"Brother Jiuyou, the clouds are flying, let's go down the mountain. ”

"It's not easy to come to the top of the mountain once, and you won't be looking for other treasures anymore?" Wu Jiuyou said his suggestion and asked Ren Qianxun's opinion.

"The creation of the demon beast is the most precious treasure of heaven and earth, since there is an evolution grass in this heavenly peak, there will be no chance to give birth to other treasures. As for the demon beasts, the Earth Bear and the Grass and Tree Luan Bird died, leaving only a small Luo Luo who was not worth doing.

"You are wealthy, and you picked up a big bargain just now, 50,000 points. Yun Feiyang was indignant and said angrily.

"Brother Qianxun, you have 147,000 points now, and the second place Cihang Jianzhai's Silk Woman is only 90,000 points. Senior Brother Feiyang and I are only fifty or sixty thousand. Wu Jiuyou sighed with emotion, and his envy was overflowing.

"Less nonsense, the clouds are flying, the contestants can fight each other, and if you want points, you can rush to me. Ren Qianxun's tone was cold, giving people the feeling of falling into an ice cave, and said disdainfully.

Yun Feiyang was stunned when he heard this, and he knew that he was not Ren Qianxun's opponent. A hint of ruthlessness and cunning flashed in his eyes, which was quickly concealed. Ren Qianxun didn't notice it.

The three of them went down the mountain together, and the journey was exceptionally smooth. Soon came to the mountainside, and Ren Qianxun glanced at the corpses of the scar-faced man and his party who had robbed him. Ren Qianxun's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a small ripple appeared in his heart. Heart: Why is there a corpse missing?Was it taken away by a wild beast?Or is it ......

Wu Jiuyou saw several corpses and found that they were just dry bones. Immediately, it became clear that it was the Blood God Fist, and these people died at the hands of Ren Qianxun. I couldn't help but feel unhappy in my heart, could it be that Ren Qianxun really fell into the devil's way, killed innocents indiscriminately, and blocked the road to rob?

"Ren Qianxun, to be honest, did these people die at your hands?" Wu Jiuyou asked a little excited. Ren Qianxun just smiled, nodded slightly, and acquiesced. Yun Feiyang is a rin, and he is more and more afraid of Ren Qianxun, he only knew that Ren Qianxun's swordsmanship is extraordinary. But now it seems that he will also have an extremely domineering boxing technique.

"Why? Ren Qianxun why, you want to kill innocents indiscriminately. Wu Jiuyou roared. Ren Qianxun was noncommittal and did not explain.

Wu Jiuyou felt very uncomfortable, he had always regarded Ren Qianxun as an opponent, a confidant, and a sympathetic to him. But he couldn't accept Ren Qianxun to become a person in the Demon Dao. Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, if there is a day when the righteous path chases and kills Ren Qianxun, what should I do?

An hour later, the three of them finally descended to the Heavenly Peak. The three of them stood at the foot of the mountain, each glanced at the Heavenly Peak, their hearts fluttering, and each had their own thoughts.

"I'm going to the peak, Brother Jiuyou, Yun Feiyang is over. Ren Qianxun arched his hand towards Wu Jiuyou, didn't look at the clouds, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait. Yun Feiyang shouted, not knowing what the hell he had in his heart. "Brother Chihiro. The reason why the three descendants of Cihang Jingzhai are firmly at the top of the list is that they have taken advantage of joining forces with the demon slayer, so let's go to the peak together and brush up the points together. ”

Ren Qianxun groaned slightly when he heard this, and thought about it. I think what Yun Feiyang said also makes sense. Then he looked at Wu Jiuyou, and said loudly: "What does Brother Jiuyou think?"

"Oh well. Wu Jiuyou had some ominous premonitions in his heart, and he didn't worry about Ren Qianxun. Yun Feiyang was unhappy in his heart, obviously he didn't want Wu Jiuyou to go, but he couldn't refute it.

