Zhao Bingjue froze in place, puzzled, Fang Cai obviously felt that the true qi in his body was rushing like a surging river, but how could he disappear in an instant? Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The Holy Spirit Ancestor was full of suspicions, what kind of trick was this kid playing? Just now, this sword was as powerful as a rainbow, and it was no less than the cultivation of the Little God Realm. If he had such a cultivation, why did he still have to run away in the secret passage? After thinking about it, he must have used some kind of demon method, which blinded people's eyes and ears, and at his young age, even if he practiced in his mother's womb, it would never be possible to reach the Little God Realm. At the moment, he smiled and said: "Little Wang Ba Lamb, he is pretending to be a ghost again, pretending to be a mystery, Lao Tzu will not be on your way this time!" said with his arms raised slightly, and suddenly stretched out two thumb-thick iron hooks from his armpits, which were close to his arms and held in his palms. He let out a snort, spun and soared into the air.

The people in the Demon Sect turned around one after another, and when they saw that the Holy Spirit Ancestor did not come to the aid of the Holy Aunt, but instead flew to attack the disciples of the sect, they were all confused and confused.

Zhao Bingjue hadn't recovered from his doubts yet, but he saw a green shadow flashing, and the Holy Spirit Ancestor had already arrived in front of him, the blue light was dancing wildly, and the dark iron hook in his palm was rolling with a cold chill, which was close to his cheeks. Zhao Bingjue was taken aback, and subconsciously held the sword and turned around to slash, the "clanging" sounded, the Qinglang sword buzzed, his right arm was numb, the tiger's mouth was faintly painful, and he fell to the ground involuntarily.

The Holy Spirit Ancestor didn't exert all his strength this time, he had already intended to test it, and when he saw that his internal strength was completely empty, he was overjoyed in his heart, and laughed wildly: "Little cub, now I want to see what else you can do?"

The wind was encouraging, and the face was as painful as a knife, Zhao Bingjue's body was sore, and he wanted to turn over and get up, but he was overwhelmed by the extremely strong air waves, and he was shocked and shocked in his heart.

The Holy Spirit Ancestor was bound to win, and seeing that Zhao Bingjue couldn't move, surprise and greed appeared on his face, and he couldn't help laughing wildly.

At this moment, the glow on the golden gourd danced wildly, and the light flame was flourishing, stabbing everyone's tears. The golden light at the mouth of the gourd exploded, the thunder played simultaneously, and the dense golden threads shook off the black-robed woman, and rolled wildly, rushing towards the Holy Spirit Ancestor.

The Holy Spirit Ancestor's frightened color disappeared in a flash, and his figure bypassed the golden thread like a ghost, rushing towards it, reaching out and grabbing it directly. But suddenly saw a green silk whirling dance, and suddenly rolled towards Zhao Bingjue's waist.

Zhao Bingjue only felt that there was a sky under his feet, the sky was spinning, and the wind was howling in his ears, and the woman in white flew into the golden light shield together.

The golden light mask suddenly rippled like water ripples, and Zhao Bingjue only felt a hot current hit his whole body, and disappeared again in an instant. I heard Ye Ping Xianjun laugh in my ears: "Little brother, don't come unharmed." When he opened his eyes, he found that he and the woman in white were already standing beside Ye Ping Xianjun, and his heart was shocked and happy.

The Holy Spirit Ancestor was furious, and the double hooks slammed into the light mask, and the waves of qi swirled, shaking him to rebound and rush high, screaming angrily and scolding.

Yue Ze suddenly bowed down, hugged his fists and said: "Brother Zhao is glorious and bright, understands righteousness, and has the grace of rebuilding in the ninety-first city of Vermilion Bird Prefecture. ”

Zhao Bingjue hurriedly said: "The seniors are serious, we didn't know each other at that time, and the juniors have to thank the seniors for saving their lives." After an inadvertent glance, he found that Ye Ping Xianjun's robe was covered with blood, and his left arm was cut off at the shoulder, and he lost his voice and said: "Xianjun, you ......"

"Hmph! It's not his good apprentice's doing!" the middle-aged Dao Gu who was sitting next to him closed her eyes and sneered.

Zhao Bingjue was taken aback, glanced at Bai Ziyun, who was lying on the ground unconscious, and blurted out, "Brother Bai?"

Ye Ping Xianjun shook his head and smiled: "Ziyun was bewitched by demonic arts, and he couldn't help himself, so he couldn't rely on him in this matter." ”

Zhao Bingjue suddenly remembered that that day followed, Bai Ziyun was like a walking corpse, controlled by the Demon Gate Holy Aunt. Thoughts flew around, that Holy Aunt controlled Bai Ziyun to deal with Ye Ping Immortal Monarch, or was it just a coincidence? Without waiting for him to think about it, the middle-aged Dao Gu stared at him with round eyes and said with a smile: "I can't help myself? Hehe, what a person who can't help himself, the people of the Sanqing Sect will really only find some high-sounding excuses!"

