There was no blood on the tip of Ning Changjiu's sword, his face was very white, and the lines were between soft and hard, looking like a personable son of a family.

The posture of his sword is also very strange, it is an extremely thankless posture, a lot of force is pressed on his legs and waist, and his arms seem weak and weak, but for some reason he can directly assassinate the gray-robed old man with a good realm with a sword.

No one knows when or where he appeared.

The moment the gray-robed old man fell, his body was freed from that strange sword posture, and the blood was wiped out when he collected the sword.

The first "senior ......" to recognize Ning Changjiu was Nan Cheng, who looked at the familiar back of the white-clothed figure and trembled with excitement.

All eyes fell on him.

"Who are you?" someone asked, vigilant, but not afraid.

The jade plaque on his waist is so eye-catching, it proves his identity and realm.

No matter how powerful he is, he is just an inner disciple of the Upper Immortal Realm, and he may be able to kill the gray-clothed old man of the Longevity Realm under a sneak attack, but at this moment, everyone is facing him, what waves can he stir up?

Ning Jiujiu didn't answer, just closed his eyes and said, "Now disperse, go back to your own cave, I can pretend that I didn't see you." ”

As soon as these rampant and provocative words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room changed abruptly.

They couldn't know his true realm from his breath or the sword, but at the moment his actions were probably just a bluff, but spare, the life-sparing cultivators were still reluctant to hand over the first sword.

Most of the monks present were cultivators of the previous generation, and generally the monks who had reached the bottleneck of their cultivation either held positions in the peak, traveled all over the world, or continued to practice in retreat, so their realms were also quite mixed, but most of them also had the strength of the Primal Realm of Longevity, and these elders were once regarded as the core strength of the Heavenly Cave Peak.

"When will it be your junior's turn to intervene in our grievances?" The person who questioned him earlier thought that he had seen his truth clearly, and stood up first.

Ning Chang's hand holding the sword hung down, looking a little weak, his eyes were closed, and his shoulders were also pulled, as if the sword that killed the old man in gray before was nothing but good luck.

Everyone knew that he was hiding clumsy, but after being closed for a long time, how could his confidence in the realm be bluffed by a junior? Not to mention that there were so many of them.

The man walked out, he stared at Ning Chang's sword, and said, "Willing to take it." ”

Ning Changjiu snorted, his body moved slightly, the white clothes dragged out a little afterimage, and the cold star-like edge of the sword tip also shook, and the sword qi was like water droplets splashing into the boiling boiler, and instantly turned into white gas and flew away.

And the vigilance and seriousness in the man's eyes turned to contempt little by little.

Ning Chang took out his sword, the sword qi was like an arrow, tight and instantaneous, and the killing intent was cut from the point into a line, cutting towards the man's throat.

When that sword came, the man only felt that the gray-robed old man was not worth dying—how ridiculous was it for a master of the long-term fate realm to die under such a sword?

The careless person had already laughed at Jiuquan, and he should learn a lesson, so that contempt was suppressed by him, and he tried to become cautious as much as possible, guessing whether there would be any changes in the sword after that.

There are no tricks. The sword hidden in the sword qi came straight in front of him, and the sword that should have been exquisite looked flashy because of the lack of realm.

The man reached directly into the sword qi with one hand, pinched the iron sword, and slapped the scabbard with the other hand, and with a bang, the long sword broke out of the sheath, and the brush went straight to Ning Chang's vital point.

Everything happened in a very short period of time, and the man's expression was so focused that someone behind him shouted "Be careful" and realized it later.

His concentration cost him his life.

The sword that killed him came from the side of his waist, and the tip of the sword broke through his defenses with almost no resistance, sending most of the sword body into the man's flesh and blood, and then the sword qi exploded from the inside of his body, blasting his Purple Mansion Qi Sea to pieces.

There was no chance of him surviving.

Before he died, the man looked away in confusion, and in his blurred vision, he vaguely saw a petite girl.

The girl has gone through several hours of sword trials, but not only is she not tired, but the murderous aura she shows at this moment is extremely inconsistent with her age.

"Monster ......"

This is the man's last evaluation of the brother and sister when he fell.

Ning Changjiu withdrew his sword, this time his sword was not even stained with a little blood, but the cold light on it was even more terrifying, he raised his eyes, looked at the other elders present, and said nothing.

