Like a dream, like an illusion, Wan Ting's eyes became blurred, and she saw a broad palm stretched out to her, pulling her out of the abyss of hell, and in the red eyes, warmth and madness coexisted.

"Brother?" Wan Ting was confused, she hesitated, the little boy who struggled for her in her mind gradually coincided with Yuan Qi in front of her, they were so similar, the only difference was that he grew up, he remembered him, and he forgot himself.

The seal that had been opened with great difficulty was closed, and the Bloodwrath King let out a roar, and it could be seen that it also wanted to escape from here.

Mu Ran turned his head, his bloodthirsty eyes stared at Yuan Qi and Wan Ting, and pounced fiercely.

Without the suppression of the seal, only Mo Li's blood remained, which could not play any role at all, and the huge claws of the Blood Demon King, interspersed, hit Yuan Qi's back.

Yuan Qi vomited blood, and the blood stained Wan Ting's dress red, but fortunately, with this strength, he hugged Wan Ting and moved away.

"Yuan Qi!" Wan Ting stabilized her body, and the Qing Ying Sword turned into a blue light, steadily dragging them into the void.

"Are you okay!" Wan Ting was very worried, tears were floating in her eyes, Yuan Qi in her arms was very weak, and a palm print on her chest was filled with a corrosive aura, quickly destroying his vitality.

Regardless of the injury, Wan Ting forcibly transmitted spiritual power into Yuan Qi's body, suppressing the injuries in his body for him.

Yuan Qi raised his head, a smile appeared on his pale face, he shook his head, interrupted Wan Ting's movements, slowly stretched out his left hand, and said, "Give me your hand!"

Although she was puzzled, Wan Ting still did it, this is unconditional trust.

"Is this a concentric knot!" Wan Ting was surprised.

The moment the hands of the two people were held, Wan Ting seemed to understand, one finger print after another coherently led out, their palms clapped together, one positive and one negative, outlining a mysterious knot, the spiritual power of the two people seemed to be integrated, with them as the center, an amazing light erupted, shaking away the blood that was gradually besieged around.

However, Yuan Qi is too weak, they are swaying in the air, like a flat boat in the sea, and they may be buried in the endless abyss at any time.

"Senior sister, you turn around, concentrate on the sword, don't look back!" Yuan Qi's eyes flashed with determination, staring at the Blood Demon King and those Blood Demons, and said, "We have no place to stay here, now we can only go to the Penglai Forbidden Land for temporary refuge, I believe that these Blood Demons dare not set foot there!"

"What are you going to do! Don't do anything!" Wan Ting noticed his abnormality, and her right hand held Yuan Qi's palm tightly, trying to transmit her aura over.

"Don't worry!" Yuan Qi turned his head, they were back to back, and their hands were clasped tightly together: "Don't give me spiritual power, as long as you are fast enough, we will have a chance!"

In mid-air, the Blood Demon King slowed down, it wiped the blood stains on the corner of its mouth, and the blood in its palm flashed, and several Blood Demon beside him were forcibly absorbed True Yuan, replenished consumption, and let this Blood Demon King return to the peak.

"Quack!" the Bloodwright King sneered, and lightning rushed up.

"It's now!" Yuan Qi spoke, he let go of Wan Ting's hand, and in his red eyes, a black light actually evolved, the heavenly spirit cover on his forehead, and the emergence of the demon seed, made Yuan Qi's whole person instantly become drenched, and in the face of the menacing bloody king, he did not back down at all, and the dustless sword was held in his hand, intertwined with the sword net, blocking it.

"Yuan Qi!" Wan Ting Dao, she felt that Yuan Qi's body was suffering countless heavy blows, and a thick blood seemed to have taken him away.

"Don't turn around!" Yuan Qi's voice was never stronger, although it was weak, his waist was still straight, "Remember what I said, as long as you are fast enough, we have a chance!"

