Su Zhen tapped his toes lightly, stepped on the silver-white disc, his clothes were windless, and his silver hair swayed in the wind, looking like the immortal who had strayed into the mortal world, this kind of demeanor was enough to fascinate thousands of girls.

But the monks below him had gray eyes, and their minds were completely controlled by resentment at first glance.

They didn't care whether Su Zhen was an immortal or a demon, whether he was handsome or ugly, and directly ran all his cultivation, and rushed forward as if he were dead.

Su Zhen's expression did not change at all, and as soon as he exerted his toes, the circular circle was immediately pressed down when it rotated, and it was still expanding rapidly while going down.

In the blink of an eye, the magic circle was thirty zhang in size, and the monk under the magic circle had just risen into the air, as if he had lost all his cultivation, and fell down.

Among these people, there were some early Yuan Infant monks, and even one Yuan Infant Middle Stage monk was also sealed in an instant.

A ban made more than a dozen monks lose their combat effectiveness, and such an astonishing method immediately made dozens of monks, including the Mingguang Dao people, dumbfounded.

"This ...... This prohibition ...... It's amazing, isn't it? ”

After a moment of relief, Mingguang Dao came back to his senses and muttered in disbelief.

A late Yuan Infant monk standing next to Mingguang Daoist also had a strong look of amazement in his eyes.

"The ancient prohibition is really extraordinary, maybe he really has a way to break through this formation. ”

If there is anyone here who is not surprised by this, it is Feng Qi, in his heart, Su Zhen's performance like this is too normal, but he is a little suspected of deliberately stealing the limelight.

But in this square, there are too many people who are controlled by resentment, and Su Zhen alone obviously can't deal with it.

"Let's go up together, and then buy time for Su Daoyou to stick incense. ”

The late Yuan Infant Monk who spoke before stepped out first, raised his arms and shouted, and immediately plunged into the battle.

Feng Qi, the Mingguang Dao people, and the dozens of monks behind them immediately turned their cultivation and followed.

Hundreds of monks fought in this square, and most of them were still Yuan Infant monks, and this kind of scene was rare in a thousand years on the Donglin Continent.

The light of the magic spell shone in all directions, and the roaring sound continued to echo, and the square, which was already devastated and full of blood, suddenly became more miserable, compared to the palace where Qiao Yuan was trapped.

Su Zhen shuttled back and forth between the crowds, and the monks he met were all just a face, and he lost the power to resist.

"Brother Feng, do you feel the flow of the wind?"

"Where the wind goes, it is what people do, I feel it. ”

Feng Qi heard Su Zhen's transmission, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a slight smile.

"Then please ask Brother Feng to help Su. ”

Su Zhen was separated by dozens of people, and he hugged his fist towards Feng Qiyi from afar, and then turned around and went straight to the very edge of the square.

Feng Qi nodded, turned away, and galloped to the other edge of the square.

Su Zhen stood on the easternmost side, and Feng Qi stood on the westernmost side, separated by thousands of feet, and the two looked at each other, both of them closed their eyes together, as if they were carefully feeling the flow of the wind.

A moment later, Su Zhen walked slowly around the edge of the square, towards the north, and Feng Qi, on the contrary, walked around the edge towards the south.

The strange behavior of the two immediately attracted the attention of many people, but the two late Yuan Infant monks had extraordinary eyesight, and they understood their thoughts after just one glance.

The two Empress Yuan monks glanced at each other, then immediately turned around and left, standing on both sides of the square, stopping all the enemies who wanted to get close to Su Zhen and Feng Qi.

In the blink of an eye, the incense had passed, and many people had been killed and wounded in the square, and there were less than ten monks who had not yet been controlled by the resentment, and there were still as many as fifty or sixty monks who had fallen into madness.

The huge gap in the number of people made Mingguang and the others extremely stressed, and while they were desperately resisting, they stared at Su Zhen with their hearts, hoping that he would break the situation quickly.

At this moment, Su Zhen had already walked around the square and came to the westernmost side, while Feng Qi stood where Su Zhen stood at the beginning.

"Found it!"

The two of them opened their eyes almost at the same time, and there was no pause at all, Su Zhen went straight to a location in the southwest corner, and raised his hand to see a silver sword, which hit the depths of the ground.

As soon as the blow fell, only to hear a loud bang and shake in all directions, debris and soil chips burst out, and a ten-zhang deep pit appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

On the other side, Feng Qi blasted a large crater at a location in the southeast corner.

After the two attacked, they barely stopped, quickly turned to the northwest and northeast corners, and attacked the ground again.

This move immediately stopped the fighting monks, and Mingguang and the others were a little puzzled.

But those monks who were controlled by resentment were extremely angry, and they divided into two groups, attacking Su Zhen and Feng Qi respectively.

The expressions of the two queen monks changed, and they all displayed their strongest magical powers, forcing those monks back with earth-shattering power.

Su Zhen and Feng Qi didn't waste the slightest time, and after breaking through the four points, they went straight to the center of the square and attacked the ground at the same time.

Just as the silver sword and wind knife were about to fall to the ground, a wave of water appeared out of thin air, like a curtain pouring from the sky, silently blocking the blow of Su Zhen and Feng Qi.

