"Remember, the Qingxuan Demon Crystal must not fall into the hands of the Heavenly Dragon Society, and only by throwing it into the Erhai Lake in the southern Xinjiang that is bathed in Nuwa's tears can the root cause be completely eliminated. ”

"You guys go quickly, this world is about to collapse, and there is the sixth life of the demon king, you must not ask questions, remember. Before the words fell, Xiao Qinghuai, the head of Xiao, began to petrify at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the stone was like a stream of cold ice spreading to the place below the neck.

At the same time, the two were pushed out of the world by a strong light, which was about to fall apart.

The purple-red demonic energy that filled Qingxuan Mountain faded like a tide at this moment.

The breeze sweeps the forest, and the bright moon shines on the hills.

The sky is about to dawn, a strange tree is blooming, like the bud of a glass lamp blooming in the wind, and the pollen is sprinkled all over the Qingxuan Mountain.

Under the tree, Bai Yun and Duan Fuchen stood like two wooden stakes, and at the next moment of flowering, the two of them 'returned to their souls'.

The flowers and trees are still the same, and the whole Qingxuan Mountain has a kind of vitality like a red sun rising, even if the night is shrouded in the moment, this feeling is extremely clear.

Bai Yun and Duan Fuchen looked up at the towering ancient tree with strange flowers blooming, could it be that everything just now was just a dream? But when Duan Fuchen slowly raised his hand, there was a cyan spirit stone lying quietly in his palm, which was cracked like silk, like a green snake moving freely, containing a daunting chill.

"The demon mist on Qingxuan Mountain has faded. Bai Yun glanced around, and the purple-red mist outside the Pinghu Lake was gone.

"Master exchanged his life for the reincarnation of the demon king, in exchange for the peace of Qingxuan Mountain, but he became a wandering ghost who guarded the ghost gate of Qingxuan Mountain instead of the demon king, and he could not be reincarnated for eternity. Duan Fuchen's eyes were hollow, and he leaned weakly on the towering strange tree.

Bai Yun's eyes were full of regret, and such a majestic man disappeared, and he became more and more suspicious of what would be left of this river and lake in the near future.

The two of them were silent at the same time, and they didn't go deeper into the sixth life about the demon king, and it had nothing to do with them what the truth was, since the head of Xiao asked them not to ask, it was not appropriate to have more complications.

Duan Fuchen cheered up, and said to the strange tree in a vigorous manner: "Master, you wait, when the apprentice finishes cooking everything outside, he will definitely bring good wine and play a good song for you with his own hands." ”

Duan Fuchen pulled out the rusty iron sword with a clatter.

Qingxuan Sword.

Duan Fuchen lightly slashed at his wrist with a blunt blade, and blood dripped down the rusty iron sword onto the strange tree full of glazed fruits.

With a rumbling sound, the strange tree rose a foot out of thin air.

Duan Fuchen swore to the sky with his sword: "Heaven and earth learn together, Duan Fuchen, the twelfth head of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, will do his best to ensure the peace of the Qingxuan Sword Sect for a hundred years, and will no longer care about the world. ”

The loud voice like a bell spread in the Pinghu Lake, the four fields reproduced the sound of insects, and a piece of glazed petals fell from the crown of the strange tree, bright and bright, impartial and happened to fall on the rusty iron sword.

The Qingxuan Sword shines brightly, fades away the speckled rust, and is glazed all over.

This is the eternal sword that truly supports the luck of Qingxuan Mountain, Qingxuan.

Duan Fuchen suddenly realized: "It turns out that the Qingxuan that was pulled out by Liu Weiji is just a fake. ”

Bai Yun was deeply shocked and asked, "Then why was it?"

The fake that Liu Weiji pulled out was able to suppress the demon cave here for thousands of years?"

Duan Fuchen said: "No matter how powerful the sword is, it can only be a sword, that demon king poisons all beings because of his resentment of the world, he has injustices in his heart that are higher and wider than this Qingxuan Mountain, even if the ruthless sword is only sharp, but how can it calm all the injustices in this world, so it is not the sword that has always helped the Qingxuan Sword Sect to guard the gate of Qingxuan Mountain, but the hearts of the people who are flat and waveless, but since Liu Wei, who is in charge of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, has pulled out the sword." From the moment of Qingxuan', it means that the hearts of the people on Qingxuan Mountain have changed and become uneven, and the demon king is screaming again because of the injustice, so the master can only exchange his life for people's hearts. ”

Speaking of this, a tear slid down the corner of Duan Fuchen's mouth, very bitter and astringent.

He turned his face slightly to prevent Bai Yun from seeing this scene.

The clouds are calm and the wind is calm, and the gradually clear sky has a feeling of clearing the clouds and seeing the fog.

After discussion, the two decided to bring the Qingxuan Demon Crystal back to the mountain first, Duan Fuchen jumped from an unknown junior of the sect to the head of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, thinking that some of the senior elders in the sect would definitely not be willing to bow their heads and submit to softness, and once the matter of the reincarnation of the demon king crossed by the head of the Xiao Dynasty with his life was spread, the dragons of the Qingxuan Sword Sect had no leader, and the Tianlong would be eyeing each other, which could be described as internal and external troubles, and some flies, insects, ants and beasts dormant in the Qingxuan Sword Sect would inevitably take the opportunity to fan the flames, and the Qingxuan Sword Sect would inevitably become a hot porridge when it expired, and Duan Fuchen was only a junior who had entered the realm of strings, although he had the order of the head of Xiao Da personally entrusted by him, but it is difficult to stabilize the situation in terms of heat or strength, and now Li Feng is sitting in the mountain gate is a good springboard, so first bring the Qingxuan Demon Crystal back, and then use Li Feng's hand to stabilize the situation on Qingxuan Mountain, this is the only foolproof strategy.

