Last chance?

If you are lucky enough to extract those two drops of Yuanying blood, you can forcibly cleanse the lower meridians, pass the addiction of a high-level monk, and then ...... died happily, saying that with Mu Qingchuan, the woman who was the head of the Yufeng Sect, went to Huangquan together, which is also a good way to die, but Yemen is the right person, but unfortunately failed Yan Shujia, I hope she can successfully find the sword trick and flying sword, which can be regarded as a gift before my departure.

Jiang Feng stretched out his hand and put the last wisp of spiritual power into the storage bag, and the idea of survival rolled in the sea of knowledge, like a boat rushing to the shore with only one oar.

............

Qi country, north of Kyushu City.

When she first arrived here, Yan Shujia, who had not yet started looking for clues, felt a palpitation for no reason, she couldn't help but look around, but saw the pavilions and pavilions, although the winter has not gone, but the scenery is full of beautiful scenery, all of which are full of luxurious atmosphere, but there is no existence that can affect her heart, let alone the reason for her heart palpitations.

Fortunately, the feeling of palpitations was fleeting, but for some reason, she couldn't calm down for a long time.

I hope it has nothing to do with Jiang Feng!

She suddenly remembered the changes in the Ancient Treasure Tower of Eternity, as well as the shocking details related to Jiang Feng that she had found out later. Although the final result was good, she was always reluctant to see Jiang Feng walking on top of the dangerous building.

Senior Sister Chen's letter to Ninghai County was in a hurry, she originally thought it was an ordinary official letter, but after reading it, her heart was warm, and she didn't even have time to entertain Senior Sister, so she hurriedly took leave and returned to Kyushu City to find out what Jiang Feng wanted to give her.

"Heavy color and light friends!"

I still remember the words of my senior sister with a little jealousy, but Yan Shujia was faintly excited in her heart, looking forward to it, thinking in her heart, this has been no news, taking concubines one after another, and provoking the fox spirit's negative person, even knows that he is worried about himself, and prepares a good gift for his trip to the avenue.

It's just that......

The Qingyang Lane mentioned in the letter has already been rebuilt, just five years ago, the whole was assigned to a relatively prominent family in the sect, but the small officials in charge of household registration, even if there is only a cultivation in the middle of the Qi practice, after he showed his identity and exposed his cultivation, he was unwilling to tell himself the truth, and even the identity of this family was used as a secret. Thinking about this change, there may be some untold secrets, but this is not something I should pay attention to.

No matter how the situation changes, the country is always the private delicacy of the superior and has never changed.

I heard that Master Qi Zhengfeng's new mansion also came like this, but it is very strange that Master has not made an inch of success recently, and he will be given a town as a food town.

This should be it.

Walking slowly for a few miles, Yan Shujia compared to an old map, and soon found the direction mentioned in Jiang Feng's letter, although the small temple has been renovated, but the shape has not changed much, the surrounding water vapor is rich, and the pond is also there, Yan Shujia's body jumped, fluttering up a few feet, and he caught a glimpse of the traces of a pond in the high wall, but this pond has been connected with an artificially built clear spring, twists and turns, and has become a part of this pavilion garden.

"Senior Sister Yan!"

She suddenly heard a familiar voice from the courtyard, and when she looked at it again, it was Qi Xuanrong, and her face was a little embarrassed, and she said in her heart, why is he here, could it be that he is following me?

"I've seen Senior Brother Qi. ”

"Why did Senior Sister Yan come here?" Qi Xuanrong flew in three steps and came to the front.

"That's a question I want to ask you too. ”

"This is my third uncle's house. Qi Xuanrong's smile did not fade, "Is Senior Sister Yan here to find me?" No, it is impossible, your invitation has not been sent out yet." ”

"Do you have a happy event?" Looking around, Yan Shujia found that servants were being dressed in many places in the courtyard.

"What's there, my mind, my sister understands. I just borrowed the courtyard of the third uncle to hold a discussion of the Taoist friends, and planned to invite a few friends from Jindanjing to join the party, including you, senior sister, Fang Cai, I thought you came to see it in advance, and suddenly remembered that although I sent an invitation last night, I naturally had to send your invitation in person. ”

"You're welcome. Seeing that Qi Xuanrong's enthusiasm was undiminished at the first meeting, Yan Shujia's cheeks were slightly hot, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of his thoughts, and took a small step back.

"Then junior sister, did you agree?"

"Optionally, if the official business is not very busy. Yan Shujia remembered the other party's great help before, and he really didn't have time to thank him.

"Then I'll wait for your good news. Qi Xuanrong frowned, and joy was engraved on his face, "Since Senior Sister Yan appreciates her face, why don't you help me see if the layout in this courtyard is appropriate." ”

"I don't understand that. Yan Shujia finally fell into the courtyard, and involuntarily walked slowly in the direction of the pond, it can be seen that although this courtyard has been renovated, it is mainly added and renovated, and the original furnishings are still there, for example, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the place mentioned in Jiang Feng's letter.

