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Almost at the same time, outside the ancient ruins of the Holy Abyss.

In the distant sky, a little blue-purple light suddenly appeared. It was like the stars twinkling, and the sound of wind and thunder was faintly heard.

"Boom~"

The sound of wind and thunder gradually approached, gradually becoming deafening, and the blue-purple light was flourishing.

Faintly, a slender and graceful palace costume was revealed in the light. The long shawl fluttered behind him, ethereal like a heavenly palace fairy left in the mortal world.

The lilac skirt flew, the woman's figure gradually became clear, her temperament was gentle and moving, but there was a trace of anxiety between her eyebrows, and she seemed a little uneasy.

Dao Dao Lei Gang hovered around her, and as he walked, he repelled the Sky Gangfeng, exuding a hint of destruction and rebirth.

In the distance, you can already see the entrance of the Holy Abyss Ancient Ruins, the spatial cracks are full of colorful mist, and the slightest colorful ripples ripple out of them, and the faint spatial fluctuations are revealed, and the spatial cracks seem to be sometimes bulging, sometimes contracting, as if they may disappear at any time.

The toes volleyed a little, layers of ripples rippled in the air, and the three-zhang long purple shawl spread out in the wind, and the woman's figure turned and flew towards the spatial crack.

"Stop! Who is so bold, how dare to trespass on the forbidden land~"

The sword intent that was as heavy as a mountain pressed down, as if the space was solidified.

I don't know when. A figure appeared in front of the spatial crack, a dark blue robe and white hair. A red sword seal in the center of his eyebrows emitted a sky-high sword intent, which was Zhang Zunyin, the leader of the Eight Desolations Sword Sect.

He just stood quietly, every pore of his body exuded a fierce sword intent, freezing the heavy space, and his body was three feet square, even the wind was still.

The woman in purple looked anxious, as if she hadn't heard Zhang Zunyin's words at all. Heavy thunder gang lined up the sword intent in front of him, and rushed forward without any pause.

"Feng Feiyan!" The blue and white light and shadow flashed, and the figure of Liu Mei appeared next to Zhang Zunyin. The jade face was frosty, Xuan Xiao stabbed his front finger, and the red and black weird shadows spread, locking on Feng Feiyan from afar. "You should know the consequences of trespassing in the Secret Realm. Don't stop at a moment's notice. ”

Gongsun Mo was shocked by the sound, his hand shook, and the rune light on the puppet parts suddenly distorted, emitting a dazzling burst of strong light, and then the green smoke rose into the air, and the parts were completely scrapped.

He looked up with a little anger, only to find that the three people who were facing each other in front of the spatial crack had no choice but to get up and fly over.

Feng Xiutong sighed when he saw this. frowned and slowly followed.

Unexpectedly, the sect master had made so many arrangements, and he still couldn't stumble her. Or let her rush over before the Holy Abyss Ancient Ruins closed...... What should I do now?

"I'm just going in to take a look, I'll come out right away, can you make it convenient?" Feng Feiyan stopped helplessly, her eyebrows were worried, her eyes seemed to be a little worried, and with a little hope, she kept wandering around the spatial cracks and a few people.

Zhang Zunyin's eyes were half-open and half-closed, ignoring them, but blocking the way into the spatial crack.

"Feng Feiyan, we all know why you want to go in. Liu Mei was expressionless, but there seemed to be some sympathy in his eyes, "Although Chen Zhengyang has some talent, he doesn't have enough background, otherwise he won't be lost in the ancient ruins of the Holy Abyss." Even if you do, you'll be disappointed. I don't know how many talents like you, why do you bother thinking about a dead man?"

Concubine Feng's heart froze, and a trace of sadness appeared on her face.

The Holy Abyss Ancient Ruins were so cold that even the Heavenly Rank Kings could not survive in it, so only this month could they enter safely. How could she not have known that there was little hope?

There is no greater mourning than death. For so many years, if there was not such a glimmer of hope, her heart would really be dead.

Liu Mei's idea is actually the attitude of the vast majority of people. Chen Zhengyang was born in the last descendant of the side branch, but he has amazing talent, and he acts arrogantly and unscrupulously, as soon as he disappeared, I don't know how many people applauded.

