Izumo Peak, which used to be dusty, was shrouded in a sinister dust, and the biting cold wind was miserable, and it couldn't blow everyone's stiff and solemn expressions.

"Nine Ghost Devouring Soul Array ......"

Feng Qisi had heard the explanation of Venerable Tsing Yi, and he already knew that it was powerful, and at this time, he saw that there was a cold light in the array that he was familiar with, but he wanted to overcome public opinion and go to help, but then he was stopped by the hundred Dharma protectors and knelt down and persuaded him: "The Demon Realm can no longer be without the Demon Venerable, let us go!"

So a cry sounded in the sky above the big array: "Life and death are at stake, please give the order of the Demon Venerable!"

At this time, on a small mountain peak not far from the Nine Shadows Devouring Soul Array, Jiugonggao led the disciples of Dusk Cangfeng to arrive just now, and when they heard the cry of "Please give the order of the Demon Venerable", they were stunned and looked closely.

Their master had a golden flame mark on his eyebrows, and that was indeed ...... It's the legendary Demon Venerable's Seal!

Jiugonggao was dumbfounded in disbelief: "How come in just a few days, our master has become someone else's demon venerable?......!" What's the situation?!"

Feng Qisi had already caught a glimpse of him, and before he could speak, he ordered: "Jiugonggao obeys the order! Now as the lord of the twilight peak, I will pass on the position of the next mountain lord to you on the spot, and all the etiquette will be said afterwards! You immediately lead the disciples to Peng Yue Country to help the lord of the country, and ensure the safety of mortals, there must be no mistakes!"

Jiugonggao knows them best, this immovable venerable, has always been reasonable, and he is capable and resourceful, so he did not hesitate to follow what he said, turned around and raised his arms and shouted: "Send a message to the young master of the four halls and thirteen factions, and go all out to help Peng Yueguo!"

Seeing that all the disciples of Dusk Cangfeng withdrew in an instant, Feng Qisi put down half of his heart, and thought carefully about how to break through the situation in front of him.

An Ci pondered for a moment, quickly retreated, and said in shock: "This formation is quite mysterious, it seems to be a big formation, but in fact, there are seven different formations combined, in that it unconsciously leads people into the game, and then moves into the self-seal, gradually unable to move, and then is washed away of spiritual power, devouring souls! At this time, if someone can protect the Dharma for me, so that I can not be disturbed and ponder carefully, I may be able to find the eye of the formation and break its evil qi!"

When Feng Qisi heard this, he sneered at his feet and said: "It seems that the deity is good at it, and you Nine Yin Soldiers will too!

When the Dharma Protectors heard this, they were shocked again, thinking that this Demon Venerable's means and temperament would never lose to the thunder and clamor of the past!

I only heard the wind Qi Si ordered: "Venerable Tsing Yi, you take them here to protect the young master, the deity still owes her an explanation, before I come back, she is not allowed to lose a hair! If she has an order, listen to her! The deity has gone!"

After speaking, he went down to the clouds alone and ran into the vast wind array!

The crowd was in an uproar!

Venerable Tsing Yi heard Feng Qisi mention the name "An Ci", and couldn't help but look at her twice, and said in his heart that this is An Fan's descendant.

Only the Venerable in Red said impatiently: "He is not so easy to burp, if he provokes this big array later, it will be terrible, I think we are still worried about ourselves......!

Just as he was setting up a guard, he suddenly saw two people coming down from the top of the cloud peak, and when the Dharma protectors saw it, they were even more stunned on the spot!

"Old Demon Venerable!"

An Ci was concentrating on studying the Nine Shadows Devouring Soul Array, and when he heard them blurt out these three words, he couldn't help but look up.

I was very excited when I saw it, and it was her son An Sanping who came at a gallop!

At this time, seeing that he was fighting with a short fight, he was holding a sword in one hand, and a middle-aged man with two sideburns in the other, the two of them had no distractions, and they went straight to the middle of the battle!

An Ci was taken aback and shouted, "Ping'er!"

Venerable Tsing Yi was also stunned: "You can't go!"

But An Sanping just turned his face to look at them in the wind, paused for a moment and then resolutely accelerated and disappeared!

An Ci is not in vain as the young master of Qingluomen, she lost her mind for a moment, quickly gathered her mind, and continued the deduction and change in her hands, only in this way can she really help him!

Venerable Tsing Yi and the others admired her mother and son in their hearts, and hurriedly set up a formation to ensure that they were safe for a while.

Under the lonely clouds of frightening geese, thousands of miles of smoke and dust!

An Sanping had just fallen into the formation, and he heard the familiar, piercing voice:

"It's you again!"

An Sanping held his breath and ignored it, trying to stabilize his body and remain vigilant.

Huan also thought that he was talking about himself, so he stretched out his hand and summoned the token that fell into the formation by Du Fengze's hand, and replied: "The mortal world is not where you came!

The voice smiled: "There is a new Demon Venerable in the Demon Realm, and if you still have the ability, you will not be replaced! Coincidentally, the new Demon Venerable is also in my womb, I will stew you in a pot today, and I will be the master of this Demon Realm! Oh, no, there is still this mortal world!"

Huan also knew that it was useless to say more, so he concentrated on summoning his own spiritual power stored in the token in his palm, and asked An Sanping: "How is the sword technique?"

An Sanping said indifferently: "Pingping!"

