However, in the next moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan's words made him fall into an ice cave: "Since you are here, then stay, whoever lets you meet Zaixia, you will sigh to yourself!"

Before the words fell, Yuwen Zhouyuan's sleeves flicked, and dozens of swords swam out of his sleeves, Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't like to kill innocents indiscriminately, if he was the only one, it would be nothing to let these guys go, after all, hateful is hateful, and he always acts according to orders, but now it is different, the medical rune sect wants to transfer the whole thing, the target is too big, let them go back, it is very likely that there will be extraneous branches.

I'd rather kill the mistake than let it go, anyway, I don't have the slightest relationship with the Xiuzhen Alliance, Yuwen Zhouyuan naturally won't put himself and the Medical Fu Sect into unpredictable danger because of a moment of soft-heartedness.

The first moment it was obviously fine, but the next moment it broke out, and it turned around so quickly that people couldn't react at all, and the faces of those monks of the Xiuzhen Alliance all changed greatly.

"Senior, be merciful!" Cai Yu was already frightened, how could he possibly fight against the True Monarch Stage Immortal Cultivators?

Cai Yu's eyes were full of despair, but the ants were still stealing life, although he knew that he was invincible, how could he be willing to sit back and wait for death.

While begging for mercy loudly, he flicked his sleeve robe, and a large piece of pink demonic energy flew out of his sleeve, covering half of the sky in the blink of an eye, and the momentum looked quite impressive.

"Roar!" From the depths of the mist, there was a loud roar, as if some monster was hiding in it.

Yuwen Zhouyuan turned a blind eye, and with a finger he flicked out, and suddenly the sword qi in the sky was like a storm, stabbing towards the other party.

"Ahh

Then Yuwen Zhouyuan flicked his right hand slightly, and a fire bullet flew out from his fingertips, which was as small as a Buddha bead, but the surrounding heaven and earth vitality swarmed in......

Soon, the fire bomb exploded in size and turned into a sea of fire, reflecting the entire sky in red.

It seems that it is extremely spectacular, although it cannot burn everything, but it is still easy to dissolve the corpse of the Xiuzhen Alliance monk.

It came and went quickly, but after a few breaths, the sea of fire vanished, and even the temperature dropped again, the sky was as clear as a few, and from time to time the sound of birds came to the ears, and from the outside, it was as if nothing had happened.

The monk of the Medical Fu Sect was dumbfounded, and even Murong Xingyun's face was full of horror, and she said to Yuwen Zhouyuan: "Senior Yuwen, they are the envoys of the Xiuzhen Alliance, destroy them, you are not afraid of bringing great disasters to yourself." ”

"Great disaster?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth: "God knows this matter, you know and I know, even if the master of the Xiuzhen Alliance is supernatural, how do you know that his subordinates died in our hands, let them go back, chew their tongues indiscriminately, that is to invite disaster and cause disaster, why doesn't Mrs. doubt the judgment of the next?"

"Of course not, how dare the concubine have such a disrespectful mentality, I'm just worried that in case, since the seniors think it's safe to do this, then the concubine naturally has no objections. Murong Xingyun said hurriedly and obediently.

"Well, it's great that you can think like this, whatever, the Medical Fu Sect is ready to evacuate. Yuwen Juyuan asked.

"I respect the orders of my seniors, all my things are packed up, and as long as my seniors give orders, I can leave here at any time. "Although Murong Xingyun is not worth mentioning, he is still very reliable in doing things.

"In this case, it is better to delay sooner rather than later, and it will save you a long night and a lot of dreams, and now that the war between the two clans has begun, God knows when the war will spread here. "Yuwen Zhou Yuan Dao.

"What, the war has begun, why don't the concubines know. Murong Xingyun's face was full of surprise.

"Of course you don't know, it's time to get here, the news hasn't come out yet, let's talk about it slowly, let's leave this place first. "Yuwen Zhou Yuan Dao.

"Yes, the concubine will go and gather the disciples of this sect, and ask the seniors to wait for a while. "Murong Xingyun Yingying was blessed, and after getting the permission of Yuwen Zhouyuan, he turned into a rainbow and flew to the depths of Yuntai Island.

"Die'er, you go and help your mother gather her disciples, E'er, you stay here. Yuwen Juyuan said to the second daughter.

"Yes, Master. When the second daughter heard Yuwen Zhouyuan's order, although she was a little curious in her heart, she naturally would not get to the bottom of it, and she smiled and saluted, and Murong Die followed her mother like the chief rudder, while Murong E obediently stayed in place.

The little girl blinked her eyes wide, and quietly looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan's face, for the master, she is both respectful and afraid, and her sister went to help her mother, but let herself stay here, why is this?

Is there something wrong with me, doing something wrong? was apprehensive in her heart, but Shizun didn't speak, so she naturally didn't dare to ask indiscriminately.

The so-called one day as a teacher, lifelong as a father, in other places, immortal cultivators may be selfish and selfish, but in the Medical Fu Sect, education from an early age is to respect the teacher.

