She pinched the corners of her clothes and said in a low voice: "The apprentice shouldn't have behaved to the master before, master, you can punish me." ”

Sima Yuan looked stunned, then his eyes softened, he gently rubbed Qin Xin's black hair, and said softly: "What is wrong with you, you are willing to seek justice for those innocent villagers today, and you can also ask for an explanation for the world in the future." ”

"It's too late to be happy for the teacher, how can I punish you. ”

Qin Xin raised his head in confusion: "Then master, if I am in charge of a sect in the future, can I not kill anyone?"

Sima Yuan pointed to Candle Dragon Mountain, and then pointed at Feng Kangyu, and said, "In vain, who should kill these two people?"

Qin Xin looked at the few Yuan Babies who were fighting the Fa, and after muttering for a while, he said: "Although Candledragon Mountain shelters the women and children of one side, he occupies the mountain as the king and plunders everywhere, making the people around Flying Soul City miserable, and the people cannot live and work in peace and contentment. ”

"As for the bandit leader Liu Tu, the crime is extremely heinous, and he should be punished. ”

Later, when he looked at Feng Kangyu again, he frowned slightly, "As for the Flying Soul City Lord Feng Kangyu, although he pulled out this bandit village out of public intentions, his methods were too bloody and brutal, and he slaughtered the old and weak women and children, and the rewards and punishments were offset by no merit. ”

After finishing speaking, Qin Xin looked at Sima Yuan carefully, as if she was apprehensive.

Qin Mao on the side showed relief in his eyes and smiled silently.

Don't say anything else, from the words of his daughter, you can know that her heart is biased.

Sima Yuan laughed when he heard this.

Hearing this, the sect can be trusted.

.........

At this time, the fighting method in the high altitude is gradually approaching the end.

When the Candle Dragon Mountain Liu Tu was fighting out the red and white twin evils, Feng Kangyu finally got a glimpse of the opportunity.

I saw a sword light in his hand roaring out, and when Liu Tu was killing Chisha and was ventilating, he did not hesitate to sacrifice his killer weapon.

Suddenly, in the midst of thousands of sword lights, a trace of invisible crystal snake flashed quickly.

When Liu Tu struggled to extinguish all the sword light, the crystal snake showed its traces ten zhang in front of him.

Then it jumped forward slightly, and Liu Tu's body suddenly stiffened.

In an instant, an invisible sword aura burst out from the back of his head.

Feng Kangyu's expression was relieved.

The sword qi turned into a crystal snake and turned slightly, about to return.

At this moment, a ripple suddenly appeared behind it.

A withered hand poked out of the ripples and gently grabbed the crystal snake.

The fingers are wrinkled like tree roots.

After pinching the crystal snake, he gently threw the crystal snake towards Sima Yuan with his withered hand.

Feng Kangyu immediately looked at him angrily and shouted: "You dare!"

The crystal snake's name is 'Xuan Scale', and its grade has reached the pinnacle of the real weapon.

This sword was given by the lord of the country when he was the lord of the Flying Soul City.

The crystal snake swept in front of Sima Yuan in an instant, no more than a foot away.

When something happened in this place, Sima Yuan, who was watching, raised his head and had to be angry.

When the crystal snake arrived, Sima Yuan threw Qin Xin away.

At the same time, the green mist on his body was instantly filled, and the dragon's head jumped out and looked down on the enemy with cold eyes.

Behind him, Qin Mao was even more crystal snake when he attacked and killed Qin Xin, his figure flashed, and he took a hand

Pinch it.

At this time, after Sima Yuan pushed Qin Xin away between breaths, he directly ignored the withered hand in front of him.

I saw him turn around, and the god of inquiry appeared in his hand, and the sword qi instantly penetrated in all directions.

His eyes were cold, and he immediately glared and shouted, "Slash!"

With a snort, the magnificent sword qi instantly slashed through the void in front of it.

A figure fell out of the void, a soft sound coming out of its mouth.

When that figure came into view, Sima Yuan's pupils shrank, as if he was facing a great enemy.

I saw that he was dressed in coarse rags and ragged, and he was also bald, but he was barefoot.

His face was full of sorrow, as if he was bitter and hateful.

