Unlike the other realms, in the Middle Realm, the Heavenly Holy Land is the absolute overlord, and no one can surpass it. The Ten Halls of Tongtian, no matter which hall is not under the Blue Scar Sect, there are more than 10 million disciples.

The vast middle region, there are many sects, and no one can stand out from it. The sword blade of the Holy Land is pointed, and no one dares to touch its edge.

In the Demon Fire Cave, Qianshou was sitting cross-legged and cultivating, and suddenly took out a transmission note from his arms, and after the aura flickered, his brows furrowed slightly, and his figure swept out in an instant, heading towards the Drifting Snow Palace.

Ever since Lin Jiuxiao went into retreat a few years ago, he had lied that he had beaten Leng Xiao into the Demon Fire Cave to refine the Red Soul Seal. The method of refining the red soul seal takes the soul of the human being, the earth fire, the wind, and the heavy water for thousands of days, and then condenses and forms with people who practice secret arts.

It will take no less than ten years. It's been a long wait, but it's worth it. The art of soul induction, the subtlety of this, is better than the art of divination and astrology.

Two hours later, Qian Shou suddenly stopped outside the Drifting Snow Palace, and a disciple hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Peach Hall Master!"

"Stand down!" Qianshou only waved his hand, and the disciple hurriedly retreated, not daring to stop in the slightest.

There was a white-haired old man, who was outside the mountain gate of the Drifting Snow Palace, and when he saw Qianshoulai, he couldn't help but smile, and turned around and asked: "Old man, Xie Yunlei, the great elder of the Blue Sprint Sect in the Southern Regions, dare to ask Your Excellency if you are the master of the Peach Red Palace?"

If you want to visit a sect, how can you come unprepared? Among some people in the rivers and lakes, they can easily find out the information about the recent Heavenly Holy Land.

The mean-looking man in front of him, although his cultivation was inferior to him, he was already the master of the first hall, and Lin Jiuxiao was in retreat, and this matter of the Heavenly Holy Land could almost be decided by one person.

Xie Yunlei looked at the person in front of him, although he came to ask for help, he was also a little worried in his heart. This holy land is both good and evil, once Lin Jiuxiao breaks through, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not make a move against the Southern Regions.

"Tongtian Holy Land Senluo Hall Lord Pink. I don't know if Elder Xie is in a hurry to visit, but there is something important?" Qianshou said indifferently, as if he did not put the old man in front of him in his eyes. Without thinking about it, he also knew the purpose of Xie Yunlei's trip.

Seeing Taohong's attitude, Xie Yunlei couldn't help but smile slightly. If you ask for help, you can only whisper. He arched his hand and said: "Don't hide it from the master of the Peach Palace, the old man came here on this trip because of the order of the sect master, and he wants to use your holy land to help and return a peace in the southern region." ”

Qianshou only looked at Xie Yunlei indifferently, and said a little impatiently: "If you only come here for this matter, Elder Xie can leave." ”

Seeing that Xie Yunlei was about to say something more, Tao Hong suddenly turned around, her eyes were quite cold, and she said coldly: "Elder Xie has to think clearly, it is easy to ask God to send God." ”

After that, Qianshou has left without looking back.

Looking at Qianshou's back, Xie Yunlei only smiled bitterly, and didn't dare to say anything more. Such a result was already expected by him.

With a sigh, he turned and hurried back, wasting two months in vain. His face was slightly relaxed, although Qianshou refused to help, but it also reflected from the side that Lin Jiuxiao was now lacking in skills.

As long as Lin Jiuxiao does not come out and the Holy Land of Heaven does not move, even if it is difficult, as long as the righteous path of the Southern Regions is connected with the same qi, it is not without the power to resist.

Moreover, the Western Regions Buddhism Gate and the Northern Regions Daomen will never sit idly by. Under the checks and balances of the two, the only thing that the Southern Regions Righteous Path has to face is the Demon Cultivator and the Sword Pavilion.

Xie Yunlei thought about it like this, and his heart was a little settled. He put Demon Cultivation and Sword Pavilion in the first two, but he didn't take Ghost Cultivation and Evil Cultivation to heart.

Ghost cultivation is natural, resentment is born, don't say the Southern Regions, looking at the five regions, there are very few people who are famous in the rivers and lakes, and it is difficult to become a big weapon. As for the evil, the faceless is dead, and the shrimp soldiers and crabs will be generals, so there is no need to worry.

But for some reason, the more he thought about the comfort, the more worried he felt in his heart.

Qian Shou stood in front of the mountain gate of the Drifting Snow Palace, and said to the disciple who was guarding the door: "The Holy Lord is about to cross the catastrophe, and it is not appropriate to cause more trouble. In the future, if such idlers come to disturb them, they will be sent directly. ”

There are no years of practice, and there are a few springs and autumns at a glance. It has been more than ten years since Lin Jiuxiao's retreat. In the past ten years, almost all the affairs of the Holy Land have been taken care of by Qianshou.

Mo said that this ordinary gatekeeper disciple is the master of each hall, and he must also be polite to him. There are jealous people, secretly sighing that the dog Taohong followed the right master, so that he could ascend to the sky in one step, and with the cultivation of the virtual baby, he could be in charge.

Before he talked to Xie Yunlei, this gatekeeper disciple was still in awe of him, but it was only a few words, but the meaning in the eyes of this gatekeeper disciple was completely different.

A chill ran in Qianshou's heart for no reason, and from the eyes of this gatekeeper, he saw a little fear, a little surprise, a little confusion, and some complicated meanings.