Yuwen Zhouyuan took a fancy to this, otherwise no matter how good the qualifications of the two girls were, he would never think of accepting apprentices, it is very stupid to raise a white-eyed wolf, accept an apprentice, of course, you have to respect yourself and be obedient.

As for the low cultivation, it is not a problem, as long as they are willing to work hard, they will smash down a lot of pills, and they will be promoted very quickly.

"E'er. Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't pay attention to the little girl's face, and said indifferently.

"Master, what do you command?" Murong E said busily.

"It's nothing, it's just that this outing, by chance, found a treasure that suits you. Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled and spoke, and then his sleeve robe shook, and the Yin Cold Ice Sword appeared in his palm that day, with a total of nine handles, all of them flickering with cold light, and there was a faint sound of clear sounds, which was a treasure of the psychic pole at a glance.

Murong E's attention was suddenly attracted, and she exclaimed, "The best spiritual weapon." ”

"Yes, and among the best spiritual weapons, it is also the best, not only with your spiritual root attributes, but the most rare thing is that this treasure is still a complete set. Yuwen Juyuan said with a smile.

This thing, although there is no way to compare with Butterfly's Cloud Lightning Thunder Luan Wings, but for low-level immortal cultivators, it is definitely a dream thing, after all, how can it be garbage that can make itself look at it?

"Thank you, Master. Murong E originally thought that he had done something wrong and would be punished, but he didn't expect that it was the master who gave him a treasure, the joy in his heart was conceivable, the smile on his face was like sunshine, and it was like flowers blooming, for a while, it was so bright and beautiful, Yuwen Zhouyuan saw this scene, sighed, and in the depths of his eyes, a little longing and sorrow flashed.

It's been a while since I returned to Dongzhou Divine Domain, where are Nangong Dai and Bai Suya, and when will I be able to reunite with them, I really miss the innocent smiles of the two of them.

Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but think of Dongfang Hanzhulai, who was swallowed by the black hole in the cultivation realm of the Ascension Taihuang Mountain, in order not to pull his hind legs.

When he thought of Dongfang Hancui, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but touch his forehead with his hand, because the acacia seal cast by Dongfang Hancui still existed.

There is a mark of acacia, which means that the person who performed the spell is still alive in the world, otherwise this mark would have turned into nothingness a long time ago, but where are you now, Sister Han Cui?

As for Yuwen Zhouyuan's sorrow, Murong E didn't know, and at this time, the little girl was happily injecting mana into the spiritual weapon.

"Buzzing ......" the sound of the sound came into the ears, that day the cold ice sword rose in the wind, each one, like autumn water, the girl stretched out her jade hand, held the mother sword, shook it slightly, a few swords moved at will, conjuring a palpitating cold light, accompanied by the white mist, the temperature in the air, as if suddenly dropped.

"Disease!" Then Murong E pointed out, and the spirit sword transformed into a spirit snake python.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, a layer of fine sweat droplets appeared on Murong Die's forehead, and she was panting, this was due to the consumption of spiritual energy was too consuming, after all, she was only an immortal cultivator in the late stage of true qi, but it was already good to have such an achievement, in just half a year after worshipping Yuwen Zhouyuan as a teacher, her cultivation had improved a lot.

This was unthinkable before. Cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals, in addition to spiritual roots and hard work, what they fight for is resources.

Murong Eyu flicked her hand, took the spiritual weapon into her arms, and then bowed down to Yuwen Zhouyuan, her beautiful face was full of gratitude: "Thank you for your kindness, E'er will definitely work hard to cultivate, and she will never disappoint your expectations." ”

"Okay, no need to be polite. Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his hand to support him, and then saw the canopy on the left, and the rainbow was shocking, and all kinds of colorful lights appeared in his sight.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, although the distance was still far away, but with his eyesight, he could still see clearly, and the one headed by was a beautiful woman in palace costumes, who was Murong Xingyun.

"Senior, I've kept you waiting, this disciple, you're all here, do you think we can evacuate now?" Murong Xingyun stepped forward and said.

"Absolutely. The corners of Yuwen Zhouyuan's mouth showed a smile, and then he stretched out his hand and slapped a spiritual light on his waist, and a spirit boat appeared silently in front of him.

It is about 20 zhang long again, it is said that it is a spirit boat, but the style is quite similar to the ancient warship, the ship is streamlined, carved and painted, and the attic above is divided into three layers.

In terms of volume, it is not worth mentioning compared to the warship, but the inheritance of the Medical Fu Sect has long been declining, and it is a small sect of the last stream, but there are only four or five hundred people, and this spirit boat is more than enough for its entire migration.

Among them, except for Murong Xingyun is the real person stage, most of the rest of the disciples are only true Yuan stage monks, and the younger ones are even more shallow, and the rookies of true qi, even if they are cannon fodder, they are somewhat unqualified in all fairness.

The disciples of the Medical Fu Sect also knew this in their hearts, and the conflict broke out with the Sea Clan, most of them were nine deaths, and being able to leave here was all due to the kindness of Yuwen's predecessors, and their expressions when they looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan were all full of gratitude.