Ning Xiaoling pulled out the sword, she was very nervous, and her nails clasped her palms tightly, so that the hand holding the sword could not hold back the trembling.

She had seen people kill people many times, and she had also killed many white bone demons in Riverside City. But this was the first time that her sword was stained with human blood, and even more unfortunately, her sword seemed to have pierced a thick vein, and the blood gushing out under the high pressure splashed on her white clothes, and her pupils turned dark red in the sticky and pungent smell of blood.

After the first killing, she was neither excited nor joyful, and even had some fear at the moment when she drew her sword, and her uneasy face was on the bright blade of the sword.

Ning Changjiu knew that this was something she would have to experience sooner or later, walked to her side, held her hand holding the sword, and said in a voice that only she could hear: "They want Master to die, what can we do?"

Ning Xiaoling closed her eyes, and the smell of blood lingering in her nose seemed to fade.

"Kill them. She said.

Ning Chang didn't affirm or deny it, he knew that there was a bloodthirsty seed growing in everyone's heart, and that seed was planted the moment everyone held the sword, but he hoped that Ning Xiaoling's seed could eventually grow into a lush flower tree, rather than a demon flower that was chosen to be devoured.

So he wanted to tell Ning Xiaoling the reason for the killing, so that she could strengthen her Dao heart.

Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling were certainly not the opponents of so many elders, but at the moment when the gray-robed old man died, the already unstable alliance gave birth to a rift again.

Some people have long looked down on those past grievances and grievances, they don't care how much strength this white-clothed young man still has, but the two corpses on the ground always remind them to spare their lives, and they have no intention of participating in this battle.

"The future is terrifying, I don't know what kind of realm I have reached now?" someone asked with emotion, leaving the cliff next to the dragon entanglement pillar.

"Well, your swordsmanship is very high, and you also have a strategy, if Lu married half of your brain, I'm afraid you won't be in today's danger. Someone else stood up, looked directly at Ning Changjiu and said something.

Lu is indeed a bit stupid...... Ning Chang bowed his head and agreed with him.

Some people spoke their minds, some expressed their attitudes, and people with evil intentions all had their own actions in a short period of time.

Ning Xiaoling gradually came out of the mood of the first killing, the wealth of her cultivation career in a month in Linhe City, and the red moon hanging high in the sky every day and every night, brought panic and gave her great courage.

Ning Xiaoling quickly calmed down, blood is sometimes a treasure. In the sword test meeting in early spring, even if she won the championship, she didn't have much real understanding, but at this moment, she saw blood with a long sword, and she had a further understanding of the Daomen Hidden Breath Technique and her own swordsmanship.

"Elder Yun, do you want to leave too?" someone on the edge of the cliff suddenly asked.

A man wearing an ordinary sword sword suit of the Heavenly Sect of the Heavenly Sect stopped, his face was thin and his body was long, and he looked like a teacher.

He didn't look very old, but he was called Elder Yun, and after hearing that shout, he turned his head and looked displeased: "What is the noise?"

The person who shouted said coldly: "I just hope you can remember your duty. ”

"Duty?

"You used to be the lawgiver of the Ritsudo. ”

"Oh, what do you want to say?"

"Lu is guilty of marrying! No one in the group knows this better than us, didn't you receive that letter?"

"Hmm, what letter?" Elder Yun looked puzzled, as if he didn't understand the other party's words.

And the other party didn't give him an answer, and he fell into the netherworld forever with his own questions.

The man who killed him with the knife was the man who originally used the blade against the back of the man in Tsing Yi, and after the man asked "that letter" before, he did not hesitate to turn the tip of the knife and kill the person who spoke.

And the man in Tsing Yi reacted extremely quickly, and at the first moment when the danger was out of his own, what he did was not to rejoice, but to draw his sword in an instant and stab at the threat.

The moment this scene happened like a flash of lightning, many sword lights lit up, as if everyone here had different thoughts and positions, and this chaos became even more chaotic after the chaos broke out.

And Ning Chang understood one thing in their short exchange: they wanted Lu to marry and die in a premeditated manner.

Someone was planning this behind their backs, and that planner didn't seem to tell everyone the news that he was going to kill Lu Marry.