Wan Ting nodded heavily, and the spiritual power in her body seemed to be ignited, and the spiritual power that came out of the overdraft made their speed even faster.

In the night sky of Penglai, a green light could be vaguely seen floating by, and countless blood-red breaths followed behind.

The eerie claws flickered brightly, and the shadows of the claws bombarded the green light in front of them.

Yuan Qi worked very hard, and the sword net he intertwined couldn't stop that claw at all, and it was disintegrated almost instantly. In the face of the next attack, he didn't dare to dodge, for fear of hurting Wan Ting, so he could only use his body to resist.

"Haha!" Yuan Qi laughed, his appearance suddenly became epileptic, those paw prints, made him, who had already lost too much blood, his consciousness gradually blurred, and in the end, he actually laughed to cheer himself up.

Fortunately, the entrance to the forbidden land is already close at hand.

As Yuan Qi expected, in the face of the abyss-like forbidden land, the Blood Demon King stopped in an instant, and his hideous face showed fear, he never dared to step in, so he could only walk unwillingly on the periphery.

The moment the two of them rushed into the forbidden place, their tense minds relaxed, and a sense of fatigue caused them both to faint in the dark.

Qingcheng Mountain, above the Palace of Despair, is the clearest place in heaven and earth, but with Wan Qing's retreat, it was actually shrouded in a red for a few days, although nothing happened, but it always gave people an ominous feeling.

The hall is very calm, all the furnishings are still the same, in the center of the hall, Wan Qing's eyes are closed, his face is sometimes calm, sometimes struggling, and what's more, on his ancient and unwavering face, he actually showed a hideous look, which is very weird.

In front of Wan Qing, an ancient mirror stands, the mirror side is densely patterned, seven jewels are inlaid on it, flashing Ambilight, in the mirror, you can faintly see that there is an ancient moon revealed, it is the artifact phantom moon mirror.

Suddenly, the Phantom Moon Mirror rose on its own, and the seven orbs were connected in series, flashing with colorful light, and the ancient moon in the mirror flickered, like a human eye, patrolling the person who had held it for many years.

Wan Qing felt something, opened his eyes, and two red rays of lightning shot out, and the evil qi shook the entire hall.

"Pounce!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, Wan Qing's eyes gradually cleared, and he said to himself, "Just one step away!" Is it really as the ancient scrolls say, good is like water, good and evil thoughts, if you don't become a Taoist, you will fall into immortals!"

The right palm slowly stretched out, and the thick spiritual light diffused in the palm, but unfortunately it was no longer pure, and the slightest red was mixed in it.

"Although the power has skyrocketed, the spiritual power is no longer pure!Master, have you also experienced this back then?" Wan Qing whispered, "Why was I so disturbed at the moment just now?"

The Phantom Moon Mirror floated in the void, flickering with a strange flicker.

"What? do you want to leave?" Wan Qing asked lightly, "Did you sense something?"

Wan Qing's heart moved, and the treasure mirror was brought to him, and the spiritual light in his palm flashed, covering the mirror, and faintly, several magic seals entered the mirror, and in a moment, the phantom moon mirror regained its calm.

Wan Qing frowned, flipped the mirror, and a word vanished flickered, changing between red light and gray.

"I see!" Wan Qing's face changed slightly, staring at the Phantom Moon Mirror, and asked faintly, "Is your master born?"

Wan Qian was silent for a moment, and then he shot out an aura, and the door of the long-sealed Hall of Absolute Affection finally opened.

Wan Ling was very excited, these days there was a vision in the Palace of Absolute Love, and her heart had been tense, for fear that something would happen to her master.

"Master, you get out of the customs!" Wan Ling said.

"Hmm!" Wan Qing nodded calmly and asked, "Has anything happened in the outside world recently?"

"Back to Master, Chiba City, since the battle of Mojiazhuang, the Demon Sect has been hidden and secret, and their whereabouts have not been discovered recently, and nothing strange has happened!" Wan Ling replied, "As for the ..... over there."