Gongsun Mo looked at a few people and found that the matter didn't seem to have anything to do with him, so he took out a part again and continued the work that he hadn't done just now.

"Hey......" Feng Xiutong sighed again, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, "Concubine Yan, the rules are the rules, and they won't change because you are alone." What's more, a month is a quick time. Even if you go in now, you won't have time to find someone. It's better to wait for Chen Mo to come out here, and there will naturally be results. ”

Feng Feiyan closed her eyes and condensed, took a deep breath, slowly spit it out, and then opened her eyes, her expression turned firm, and she slowly shook her head with a solemn face and refused: "You don't have to persuade me." ”

She tried her best to get rid of many trivial matters and rushed over, just to enter the Shengyuan Ancient Ruins to find out whether Chen Zhengyang was still alive. If you don't go in and take a look at it yourself, how can you be willing?

It seems that you can only see the real chapter under your hands.

The Xuan Qi in her body was agitated, and Feng Feiyan was ready to make a move. At this moment, she suddenly heard Feng Xiutong's divine thoughts.

"Before Chen Mo entered the Holy Abyss Ancient Ruins, he had a fight with Li Shengshu of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect, and he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood......!

Before she finished speaking, Feng Feiyan's eyes sharpened, and she frowned and asked, "What did you say?"

Quack~quack~quack~......

A flock of crows flew overhead.

Feng Xiutong looked stunned, and there was only one thought swirling in his mind: Oops! The provocation was exposed! Liu Mei would definitely hate me!

Gongsun Mo's hand shook, and the parts in his hand were scrapped again. He twitched the corner of his mouth, and then the bright color in his eyes flashed, and when he raised his head, he had that honest expression again: "Chen Mo was beaten and vomited blood, and I also saw it." ”

It's good to make up for it!

Feng Xiutong's eyes lit up, and he patted Gongsun Mo's shoulder vigorously. To deal with Zhang Zunyin, you should have the same hatred for the enemy!

He was so happy in his heart that he couldn't even care about the worry just now, but he couldn't show it on his face, so he could only touch his beard and be secretly satisfied.

Feng Feiyan nodded at Gongsun Mo and said, "I believe your words!"

Then she glared angrily at Zhang Zunyin. A fire burned in his eyes.

Feng Xiu's hands tightened, and he almost pulled his beard off.

Gongsun Mo's words are believed, but his words are not believed? They are all human beings. Why is the difference so big?

Feng Feiyan was full of anger in her heart at this moment, how could she take care of anything else? With a grasp of it, the purple shawl floating behind her fell into the jade hand, and the heavy thunder condensed on it, bursting out with a trace of earth-destroying aura.

It turned out that this purple shawl was her weapon, the mysterious weapon weaving thunder silk.

The weaving thunder silk is taken from the unique Tianlei tree on the Tianlei Mountain. The Heavenly Thunder Tree is struck by the Heavenly Thunder all year round. With an unrivalled ability to withstand lightning, the fibers from the trunk are removed and tempered in the thunder pool for three years. It is the weaving thread that weaves thunder silk.

After weaving into silk, the elders of Tianjimen are invited to draw the talisman inscription on it with a special method. Drawing runes on soft cloth is much more difficult than metal. After drawing. It will also be tempered in the heavenly thunder for three years. It is the real finished product to weave thunder silk.

Recently, Chen Mo has been integrated into a trace of the aura of the Thunder Dao, and the power has reached a higher level.

The three-zhang long woven thunder silk is coiled, and the blue runes on it twist and writhe, forming a thunder pattern, exuding the breath of reckless thunder.

Feng Feiyan's expression was cold and awe-inspiring, how could there be a trace of gentleness? Like a dragon swimming for nine days, ready to go.

"Mo'er's injury. I'll get it back from you!"

She didn't talk nonsense, she waved her hand, and the woven thunder silk flying in the air rotated like a spiral, and was twisted into a strand, and the thick and condensed thunder gang was attached to it, like a thunder whip.