"These spirit trees are actually low-level magic weapons, and they won't really bloom, which makes the junior sister smile. Qi Xuanrong saw that Yan Shujia was calm and concentrating, and folded a passing flower and tree twig, thinking that she had become interested in this object.

"It's extravagant, but it's also fun. Maybe I can buy some for Master. Yan Shujia suddenly had a thought, thinking that in the cold winter season, he could prepare some such arrangements for the master and decorate the courtyard, at least the master should like it. Since it is the master's favorite, the master will naturally like it. Speaking of which, although Master did not blame all the previous deceptions, he was obviously extremely unhappy. Empathy, Yan Shujia has relatives, and secretly thinks that this matter must be done as soon as possible, the master's kindness is difficult to repay, and the master has silently endured too many ups and downs for himself over the years.

"If Senior Sister likes it, why buy it separately, I instructed my subordinates to prepare some of them, they are all low-level magic weapons, and there are not a few spirit stones on the left and right. ”

"Really?" Speaking of magic weapons, Yan Shujia's heart suddenly moved, but thinking about it, it seemed to be a bit overstepping, but there seemed to be no other way to cover up the compromise...... As soon as the rabbit fell, her figure flew straight in the direction of the old house.

"It's all old stuff here. Qi Xuanrong followed, very puzzled, "Does Elder Qi also like these mundane antiquities?"

"Didn't you just say that you can take away some magic weapons?" Yan Shujia smiled, her short hair flying, revealing a mysterious smile.

"This ...... Nature. Qi Xuanrong replied subconsciously, but he always felt that something was wrong, but that gentle and sunny smile made him a little intoxicated again, hey, it's a pity, the junior sister has a master, and Jiang Feng can be regarded as a good luck possession, which is really enviable.

But seeing the younger sister's figure move, he paced into the west wing, jumped into the beam, jumped on the beam, he moved with him, but saw Yan Shujia tap on the beam, a wooden wedge came out in response, and the aura appeared, and the ring hidden in it was taken in his hand.

Hmm, there are treasures hidden in this old mansion.

"Sure enough, it's here. Yan Shujia flicked his right hand, erasing the soul marks that were almost scattered on it, and the sixteen flying swords bound by the golden wire appeared in front of him, in addition to two cyan jade slips, the spiritual sense penetrated into them, one of which was the "Silver Lotus Sword Technique" mentioned by Jiang Feng, and the other jade slip was a "Lonely Yang Qiyu Heart Sutra".

"Senior Brother Qi, those who see it have a share, this is yours. Yan Shujia threw this Heart Sutra away.

"Feelings, you're here to hunt for treasure. Qi Xuanrong didn't understand the purpose of Yan Shujia's trip at this time, his spiritual sense probed into it, took a cursory look, and found that this Heart Sutra was of little use to himself, but the quality was quite good, and it could be used as the color of the Taoist Friends Association, which was not bad.

"Thank you! I owe my brother another favor. ”

"Forget it, forget it. Qi Xuanrong waved his hand, "These old mansions would not have been demolished, let alone inhabited, and they were also dusty here. He glanced at the flying sword in Yan Shujia's hand, and immediately knew that the quality was extraordinary, and he wanted to rely on this to help, Senior Sister Yan could go further, and said in her heart that she could become an adult, and it could be regarded as a success, "However, Senior Sister, what you promised, you are not allowed to go back." ”

"Of course!" Yan Shujia, who had obtained the flying sword and sword technique, was in a good mood, "Don't bother, I'll leave first, and wait for your invitation in Ninghai County." After receiving the flying sword and jade slip, she soared into the air, and when her figure was about to dissipate, she suddenly turned around and looked back, "Senior Brother Qi, I will bring Senior Sister Kong when the time comes!"

Bring Senior Sister Kong to ...... Qi Xuanrong, who was originally in a good mood, felt a little big.

............

In the belly of the mountain, where the demonic aura is getting stronger.

What appeared in front of Jiang Feng was a short hammer. The whole body is mottled with iron, which is from the person in front of him, to be precise, from the unnamed magic weapon in Mu Qianxue's storage bag.

It's a good quality thing, but it's a pity, it doesn't seem to be of much use.

Abandoning the last trace of residual thoughts, Jiang Feng let the short hammer fall off from his hand, this magic weapon that was pregnant with a machine spirit, he originally planned to use it as the consumption of the "Injection Pill Technique", the auxiliary materials had already been prepared, and the golden pill grade obtained from the Jinguang Pavilion monk Qin Yifan was also considered to be suitable, what was lacking was just the opportunity to reunite with Yan Shujia.