Many of these people are loyal to the old peak master, and many of them have a big enmity with the old peak master, and their generation has a huge division.

This sense of separation was not clear when everyone was in retreat, but at this moment this feeling is like a giant axe hanging high, finally falling at this moment, easily splitting the hypocrisy on the surface, revealing the conspiracy hidden behind it.

"What the hell is going on?" Yazhu arrived a little late, she pushed the sword out of the sheath with her thumb in one hand, and held the silver sword that was supposed to be given to Ning Xiaoling in the other.

"They want to kill Master!" Ning Xiaoling explained the situation in the most concise and concise words.

Yazhu felt a sigh in her heart, she knew that there were contradictions hidden in the peak, but she didn't expect those old things to really contain such great power.

The sound of swords clashing suddenly sounded.

The man with the sword was wearing a high crown, and he slashed towards the man in Tsing Yi with a sword, and the man in Tsing Yi avoided it, and was directly cut off by the other party, and at the same time, the man with the knife was also stabbed in the back by the man in Tsing Yi after killing a person, and his body staggered, and he almost fell directly into the cliff.

In this scene, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is in the later scene, and no one is the winner.

More and more people are taking action.

They don't even know which side they belong to.

It's just that those who supported Lu Marrying, led by the Tsing Yi man who broke a wrist, guarded the position of the Fengshi rope to prevent it from being cut off by the sword, and Yazhu also grabbed the sword and left, and guarded in front of the Fengshi together.

Yazhu is also one of the people who teach disciples swordsmanship on weekdays, but Ning Xiaoling This is the first time she has seen Uncle Yazhu really shoot, her sword is not called more than one, but her footwork is very exquisite, when she passes through the sword shadow and sword light, her clothes are unscathed, like a little moth that keeps moving in the rain but does not stick to the rain.

Ning Jiujiu didn't take out his sword immediately, he always felt that there was something strange behind this matter.

Even if the old peak lord did have a grudge with them, but after all, he had been dead for so many years, what reason did they have to continue that hatred to this day or even pay for it with their lives?

And what is the "faith" that caused the death of the previous one?

Ning couldn't figure it out for a long time, just as he didn't vaguely remember anything until he saw the traces of the rock fracture on the cliff side at this moment...... Do you seem to have fallen into this peak?

The idea was a little unrealistic, but it quickly took over his brain at the first time.

"Xiaoling, I ...... before. Is it gone?" Even though the situation was critical, Ning Changjiu still couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said, "Well, so the master went to look for you, and she thought you had fallen to the bottom of the peak." ”

"Hmm......" Ning Chang nodded, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he finally remembered what happened earlier.

He killed Yan Feng on the edge of the cliff in a thrilling way, and then the other party's counterattack before death shook him into the bottom of the peak, and then after he woke up at the bottom of the peak, he found a narrow road, which just led to the outside of the Heavenly Cave Peak.

It was all he could think of.

Ning Chang didn't have time to think more, and in the chaos in front of him, a sword suddenly came over.

The realm of the elder who made the sword was not high, and it was not much different from Ning Xiaoling now, but the timing of his sword was excellent, and he keenly captured Ning Chang's loss of consciousness, and wanted to take this opportunity to kill this mysterious young man in one fell swoop.

This elder's sword destroyed the formation of thoughts in Ning Changjiu's brain.

It was also his interruption that Ning Changchang remembered many unreasonable places in his memory afterwards.

But he won't be thankful for this elder.

The young man's eyes glowed with gold, and his chest condensed into a ball of gold, which did not turn into a golden crow, but into a golden arrow.

There was no bow or string, but the golden arrow seemed to have wings on its own, and it could rush away.

Although the speed at which the elder unleashed his sword did not stagnate at all, he lost his goal in his eyes.

Because his pupils were illuminated by the sudden golden light, a huge heat ignited from his pupils, and in the blink of an eye, those eyes were burned into two beads the size of a fish's eye.

The sword in his hand still stabbed with inertia, and Ning Jiu had already dodged sideways, stabbing the sword into his chest with his backhand.

"Do you know what terrible things will happen when a person in retreat goes out?"

Just as Ning Chang was about to make further moves, a voice suddenly sounded in the crowd of people who were fighting.

