In the cold pavilion, Leng Xiao weaved a lie in front of Xie Yunlei.

"Master, there have been frequent major events recently, and the disciple's heart is throbbing, and from this moment on, he is dedicated to retreat, and the time to break the pass is undecided, so don't read it. Disciple Leng Xiao respected. ”

He is not a good liar, and if he lies face to face, he may be seen, so in the end he just leaves a letter and walks away.

He only left a message for the retreat, but did not say exactly where he was retreating. Isn't entering the WTO and practicing another way of retreat? What he said may not be a lie.

A wisp of time power flowed through his face, taking away his youthfulness and perseverance, and replacing it with maturity and indifference. took away Leng Xiao and replaced it, Xiao.

Outside the Guillotine Mountain, Shi Mad looked stunned, this level of fighting was no longer something he could participate in. They were able to rescue the Southern Regions monk so quickly, thanks to Cang'er's guidance, and he didn't have any ill feelings towards Cang'er in his heart.

"Guillotine Mountain is thousands of miles away from the Sword Pavilion, so Gu Xiu doesn't occupy the Sword Pavilion, why did he come to the Guillotine Mountain for no reason?"

A trace of doubt slowly appeared in his heart, whether it was Cang'er or Gu Xiu, he suddenly came to this Guillotine Mountain, was it intentional or unintentional?

It's just that, after all, I can't wait for him to crack it.

"Yes, Demon King, your subordinates will return immediately!"

Shi Yao's voice was transmitted by Shi Yao, and his complexion couldn't help but change, nothing was as important as Shi Yao's safety.

His figure flickered, and he quickly left Guillotine Mountain. When leaving, I suddenly saw a blue light passing over my head, only vaguely visible, I don't know if I was dazzled.

"The Green Scar Sect, the Green Sword is a real person. He muttered, Leng Xiao had already informed him of this.

On the Guillotine Mountain, Cang'er's monk's robe was stained with blood, and the robe he was carrying in his hand was constantly bulging, but the monk in it was constantly struggling.

In the face of the three major distractions of Gu Xiu, Cang'er seemed to be hanging by a thread, but his eyes were calm, and he only said "sin", not knowing who he was seeking forgiveness for.

He was surrounded by transparent Gu worms, but it was difficult to break through the golden light of his protective body. This transparent Gu worm is Bu Dian's soul worm.

At this moment, Cang'er's body was weak, and the golden light was faint, which was clearly a technique to restrain Gu insects, but he was also consumed little by little by eating soul Gu as if he was not dying.

The corners of Bu Dian's mouth hooked up a touch of coldness, and he laughed rampantly: "The old thief is bald, you are going to die here today, but you have last words to explain, Bu Mou will be a good person and give an explanation to the bitter old man for you!"

Cang Er just said: "Three donors, don't make mistakes again and again!"

"Okay, the last words are over, Bu will send you to the west to see your Buddha!"

After saying that, Bu Dian rose into the air in an instant, like a hungry tiger pounced on food, his body showed a bit of chaos, and he didn't know how many Gu worms surrounded him.

With a flick of his claw, the golden light of Cang'er's protective body was as weak as window paper, and it was easily punctured, revealing the empty door behind it.

Suddenly, a loud shout suddenly came from the sky: "Old thief, don't stop!"

Bu Dian couldn't help but pause in the palm of his hand, but in the blink of an eye, an old man in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared in front of him, his fingers were like swords, and he pierced his palm with one finger!

He immediately withdrew his palm, said nothing, but his face was extremely ugly, and shouted: "Who are you, aren't you an old man?"

Bu Dian thought about it, the Southern Regions had never heard of such a person, and the Buddhist Sect and the White Bone Sect were dressed quite obviously, and they could be recognized at a glance. This old man in Tsing Yi also has some fairy wind bones, and he must be a person from the Northern Regions.

"The Taoist monk is as nosy as the Buddha thief, and it's really disgusting. He laughed and cried, and the light in his eyes was chilling.

The old man in Tsing Yi suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, almost laughing out of tears, which made Bu Dian stunned for a moment, and the old man in Tsing Yi suddenly slapped out a palm, leaving a red handprint on his old face before Bu Dian could react.

Bu Dian had a sudden aura, but he only blocked the power of this palm, and failed to block the momentum of this palm, so he couldn't help but be angry, felt ashamed, and roared: "You pickled dog, you dare to sneak attack Yu XX!"

Unexpectedly, the laughter of the old man in Tsing Yi was even more intense, and Bu Dian was very vigilant in his expression, for fear that the old man in Tsing Yi would give him another palm.

However, at this moment, the other party's smile stopped abruptly, and he said slowly: "The Sect Master of this Blue Mark Sect, Northern Immortal Yuan, Your Excellency's eyesight is really poor enough!"

Bu Dian immediately shouted: "Ridiculous! The sect master of the Blue Mark Sect is clearly the Northern Stygian Kun, you old man, where did the rat come out, and you want to rebel after learning two cat meows?"

He was quick for a while, but a distracted monk beside him suddenly said: "Elder Bu, the common name of the Qingjian Zhenren, the founding ancestor of the Blue Sprint Sect, is the Northern Underworld!"

Hearing this, Bu Dian had already forgotten Fang Cai's palm, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, his mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to speak, and before he could make a sound, he suddenly struck at Qingjian Zhenren with a palm.

This palm tore through the wind and rain, as fast as lightning. Qingjian Zhenren pointed out another finger, and pointed out a bloody hole in his palm.

