"The so-called righteous path disciples, is that it?" Evangelist Lamp once said that their sect is also a demon and a Tao, good and evil are in the heart, plus the identity of Mu Weiming that he is using now, Song Si likes this position very much.

Because Song Si doesn't need to see him as the so-called righteous way, of course, it is not the real devil's way, all good and evil are determined by his own heart, free and unfettered.

"Fellow Daoist, it is not easy for you to practice, retreat quickly, so as not to die here. Moreover, this purple jade bamboo was discovered by us first, and it does not belong to you. Liu Yufeng took a slight step towards Ziyuzhu and continued to persuade.

Xuan Ming Daoren and Situ Yunfan pretended to be high-spirited and nodded in agreement, and at the same time, the momentum of the three of them was faintly connected and pressed towards Song Si.

It seems that these three people are very skilled in sneak attacks and looting, Song Si lightly dissolved the suppression of the momentum of the three people, and the true yuan flowed, gathered in his palms, ready to shoot casually.

"Forget it, since this is the case, I can only send you on the road!" Liu Yufeng took the lead after speaking, and a fiery red cloud and sand fell directly towards Song Si.

Xuanming Daoren and Situ Yunfan shot at the same time.

I saw Xuanming Daoist sacrifice a flying sword, the sword light flickered, and he shot out with a snort, directly taking Song Si's head.

Situ Yunfan's right hand copied his left sleeve, and with a wave of his hand, a white streamer flew out, suddenly turning into a colorful thousand silk nets, exuding a very powerful viscous energy, falling towards Song Si.

In the face of the joint attack of the three people, Song Si sneered, and all the true yuan gathered in his palm was poured into the white light.

Cold light purple rays!

With a flash of light, thousands of purple mangs turned into swords and came out, breaking through the red clouds and sand mist, striking the flying sword of Xuan Ming Dao people, and tearing apart Situ Yunfan's thousand silk nets, which happened almost in the blink of an eye.

Not good! Xuan Ming Dao people took the lead in recalling the flying sword, mobilizing the mana of the whole body, and preparing to use a terrifying move to suppress Song Si.

Situ Yunfan and Liu Yufeng immediately understood, and they also mobilized the mana of their whole bodies, preparing to bombard Song Si with the strongest move!

When Song Si broke through the attack of the three people with one move, they had already let go of their contemptuous mentality, on the road to cultivation, if they were not careful, they would never recover, and in the face of the demon monks in front of them, they did not dare to have any luck, so they could only fight with all their might!

Song Si pressed his hands on the lantern jade pole, walked out of the dust and mist, and chuckled: "Only now do I know that it is too late to strike with all my strength." ”

"Frosty Demon!"

The brilliance was shining, the eyes were piercing, and two screams came out, and the killing moves of Situ Yunfan and Liu Yufeng were interrupted instantly. The blindness of their eyes, the wounding of their souls, and the backlash of mana caused the two of them great pain, but then the cold light passed through them and froze them into ice sculptures, ending their pain.

As for the Xuanming Daoist, as early as before Song Si finished speaking, he instantly accepted the recruitment, and the imperial sword fled.

"Situ Yunfan of the Fire Cloud Sect and Liu Yufeng of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley are dead. Outside the Qinglian stage, seeing the names of the two people on the Qinglian list disappear, an old Taoist said.

Hearing this news, the Fire Cloud Sect and the Ten Thousand Demon Valley Elders, who were receiving congratulations from the friendly sect, suddenly turned dark, as if they were about to kill someone. This face was beaten too painfully, and it was hot.

The Fire Cloud Sect and the Elders of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley sat back in silence, ready to wait to see who killed the elite disciples of their sect, and if there was no accident, they would use thunderous means to deal with the murderer.

As soon as the bright light waved and the light went out, Song Si smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, put away Liu Yufeng and Situ Yunfan's storage bags, and walked to Ziyuzhu.

"Ah...... Zi Yuzhu, are we in the ninth house?" the hamster wine fairy yawned, stood on Song Si's shoulder, and stretched out his paws.

"The ninth house? This is the second house. Song Si was slightly stunned, the purple jade bamboo is the spiritual material of the ninth house, but why does it appear in the second house?

The hamster wine fairy had to take out its wine gourd, took a sip of it, and looked at Song Si, who was staggered, and said, "Hiccup...... I see. This purple jade bamboo is a projection of the ninth house, not real. ”

"Not really?" Song Si, who walked in front of Ziyuzhu, stopped and said in astonishment.

For the sake of this purple jade bamboo, the three righteous path monks just now paid a great price, but now the hamster wine fairy sues Song Si that this is a fake.

Unwillingly, Song Si reached out and grabbed Ziyuzhu, and grabbed the air.

Li Bai is really a pit goods, Song Si scolded him, took a few steps back with a bad face, and asked unwillingly: "Ziyuzhu is really in the ninth palace, do you know the location?"

"Hiccup...... Of course. There's nothing here that Honkosen-sama doesn't know... Ah, the trial of the second house is three thousand miles to the northwest... Huhuhuhu...... "Before he finished speaking, the hamster wine fairy once again lay down on Song Si's shoulder, drunk and fell asleep.

Song Si wanted to wake up the goods, but unfortunately he couldn't even touch a hamster hair, so he could only put his hand down helplessly.

