

Li Xuanfeng sighed for a while, looked at the blue water in the black mist, and asked:

"Dragons?"

"Maybe it's not a dragon..."

The Yangu family was originally from Shanyue Civilization, and it is also one of the very few surnames that did not migrate from the north, and it can be regarded as the head snake of the south, and there are some things inherited in the family, and Yangu Rao said in a low voice:

"Daoist friends don't know, although the Lou Gao family is now famous for its real fire, it was originally started by the Yanguo Heshui Seashore, and there is also a Heshui Taoist system, even if it is the Tuoba family... Back then, I also conspired to seize the two rivers of Heshui and Fushui... I only have one doubt, if I want to turn the whole area called Shuiling into a water pool, if there is no special spiritual weapon, even the Purple Mansion monks will have to waste a lot of effort, why is it so troublesome? ”

The two of them flew here, full of doubts, one was speculating about the Purple Mansion, the other was speculating on the North Cultivation, neither of them was willing to continue to the north, Li Xuanfeng used the pupil technique, Jin Cancan looked at it in the clouds for a while, and asked:

"Do you know what kind of Taoism the descendants of the Ning King cultivate?"

He pondered for a moment and replied:

"The cultivation is 'True Qi', and there is even a [An Huaitian] hidden in the void, and there are also several Purple Mansions in the heyday, as for whether there is a true monarch, I don't know."

Li Xuanfeng pondered for a moment, raised his head and looked at the east in unison with him, and sure enough, he saw a golden immortal light breaking through the demonic mist and galloping towards him, and the brilliance of various true elements and magic weapons was reflected on the blue water.

Yan Gu Rao slowly raised his head, looked thoughtfully, and said softly:

"It's the Golden Feather Sect."

Li Xuanfeng must have been sure in his heart, and he urged the magic weapon at the same time as Yan Gu Rao, and really listened to Yan Gu Rao:

"Real people are too empty, what can't they see? Ordering us to wait for the order to investigate must not have been so simple, it turned out to be here. ”

Both of them knew this in their hearts, Li Xuanfeng sighed for a while, and then said in a low voice:

"What can't Yuan Xiu Zhenren say clearly, in the name of exploration? I'm afraid that Jin Yuzong doesn't want his family to know about this matter, so I have to be careful. ”

In his words, he alluded to the discord between the various factions, and Gu Rao nodded his head when he listened, with a look of approval on his face, and the two of them rode the wind together, far behind the Golden Feather cultivators.

After galloping for several miles, the magic light flashed in the air, and a group of demon cultivators were actually fighting, blood light and white light were intertwined, black fog rolled, and blood rain was scattered in the sky, Li Xuanfeng's doubts in his heart were slightly resolved, and Yan Gu said:

"No wonder I just came all the way, and I didn't see a few patrolling demon cultivators, it turned out that there was chaos inside!"

Li Xuanfeng's pupil technique moved, and he looked into the demon clouds, and sure enough, he saw that the sky was full of demon cultivation battles, and it was already chaotic to the extreme, and the light, the demon clouds, blood qi, and white smoke reflected each other, and a piece of magic light was folded.

A young man in black was holding a spear, the black gas on the gun was circling, his eyes were blazing, his eyebrows were clear, his temperament was particularly prominent, and the spear was pointing directly, facing the demon cultivator in front of him.

On the other side, the demon cultivator's face was ugly, surrounded by purple light, and the clothes on his body were very luxurious, emitting a clear colored light, it seemed that most of them were the descendants of the Murong family, and the two seemed to have just fought each other, and they were waiting for each other.

Li Xuanfeng glanced at the gun-wielding young man twice, and a sense of familiarity came to his heart, and he squinted slightly:

'Zhong Qian?! ’

This person is the young man Zhong Qian who led Li Xuanfeng into the cave back then! He entered the cave and disappeared from there, Li Xuanfeng estimated that he would not end well, and he had not heard from him for many years.

"I never wanted to go into the Demon Path..."

He was suspicious in his heart, but he saw Murong Demon Cultivator, who was surrounded by purple light, looked at Zhong Qian twice, and said in a low voice:

"Fellow Daoist... Which play is this? You suddenly led people out of the battle, presumably with the promise of the Golden Feather Qingchi... But if you practice the Demon Dao, will it end well to Tounan? ”

"But it's Murong En's eyes that don't have beads, and he can't see you, a heroic boy! If you stop here, I will personally introduce you to the Purple Mansion..."

Zhong Qian didn't respond to him, he stood with a gun, rolling black clouds and stabbing at him, rolling up the purple light and shining brightly, the two collided, scattering a piece of black smoke and dust, and then he said loudly:

"Murong Gong... It's also the first time I've fought with Ziqi, so it's better to use some real skills! ”

Li Xuanfeng watched the two of them fight, the demon cultivators under their feet shot at each other, and Shi Xiu also released a golden light to meet the attack, he couldn't see the meaning of which side was against which side at all, but it seemed that they were looking for personal enmity, fighting in pairs, he only looked at it twice, and quickly found out.

