Under the snowy night, the Antuzong was in turmoil.

Several worshippers in the sect flew in with the wind, and five or six people joined forces to besiege Yan Yanxin, who had changed into a gray squirrel, and Yan Yanxin opened his mouth and spit out a small yellow seal, which instantly enlarged and smashed into a fugue triple monk.

Under the siege of everyone, although the situation was critical, he did not fall into the Jedi.

Fighting alone, all the people here are not his opponents, and the cultivators make a move, the ground is cold, the snow is surging, the momentum is strong, and a variety of spiritual weapons are staggered and shining.

The gray squirrel is rushing to the right, trying to brutally ram the opponent.

The earth wall technique laid out by the three Yan family monks couldn't block his impact, but it was not easy for him to hit the other three Yan family monks, and it was even more difficult for those who were flying in the sky to attack.

The yellow earth seal spirit weapon, although it was powerful, was a little lacking in speed, and it did not cause trouble to everyone. After a round of killing, the yellow light around Yan Yanxin became weaker and thinner.

A human face appeared on the rat's head, and he said with a cruel smile: "Yan Changpu, Yan Shangyan, Yan Zengliang, you have betrayed the Yan family, and you must not die well." ”

"Yan Yanxin, if you practice the methods of the side door and go mad, you will bring huge risks and disasters to the family and the sect, I, Yan Changpu, can only kill my relatives for the sake of the family, you can die for me."

The red-faced Yan Changpu flew up, urging the power of qi and blood, slamming his palms, conjuring up several powerful palm shadows, and the palm technique was surprising, even waving and slashing, as if hiding many changes.

Seven or eight sharp winds emitted a wind-tearing roar, and eight palm shadows headed towards the gray squirrel.

This set of palm techniques was originally the palm of the acquired martial artist, called the open stele palm.

Yan Changpu can definitely easily open the stone cracked monument.

When the wind was about to hit, the gray squirrel jumped up and slammed into the ground.

"It's not good, he wants to escape!" Yan Shangyan exclaimed.

At the sound of his screams, the gray squirrel burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

"Second Master Yan, what's going on, how can Sect Master Yan have such a strong evil aura on his body, this is not just an ordinary side-door left path exercise. Chu Tiansun shouted, he was a loose cultivator, and he was recruited by the Antu Sect to worship Keqing.

"Brother Chu, don't ask what's going on, you helped me kill Yan Yanxin first, you also saw it, he went mad, I promise, after I take charge of the Antu Sect and the Yan family, the spirit stone for you will increase by three percent"

"Other Taoist friends, all the same, all up thirty percent!"

Chu Tiansun in Tsing Yi patted his chest:

"I don't care if I have money or not, I just like to follow the bold second master, let's say, can you find the mouse who escaped from the ground, I'll help you kill him!"

"Okay, after killing him, his treasures will be divided equally among all Taoist friends, but there is one thing that belongs to my Yan family, and I have to take it back."

After the agreement, everyone chased after them.

In the cold night sky, snowflakes were falling, and the snow was getting thicker and thicker, and some low-level disciples of the Antu Sect heard the movement in the sect, but without the order of the division commander, they didn't dare to come out to inquire at all.

They only saw a few rays of light flying towards the outside of the sect.

"Brother Chu, Brother Pang, Brother Chu, you follow me, Shang Yan and Zeng Liang are chasing him underground, he can't escape" Yan Changpu shouted.

In fact, Yan Changpu is also good at escaping, but he has to guide these few people who can't escape.

Early morning.

Xiao Qi and Wang Ping retreated, rested a little, and hit the road again.

"Senior brother, I have inquired, there are five or six fugue monks of the Yan family in the Antu Sect, the sect master is the late stage of the fugue of Yida, and there are also several scattered cultivators who have been recruited, should we quietly grasp the evidence, then show our identities, drink back the scattered cultivators recruited by the Yan family, and then destroy the Antu Sect. ”

Xiao Qitou didn't reply, "Don't be so troublesome, just kill it, it's easy!"

