The violence was vented, Wei Qiqi gradually calmed down, he was bathed in blood, all the way, the anger was pressing, everyone subconsciously retreated to the side, their faces were stupid, and they were a little embarrassed. It has nothing to do with cultivation, nor does it have anything to do with supernatural powers, it's just that he is too murderous, and killing is venting and enjoyment for him.

The dust settled, the corpses were everywhere, and only a few died under the minions of the demon beasts, and the blow of Vermilion Bird Shen Yaobi's fire and rain was the real culprit.

In this battle, Wei Seventeen made great contributions, killed Jiang Juye, severely injured Shen Yaobi, and repelled the mastermind behind Taiyizong, but Pu Yu was captured by the opponent, and the Qingying Jue fell into the hands of others, which was a big trouble for Kunlun after all. Shi Pingfu forcibly appeased Xia Pu Weisheng, looked at Meng Zhongliu coldly, and said, "What else do you have to say?"

Meng Zhongliu knew that he was in a hurry to chase the enemy, and he would be convicted in a few words, if he couldn't get himself out, there would be endless troubles, so he immediately asked, "Elder Shi, what is my crime?"

Shi Pingfu laughed instead of being angry, and said: "Colluding with the demon clan and putting the same door in danger, what do you want to argue?"

Meng Zhongliu said: "There is more than one demon elder in the mountain behind Liushi Peak, how can he say 'collusion', Xuanshui Black Snake She Hao lives in Tongtian River, guarding the village for many years, the natives are worshiped as gods, and the sacrifices are endless, this matter has to be approved by the head, Qiu Zidi is a sneak attack by Mu Xiao, and when he fell for a long time, She Hao borrowed his skin to enter and exit the village, and prayed for the local people to exorcise evil spirits, and did not collude with Yan Nanping to be a disaster, so why 'put the same door in danger'? Moreover, the Xuanshui Black Snake and the Mu Xiao are feuds, they have been fighting with each other for a long time, and they are incompatible. ”

"Where is the patriarch now?"

Zhang Guanfeng stepped forward and said, "Patriarch Jin Buchang has died under the fire rain. ”

Wang Jin frowned when he heard this, Meng Zhongliu's words were reasonable, and there was no evidence for his death, although he was suspicious, but he had no solid evidence, and he was afraid that someone would not accept the hasty conviction, so he interjected at the moment: "Elder Shi, Taiyi Sect has kidnapped my Kunlun disciples, harboring evil intentions, and the top priority at the moment is to rescue Pu Yu, if they escape from the Barbarian Bone Forest and cross the border to pursue him, I am afraid that I will fall into the truth." ”

Shi Pingfu raised the board high, put it down gently, and pushed the boat down the river: "Okay, put this matter aside for the time being, and save Pu Yu first." ”

Kou Yucheng and Wei Qiqi glanced at each other, and knew in their hearts, Shi Pingfu's move was just a gesture, when he first arrived in Lirengou, he whispered with Meng Zhongliu, and entered the village to discuss secretly for a long time, and there must be a hidden secret.

Everyone was still divided into two teams according to the previous discussion, Meng Zhongliu, Pu Weisheng, Zhou Ji, and Wei Seventeen were first, Wang Jin, Kou Yucheng, Zhang Guanfeng, and Huo Mian were behind, and Shi Pingfu followed the front team, and immediately set off, and the sword went to the northeast.

The sky is getting brighter, the trees are thinning, the mist is shrouded, like a dream, a big river lies in front of you, winds east, disappears into the depths of the dense forest.

Tongtian River, in the language of the native people, is called the River of Life and Death.

Originating in the ice fields of the Northland, the Tongtian River is a river of life in its upper reaches, which feeds countless beasts and nourishes lush vegetation, and downstream is a river of death, filled with death, blood and bones, and the village where the natives live is at the junction of life and death. The natives obtained prey and gathered food, and always only traced up the Tongtian River, never setting foot downstream.

