Master Wu smiled and persuaded: "This can't be helped, Bai Yuting's wife is Hu Xiulan, the daughter of the head of the Yuntai Sect, that is a great monk of the Jindan period, it is easy to kill Bai Yuting, but if Hu Xiulan wants to avenge the murder of her husband under anger, how should you deal with it?" ”

Shu Yuechen replied: "I killed him, Master Wu, you should not know about it." ”

Master Wu smiled bitterly and said: "Daoyou, you are joking, there are many ways for the Jindan Great Monk to deduce the truth, Daoyou can leave as soon as he kills someone, but Poor Dao and Lin Jingyong are here, but they can't shirk their involvement." ”

Shu Yuechen was speechless for a while, before the Monkey King killed the monster, he had to take a look at the background of the monster, and he was a small sword cultivator who had just built a foundation, and he couldn't even affect the innocent for the sake of a momentary hurry.

"According to Master Wu's opinion, how should this matter be handled?"

"Yuntai Sect is holding an immortal gate conference, Taoist friends can take Bai Yuting to the Xianmen conference to ask Yuntai Sect Hu to personally deal with this matter, under the witness of hundreds of immortal sects in Qianzhou, Yuntai Sect Hu will not be favoritism, so you can get both."

Shu Yuechen was about to answer, when suddenly a crisis surged in his heart, and a killing machine surged from above.

"Be careful!"

As soon as she finished speaking, it was like a sun falling from the sky, and the small valley was on fire, and the dead trees and weeds were whimpering in the fire, and the female corpses began to burn.

The gloomy valley seemed to fall into Hell in an instant, and endless flames fell from the sky, trying to burn everything up.

The incident happened too quickly, and Shu Yueji didn't have time to react, and her white lotus robe turned into a transparent lotus flower that covered her inside.

This white lotus trembled a few times before withering, and this white lotus robe could not withstand the power of the flames and was already destroyed.

Sensing that his master was in trouble, the Spirit Rhino Sword flew out of the sword sac on its own, dancing into a sword curtain to block the flames from the outside, but the pervasive flames still burned in through the gap between the sword curtains, setting Shu Yueji's hair and clothes on fire.

Shu Yuejian faced danger to his life for the first time since coming down the mountain.

She saw a charred figure take two steps and fall in front of her.

It was Lin Jingyong, who opened his arms before he died, wanting to protect something.

Shu Yuejian was furious, she never thought that Lin Jingyong would die in front of her.

How could he die?

Her divine consciousness was stimulated and expanded rapidly, and she soon felt a figure in the sky, holding a magic weapon and tilting the flames downward.

Shu Yuechen smiled, withdrew the Baiyun Sword, and held the Spirit Rhino Sword, today she wants to make a sword, regardless of life and death, as long as she kills the enemy!

The Jin Dan in her body that had not yet been formed spun rapidly, and then suddenly burst open, and the aura of heaven and earth also rioted.

Shu Yueji's consciousness was extremely calm, and the invisible sword intent spread outward.

The burning flames were abruptly extinguished, and the laws of the environment in this small valley shifted in the opposite direction, as if falling from Hell into Hell, red receded, and white began to take control.

Dead wood, weeds, charred corpses, rocks, and mountain peaks were covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost.

Wu Daoyou, who was struggling to support him, was finally freed from the flames, and when he saw this abnormal scene, he subconsciously looked up.

I saw a sword light flying into the sky and slashing towards a sun.

That sun is not a real sun, but just Hu Xiulan's magic weapon, Tianhuo Glass Cup.

The Sky Fire glass lamp is shaped like a glass lamp, and endless flames burn in the lamp.

She used a magic weapon to attack her, thinking that she could burn everything of this shame without fail, but she ushered in a sword light.

She once again urged the Heavenly Fire Glass Jar to release flames to fight against the sword light, but she felt that the spiritual qi was not as flexible as before, like a layer of ice, extremely dull.

Hu Xiulan finally understood that her opponent was a sword cultivator who had cultivated sword intent, and a swing of a sword could shake the laws of heaven and earth.

The cultivation of this sword cultivation is to build the top layer of the foundation, and it is about to form a golden pill, but she shattered the golden pill and temporarily summoned powerful spiritual power to cut out this earth-shattering sword.

This sword light was menacing, as if there was no return, but when it came to her, it was like mist, as long as there was a flaw in her body, it would be torn apart by the invisible sword qi.

Hu Xiulan urged the Heavenly Fire Glass Jar while thinking hard about what magic weapon could help her avoid this sword.

Although her cultivation is in the Jindan period, she doesn't have much experience in killing and conquering, so she can't think of any way.

Annoyed, Hu Xiulan shouted angrily: "I'm a great monk of the Jindan period!" ”

Shu Yueji felt the sword qi carefully, and noticed that this Jindan female cultivator's way of operating the aura was not very clever, although she could mobilize a large amount of spiritual energy, in her hands, it could only be used to urge the power of the magic weapon.

The Heavenly Fire Glass Bowl and the Spirit Rhino Sword continued to fight, and in the end, both were destroyed.

The invisible sword qi took advantage of the situation and passed through Hu Xiulan's chest and abdomen.

She heard the other party laughing at her: "Paper-paste Jindan!" ”

Jin Dan was torn apart by the invisible sword qi, and Hu Xiulan screamed miserably and fell into the small valley.

Shu Yueji flew down and stood in front of her.

In other words, if someone else was injured by this sword, she would definitely die, but Hu Xiulan's body emitted bursts of green light, helping her slowly repair her body, obviously she had taken some kind of heavenly treasure.

The white lotus robe on Shu Yueji's body had long since become fragments, and the skin and hair on his body that had been burned by the fire were slowly repairing.

She took out another Qingyue magic robe from the sword bag and changed it to her body, and retrieved the broken Spirit Rhino Sword and the fragments of the Heavenly Fire Glass Cup.

The Spirit Rhino Sword connected to her mind, and there was a wail at this time.

Shu Yueji's mind has been injured, the golden pill that is about to be formed has been shattered, and the cultivation has returned from the top layer of the foundation to the middle stage of the foundation, but her sword intent has risen to a higher level, and her combat power has not decreased.

Although the Qingyue cloak is not as high as the white lotus robe, it also has some protective effects.

Shu Yueji, who was wearing Qingyue's robe, had hair like a waterfall and a face like jade, which made people never imagine that the amazing sword just now was from her hand.

Hu Xiulan was extremely frightened, she was trembling and squirming backwards.

Shu Yueji took out the storage bag on her body, took out a fragrant crimson pill and handed it to her.

Hu Xiulan hurriedly showed joy after taking it, she thought she would die.

Shu Yuechen looked at this woman in palace clothes, at this time she had long lost the lofty momentum on the portrait, and even a little downcast and pitiful.

Shu Yuezhen just didn't want her to die so easily.

Shu Yueji turned his head to look, Bai Yuting was burned first and then frosted, and he was already dead at this time.

Master Wu cast a spell to make two ice coffins, one put Lin Jingyong and the other put Bai Yuting.

Shu Yuechen said to Master Wu: "Trouble Master Wu, make some more ice coffins, and take these innocent mortal women who died tragically into it." “

Wu Zhangmen nodded and gathered the corpses one by one.

Shu Yuejian's gaze moved to Lin Jingyong's charred corpse, and sadness gradually welled up in his heart.

She had already regarded this poor Taoist priest as a friend, and thought that if she had the opportunity in the future, she would go to Qingshan Town to see him.

He died like that!