The forces in the north are extremely complex, there are the Seven Phases of Interpretation and Cultivation, there are all the Demon Dao, and even the monks of the Purple Mansion Jindan, and a large number of them are still demon cultivators recruited from the vicinity.

These people themselves are greedy and selfish, they still have a lot of grudges against each other, coveting the things in each other's hands, Zhong Qian privately gathered his troops to go south, and was intercepted by this person, but the demon cultivators led by each of them have already been in a mess, there is revenge, there is revenge, and when they see wealth, they are in chaos.

After looking at this for a while, he gradually understood the situation, and said in a low voice:

"Xuanfeng Daoyou... It seems that there is a rebellion within the demon cultivators..."

"If there is no support from the Purple Mansion behind it, how can there be any rebellion?"

Li Xuanfeng responded quietly, and Yan Gu replied:

"Not bad! Could it be that behind this group of demon cultivators is the Golden Feather Sect? It's weird..."

Gu Rao's doubts are not difficult to solve.

You must know that this group of demon cultivators are all cannibalistic blood and serve human pills, whether it is in terms of actions or exercises, it can be said that they are completely demonic, not to mention that these demon cultivators have killed I don't know how many Jiangnan monks, and everyone has long hated this demon cultivator.

Under Qingchi's rule, how can the family under the rule of Jin Yu Sect be so good, Jin Yu's family is already powerful, and it has sacrificed countless people in this war, how can it see the demon cultivator take refuge? Whose territory are these demon cultivators going to occupy under the golden feather?

And at least in Jiangnan, no matter what the root is, all sects must maintain morality on the surface, Qingchi is already a demon gate in the mouths of all families, and harvesting blood and qi must be used in the name of attacking each other, and they dare not kill people and take blood in a grand manner.

The reputation of the Golden Feather Sect is much better than that of Qingchi, but this is in full view of everyone, how can it be possible to bring this group of rebellious demon cultivators under his command? It's impossible to say...

And from the perspective of this group of demon cultivators, it is completely impossible to do business to take refuge in Jin Yu, even if Jin Yu protects them for a while, it will be necessary to settle accounts when the dispute between the north and the south is over...

"Isn't it Golden Feather... But where did they get so many monks from the Golden Feather Sect? ”

"Boom!"

The two of them watched for a few breaths, and the people of the Golden Feather Sect could no longer sit still, and the cloud ship quickly broke through the air, and the clouds and mist that shrouded the surface dissipated completely, and many monks fell on both sides.

"Golden Feather Sect..."

These monks did not go to help Zhong Qian in the air, but scattered into the demon clouds, caught the demon cultivators and fought each other, taking advantage of Murong Gong being dragged down, accurately avoiding Zhong Qian's subordinates, and besieging and killing the demon cultivators one after another.

For a while, the scene was even more chaotic, screams and angry shouts came one after another, Li Xuanfeng and Yan Gu Rao watched quietly in the air, only to hear a scream in the air, and there was also a demon cloud flying from the north.

"Master Gao and Master Liujin's subordinates have arrived!"

The people below shouted highly, and then saw a scorching breath spraying, Zhong Qian's face changed in the sky, and he picked up the gun and retreated, detonating the flying firelight, and the gun was already slightly red.

A man appeared in the air, dressed in a dark red and black robe, with a golden jade belt tied around his waist, deep eyes and high accuracy, the boots on his legs were dark red, holding a horse lance in his hand, propped up in the clouds, and said with a smile:

"That's what the Murong family is capable of? It seems that a hundred years of upholding the interpretation of the law has worn out the bones of the nobles! ”

Murong Gong's face was not good-looking, his voice was cold, and he said in a low voice:

"It's Lou Fangjing, why don't you try it yourself? Net will speak big words. ”

The dark red robe's face turned gloomy, and he said coldly:

"Murong Gong... My Gao family is the northern surname changed by Emperor Wei Gong, and it's just a real person to talk about it, and you have to call it Lou's share? I don't know what to do..."

Murong Gong snorted and said with a smile:

"Okay, what a high surname, it was Lou Chongyang and Tuoba Changming who sold my Donghu Sixteen Clans, and ran to the Emperor of the Wei Dynasty to ask for wealth and nobility, and Tian Tian is shameless!"

"The Yuan family has changed back to Tuoba, and your family is still complacent here, it's shameless!"

Gao Fangjing only looked at him coldly, the horse lance in his hand paused, and said softly:

"The ancestor of my Gao family is originally of Zhou origin, how can I compare with you and others!"

Between the conversations between the two, a monk stepped out of the air and quietly stopped beside Murong Gong, his face densely covered with golden lines, his eyes tightly closed, and his face looking into the mist.