Even in years of famine, when they had to go deep into the Brute Forest in search of food, they were careful to stay away from the Tongtian River, so far that they could not hear the sound of the water.

The group flew upstream along the Tongtian River, like a lonely returning goose.

It was the middle of winter, the river was clear, a black shadow chased after it, it appeared and disappeared from time to time, the speed was comparable to the sword, the smoke and waves in the distance were blurred, the water and the clouds blended into the skylight, if there was nothing, the branches and leaves of the forest trees were sparse, just like a painting.

"Something underwater has been following us all the time. Zhou Ji muttered in a low voice.

Shi Pingfu glanced at Meng Zhongliu and asked, "Is it that Xuanshui Black Snake?"

"It's it. ”

Shi Pingfu snorted and said, "Be careful, don't pay attention." ”

The black shadow under the water followed them for five or seven miles, sinking to the bottom of the river and not reappearing, everyone quickened their speed, the Tongtian River began to narrow, the water swirled and turbulent, the trees on both sides gradually thinned, the river turned a big bend not far ahead, alluvial a wide shallow, between the pebbles and gravel, there were clusters of withered yellow reeds.

Wei Qiqi's heart suddenly moved, and he pointed to the woods next to the shallows and said, "They are hiding there." ”

"How do you know?" Shi Pingfu was curious.

Wei Qiqi spread out his palm, holding a demon pill the size of a goose egg in his palm, red as fire, flashing with a demonic red light, gradually condensing into the figure of a vermilion bird, and then disappearing - no matter how well Shen Yaobi hid it, he couldn't cut off the induction of the demon pill.

Meng Zhongliu said: "There is the shallow water of the beasts, the natives often set up ambushes here to hunt, there are many wild boars and native cattle that come to drink water in the dry season, and the animal meat they catch is made into dry meat or salted meat, which can survive the whole winter." ”

Shi Pingfu squinted his eyes and looked at it, the shallows were unusually quiet, the woods were a hundred steps away from the river, and the traces of messy beasts could be faintly seen.

"The previous two lines of men's footprints were found there. Meng Zhongliu added.

Shi Pingfu frowned and said, "Maybe it's a trap." ”

"Let's go down and have a look. Urao couldn't hold it back, so he lowered his flying sword first and landed steadily on the shallows, and everyone followed, a few steps behind, keeping a distance from each other, and being on guard.

Urao looked around, and as far as his eyes could see, there were footprints left by the herd, some of which were clearly recognizable, and some of which had been submerged by the wind and sand. He grasped the broken jade sword tightly, and walked forward step by step, before he approached the edge of the woods, a group of moths the size of a head fluttered up, up and down, obscuring half of the sky, and the wings were yellow, with black patterns on them, constantly changing shapes, like strange grimaces.

"It's a grimace moth!" Meng Zhongliu exclaimed.

Urao's face changed slightly, his body quickly retreated, and if someone manipulated the grimace moth, it was divided into several groups, plucking and entangling everyone, and when its wings fluttered, it spewed out streams of fine yellow powder, shining in the sun.

Meng Zhongliu hurriedly reminded, "Be careful, the scale powder of the grimace moth is highly poisonous!"

When everyone heard this, their hearts were cold, the scale powder was overwhelming, it was difficult to dodge, and the most vicious thing was that they didn't dare to fly up with their swords, and they couldn't avoid it.

The shallows under his feet boiled and rolled, the sand splashed everywhere, and more than a dozen dark rattans were about to come out, and the barbs flashed with blood. Urao Sheng swung his sword, and a snowy sword qi shot out, cutting off the rattan, and the fishy sap splashed onto the sword, and the luster of the flying sword suddenly dimmed a little.

The scene that happened in Chixia Valley was repeated, but the thunder and fire tribulation clouds were replaced by a group of ghost-faced moths, such an old trick against sword cultivation, if the instigator behind it was not Chu Tianyou, it was useless to say that it was heaven-breaking.