Looking at the golden light circulating in mid-air, Xie Changtian couldn't help but sigh, "This person is willing to give up even half of his life to cultivate in order to fulfill others, but he is really a man! If I have no choice but to do it, I would be willing to have a few drinks with him!"

"Those who are in love will die in love! If not, even if it is the strength of you and me. If you want to put him to death, I'm afraid it won't be easy! Without this person, it would be easy to break through Shushan Qionghua!"

Zhang Qingyang's face became solemn as he spoke, "This person is Yan Linggen, as long as the Linggen is still there, we can't take it lightly." ”

"What do you mean......

"Chop the grass and eradicate the roots! Even if you reach the ends of the earth, you must not let this person live! You quickly send the master of the Demon Cultivation Sect to chase him out, and you will kill him no matter what!"

Xie Changtian was about to say something, but when he saw that Zhang Qingyang's eyes were full of a murderous aura, he didn't say anything more at the moment and hurriedly chased him out.

The scattered Yuan Shen floated like fireflies in all corners of Sanssouci Lake. Zhang Qingyang spread out his palm, but a pink light rose, and then turned into a lotus flower.

Suddenly, the lotus flower began to bloom gradually. Each petal is white and red, like a baby's face. The dark Sanssouci Pond is rendered like a fantasy world, which is beautiful. A refreshing fragrance has filled the entire Sanssouci Lake in a moment.

Zhang Qingyang looked at the lotus flower leisurely, and sighed leisurely, "Don't blame me, if I don't break up your Yuan Shen today, with your character, I'm afraid there will be more trouble in the future." Your fate has long been predestined, even if I really kill you today, what should come will still come after all. ”

As he spoke, the lotus flower involuntarily flew out of Zhang Qingyang's hand. After the lotus flower spun in mid-air, it was much larger, and the pink light around it became more and more dazzling.

"The heart is like a lotus, and all directions are quiet. The nine ghosts have all returned. Blood is water, and true qi is fire. Yin and Yang are one, and the Tao is naturally ......"

After Zhang Qingyang finished reciting the incantation, he swiped his right palm, and the blood was sprinkled like rain on the lotus flower.

Seeing the blood melted into it, the lotus flower bloomed even more brightly. As soon as Zhang Qingyang's body moved, a golden light flew out from between his fingers, and then merged with the lotus flower.

After a while, the lotus flower involuntarily rotated, and the faster it rotated, the whole Sanssouci Lake was a streamer flying, full of colors, and very gorgeous.

When I was young, I saw that the primordial spirits scattered around gradually floated up, like stars. Subsequently, without exception, they all melted into the pale yellow lotus heart.

After a long time, Zhang Qingyang slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as his palm was stretched, the lotus flower instantly turned into the size of his palm and slowly fell into his palm.

The only difference was the condensed ball of golden light above the lotus heart. Inside the ball of light, there seemed to be a figure moving, as if it was about to break the seal at any time.

Zhang Qingyang stared at the ball of light and said lightly, "You'd better give me an honest cultivation inside, and when the time comes, I will let you out!"

At the same time, Xuanyuan Jian had already escaped from Sanssouci with Qiao Meijiao and the others.

Di Qianjun couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if it weren't for Lu Chengfeng exhausting all his strength and sending these people out with the Xuanyuan Sword, I'm afraid they would have died on the spot.

And looking at Lu Chengfeng, who was motionless, the disciples of Shushan couldn't help but feel unbearable, but they couldn't say the words when they came to their mouths.

The moment they came out, the light of the Xuanyuan Sword also receded, and when it landed, it was no different from a piece of broken copper and iron, where was there still the appearance of an ancient divine soldier.

Looking around, all the demons of the Demon Cultivation Sect had already swarmed in, surrounding the people of Di Qianjun.

Di Qianjun settled down, and said with a horizontal sword, "Listen, junior brothers, whether you live or die today, you have to send Senior Brother Lu out!"