However, now Danpin is no longer important.

He was about to close his eyes, let fate dominate everything, and above his arm, a cloud of clarity poured out again, which was the surging breath of the black snake spirit Taihua who was unwilling to fall, presumably when he returned, it should be the moment when it returned to its body, the restriction of the power of rules, or the power of the demon Gu, could not restrain it, fused it, and left it with only freedom, only unrestrained.

Why should you be unwilling to mind yourself?

Looking up, Mu Qingchuan was wrapped in the last layer of crystal ice shell, although it was very thin, but it stubbornly prevented the invasion of the evil branches around her, she should be awake, but this semi-sleeping state should be one of the reasons why she can resist the evil qi entering her body.

It looks like it should be safe for at least half an hour.

Thinking about it again, Ying Ge and the others, who were no longer able to perceive the breath, together with their three apprentices, as well as Fang Jinlu, who had opened the formation, including Hongzhi, who was hiding in the ghost array, and who was barely breathing, might not have been annihilated and assimilated by these evil things.

It seems that only my luck has been exhausted first, and it has only surpassed the three-headed white ape, and its voice has long since dissipated.

Scold!

At this time, the short hammer finally fell to the edge of sight, blending into the vertical and horizontal silk vines, and was covered as a whole, the rusty iron color, tightly trapped by the red flesh and blood, and then, there were several red chains, quickly wound and intertwined around it.

It looks like it's about to melt, like my two magic vessels.

Collecting his mind, the aura of the black snake spirit surged like a tide again, and the slightest clarity hindered the evil qi from entering his body, but Jiang Feng knew that it was making a useless resistance, and Guy Yin had already felt the heavy aura in his feet, which was a sign of imminent assimilation.

It seemed that the monk had changed his strategy and had already decided to assimilate separately, and Jiang Feng even began to guess where the first white moth would fly out of his body?

However, he suddenly felt an irresistible palpitation, it was an aura that was targeted by the ancient fierce beast, and following the slightly familiar feeling, Jiang Feng suddenly found that the source was the short hammer that had just fallen, and a black fire was rushing out of the heavily wrapped gap, igniting all the flesh and blood that was bound to it.

Boom!

A heartbeat that resounded through the heart, both near and far, both real and nothing, penetrated the sea of knowledge, stirred up an abrupt wave, so that the originally clear, but already slightly turbid thoughts, suddenly condensed, as if the dough was suddenly kneaded together, became disorderly, but lost the possibility of escape.

The black fire continued to spread, and the aura around it spread rapidly, but more flesh and blood rushed from all directions, squirming rapidly, trying to extinguish the black fire that suddenly ignited.

Boom!

A second heartbeat followed.

The black fire spread in all directions, the pain of cutting the skin came, and every wisp of spiritual power that remained in the body was forcibly sucked out. The slender barrier that protected Mu Qingchuan cracked like a spider's web, revealing a cold and white face. But seeing that Yi's brows were furrowed, her pretty eyes were wide open, and the wrought iron magic weapon on her wrist suddenly emitted several layers of cold and awe-inspiring shields, wrapping her in the center again, and at the same time, her right hand forcibly catalyzed a red light, and while the shield was not closed, it hit Jiang Feng's body, and then, her breath was sluggish, and she took the initiative to fall into a deep sleep again.

Jiang Feng subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the red but lacking heat of light did not go straight to his chest, but drew an arc, flew to his feet, and hit those criss-crossing silks, there, the black fire that stretched everywhere had already gained an advantage, and the red light jumped out of it, but it came in time, like hot oil poured into a fierce fire, the black fire suddenly became more vigorous, quickly extended, and suddenly it was beyond the sight of sight.

A young beast with a body full of black fire, from the cracked short hammer, gradually straightened its body, looking like a tyrannical tiger with fangs and angry fangs, every inch of the originally distinct markings were twisted, exuding a crazy and restless atmosphere, the spiritual power was full of it, and the light was exhausted, as if it had lost its original flow law, I don't know what it was attracted to, and where it was led to.

This is...... 梼杌, more precisely, is the young beast of 梼杌, Jiang Feng suddenly remembered this ancient demon that only appears in the classics. It's just that this is obviously the body of the instrumental spirit, and who is it, refining it and confined in this short hammer, and covering it with dust to this day?

Roar!

As if awakened from its sleep, it leaped forward, and the black flame threads that spread everywhere suddenly became distinct and thick, but the red silk threads that were originally wrapped around the magic weapon were all surrounded and turned into overlapping ones, like a seamless cage of perfect forging, and surrounded the black fire and rage.

The two forces were suddenly entangled in one place, but with the dissolution of the short hammer below, the power of the machine spirit hammer seemed to add more help, the short hammer, not the foundation, but the molar, not for nourishment, but for the shackles, it suddenly turned its back to the sky, and the two originally closed eyes suddenly radiated red and black pillars of light.

