The carp whale is half sinking and half floating, riding the tide to the south, swimming into the sea of diving Jiao, seeing that it is approaching Huangting Mountain day by day, Juyan Zhenren is unwilling to wait any longer, and collects the true yuan, and the figure flies out of the Jiuyue cliff stone, and is waiting to exert his means in one go, when a flower suddenly appears in front of him, and he is blocked by a great monk who hangs Buddhist beads around his neck and has a solemn appearance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The monk stood firmly on the sea, clasped his hands together, and proclaimed the Buddha's voice: "Donor, why is this difficult!"

Juyan Zhenren's heart sank, the monk actually concealed his divine thoughts, and came without warning, Huangbei City is a big forest, there are all kinds of birds, but there is no monk, is he from other seas and continents? He turned his mind in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "The monk blocked the way, but why?"

The great monk looked sad and compassionate, deeply regretted, and persuaded: "Since the real person has escaped the boundless sea of suffering, why should he turn back, it is better to go back to the Deserted North City, bear the guilt, and the monk is willing to intercede in front of the city lord." ”

The boundless sea of bitterness, which means the three-star cave of the slanting moon in Huangting Mountain, when it comes to this, Juyan Zhenren's heart is like a mirror, this monk is clearly the means left by Wei XVII, secretly escorting the demon slave south, but he has the Jiuyue Collapse Cliff Stone in his hand, and he can retreat with his whole body even if he is not good, how can he be moved by his words and words, Huangbei City, he can't go back anyway, since this monk has seen through his whereabouts, he can't stay! He bowed slightly, and said in his mouth: "Dare to ask the monk's law number......" Before the words fell, a silver light shot out from his sleeve, and the lightning passed through the monk's chest, turned around, and pierced through the back of his head, and flew out of the door.

Juyan Zhenren stretched out his hand to pinch the silver light, revealing his true form, but it was a small sword without a handle, as thin as paper, smooth as a fish, and in an instant, the opponent had been hit hard twice, but the monk was unconscious, he didn't even move his eyebrows, and his body gradually dimmed, disappeared in the void, and disappeared. Ju Yanzhen's heart sank, and a slight tingling pain suddenly came from his fingertips, and the small sword was torn apart, turning into powder, and falling in a stumbling manner.

The body was pierced by the Xuankong Sword, not only unscathed, but the Xuankong Sword was destroyed, this person should be a first-class instrument, ordinary means can not be broken, Juyan Zhenren has been fighting for a long time, and the reaction is extremely fast, and he hurriedly slapped the back of his head, and sacrificed the Zixia Crown, and the glow flowed, covering the whole body. In the void, the sword light flashed, the glow was like the wind and rolling clouds, and it suddenly disappeared, and the crown "rolled" sounded, rising and shrinking, and shaking out a thousand feet of purple glow.

Ju Yan Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the other party's sword light was sharp, he was busy reciting the spell, snorted, and spewed out a wisp of smoke from his nasal cavity, which rose to the size of an acre in a blink of an eye, covering his body. This chalcedony cloud of smoke has an extraordinary origin, but it was collected from the depths of the earth's veins when he was young, hidden in the body for a hundred years, and has all kinds of wonderful uses.

Everywhere only heard the sound of the sea breeze and the tide, Juyan Zhenren hid in the smoke and waited for a long time, and did not see the other party attacking, he was greatly surprised, and immediately released his mind to search carefully, within a radius of dozens of miles, not letting go of an inch, but in vain. Could it be that the other party tentatively slashed a sword, and when he saw that he couldn't break the Zixia Crown, he fled away - this was just wishful thinking, Ju Yanzhen was unsettled, and couldn't help but sigh, the sharp killing weapon was very rare, the Xuankong Sword was destroyed, as if he had cut off one of his arms, even if he was invincible with the Zixia Crown and the chalcedony smoke cloud, it was pointless to stalemate.

Juyan Zhenren was about to break through the sky and escape, when suddenly on a whim, his eyebrows were tangled in one place, separating the chalcedony smoke cloud into a gap, and he looked at it intently, but saw dozens of slender sword wires looming, imperceptible. His heart sank, these sword filaments seemed to be fragile, but they were secretly murderous, and even their divine thoughts could not be detected.

Juyan Zhenren did not hesitate to sacrifice the magic weapon, with a sound, the body disappeared without a trace, and the Jiuyue Cliff Stone flew up like a lightning bolt, as fast as a streamer, and it was about to pass through the gap in the sword wire, and a Buddha cry sounded in the void: "Amitabha, good, good!" The monk went and returned, slowly showing his figure, his palms were closed, and the sword wire surged from the palm, tightly entangling the Jiuyue Cliff Stone, gathering more and more.

The castration of the Jiuyue Cliff Stone was so fast, and it flew high into the air in an instant, and the sword wire was constantly pulled, like a slender horsetail, dragging far behind. Juyan Zhenren hid in the stone, it was said that it was foolproof, but the worry in his heart was not dissipated in the slightest, and his heart was pounding, as if a catastrophe was coming, and there was no way to resist.

The great monk slowly raised his head and glanced at it, his eyes were like two cold stars, and the sword wire suddenly flew out of his hand, like a messy line, entangled the Jiuyue Cliff Stone, interspersed with flow, tighter and tighter, one by one, deeply embedded in the stone. Ju Yan Zhenren thought that he would vigorously break free from the fetters, and from then on the sea and the sky, and then fly away to the secret/place, and then slowly eliminate the shackles of the sword wire, but he didn't expect that the Jiuyue Collapse Cliff Stone suddenly became more and more heavy, and the castration was sharply reduced, and he struggled up and down in the air for a while, lost control, and fell headlong into the abyssal sea.

This surprise is not trivial, Juyan Zhenren desperately infused the true yuan, exhausted all means, but to no avail, the sword silk faintly connected into a series of unpredictable runes, like a net of heaven and earth, not only trapped the Jiuyue Cliff Stone, but also he could not get out. Ju Yan Zhenren was shocked in his heart, and finally understood that the reason why the opponent was delayed was to force himself to hide in the Jiuyue Cliff Rock, so that he could use his means to capture him alive.

A careless move, all the plates are lost, the road is chosen by yourself, even if you die, there is nothing to regret, but it is a big sin to implicate the master, Juyan Zhenren regretted it, seeing the Jiuyue cliff stone falling towards the monk, gritting his teeth, urging the Zixia Crown and the chalcedony smoke cloud, protecting the body, shaking the sleeves, seven or eight magic weapons flew out like swimming fish, pinched the magic trick, and all of them exploded.

The Jiuyue Cliff Stone suddenly rose several times, stretching the sword silk rune array open a gap, not to leave at this time, let alone when, Juyan Zhenren seized this fleeting opportunity, and rushed out regardless of his body. The chalcedony smoke cloud was blocked by the sword wire, and there was a soft "hiss" sound, tearing it off like a big snake molting its skin.

The monk raised his hand to catch the Jiuyue Collapse Cliff Stone, put it in his sleeve, and said warmly: "The donor should go back with the monk, don't be vain!"

The last trace of luck was also extinguished, Juyan Zhenren was like falling into an ice cave, a heart pulled out of the cold, where did he not understand Wei Seventeen's methods, not to mention whether he could get out of the Deserted North City, even if he didn't mind the face of Mei and Lan, Lingqu Zhenren would never let him go, no matter how good it was, it was also the end of being imprisoned, not to mention, the Jiuyue Cliff Stone fell into the hands of the other party, and even the ancestor Yan Ping Zhenren was involved, the crime was great!

But now that the matter has come to this, what else can he do?