"All disciples, quickly enter the Dharma Boat and count the number of ......"

In the place where the red light bloomed, the Taibai Sect Dharma Boat broke through the thick clouds and landed, and several deacons under the boat shouted loudly, allowing the disciples who had rushed from all directions to enter the Dharma Boat protected by the Dharma Circle, and at the same time counted all the disciples who were lost or killed when this catastrophe came as quickly as possible.

"Deacon, the eleventh team lost Senior Brother Mo and Senior Sister Qiong......"

"Team 17 lost Senior Brother Zhao......"

"The three teams only came back, and we were three ......"

The voice of the anxious report was mixed with the roar of the deacon: "Report the position!"

Soon, with the return of the disciples of the teams, a dense list of the number of lost people in each team was handed over to the deacon, and the deacon saw these names and specific directions, but on his forehead, there was a cold sweat, and he looked deeply at the magic mountain, which was now swept by the black wind, like a hell, and muttered: "Magic Mountain, Magic Mountain......

Even if they are cultivators and have a power that ordinary people can't imagine, but when facing the fierceness of the Demon Mountain, they still have a feeling of ants, just a wisp of evil breath leaked out, which made the countless disciples of the Immortal Sect in danger, and their life and death were unknown!

It's just that......

...... The deacon took a deep breath and suddenly looked up to the west!

Now in the clouds in the west, a horn suddenly sounded, and the black wind roared over the magic mountain!

A smile appeared on the deacon's face: "The existence of the Immortal Gate is to restrain the Demon Mountain!"

......

......

"That's ......"

The disciples who had already boarded the Dharma Boat were immersed in the horror of the Demon Mountain's mutations and demons, even if they entered the Dharma Boat that represented safety, they still had palpitations in their hearts, but at this moment, they all heard the sound of the horn!

Looking up in astonishment, he saw three huge black magic boats flying far away from the west and sinking into the clouds.

The two Dharma boats went to the left and right respectively, and the middle one came in this direction.

Before the magic boat fell, I saw that above the magic boat, suddenly a Dao sword light flew out, falling down like lightning, and above the flying sword, there were all young people wearing white robes and amazing qi, and they didn't look very old, and some even looked younger than them, but the mighty qi and the proud look on their faces made these Red Leaf Valley disciples have a sense of admiration.

"They are...... Green Creek Valley!"

"The disciples of Qingxi Valley have also rushed over......"

All the Red Leaf Valley disciples rushed to the edge of the boat in surprise, looking at these proud sons of the sky.

Although they are all disciples of the Immortal Sect, the disciples of Qingxi Valley are completely different from them, those people are geniuses among geniuses, whether they have cultivated from the Red Leaf Valley to the eighth level of Qi cultivation, and have completed the promotion of 100,000 merits, or they are considered to be rare talents by the Immortal Sect from the beginning, and they have been cultivated in the Qingxi Valley since childhood, they are all far from being comparable to their darlings of the Immortal Sect......

Good iron is used on the blade, so when the signs of the magic mountain first appeared, the fairy gate did not let these Qingxi Valley disciples go out of the mountain, but recruited from the disciples of the Red Leaf Valley, these people all stayed in the fairy gate, it is said that they are blessed with secret methods and practice formations, which should be to let them contribute when the magic mountain really awakens, but now, the magic mountain is moving, and they are also out of the mountain in advance.

"Qingxi Valley disciple Li Huanzhen, he came to the aid on the order of the Immortal Sect, I don't know how many fellow disciples have fallen into the Demon Mountain?"

Among those Qingxi Valley disciples, the leader was born with a handsome face and an extraordinary spirit, stepping on a flying sword, he went straight to the deacon, and asked loudly, and the deacon was also startled, and hurriedly handed over the list in his hand.

Li Zhenzhen glanced down a few times, his face was slightly gloomy, and said to several disciples behind him: "In this place alone, more than 30 fellow disciples have been lost, they are not like us, they have practiced the secret method of the Immortal Gate, they can deal with the evil spirit of the Demon Mountain, if they are lost for a while, the danger of life and death will be greater, only if we break into the Chaotic Demon Mountain and rescue them, from the perspective of the direction, the number of the same sect lost in the north is the largest, the south is second, and the east is the least, then we will rush to the north first, and if we can save one more, we will save one!"

Behind him, all the Qingxi Valley disciples agreed in unison, without fear.

Just looking at their bearing, it was obviously different from other disciples, the disciples of Red Leaf Valley, and they couldn't help but feel reverence.

"Quick...... Hurry up and rescue Senior Brother Fang Gui......"

It was also when these Qingxi Valley disciples were about to flee the sword, and suddenly in the east of the Fazhou, another group of disciples stumbled over, the first one, covered in blood, but it was the Red Leaf Valley Yan Zhiqing, behind her, there were also seven or eight fellow disciples, under the change of such a magic mountain, the number of people who escaped back so late, but the number was still so neat, it was very rare.