Li Xuanfeng listened quietly, and Gu Rao on the side listened a little uncomfortably, and asked in a low voice:

"Xuan Feng, do you want to make a move?"

"Let's wait."

Li Xuanfeng pressed the longbow, and sure enough, he saw a person flying under his feet, with a solemn expression, dressed in the costume of the Golden Feather Sect, stopped beside Zhong Qian, took out a thin golden sword from his arms, and held the golden sword flat and kept silent.

A few people could look at it deeply, and the monk with a golden pattern on his face opened his eyes, and a little gold the size of a grain of rice in the white patch went straight through the fog, and he said softly:

"Two donors, please show up."

Li Xuanfeng and Gu Rao were silent for a while, and the gauze that was as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in the air.

Zhong Qian originally looked at it with a wary gaze, but he stopped at Li Xuanfeng's outfit, looked at his appearance again, sighed in his heart, was a little ashamed, and sighed secretly:

"It's Xuanfeng senior!"

He was once supported by Li Xuanfeng, and he was very impressed by this senior, although it may not be the handiwork of Zifu at this time, but Li Xuanfeng had a great influence on him, and it was real to solve his crisis.

Seeing each other now, it was as a demon cultivator, which made Zhong Qian feel a little ashamed.

'Fortunately, we didn't meet in the middle of a battle... It's a blessing in misfortune. ’

The Taoist of the Golden Feather Sect didn't seem to expect the appearance of the two, and he was very surprised, and bowed slightly to the two.

On the side of the demon cultivator, his expression was much more exciting, the Shi Xiu with a golden pattern on his face quietly observed him, but Murong Gong's face was a little complicated, fear and hatred were intertwined, his lips moved, and he sneered:

"It's a building dog horse! Your Wei descendant is here! ”

Gao Fangjing didn't seem to hear the words in his mouth at all, he looked at Li Xuanfeng seriously, and didn't say anything, but the horse lance in his hand was pinched tighter.

The atmosphere in the air was stalemate due to the appearance of the two, until Murong Gong said in a dark voice:

"What are you two waiting for?"

"Bang!"

A mana brilliance suddenly exploded in the air, and Shi Xiu, who was full of golden patterns on his face, closed his hands and clamped the scimitar of Yan Gu Rao, and Gao Fangjing picked up the horse lance, encircling the two people in front of him, and the golden-red true fire gushed out, and suddenly the two had to lift the magic weapon to resist.

Murong Gong raised his eyebrows, facing Li Xuanfeng's eyes, bright lines lit up little by little from this man's chin, the longbow in his hand was slowly raised, and a little golden light fell on the string.

"Damn it!"

He stepped on the purple qi to close the distance, and he had secretly regretted it in his heart, knowing that Li Xuanfeng and the others were coming, Murong Gong would never provoke Gao Fangjing with words, but he thought that he was all in control, so he showed disdain.

Although he disdains the Lou family, and even despises him as a person, Gao Fangjing's strength is indeed higher than him, and the most suitable for him to deal with Li Xuanfeng.

"Well... It's the Lou family who is a villain, no matter whether he provokes him or not, he won't make a move in the end. ”

A thought flashed in his heart, his ears buzzed, and his heart tingled, so he had to cast a spell, releasing a purple cloud, and hurriedly fell into it, wanting to resist the arrow light.

He is indeed the best way to deal with it, Li Xuanfeng is now becoming more and more famous, and the enemies he encounters will never pick up his magic arrows at will, the first time he is to escape and hide, there is no Qi to detect the enemy, this purple qi spell is very clever, Li Xuanfeng can't find this person for a while.

But his expression did not fluctuate, allowing Murong Gong to shrink his head, the longbow was gently raised, and the golden string was released, and the monk with gold veins on his face on the side raised his head and coughed up blood.

The monk touched it lightly, the hole in his chest slowly closed, and he said in a shocking voice while catching the spell of Yan Gu Rao:

"Murong Daoyou..."

His voice fell, and seeing that Li Xuanfeng's golden bow had already pointed at Ziyun, the man's eyes looked over quietly, Murong Gong was in a dilemma, and moved the purple cloud qi to Yangu Rao.

"Mage Lüjin! You are not afraid of physical injuries, you are here to fight this fang! ”

Master Liujin did not look angry, the golden lines on his face flashed, there was a gentle color in his eyes, his hands were folded in front of his chest, and he said softly:

"In the lower [Damu Dharma Realm] White Horse Temple, I have seen the donor."

Li Xuanfeng took a closer look, and the person in front of him actually had a sense of mana clarity, which was completely different from the many interpretations he had seen before, but it was a bit like the guest Qing Kongheng at home.

But when they met on the battlefield, how could the two of them say more, Li Xuanfeng raised his bow as usual, the bright golden light condensed on the string, and the slight gold stared at the golden light tightly, and his voice was warm:

"The arrow is a wounding weapon, and it cannot be released from the earth."

(End of chapter)