The pillars of light intertwined with each other, entwined in one place, as fast as lightning, carrying countless restrained but manic waves of qi, penetrating countless heavy obstacles, heading straight upward. Between the lightning and flint, I only heard a burst in the air, and then there was a sound of falling, and the entire dense network of flesh and blood began to collapse inward.

However, the red light still did not give up, and in the gap between the heads of the Han Zhu, the dense, torn silk thread was re-gathered, turned into a solid hoop, and was set around the neck of the Han Qi, where the smoke lingered, if it was the body of a monster, I am afraid that the white moth would have been flying by now.

Even though it is the body of the machine spirit, it is not bothered by this red light, but the restrained power in it is constantly corroding its soul body, turning into the purest dust, and over time, it will definitely dissipate between this heaven and earth.

Boom!

The third heartbeat sound of stirring his heart came, and the short hammer under his feet broke in response, shattered into several pieces, and was submerged in the chaotic flesh and blood silk below, Jiang Feng only found that this sound was not only the heartbeat of the Han Zhu, but also accompanied by the collapse of the magic weapon, Jiang Feng, who had been free from the surrounding traps, at this time, thanks to the dispersion of the power of the Han Qi, had just gotten rid of the influence of the evil qi entering the body, and the sluggish train of thought finally dispersed like a cloud, and he was clear for the most part, he was about to find a way to get out, but he saw that the neck of the Han Qi, the red and black light bloomed, and suddenly broke away the restraints, and the black fire spread rapidly to the surroundings along the torn silk thread, and the long-blocked line of sight was no longer hindered。

Jiang Feng soon caught a glimpse of the familiar weeds, which were completely different from his expectations, the withered yellow color, only slightly languishing, was still fighting against the remaining flesh and blood, and in the farther place, Hongzhi's face was gray, and most of the ghosts around him had dispersed, and his face became blurry and difficult to identify.

The situation seems to be better than I thought.

The sudden appearance of this spiritual sword helped a lot, looking up, the nine-fold monk of the ground level had already fallen into the demon Gu, and his body was being covered by nearly a thousand white moths layer by layer, protecting the real body, and in his left chest, a black hole through it, was burning with black fire, although there were constantly white moths bursting and repairing in it, but in addition to the difficult black fire, the evil qi around him was constantly rushing into his body, preventing the repair of the half of the heart.

He seems to be losing consciousness, and more white moths are burrowing out of his body, although they have not yet dispersed, but they must only be in the evening.

Now is the time to leave.

Jiang Feng suddenly had a realization, but at this moment, Han Qi, who was completely out of trouble, turned his head to look at himself, and there was a little more coveting and expectation in his evil eyes.

Anyway, I'm not tasty.

Jiang Feng subconsciously wanted to retreat, but his body, which had just recovered some spiritual power, suddenly became stiff due to the gaze of the sword, but when he saw that the murderous thing suddenly rushed over, his eyes were about to split, and his front paws were raised and stepped on his shoulder.

The black fire stretched, and Han Qi's body suddenly became blurred, and his body collapsed, like a pool of flowing soft mud, hanging on Jiang Feng's body, and in just an instant, there were countless waves of qi rolling in the sea of knowledge, and there was no longer a trace of tranquility.

Is this going to take over my body? It looks like I'm too happy before.

After thinking about it, the black soft mud suddenly broke off its body, like an arrow off the string, and ran towards Mu Qingchuan on the opposite side.

Is this because I am not qualified?

I saw that in the black soft mud, several black fires were ignited, Mu Qingchuan's face had just recovered a little blood, and it became pale when she landed, but on the hem of her skirt, several magic weapons bloomed with golden light, stubbornly hindering the progress of the instrument spirit.

Although there are many magic weapons for self-defense, it is only a matter of time. In other words, Mu Qingchuan, you are qualified, why don't you prepare some more attack methods?

Jiang Feng took a few steps back one after another, until he felt the evil qi entering his body again, the dispersion range of the Han Qi was not large, and when he looked up at the sky, the transparent light shield was still there, and the demon Gu was still working.

Speaking of which, a good opportunity to retreat finally appeared, but Mu Qingchuan needed to be sacrificed, and whether she could really get out of trouble was still a big question, and it seemed that she had saved herself, otherwise, even if the flesh and blood were destroyed by this spiritual sword, she would only have a remnant body left.

Call!

Jiang Feng crushed the two standing third-order spirit stones on his cuffs, and the rich aura entered his body immediately, alleviating the drying up of the long-term drought, and he hurriedly took out several pieces of collection from the storage bag.

Forgive me, Mu Qingchuan!

In order to save you, this can only be counted as a desperate choice!