Huang Qingyan is finished.

When Pang Wanci found out that Huang Shichen had not only not fallen as rumored, but had instead cultivated into the body of a blue witch and sneaked into Molu Mountain to hide, her posture immediately took a 180-degree turn.

However, unexpectedly, in the end, the strength of Pang Wanci, Peng Yichen, Yu Piao and Dongfang Qiming still failed to leave Huang Shichen. This guy is slipperier than a loach, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately escaped into the cloud river and disappeared.

Pang Wanci was furious, and without waiting for Peng Yichen to speak, she ordered Huang Qingyan to be arrested and imprisoned to wait for interrogation. At the same time, he ordered Bao Jikang, the first elder of the Precept Hall, to take over the Fazu Peak, and imprison all the disciples on the peak, and not let anyone escape.

Unexpectedly, a wave of unevenness rose again, and here Fazu Peak changed the day and people turned on their backs, and there were people in Gantian Peak who risked death and beat the Jingwen drum.

Zeng Haoyue took more than 20 female disciples of Xiaojing Pavilion who escaped death to rush to the front of Taiyi Palace to beat drums and voice grievances, accusing Huang Qingyan of using lynching to kill innocents.

Seeing the shocking scars on the bodies of the women of the Little Mirror Pavilion, everyone was shocked.

Things suddenly became a pot of porridge, which made Peng Yichen and Pang Wanci anxious and lost their hearts.

As if this was not enough, Bao Jikang sent someone to report again, saying that after verification, it was found that the more than 20 Fazu Peak masters who had followed Huang Qingyan to the valley to rescue Huang Li earlier were all missing, and their lives were uncertain.

It's messed up, it's completely messed up.

Peng Yichen and Pang Wanci, who had just come back from Fazu Peak to appease the women of the Little Mirror Pavilion, didn't have time to take a breath, and hurriedly went straight to the Scarlet Moon Essence House to investigate the scene.

At this moment, Diao Xiaosi is soaking in the "Jade Spiritual Spring" in Taiyi Palace, enjoying a happy time.

The jade spring is one of the three famous treasures of the three major towns of Taiyi, the pool has six zhang to see the square and I don't know how much, the milky white spring water is cold and smooth and refreshing, filled with an ethereal and pleasant strange aroma, there is the magical effect of the flesh and bones of the living dead, and it is a piece of cake to pluck and wash the marrow Peiyuan solid book.

Diao Xiaosi's injuries are actually only in the flesh and skin, far less terrifying than they seem on the surface, and the wisps of spiritual spring essence penetrate into the body through the pores, blending with the Haoyang Divine Fire Essence and suddenly giving birth to an incredible effect.

His immortal veins and bones and even the five internal organs were washed and infiltrated by the spiritual spring divine fire over and over again, and the pain all over his body quickly healed and disappeared, and the vitality was great and strong, and the whole person seemed to be reborn again.

The surroundings are quiet, the fairy trees are swaying and the clouds are falling, and the white mist is gently rippling in the wind like a light veil.

Time flowed quietly from his fingertips like fine sand, Diao Xiaosi gave a comfortable ****, raised his head and pillowed on the bluestone by the pool, soaked his whole body in the jade spiritual spring, closed his eyes and relaxed, and soon entered the empty land of selflessness.

He didn't move, there was not a trace of distractions in his mind, he let go of everything, he only felt that his immortal heart was flying freely above the boundless Dao Heaven, he didn't care where he was, he didn't want to fly somewhere, as if he would never feel tired, let alone tired, and he just roamed freely.

He didn't even notice that the water level of the Yunji Spirit Spring in the pool was quietly dropping little by little, and there was some kind of confinement in his body that was slowly melting and disappearing, replaced by a cloud of magical power that blended with fire and flowed, surging and accumulating...... Listen to the thunder in silence.

I don't know how long it took, a curling figure came slowly from the forest as a car, it was Peng Zixin.

"Sister—" She called out as she approached Lingquan, but before the words could be spoken, her face suddenly changed.

