Rong Xian recognized Chongguang, he was the man she met when she was forced by the old woman to ask about the whereabouts of the 'Xixin Venerable Lord' when she was in Shiqiao Stream three years ago.

At that time, in order to clear the scene, she also gave this person a slap.

"I said we'd meet again. Rong Xian's smile was warm, not half hazy.

Rong Xian actually didn't expect that the person she had a relationship with back then would be the target she wanted to kill today, at that time, she only thought that that person's cultivation was good, and the small thousand realms were so big, they would always meet again.

I didn't expect to meet again on such an occasion, this person was really deep enough.

And Chongguang is not only the enemy who covets the artifact to be eliminated by him, but also one of the murderers of the Yu clan.

Well, this person has to die anyway, and it's a coincidence.

On the clouds, the confrontation between Chongguang and the crow continues.

Chongguang's body was angry, and he told the demon cultivator with practical actions that he was not afraid of war, and he would accompany him to the end if he wanted to fight.

The smile on the black crow's face slowly retracted, his eyes were blood-red, and when he stared at someone, he was like a bloodthirsty beast, ready to pounce and bite people to death.

"It's been a long time since anyone dared to provoke me like this. His face was sickly flushed, and the moment his voice came out, it brought pungent blood to the whole world.

The next moment, the crow was gone.

Everyone looked fixedly, and even Chongguang was missing.

"What's going on? What about them?" was the question, everybody's asking.

However, the eyes of Bai Song and the others, along with Ji Zhen, the Great Elder, Lu Laozu and the others, looked into the depths of the clouds, and the two fought there.

The next moment, someone shouted, "Look at the heavens." ”

When they heard the voice, they all looked up.

One side is the blood-red demonic energy, and the other side is the majestic righteousness, each occupying half of the sky.

The two sides stuck to each other, fighting and devouring each other.

"It seems that there is no way to tell the winner in a short period of time. Ji Zhen concluded with great certainty.

The Great Elder and the Third Elder also nodded in agreement, and the two of them glanced at Old Ancestor Lu on the left, then turned their heads and continued to look at this rare battle.

A hundred miles away from the Yuxiao Gate, Rong Xian, who was standing outside the tent, closed her eyes slightly, and the vast divine consciousness like the sea poured out like a tide, silently probing everything, and when she detected a hidden place under the deep pit, her expression moved, and the vague energy fluctuations were transmitted in a mysterious way.

Qu Lang, who was watching the battle, stiffened, as if he had received some news, he took out the talisman, and the spiritual power in his hand gushed out, and the talisman flew into the layers of black clouds above his head with a bang.

"Hmm? There's a command from the Lord. Chen Yan said lightly.

Jiang Jin smiled and stretched out his hand to prepare the result talisman, and said in his mouth: "Change my ...... this time."

Before the words fell, the talisman had been pinched by a white-skinned palm with a Buddha bead.

Jiang Jin immediately swallowed the rest of the words, and the Zuo Protector personally went out, and he had nothing to do.

The next moment, in front of Qu Lang stood a young man who was holy and had a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist.

The young man handed over the talisman, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of compassion: "Donor, your things." ”

Qu Lang was a little stunned, he subconsciously took the order and asked dryly, "You, who are you?"

This momentum is weakened all of a sudden, okay?

He obviously summoned a demon cultivator, how did he come out with a monk who looked like a monk, could it be that he used too much force and smashed the talisman on this person's head?

As if to see what he was thinking, a smile appeared on the young man's holy face, as if the Buddha pinched a flower and smiled, full of Zen.

Then he said, "If the donor has any command, the poor monk will do it." ”

Qu Lang: This sentence is a little familiar.

#每个被他唤来的魔修都会说这句话#

He was now sure that the monk in front of him, who looked like a monk, was really a demon cultivator, and he pointed to the pit with some confusion and said, "There is a passage at the bottom right, you can just bring the people inside." ”

The young man's clean eyes moved slightly, his holy aura became unpredictable, and the sad smile on the corner of his mouth became playful.

Glancing at Qu Lang, he sighed: "You're interesting, no wonder... I haven't changed people. ”

He didn't dare to mention Rong Xian's name, looking at Qu Lang's dumbfounded appearance, he jumped into the pit happily.

Qu Lang: Is this person's mind wrong?

Qu Lang's movements were not secretive, and the Great Elder and the others had all seen it.

The Great Elder exclaimed, "Is it him?!"

"Who are you talking about?" asked Ji Wenning curiously.

The third elder almost brushed his beard bald: "The demon cultivator who was called out by the master of the Demon Gate just now is the left protector of the Heartless Cliff, Wuxiang. ”

Phaseless?

Ji Wenning pronounced the name twice, and said suspiciously, "It sounds like a monk." ”

"He's a monk. The Great Elder added that although he didn't know where the Left Protector was ordained, that kind of aura that only monks had would never be wrong.

Lily of the valley's eyes flashed with amazement: "He doesn't look like a monk at all." ”

How can a monk be so handsome and strong.

The Great Elder glanced at his granddaughter and said, "He is not only a monk, but also a demon cultivator. ”

"What is he going to do?" asked Ji Zhen casually.

The Great Elder sensed it carefully, shook his head helplessly, and said, "The remnants of the Demon Cultivator's power are still raging there, and my divine sense was torn apart before it was even close. ”

Ji Zhen tried, and finally withdrew his divine sense, and he couldn't do anything with that brutal and bloody power, so he could only wait for the sake of today's plan.

When the left protector jumped into the deep pit and just made a move, the first thing he learned was Chongguang.

The pupils of Chongguang, who was fighting with the black crow, shrank, and the movements in his hands became more and more ruthless.

Someone moved his barrier, and that person's cultivation was no less than his.

Chongguang's eyes were full of suddenness, and at this time he finally figured out the purpose of the demon cultivation - it was for Qingbo.

Or he knew it from the beginning, but he didn't understand that the demon cultivator was really so motivated by the people just for a Qingbo?

The demon cultivators are all with Qingbo and grudges?

Or does the person behind the demon cultivator have a grudge against Qingbo?

The one who can command these demon cultivators, except for the Resting Heart Lord, Chongguang can't think of anyone else.

But the Lord of Resting Heart has no connection with Qingbo.

No, no, no, there is a connection between them, and the only connection is - Rong Xian!

Chongguang thought of something in a flash of inspiration, but even if he thought of it, it was useless, there was only one thing he had to do now, not to let Qingbo appear in everyone's sight.

Back then, Shen Jiuliu and Rong Xian, the two remnants of the Yu clan, had already made Qingbo infamous, and if he had a connection with Qingbo, the reputation of Yuxiaomen would be gone in the future.

His expression tightened, and he used ten percent of his strength to fight back at the demon cultivator.

The crow was wounded by a slap, but his face was not half annoyed, he laughed, completely ignoring his own injuries, rushed towards Chongguang like a madman, and shouted, "Come again." ”

Such a fierce and lifeless style of play made the Great Elder look sideways.

Chongguang was entangled for a while, Ji Zhen looked at him and frowned, and whispered: "Chongguang is in a hurry, but why is he in a hurry." ”