Ye Ping Xianjun smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Sister Qinglian, it's been so long, why bother with it?"

Qinglian Daogu snorted coldly: "There are some things, I'm afraid that I will never be able to get over." If it weren't for him, how would we be where we are today?"

Zhao Bingjue was suspicious when he heard it, and he didn't know who "he" they were talking about, but he remembered that this was a matter within the sect, so he didn't want to ask too much, so he had to stand silently beside him at the moment.

But I heard Yue Ze laugh and said: "Old thief, you will be a good person, but in the end, you will shirk the responsibility." It is difficult to sing alone, if there is no one from the Miao Zhen Sect, even if Yan Changge has the ability to reach the sky, how can he steal the Yan Ning Xuanpu, and how can he break through the 'Seven Swords Shadow Array' and escape to ascend to heaven?"

Qinglian Daogu angrily reprimanded: "The old beggar is talking nonsense, is it possible that he wants to do it again?"

Yue Ze shouted: "Do it, old thief, do you say that others are afraid of you?"

Zhao Bingjue saw that the two of them really wanted to make a move, and hurriedly said: "The two seniors are angry, now that the strong enemy is outside, we should work together to resist the enemy together." ”

Ye Ping Xianjun said: "What the little brother said is, but speaking of which, Yan Changge apostasy and demonization, the poor Dao is indeed responsible, and today's matter, the poor Dao should be responsible." ”

Qinglian Daogu sneered: "In this case, why don't you go out quickly and apologize for your sins, so as not to affect others!"

Zhao Bingjue had long admired Ye Ping Xianjun, and now when he heard the words of Qinglian Daogu, he couldn't help but speak, and suddenly recalled the words of the two just now, his face changed, and he lost his voice: "What? Yan Changge turned out to be a member of the Sanqing Sect?"

Qinglian Daogu sneered again and again, but remained silent.

Ye Ping Xianjun sighed and said with a wry smile: "Yes, speaking of which, I should have called him Senior Brother!"

Zhao Bingjue's heart was shocked, the Demon Gate God Emperor was actually the senior brother of Ye Ping Xianjun of the Sanqing Sect, the first sect of the righteous path, and the things in the world were really changing in Linggu, and they were extremely impermanent.

Ye Ping Xianjun said again: "Although Yan Changge started late, his talent is much higher than mine, if he hadn't been trapped by love back then, he would have been infatuated with ......."

"Shut up!" Qinglian Daogu cut off, "Yan Changge is hypocritical, insidious and cunning, you don't have to quibble for him anymore." If he is really innocent, how could he have apostatized and joined the Demon Gate, and stirred up the righteous path for a few years? How could he trap us here today?"

Ye Ping Xianjun sighed: "He is not the only righteous person who has joined the Demon Sect. The path of cultivation on the righteous path requires a pure mind and few desires, and it is extremely difficult, and some people even achieve nothing in their entire lives. And those who use some side-of-the-road techniques to improve their cultivation in order to seek shortcuts instead enter the realm quickly, so that many people who have attained the righteous path are greedy for immortality, go astray, and finally never recover. ”

Zhao Bingjue thought of the Holy Spirit Ancestor who sucked people's essence blood and improved his cultivation, and he had a kinship.

Ye Ping Xianjun said again: "I am afraid that most of these people in the Demon Gate outside are from the righteous path. ”

Before the words fell, the huge gourd buzzed and shook, the golden light cover fluctuated, and suddenly saw two figures rushing from the bottom of the mountain, the wind danced, and then "snorted" crisp sound, two colorful dazzling lights were intertwined layer by layer, and rushed towards the fire and red flames.

The moon is bright in the sky, and the mountains are as bright as snow. The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, were extremely fast, and if they looked closely, they were the two Demon Sect Elders Yin and Qiu who had just come down the mountain.

Huo Chiyan had no upper hand in the face of Elder Lie, and at this time, he was caught off guard, and he took four or five steps when he landed, spurting out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Yue Ze was taken aback, his fingers flicked, the wine gourd turned the spout of the pot, and several golden rays of light spread like stars, whistling and sprinkled towards the Yin and Qiu elders who rushed over. Ye Ping Immortal Jun Qing took the flying scroll, instantly pulling Huo Chiyan back into the formation.

Zhao Bingjue couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw that even Huo Chiyan was seriously injured, but the people in the demon gate were all surrounded outside.

The black-robed woman raised her voice and laughed: "Old fellow, this holy aunt will say it again, if you hand over the 'Jade Glass Bead' now, you and Huo Chiyan can turn around and leave, and our gods will not be embarrassed by you." After a pause, he said: "Now that the people of Qinglong Prefecture have retreated outside the city, and the people of Yueyang City have shrunk their heads, they are all waiting to see your good show, you have to think clearly." ”

Zhao Bingjue was shocked and angry, in his impression, good and evil are not mutually exclusive, the righteous path and the demon path are the same as fire and water, and the righteous people should work together to fight the enemy together. But I heard the woman say that Qinglong Prefecture and Yueyang City were all sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, and they didn't mean to interfere at all, and they were shocked and angry.

