A mang, an elephant, a water, a stone.

The four martial arts were vividly interpreted in the hands of the four Venerable Martial Realms, moving forward with monstrous spiritual power unprecedentedly.

In the blink of an eye, it was close to the edge of the purple furnace.

The four of them had a cold look in their eyes and shouted.

Break!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The four martial arts are sturdy and collide with the purple furnace.

Buzz...

The center of the force rippled in the eyes of the four people, and the water ripples of the Dao Dao spread to the rest of the purple furnace.

Outside the purple furnace, Murong Zixuan sneered as he watched the attack of the four people.

The ripples of spiritual power dissipated, and the four of them suddenly opened their eyes wide.

I saw that the purple furnace wall was intact, and the surface exuded a thick purple glow.

"How is that possible!" Duan Lang was shocked.

How could Duan Lang not be surprised, this was the attack of four genuine martial arts realm powerhouses.

The other three looked at this scene with gloomy faces.

"In vain. Murong Zixuan said sarcastically

"This purple furnace seems illusory, but in fact it is made of Xuanshen stone, and after five hundred years of refining all kinds of pills, absorbing the qi of the pill, it has long been indestructible, just because you still want to break the purple furnace?" Murong Zixuan said disdainfully

"Okay, you girl doll, I didn't expect us to underestimate you. The skeleton old man's eyes were full of cruelty, and he said

"A group of people who are all old, still playing underestimated, and their experience looks like they have long legs. Murong Zixuan chuckled

Just when the four of them were helpless, an old voice suddenly came.

"What about the old decay?"

Murong Zixuan's eyes changed.

The four people trapped in the purple furnace listened to the familiar voice, and their hearts were happy.

Sou!

A figure streaked through the purple mist, passed through the barrier, and appeared in front of Murong Zixuan.

A pair of eyes that remained outside looked at Murong Zixuan with a smile.

"Dollgirl, we finally met. Lu Shihui smiled lightly

"Hmph! Your Holy Medicine Valley is really in hot pursuit. Murong Zixuan snorted coldly

"Hehe, stole my Holy Medicine Valley's treasure, is it possible to make my Holy Medicine Valley suffer a dumb loss?" Lu Shihui stared at Murong Zixuan, without any anger at all.

"Old man, this girl is also a personal disciple of the Lord of the Holy Medicine Valley, why not take a look at this "Holy Medicine Treasure Book?!" Murong Zixuan glared at Lu Shihui and said

"And ordered that life and death should not be done? Murong Zixuan said unhappily

"But it's a capital offense for you to steal the treasure and betray the Holy Medicine Valley!" Lu Shihui shouted in a deep voice

Murong Zixuan in the purple mist, her eyes were fluttering, and she couldn't argue.

"Seeing that you are talented, the valley master accepted you as a personal disciple, because he once wanted you to betray the valley master and betray the holy medicine valley!" Lu Shihui was heartbroken, impacting Murong Zixuan's heart.

Murong Zixuan lowered her head, her eyes trembled slightly, and she said resolutely, "I have my own story, my own journey, and there are some things that I need to do." ”

"Your own business, ridiculous!" Lu Shihui sneered

"As an indispensable member of the team, I am the first to rush to their side when they are in danger, although we have never met, but everything we have long been connected by the ring. ”

Murong Zixuan stroked the phantom mist ring on her slender finger and smiled faintly.

"For the boring alchemy day after day, year after year, I may find the joy of life by their side. Murong Zixuan yearned

Hearing Murong Zixuan's words, the anger in Lu Shihui's heart gradually extinguished.

As an elder of the Holy Medicine Valley, Murong Zixuan had heard a little about Murong Zixuan's life in the Holy Medicine Valley, and compared to other disciples, Murong Zixuan was like a bird imprisoned in a cage, longing for the outside world.

Now that she has succeeded, the keeper has pointed the finger at the flying bird and wants to shoot it.

Unwilling to be bound by the world, this is similar to Murong Xuan who entered the Holy Land of Yaochi alone at that time.

Murong Xuan is his beloved.

Murong Zixuan for the upcoming friendship.

Lu Shihui sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I can't disobey the order of the valley master." ”

Rumble!

The ring on Lu Shihui's hand lit up with blue flames.

Feeling Lu Shihui's gradually rising strength, Murong Zixuan's purple eyes showed unwillingness.

"The phoenix wants to fly, the sky is free, how can ordinary people stop it!"

Suddenly, a voice full of majesty sounded in the purple mist, not much inferior to Lu Shihui when he appeared.

The purple mist was broken through, and three figures suddenly appeared in front of the two.

The three of them stood between Lu Shihui and Murong Zixuan, Murong Xuan stood with his hands in his hands, and Ye Xuan carried Gu Na on his back.

And when Lu Shihui saw Murong Xuan standing with his hands in his hands, his expression moved.

Murong Zixuan's purple eyes looked at the three people who suddenly appeared suspiciously.

"It's you!" Lu Shihui exclaimed

Hearing the exclamation, Murong Xuan turned his head to look and said, "Look at the clothes, you are from the Holy Medicine Valley. ”

"Exactly. Lu Shihui nodded.

"I saved this girl today. Murong Xuan pointed at Murong Zixuan and said

This sentence unintentionally put Lu Shihui in a dilemma, not to mention that it was rumored that Murong Zixuan was the child of Murong Xuan and the Holy Mother of Yaochi Holy Land, Leng Zixiao.

"Brother Murong, this woman stole my Gu Zhibao, I'm afraid it doesn't make sense. Lu Shihui was a little embarrassed.

Hearing this, Murong Xuan turned his head to look at Murong Zixuan, and immediately his gaze couldn't be taken away.

In Murong Zixuan's delicate face, he saw a familiar feeling, that longing figure.

For Murong Xuan's eyes, Murong Zixuan was slightly displeased and snorted lightly.

A soft snort pulled Murong Xuan's thoughts back, and he said in a gentle voice, "What did he say?"

"Yes, but not stealing, it's learning. Murong Zixuan said

"Good. Murong Xuan nodded.

"You heard it, she said it was learning. Murong Xuan smiled at Lu Shihui

Seeing Murong Xuan's smile, anger rose in Lu Shihui's heart and said

"Murong Xuan respects you, so I call you Brother Murong, don't go too far. ”

"Excessively, you sabotage my mission, I haven't said anything about you, you are qualified to question me?!" Murong Xuan's eyes were cold.

"To tell you the truth, the person she's looking for has already arrived. Murong Xuan said in a deep voice

When Murong Zixuan heard this, her eyes moved slightly.

"Ye Xuan. Murong Xuan shouted

As soon as he stabilized his figure, Ye Xuan saw the Phantom Mist Ring on Murong Zixuan's hand, and the burning Ziyan had the same fluctuations as the burning Jin Yan of his Sky Ring, so he was sure in his heart.

Murong Zixuan is the guardian of the fog, one of the five divine rings.

Ye Xuan put down Liguna, patted her hand to signal that she was okay, released a spiritual power wind whirlwind under her feet to stabilize Liguna's body, stepped forward, the purple mist under her feet broke through, and a domineering voice came.

"Who dares to touch my people!"

The voice is full of righteousness, full of protection of friendship, and full of love for the people around him.

As Ye Xuan himself said, if he can't even protect the people around him, how can he be worthy of the Sky Ring in his hand and the mission brought by the Sky Ring.