At the head of the wall, it was obviously a hot summer, but the wind was damp and cold, with a thick smell of blood.

Jiang Yuning was dressed in a blue robe, her posture was swaying, like a blooming lotus, peerless and independent, out of the mud without staining, even in the gloomy evening dusk, it could not hide the bright light of that beautiful cheek.

The hair is fluttering, and the beauty is peerless.

"Su Chen, if you are the leader of the beast tide this time, it must not be long before you can take back to Sun City, right?"

"It would be nice if you were still with me!"

In Jiang Yuning's heart, an arrogant but distant blue-robed figure kept emerging, stirring the thread of love.

This pitiful artistic conception picture was shattered by an old voice.

"Jiang Zhenchuan, how is the battle situation today?" Fang Guigen is an elder of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, so there is no need to be polite to Jiang Yuning, but in his heart, he admires this young girl, so his tone is soft, more like a peer exchange.

Because, the combined identities of Princess Tianxuan and the true inheritance of Shanhai Palace are almost equivalent to an elder of a sect.

"Yu Ning has seen Elder Fang. Coming back from her contemplation, Jiang Yuning put the messy green silk behind her ears with an elegant posture.

Hearing Fang Guigen's question, Jiang Yuning's face was a little lost, and he said in a low voice: "A large area of Sunset City has been occupied by blood beasts. Although there is a steady stream of blood beasts still pouring out from the Shifang Mountain Range, the situation is still stable for the time being, it may be that the sect elders have restrained the powerful demon beasts in the mountain range, so that these blood beasts have no intention of further aggression and expansion. ”

"And all we can do is to clean it up carefully. In the event of a large-scale head-on battle with these blood beasts, it is difficult to determine who will win or lose, but either side will suffer heavy casualties. Moreover, just today, we have only done the outermost single clearance, and nine people have fallen in the Shanhai Palace, twenty people have been seriously injured, and forty-three people have been lightly injured......"

Jiang Yuning knew Fang Guigen's lofty status in the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and he knew that he was the envoy of the exchange point sent by the Four Great Sects and the Tianxuan Imperial Family to Luohuang Middle City, so he knew everything about him.

At this time, it is also a rare pleasure to have someone to help share the sorrows, and to find someone to talk to.

After listening to Jiang Yuning's objective and detailed report, Fang Guigen's old face was also full of solemnity.

"The tide of beasts is always stronger than the tide. According to you, if the demon beasts entrenched in Sunset City are not wiped out as soon as possible, sooner or later they will launch a general attack to threaten the various mid-cities, and when the time comes, it will really be a desperate situation. Fang Guigen's tone was heavy and analyzed in an orderly manner.

"That's right. They're still recuperating, but they're an opportunity for us to take advantage of. Jiang Yuning tapped his head and said.

The next moment, Jiang Yuning's words changed, and his eyes dimmed: "If Su Chen and Senior Brother Bai are here, with their terrifying combat power, it may not be long before they can lead the disciples of Shanhai Palace to slaughter the blood beasts in Sunset City!"

"After all, I am far inferior to them, both in terms of leadership and practical ability. ”

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuning's heart swelled with a deep sense of powerlessness.

Do I really have a chance to catch up with him in my life?

Such girlish feelings, listening to the ears of the old man Fang Guigen, provoked him to grin with a smile and soothe: "Then again, that kid Su Chen is still the first person I have seen in my life who is comparable to that one back then." That little martial idiot in Baishan City also followed Su Chen to the Daqian Dynasty, right? Indeed, there is a bigger stage for them to show their strengths, this Tianxuan Kingdom is still too small after all!"

"However, Jiang Zhenchuan, you don't have to be presumptuous at all. In the current true biography of the four major sects, if you want my old man to comment, the first person is none other than you. Those bastards of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, if they can have half of your mind and eighty percent of their strength, our entire Ten Thousand Demon Sect will be thankful. ”

Talking about the four true legends of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, Fang Guigen looked like he hated iron but not steel, and couldn't help but sigh and sigh.

"Elder Fang is too modest, how can Yu Ning have this strength. It's Qingqiu Gate, there is a strange person, have you ever heard of it?" Jiang Yuning asked with a smile in her beautiful eyes.

For Jiang Yuning, it's not that she has always complimented Su Xian.

But for her, when she talks about everything about Su Chen, she will be in a much happier mood.

Undoubtedly, there is an inexplicable relationship between Su Xian and Su Chen.

"Hmph, when it comes to Qingqiu Sect, I'll be angry, Jiang Zhenchuan, don't you know, around noon today, a shameless and insatiable Qingqiu Sect disciple came, and exchanged the three precious things in the exchange point. ”

As soon as he thought of Su Xian, Fang Guigen blew his beard and glared, and he was angry.

"Oh, there are such powerful people? Yu Ning just glanced at the exchange list, Rao is that I can't exchange a lot of things on the list now!" This matter suddenly aroused Jiang Yuning's interest.

Fang Guigen's chest rose and fell slightly, and a touch of ruddy color appeared on his old and gray face, and he said with horizontal eyebrows: "Who knows? On his identity token, it is actually written, you can exchange three items at will! This is the green passage opened by which old immortal of Qingqiu Gate? It's too shameless, right?"

"What is the identity of this person?" Jiang Yuning asked.

"Su Xian. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Yuning bent beautifully, and said with a smile: "Such a coincidence, the strange person that Yu Ning wants to tell you is Su Xian!"

After going around in a circle, I didn't expect to go back to Su Xian.

Belch.

Fang Guigen was obviously stunned for a moment, and he wanted to cry without tears in his heart: "But I really don't want to tell you about this Su Xian......"

