"Ge Daoyou, the poor monk is here to help you!" the white-clothed monk shouted, let go of his breath, and was about to urge the purple gold bowl to suppress Zhuge Hong.

The old man known as Ge Daoyou was the one who sacrificed the Nine Turns to Yuan Ding, the immortal master of the Hall of Eternal Life who was second only to the Medicine Venerable, and when he heard the words of the white-clothed monk, he was secretly angry in his heart, and once again increased the urge to return to the Yuan Ding of the Nine Turns.

It was at this time that Zhuge Hong seemed to be running out of strength, and was swept into the Ding by the crazy fire released by the Nine Turns to Yuan Ding.

"Disease!" Ge Laodao pointed with his big hand, and with a smile on his face, he took the Nine Turns to Yuan Ding into his palm.

The white-clothed monk who was a step slower had a slightly ugly face, and put away the purple gold bowl without a trace, but when he looked at Ge Zhenren, his face was light, "Ge Daoyou's old man is really a blessing in the cultivation realm!"

Yin Shiyi and the others broke their halberds in Zhuge Hong's hands, and it was rumored to be a joke in the outside world, but these real bigwigs in the cultivation realm were clear, and that was because the other party had an amazing space magic weapon in his hand, and according to guesses, it was at least a ground-level spiritual treasure. In the entire cultivation realm, there are only a few heaven-level spiritual treasures, or they are related to a prosperous town house, unless they encounter a crisis related to life and death, they will basically not be easily used, this point, the medicine venerable and others went to Fengdu to suppress the tomb of the heavenly ghost but did not take away the treasure in the door, which is the best example.

In the final analysis, although the ten factions of Kyushu are in the same boat on the surface, they are each on guard, if it weren't for the supervision of the envoys of the upper realm, I am afraid that they have been fighting together all these years. It is no wonder that the ancient human race is united, that is because they have a common threat, a common interest, and several human emperors who have the world in mind, but now in Kyushu, the demons have retreated, and the imperial power is just a joke in the eyes of cultivators. The cake is so big, if you want to be strong and weaken others, the ancestors of all factions know this.

A top-level earth-level spiritual treasure is so attractive that it is enough for these elders sitting in the sect to use the Zhenshan magic weapon. Even the Buddhist sect, which is known as the four major emptiness, can't resist this kind of attraction! A trace of greed flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed monk, but he suppressed it a little helplessly, the departure of the Upper Realm Supervisor, they still don't know, plus the strength of the other party is too strong for him to fear, it is not good to come to the tiger's mouth at this time. What's more, in the blink of an eye, boom!boom...... There were several sounds of breaking the sky, and the elders of the other factions also rushed one after another.

Knowing that Ge Zhenren had suppressed the demons, everyone was constantly complimenting, but in their hearts, I am afraid that no one was happy. Fortunately, no matter what, their disciples have not suffered any losses, which is probably the only place to be consoled. However, after this incident, the rift between the various factions has obviously deepened.

Gong Yu reluctantly said goodbye to Wang Lingyun, in his opinion, Miss Wang's risk to help is always different from ordinary people, which made him temporarily forget the humiliation of being coldly reprimanded by Zhuge Hong, and on the way back, he didn't notice his father's dark face, and proposed to propose to the Wang family.

"Hmph, I think about these children's private affairs all day long, what will happen in the future!" Father Gong hates that iron does not become a steel road, Gong Yu is pampered, and he has frequent contacts with female disciples all day long in the Sentimental Forest, if he puts all his thoughts on cultivation, I am afraid that it will at least be better than now.

Gong Yu pursed his lips, and said in his heart that you are not as good as me at this age, but he didn't dare to say this anyway, and he said good words for a while, and finally pulled the topic on this demon subjugation trip.

"Let me ask you, how powerful is the magic weapon in the hands of that demon?" The palace father still remembers the space magic weapon that has different opinions, if he doesn't ask to understand, the idea will not reach!

Gong Yu didn't know the doorway of this, and talked about Zhuge Hong's matter with a disapproving face, as for the magic weapon, although he didn't see the other party take it out, but it was not a rarity when he thought about it, and immediately made up some random ones, belittled and belittled Qiankun Yuanhu.