"What's wrong with Mingshan!" Wan Qing was still calm.

"I heard from someone that there is a report of the four spirits on the other side of the mountain, and our people can't go deep!" Wan Ling responded.

"Four Spirits!" Wan Qing's eyes moved, and a breath of evil rose all over his body, his only younger brother had already entered the Demon Sect, and now he regarded him as an enemy, and had caused too many killings.

"Master, you!" Wan Ling looked at Wan Qing with a smile, he didn't expect the always calm master to be so easy to get angry, and a sinister aura actually formed in his body.

"I'm fine!" Wan Qing regained his blandness, "Looking at the way you want to talk and stop, is there anything else?"

Wan Ling hesitated for a moment and said: "Master, in the battle of Mojia Village, Yuan Qi and they were forced into the sea of thunderclouds, it has been seven days now, and the disciples have been observing in the Soul Palace, but just now, Senior Sister Ting and Senior Brother Yuan's soul lamps actually have a tendency to go out, I think they must be trapped somewhere and can't get out!"

"The disciple implores Master to rescue them personally!" Wan Ling said worriedly.

Wan Qing nodded, silently pondering: "The sea of thunderclouds, could it be that they have already entered Penglai!

"Master?" said Wan Ling again.

"Ling'er don't worry, I will recover my vitality, and I will leave, but the sea of thunderclouds is mysterious, without the guidance of Penglai people, it is difficult to recognize the direction, the more advanced the cultivation, the greater the pressure!" Wan Qing said, "You go to the Soul Hall to guard first, and wait for me to think of countermeasures!"

The door of the Hall of Absolute Affection closed again, Wan Qing's calm face suddenly distorted, his whole person seemed to be enchanted, a red aura permeated his whole body, and a thick murderous aura swept through the entire Hall of Absolute Affection, and two heavy words came out of his mouth: "Demon Sect!"

Lethe River Valley, after days of turbulence, Wan Qian, Mo Li and Ding Xin finally stepped on the shore, they all felt like a world apart, and the consumption of spiritual power on the sea made everyone look very tired.

Wan Qian and Mo Li sat on a rock to rest, discussing with each other what was going on. And Ding Xin turned his back to them, his eyes stared deeply at the calm sea, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

"Sister Ding!" Mo Li shouted.

Ding Xin was still silent, the whirring sea breeze blew her clothes, making this figure look cold and smart, for some reason, Wan Qian looked at that back, feeling a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. His pupils dilated more and more, as if he had discovered something.

"Not good!" Wan Qian saw Ding Xin's identity, and pulled Mo Li to leave.

"Senior Brother Wan, what's wrong!" Mo was puzzled, and looked at Ding Xin with Wan Qian's gaze.

The figure still did not turn around, as if all its attention was on the distant sea level, and the whole person stood quietly like a rock.

"It's too late!" Poison Torture and Ning Tu appeared one after another, and in the rear, a large number of demon disciples surrounded them in an instant.

"Brother Wan, sure enough, there are two brushes, this time I see that you can still escape there!" Poison Xingyin smiled, two fingers connected, and two poisonous gases entered Wan Qian's body, making him unmoved, "Without my antidote, you just wait to die!"

"As for this little girl!" said with a lewd smile, "She looks good, she can barely make do with me!"

"That's enough, poison torture, these two people were caught by my junior sister with a lot of hard work, don't go too far!" Ning Tu shook off the hand of the poisoned torture and said coldly.

"Sister Ding, what the hell is going on!" Mo Li stared at the back.

"He's peaceful!" Wan Qian said as he endured the pain, "The leader of all the people here!"

The sea breeze was blowing, and all the truth was painfully revealed, the delicate back still didn't turn around, and a coat appeared in Ning Tu's hand, draped it on Ning Xin's body, and said, "Senior sister, I've been worried about death these days, but fortunately you didn't die, but made a great contribution, I believe that after the master knows, he will be very happy!"