This person is the ascetic monk who appeared in Yingbei City.

Sima Yuan's eyes sank, and after feeling the breath on the other party's body that made his heart palpitate, his heart sank.

He said in a deep voice: "The people of the Western Regions Liberation Clan?"

The ascetic did not answer immediately, and his cloudy and vicissitudes of life slowly swept over everyone.

In the end, it fell on the little white dragon in Qin Mao's hands, and his eyes were complicated.

He seemed to mutter: "This dragon is not a dragon, junior brother, it's not worth it." ”

The others frowned, puzzled, but the little white dragon's eyes trembled, and after quietly glancing at Sima Yuan, he quickly retreated.

Then the ascetic saluted Sima Yuan and said, "The poor monk is empty, I have seen the head of Sima!"

As soon as these words came out, Qin Mao's breath was short.

Immediately, a hoarse voice sounded in Sima Yuan's ears, it was Qin Mao's voice.

His voice was almost bitter and said: "The great host of the Xitu Liuli Palace, the name is empty!"

"Half-step spirit god!"

Sima Yuan's heart set off a monstrous wave, and he bowed his head quietly on his face: "It turned out to be the master of empty color, Sima is polite." ”

He glanced at the extremely obedient crystal snake 'Xuan Scale' in his empty hand, and said, "I don't know what the master means?"

Kongse smiled bitterly, "Don't be surprised by Master Sima, because the poor monk and brother died at your hands, the old man came to invite Master Sima to have a meeting with my Buddha." ”

Sima Yuan's eyes suddenly froze, and he said expressionlessly: "I see."

Before the words fell, Sima Yuan disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the empty color.

A sword light is cold.

Ask the two figures that are similar to Sima Yuan on the Divine Sword, and the momentum suddenly disperses.

It was Sima Yuan's true infant and the sword spirit joining hands to defend against the enemy.

This move can be called the first time that Sima Yuan stepped into the Yuan Infant Realm to break the ground.

Counting the deity, there are three primordial babies rushing towards the sky.

And after the three primordial infants, the green dragon's blood basin opened its mouth, and a cloud of dragon breath that seemed to have been accumulated for decades poured out without hesitation.

At the same time, his heavy eyelids lifted slightly as this sword light was in front of Kongse.

Then the dry fingers moved forward a little.

The sword light froze for a moment.

The dragon's breath rolled upside down and flew.

Sima Yuan snorted a few times, and asked the divine sword to scream and fall, and the sword spirit collapsed directly.

A ghost returned to Sima Yuan's dantian dangerously and dangerously.

Then he popped, and three mouthfuls of soul blood stained the blue sky.

One blow, break four babies.

Behind him, Qin Mao roared angrily, and said hoarsely: "Escape !!"

Seeing this, Qin Xin, who was thrown out of a thousand zhang away, turned pale with a small face, and trembled and sacrificed the Zixiao Sword.

With a whoosh, he fled directly ten miles away.

And Feng Kangyu, the owner of the crystal snake, turned around without hesitation before Sima Yuan flew upside down.

Several large primordial babies in the air scattered like birds and beasts, and fled in a hurry.

Except for one person.

Sima Yuan.

He staggered and struggled to stand up, his vision blurred.

Looking at the body, the dantian was directly shattered, and the Spirit Sword Domain did not work at all.

Ask the sword with a bleak complexion, and the spirit infant only has a ghost left.

With one blow, all his reliance was abolished.

Sima Yuan's expression was gloomy, and his breath was sluggish.

After glancing at Qin Mao, who was gradually moving away behind him, he looked at the slowly approaching ascetic empty color.

At this moment, he still had a sad face, but when he looked at Sima Yuan, he had a trace of compassion.

Sima Yuan suddenly had a thought, how could the eyes of this demon monk think so much about the eyes of the savior?

Then he laughed dumbly, and his own family was seriously injured by his palm, so do you have to thank him?

At this time, his vision began to blur, and Yuan Ying's cultivation collapsed layer by layer like an attic in the air.

I don't know how long it has been, whether it's a moment, or a few breaths, or a century ago.

In a trance, Sima Yuan seemed to see his senior sister Chen Qingwan, senior brother Lu Zhaoyang and Zhang Zonghei and his wife.

