Although there are many large materials in the refining peak of the Demon Demon Sect, but it is also no match for the value of a cold spring vein, since the seventy-three charter has been divided, and the Ming Ding real person does not have to continue to preside over the formation in person on the flying boat, so he came to the refining peak, and with the assistance of more than a dozen real people such as Xiao Han and Yan Hui, he leveled the refining peak, and laid down the Zhenmai Lock Spirit Array, as if the sky hung an arm, dragged the water vein, and tied it to the three flying boats, and the waterfall outside the sky, nothing more than that.

Water veins, earth veins, spiritual veins and other veins are born as one, the most taboo forcibly separated, is to the Taoist Sect first Taihua, after the completion of cultivation, once again with the supreme magic power to divide the three water veins, this year's delivery of materials to the north of a piece of the Hundred Battles Sect, Yan Hui Zhenren is obviously reluctant, the north of the materials and private war profits are completely different, the former is the Taoist Sect to support the Hundred Battles Sect based on the north, the latter is to fight side by side to share profits, side by side undoubtedly put a quotation mark, but the meaning is different, needless to say.

However, Liaoyang Zhenjun was in the secret realm of the Demon Demon Inheritance, and he couldn't contact him for a while, even if the notification came, how could Liaoyang Zhenjun parry the Linyuan True Monarch who was faintly among the top in the Shenque Realm? Most of the time it was just another loss of face.

The low-level monks stood in the Devil's Demon Sect and looked up to watch the refining peak rise from the roots, and then turned into powder and fell violently, all of them were amazed by the great power of the real person, and the strong Dao heart was convinced that I would live up to the Dao, and the Dao would definitely be able to climb to the peak of the Cultivation Dao, and the rest of the monks had different complexions, or beautiful, or profound, or turned around to search for the next station.

The task of the ninth phalanx has been completed, with the support of real people, even if there are evil cultivators who have slipped through the net, they can't make much waves, they are all captured and won, knowing that after the battle, people are determined, and Zhou Kun will no longer continue to restrain everyone, and order to disband on the spot, until he can make his own decision when he returns to the Taoist sect in the next few days. Hearing Zhou Kun say this, almost half of them found a clean place at random, leaned on the sword and clothes to sleep, the hunger and thirst in the stomach can be resolved by the Bigu Dan, and the body is tired with the recovery pill to do the work, and the fatigue that penetrates the bone marrow and soul is inexhaustible for any heaven and earth treasure.

Xiong Zining is using a knife to cut Ma Mo, Xu Lingyu is a halberd, they are all long soldiers and heavy weapons, and when he made an appointment with the Hundred Battles Sect, he naturally looked calm, at this time, Xu Lingyu was lying in the crook of Xiong Zining's arm, but he was very small, and he couldn't see a trace of blood-soaked talisman armor, Xiao Ningsu was actually tired, and she was slack, it was overwhelming, but what did she come to the Ghost Demon Sect for, she was clear in her heart.

She wants to get back the hypocrite surnamed Xia, a real villain.

The Devil's Evil Sect's station is not the same as Taihua, the world is different, no matter how bad it is, it is also a third-rate sect with the existence of an evil monarch, covering a wide area, many places Xiao Ning has been unable to go to Fang Jinxiu, she doesn't know where Xia Yuedong will be locked up, or it is very possible that he will be killed by the evil monarch as soon as he is taken captive and plundered, Xiao Ningsu thinks of Xia Yuedong, and his pretty face is a little red, in front of countless evil cultivators, he is really so presumptuous, from childhood to adulthood, except for his mother, not to mention men, even women have not been presumptuous to this point.

Fortunately, Xia Yuedong is a popular figure among the disciples of Taihua Duotian, and the successor of the mantle of the future of Qi Kui Zhenren, and there are not a few disciples who know it, and he said that Xia Yuedong actually fell into the Devil Demon Sect, with a solemn face, and he promised to carefully investigate the past.

