"How is it?" Jiu Yin came to Gu Sheng's door, Zhu Wuzhao and Weiming were there, and Long Hu was calling Gu Sheng in the room, but no matter how she shouted, Gu Sheng still smiled and fell asleep satisfied. Nangong Yi and Yin Ying also came, and a group of people gathered outside the door at a loss. Jiu Yin walked into the room quickly, everything was normal in the room, Jiu Yin smelled it, and there was no abnormal smell. He looked at Gu Sheng on the bed, Gu Sheng was lying on his back facing the sky, with a faint smile on his face, a very intoxicated look, which made Jiu Yin feel a little envious when he saw it. "He's always been like this?" Jiu Yin asked, and Long Fox nodded: "It's been an hour and a half since I came in, and I haven't moved, and even the expression on my face hasn't changed." Senior brother, what's going on......" Long Hu couldn't help but choke up a little in his voice, Jiuyin saw that her eyes were red, and tears fell, and he hurriedly comforted: "It's okay, it's okay, let me take a look." He didn't know the bottom of his own heart, so he walked to the bed to take a closer look, but he could only sigh and shake his head.

In the Sanqing Temple, an anxious disciple of the Wuwei Sword Sect, Jiu Yin said in a deep voice: "Today, it is the moment of life and death for our Wuwei Sword Sect, everyone, is not a monk with a pure heart and few desires, for the foundation of the Wuwei Sword Sect for three thousand years, you have a sword in your hands, don't let me say more......" Jiuyin's heart was gloomy, he was dedicated to the Tao, and the most difficult order to give was nothing more than this. It's just that if you live in such a world, even if you have no quarrel with the world, the world will fight with you. The Sanqing Divine Temple, which was still noisy just now, suddenly quieted down, and all the disciples silently began to breathe, the so-called grinding spear in the battle, even in this short period of time, can not have any improvement, but also accumulate some more true yuan.

There was only one last sect left, and Feng Sanyang shouted: "Disciples, let them see what a real large-scale spell is!" Nearly three hundred disciples of Zanghou Academy responded together: "Yes!" Feng Sanyang pinched each other's magic tricks with both hands, and a ray of light shot into the sky, followed by him, the disciples of the Tibetan Hou Academy played their own tricks, and suddenly one after another light rose into the sky, and countless meteor-like rays of light converged into a huge light cluster in the sky, and a little bit of light was like fireflies, circling around each other. From a distance, I couldn't tell the subtle clusters of light, and I could only see a whole ball of light floating back and forth in the sky. The light group grew longer and longer in the sound of the mantra of the disciples of the Tibetan Hou Academy, and the disciples of the Tibetan Hou Yuan had very neat voices, chanting together a kind of incantation that only they could understand, and the five fingers of the three yang were opened, controlling the entire light group from afar. The light ball is full like dough, and it is pinched into a slender shape. In the end, it turned into a spring and autumn pen in the air! Feng Sanyang shouted, a knife appeared in his hand, he used the knife to pull on his palm, blood gushed, a vermilion light shot out from the palm of his hand, cast on the end of the spring and autumn pen in the sky, the end of the pen was immediately dyed red by this red light. Feng Sanyang recited words in his mouth, and the disciples of Zanghou Yuan recited the incantation with him, and the Spring and Autumn Pen in the sky suddenly moved, as if there was an invisible giant hand, holding the Spring and Autumn Pen, and drew a spell with red cinnabar on the picture scroll in the sky! The spell that seemed to be powerless, but it exploded violently above the yellow light, and the power was extremely amazing, after the explosion, the yellow light of the mountain protection was as thin as paper, as if it could be pierced with a single finger. Feng Sanyang laughed, very proud, seeing that the Yellow Light of the Mountain Protection was about to collapse under his attack, although he could only have such a result after the other four major sects attacked in turn, he suddenly attacked, but after all, it was he who broke the Yellow Light of the Mountain.

However, Feng Sanyang was not happy for long, inside the mountain gate, Jiuyin let out a long roar, and a cyan light shot out from his body, and the light was cast on the Sanqing statue in the Sanqing Temple, and in the eyes of the three gods, six rays of light shot out, on top of the yellow light of the mountain, the yellow light of the mountain protection that was already crumbling suddenly stood up again, and it seemed that the thickness had increased a lot. Feng Sanyang was disappointed and very unwilling. He slashed another knife on the palm of his hand, blood light burst out, and another vermilion light shot on the Spring and Autumn Pen, and the Spring and Autumn Pen once again drew a spell, and the spell "boom" exploded and the entire mountain shook for a while. Jiuyin said angrily in the Sanqing Divine Temple: "It's too deceitful!" He clasped his fingers, and with a flick of it, a looming light shot out, it was his Shadow Sword. The Shadow Sword has now truly reached the realm of refining the real and turning the void, flying in the air, without a trace. shot out three doors and went straight to Feng Sanyang. Feng Sanyang was triumphant, and shouted loudly to the disciples under his sect: "The last blow, the last blow, let the Wuwei Sword Sect disappear in the cultivation realm from now on!" Two large-scale Taoist techniques came out one after another, the disciples were already exhausted, Feng Sanyang's cultivation was profound, although two blood lights in a row, his consumption was also very large, but he could still persevere, as long as there was one more time, the Wuwei Sword Sect would not be able to hold on, Feng Sanyang could not care if the disciples were tired, a joy of imminent victory filled his whole body, he was immersed in this joy, and he couldn't extricate himself.