No one could hear who made the voice, and no one asked this boring question, so the man had to answer to himself: "No one can know at the first time what kind of realm he has cultivated during this period of time, this is the biggest hole card for everyone here, and many of them have confidence not to be killed, including me." ”

"This self-confidence is often the source of disaster and death. The man sighed.

The fighting seemed to have subsided a bit.

It was only then that the crowd discovered the man who spoke.

The man was a young man in Xuanqing clothes, his face was white and immature, his hair was combed, and he was equipped with a long sword, he didn't know what kind of concealment method he used before, and no one in the audience found him, but when he walked out, the handsome young man was eye-catching, with a great sense of oppression.

"Who are you?" the man in Tsing Yi asked in a somewhat painful voice, and he couldn't remember when there was this person in the peak.

It was not the boy's answer that answered him, but his sword.

The young man opened his mouth as he spoke, spit out a mouthful of flying sword, the flying sword passed through the blood, and came to the face of the man in green clothes in one fell swoop, although he broke a hand, but after all, he was a master of the first realm of longevity, and this simple sword did not kill him under his precautions.

And the boy didn't want to kill him, he just revealed his identity.

"Seven meanings?" The man in Tsing Yi noticed the words engraved on the flying sword, suddenly remembered something, and exclaimed: "You are a member of the Purple Heaven Dao Sect!"

It is rumored that the swordsmen of the Purple Heaven Dao Sect like to use numbers as their surnames.

The young man didn't deny it, and smiled indifferently: "Purple Heaven Dao Gate, Seven Meanings." ”

He has lived for a long time, but the rejuvenation technique of the Daomen makes him look extremely young, and his milky white and delicate skin seems to be a newborn baby.

In the previous scuffle, the two factions fought each other, and someone lurked in it, stealthily attacking everyone, inflicting no light or heavy wounds on them.

He is the Seven Meanings.

After he had left his sword marks on the dozens of people present, he was sure that this generation of Heavenly Cave Peak was indeed empty, and he was the strongest among all the people present, of course, there was no need to do anything to hide.

Qiyi looked at the young man who was ordinary but extremely courageous, and smiled, "Are you willing to go to the Purple Heaven Dao Gate with me?"

Ning didn't pay attention to his question for a long time, he could sense that the other party's realm was extremely high, and it had even reached the point of half a step of the Purple Court, and now in this peak, except for Yan Zhou, who had come out of the prison library, no one was his opponent.

The smile on Qiyi's face did not diminish in the slightest, and his realm gave him unique patience, "It's okay, I'll give you time to think." ”

Ning Chang pretended to think for a while.

And Qiyi didn't want to wait for his answer at all, when Ning Changjiu lowered his head and pondered, he pretended to straighten the crown of his hair, and when his sleeves trembled, another flying sword was handed out and stabbed at Ning Changjiu.

Qiyi believes that each of his swords is a sword that kills with one blow, and it is not a problem to kill a young man from the outer gate.

There was a crisp sound.

Ning Chang blocked this sword, he didn't use his own sword to block, but took out a twisted black iron in the shape of a withered branch from nowhere.

This black iron has no edge, and it can't instill spiritual power, so it can't cut out sword qi, and it's very chicken to kill people.

However, due to his hard material, he is suitable for resisting the attacks of some swords.

Qiyi's sudden sword like a magnet slab hit the iron rod, a trembling sound was short but powerful, Ning Chang was shocked by the power from the iron rod and retreated, but the flying sword was also bounced away and pierced into the nearby rock.

Qiyi looked at the iron rod in his hand, his eyes were shining, and he knew that this was definitely a treasure that was not good-looking, but this treasure fell into the hands of this young man who didn't know how to control it, and it was really a sword covered with dust.

He planned to take action immediately and snatch what Ning Changjiu had in his hands.

But Qiyi still miscalculated one thing.

That was the contradiction between the Sword Heavenly Sect and the Purple Heaven Dao Sect.

The contradiction between these two sects has been going on for a long time, and Yan Zhou had previously doubted whether Ning Changjiu was an undercover agent sent by the Purple Heaven Dao Sect.

At this moment, the contradictions of the sect actually united the originally fragmented Heavenly Cave Peak, and all the sword tips pointed at the Seven Intentions in unison.