The palace father was finally in a better mood, and then he remembered the matter of the marriage proposal that this precious son had just mentioned, "Wang family, are you talking about the descendants of the sage?"

"Not bad!" Gong Yu was a little pleased, and finally returned to the topic.

The palace father is contemplative, the descendants of the book saint have arrived in this generation, and there are many people in the cultivation world who are worried about marrying him, but no one mentions it, because the disciples of this generation of Wanjian Pavilion are too amazing and beautiful, according to everyone's understanding, this Wang family girl is only afraid that she will stay in Wanjian Pavilion and achieve a good relationship with that peerless genius.

"You and her ......" The palace father wanted to promote this marriage, but he was afraid that he was powerless.

Unexpectedly, Gong Yu looked complacent, and said the previous things with added fuel and vinegar.

The palace father believed it, and his heart was finally a little bit of a harvest this time, and the marriage of the descendants of the book saint was indeed a great news for the palace family.

The elders of the other factions were not in such a good mood, and one by one they returned to their own mountain gate with those disciples who had not made it.

Soon after, the news of the evil demon Zhuge Hong's ambush spread throughout the cultivation realm.

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"What, Childe, he ......" In the Taihuan Building, Mo Che fainted when he heard the news, he still can't believe that the other party was taken away. This time, no one from Tai Phantom Building was involved in this matter, and it was originally a fluke, and I really didn't know how to face the new Zhuge Hong. Mo Che's cultivation is not good, and since the last time he returned to the building, he was confined by Zhuge Xuanguan.

After a long time, "No, it's life or death, I'm going to go to the Hall of Eternal Life to ask what happened!" Mo Che's eyes were firm, secretly thinking about how to leave this dim attic.

Myokin Pavilion.

Xiao Zhuying's eyes were sharp, she gritted her teeth, and seemed to have made up her mind, and took out a bead from her arms, if Zhuge Xuan and the others were here, they would be able to recognize that this bead was the soul bead that escaped from the tomb of the heavenly ghost that day.

In the soul bead, the phantom appeared, it was a very beautiful woman, her eyes rolled, staring at Xiao Zhuying burningly, and the smile on her face slowly rippled, like a whirlpool reversal, full of magical power.

Xiao Zhuying was a little stunned, and a radiant boy appeared in his eyes, smiling and whispering, signaling him to approach. Her heart jumped suddenly, only to feel shortness of breath, hot cheeks, and a strange feeling that swam all over her body like an ant, and it was itchy and unbearable. Confused, groggy, and involuntarily walked forward.

The woman in the soul bead smiled even more brightly, seeing that Xiao Zhuying's eyebrows were about to be attached to the beads, the winding beam qin hanging on the side suddenly made a soft sound, which woke her up.

"Hmph!" Xiao Zhuying's eyes flashed with anger, but when she remembered the illusion just now, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

The woman in the soul bead didn't think so, and said with burning eyes, "Not bad, not bad, it's really worthy of being the Heavenly Plastic Demon Soul, Jie Ji!!"

Heavenly Plastic Demon Soul, since the first inexplicable get this hateful bead, Xiao Zhuying has heard this word more than once, during this time she has killed several cultivation sects, from the classics of these sects, she has already known the meaning of this word, and also guessed where her Heavenly Plastic Demon Soul came from.

At that time, Xiao Zhuying hated everything in the world, and her emotions were terrible, but she also coincidentally responded to the artistic conception of this demonic qi, and almost 100% inherited all the power of the demon after the demonization. Of course, in this case, she is a little different from the ordinary madness, but she has achieved a secret technique of the ancient demon path, the Heavenly Shaping Demon Soul!

The change of the Heavenly Plastic Demon Soul was imperceptible, if it weren't for the various classics during this time, even she herself didn't realize her changes, and the carefree girl who was boating in the cave more than a year ago would have been very different. This kind of change is good and bad, the Heavenly Shaping Demon Soul can make her have an unattainable cultivation talent, especially in terms of divine soul magic, it can be compared to the ancient Heavenly Demon Clan, but this change also has shortcomings, that is, emotions are amplified, and all kinds of emotions of love and hatred have a tendency to develop in an extreme direction. Just like her grudge against the Sima family, just like her longing for Zhuge Hong.