"Don't worry, you'll be fine, I'll definitely be able to take you out!" Qiao Meijiao glanced at Lu Chengfeng in her arms with pity, and then looked at the surrounding terrain, and then released an arrow.

The arrows exploded in mid-air like fireworks.

In an instant, the four sides shook, and more than ten figures appeared around the Broken Spirit Peak, which was the eighteen horsemen of Southern Xinjiang.

Seeing this, the demons of the Demon Cultivation Sect immediately rushed over like a tide.

And the eighteen cavalry in southern Xinjiang are also bent bows and arrows.

All of a sudden, I saw arrows raining down, the sound of swishing was endless, and a big scuffle began.

The entire Broken Spirit Peak was suddenly surrounded by demonic energy, and the disciples of Shu Mountain were slaying the swarming demons while protecting Qiao Meijiao in the middle.

Seeing this, Qiao Meijiao immediately shouted, "The Eighteen Horsemen of Southern Xinjiang obey the order! Today, no matter what price you pay, I must also protect Lu Chengfeng's integrity!"

This eighteen horsemen in southern Xinjiang can be said to be the last treasure of reviving the Ten Thousand Gu Gate. Needless to say, the hardships of training them are not to mention, if these eighteen people make a slight mistake now, the hundred-year foundation of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect will probably be destroyed in one fell swoop.

After giving this order, Qiao Meijiao couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, her expression solemn.

After the eighteen cavalry of Southern Xinjiang were ordered, they suddenly pulled out a red giant arrow from their backs. Everyone looked at each other, and then they bent their bows and arrows.

One of the leaders said, "Everyone listen to the chief's orders! After shooting this cloud-piercing arrow, everyone will join me in the battle." Life or death, just complete the chief's mission!"

In the blink of an eye, eighteen cloud-piercing arrows shot at Broken Spirit Peak in one volley.

With a piercing whistle, the red giant arrow exploded in mid-air, turning into countless tiny arrows that rained down like a shower.

Although there were only eighteen arrows shot out, it was obvious that there were ten thousand arrows at this time, and the momentum was immense.

This cloud-piercing arrow is made from the essence and blood of a virgin, and is specially used to deal with evil things.

In an instant, the demon who was hit by the arrow suddenly ran away with his head in his hands, and even killed him on the spot.

Seeing this, Xie Changtian, who came later, immediately flew up, and the divine armor shone in the air. But he saw that his whole body was shocked, and all the arrows around him were suddenly sucked up as if they had received some kind of summoning.

Suddenly, I only heard a broken drink, the golden scale god armor was violet, and all the arrows were almost without exception shocked back.

"Kill ......"

The leader of the eighteen cavalry in southern Xinjiang took out the black gold knife and immediately took the lead in the circle, and the rest of the people saw this, and immediately raised the black gold knife and killed it.

For a while, the people of all factions were fighting with the Demon Cultivation Sect, and the shouts of killing were endless. Looking from afar, I only saw the light flickering, the sword light and the shadow of the sword.

Blood stained the stones under his feet red, and broken weapons were scattered in every corner of Broken Soul Peak. In addition to the disappearance of the demon's body, two Shushan disciples were seriously injured and fell to the ground.

The cold wind was howling in the valley, and there were dozens of disciples in Shushan, but now there was no one left, and in addition to the blood stains that had not yet dried up, there was a rare murderous aura on their faces.

Demonic energy gathered, and demons continued to emerge from the ground like mushrooms after a rain. When he was young, the demons once again surrounded the people of Shushan.

Di Qianjun said coldly, "You hold the injured junior brother and follow me." No matter what, I must fight my way out today and save Senior Brother Lu out!"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to get out......"

As he spoke, Xu Wanli appeared in front of Di Qianjun with a blue crystal giant axe.

"Just cultivating the Demon Sect! The master didn't pay attention to it at all, even if he died, I would not lose money today!"

Di Qianjun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the silver sword in his hand had already gathered a dazzling golden light, and it seemed that he was ready to strike a desperate blow.

(End of chapter)