When Qiyi noticed it, he sighed unconsciously.

When the door master ordered him to come before, he told him to be calm.

And he realized at this moment that his breath still did not sink, although the general trend had fallen to his side, but those who he didn't care about at all suddenly twisted together, it would still bring a lot of pressure.

The tense atmosphere was quickly broken.

A cracking sound suddenly sounded.

Ning Changjiu's face, which was still indifferent even when facing the Seven Intents Flying Sword, finally changed at this moment.

It was the sound of a rope breaking.

When everyone's eyes fell on Qiyi, the man with the knife slammed through the defenses of several people and cut off the sword rope tied to the cliff peak with one sword!

The sudden scene shocked many people, and Yazhu even exposed her weakness as a woman at this moment, and exclaimed in surprise.

The tension suddenly dissipated, and Qiyi was relieved, and laughed heartily, "What kind of deep hatred and hatred are hidden in your Heavenly Cave Peak, and you want to put the peak master to death like this?"

This is also a question in the hearts of Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling, in their hearts, Lu is very good at marrying and marrying, no matter how heavy the grievances of the previous generation are, she should not be involved.

Ning Changjiu suddenly missed Zhao Xiang'er a little, if she was by her side, where would this monk of the Purple Heaven Dao Sect still have a chance to run rampant?

The slender iron cable had fallen down the cliff at the moment of breaking.

There was not a single sound in the valleys, and everything was drowned in the devouring darkness.

Lu marries and lives are uncertain.

The other people present, I don't know why, they all feel that Lu is more auspicious than he is, only Ning Chang calmed down after a short gaffe, he thought that he could get out of it if he fell into the peak and valley, and Lu was far higher than himself, so it should be fine.

He always stared intently at Qiyi, looking for even the slightest flaw that he revealed.

The spiritual power of the Seven Intentions Protector was not leaky, and he did not show any flaws from beginning to end, but soon, he made a fatal mistake that he did not even expect.

Qiyi looked at the people whose offensive had collapsed, and said, "Where is the holy weapon of the Purple Heaven Dao Gate that was stolen by that old thing back then, if you say it, I can spare that person from dying." ”

"The holy weapon of the Purple Heaven Dao Gate?"

Some people are puzzled, they have never heard of it, but they vaguely feel that they have touched the corner of some great conspiracy again.

And those who knew more about the inside story, their expressions suddenly darkened, and the murderous intent that could not be concealed was like a knife piercing the clothing, and the sharp edge was like announcing the authenticity of the words of the Seven Meanings.

The first to answer was the man who cut the iron rope with a knife, his skin had been exposed to the sun for a long time, and he looked very dark, if it hadn't been for the previous knife that broke the iron cable, he would have looked very inconspicuous hidden in the darkness at this moment.

He listened to Qiyi's words, and smiled, and the teeth that were opposite to his skin color were also dazzling like knives reflecting light, "It seems that your sect master is really dying, what kind of Purple Heaven Dao Sect, the sect master who survives by devouring the souls of the dead, is also worthy of being associated with the word Daomen?"

Face him

Ironically, Qiyi's face didn't change much, but the gaze that looked at him was already like a glance at a dead person.

He is indeed a dead man, unless he can escape at this moment, otherwise it is impossible for either the Sword Heavenly Sect or the Purple Heaven Dao Sect to let him go.

But he was still smiling, as if he didn't think he was going to die.

His smile finally froze until the moment the Seven Intentions Sword Blade pierced into his eyebrows.

His huge pupils widened, and all the faces were reflected in his scattered gaze, and his expression before he died was so shocked, as if he was wondering why no one rescued him, and at the last moment, he understood the truth of the rabbit and the dog, and he decided to tell the deepest secret in his heart, but unfortunately he only had time to utter a syllable:

"Cold ......"

After a syllable similar to Han, the knife-wielding man fell to the ground, silent.

This cold word fell into everyone's hearts, and they have different interpretations.

Qiyi also had his own plans in his heart, he knew that there were countless treasures hidden at the bottom of this peak and valley, and this undead black mist blocking the way seemed to be a dignified announcement that the holy weapon that could hold all souls was hidden at the bottom of the Heavenly Cave Peak at this moment!