"Master, the juniors and disciples are tired, let the other sects continue. His eldest disciple suggested, Feng Sanyang's eyes glared: "What do you say? Give it to others, then wouldn't our previous efforts be in vain, and we are all married to others?" Hugh has to say more, quickly retreat!" The eldest disciple had no choice but to retreat aside. Suddenly, a dark force surged in the oblique thorn, Feng Sanyang flashed suddenly, and split out with a palm, if it was in normal times, this palm must have split the attacking thing, but today it consumes a lot, and the true yuan in his body has lost about half, this palm split, the majesty in the peace day is a lot worse, the attacking thing is only slightly off, cutting through Feng Sanyang's waist Confucian clothes, piercing his flesh, a bloody sword shot out, Feng Sanyang was in severe pain, and shouted: "Ah!" The attacking thing disappeared in the blink of an eye, Feng Sanyang was furious: "Who is it!" Dare to sneak attack this hospital!" Jiuyin's cold voice came from the mountain gate: "Feng Sanyang, don't deceive people too much!" Feng Sanyang jumped to his feet and said angrily: "Jiuyin, if you have a kind, come out and have a good competition with your family Feng Sanye, what kind of hero is it to hurt people with secret arrows!" Jiuyin said disdainfully: "You are not my opponent, change Lingjue!" Feng Sanyang has always regarded himself very highly, Jiuyin actually mocked him in front of him that he was not as good as Lingjue, he was suddenly so angry that he was angry, pointing to the mountain gate of the Wuwei Sword Sect and scolding: "Jiuyin miscellaneous hair." Your third master Feng is waiting for you here, you come out for me!" He shouted repeatedly, but he didn't have the courage to rush into the Wuwei Sword Sect, not to mention that the Yellow Light of the Wuwei Sword Sect's mountain gate was still there, and he couldn't rush in, even if he rushed in, how could he be the opponent of the entire Wuwei Sword Sect alone? Therefore, although he was angry, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Lingjue Zen Master's voice came: "Master of the Closed Courtyard, don't fall for his radical plan. Feng Sanyang happened to be under a staircase, and hurriedly stepped down the stage: "Hmph! If it weren't for the Zen master's reminder, I almost fell for this guy's trick." Jiu Yin didn't fight with him, and concentrated on repairing the mountain protection spirit array. The cyan light shot out from his body, and through the statue of the Sanqing God, it was cast on the yellow light of the mountain protection, and the yellow light recovered little by little. The Lingjue Zen Master outside saw that the Yellow Light of the Mountain Protection was being repaired, and immediately realized that he could not give the Wuwei Sword Sect a chance to breathe, so he called on the other sects: "Everyone, the Wuwei Sword Sect is repairing the formation, we can't take turns to attack again, this time we will use spells together to defeat their Mountain Protection Spirit Formation in one fell swoop!" He didn't give up either, Qingguang was still constantly outflowing, striving to repair some more of the spirit array before the gate was dispatched. The other juniors and disciples also supported him, and the five true elements were infused into his body, and the blue light suddenly increased, and the repair degree of the spirit array was greatly improved.

The Vajra Demon Pestle, the White Cloud Tiger, the Falun, the Prayer Bead, and the Cinnabar Charm descended together, and they smashed on the mountain gate of the Wuwei Sword Sect almost at the same time. "Boom ......" A series of loud noises, the mountains swayed, the yellow light of the Wuwei Sword Sect's mountain protection, in this attack that was enough to open the mountain and crack the ground, collapsed, the power of the attack was not exhausted, the remaining power roared and rushed into the mountain gate of the Wuwei Sword Sect, the Sanqing Temple took the brunt, and a cyan light rose from the Sanqing Temple, the light blocked this huge power for a moment, and it was smashed to pieces, and the power instantly hit the Sanqing Temple, all the disciples of the Wuwei Sword Sect in the Sanqing Temple worked together, and the true yuan continued to float onto the roof, and the power was gradually consumed, and the roof of the Sanqing Temple rattled, and finally persevered。 The strength was gone, everything was scattered, and the Wuwei Sword Sect was completely exposed to the enemy's attack. As soon as Lingjue Zen Master raised his hand, the ten disciples behind him, one raised a bow, one pulled an arrow, and mounted five golden long arrows, and shot into the sky with a "whoosh". The golden arrows exploded in the sky like fireworks with a "crackling" sound, and the colorful light petals scattered all over the sky, and these rays of light sprinkled all over the entire Wuwei Sword Sect near the mountains of nearly thousands of miles, and the immortal weapons in the Wuwei Sword Sect were limited by these lights, and they could no longer wield their due power.