Just as he was about to leave with the lantern, two more lights and shadows fell, coming straight to Ziyuzhu, seeing Song Si's extremely bad face, the two cultivators immediately sacrificed their magic weapons, ready to fight at any time.

Glancing at the purple jade bamboo projection, Song Si's mood became inexplicably very good, and he smiled indifferently and turned away.

"It's really a bad pen, and I don't even snatch heavenly treasures like purple jade bamboo. As a senior brother, he glanced at the departing light with disdain, walked to the purple jade bamboo, and fished it out.

His right hand suddenly stopped in front of the purple jade bamboo, and his expression instantly became extremely exciting.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" Thinking that something had happened to the senior brother, the senior brother hurriedly came to Ziyuzhu, and his expression also became bad.

At this moment, they finally understood why Song Si's face was so bad before.

As the lord of the Qinglian Zodiac Palace, the Qinglian Sword Immortal is too tricky, and he is still a dead person. If the three of Xuan Ming Dao knew that this purple jade bamboo was fake, the dead Situ Yunfan and Liu Yufeng would definitely crawl out of hell and scold.

Traveling all the way, Song Si finally arrived at the entrance of the second palace a day later.

In front of you, three peaks stand tall and towering into the clouds, and the second house is on the top of the mountain in the middle. To enter the second house, you need to cross the hundred-mile canyon in front of you and climb the steep stone steps of 10,000 steps to reach it.

The familiar stele appeared in front of the valley, with the words "second level" written on it, which was concise and clear, and there was no hint at all.

At the stone stele, more than a dozen people were scattered and sat cross-legged on the side, all with minor injuries. There was not a trace of a fight at the scene, so there was only one possibility, and their injuries should have been given by the trial ahead.

As if to confirm what Song Si thought, the air above the valley mouth fluctuated like water ripples, and a demon boy flew out of the air upside down and fell to the ground, covered in blood, extremely miserable.

The Demon Domain boy glanced at Song Si, who was observing him, got up without saying a word, found a place where no one was around, sat down cross-legged, and began to heal.

Looking at the hamster wine fairy who was sleeping on his shoulder, Song Si thought how much he could nag a few words at the moment, despise him a few words, and leak the exam questions by the way.

To be honest, the miserable situation of the demon domain boy just now, Song Si didn't know the bottom in his heart, his cultivation was only a little higher than this demon domain boy.

But for the sake of the Purple Jade Bamboo of the Ninth Palace World, Song Si did not hesitate to carry the lantern through the formation enchantment and enter the valley.

The sky is blue, the grass is green, the wind is slow, a fairyland on earth, Song Si didn't find anything abnormal, will the second level be so good?

Looking around, Song Si finally noticed that there seemed to be something missing here, there were flowers, but there were no bees and butterflies, and there were no other insects.

Just as Song Si mentioned Zhenyuan and was on guard, the wind speed in the valley began to change.

Shout!

A sword qi disappeared into the wind line and shot towards Song Si.

As soon as the figure moved, Song Si avoided the sword qi and appeared ten zhang away.

Whoa!

At this moment, Song Si finally knew what the second level was, the infinite sword qi hidden in the wind, and these sword qi would automatically adjust the quantity and sword qi speed with the speed of the intruder.

Not daring to have any negligence, Song Si stepped on the Seven Star Steps, flipped and moved in the sword qi, and from time to time he stimulated the lights to dissolve the unavoidable sword qi.

Halfway through, the sword qi in the air suddenly converged, shooting out like a raging storm. Song Si's heart sank slightly, Zhenyuan poured into it, and the cold light purple reappeared, resolving the crisis.

"Huhuhuhu......" Song Si quickly took a few breaths of fresh air through the air that dissolved the sword qi, and continued to move quickly in the sword qi.

When there was still a quarter of the way left, the wind suddenly stopped, and in the face of the sudden change, Song Si hurriedly stopped, pressed his right hand on the lantern jade pole, carried the dantian Zhenyuan, and watched the Quartet intently.

Suddenly, there was a sword roar, and Song Si looked up, only to see that thousands of sword qi converged into a pale cyan giant sword above his head, with an astonishing momentum, as if it was about to stab him in half at any time.

Qinglian Sword Immortal Is this going to play with the dead? What if it's just a trial? Without giving Song Si a chance to protest, the green lotuses around the pale cyan giant sword bloomed in the void, and the mysterious sword rhyme almost made him lose his mind directly.

When the pale cyan giant sword fell, Song Si estimated that he would not die or be crippled. didn't have time to think about it, Song Si decided to fight for a glimmer of life first, and then poured the true yuan of the whole body into the bright lamp, and the fourth form of the "Cold Lantern Jue" was directly used.

Daohua Baiyang!

In an instant, Song Si's figure melted into the light, turning into a round of white sun rising into the sky, breaking through the pale cyan giant sword in the sky.

Rumble!

The white light scattered, the sword qi was everywhere, and Song Si was directly knocked away by the powerful sword qi, falling to the ground, vomiting blood.

Song Si held the lamp pole in his left hand, and supported him to stand up with his right hand sideways, looking at the cyan giant sword that barely changed in the distance in the sky, his mouth was full of the salty taste and bitterness of blood.