I saw a young man with a similar appearance to Yao Di, with a naked upper body, soaking in the Yunyu Spiritual Spring as if no one was around, and there were dragon hairpins and phoenix hairpins inserted horizontally and vertically in his wet hair, which was very comfortable and content.

At this time, Diao Xiaosi heard Peng Zixin's shout, hurriedly woke up, turned his head to look at her, and said, "Good sister, you can also take a bath together." ”

"Good sister?" Peng Zixin was stunned, her bright eyes stared at Diao Xiaosi's face, her slender hand held down the fairy sword, and said coldly: "Who are you, why are you here?"

"Huh?" Diao Xiaosi suddenly found that his voice seemed to be a little wrong, it was the feeling of being both familiar and unfamiliar, neither his original voice, but more like a mixture with Yao Di.

He opened his eyes in surprise, looked down at his chest, and was surprised to see that the two snowy mountains, which were originally majestic and upright, suddenly avalanche at some point, turning into a grassland with a flat river.

He blinked, and his whole body was a little foggy, and he subconsciously stretched out his right hand to probe into the spring...... Is the dick back?

In an instant, Diao Xiaosi was engulfed in a sudden huge ecstasy. He hadn't even figured out what was going on, but he was already overjoyed and cheering—Lao Tzu was a good man again!

It's a pity that his joy didn't last long, he suddenly heard a trembling sound of gold and stone in his ears, the person was as beautiful as a jade sword like a rainbow, Peng Zixin pulled out a fairy sword cold song, and her delicate body flew across the water, and the edge was directly pressed to Diao Xiaosi's eyebrows, and the cherry said coquettishly: "The thief looks at the sword!"

Diao Xiaosi was taken aback, and hurriedly waved his hand to flick the Hange Immortal Sword and said, "My sister misunderstood, listen to my explanation......"

"Hmm-" The brilliance of his fingertips skyrocketed, and a green dragon came out of nowhere, and swung it out with the Hange Immortal Sword.

"Don't listen!" Peng Zixin's pretty face condensed the frost and shook the sword, and the sword blade burst out with a continuous sound, twisting the green dragon into powder, and the Hange Immortal Sword took advantage of the situation to march forward and stabbed Diao Xiao's four-sided door.

"I'm wronged—" Diao Xiaosi didn't expect Peng Zixin's cultivation to progress so quickly.

His left hand condensed the Xuanwu shield and slammed it on the Hange Immortal Sword, and lamented, "Can you listen to me first?"

"Don't listen!" Peng Zixin's sword walked lightly and whimsically, and slashed at Diao Xiaosi's chest with his backhand.

The Xuanwu shield in Diao Xiaosi's hand was split by the blade of the sword, and he didn't dare to take it hard with his bare hands, so he hurriedly rose up, his body was like an arrow from the string and shot backwards, and he wanted to cry without tears: "You can disagree with Lao Tzu's point of view, but you should always defend my right to speak, right?"

The spirit spring splashed, and his body jumped out of the water.

Peng Zixin's eyes swept away, and he saw that the water level of Yunji Lingquan had dropped by a few feet, and there was no need to ask if it must have been swallowed by this ladyboy who ignored the woman, and Fang Xin couldn't help but regret and anger, and then chased and killed with a sword.

"Little Niangpi, you are endless, you have something to say, why do you have to dance with guns and sticks to find death?"

Seeing Peng Zixin's relentless pursuit and fierce fighting, Diao Xiaosi's heart was furious, and he cast the Thirty-six Heavenly Gang Body Law in the air in an unbelievable flash, avoiding the Hange Immortal Sword, and smashed down with a white tiger fist.

Peng Zixin retreated to avoid turning her palms to parry, and the sound of "bang" and fists and palms struck with brilliance, and both of them shook and fell into the pool, and they were evenly divided in skill.

