Ten days later. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The merman beads were lying on the ground, completely lost their aura, and they were as dim as stones.

The Demon Refining Pot had been put away, and the runes on it had recovered about two-thirds of the time, and the original full form was already faintly visible.

Only Zhou Shu shook his head slightly, feeling a little regretful in his heart, "It's still a little close, I didn't expect this second word to be so difficult to complete, it is much more difficult than the first word, but at most, the power of a few more stars can be gathered, and it will definitely succeed in the Star Summoning Ceremony." ”

Outside the formation, there was a voice from the blue finch, "Can you come in?"

The stars were shining, reaching into the sky, and she felt it, but she didn't take a peek at anything, it had been like this all these days.

"Yes. ”

Qingque slowly walked into the formation, looked at the merman beads everywhere, and shook his head with a hint of consternation, "You have really absorbed everything?"

Zhou Shu nodded, "Yes." ”

"I don't see any growth in you," Qingque stared at him for a moment, his eyes flickering, "It's weird." ”

Zhou Shu smiled slightly, "I'll tell you later." ”

"Hmm. ”

Qingque responded, as if she already knew Zhou Shu's answer, and only smiled, "Is it okay to go, if you don't hurry up, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up with the Star Summoning Ceremony." ”

Zhou Shu nodded, cleaned up, and the two of them still went to Emei.

Shushan is located in the north of Nanzhan Zhou, and Emei is located in the southernmost part of Nan Zhanzhou, on the edge of the South China Sea, on the Falling Star Islands, the distance between the two sects is indeed very far.

It is said that it was a long time ago, probably dating back to the ancient times, countless stars fell from the sky, fell on the edge of the South China Sea, formed the Falling Star Islands, the islands vary in size, tens of thousands, and then some people felt the starlight on the island, realized the way of star power, and opened a sect, with their real name as the name of the sect, called Emei.

There are very few days in the Falling Star Islands, three seasons of the year are nights, the starlight and moonlight are continuous all day long, and the brilliance is bright, it can be said that the starlight and moonlight are the richest places in the entire Xuanhuang world, Emei is blessed, and it is naturally extremely successful in this regard, and there is no other sect in the world of cultivating immortals to compare.

I don't know much about Emei Zhou Shu, but Qingque is obviously the opposite, she is obviously quite aware of Emei's situation, but when she talks about it, she seems to have a resentment, although it is very light, but it cannot be erased.

She frowned, "...... That's pretty much it, in short, you have to be careful when you're in Emei. ”

Zhou Shu nodded lightly and said with a smile, "I know." ”

After traveling for dozens of days, I almost arrived in the middle of Nanzhan Chau.

"Huh?"

Qingque's face was slightly sluggish, and he looked into the distance, and Zhou Shuxian also noticed it, and couldn't help but doubt, "What a powerful murderous aura." ”

Thousands of miles away, a group of fast-flying monks were heading this way.

"Where else do you want to go?"

"The evil guy will make you full of evil today!"

They stared at a monk in front of them, gritting their teeth and full of resentment.

The monk in front of him was disheveled, his clothes and face were stained with blood, and he couldn't see his true face clearly, the only thing he could see clearly was a pair of eyes, from which the murderous aura was unabashedly revealed, as if shining with a red light.

In the endless chase, he gradually slowed down, and couldn't stop panting, as a pre-stage cultivator of the Transformation Realm, he was so tired that he was panting, obviously exhausted to the extreme.

As if sensing that he couldn't escape, he turned around abruptly and stared at the pursuers behind him, his eyes becoming sharper and sharper.

The group of monks froze and could not help but pause, but they quickly approached him again and surrounded him.

The monk led by him was already at the peak of the late stage of the Transformation God Realm, tall and tall, holding a spear in his hand and pointing at him, and smiled coldly, "You can't escape, right?"

"Twenty-seven days, no matter how much you insist, you have to stop after all. ”

"The great feud of hundreds of fellow disciples can finally be avenged today. ”

The monks on the side shouted one by one, seeing that the cultivation was all in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm, there were seven people in a group, and seven people in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm chased and killed a monk in the early stage of the Transformation God Realm, and it took twenty-seven days to catch up, and the monk was obviously not very human.

"Hmph. ”

The monk snorted, his eyes showing disdain, "Come on, then." ”

As he drew his long knife, the monks shook and couldn't help but take a few steps back, showing a lot of fear.

The long knife was like blood, and when it shook slightly, the incomparably rich murderous aura gradually condensed into visible blood-colored ripples, which couldn't help but spread around, eroding everything around them, including the monk's mind, and people couldn't help but feel terrified.

"Magic Knife!"

"It's this magic knife again......"

"What to do ......"

The voices of several monks trembled, how could they not be frightened?

It was this blood-colored long knife that had killed hundreds of fellow sects in just a few decades, and there was even a Tribulation Realm Elder.

The monk was holding a long knife, and his whole body was blood-red, as if he had been completely infected by murderous energy, and had become the embodiment of death, ruthless and brutal.

Seeing that his fellow disciples were frightened and their morale was weakening, the monk at the head turned cold and shouted, "What are you afraid of!" He was already at the end of the crossbow, he was first injured by Elder Xu, and then chased by us for so long, even if he had a magic knife, he couldn't hurt anyone!"

"Like, a knife scared you like this?"

"Let's go together, kill him, and avenge your fellow disciples!"

"The son of Tianlong Temple wants you to be buried here today!"

All the monks mustered up their courage and attacked the monk together, and for a while, the magic weapons and magic tricks flew everywhere, and within ten miles, they were all shrouded in all kinds of light.

In the midst of all the light, a bright red is always visible, and every time it rises and falls, there is an exclamation.

On the blue clouds high in the sky.

Qingque was slightly stunned, "Magic Knife, is it a hundred slashes? I have also seen a hundred slashes, but the murderous aura is far less intense, such a fierce weapon, even I am a little frightened, I don't know how much blood I have drunk, how many souls I have sucked, to have such a strong murderous aura." ”

Zhou Shu wondered, "Soul sucking?"

"That's right, soul sucking," Qingque said a little solemnly, "This knife can absorb souls, suck the souls of the killed living souls into the knife, and constantly increase the power of the knife. ”

Zhou Shu's face froze, and he said calmly, "Is that the evil weapon of the evil cultivator?"

Qingque shook his head lightly, "It's not really, in fact, there are a lot of magic weapons for soul sucking, not only used by evil cultivators, but also used by many immortal cultivators to hunt demon beasts, but it is indeed rare to be so powerful, if it continues like this, I am afraid that this knife will soon devour the master, suck in the master's soul, and become a real demonic blade, have you heard of the demonic blade?"

Zhou Shu nodded lightly, "I've heard it, it's recorded in the classics that the devil is out, the heavens and the earth are chaotic, once the demonic blade appears in the immortal cultivation world, it will definitely be ruined, and blood will be spattered for thousands of miles." ”

"Tens of thousands of years have passed. ”

Qingque stared down and said slowly, "I didn't expect to see a sign here, no matter what the reason, the monk's knife can't be left...... Zhou Shu, what are you doing?"

I saw Zhou Shu's body move slightly, and he was no longer on Qingyun.

"Save people. ”

"Saving people?"