The people of the five major sects set up their own magic weapons and turned into meteors and rushed towards the Wuwei Sword Sect. Five directions, five torrents of light, poured into the Wuwei Sword Sect. Feng Sanyang was the most positive, the first to kill the sky above the Sanqing Temple, he shouted: "Jiuyin Pifu, come out and die!" Sanqing Temple suddenly opened the doors and windows, and as the doors and windows opened together, the walls and roof of the Sanqing Temple were also lifted together, leaving only some beams and pillars. The disciples of the Wuwei Sword Sect in the hall had not yet come out, and a cyan inch of light shot out from the hall. Those inches are the last mechanism in the Sanqing Divine Temple, and the cyan inchs that shoot like locusts are actually a cyan dagger with a palm-long handle, and the disciples of the five major sects surrounding the Sanqing Divine Temple were caught off guard, and many of them were injured by this dagger, although the injuries were not serious, but it also affected their combat effectiveness. Zanghou Yuan was the first to arrive at the Sanqing Shrine, and as soon as Feng Sanyang landed, he ordered his disciples to surround the Sanqing Shrine, so this time his subordinates suffered the heaviest losses. This is really hatred and hatred, Feng Sanyang is already red-eyed, desperate to rush into the Sanqing Temple, there is only an empty shelf left in the Sanqing Temple, Jiuyin walked out leisurely: "The master of the courtyard doesn't have to worry, Jiuyin came out by himself." You want to take my life, Jiuyin is here, you can take it!" He swept the dust and stood there easily, not seeming to take Feng Sanyang in his eyes at all.

Feng Sanyang roared and rushed forward, but the other people didn't stop him, and they also wished that someone would go up and try Jiuyin's strength. Jiuyin faced the menacing Feng Sanyang, smiled slightly, swept away the dust, stepped on the seven star steps, rose step by step, and had reached the sky. "Courtyard Master, since you want to fight, why don't you have a good fight?" Feng Sanyang snorted angrily, sacrificed his Spring and Autumn Pen, and his body swayed upward, coming to the opposite side of Jiuyin.

His magic weapon is a real Spring and Autumn pen, the pen is made of Shining Sun Platinum as the heart, the 10,000-year-old sunken wood is made of the shell, and the inside is made of the Canghai Su array, engraved with 9981 powerful attack formations. The end of the pen is made of the mane of a sword. This Xiao Barge is a strange beast like a horse, a top-level spirit beast of the ninth grade of the upper grade, very fierce, and he also has a mane like a horse on his neck, but it is straight and straight, like a sharp sword. In this mane, there is a fierce beast soul imprisoned, which can be released to fight for him. Such a magic weapon is also very rare in the cultivation realm, although it is not as good as an immortal weapon, it is also a superb product, even one point higher than the Nine Hidden Shadow Sword.

Feng Sanyang's wrist turned, and the Spring and Autumn Pen was also hovering in the sky. Jiu Yin pointed with his hand, and the shadow sword behind him came out of its sheath, flashing in the sky, but it was gone! Feng Sanyang was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood: "Oh, you used it to plot against the master of this courtyard just now, right?" Jiu Yin smiled coldly: "Just now, my subordinates were merciful, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant!" Feng Sanyang laughed: "Haha...... Then don't I have to thank you!" Before he finished speaking, the Spring and Autumn Pen suddenly flew out, spinning in mid-air, the mane on the tip of the pen suddenly spread out, and a fierce beast roared out, opening its teeth and dancing claws to pounce on Jiuyin, and at the same time, the Spring and Autumn Pen suddenly became huge, like a pillar in the southern sky, and smashed down!

Under the double attack, Jiuyin was also quite difficult to deal with, and if the shadow sword flashed, it stabbed the strange beast directly. Xiao barted a roar, dodged to dodge, and at the same time stretched out its claws, its claws could shoot out dozens of zhang, Jiuyin was not paying attention, and with a hiss, he tore a piece of clothing from his body! Feng Sanyang laughed proudly, the giant Spring and Autumn Pen had arrived in front of him, and Jiuyin's Shadow Sword was a little on the body of the Spring and Autumn Pen, and a huge force pushed the Spring and Autumn Pen away. Under one move, Feng Sanyang already knew Jiuyin's strength, and couldn't help but change his complexion!