Wang Ping: "......"

Xiao Qi, who was flying in front, suddenly slowed down, and stared at the wind and snow in front of him.

"Senior brother, have you made a discovery?"

"Well, there are a few monks, and they're approaching this way quickly!"

Wang Ping immediately summoned the sword and held it in his hand with a wary expression.

Several figures rushed out of the misty wind and snow, as if they were outflanked left and right.

"There are still people underground!" Xiao Qi looked at the snow below.

Bang, the snowflakes exploded, and three figures rushed out of the snow, and the leading person, half covered in blood, fled in embarrassment, and the people behind him were chasing and killing him.

"The two Daoists in front, help stop this demon!" someone in the chasing crowd shouted.

"I am Yan Yanxin, the sect master of the Antu Sect, these young people, plotting against me, the two Taoist friends save their lives, I am willing to share the Antu Sect and the two Taoist friends"

After a night of bloody battles, Yan Yanxin was not lightly injured, and he was difficult to defeat with a single fist.

"Senior brother is Yan Yanxin," Wang Ping looked happy.

Yan Yanxin, who rushed over, changed into a giant rat again in order to get rid of the pursuit of several people behind him.

When Xiao Qi saw this, his eyes suddenly showed substantial killing intent,

The giant rat rushed over, and suddenly, a long sword groan sounded, and in an instant, a white cold light flew out and shot out towards the giant rat, and the sword light was extremely fast.

Poof――

The divine sword slashed the evil, the giant rat was split into two, and the sword qi shook a snowflake, leaving a gully several zhang long on the ground, and the two halves of the rat corpse fell to the ground, returning the human body.

Sword Repair!

The people who chased after were startled, and they all stopped their bodies in a hurry.

Xiao Qiyi beckoned, took Yan Yanxin's storage bag, and urged Shen Nian to look inside, there were many sundries inside, including elixirs in jade boxes, piles of spirit stones, some account books, and a palm-sized black token.

Xiao Qi took out the token.

The faces of the three monks of the Yan family changed, showing panic.

This small black token, written on a mysterious ancient seal, the ancient seal is like a living thing, look closely, but feel that it is changing from time to time, constantly outlining and evolving, deriving a divine pattern with inexplicable power.

Xiao Qi was fascinated, and his mind was immersed in this ancient seal, which contained an inexplicable charm between the strokes, one stroke at a time, majestic atmosphere, as if heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, all heavens and all things, were in it.

"Divine Decree!"

At this time, the voice of the Sword Emperor system came from his head.

"Host, you practice this order, you can use this order to seal the gods, and the gods sealed by it can establish a close relationship with the host, and the host you can also obtain the power and supernatural powers of the gods when you need it. ”

can be a god, Xiao Qi was happy in his heart, and he quickly communicated with the Sword Emperor system.

"If I have this token in my hand, I can become a god! Is it possible to make something a god at will?"

Sword Emperor System: "No, the edict of the gods is related to the edict gods, and it is also related to the cultivation of the host, and the host is not able to cultivate into a god who is stronger than himself." And you can't seal the gods as you like, the edict can only canonize the gods who will be worshiped incense and have a faint sense of autonomy. ”

That's also a good thing, in the future, I will keep a god to play, and the Shinto told in the incense law body sutra made Xiao Qi a little moved.

He received the edict into his storage bag, and Yan Yanxin's teaching bag hung on his waist.

"You are all monks of the Yan family of the Antu Sect?" Xiao Qi stood proudly at the group of people in front of him.

The three guests hesitated for a moment, and said in unison: "No, the three of us are not"

"They are the worship guests of my Yan family!"

Xiao Qi: "Then the three of you are the Yan family monks!"

Yan Changpu nodded.

Xiao Qi: "Senior brother, declare the sins of the Yan family!"

Wang Ping stepped forward and shouted: "Listen to the people of the Yan family, what happened to you ......"