Yang Xia looked down depressedly, hugged her arms, and said coldly: "I think you have a problem with your brain, and your ideas are too simple." ”

"It's so decided, what do you want to do, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge! Besides, the old man knows that this seat is good at murder, and is not good at conspiracy. Liu Xiyan made up his mind and took nine disciples of the Tianxin Sect and Yang Xia as a substitute to the temporary residence of the Six Realms.

"You're dying, in a word, I'm not going!" Yang Xia is not stupid, with Liu Xiyan, a brainless female devil, the grave may be covered with grass next year.

"It's all said, the old man will send reinforcements, if you dare not go, see how this seat cleans you up!" Liu Xiyan glared, looking fierce.

"I am the first day of Tianxin Sect, and I am going to be a substitute, like something!" Yang Xia had no choice but to give up the struggle and succumb to the obscenity of Liu Xiyan, the female devil, and was very unhappy with the substitution.

"Just the first day of your return to the Tianxin Sect, shut up on this seat, the tenth place substitute!" Liu Xiyan sneered, put his little finger up and shook it, ignoring Yang Xia's words.

Yang Xia grinded his teeth, turned around and left.

"I'll pick you up when the corpse is cleaned up. Liu Xiyan glanced at Yang Xia, who was full of grievances, her eyes flashed, and she smiled.

"Female devil!" Yang Xia suffocated, scolded in a low voice, and flew into the mountain gate of Tianxin Sect.

An hour later, the Tianxin Sect withdrew the mountain protection array, Yang Xia could hear the tsunami-like cheers of the disciples of the Tianxin Sect in the Tianxin Hall, Liu Xiyan held the Tianxin Ancestor Law to summon the corpse soldiers in the cemetery, and cleaned up the corpses within a radius of 100,000 miles, whether it was the monks of the Six Realms or the ill-intentioned people of each sect were killed, such a strong means were enough to deter the Six Realms and the sects for a period of time, but as long as the whereabouts of the Tianxin Ancestor were unknown for a day, the crisis of the Tianxin Sect could not be lifted for a day.

After the corpse soldiers in the cemetery slaughtered the monks of Tianxin Sect within a radius of 100,000 miles in accordance with the decree of Tianxin, they flew back to the cemetery with blood to sleep, which was strange and strange, and then, the old sect of Tianxin Sect ordered the disciples of the sect to immediately start the disciples of Tianxin Sect to go out of the mountain gate to clean up the Wu Clan, and if the disciples of each sect and the Six Realms were malicious, they could be killed by the killer.

"Yangxia, don't come down yet!" After a long time, Liu Xiyan's shouting finally came from under the bluestone steps.

Yang Xia's little face was blue, and he hooked his finger at Ji Wushuang who was doing the crossing.

"Are you really going to be a substitute?" Ji Wushuang walked over, flapping his wings twice, and his words were mocking.

"It's none of your business, I'm a substitute, and you're the mount of the substitute. Yang Xia turned over Ji Wushuang's back, lay on its wide back, yawned, and glared.

"That's right, you are a substitute, and I will lose face, but let's say it first, I can't be your mount for the rest of my life, and we will compete in a year later, if you lose, this agreement will be abandoned. Ji Wushuang nodded, his wings fluttered, and he flew in the direction where Liu Xiyan's voice came from.

"Good. Yang Xia lazily lay on the back of the chicken and nodded.

In a secluded place in front of the mountain gate, Liu Xiyan led nine genius disciples of the Tianxin Sect wearing the robes of the Tianxin Sect, and as soon as Yang Xia arrived riding a big rooster, all the disciples looked at him, bowed their heads to him, and smiled in return, and their attitude was not too bad.

Yang Xia jumped off Ji Wushuang's back and looked at the nine genius disciples, these nine people are not very old, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with extraordinary temperament, heroic posture, the three on the far left are the Great Perfection of the Dharma Realm, and they are only half a step away from breaking through to the Wheel of Life Realm.

Yang Xia has been cultivating in the Tianxin Palace, and has never come into contact with these junior geniuses of the Tianxin Sect, and now that he sees it, he is a little curious.

"You are Senior Brother Yangxia, my name is Fang Peng. The leading disciple stepped forward and smiled gently.

Yang Xia returned the salute with one hand, before coming, he thought that the genius disciples of the Tianxin Sect were indispensable, and he would disdain him, but he didn't expect these people to be so gentle, humble and polite.

"I heard that Senior Brother Yangxia has been instructed by the ancestor, and he is still cultivating in the hall where the ancestor lives. Another disciple stepped forward and saluted Yang Xia.

"What method is practiced by my junior brother, I will learn from the two of you one day, I hope you will advise, my name is Ji Tai. A disciple named Ji Tai was quite curious about what Yang Xia was cultivating, glanced at Ji Wushuang, and said lightly.

Yang Xia returned the salute to everyone and said: "Senior brother is talented, and the method he has cultivated is a hundred times better than mine, how dare I teach you, this time I am just a substitute and shouting for you." ”

"Let's go, let's go as soon as possible. Liu Xiyan opened his mouth and set off with ten people.