They have a smile on their faces, and their smiles can be gentle, reassuring, or gentle.

Then Sima Yuan was sober and shocked.

At this time, the Grand Host of the Liuli Palace was already close at hand.

Sima Yuan's eyes were calm, and he slowly raised the Divine Sword.

Die, and die on the way to the law!

Immediately, the god of inquiry let out an extreme trembling sound, as if the last flower, but also a desperate fight and a desperate counterattack.

Sima Yuan held the Divine Sword in his hand, his eyes were bloody, his throat was low, and he said sharply: "Kill !!"

The sword light slashed down.

Bang.

With a wail, the Excalibur broke completely.

Sima Yuan's tibia was directly shattered, his ears were buzzing, and his whole body was filled with extreme pain.

The pain is not like life, life is worse than death, like torment.

Suddenly, a cry with a trilling voice approached.

Sima Yuan was sober, and when he looked back, he saw that the little girl Qin Xin was forcibly pulling the little white dragon with a sad and angry face to run here.

On his side, Qin Mao had a look of struggle on his face, holding the Zixiao Sword and accompanying the guards.

Sima Yuan's eyes showed relief, and then he waved lightly with the last strength of his life.

Qin Xin's father and daughter were immediately swept away by a huge wind.

Kong Se didn't care about the rest of the people, or only adhered to the concept of 'wronged heads, debtors have owners', and only stared at Sima Yuan alone.

Sima Yuan finally showed a miserable expression, if there was no half-step spirit god here today, he was almost certain that he would definitely die.

When Sima Yuan was brutally tortured and killed by the ascetics of the Western Soil, he took this side as the center

, there are more than nine half-step spirit gods who instantly start a war.

They are either from the demon god of the Holy Peak Monkey Clan of the Nanmang Sacrifice, or the nine-tailed sky fox of the Fairy Fox Ridge, or the half-step demon god of the Tongxuanyue Tiger Clan.

At the same time, when Sima Yuan was seriously injured and dying, a silver-white sword robe came out of the Zixiao Sect in the Western Underworld.

Holding a three-foot Qingfeng, he slashed the comer from Tianpeng Island in the Beihai Sea with a sword, leaving a terrible scream.

The one from the Imperial Sword Gate personally blocked the road and blocked the arrival of the Nine Gods Yuan Dragon Clan.

As for the demon priests of the three clans of Nanmang, as soon as they moved, they were intercepted by the countries of the Eastern Wilderness one after another.

Either they are blocked in the middle of the road, or they are blocked in front of their homes.

When Sima Yuan was unconscious, when the ascetic monk wanted to finish Sima Yuan completely, a laughing voice sounded.

The cloudy eyes of the perennial ancient well without waves shrank suddenly, and the figure retreated dozens of feet.

At the same time, Sima Yuan's figure gradually disappeared and was completely removed.

After a while, after everything had settled, the empty face changed, like the skin of an old tree root was cloudy and uncertain.

Sima Yuan's aura disappeared completely.

After a moment of hesitation, he was about to open the 'Listening Ear'.

A laughing voice slowly sounded in his ears: "Let's do this here."

The empty color was finally determined to be the one.

He stiffened and bowed his head slightly.

Under the personal end of the man, who in the mortal realm can match?

And when the half-step spirit gods of all sides were facing each other, they were far away on the Qilin Cliff of the West Purple Sky Sect.

Two vast and unfathomable phantoms stood side by side.

A person is petite, with a slight swaying of his shoulders, as if he is making a big move.

A bloated figure, a short and stocky figure that almost stretched out the light and shadow, and a face that often smiled, with a fat head and big ears.

At this time, the jade girl 'Spirit Concubine' said softly: "Rashly changing its traces, will it affect the layout of those people?"

The short and fat figure accepted the slogan, waved his hand and said: "Those people have been asleep for I don't know how many thousands of years, how can they care about this, don't care." ”

The jade girl bowed her head slightly, then her chin was slightly raised, and her eyes were blazing.

The short and fat figure has a dark gaze, and the smile is still the same.

Who said that the supreme cannot be resisted, and who is the holy throne cannot be obtained?

(End of chapter)