Ling Xuan bent down and lifted the red feather up, carefully placed it in the palm of his hand, and hit it hard with the old man, it was obviously not lightly injured, and it did not recover for a long time, and it was wheezing to himself. Ling Xuan was also greatly shocked, although he was not seriously injured, his mana had already been dissipated, and he could not recover without a few hours of cultivation. He simply sat down, sat face to face with Yimei Lao Dao, and said, "I don't know if the chief knows Zhang Yuelu?"

The old man nodded again and again, and said, "I know, I know, the five moon deer of the Sparrow Spirit have supreme power." What, did you get it?"

Ling Xuan shook his head, recalling that under the Absolute Abyss, the strange beast that looked like a deer and not a deer, like a leopard and not a leopard, was it, and he had spent four long years with him under the Absolute Abyss, and when he parted, he had promised it that one day he would go back and take him away from the Absolute Abyss, but now more than ten years have passed, but he almost forgot about it. Thinking of this, Ling Xuan couldn't help but feel a little guilty, then nodded again, and said: "Although I didn't get it, but I know its exact location, as long as the Dao Leader is willing to help with this, I will tell the Dao Leader where it is, as for whether the Dao Leader has the blessing to accept it, it depends on the Dao Leader's creation." ”

At first, Ling Xuan didn't know that Caiyi was Zhang Yuelu of the fifth of the Sparrow Spirit, but during the time he got along with Gu Han, he had heard Gu Han describe the appearance characteristics of twenty-eight innate spirit treasures many times, and he slowly affirmed that Caiyi was Zhang Yuelu. Ling Xuan had a friendship with Caiyi, and he wanted to go back and take Zeng Nianyu out of the Peerless Abyss after the matter was over, but unexpectedly, the development of things was far beyond his expectations. Today, I had no choice but to promise the colorful clothes to a senior man.

However, Ling Xuan believes that every innate spiritual treasure has great spirituality, and people who do not have great creation and great fortune cannot obtain it. If Caiyi is really willing to follow the old way, it means that it is the blessing of the old way, and the opportunity of the old way is considered to have contributed to a good thing; if Caiyi is unwilling to follow the old way, it can only mean that he does not have that blessing.

When Ling Xuan told all the things about Caiyi's appearance and the various things he had spent with it in the past four years, he suddenly hugged his head and cried, like a child who had lost his beloved toy, crying so sadly, and the people who heard it were sad. Ling Xuan was puzzled and asked, "Dao Chief, why is this so?"

An eyebrow Lao Dao cried happily, and then he sobbed and said: "Lao Dao, I have been in the world for more than a thousand years, and I have not been shallow in cultivation, and I have countless flying sword magic weapons, and there are more than a dozen high-grade immortal weapons. However, they are not what Lao Dao really likes, and for Lao Dao, no matter how much they are, they are just a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron, which can be used as decorations at home. Lao Dao's lifelong wish, not to ascend to immortals, not to become a demon, only to be fortunate enough to get a congenital spiritual treasure, for this reason, hard work for more than a thousand years, but to nothing. I don't want to ...... today."

His fine eyes were full of tears, he looked at Ling Xuan firmly, his dirty hands pressed heavily on Ling Xuan's hands, and said, "Young Xia, as long as you can tell Lao Dao the whereabouts of that Zhang Yuelu, whether it is willing to be with Lao Dao or not, Lao Dao's life in the future will be yours." Lao Dao is also willing to gather nearby cultivators to fight with you against the extraterritorial demons. ”

Ling Xuan was slightly surprised and said, "Dao Master knows the purpose of my coming?"

Shangguan Bingyu's entire heart was immersed in a sea of grief, and Ling Xuan's ruthless sword completely shattered one of her hearts. She hated, hated Ling Xuan's ruthlessness, and hated her infatuation even more. On the other hand, how much have you paid for him over the years, and what has he given back to himself?

In addition to the cold refusal, it is the sword of despair.

Enough, Shangguan Bingyu really felt that it was enough, she didn't want to wait stupidly anymore, and she didn't want to go down stupidly knowing that it was an endless road. Ao Jiantian was right, in his heart, he was just a chess piece, a host who entrusted his feelings for his master. His master is gone, he is a substitute in his heart, and once his master returns, he will ruthlessly kick himself away.

