In the Ginseng Hall of the Greedy Wolf Palace, the brilliant golden wall and the palace lamps of the palace reflect each other, and there is a little extravagance in the reflection of the purple silk and red silk that hangs down the palace. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Before the jade

Yun Wubei, Qing Song, Yu Ban and Nie Yuan stood with their hands in their hands, and the old demon of Qingdai pressed on the streamer jade with one palm.

Looking closely, I saw that above the jade was the scene of the wilderness of Xingping in Liangnan.

The white-haired Yan Jun froze to the ground, his chest was a piercing crimson red, his trembling arms were propped up on a dry bone, and his white hair like snow was messy and flying in the wind.

In the sky above it, countless ghostly fires converged, almost forming a terrifying green storm, and everywhere it passed, sand and rocks were uprooted.

In the midst of the ghost fire storm, three figures walked slowly.

These three people are the people who are in front of the Linshou Cliff and the Qingsong Zhenren! It's just that the old man surnamed Shi who is playing against the Qingsong Zhenren is missing.

"Senior Qingsong, how could these people appear here? That white-haired Yan Jun cultivated to build a foundation for falling, how could he not take refuge under the wings of that fire qilin, it would be better than a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs!"

Qingsong Zhenren's eyes flickered, and he looked at the three figures above the jade bi with deep meaning, and the bitterness spread between his lips and teeth for a long time, and he said lightly.

"In the vast Eastern Regions, there are very few sects that cultivate the Evil Dao, but this Northern Xuanyin Holy Sect is the only one who has a deep attainment in the Evil Dao. We are bloody, and our lives are at the hands of others. Qingsong Zhenren's eyes were gloomy, he sighed, and said: "The old man is green... The star lord favors him, and the blood all over his body is not enough to worry about, but Brother Shi and the fire qilin and others do not have such an opportunity, if they want to live, or surrender to the demon of the ancient mound and become a puppet; Or join the Xuanyin Holy Sect for that glimmer of hope for liberation!"

Yun Wubei's heart moved, thinking about the situation when Qingsong and the Fire Qilin were fighting each other, and his heart was full of doubts, so he asked with a smile: "There is a way that the same is the end of the world, and the predecessors and the Fire Qilin and others are in the same blood, why is it like fire and water? Or there are hardships, it can be said that Yun should listen to himself." ”

Before the jade, the stove smoke curled.

Qing Song's face was dejected.

With a self-deprecating smile, he arched his hand at the three people in front of Yubi, and sighed: "That fire qilin is the leader of the younger generation of the Red Lian Sect, and he is the Red Lian Shuangjie in the Eastern Regions and the Tongtian Cloud Road. This person is bold and straightforward, with amazing qualifications, and his partiality is as fierce as fire. That white-haired Yan Jun, too!"

Yun Wubei closed his eyes and groaned, thinking of the sound of the fire unicorn who looked up to the sky and roared when he was in the Empty Mountain Linshou Cliff, "My generation Jindan, if you don't have freedom, you'd rather die!"

The heroic and heroic bearing, I can't help but feel respectful and sighing.

Qingsong Zhenren said, smiled bitterly, took a couch casually, sat down, and sighed again.

"The fire unicorn is a dry person, young and vigorous, with a proud chest, and he wants to take it straight, but he refuses to bow down and ask for it, which is really admirable; But the old man and Brother Shi have been stumbling for hundreds of years, what kind of wind and waves have not been seen? The demon of the ancient mound is cultivated at least in the Yuanying Realm, and the masters of the True Monarch Realm can destroy the mountains and mountains, turn over the rivers and the sea, and we will only be Jindan scattered cultivation, how to contend with it? ”

Speaking of later, Qingsong Zhenren was even more ashamed, and it was difficult to speak.

Yun Wubei smiled, thinking about the situation when he was in the Valley of the Holy Spirit and when he was in the hands of the black-robed ape king, life and death were on the line, and his life was in the hands of others.

How many people in this vast world can calmly put life and death aside and die generously?

Even if someone is fearless, fearless of life and death, will they not have all the worries behind them?

His eyes darkened, Yun Wu sighed sadly, and comforted: "It's just that the Tao is different, and there is no right or wrong between good and bad." Although Huo Qilin and the others are admirable, the seniors and the old man surnamed Shi also have all kinds of difficulties, and the seniors don't need to be sad. It's just—"

His gaze fell on the jade

I saw that in the midst of the storm of ghost fire in the sky, the three of them took a step forward and stared at the sky.

The head of the person pressed his palm on the scabbard on his waist, and pulled out his waist knife with a "bang", and the blade pointed directly at the white-haired Yan Jun who was on the ground, and the sarcasm in his eyes was sheng, and he said with a cruel smile: "When you fall into the empty mountain, Yan Jun has a fire unicorn and a dry person, and the moisture is tight." But the mountains don't turn around, and now Yan Jun can't escape death, but he doesn't know where the fire qilin is.