Diao Xiaosi opened his mouth and unceremoniously poured a large mouthful of Yunyu Lingquan, thinking that if a good man does not fight with a woman, it is better to go ahead with thirty-six plans, so as not to alarm Peng Yichen and his wife, and kill his newly recognized goddaughter.

Who knew that Peng Zixin made a very fast move, bullied to the front, stretched his fingers and grabbed his calves and dragged them to the bottom of the pool.

Diao Xiaosi didn't expect Peng Zixin to be so desperate for him, and after all, he couldn't hold back his enthusiasm, so he could only turn over and fight again.

The two of them were tumbling in the cloud and spirit spring, rolling rain, and clouds, and the fight was in full swing, and it was difficult to separate, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than 20 faces, still evenly matched.

Peng Zixin had already decided in her heart that Diao Xiaosi was a treacherous villain with ill intentions, and she was merciless in her moves, and she recruited soul-chasing style to seize the soul, showing the supreme mastery of Taiyi Sect to the fullest.

Of course, she never dreamed that what she was facing at this moment was the person she had never forgotten.

Although Diao Xiaosi's moves are vaguely familiar, where can he associate two completely different people in one place?

On the other hand, Diao Xiaosi never thought that it was also romantic to die under the peony flower, although if he could be buried at the bottom of the pool of Yunji Lingquan after death, the feng shui would definitely be good, but he still wanted to live another five hundred years to plague the Three Realms, and now that his ambition was not rewarded, he naturally refused to hand over his life inexplicably.

He tried his best to engage Peng Zixin in a hand-to-hand fight, but he didn't dare to hurt her too hard, let alone reveal his identity in this situation, otherwise, wouldn't the little fourth master's face be lost to his grandmother's house?

The two of them had their own thoughts and fought fiercely, and suddenly Peng Zixin's delicate body was slightly sideways, and she raised her palm to seal Diao Xiaosi's White Tiger Divine Fist.

Diao Xiaosi just wanted to retract his fist and change his moves, but suddenly noticed an extremely mysterious immortal power gushing out from Peng Zixin's palm, which firmly stuck his fist like glue, and then forced straight down into his immortal vein.

Suddenly, Diao Xiaosi was shocked to find that the immortal veins of his left arm seemed to be poured in by a thick batter, and the six divine skills suddenly froze and froze, and gradually condensed and bonded as heavy as lead.

What kind of weird exercise is this?

Unable to allow Diao Xiaosi to think too much, Peng Zixin turned to defend and stood up, and his palm cut at his throat like a knife.

"Immortals, don't you just drink a few mouthfuls of spring water from your house, and you can kill people?"

Diao Xiaosi was shocked and angry, and rose up to wrap his hand around Peng Zixinhao's wrist, and twisted her wrist bone violently.

Peng Zixin improvised, turned her left hand into a claw and clasped Diao Xiaosi's wrist, her fingertips penetrating the viscous immortal power and constantly forcing and smelting his six divine skills.

A few hours ago, Peng Zixin's "Yue Han Intense" was really enough for Diao Xiaosi to drink a pot.

Fortunately, time has passed, and the two qi of water and fire in his body are blazing, so he naturally rushed along the immortal veins of his arms, and shook Peng Zixin head-on.

The two of them competed with each other's fists, and their bodies slowly sank to the bottom of the pool with the flipping of the spring, and no one could help anyone for a while.

At the moment when the two sides were at a stalemate, the two of them were suddenly alarmed, and they sensed that someone was sneaking and secretly avoiding the sense of immortal consciousness, and suddenly attacked from above the Yunji Spiritual Spring.

Diao Xiaosi was taken aback, and hurriedly crossed a wisp of immortal consciousness to Peng Zixin and said, "Let it go!"

Peng Zixin said without hesitation: "You put it first!"

Diao Xiaosi glared at Peng Zixin angrily, and hurriedly said: "I'll count one, two, three, let's put it together." One, two, three...... Put!"

As a result, the tragedy was urging-

Neither of them became the fool who let go first, you stared at me and I stared at you, and they slowly fell down together.