Enough is enough, Shangguan Bingyu is fed up. She had to say goodbye to everything she had done and say no to him.

Commanding 40,000 extraterritorial demons to firmly surround the Immortal Spirit Sect, Shangguan Bingyu stood on top of the flying sword like a charming sunset, shaking his head at the quiet Immortal Spirit Sect in the dense forest and above the thousand-foot waterfall, and his face was full of gloom and sorrow.

A Heavenly Sword Sect disciple flew over and asked, "Lord Shangguan, when are we going to attack?"

Shangguan Bingyu didn't open his eyes to look at the disciples of the Sword Sect that day, and after being silent for a long time, he showed a sad smile and said lightly: "Destroy them, before the time, I don't want to see another person standing in the Immortal Spirit Sect." ”

The disciple received the order, and with a promise, Edgeworth quickly left.

"Report!!"

Another Immortal Spirit Sect disciple stumbled over, this was already the one hundred and fifty-eighth report in just one hour, and every report was like a mountain peak pressing on everyone's hearts. Looking at the extraterritorial demons surrounding the Immortal Spirit Sect like dark clouds, Xuan Qing Zhenren and the others sank to the bottom. With less than two hundred people in the Immortal Spirit Sect, how could it fight against more than 40,000 demons outside the territory?

The disciple ran to Xuanqing Zhenren and hurriedly reported loudly, "Report to the sect master, the extraterritorial demons have begun to attack!!"

Needless to say, everyone had already seen that a piece of extraterritorial evil that was pressed by the black pressure was like a rolling dark cloud towards the small Immortal Spirit Sect. Their evil screams, as if they had broken through the shackles of time and space, resounded directly in everyone's ears, shaking the little Immortal Spirit Sect to sway.

In the face of the extraterritorial demons that were pressed like stormy waves, Xuanqing Zhenren felt so powerless and small for the first time in his life.

"Fight with all your might!"

As the master of a sect and the backbone of everyone, Xuan Qing Zhenren couldn't show his powerlessness, he took a deep breath, spit out four words sonorously, and took the lead in rushing into the air. The more than a hundred disciples of the Immortal Spirit Sect who were on guard followed him without hesitation.

Fang Qin, the Ruthless Fairy and the others frowned tightly together. "Little Xuanzi, it's up to you whether we live or die. ”

Fang Qin whispered, and Edgeworth rushed forward. Zeng Nianyu, Hua Cuicui, Ruthless Fairy, and Zi'er were closely guarded by her side. The three demon spirit tigers dragged the huge soul sword, and a pair of tiger eyes looked left and right, hesitating whether to rush forward and be the target of the more than 40,000 extraterritorial demons.

"Xiaohu, if you dare to retreat, the Purple Woman will skin you first!"

Zi'er's vicious voice came from high in the sky, completely cutting off the idea of the three demon spirit tigers escaping.

"Reckless, reckless, it's all a group of reckless men! Escaping is just an expedient measure, and the strength of less than 200 people is against more than 40,000 extraterritorial demons, and suicide is not as fast as this. Poor Tiger Master...... Alas......"

Although he muttered, he finally raised the Soul Sword and chased after him. "As an amazing monster, the tiger master will not run away. Hmph, extraterrestrial demons, suffer death!!"

The strength of less than 200 people of the Immortal Spirit Sect collided with more than 40,000 foreign demons, as if a fierce tiger had collided with a group of wild wolves, and a bloody battle suddenly began.

After Ling Xuan agreed to drive away the extraterritorial demons and told him Zhang Yuelu's whereabouts, he took out two elixirs from his space bag with his backhand, gave one to Ling Xuan, and swallowed one himself. Now, the space bag was even rarer than the innate spirit treasure, and Ling Xuan secretly envied it, and also swallowed the unknown spirit pill in one gulp. 、

With the help of the elixir, after about half an hour of conditioning, Ling Xuan's ragged mana was reintegrated, not only did the injuries on his body heal, but he felt that he had cultivated all his body, and he had improved by three points compared to before. It seems that the two elixirs taken out by the old man are absolutely extraordinary. After checking up and down to make sure that his injuries had healed, Ling Xuan was secretly happy.