With a finger of her right hand pointing forward, the weaving thunder silk flew like a spiritual snake under her control, with a trace of thunder and destruction, and struck Zhang Zunyin like lightning.

Zhang Zunyin's eyes slowly opened, his eyes were full of light, and his body was full of sword intent, awe-inspiring. The heavy sword intent crushed the Quartet, and the sharp sword intent seemed to come to life, ready to move.

Within a radius of three zhang, the wind stopped.

The wind around him, as if driven, blew slowly through the surroundings, but not a single trace came close to him.

His eyes froze, his right hand pointed into a sword, and with a little fingertips, the scattered sword intent suddenly changed, and the wind swept away.

The exercises of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect can only be cultivated to the peak of the Heavenly Rank King at most, and if you want to break through to the Holy Rank, you must comprehend your own sword path. For countless years, the ancestors of the Eight Desolation Sword Sect have been working towards this goal.

Zhang Zunyin belongs to the wind system, and the sword intent he chooses to comprehend is also the wind, and he is already in full swing at this time.

The gang wind is the wind, the strong wind is the wind, the breeze is the wind, and the windless wind is also the wind.

At this time, the sword intent, which was as dignified as a mountain and had no wind and no waves, suddenly moved, turning into a violent wind and a storm, like a group of hunting lions, entangled towards the tip of the weaving thunder silk.

"Tell the truth!"

Liu Mei saw that the two were fighting, and the coldness on his face was even worse, as soon as Xuan Xiao raised his stab, as soon as his body retreated, he was about to escape into the shadows and stop Feng Feiyan.

She saw that battle with her own eyes, and naturally knew that Li Shengshu was more seriously injured than Chen Mo. This letter is reversed in black and white, and it is clearly aimed at Zhang Zunyin.

Feng Xiutong was in a hurry, and finally let Feng Feiyan and Zhang Zunyin get started, how could he let her intervene? The blood in his head surged, and he took a step forward, and the slightest thunder and thunder swam like a spiritual snake, burrowing into the shadow behind Liu Mei, stopping her action.

Feng Xiutong said with a hippie smile: "Sister Liu, let's talk about life~"

"Hmph!" a cold light flashed in Liu Mei's eyes, and he stared at Feng Xiutong tightly. She didn't know that Feng Xiutong actually had the guts to tease her!

The white jade fingers flew over, the Xuanxiao stabbed into a chaotic shadow, the black and red weird aura diffused, and her figure suddenly froze, shattering and disappearing like a bubble.

Feng Xiutong woke up suddenly, as if he had been poured down by a bucket of cold water. His brain was hot just now, and he actually teased Liu Mei!

Finished!

The people of the Yin Kwai Sect are the best at concealing and sneaking attacks, and Meimei must be eyeing him now!

Let's run!

Feng Xiutong suddenly turned around, thundered all over his body, and quickly rushed towards the half-step peak.

A vague black shadow suddenly appeared behind him, and the black-red Xuanxiao thorn was covered with a layer of shadow, as if swallowing the surrounding light, leaving a black trail, silently stabbing towards Feng Xiutong's back.

"Ah!!h

Feng Xiutong screamed, covering his ass with both hands, and blood flowed from his fingers.

Caught off guard, he felt that the wound was numb for a while, and he suddenly felt bad.

"Crackle~Crackle~" Lei Gang stacked layer by layer, protecting his body, Feng Xiutong had no luck in his heart, and fled towards the bottom of the mountain like lightning.

Feng Xiutong, this old cub, actually teased Xiaomeier in front of him!

Gongsun Mo had frost on his face, crushed the scrapped parts in his hand, and chased in the direction of Feng Xiutong's escape.

"Sister Liu, I'll help you. ”

It's too late, it's too soon.

Feng Xiutong stopped Liu Mei and fled down the mountain, but it was just something that happened in a few breaths. On the other side, Feng Feiyan's "Spirit Snake Strike" had just arrived three feet in front of Zhang Zunyin.

"Puff~Puff~Puff~"

The weaving thunder silk penetrated several sword intents one after another, and the heavy resistance was like walking in a swamp, and the thunder was consumed little by little, and the speed of weaving thunder silk became slower and slower, slower and slower.

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