Ahem –

There was a violent cough, and the white-haired Yan Jun's blood-red chest rose and fell violently, and two bloody streaks slowly slid down the corners of his mouth.

The blood sprinkled on the dry bones under his body, and in an instant, a touch of dirty green gas rose, and the blood was swallowed up in an instant.

Yan Jun staggered up straight, his white hair like snow flew in the wind, his trembling hand grabbed the silver sword that plunged straight into the ground, and his white hair slowly turned black under the green light and ghost fire in the sky.

"Where is Brother Huo, what is it to do with you and Xiao Xiaoxiao! You are willing to be the lackey of the Xuanyin Holy Sect, Yan is deeply ashamed! Ahem. Besides, a giant of the Northern Demon Dao like the Xuanyin Holy Sect, how could he only have the same vein as corpse refining?"

An indifferent and weak voice sounded, and the white-haired Yan Jun suddenly clenched the silver sword in his hand, and the white hair on his head had all turned black in a short period of time.

"There's a sword.,Ahem.。。 Name: Burial Moon ——"

Jie Ji –

Before Yan Jun's words fell, the three of them suddenly burst into laughter.

"Yan Jun's fame is strong, but the three of us really don't dare to face it! However, with Yan Jun's current situation, what if you can kill one of the three of us? Besides, are you a decoration in front of the ghost fire storm in the sky!"

The ghost fire storm raged in vain in the fierce shouts of the black-clothed man who led it.

Countless green ghost fires devoured each other in the circle, slowly growing.

In a moment's effort, on the entire gloomy Liangnan wilderness, a strange green mang. And the ghost fire, which was originally only the size of a palm, actually grew to the size of a skull after countless times of circling and devouring, and the whistling sound became deafening.

Greedy Wolf Palace is in the Xuan Palace

Yun Wu's compassion was greatly moved, thinking of the white-haired Yan Jun's intention to protect him several times when he was trapped in the Linshou Cliff of the Empty Mountain, and he thought: This person is upright and silent, but he is a respectable person, what if -

At this time, Qingsong Zhenren paced in front of Yun Wubei in a few steps, leaned over and said, "The Star Lord might as well sit and watch! With the temperament of the Fire Qilin, how could the white-haired Yan Jun who had fallen into the Jindan Realm be in danger alone? What's more, these three people were thrown into the Xuanyin Refining Corpse Sect, so Brother Shi must also be here!"

As he spoke, Qing Song's face was a little surprised mixed with a look of suspicion, and a painful pain of betrayal of his old friend rose in his chest, and he said with a wry smile with a complicated expression: "According to Yu Ban, the 200,000 puppet army of Xuanyin is controlled by the Soul Devouring Master. But the soul devouring should have fallen in the ancient mound of Yunlu, and Brother Shi was also here by such a coincidence... ”

After a long period of silence, the bitterness finally turned into a long, bitter sigh.

Qingsong Zhenren's expression was gloomy, and he turned around and sat on the cloud couch, not glancing at the jade bi in the middle of the Shenxuan Palace.

Sure enough, almost at the same moment, the scenery above the jade bi changed in vain!

The sky was full of greenery, and the three figures were full of sarcastic laughter.

Suddenly, in the extreme distance, in the direction of Xingping Town, a brilliant and majestic fire light rose into the sky, and the blazing fire wave was wrapped in a terrifying red light, and the ghost fires in the place passed by were burned out in an instant.

Suddenly, in the midst of the rolling waves of fire, a fire palm of tens of zhang in size suddenly took shape, whistling with a piercing sound of breaking the air, echoing above the empty Liangnan wilderness.

In the next moment, a fiery red figure soared upward, and a middle-aged man wearing a scarf and dozens of fire-armored guards rose into the air beside him.

The fiery red figure was extremely fast.

In a few breaths, the figure has already arrived in the sky, and the heroic and rough laughter echoes in the four fields, "Panic like a lost dog?

This person is one of the Chilian Twin Heroes, the Fire Qilin!

The majestic body of the fire unicorn stood proudly in the air, and the tiger's eyes with a leopard's head and eyes were furious.

The fact that these three people were pickling and taking advantage of people's danger really disgusted him. It's just that such a small night, how can he enter the eyes of his fire qilin?

With a hearty smile, the fire qilin ignored the three people who were like a great enemy, fell from the clouds, and escaped in front of the white-haired Yan Jun. Immediately, he took out an emerald green projectile from his bosom and leaned over and sent it into Yan Jun's mouth full of blood.

At this time, the giant fire palm in the sky also roared.

In the fierce light and fire, the clearly textured palm prints on the fire palm also appeared in the eyes of the three people, and the blazing heat wave had not yet hit the body, and in the ghost fire storm, countless ghost fires were burned out by the fire wave.

The three of them were terrified and almost wanted to flee in embarrassment, but around them, there seemed to be an extremely strong force to suppress them, and they couldn't move at all.