It's just that the expressions on their faces are extremely anxious, followed by a wow-wah crying, that is, Yan Zhiqing, who seems to be very calm, also has a panicked face, and rushed to the front of the Fazhou, and without waiting to stand firmly, he hurriedly said to the deacon: "Senior Brother Fang Gui has fallen into the demon tide in order to protect us from escaping, hurry up, ...... Save him!"

"Fang Gui, that little ghost head Fang Gui in the back mountain?"

That deacon had obviously heard Fang Gui's name as well, and he couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard this.

But he didn't speak, but immediately turned his eyes to the Qingxi Valley disciple.

Around Fazhou, there were also people who heard the news, and immediately looked at them with no idea how many eyes.

"He's lost in the East?"

That Qingxi Valley disciple Li Zhenzhen frowned slightly.

Behind him, a young disciple laughed and said, "Don't worry, if we encounter the demon tide, even if we want to get out, we will experience a lot of trouble, not to mention the disciples of the Red Leaf Valley, even if we rush over, we won't be able to save people!"

When Li really heard this, he nodded and said, "Let's go to the north first!"

As he spoke, he stepped on the sword with everyone, but he didn't look at Yan Zhiqing anymore.

Yan Zhiqing was suddenly in a hurry, fell to the ground, and said hurriedly: "Please, go and save Senior Brother Fang Gui......"

Li Zhen frowned and said, "There's no need!"

As he spoke, he was about to leave, but at this moment, behind them, there was a disciple who finally got down from the black magic boat, wearing a gray robe and carrying a basket on his back, not like a disciple of the Immortal Sect, but like a farmer who had just come out of the farmland, he didn't say a word, but rushed to Yan Zhiqing in a few steps, and said in a low voice: "Where is Senior Brother Fang Gui lost?"

"Bitter ......"

Yan Zhiqing raised his head and saw that face, but he was slightly stunned and a little distracted.

Ah Ku whispered, "Tell me quickly!"

Li Zhenzhen saw this scene, his brows were already furrowed, and he suddenly said coldly: "Ah Ku, this time the Xianmen only summoned you back because they could only send us people, although you are no longer a disciple of Qingxi Valley, but this time you came out with us, the Xianmen law makes it clear, you must act according to my words, and you must not be sideways!"

Ah Ku raised his head coldly, glanced at him, and said, "Fang Gui is my junior brother, I want to save him!"

Li was really furious: "At this moment, you want to disobey the order?"

Ah Ku suddenly changed his sad face, and glanced at him coldly: "Do you want to fight with me?"

Li Huanzhen suddenly held his breath in his stomach and didn't answer for a long time.

Around the Dharma Boat, all the Red Leaf Valley disciples were already full of amazement.

Ah Ku is quite popular in Xianmen, and there are many people who know him, and some people know that Ah Ku once stayed in Qingxi Valley for a period of time, but then returned to Red Leaf Valley, and then even went to Wu Valley, with rich experience, but it is extremely inconspicuous.

In the eyes of everyone, he is just a well-known good man, from the elders of Xianmen, to the deacons of Xianmen or the senior sisters of Danxiang Valley, they like to ask him to help when something happens, and he never refuses, he is a person without a temper.

Who would have thought that this temperamentless person would be uncharacteristically abnormal and dare to argue with the disciples of Qingxi Valley?

What's even more surprising is that Li really held back for a long time, and didn't answer, but just glanced at Ah Ku coldly, and suddenly raised his hand with a move, and stepped on the sword light with the disciples of Qingxi Valley behind him, and disappeared into the fierce black wind in the north.

And Ah Ku turned his head and glanced at Yan Zhiqing.

Yan Zhiqing had just woken up, and when he learned that Fang Gui had actually led the demon tide alone, his mind was in a state of confusion, and his brain was not very good, Xu Yue'er next to him had already shouted urgently: "The little villain is in the east, almost more than twenty miles away......

Ah Ku nodded coldly, then raised the sacrificial flying sword, stepped on it, and the sword light rushed forward.

"Bang ......"

He suddenly crashed into a large tree and broke it.

Ah Ku got up from the ground, a little annoyed, simply stopped stepping on the sword, took a big step and rushed towards the east.

The speed was actually faster than the flying sword, and it was like a strong wind, sweeping up a cloud of smoke and dust......

......

......

"Haha, I finally got rid of them, and the spirit fruits in the valley are all mine......"

At this time, in the depths of the Demon Mountain, Fang Gui crawled out from under a pile of demon corpses, although he was covered in blood, but looking around, he was extremely excited, the wind was stirring in the air, and there were demon roars in all directions, but he let out a low cheer, and quickly stepped on the flying sword, like a bloody light, and rushed straight towards the north.

On the sword, the man hummed a little song proudly.

"Master, my name is Fang Gui, I am good-looking and smart, I made a fortune and returned to Xianmen, I will ...... the good-looking senior sister casually"