"Chaos Seal!"

Under the cliff of the back mountain, a breath of yin and yang spread out.

I saw a Taoist robe fluttering up, and Zhao Mingcheng, the elder of the Shoujing Hall, made a seal with one palm, condensing two halos of light in black and white in front of him, constantly rotating back and forth, and the mysterious aura of the Dao Law was endless.

There is more murderous intent, looming in it.

A dark green fairy sword was held in his hand, and the bell rattled.

In the blink of an eye, with a hideous face and a somewhat exaggerated body, it was Sha Ang holding a giant axe from the Broken Mountain, rushing in front of Zhao Mingchen. Immediately afterwards, a force like Mount Tai's overwhelming power, like a thousand pounds, saw the giant axe of the broken mountain, slashing fiercely on the chaos seal, and it suddenly aroused the light to shine.

In the originally quiet forest outside the Silent Hall, a strong wind suddenly rose.

“......”

Zhao Mingchen's face tightened, but he didn't have the slightest embarrassment.

Suddenly, I saw him take half a step back, and the two halos of yin and yang between his palms rotated faster and faster, and a huge suction force was generated, pulling away.

“！”

Shaon's face changed suddenly.

The giant axe in his hand was actually pulled by the huge suction, and no matter how hard he used, he couldn't move half a minute. On the bronze skin of the arm, streaks of green tendons gradually floated, which was shocking.

"I was careless last time, I don't think I can't help you. ”

Immediately afterwards, I heard Zhao Mingcheng snort coldly with resentment.

Without waiting for a reaction, the palm print suddenly changed, and the yin and yang qi instantly dissipated and became invisible. But it turned into a torrent of fierce energy, and the Void Seal went straight towards Shaang.

"Bang!"

"Woo Woo ......"

The great axe flew into the air, making a loud crash through the sky, and finally slashed at the stone wall.

For a moment the dust was flying, and it was vaguely seen that Shaon had been knocked down several feet, and a long mark was drawn in the mud, and after a while, it stopped. The dust cleared, but he saw that his two arms were blocked in front of his chest, full of blood, but his breath was increasing unabated, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Mingcheng with a little contempt.

There is such a strong body!

Zhao Mingcheng's heart tightened, almost in disbelief.

This skeletal body, which is as tough as a demon beast, cannot be owned by ordinary people at all. I really don't know, what kind of secret method did the Western Frontier Holy Witch Sect use to cultivate such a demon!

"Hoo ......"

Taking a deep breath, the fairy sword in Zhao Mingcheng's hand unconsciously tightened a few more points.

However, he suddenly glanced at the mountain peak where the Silent Heaven was not far away.

Gu Changfeng, what are you doing?

......

The sound of killing and fighting in my ears seemed to be gradually weakening.

Gu Changfeng only stared at the purple-clothed young man in front of him quietly, and he had no intention of paying attention to the disputes under the mountain...... It's not that they don't want to pay attention to it, but because the person in front of them is extremely difficult to deal with.

"Is that you?"

A faint word.

After fighting a few times, Gu Changfeng seemed to finally remember that the person who performed ghost magic that he met in Jiyun Temple back then was the purple-clothed young man in front of him. At that time, the two of them only fought each other with a magic circle, but they were inferior, and this goodbye had to be spied on each other in detail.

Years have passed, and the appearance has not changed at all. On the contrary, the cultivation of ghost art has improved several times, and the yin qi has become more and more dense and terrifying. At such a young age, he has such a profound cultivation of ghost arts......

...... No, he's not human!

Gu Changfeng's complexion changed slightly, and his gaze couldn't help but become deeper.

"Let you watch it a few more times, but how?"

Ghost sneered.

Even if Qin Chuan didn't come to Luoyan Peak at this time, he was alone, but he still had to come. The grievances and hatreds of the past, now that twenty years have passed, it is time to settle them well.

"Today, I want you to pay for your life. ”

The ghost said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, a fierce yin wind centered on him and suddenly spread. The mud and dust on the cliff were scattered, and a bare rock was carved out, as clean as new. The nameless tombstone on the edge of the cliff also broke violently, flew out for several feet, and finally fell straight down the cliff.

Gu Changfeng's face finally sank.

The fairy sword in his hand swallowed Wu, and suddenly a burst of fire burst out.

......

"Squeak......

The sound of the portal being pushed open sounded softly.

On the side of the mountain stream a few miles south of the Sword Terrace, Qin Chuan slowly stepped into a wooden house.

No one would have thought that such a simple wooden house would be the living place of the dignified Fuxi Sect Zhenren Yu Xuzi. On weekdays, except for Mu Zhen, no one has set foot at all, and it is also one of the places where Yu Xuzi often retreats and cultivates. Qin Chuan naturally knew about these, but there was no one at the moment.

In the simple house, there are only a few old household things, which looks extremely empty.

A picture of Dao Ancestor exiting the customs is hanging quietly on the wall.

“？”

Qin Chuan was suspicious in his heart.

The retreat of the people of Fuximen is nothing more than a few caves on the mountain, but they have only searched for it and found no one, and when they come to this last possible place, they can't find Yuxuzi himself.

Where will it go?

"Bang!"

The door slammed slammed, and Qin Chuan came out of the house.

Closing his eyes and concentrating, a stream of primordial spirits spread out. In the end, Qin Chuan opened his eyes again, but he looked towards the peak with a little surprise, the vast sky, and the clouds were all over the field.