Seeing Zhao Bingjue's expression, Yue Ze already understood his intentions, and explained with a wry smile: "Fang Yuanao is cunning and cunning, and the Demon Sect has a large number of people, so he naturally won't directly grab him. He is bent on wanting the head of the Fire City Lord, who will we die in, how can he care? And when the moon moon candle sees us fighting with the clam and the clam fighting, he can't wait for the fisherman to profit, let alone make a move. ”

Zhao Bingjue's heart was turbulent, and he couldn't help laughing and said: "The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, the scenery is pleasant, we are reluctant to go, and we want to stay for another ten days and eight days." Little demon girl, you better save your worries. ”

The black-robed woman said with a smile: "Stinky boy, I saw you in Yanzilou that day, but I saw you with sharp teeth and a lotus tongue, and when the formation is broken, you see that I don't cut off your tongue and serve the wine!"

Zhao Bingjue laughed and said: "This formation is indestructible, it is okay to hold on for ten days and half a month, just rely on a few of you clowns, how can you break the formation?"

Yue Ze hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Lao Tzu's wine gourd can't be used to hold wine, but it can't be more powerful than you little fish and shrimp." ”

The black-robed woman laughed and said, "In that case, I want to take a look, who can you hold this broken gourd?" The disciples of the Gods Sect listened to the order and immediately broke the formation, except for the kid surnamed Bai, the other personalities were killed. ”

As soon as the words fell, the mountains and wild people were crowded, and the sound of killing shook the sky, and countless magic weapons flew one after another, hitting the golden light cover, making a thumping sound. The mask shook violently, and the streamer flew.

Zhao Bingjue was taken aback, and said in a low voice: "Senior Yue Ze, how long can we hold on?"

Yue Ze's sword trick didn't stop, his face turned pale, and he smiled bitterly: "Half an hour at most." ”

A gust of wind blew, the abyss behind him, the clouds and mist flew by, Zhao Bingjue's heart sank, could it be that today is really fierce and unlucky?

Huo Chiyan breathed for a moment, and suddenly his whole body was shocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof", and his pale face regained a little blood. When he opened his eyes and saw the woman in white, his face changed sharply, and all kinds of emotions of surprise, relief, melancholy, and regret all surged together, and he suddenly sighed, turned his head, and said with a slight smile: "Brother Zhao, I saw that you used your qi to control the sword just now, and your true qi was gushing endlessly, haven't you already understood the experience of luck?"

Zhao Bingjue smiled awkwardly and said: "I didn't know what was going on just now, let alone what luck I had." ”

Huo Chiyan said "oh" and said, "You reach out and come here." ”

Although Zhao Bingjue didn't know what he meant, he still stretched out his right hand according to his words, Huo Chiyan's two fingers were on his pulse, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he said after a while: "Fortunately, the true qi circulation is smooth, and nothing has gone wrong." ”

Ye Ping Immortal Monarch sighed and muttered, "Fire City Lord, today's events are all because of my sect, but it has affected everyone......"

Qinglian Daogu hurriedly said: "Since the Demon Gate wants that Laoshizi 'Liulizhu' to give them, why bother to die in vain!"

Huo Chiyan said: "By all means, Yan Changge was seriously injured by Emperor Chiwang back then, and his muscles and veins were broken, and the Demon Gate wanted to renew the meridians for him. If Yan Changge restores his former cultivation, how many people are his opponents today? Wouldn't it be even more of a disaster to the world at that time? So even if the jade is burned and the cliff is thrown, it will definitely not be handed over to them!"

Zhao Bingjue saw that he was righteous and awe-inspiring, and what he said was categorical, he couldn't help but boil his blood and was even more in awe. laughed and said: "Yes, yes, I'd rather be broken than give things to them!"

Huo Chiyan smiled slightly, looked at Zhao Bingjue with appreciation, suddenly his eyes lit up, and blurted out: "I have a way, maybe there is a possibility to rush out!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they all looked at him, Huo Chiyan has always been dignified, he said that there must be a way.

Huo Chiyan looked at Zhao Bingjue, and said after a while: "But this method is dangerous for Brother Zhao, if you are not careful, your meridians will be broken, your qi and blood will counterattack, and you will even explode and die......"

Zhao Bingjue was shocked, facing everyone's eyes, thinking of Fang Caihuo Chiyan's words, and thinking of Emperor Chiwang, he couldn't help but be arrogant, life is like a cloud and a big dream, if you can fight with a sword and subdue demons like them, although you die, what is the regret? ”

Yue Ze laughed and said: "Little brother Yi Bo Yuntian, except for the city lord, the old man only admires you!"

Huo Chiyan smiled and said, "Brother Zhao doesn't have to be so pessimistic, if the matter is done, it will be of great benefit to you." Turning his head to look at Ye Ping Xianjun, he said with a smile: "Immortal Jun still remembers the 'Great Dream Enlightenment Dao'?"