Due to the disappearance of the demon mist on Qingxuan Mountain, all the Tianlong people who closed the mountain and enclosed the cage retreated, and a large part of the reason was that because the alliance leader Mu Changsheng was not in the formation, the Tianlong Society had no way to advance and retreat for a while, thinking that there had been a great change on Qingxuan Mountain, so they had to temporarily retreat and withdraw from Qingxuan Mountain.

The mountain wind was howling, and Bai Yun and Duan Fuchen were about to leave and return to the Qingxuan Sword Sect, but there were violent ripples at the bottom of the lake, and the two of them did not dare to hold up a little bigger, and attacked and defended each other back to back.

The ripples on the surface of the water were stretched into a ribbon of flowing clouds, like a fin cutting through the lake, and a white dot appeared in the waves, and then the white dots formed into a line, and the surface of the lake, which was originally like a flat mirror, was cut into pieces by countless streams.

A clear white sword light flew out of the center of the whirlpool like a river python.

At the same time, a drop of water brought up by the long sword condensed like an ice pick, turning into a small transparent sword, and shot at the two people under the strange tree with the white sword light.

The piercing whistling sound spread layer by layer, the sword rain was like a stream of arrows in the sky, and the two people who were on the defensive like mountains and seas had to 'part ways', and the copper wall and iron wall built before collapsed in an instant.

Countless icicles fell into dense craters on the strange tree, but in an instant, the bark healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving no trace, like a mud pit in a flooded ditch.

The white sword rose straight into the sky after a futile effort, and just when the attention of both of them was on the white sword, seven or eight masked white clothes swept across the lake, rushing to the two of them like a swift wind, like a fishing net spread out in the lake, and the two of them were swimming fish in this big net.

The lake was rough, and the masked man in white had not yet arrived

You can hear the humming of their swords.

The white clouds seized the opportunity, and the gods were red and prosperous, running through the three masked white clothes.

Duan Fuchen, who was the twelfth head of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, sacrificed the Qingxuan Sword with a full body of glass while attacking from the white clouds, and met the white-clothed assassin on the other side.

After a few moves, the two were surrounded by the white clothes and were deeply suppressed, these white clothes were not like the rabble of the Tianlong Society, and then they were in an orderly manner, and they attacked and defended each other, and the cooperation between them was simply seamless.

"What should I do?" The Qingxuan Sword is worthy of being a sword unparalleled in the world, Duan Fuchen has the Qingxuan Sword in his hand, even if he is at a disadvantage, he can still be handy between you and me, but if it continues to be consumed like this, the two of them will still not be able to escape the fate of being outnumbered.

"Go find my master. Bai Yun let out a loud shout, and his figure suddenly came to Duan Fuchen's side, blocking several sword rays for him.

Duan Fuchen hesitated for a moment: "But you... ”

"Hurry up, don't let the Qingxuan Demon Crystal fall into the hands of others. Bai Yunsheng said bitterly.

Duan Fuchen gritted his teeth and escaped from the bloody path that Bai Yun desperately opened.

At this time, a woman in white with delicate eyebrows fell from the sky and blocked the green shirt and high crown.

Duan Fuchen frowned, and the Qingxuan Sword was filled with thunder, and his momentum was majestic.

The masked white clothes turned a blind eye to the sharp Qingxuan Sword, obviously she had no intention of giving way, she dragged out a sword mark with the sword station, although she couldn't see her face clearly with a white cloth, but just those peach blossom and apricot eyes were enough to make the vast majority of women in this world ashamed of themselves.

She only took out a sword, kicking up the billowing dust and sand, and Duan Fuchen flew out upside down in response, and slammed into the strange tree that stood out of thin air and produced glass buds.

A numb pain spread all over his body, Duan Fuchen collapsed to the ground like soft mud, and the masked woman was like the wind, snatching away the cracked Qingxuan Demon Crystal in his hand.

After succeeding, this line of mysterious masked people no longer fell in love with the battle, and turned around and swept away, their intentions were self-evident, and they were clearly coming towards the Qingxuan Demon Crystal.

Bai Yun wanted to catch up with the mysterious person who had taken away the demon crystal, but he looked back at Duan Fuchen, who was injured, and rushed to his side in a hurry.

Duan Fuchen sat cross-legged with Qishu in his arms, his face was as pale as paper, and he smashed his fist on the ground, but the strength was soft and only some sand was splashed.

"Go and chase the Qingxuan Demon Crystal back, don't worry about me, I'm fine. Duan Fuchen gritted his teeth and said.

Bai Yun nodded: "If you return to walking freely, go back to the mountain to find my master and tell him about the robbery of the Qingxuan Demon Crystal." ”

With that, the white clouds went away with the scarlet.

Duan Fuchen used the Qingxuan Sword as a support, and stood up with difficulty while holding on to the huge trunk of the strange tree, looking up at the top of the mountain with clear clouds and clear fog.

Racing against the wind and the moon, Bai Yun bit the masked white clothes all the way, and chased out of the Qingxuan Mountain boundary after half an hour.

A rolling river cut off the white-clothed line.

"Who are you?" Bai Yun said with the tip of his sword pointing at the white clothes who had no way out, in fact, he knew better than anyone else the current situation of being outnumbered, but he had no choice.

A group of white-clothed people glanced at each other, and one of the white-clothed people with a purple hairpin on their head stepped forward, but was stopped by the white-clothed man with peach blossom and apricot eyes.