Xiao Ningsu's strength alone is really insignificant, and she wants to ask Qilu Zhenren, but she doesn't know where the real person is, and the transmission note that can reach the real person's heavenly hearing is not something that Kailing Xiaoxiu can have, and in the surroundings, only Xiao Han Zhenren is empty.

Xiao Ningsu did not go through the recommendation and leadership of the Tianmen monks, and went to find the real person without authorization, which was more or less an arrogance, and the matter was in a hurry, Xiao Han Zhenren naturally would not care about such an unintentional mistake, after listening to Xiao Ningsu's words, the real person replied: "Xia Yuedong was taken captive, and the real people who came this time all got the news, and in the full search, as soon as the true monarch returned from the secret realm of inheritance, with the supreme power of the true monarch, he found out where Xia Yue Dong was, and turned his hands, however, Xiao Ningsu, the righteous monk who was taken captive by the evil cultivator, you also need to be prepared." ”

Xiao Ning was silent, bowed and retreated, leaning on the purple gold stone where Xiong Zining's second daughter was resting, the lingering bloody smoke in the air, and the occasional miserable howl from a few evil cultivators being held down and killed, mixed with the tenacious muffled snort of the injured disciples of the Dao Sect.

Along the way, Zhou Kun mentioned the bleak fate of the righteous monk falling into the hands of the evil devil, if he becomes a human Gu, his mind is completely lost, and the walking corpse is fortunate in misfortune, since ancient times, good and evil are not separated, Taoist monks take it for granted to kill evil ways, and the seven great immortal sects strictly restrict their disciples not to kill indiscriminately, let alone vendetta with the monks of the immortal sect, but to punish the evil and kill the demons, kill them, the more the merrier. The grudges accumulated over thousands of years are by no means the slightest possibility of releasing the previous suspicions, and Xiao Ningsu doesn't dare to imagine what it will be like in the past few days of summer and winter.

The life left is here, and everything has turned. Xiao Ningsu comforted herself.

Xiao Ningsu didn't want to sit and wait, and looked back at Xiong Zining and Xu Lingyu who were sleeping, Xu Lingyu slept without a lady's appearance, her saliva wet more than half of Xiong Zining's collar, ignoring the blood on the back of her neck.

There is only one left in the pouch, or the broken spear after the fierce fight with Lian Anbin just now, the rune armor is tied in the waist, being a phalanx monk is not a solo fight, everything must be in accordance with the edict of the Taoist sect, Xiao Ning only wore a single coat in the middle, and the occasional worn snow shoulder was thrillingly exposed outside, that is, standing taller, it is not difficult to get a glimpse of the tempting ravine, the etiquette of men and women in the cultivation world is not strict, and the female cultivators are free to wear whatever kind of clothes they want, you can see this scenery, after counting, the truth is only that the female cultivators of the phalanx will be so bold after the war。

Walking through the remains of the monks who died in the battle of the suspended Taoist sect, the monks who guarded them were all dressed in Taoist clothes, their faces were solemn, and they were guarding the remains of their deceased fellow doors, and several real people were retrieving the past one by one, taking out the Panlong pendant from the monk's placket, and reciting the "Immortal Dao Sutra" silently, and then the real gang burned and melted into a cloud of qi, pouring into the monk's gradually cold sea of knowledge. The Panlong Pei is carefully carved from Taihua white jade, which itself has the wonderful use of warming the soul and nourishing injuries, one is to count the casualties, and the other is to protect the Taoist monks from suffering when they enter the reincarnation. If a numerology monk stands under the clouds, all the Taoist monks' souls have a layer of indestructible cloud patterns as light as cicada wings, which are clearly separated from the chaotic evil cultivator souls. And the evil cultivator soul can't penetrate the Ten Directions Tianluo Array, and the Dao Sect real person on duty in the array is arresting the evil cultivator's soul, for the evil world, dare to reincarnate?

