The ghost sword and the demons were furious, and they didn't expect to be snatched by the other party without a trace in their negligence!

Under the flames of Cang Qiuyang's "burning body" with one move, the Ghost Sword could only watch Lu Tianxing succeed, and he was so angry that he shouted!

Traceless finally broke away from the clutches of the devil and escaped from the control of the ghostly sword, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and raised his eyes to look at Ye Qiuhong with a smile, but he was facing a pair of concerned and warm eyes, his eyes were burning and affectionate, full of endless lovesickness and resentment.

She was slightly stunned, smiled slightly, and said, "Thank you!"

"Master, you want to kill me!" A golden figure instantly pounced from Ye Qiuhong's arms.

The traceless handrail was taken and gently stroked in his arms, which was the long-separated beast pet hill.

Not only has it cultivated to the second level of high level, which is equivalent to the seventh layer of human condensation, but it has also gained a lot of weight, it seems that it has lived well in the past six months, and it has been spoiled by others.

Traceless said with a smile: "Xiaoshan, I almost don't recognize you." “

Xiaoshan covered his face with his paws, and buried his head in Traceless's arms in embarrassment.

Cang Qiuyang collected the spell, ignored the struggling and roaring demon beasts on the sea, and looked at the traceless with Lu Tianxing, his eyes were full of appreciation and relief, and there was a hint of doting.

Ye Qiuhong hurriedly withdrew his burning gaze and said softly: "Trace, it's me! Have you forgotten?"

Traceless smiled faintly, his eyes turned on Ye Qiuhong, Cang Qiuyang, and Lu Tianxing, and said respectfully: "Naturally know, thank you Ye Daoyou and the two seniors for saving me, Traceless is grateful!

Ye Qiuhong introduced: "Zhen'er, this is your ancestor Cang Qiuyang, your mother's master back then, and this is my master Lu Tianxing, your uncle." ”

Traceless was stunned and speechless, a pair of beautiful eyes turned around Lu Tianxing and Cang Qiuyang, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, since I remember the incident, I have been hiding from my mother and living a difficult and inhuman life, and I never knew that my mother still had a teacher! Besides, hasn't she been expelled from the sect by you? How can I come from my uncle and ancestor? Junior...... Now I am a disciple of Wuji Sect, my master's name is Zhuang Qingyun, thank you to the two seniors for saving me. ”

The three of them were stunned, and they couldn't imagine that Wuji still had a grudge against his mother's expulsion from the school, and he seemed to have a lot of grievances.

Cang Qiuyang's face was slightly pale, his eyes showed deep remorse, and he said astringently: "Child, it's the ancestor who is not good, I'm sorry for your mother!" In fact, the ancestor has been looking for your mother and daughter all these years, but unfortunately there has been no news for many years, and the ancestor has regretted not being at the beginning these years, and it is not good, child, you blame the ancestor and resent the ancestor, it is all right, and the ancestor will not blame you. ”

Lu Tianxing also sighed: "No matter what, from today onwards, you will never be alone with us again, we are your relatives!

Without a trace silently glanced at Cang Qiuyang and Lu Tianxing a few times, and then looked at Ye Qiuhong, seeing that he only nodded frequently, his eyes were sincere, and he couldn't help but sigh slightly, and the resentment in his heart suddenly became a little lighter, but when he remembered the haggard figure of his mother in his memory, and the displacement of the mother and daughter for more than ten years, he couldn't help but still hate and hate, and turned his head and drooped his eyelids.

Cang Qiuyang, who had a fiery temper, changed his previous temperament at this moment, and said softly with tenderness: "Good boy, even if you are now a disciple of Wuji Sect, in the heart of the master, you are still my good disciple!

After that, Cang Qiuyang's eyes were full of tears, and he was full of emotion, and choked up: "Child, you don't know how much the ancestor misses you during this time! I look forward to you returning to my side and letting the ancestor love you well...... Love you...... Take care of your ......"

With tears in his eyes, his heart was beating slightly, and he was secretly moved by the sincere words of the three of them, and the line of defense in his heart was gradually collapsing.