An Sanping recalls his usual times whenever he is not around, and he feels that he has never done anything great, but whenever he encounters some ups and downs, Lin Xiaotang, Chang Yue, or Feng Qisi have come forward for him! Even the only time he named the ghost-faced person who wanted to see him by name was replaced by his sister Chu Wenxin, and he gave his life in vain.

As soon as he thought of this, An Sanping burst into tears of sadness, hating himself for being useless.

Therefore, at this critical juncture, his parents and teachers are here, and it is the time when he needs himself, even if he knows that he is not an opponent, he is not willing to dodge himself.

Hearing him say that his swordsmanship was mediocre, he couldn't help but sigh: "That's it! Today, you and I will cross this catastrophe together, and life and death are in the sky! But I want to fight with all my strength, and I am worthy of my heart!"

An Sanping did not hesitate at all, he had put life and death aside, and urged at this time: "How to do it?"

Huan Ye immediately raised his hand and poured all his spiritual power into An Sanping's sword blade and said, "It's up to you!"

An Sanping thought it was just that, and when he was surprised, he suddenly saw that the hustle and bustle gradually dissipated, he was calm, like a passerby passing by, and there was no explanation, and the original spirit was transformed into a sword qi, and it was submerged in An Sanping's sword!

"Hustle!" An Sanping exclaimed, as soon as the call fell, he suddenly felt that the sword in his hand was ready to move!

The Yangwu Sword was originally a mortal sword, and there was no sword spirit, An Sanping knew that it was not now, so he fought with the sword!

At the same time, he said: "What a hustle, I know that I can't do it, you are so righteous, I will let it out!"

As soon as the sword momentum came out, An Sanping found that it was different, in this endless cloud that confused the heart, Yang Wu Sword took himself up and down, the sword moves changed with the situation, the sword qi was like a rainbow, and the roar was bursting!

Suddenly, the long drive straight into the shadow, a sudden, calmly pointing to the high place of the clouds!

Although An Sanping's body shape moved with the sword and did not dare to be sloppy, but in his heart he secretly played this sword move, he always felt that the sword driven by the spirit power was very weird, not at all like the swordsmanship was exquisite, but like a mountain axe, chopping and chopping!

Finally, An Sanping felt that the sword in his hand began to slow down gradually, and he was able to breathe for a moment, and when he looked at it, it seemed that the clouds and mist around him were no longer wandering, and the hissing wind in his ears was no longer audible, and the entire array was unusually silent!

"What's going on?" An Sanping spit out a sentence lightly, but a voice came from behind: "Ping'er?"

An Sanping turned around in fright, only to see that it was indeed his senior brother Chang Yue, at this time Chang Yue's face was covered with beads of sweat, and he seemed to be a little weak and said: "You are really nonsense!"

"I don't think you're bad!"

The two of them were startled, looked at a figure walking out of the clouds, and gradually saw that it was Feng Qisi, only to hear him cough twice and say: "The smell is too bad! Sealing the Nine Shadows is my business, and now the big array has stopped inexplicably, you two go out quickly!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the picture that seemed to be still just now suddenly moved again, and the voice of the boring old man sounded: "Hustle! With your own strength, you can only do this! Where is the person who sealed for you? Hahaha......"

Feng Qi Si Changyue and the others immediately understood: it turned out that the original Huan was also using his own strength to stabilize the Soul Devouring Array, and it was the demon god who could really take the opportunity to seal him.

The demon god is not there, this is a dead end!

An Sanping's cold sweat has been dripping down!

The three of them were back to back, An Sanping's heart moved, he bit his fingers, grabbed the palms of the two people on the left and right, and drew a spell each: it was the spell he had drawn with the sword intent in his heart.

When the two of them saw it, they immediately understood.

Now there are only three of them in the formation, and the luckiest thing is that they are all quite knowledgeable about the magic array.

So they each looked at each other, nodded tacitly, and got ready to go!

An Sanping stroked the sword and said in his body: "Hustle, I already understand, you take a break, this time, let me come by myself!" The sword seemed to hear his heart, and the whistling sound immediately cooled down!

A crane roared in his ears, alarming the three figures in an instant, like an arrow off the string, each showing a killing move!

Chang Yue's Taishang Xiao is like the sun and the moon, spinning out the light and forcing people, it is his skillful but never used Izumo Peak stunt "Falling Moon Xiao", which can turn into ghosts and kill gods!

Feng Qisi's free retraction was the seventy-two styles of Xuanzong's swordsmanship, and it immediately caused the surrounding killing intent to rise!

An Sanping had suffered a big loss from the Nine Ghost Devouring Soul Array, and without the soul stone body, he used his flying soul slashing sword with all his might!

The three of them entered the pool like flying stars, and they were swallowed by the big array in a blink of an eye!

On one side is thousands of Yin soldiers Ge Jia, on the other side is the people of the mortal world, the three of them know that the nine Yin soldiers are like the sky is insurmountable, and they are accidentally scattered, but they all have the ambition to sweep the abyss!

An Sanping used the fast sword wholeheartedly at this time, and he still couldn't get rid of the shadows of Chu Wenxin and Gu Huayin in his mind, and there were tens of millions of hatred in his heart that couldn't snow, so they all turned into a sad ambition:

"Slaughter your black armor for ten thousand, and return me to the world...... Kill!"

Kill!