Qiantai was easy to stare at the big array.

After the runes on the large array were stained red with blood, there was no reaction he expected, but fell into a dead silence.

Why!

How many times he did it all over again, how many times his hopes were shattered before his eyes.

Ever since he entered this hellish place, he had abducted many monks, but all those who had some ability were the ones he targeted.

Especially those who claim to be geniuses in cultivating immortals.

And when he learned that Cheng Zhaozhao and his party were coming, he was ecstatic, and he couldn't suppress his joy at all, so he appeared in front of them as soon as possible.

At the first glance of these young disciples, he confirmed that this group of monks was different from the previous monks who had been defeated by the golden jade.

They are sword cultivators!

And they are the monks of the Cangjian Sect, and they all have their own sword qi, whether strong or weak.

He was too familiar with this kind of sword qi, and those who fought side by side with him back then were the sword cultivators of the Cangjian Sect.

If even such a superior young monk could not re-sacrifice to the heavens, wouldn't it be a joke to persist and wait for so many years!

"This can't be!" Qian Taiyi almost went crazy, and blood and tears came out of his eyes.

Cheng Zhaozhao got up, lifted his sword with some difficulty, slowly walked towards Qiantaiyi, and stabbed him with a sword.

"Old man, you have done so much just for the impossible?"

The Oneness Sword stopped when it was only an inch away from his neck, and his hand tightly grasped Cheng Zhaozhao's spirit sword.

Cheng Zhaozhao felt that the spiritual power that erupted from his body was different from that of the foundation building monk.

This force made Cheng Zhaozhao's Unity Sword no longer able to exist.

"He said that with the blood of the immortal cultivation genius, you can reshape the fortune of heaven and return my fortune!" Qian Taiyi shouted hysterically and suddenly waved Cheng Zhaozhao away.

Cheng Zhaozhao fell back and was held up by Zhao Yuanlang behind him.

Cheng Zhaozhao suddenly thought of someone.

"The man of fortune you are talking about, Jun Xin's senior?"

She had fallen a hundred years ago.

Reshaping the fortune of heaven? Could it be that this old way wants to resurrect Jun Xin?

"Jun Daoyou, how do you know?"

Qiantai was easily surprised, but after a moment, he suddenly said: "Yes, Jun Daoyou is an apprentice of Tianchen of the Cangjian Sect, and you are a disciple of the Cangjian Sect. ”

Really.

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "So you know Junxin's seniors?"

Qiantaiyi's eyes became hollow and fell into memories.

His voice rang out in the cave with some drift.

"Jun Daoyou is a person of fortune, but she has fallen. The old man is too, but the old man has now fallen into such a field, haha...... Ahem, what is the fortune of heaven, what is the fortune of heaven!"

A sky-high flame suddenly burst out of his body, the raging flames were scorching, and they rose to the sky in an instant, and the flames rushed to the top of the cave, and countless milky stones turned into solutions in an instant, dripping down incessantly.

The hot milky liquid fell like rain, and instantly scalded deep pits on the ground.

Jiang Chumiao hurriedly threw out the array plate and protected the group in it.

But he didn't want this protective array to shatter in an instant as soon as it came into contact with the red flame, and a heat wave rushed towards everyone.

'Bang'

The picture of the flames devouring everyone did not appear, and a huge shield appeared in front of Cheng Zhaozhao and the others, and all the flames were blocked by this shield.

This shield is long and wide, and the surface is illuminating, but Cheng Zhaozhao feels a little familiar, staring at the shield and looking up.

I saw a huge sapphire.

Liucang Sword!

It turned out that this was not a shield at all, but a Liucang sword that had become larger.

Cheng Zhaozhao suddenly looked towards the entrance of the cave, and saw two figures appear there.

At this time, one of them said, "Are you all right?"

Hearing this voice, Cheng Zhaozhao was pleasantly surprised: "Shao Feng!"

Two figures flashed, and Shao Feng came to Cheng Zhaozhao's side.

And Mu Shengxun stood in front of the others.

"Senior Brother Mu, you... Are you all right?" Jiang Chumiao asked with some hesitation.

Mu Shengxun didn't look back, but said, "It's too late." ”

Jiang Chu was stunned, and reacted that Mu Shengxun was explaining to them, and immediately said, "Senior Brother Mu, you came just right. ”

The Liucang Sword is worthy of being a heavenly sword, scorched by such a flame, but there is nothing to do.

This flame comes and goes quickly.

When he completely disappeared, Mu Sheng Xun Qiantai Yi had already broken free from the stone wall.

Jun Daoyou is a person of fortune, but she has fallen. The old man is too, but the old man has now fallen into such a field, haha...... Ahem, what is the fortune of heaven, what is the fortune of heaven!'

Cheng Zhaozhao's ears kept echoing this sentence.

"What do you mean too? You're also a man of fortune?"

Qiantaiyi's eyes were a little vicissitudes and said, "What, the old man doesn't look like it?"

Cheng Zhaozhao was slightly stunned, not that she was not like, but that she was preconceived, and the person of heavenly fortune in her mind was like a monk like Jun Xin.

Not to mention that Jun Xin has become a leader in the sect since she was a child and is proud of the others, let's just say that her attainments in swordsmanship are beyond the reach of many monks.

Of course, the people of fortune that Cheng Zhaozhao refers to are not famous or famous.

It is self-sustaining and pure-minded, self-disciplined and resolute.

But this Qianyi is too easy, and it is difficult for her to associate him with the word 'heavenly luck'.

Qiantaiyi seemed to guess what she was thinking from Cheng Zhaozhao's expression at the moment, and a sad smile appeared on his face, and said: "Do you know that the old man was also the pride of heaven in Beiyuan back then, whether it is cultivation or alchemy, it is beyond people's reach.

Especially the spiritual weapons refined by the old man, regardless of grade or material, they are the best choice. Even the strong and prosperous Si family can only be divided equally by the old man.

In terms of this heavenly luck, the old man is no worse than Jun Daoyou. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao and Zhao Yuanlang and others glanced at each other.

That's not right, why does he say it so much like another person.

"You're talking about the Extreme Eye Daoist. Jiang Chumiao said.

"You actually know the old man, hear the old man's name? haha, the Cangjian Sect is really a famous faction, with a profound background, and even you juniors are not shallow. ”

Qiantaiyi smiled with some relief: "The old man thought that he had been away from Beiyuan for many years, and the old man's deeds and rumors had long since disappeared. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao and the others were even more confused when they heard it.

Zhao Yuanlang: "Old man, what are you talking nonsense? Didn't you say that the Extreme Eye Daoist was dead?"

"That's right, why have you become a Polar Eye Daoist again?" Jiang Chumiao also questioned.

Qiantaiyi glanced at these young monks with a determined expression, and said unhappily: "The old man has only been missing for more than a hundred years, and it is rumored that the old man is dead?"

"You said it yourself. Cheng Zhaozhao felt that Qiantaiyi was abnormal at this time, he judged the two of them before and after, and what he said was also reversed.

Qiantaiyi covered his forehead, and his eyes kept rolling: "How could the old man ever say such a thing? Even if the old man wanted to live in seclusion in the West Pole, he would not curse himself like this!"

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