Before she could speak, a thunderous roar of the Phantom Sword suddenly sounded on the sea under her feet: "Cang Qiuyang! Quickly return her to this seat, if the Sea King learns that you dare to rob people halfway, go against him! I will swear with your Tianluo Sect not to give up!"

Cang Qiuyang was immersed in the sad mood of recognizing without a trace, and was suddenly destroyed by this ghost sword with a loud roar, his heart was full of anger, and he screamed: "Look for death! You three-headed monster is so daring, and you dare to beat my scar, I will take your dog life today, see what that Ao Ba can do with me!"

After that, Cang Qiuyang's fire attribute yuan power burst out like a mountain, rushing straight into the sky, even half of the sky turned into a blood red, and the whole person roared, turning into a hazy fire shadow, and instantly swept towards the dark sword!

Wherever the fire shadow of the autumn sun passed, it was as if the god of fire had descended, burning the entire sky and sea, and rushing straight away with a scorching temperature.

Countless demon beasts couldn't avoid it, and some touched the edge of the fire shadow of Cang Qiuyang, and suddenly it was like a dry firewood fire, blazing, and before they could let out a few cries, they turned into a pile of coke, and "plopped" and fell to the bottom of the sea and disappeared.

Under the suppression of Cang Qiuyang's terrifying Yuan Force, the Ghost Sword was so shocked that his face was as pale as paper, and his heart trembled, so he could only muster up the courage to fly with both heads, and spit out the Ghost Bone Cold Sword with all his strength, transforming into countless frost blades, shooting towards the flying fire shadows!

Although the Ghost Bone Cold Sword was sharp, it had encountered a natural nemesis, and before it had touched Cang Qiuyang's true body of the Hokage, it was already a cold flame, and its power was greatly reduced!

"Bang!"

Cang Qiuyang was like entering a no-man's land, stretched out his palm and struck the chest of the ghost sword, instantly knocking him out of the three zhang away, and then the beautiful shadow flashed slightly, and returned to his previous position in the blink of an eye, as if he had never moved a single inch in mid-air.

One move will injure the incomparable sword of the gods! Cang Qiuyang's mountain fame is indeed worthy of its name!

The ghost sword bent on the back of the Shura whale and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and he was so angry that he couldn't stop howling, but he looked down and saw the black and red palm prints on his chest, and he was immediately shocked and drenched in a cold sweat, the other party had already shown mercy, if he really wanted to take his life, I was afraid that he would become a piece of charcoal at this moment!

He raised his head and shouted angrily, "Cang Qiuyang, you dare to hurt me, aren't you afraid of the wrath of the Sea King?"

Cang Qiuyang said coldly: "What about the Sea King, if you dare to beat my apprentice again!

The ghost sword qi is gritting teeth, and the five tyrants of Fengyun are even more silent, no one dares to say anything, such a powerful Terran monk, one person can top an army of 100,000, they go up just to beg for death! Who dares to say more?

Suddenly, there was a hehe sneer from the sky, as if frost was falling all over the sky in the middle of summer, which made people cold to the bone marrow and extremely uncomfortable.

A green light and shadow pierced the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it was a white-haired old man in a dark green robe, stepping on a wide green leaf with green and crystal green, and a clever and intelligent girl beside him affectionately, looking at everyone with a gloomy smile.

The person who came was none other than the Aoba Ancestor and Mo Caini who came after him.

Others don't know the identities of the two, but Traceless and Ye Qiuhong have changed color.

How could Traceless forget this Caini, who had repeatedly tried to murder herself! Sure enough, it wasn't that the enemies didn't get together, and I couldn't imagine that in the vast East China Sea, we could meet again!

Ye Qiuhong was so frightened that his face turned pale and he couldn't speak, he knew that this old man in the ink robe was the Qingye Ancestor who had killed the Traceless Mother in the first place! The cultivation was very terrifying! It might even surpass the Tianluo Sect Sect Master Luoyun Zhenren Caviar Zhen!