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Luohuang Midtown, Fangfu.

In a fairly clean firewood room, Su Xian sat cross-legged, with no demonic fluctuations around him, but in his mind, there was a blue sea and turbulent waves.

Here, it is still a residence that Su Xian asked for from Fang Guigen with a shy face.

As for whether it was a firewood room or a partial room, Su Xian didn't care, as long as there was a quiet and private place for him to cultivate.

Coming here at noon, Su Xian studied the tricks of the whole afternoon.

The small trick, the third-order lower-grade cultivation of the divine exercises, focuses on manipulating the divine thoughts, subdividing Su Xian's huge spiritual sea into one into one, and then dividing it down to a drop of seawater, so as to enhance Su Xian's control over his own divine thoughts.

After an afternoon of practicing, Su Xian finally got started.

Perhaps because of the fourth-order divine thoughts, the third-order low-grade trick Su Xian can control very easily, and when he started cultivating according to the cultivation method above, a stream of enlightenment surged into his heart, and finally he got a glimpse of the door for the first time and saw the subtlety of the method of divine thought.

In the spiritual sea, an invisible force seemed to be cutting through the golden ocean, dividing it into ten equal parts of equal volume.

"It turns out that this is a divine thought!"

Looking at his masterpiece, Su Xian smiled happily, but instead of immediately condensing this divine thought into a Zhenshen spear, he immediately followed the request of Xiao Jiao to cultivate.

From the spiritual sea of Yicheng, to move out that drop of sea water is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

That drop of golden sea water is like a drop in the ocean, extremely small.

But only when this drop of sea water is really moved, Su Xian's little trick can be regarded as entering the house, otherwise, even if the prototype of the Zhenshen spear is condensed, it will not be able to restore its delicacy and divinity.

"Come again!"

Su Xian was not arrogant or impatient, calmed down, ignored the things outside the window, and embarked on his path of cultivation.

......

When the disciples of Shanhai Palace poured into Luohuang Middle City, the teams of the other three major sects also arrived one after another.

The second one to arrive was the Qingqiumen team led by Wu Ya, and a group of nearly 10,000 people naturally stayed in the Ding family.

The Ten Thousand Demon Sect is long overdue.

On this trip, the one who led the Ten Thousand Demon Sect to Sunset City was Fang Luoye, a true disciple of the True Inheritance, who was also a disciple of the Fang family.

Fang Guigen is the Lao Tzu of Fang Falling Leaves.

"Dad, can't I live in Fang's house?"

"No, you can honestly accompany Jiang Zhenchuan here to guard the city gate. ”

"Dad, can you bear to watch the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect being bitten by mosquitoes on the city wall and staying up all night?"

"Don't talk nonsense with Lao Tzu, many Tianjiao in the Mountain and Sea Palace can be, why is our Ten Thousand Demon Sect inferior?"

Fang Luoye was deflated, and he didn't care, anyway, this was his and Fang Guigen's daily life.

After the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect were also arranged, the Beast Control Sect, which was at the end, finally came.

"Senior Sister Suzhu, there is no place to live in the city, come and guard the city gate with us!" Fang Luoye shouted as he stood on the city wall.

Jiang Yuning held back a smile, and Fang Guigen slapped Fang Luoye's head angrily.

Feng Suzhu: "......"

Finally, when night fell, except for Qingqiumen, who settled in Dingfu, the other three major sects were stationed on the city wall, taking turns guarding the city gate, as if they were incarnated as an iron gate, guarding the lives of tens of millions of people behind them.

......

The night on the city walls does not seem to be the same as the night inside the city.

On the city wall, the night was tense, the crescent moon was like a bowstring, and many sect disciples were holding their breath and staring at the distance, looking into the distance tensely, always vigilant against the killing opportunities lurking in the night.

And in the city, the disciples of Dingfu and Qingqiu Sect are drinking and meat, washing away the fatigue of a day of fighting.

In a luxurious and exquisite house, Wu Ya's eyes were cold, and he raised his glass and drank wildly.

"Senior Brother Wu, the news of Su Xian's betrayal of the sect has passed, what does the sect say?" Zhou Qi suddenly poked Wu Ya's anger.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Huh?"

"The answer that the sect gave me is, do your!"

In the room, Wu Ya clutched his wine glass, his muscles swelled, his face was cold, and he was on the verge of anger.

Senior Brother Wu was angry, this answer seemed to be intentional by those old immortals of Yaofeng, and it must not be the true answer of the sect. Song Buyi sat downwind, and when he saw that Wu Ya was about to go crazy, he hurriedly got up and said with relief.

"Hmph, it's okay, those old immortals in Yaofeng are now entangled in important matters, and they are in the Shifang Mountain Range, no matter how long their hands are, they can't control us here. I want to see, as soon as Su Xian appears, who will dare to protect him!" Wu Ya snorted coldly, then closed his eyes and said no more.

Wu Ya's Tibetan vulture still has to recuperate from his injuries!

In Su Xian's body, Wu Ya had already felt the snub from the sect, which made him rise a nameless fire from the bottom of his heart.

Why?

An inner disciple whose cultivation is weak and does not know the origin can actually surpass his prestige in the hearts of the top echelons of the sect above him, a true disciple!

"Huh. As long as Su Xian dares to appear, whether he is dead or alive, is it not up to us to decide?" Zhou Qi has always supported Wu Ya, but at this moment, his face is also hideous, and he said with a sneer.

Song Buyi nodded slightly, his eyes were far-reaching, and his thoughts were indescribable.

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