On the way, Yang Xia inquired about Shen Tu's whereabouts, and Liu Xiyan informed him that after the disappearance of the ancestor, Shen Tu met the monks of the Six Realms when he returned to the mountain gate of Tianxin Sect, and he was not lightly injured, and he was currently recuperating in a secret place.

After hearing this, Yang Xia breathed a sigh of relief, a few days later, he got along with Fang Peng and the others, and they got along quite well.

Yang Xia once asked Liu Xiyan in private, according to common sense, these genius disciples should be extremely arrogant, seeing that no one is convinced, they will fight if they disagree with others, and life and death are right, but although the genius disciples of Tianxin Sect are arrogant, they are still polite to him, I don't know why.

Liu Xiyan told Yang Xia that the kind of monk who is not happy to see anyone, I am the king of heaven and Laozi is not a genius, but a fool who kills himself, although there is friction between the monks of the great sect from time to time, but most of the disciples are healthy competition, unless the two parties have a deep grudge, otherwise they will not move to life and death, a disciple of a big sect will fight with the other party if he disagrees, and the people's hearts have long been dispersed, how can they have a sense of belonging and identity to the sect.

Liu Xiyan also told him that a monk who can be called a genius will be a fool, the kind of monk with his nostrils facing the sky, who thinks he is unparalleled, and who offends people at every turn, most of them will die, and the real genius demon knows how to chase for profit, has no conflict of interest, and will not take on grudges with other monks.

Yang Xia nodded, and finally understood why Tianxin Sect became the number one sect in this world, not only did the disciples have a strong sense of belonging and identity to the sect, but they would also support each other and unite as one.

Along the way, Yang Xia and the others bumped into many monks who were taken away and turned into witches, these witches are different from monks, their bodies are extremely fragile, but their spells are extremely strong, and they use mysterious spells to erase the monk's soul, if the monk's soul is weak, they will be killed in an instant.

Liu Xiyan led Fang Peng's nine people to kill hundreds of witches one after another, these witches are strong and weak, the strongest one is comparable to a monk of Tongyuan Realm, if it weren't for the extreme tenacity of the female madman's soul thoughts, it would be difficult to say who would kill the deer.

For five days in a row, everyone continued to kill, and after killing the witch, they got a lot of benefits, but Duyang Xia lay on Ji Wushuang's back, lazy, never made a move, and did not share any benefits.

At noon, Fang Peng shot again, killing a Wu clan who had just taken away, the cloud was light and the wind was light, he stepped forward and picked up the Wu clan's storage magic weapon, looked at Xiang Yang Xia and said: "Senior brother, these Wu clans who have just taken away are better killed, you don't want the benefits given for nothing?"

"Not interested. Yang Xia sat cross-legged on Ji Wushuang, drinking the wine he had begged from Liu Xiyan, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, he looked into the distance, the female madman went to hunt down a great witch, and she had not returned.

The other eight people shook their heads slightly when they saw Yang Xia's appearance, and at this moment, a witch pattern fell from the sky, with a bloody catastrophe, and its speed was amazing, and it fell straight on the top of Ji Tai's head.

Yang Xia suddenly got up, flicked his fingers, the two origin qi rose, the avenue Xuan Qi bloomed, and this mysterious witch pattern collapsed, Ji Tai was drenched in cold sweat, if it wasn't for Yang Xia's action, he would have been wiped out of his soul and died here.

Hundreds of zhang away, a young witch clan cloaked in a cloak, failed to hit a blow, his eyes were gloomy, and after glancing at Yang Xia, he turned around and ran away.

"Go, kill him. Yang Xia ignored the surprise of the nine people, jumped off Ji Wushuang's back, and asked it to chase and kill this Wu clan, a moment ago, his eyebrows were beating at the origin of the catastrophe, and he gave birth to an alarm, so he made a move, he became interested in the Wu clan boy, and asked Ji Wushuang to go after him.

"What is me!" Ji Wushuang slanted his cross-eyed eyes and shouted in dissatisfaction, but he still made a move, flapped his wings, turned into a streamer, and flew into the distance, after a few breaths, the fighting holy qi was vertical and horizontal, accompanied by a large curtain of light, and wisps of witch spells of ghosts crying and howling hovered in the air.

"Damn! This little witch is so weird that he let him run away. After a cup of tea, Ji Wushuang flew back, the chicken beak held an arm, it threw the arm covered with witch patterns on the ground, shook the chicken head, and said.

"It's useless. Yang Xia shook his head and counted Ji Wushuang.

"You can do it, this little witch clan witchcraft is extremely powerful, it's not simple. Ji Wushuang was not convinced, and roared angrily at the throat of the chicken.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Yang, for saving your life. Ji Tai escaped death, his face was still pale, and he stepped forward to thank him.

"Senior brother doesn't have to be polite. Yang Xia glanced at his arm on the ground and waved his hand.