After a short time, Chengyu Daoist led the white-clothed young man to the top of Zhengyang Peak, and entered the Zhengyang Temple one after the other. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The guest and the host are seated, and there are two cups of tea.

"Qi Daoyou wait a minute, Poor Dao will go to lure Yi Daoyou over. After some greetings, Chengyu Daoren arched his hand and said.

The young man in white nodded when he heard this, his eyes flashing slightly.

Cheng Yu Daoren then turned around and left.

After a while, he turned back and saw a faint look of anxiety on his face.

The young man in white was stunned for a moment when he saw this, then got up and asked, "Could it be that the evil man attacked him?"

Cheng Yu Daoren shook his head, and then explained: "It was Senior Brother Xingyu who led Yi Daoyou to attack the Xieyin Valley. ”

After a pause, he said again: "This junior disciple of Poor Dao is a little reckless and impetuous, and after learning that Qin Bo went out, he dared to attack the Xieyin Valley and put my faction in danger. As he spoke, he sighed.

When the young man in white heard this, he didn't say anything.

As if thinking about it for a while, Cheng Yu Daoren said again: "Although there are Yi Daoyou with him, Poor Dao is really relieved in his heart. Qi Daoyou, can you take a break here, and go to the Oblique Yin Valley to explore. ”

Although Xingyu Daoren is his junior disciple, he is actually taught by him, so he has a bit of a master-apprentice feeling.

"It doesn't matter. The young man in white nodded, and then sat down again.

Seeing this, Chengyu Daoist didn't say much, hurriedly got out of Zhengyang Temple, took the rainbow light, and rushed to the sky.

Diagonal Yin Valley, Dripping Blood Pavilion.

Yi Yun was standing in front of the door of the Blood Dripping Pavilion at this time, holding a sword in one hand, looking ahead, his face was quite solemn.

I saw that there was a faint layer of blood floating throughout the body of this drop of blood pavilion, like water and gas, faintly circulating.

This curtain of blood looks like a thin layer, like a mist of water, but in fact it is close to substance, extremely strong, and flexible as water. Yi Yun slashed a few times with the Qingxiao Sword, only causing the blood curtain to shake for a while, and if he wanted to break it, he didn't know how long it would take.

After thinking for a moment, his heart moved, as if he had thought of something, and then his hands glowed with a faint blue light. Then I saw Yi Yun stretch out his two hands, and with a slight shake, he grabbed the blood curtain in front of him as if he were empty.

Seeing this, Yi Yun couldn't help but feel happy.

The blood curtain suddenly flowed, the light flickered, and Yi Yun drank softly, and the blue light in his hand suddenly burst into the blue, and he pulled it violently.

When the blood curtain landed, it was like a cowhide, and it was pulled out by Yi Yun's bare hands. It's just that as the blood curtain was opened, a pull also came from it, holding him up. Yi Yun continued to exert force in his hand, and slowly retreated under his feet, and the protrusion of this blood curtain became bigger and bigger, and the pulling force that came became stronger and stronger.

After a while, Yi Yun had already withdrawn a few feet away.

At this time, his face turned red, the muscles at the corners of his forehead burst out, and his hands trembled, but he had done his best.

On the other hand, the blood curtain is still as thin as Fang Cai, and the blood and light are flowing, and there is no change.

Reluctantly took a few steps back again, Yi Yun couldn't hold it anymore, his hand shook, and the blood curtain was released.

The blood curtain bounced back suddenly, and only a "boom" was heard, and the entire Blood Dripping Pavilion shook violently, causing the surrounding ground to tremble faintly, and even some bricks and tiles fell from the attic.

At the same time, the blood curtain was also agitated, and there were waves of sounds.

Looking at the scene in front of him and feeling the hands that were still numb, Yi Yun couldn't help frowning.

"Squeak Squeak ......"

At this moment, Yi Yun's arms churned.

But Xiao Er seemed to feel something, poked out his little head, and looked around with a pair of big eyes.

"What kind of spirit mouse is this?" Seeing this, the Xingyu Dao people on the side couldn't help but look at Yi Yun and wondered.

Yi Yun still didn't know what kind of breed Xiao Er was, so he had to shake his head and not say much.

"What, Xiao Er, can you break this blood curtain?" Yi Yun gently stroked Xiao Er's pair of small furry ears and smiled.

"Squeak Squeak......"

Xiao Er first rubbed his master's hand, then nodded again and again, jumped from Yi Yun's arms, and fell steadily to the ground.

Yi Yun couldn't help but fold his arms and looked at Xiao Er with interest.

I saw Xiao Er standing up, leaning forward slightly, and making a struggling gesture.

"Squeak!" it screamed softly, and then two large amber eyes flashed, and then two golden rays of light shot out violently, hitting the blood curtain in front of them.

Silently, the blood curtain seemed to have met a nemesis, and it slowly dissolved, and a burst of mist evaporated out.

Seeing this, Xingyu Daoren and Yi Yun were overjoyed.

After a few breaths, most of the blood curtain had disappeared.

"Squeak ......" At this moment, Xiao Er called softly, and the golden light was extinguished. Then, as if drunk, it swayed and shook its head, rubbing its eyes with a pair of small paws.

Yi Yun was startled, and hurriedly picked up Xiao Er to check it.

After making sure that Xiao Er was only a little exhausted, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although the little thing is very strange, it is still young after all, and its spiritual power is inevitably a little thinner.

Yi Yun smiled slightly and took out a small handful of spiritual rice grains.

Xiao Er's little pink nose moved, as if he had instantly regained his vitality, and his eyes lit up.

"Squeak ......"

"You can rest for a while. Yi Yun rubbed Xiao Er, and then put it back in his arms along with Lingmi Guzi.

Suddenly, Xiao Er's cry of joy came from his arms.

Yi Yun immediately raised his head again and looked at the blood curtain in front of him.

At this time, the blood curtain seemed to have been drained of water vapor, leaving only a layer of blood mist, floating loosely, and from time to time it overflowed a little.

Seeing this, Yi Yun waved his hand lightly, and the Qingxiao Sword floated in front of his hand. Immediately, he pointed at the sword, and a magic trick was played, and the Qingxiao Sword suddenly lit up, and it spun extremely quickly, turning into a cyan light wheel.

Yi Yun dragged Qingxiao and threw it in the air. Suddenly, the cyan light wheel flashed, and instantly hit the blood mist.

The sword qi and the wind stirred each other, and between the whistling, in just a moment, the blood mist was dispersed, disappeared in mid-air, and disappeared without a trace.

......

Not far from Zhongming Mountain, two rainbow lights galloped in mid-air, one black and one green.

"Daoist Cangsong, I really didn't expect it to be your old man. When the time comes, please take action and get rid of the boy who doesn't know the height of the sky. Qin Bo rode the poisonous blood banner, struggling to keep up with the speed of the other person, and said with a smile. Listening to his tone, it seems to be flattery, like fear, and like contempt.

The person in the green light is a middle-aged Taoist priest, tall, with slightly frosty temples, a solemn expression, and a faint bit of evil anger between his eyebrows.

Cangsong Daoren's face was cold and gloomy, and he didn't mean to pay attention to Qin Bo at all.

Seeing this, Qin Bo smiled, and then said no more.

Looking at his face and thinking about his current situation, Cangsong Dao people felt a little angry, a little melancholy, extremely dazed, and extremely frightened.

It's a pity that he is already difficult to ride a tiger, and he has not been able to turn back after all, and he is gradually drifting away.