"Brother Qianxun, Senior Brother Jiuyou, I'll go to the side for convenience, wait for me. Yun Feiyang smiled and pretended to be embarrassed, and turned to leave. Ren Qianxun was a little displeased, but Wu Jiuyou was very indifferent.

Yun Feiyang came to a depression, and there was no meaning of convenience, but he bit his finger and wrote a blood book. Take out the gray bag on your waist, the bag is written with two seal characters for breeding, Yun Feiyang recited an ancient saying, and a pigeon flew out of the breeding bag. Yun Feiyang tied the blood book to the pigeon's leg, and with a beat, the pigeon flew into the distance. In the end, Yun Fei walked out of the depression and joined Ren Qianxun and Wu Jiuyou.

"Brother Chihiro, Senior Brother Jiuyou, I've been waiting for a long time, and I'm ready to go. Yun Feiyang said with a smile. Ren Qianxun snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction with Yun Feiyang's waste of time.

Half a day later, the three of them walked out of the area of the Heavenly Peak, crossed the three affiliated mountains, and finally arrived, to the bottom of the peak.

To the peak, the mountain is as its name suggests, supreme, and is the highest mountain in the small spirit realm. Like a heavy sword straight into the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist. The clouds can only reach halfway up to the peak. Looking up, the mountain peaks seemed to pierce the sky, and the peak was never seen.

"This mountain is high, higher than the blue sky, it is easy to go to the blue sky, but it is difficult to reach the top. The peak is like a sword, piercing high clouds, breaking the sky, moving forward, and competing with the sky. I am a model! I am a model!" Ren Qianxun was obviously moved by the momentum of the peak, and a stream of sword intent gushed out from the Yin Hall. The gurgling stream goes upstream, straight to the sky, competing with the sky, and the sword intent resonates with the mountain peaks.

Obviously, Ren Qianxun entered the state of epiphany that all cultivators expected. Once an epiphany, it is worth ten years of penance. Ren Qianxun's eyes were empty, and he was obviously too empty. Ren Qianxun's mind, eyes, ears, mouth, and heart are all immersed in the peak. At this moment, Ren Qianhiro seemed to be one with the peak. He is the peak, and the peak is him. Zhuang Gong dreams of butterflies, and he can't tell whether it is a mountain or a person. This majestic, this majestic, this wild, this heavy, this unyielding, this fearlessness that pierces the sky, who else I am, the invincible I have in the world. All kinds of spirits, all kinds of momentum, all kinds of artistic conceptions continue to come to my heart, flooding my heart like a flood.

Ren Qianxun's sword intent kept chirping, and the sword intent stream became stronger and stronger, constantly flowing upward, becoming clearer and clearer, and the impurities of the stream water gradually disappeared. The sword intent is faintly about to break through to a new level. The level of sword intent is, like silk, like drops, into a stream, like a spring, like a river, like a sea, like heaven and earth. In just a moment, Ren Qianhiro's sword intent will turn into a spring.

At this critical moment, a black shadow emitted countless internal force fist shadows, all of which attacked Ren Qianxun, and at the same time broke off with a shout: "Ren Qianxun, wake me up, wake up!" This break contains a strong internal force, like thunder on the ground. Ren Qianxun woke up from his epiphany, but the black shadow was extremely fast, and as soon as he turned around, he flew up the mountain. "Ren Qianxun, I'll go first. Hahaha!" the figure was gone, but there was still the sound of arrogant laughter around it.

"Wow!", Ren Qianxun was interrupted, and his epiphany was obviously put on, and he spit out a mouthful of essence blood. That's right, it's not ordinary blood but essence blood, but fortunately, the blood is full of essence and blood, and there is not much harm.

"Thief, I let Qianxun kill you with my own hands, and I swear not to be a man. I want a thousand knives, I want you to die without a whole body, and I want you to be crushed and ashes. Ren Qianxun was furious, and he couldn't vent his hatred. Then he swung a sword: "Ten thousand swords return to the sect." "Countless sword qi were vertical and horizontal, there was no goal, and everywhere they went was a mess