Xiao Ningsu looked at it seriously, and unconsciously felt that the cold raindrops fell, along the forehead and the bridge of the nose, and dripped into the chest.

After checking back and forth three times, Xiao Ningsu stood in the surging rain curtain in a daze, unable to tell whether it was raindrops or teardrops on his face, Xia Yuedong has a dragon pendant, not here, indicating that he must be alive, Xiao Ningsu has a glimmer of hope in her heart, she has a lot of accounts to count with Xia Yuedong's pig's trotters, starting with the sentence "I want to marry you" on the Xuanwu pier from Xiaobi, and ending with the Zhuocheng Taoist Temple, no, the years are long, how can it be calculated, and you have to twist it back on your waist to count.

Xiao Ning Su saw a team of monks escorting people out, maybe the senior brothers were careless? Just as he was about to rush forward, there was a first-line transmission of Qilu Zhenren in his ears.

"Xiao Ning, you come back, Xia Yuedong has found it. ”

Xiao Ningsu suddenly looked back, and saw that Qi Lu was really in the rain curtain, a layer of spiritual barrier isolated from the wind and rain, and he didn't care much, so he rushed straight into the spiritual barrier, and asked eagerly: "Where is it? Where is the surname Xia?"

Qilu real person saw the black and white messy Xiao Ningsu whose makeup washed the ground by the rain, the real person is over ten years old, wind and rain and thunder, morning and evening, the sea vows and the mountains are alliance, the sea is dry and rotten, seeing it is like a cloud of smoke and sand, at any time the light passes, how do you not know that the woman is more emotional, better than everything in the world, better than gold and stone, gold and stone can shimmer, who shimmers in mind?

"Xiao Ning, you listen to what my aunt said, you can't be vindictive, and don't be angry. Qilu Zhenren picked up Xiao Ningsu's face and admonished.

Suddenly, a cold current froze Xiao Ningsu's limbs, she nodded stiffly, Qi Lu Zhenren sighed secretly, took her back to the remains of the Taoist monk, stood in front of a newly released corpse, picked up the panlong pendant on the ragged Taoist robe, and handed it to Xiao Ningsu.

Xiao Ning was struck by lightning, looked at the bloody and unrecognizable corpse in front of him in disbelief, and suddenly turned his head and read Pan Longpei.

There is a male surname Xia, who is more than winter, and there is no way to open the spirit.

There is Jin in winter and spring

Dreams never sleep

Summer and autumn are thoughtless

"Bang" Pan Longpei fell into the muddy water, Xiao Ningsu trembled and leaned down, picked up the jade pendant, put it back on the remains of Xia Yuedong, held his palm without a little good meat, and muttered: "Didn't you say that you wanted to marry me? I didn't think about it so much at that time, I always thought that there was a lot of time in Taihua, and I could see you clearly, why are you so anxious to let me remember you." ”

Qilu real person stood behind Xiao Ningsu, worried that Xiao Ningsu would not want to do stupid things, his fingertips were staring at a ball of Zhengang, Xiao Ningsu took out the sword very fast, but it was not as fast as a real person, seeing Xiao Ningsu muttering to himself, his heart was slightly blocked, and he said softly: "Xiao Ning, if you want to cry, cry out, there is an aunt here." ”

Xiao Ningsu stood up, the rain washed away the makeup powder under the phoenix eyes, the black lines were vertical and horizontal, but it was beautiful and unparalleled, she took a deep look at Xia Yuedong, and then swept his appearance into the deepest part of her memory, what she remembered was the high crown and broad belt, the clear and solemn summer winter.

The deceased is gone, and there is no one to replace.

Xiao Ningsu and Qilu Zhenren are on level, Qilu Zhenren originally thought that the next moment, Xiao Ningsu would throw himself into his arms and mourn loudly, losing the person he loved, hating that it was too late, and he failed to express his feelings.

"I will never cry him. ”

"He died because of me, and I will kill all the demons in the world and bury him. ”

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