"Playing these trails in front of this seat, Your Excellency is still too tender. ”

Before his words fell, the three Gu cultivators suddenly moved, forming a triangular trend, and pounced towards him.

Bu Dian shouted: "What about the real person of Qingjian, I can still be afraid of you!"

I saw that the three of them unfolded their robes together, and countless Gu worms suddenly flew out under the shadows, covering the sky and the sun in an instant, falling like raindrops, densely.

Qingjian Zhenren raised his hand to take a shot, then took a branch into his hand, put one hand behind his back, and only took out one hand, facing the three people.

Between the branches falling point by point, each point was extremely accurate to drop a Gu worm. But this Gu worm is small, how many thousands?

After all, the branches were just mortal things, and they were crushed into powder little by little under the impact of this Gu worm, and after a few breaths, only a piece of less than the length of a finger was left in the hand of the Qingjian real person.

He flicked this branch with his fingers and landed in the cloud of Gu insects, and the branch suddenly exploded, shattering into a piece like a fine silver needle, shattering a large piece of Gu insects.

In the haze, Bu Dian had already appeared in front of him, and there were still two hideous blood holes on the palm, but he still slapped at him without believing evil.

A piece of blood spilled between the teeth of Cang'er, and the robe turned in the palm of his hand, and suddenly bloomed with a golden light like a thin needle. He raised his hand a little more, and the robe suddenly opened a hole, and a cyan light and shadow flew out of it.

The small mouth was closed in an instant, and there was a vague unwilling roar from it, but it was only vague. He closed his eyes and said, "Lord of the Northern Underworld, take the sword!"

The green sword real person raised his eyes to see the cyan light and shadow, and raised his hand as if he was extremely casual, and the green shadow turned into a streamer in an instant, slashing down towards Bu Dian's palm.

Bu Dian's moves are not old, and he has been on guard for a long time, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand at this moment. The blue light fell into the hands of the real person of the green sword, and manifested a cyan long sword, green as a bamboo, graceful as a ballad.

"Qing Song Sword Technique!"

From the moment when the Qingjian real person held the Qingyu Sword in his hand, it seemed to be one with the long sword in his hand, and there was no separation from each other.

Heaven and earth lost light and darkness in this instant, and all in front of him, only the touch of green light, as if it was just a blink of an eye, and it seemed to be a vicissitudes of life.

Cang'er whispered, "Amitabha." ”

The Gu worm in the sky had already fallen to the ground, like a meteor, and after it was gorgeous, it lost all its breath of life.

Bu Dian came back to his senses, couldn't help but tremble his fingers, and said miserably: "Bu's soul Gu!"

The other two are not much better.

"The Gu mother has not been destroyed, and the Gu can be refined at any time, why do you behave like this, but then discuss how to sneak attack this seat?" Qingjian Zhenren sneered, showing no mercy between his hands, and wanted to take people's lives.

The three of Bu Dian lost the Gu worm Sasuke, and they were defeated for a while, so they had to grit their teeth and retreat. Qingjian Zhenren intended to leave three people, but he couldn't do anything, it was easy to retreat the enemy, but it was difficult to kill the enemy.

Cang Er looked at the Qingjian Zhenren, gave a salute, and said: "The main cultivation of the Northern Underworld is profound, and I think I will be able to step into the realm of the Three Tribulations in a few days." ”

In this regard, Qingjian Zhenren just laughed, but his eyes fell on the robe in Cang'er's hand, and said slowly: "This matter will be talked about in the future, at this moment, it is better to ask this seat to get rid of this evil first, and also a bright and bright world in the Southern Regions!"

"The benefactor of the North Underworld is so anxious, he must know the purpose of the old man's trip, I don't know if he can lead the way for the old man?"

"Cause and effect, as the master wishes!"

Cang'er nodded slowly, the robe in his hand shook, and flew into the air like a big bell, shrouded in golden light, trapping the Northern Stygian Kun to death.

The Northern Darkness Kun didn't know what was going on, and when he saw the robe wide open, he couldn't help but be surprised, but the moment his eyes met the real person of the green sword, the smile on his face suddenly retracted.

At this moment, the expression of the Northern Stygian Kun was like a blue ear, without joy or sorrow, quietly looking at the Qingjian real person, sighed, and said: "Qingjian, this day, after all, is still here. ”

A touch of remembrance and shame appeared on the face of Qingjian Zhenren, and he said: "Back then, the righteous path was declining, and it was not defeated by the evil way, and the old sect master of the Shenyu Sect proposed to use poison to attack poison and release the evil spirit, and this seat also agreed at that time. Whether it is life or death, whether it is a hundred years of hardship, we are to blame. ”

His eyes were slowly sharp, and he said: "What we have done, let this seat make up for it today!"

His arm was held high, and there was a glowing brilliance circulating above the Qingyu Sword, as if he had collected all the spiritual energy in heaven and earth, as if he was the only shadow under the scorching sun.

"Green Sword!" the face of the Northern Stygian Kun suddenly became blurred, but it looked extremely hideous, and roared violently.

"Faceless, now you are just a small clone, this seat is as easy as destroying you!"

The Qingyu Sword swung down, bringing out only a hazy green shadow, which bloomed on the body of the Northern Stygian Kun. The expression of the Northern Stygian Kun suddenly froze on his face, like sand in the wind, dissipating into heaven and earth.

Cang'er raised his hand and put the robe back on his body, his eyes flashed half compassion, half repentance, and he bowed his head and sighed: "Amitabha." ”

"Master come with me. ”