Through the lush green forest, it is faintly visible.

A white tower.

......

Luoyan Peak is everywhere, and it is a mess.

From the mountain gate to the upper stone steps, the disciples of the mountain guard died on the side of the road one after another, like a bloody road. And everywhere else, countless disciples fell to the ground one after another, and before they could join the battle, they passed out, although fortunately they did not die, but as far as the eye could see, it was like corpses all over the field, which made people's hearts chill.

The smoke of gunpowder filled the air, and a strange aura of Gu magic filled the air.

There are also fierce fights, from time to time through layers of dense forests, faintly transmitted.

"What's going on......"

Several young disciples seemed to have just returned from their travels, and when they saw this tragic scene, they all froze. The sect of the Central Plains Xiuzhen giant Fuximen fell to Yanfeng and was captured?

"Hey, hey!"

Tang Sixian tightly held the shoulders of an unconscious disciple and called out loudly.

But no one could respond to him, and they all fell to the ground on all fours, as if they had fainted from exhaustion. What a terrible poison it is?

"Senior Sister Shangguan ......"

Suddenly, Tang Sixian's face changed, and he immediately stood up and looked around.

What about Shangguan Yao?

......

Green Mountains.

There was silence in the leader's dormitory.

Shangguan Yao sat quietly on the side, looking directly at Liu Shenyan, who was sitting opposite, and Lin Zixuan, who was standing far away. At this kind of season, I don't know what the two of them are doing in this Qingming Mountain.

Xiao Rubai is temporarily the owner of this Qingying Mountain at the moment, and he doesn't know what kind of friendship everyone has with Qin Chuan, so it is not easy to slack off. However, Liu Shenyan is okay, and the things that come out will not be unfavorable to Qin Chuan, but Lin Zixuan is different, she is a person from Yijian Pavilion, and what she specializes in is to obtain all kinds of information.

In this way, Shangguan Yao couldn't help but focus on Lin Zixuan's actions.

Long.

"What kind of poison is that, it won't kill people, right?"

Ye Qiuqi couldn't help but be silent like this, and finally opened his mouth to ask Xiao Rubai.

As Xiao Rubai said, in order to deal with Fuximen, Qin Chuan actually went to Luoyan Peak with the Heart Erosion Gu secretly made by Luo Ye. The people of the Western Xinjiang Gu Poison have already understood, if Qin Chuan really slaughters the Fuxi Sect, then the consequences will be unimaginable. Even everyone here doesn't know what to think of Qin Chuan.

“......”

Hearing this, Xiao Rubai shook his head.

"Ahem...... This poison only has the effect of coma, and after three days, it will be lifted. ”

Suddenly, there were a few coughs from within the screen, but it was Aroye who answered him. Through the screen, a witch doctor could be seen helping Aroye up and sitting upright on the couch.

Suddenly, everyone's hearts were relieved.

It seems that Qin Chuan has not really entered the Demon Dao.

However, despite this, casualties on the Falling Goose Peak were inevitable. No matter what the outcome of this matter is, in the future, Qin Chuan and his former master will probably have to break with each other completely, and water and fire will be incompatible.

“......”

Lin Zixuan pursed her lips silently, a little unbearable between her eyebrows.

But because he witnessed Ah Luoye's injury, he really seemed to feel Qin Chuan's mood. Once at the foot of Jiugui Mountain, she saw with her own eyes that Qin Chuan killed the soul of the Fang family elder who had injured Mu Zihan, and cruelly made him disappear into the reincarnation of the Three Realms. Not to mention, Aroye, who is almost dead now.

At that time, Qin Chuan's cruel look would never be forgotten.

"Arrowleaf ......"

A question, a word of questioning, spread through the room.

But it was not asked by Ye Qiuqi, who was impatient, nor was it Shangguan Yao, who always cared about Qin Chuan, but from Lin Zixuan's mouth. I only heard her hesitate for a moment, and her tone was a little heavy:

"Your wounds...... Is it really caused by a real person?"

......

Fuxi Mountain, Empty Fog Valley.

Deep pools.

The tomb in the pool, the sunlight pouring down from the roof of the cave, illuminated brightly. The surrounding deep pool of water, reflecting a subtle brilliance, is reflected on the four walls of the cave, swaying slightly.

"Scheduled?"

A young man in white, standing in front of the tomb for some time, asked softly.

However, in the whole cave, he was alone, empty, and I did not know who he was talking to. Then, no one was heard answering him, only the sound of flowing water, as quiet as an ethereal spirit.

"Hmph. ”

Immediately, I heard the man in white smile lightly.

"Among the six ghosts, you are the only one who rarely makes a move. I didn't expect that this mere revelation would bring such a great boost to my Holy Sect. I'm a Dharani Holy Sect, why don't I worry about the great cause in the future?"

The man in white smiled and groaned, with a bit of evil spirit.

But suddenly, as if he heard something, his smile stopped abruptly and turned gloomy.

"I'll give you back the old fellow and give you what you want. ”

The man in white said coldly, unconsciously clenching his fists tightly.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the sound of "plopping", and the pool on that side was shocked by a circle of ripples, rippling open, attracting the light and shadow in the whole cave. The sound of the water was incessant, and gradually it became farther and farther away.

The face of the man in white regained his smile.

But he glanced at the central tomb and sighed:

"It is better to die, and to have peace forever. ”