At this moment, whether it was Mingguang and the others, or those monks who were controlled by resentment, they all calmed down, as if they were attracted by the water waves that appeared out of thin air, and they couldn't extricate themselves.

"You...... It's finally here!"

After being quiet for a moment, Su Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression, which had been calm, rarely showed a trace of solemnity.

In the same way, the same is true of Wind Seven, as if there is a great enemy behind the water wave that is difficult to defeat.

The turquoise water waves floated slightly, and everyone could still hear the pleasant and clear sound of flowing water, only to see the water waves slowly bulging, and a vague figure slowly appeared on the water waves.

Looking at the slender and graceful figure, the exquisite curves, and the elegance between the hands and feet, even if you can't see the appearance clearly, it is enough to make people believe that this must be a graceful and peerless beauty.

"Do you know Hongu?"

The figure on the water wave slowly came out with a word, the voice was beautiful like heaven, but it revealed a supreme majesty, and when I heard it, I knew that this person must have been in a high position for a long time, and he was used to looking down on all beings.

Su Zhen landed on the ground and sighed, unconsciously revealing a trace of sentimentality in his eyes.

"The birds fly in the north and south of the world, the majestic and heroic hair does not follow, the poor autumn water is lonely, but ask a few people in the world to chase. ”

After listening to Su Zhen's recitation, the water waves trembled suddenly, as if the person couldn't suppress the surging and excitement in his heart.

"Autumn water words! you...... Are you a disciple of the Moon River Sect?"

"Su Zhen, the eldest disciple of Duan Tiangu, the eighteenth generation peak master of the junior May Peak, visited the ninth generation ancestor. ”

Su Zhen's expression was extremely respectful, and he made a big salute to the person who was a junior to meet the elder.

The vague figure in this water wave is none other than the ninth generation ancestor of the Yuehe Sect, the amazing and brilliant woman, the water is deep and autumn.

The water waves trembled even more violently, and the slender and graceful woman stepped out, walked out of the water waves directly, and stood in front of everyone.

A long dress with aqua blue waves mopping the floor is extremely perfect to modify its delicate figure, and the slender hands are like blue waves and soft water, which looks extremely elegant and dignified when placed flat on the waist.

It's a pity that her appearance is hidden by a layer of hazy gray mist, and she can't see it really, otherwise the people here will be amazed by her beauty and lose their minds.

However, even if they couldn't see Qing Shenqiu's face, everyone was stunned by Su Zhen's words and actions.

The nine generations of ancestors of the Yuehe Sect, this kind of identity, it is understandable that the low-level cultivators are not clear, but all the people present are the pillars of the major sects in the Donglin Continent, how can they not know what kind of strength the ancestors of a sect have.

The two Yuanhou monks immediately remembered a character recorded in the sect's classics, a generation of legendary female cultivators who swept across the Nantai Continent four thousand years ago, Shui Shenqiu, it seemed that she was from the Yuehe Sect, and it happened to be the ninth generation ancestor.

Thinking of this, the two of them suddenly became vigilant, and their whole body cultivation was running, ready to burn the jade at any time.

Kidding, they don't have the confidence to escape from such a person.

However, Shui Shenqiu didn't seem to have them in his eyes, just looked at Su Zhen quietly, as if he was recalling the eventful years of the year.

It was a long time before she let out a tired sigh.

"Get up, you are very good, the Moon River Sect can have a junior like you, this palace is very pleased. ”

Su Zhen got up, and there was sadness in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.

He understood that it was impossible for Shui Shenqiu to survive until now, and now what was standing in front of him was nothing more than a walking corpse, a Taoist servant who had been transformed by resentment.

Back then, when Su Zhen traveled to the Donglin Continent, he accidentally discovered the traces left by Shui Shenqiu. He remembered the records in the sect's classics that Shui Shenqiu had been depressed since he discovered the Grass Spirit Valley and returned from it.

I don't know why, after Shui Shenqiu went to the land of inheritance and left the inheritance, he didn't know where he went, and he didn't know his life and death.

Su Zhen found traces of Shui Shenqiu during her travels, and only then did she realize that after she left her inheritance, she actually came to the Donglin Continent.

In the days that followed, Su Zhen followed Shui Shenqiu's footsteps and explored the forbidden source, and was sure that she must have entered the forbidden source land, and did not come out again.

But at that time, the forbidden source land had not yet been opened, and when the Grass Spirit Valley was opened again, Su Zhen hurried back to the Nantai Continent and participated in the plan to stabilize the space with the Zhenling Pillar and enter the Grass Spirit Valley.

And in the spiritual treasure, Su Zhen found a lot of clues.

Half of the chess game in the attic, the jade hairpin left on the top floor of the Qibao Building, the jade hairpin was engraved with the word "autumn", and all kinds of details made Su Zhen have an extremely absurd guess.

"Ancestor, this is your thing. ”

Su Zhen took out the jade hairpin and reached out and handed it over.

The whole body of the jade hairpin is aqua blue, crystal clear, and under the illumination of the sun, it is like a wave of water that will pass at any time, just like the feelings that should not have been produced back then.

Shui Shenqiu's body trembled slightly, and the jade hand placed in front of him shrank back obviously, as if he didn't dare or wanted to pick up the jade hairpin.

"The past is like smoke, everything is gone, and the palace is no longer the ninth generation ancestor of the Yuehe Sect. ”