He raised his arm, his black sleeves like two black holes.

The black mist began to churn with his movements.

"Stop him!" someone shouted.

The silver blade was handed over in a piece, but the man at the center of the storm was unmoved.

As I expected...... The corners of Qiyi's mouth were slightly hooked.

He had practiced the Tao for decades, not to exorcise ghosts and evil spirits but to summon spirits, and this valley of undead was like a vat of tumbling and wriggling maggots, tossing up and down between the waves of his arms, and he experienced the beauty for a while, and then his hand slammed into it.

These evil souls were his greatsword, he had never held such a huge sword, and he was confident that this sword would slash everything in the Hidden Peak when it took shape.

But Qiyi forgot one thing.

All swords in this world have two blades.

When the tide of evil spirits rose like a tsunami, Ning Jiujiu finally found the opportunity of this moment.

He glanced at Ning Xiaoling, who had been silent for a long time, and understood, and immediately nodded.

She was going to help him protect himself from the sneak attack behind him.

Ning Chang's sword-holding figure rushed towards the wave of undead.

Qiyi sighed slightly, he vaguely felt a trace of alarm in his heart, but he couldn't figure out where this trace of alertness could come from anyway?

Then Qiyi looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but think of a myth and legend.

Legend has it that when a warrior led his tribe on flight, they came to the edge of a sea where they had no way out, but fortunately the gods sent down the light and gave their strength to the leader of the warriors, who separated the sea with supreme divine power, and when his tribe fled along the seabed, the sea bridged and stopped the pursuers.

In the thousand waves stirred up by the souls of the dead in front of him, a path was carved out from the middle.

It was a golden road, like a stairway to the kingdom of God.

Then Qiyi found that he was still wrong, this is not the legend of the gods parting the sea, but the story of the water that evaporates all the rivers in the nine days of nature.

The darkness seemed to have met a natural enemy, and it was gnawed away in an instant, and the golden crow as the "culprit" hung in the center, with a red sun behind him, so his dark golden feathers also became a black silhouette.

"Evil beast!" Qiyi finally lost his temper, he realized that this thing should be an innate spirit with special abilities, but he didn't realize that the waves of his emotions would cost him his life.

At the alternation of darkness and light, a sword stabbed in.

The sword also seemed to be given strength by the gods, and it was so fast that there was no cold light to be seen.

But Qiyi is by no means an idle person, he had witnessed the gray-robed old man die under this sword before, he recognized that this was not the sword technique of the Sword Heavenly Sect, so he was also extremely curious about Ning Changjiu's origin, and even had the idea of wooing him.

It's just that the bystander and the person who is there are two different things, and when he really faces this sword, he feels that kind of horror.

The feeling reminded him of the first time he had learned the art of soul control, when the fierce roars of those souls had eaten away at his mind, and he trembled under that fear, and countless tears flowed through him, and now that he had rejuvenated, the shadow of his childhood had fallen again.

"Tianwei! You are vainly attacking Tianwei! A sword like yours will be destroyed by heaven and earth sooner or later!"

Qiyi didn't speak, but the thought in his heart forced the only revenant souls around him to finish speaking.

Ning Chang had heard a similar curse in Riverside City, but he didn't care.

The sword slashed off the head of the Seven Wills, and his body fell backwards, falling into the endless abyss, gnawed by the hungry souls of the dead. And his head was thrown high and landed smoothly, and his expression before death did not know whether to cry or laugh.

After Qiyi's death, everyone was obviously relieved.

They looked at the sword in Ning Changjiu's hand, and they also felt an unreal coldness.

The man in Tsing Yi looked at the sword and frowned.

There was blood on the sword.

This shows that the young man has exhausted all his strength, and he can't even shake off the blood on the sword like he did just now.

And Ning Xiaoling stood behind him without saying a word, reflecting all the watching eyes with the sword body, and that appearance reminded many people of Lu Marrying when she was still a girl.

"Kill the boys and girls. ”

Such thoughts popped up in the minds of many people at the same time.

They stared at the blood hanging from the tip of Ning Chang's sword to make a final assessment of his realm.

But at this moment, unexpectedly, the words of the knife-wielding man before his death were also supplemented and fulfilled.

Inside the hidden peak, there was a sound of shaking and shaking.