"What about the ghosts?" A beautiful voice came out of Ning Xin's mouth, and she was no longer hiding it.

"That old guy is very despicable, and I don't know if the master has taken the wrong medicine, after hearing about this incident, not only did he not punish him, but he even led him as a guest!" Ning Tu said dissatisfiedly.

"Sister Ding, are you really a member of the Demon Sect!" Mo Li asked sharply.

Torture stretched out a finger and pointed at her dumb.

"Twitter, it's noisy!" Torture said, he walked over, his cold face showed a smile: "The hall master has made a great contribution this time, and the plan that you and I have planned is one step closer, and after I go back, I really don't know how to reward it!"

One of his palms was very obscene, and he unconsciously stretched out, about to touch Ning Xin's soft shoulder.

Suddenly, at the moment he touched it, he retracted in an instant, Ning Xin turned around, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and a cold murderous aura shrouded the body of the torture, she connected several big points of the torture with her two fingers, which made him unmoved, and at the same time an ice pick was violently inserted into his chest.

Everything happened too suddenly, Ning Xin stared at the imprisoned poison torture, and said coldly: "This is a cold ice thorn, although it can't kill you, but it can make you miserable at noon every day, do you know how Gu Lan died, he was tortured to death by this trick, you can give me a good taste of this taste!"

Gently shedding the coat on his body, Ning Xin looked at the uncontrollable poison punishment, and the frost on his face became thicker: "I said earlier, don't challenge my limit, my senior brother respects you three points, that is to give my master face, I am different from my senior brother, if you dare to be presumptuous in front of me, I will let you die an ugly death like Gurant!"

The torture stared at Ning Xin, although he couldn't speak, his ruthless face showed an obvious fear.

"What is your torture of poisoning! Isn't it just that there is a master to support you? What other skills do you have besides these? I'm different, my Western Regions Heart Hall has always been the head of the five halls, they all respect me, if you want to fight with me, even if your master comes, I'm not afraid!" Ning Xin's eyes were sharp, and he slowly approached the poison torture, and said, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, my master has a covenant with the poison god, and will marry my holy daughter to you as a bargaining chip for cooperation, do you want to be the holy son of my sect?"

Ning Xin smiled, her eyes were still cold, she was very close to the poison punishment, and the poison could kiss the aroma of her body: "Your wishful thinking is really good, Lord Holy Son, hehe, at that time, even us laymen had to bow down to you!

"Women are water, water can carry all things, but also subvert everything, your master taught you to use poison, you must know that one of the carriers of poison is water, be careful that what you get is not a basin of clear water, but a mouthful of deadly poison!" Ning Xin's cold eyes concealed a trace of loss, "I have a feeling that you can't be my holy son, but you can be an outcast!"

"Senior sister!" Ning Tu said to persuade him, he was afraid that Ning Xin would suddenly make a move.

Ning Xin's palm was raised, and the body of the poisoned torture was connected, allowing him to resume moving, and said a word coldly: "Get out!"

The torturer's face was cold, he took a deep look at Ning Xin, and he didn't look back into the forest.

"Senior sister, in this way, we will completely offend the poison god line!" Ning Tu said worriedly.

"It's a matter of time or time, there's nothing to be afraid of?" Ning Xin said lightly, "It's just Senior Brother, you really shouldn't tell that in front of the master, the ghost is narrow-minded, no one can find out the details of him until now, the master's reuse of him is enough to show his importance, remember not to provoke him when you return to the door!"

"Is that all?" asked Ningtu.

"It's been a long time, I have my own plans for this matter, don't worry!" Ning Xin said indifferently.

"Then what should we do with these two people!" asked Ning Tu.

Ning Xin stared at Wan Qian and Mo Li with a complicated face, and thought silently for a long time before saying, "Press them back to Mingshan!"