They looked at the place where the voice had come, and the thoughts in their hearts soon came to them in unison:

"Cold prison, broken!"

......

Today, Tianguo Peak has encountered a huge turmoil that has not been encountered in decades, and the cause of everything is just a sinner who escaped from prison and a mysterious white-clothed man fighting, one died, and the other fell into the deep valley.

It's like a bait that causes fish of all sizes to emerge from the depths of the water.

And just when everyone felt that everything was going to settle for a while, the sound of the wall of the cold prison shattering was like a big Lu Huang bell, which shook the ghost in the hearts of everyone present and quickly fled.

No one knows who opened the cold prison.

But the mere thought of many of the old monsters in the Cold Prison makes people shudder.

Those who still had the strength to spare were staring in the direction of the cold prison, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Only one elder stared at Ning Changjiu deadly, and said in a cold voice: "I recognize this sword! You are the one who fell into the abyss before! It turns out that you deliberately want to lure Lu to marry...... You're the biggest demon who wants to wreak havoc on this peak!"

His words drew many people's attention from the cold prison back to Ning Changjiu.

The danger of destruction in the cold prison has not yet really arrived, and the powerful monsters inside have been worn out for so long, and maybe they have become pigs and sheep that can be slaughtered at will.

And at this moment, they still have time to judge sinners.

"Elder Huang, are you sure it's him? ”

"There will never be a mistake, even if such a strange sword is burned to ashes, I will recognize it! He, like the Seven Intentions, is also an undercover agent sent by the Evil Outer Dao!"

Listening to their words, Ning Xiaoling felt a little sad, she looked at the head on the ground, the hand holding the sword couldn't stop trembling, she couldn't help but draw the sword to crush all the people who opened their mouths, and beat these indiscriminate people into the deepest underworld.

At this moment, Ning Changjiu, who was the target of everyone, did not say a word.

Ning Xiaoling, who was forever tied to his senior brother, knew his true situation - the senior brother no longer had the strength to make another sword.

I have to protect him.

Her sword heart is even more stoic.

But anger and hatred could not be turned into the real realm, and she knew that if they attacked in groups, she would never be able to stop her, so soon, her murderous intent became mortal again.

Those elders with different intentions have not yet attacked, but Ning Changjiu can't support it himself.

He had already used that strange sword move three times in a row today, each time it was a huge loss to his body, he didn't know how he managed to survive until now, and he had exhausted all his strength when he killed Yan Feng.

He looked at the abyss, and suddenly a gentle feeling arose in his heart, like a thirsty man who has traveled through the desert for dozens of days, and finally saw the water in the oasis.

Ning Chang's body fell forward.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that he had been planted with a magic temptation!

Who planted it for himself? He couldn't remember.

It's too late.

The body without support is like a feather falling into the pool.

Ning Xiaoling, who was focused on the enemy behind him, let out an exclamation, her movements were still slow, and when she turned around, a piece of white clothes in her hand had already slipped away, and she watched Ning Chang fall towards the endless abyss.

Ning Xiaoling's heart was also like a huge stone tied to it, falling endlessly with him.

Her steps were unsteady, her body staggered, this flaw was caught, and a sword went straight to her back, but fortunately, Yazhu reacted quickly and immediately blocked the attack from behind for her.

"Xiaoling, don't do anything stupid!" Yazhu immediately reminded him.

Ning Xiaoling turned a deaf ear, she stared at the abyss, and when she wanted to jump down, she saw that white shadow floated up like a ghost again.

Ning Xiaoling immediately wiped away her tears, and when she calmed down, all the gloom in her heart disappeared.

"Senior brother...... Master!"

In the abyss, a white shadow held another white shadow against the sky, broke through the line of sight, and came to a messy hidden peak.

Lu Married hung her head, her extremely beautiful face was covered in the scattered green silk, and then her indifferent voice sounded, like a female ghost in hell who summoned spirits and asked for directions, "Which of you hurt him?"

......

......

(It's finally over, it's late, sorry.) ）

(Super thank you to the alliance leader of the book friend who doesn't know how to reward meow!! thank you Sister Meow for your continued support!The eighth gate of the kingdom of God opens, welcome the cute lord to come to her loyal kingdom of God~)