"Old friend, don't come unharmed!"

His eyes suddenly froze, but he saw that the disciple who guarded the door suddenly grew his mouth and roared, but he couldn't make a sound, which looked weird and inexplicable.

This disciple's muscles were bruised, and patches of patterns slowly appeared on his skin. If you look closely, this so-called pattern is just the veins of his body, bright red as blood.

Qianshou suddenly raised his hand and patted it, this disciple still opened his mouth widely, but his eyes became strange and inexplicable, and he instantly raised his hand and slapped Qianshou, scattering all the soft power of Qianshou's palm.

With only this delay, even if it is a thousand years, it will be difficult to save this person.

I saw that the flesh and blood of this gatekeeper suddenly bloomed, as if a flower bud was blooming, and there were countless cracks. The blood continued to condense to form a blood-stained peach blossom.

Behind the peach blossoms, a face that is indistinguishable from Qianshou is slowly revealed.

"Peach!" Qianshou frowned, not a little surprised in his heart.

He already knew that Peach was out of trouble, and he was always worried in his heart, but he never waited for Peach to appear. It can come sooner or later, and when it should come, it will never be absent.

With a big pink hand, his five fingers suddenly closed, and the disciple who guarded the door was refined into a blood-red elixir by him. This elixir seemed to be boiling hot at first, as if it was burning, and after a few breaths passed, it was already unremarkable.

He gently stuffed this elixir into his mouth, rolled his throat, and only exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, a life, and disappeared from this world so easily, and there was no trace to be found.

He raised his eyes to look at Qianshou and smiled softly: "Thank you Brother Qian, who has taken care of the holy land for Tao in the past few years." It's just that I've been bothering Brother Qian for too long, and in the future, it's better for Tao to do it himself. ”

When the peach voice fell, Qianshou's eyes closed and opened, and the world in front of him had turned into a peach forest. The scene of snow in the sky is no longer there, and the pieces that are falling one after another are delicate peach blossoms.

Qianshou's face was instantly solemn: "The realm of real babies!"

A golden curved blade emerged in Chishou's hand, exuding a fierce power. Peach only glanced at it lightly, this scimitar was a spiritual treasure given to him by Lin Jiuxiao, called the gilded moon blade, but it was taken away by Qianshou.

Unfortunately, he never cared.

Heavy soldiers, heavy moves. Those who do not have heavy troops will practice heavy spells.

And he is this second kind of person.

More than ten years ago, he couldn't block two moves under Qianshou, but now, with just a wave of his sleeves, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the peach blossoms in the sky turned into a tornado, and in just a moment, he swallowed Qianshou.

"Peach, even if you break through the realm of real babies, you are definitely not the opponent of this seat!"

In the peach blossom tornado, a gap was suddenly opened, revealing a figure. But it was Qianshou who stepped on the ground with both feet, folded wrists, and opened his palms up and down, and Shengsheng scattered the tornado.

With a movement of his fingers, the gilded moon blade slashed through an arc, which he held tightly in his hand, and between swings, endless flames ignited everywhere he went, burying all the peach blossoms in the sea of fire.

Vaguely, the pink lips and teeth trembled slightly, as if uttering a syllable, and the peach blossoms that had not yet been burned suddenly exploded, blowing up the sea of fire.

When the aftermath dissipated, only Qianshou was left in the same place, and Peach had long since disappeared, leaving only a faint sentence echoing in his ears: "Shengwei Qianshou is really worthy of his name, Tao is willing to bow down, and come back to ask for advice another day!"

Qianshou's fingers tightened slightly, and he didn't know what kind of medicine the peach gourd was selling. But at this moment, Lin Jiuxiao's summons sounded in his ears again.

Outside this Drifting Snow Palace, such a big movement could not escape Lin Jiuxiao's perception. But it only takes a few words from him to fool the past.

Lin Jiuxiao's cold voice came from the hall: "Qianshou is about to move, you must be prepared, you should prepare early!"

"Yes, my subordinates know. ”

Qianshou slowly retreated, and the matter was turned over without danger. Although Lin Jiuxiao's words were indifferent, he still heard a trace of anxiety and irritability from Lin Jiuxiao's tone.

At this moment, he had a slight guess, perhaps, Taohong's move was to disturb Lin Jiuxiao's state of mind and make it difficult for him to break through.

How many people have died on top of these triple tribulations? The more people like Lin Jiuxiao are extremely thoughtful, the more they lose the courage and conviction to make a desperate bet.

I don't know why Peach did this, but it's not bad. It's just that there is a pink that may disrupt the situation at any time, and there are undoubtedly many more variables.

Qianshou stood proudly in the clouds, in the mist, facing the coldness, but his brows were tightly twisted together. Lin Jiuxiao was in retreat in the secret room of the Drifting Snow Palace, and the ice coffin where Xiao Jianghua's body was stored was a hundred feet below this secret room.

Once he acts rashly, he will definitely be noticed by Lin Jiuxiao. And the disciples and elders of the Drifting Snow Palace, although he can save him, even if he releases it, how many steps can he escape?

Incubated for several years, nothing came of it. He was bitter in his heart, and perhaps the only variable was Leng Xiao.

Under the shade of the tree, Shi Mad was still asleep, snoring and shaking the sky, he was extremely relaxed, and completely put his own safety in Leng Xiao's hands.

Leng Xiao took out a transmission note from his finger, and it didn't take long to receive Xie Yunlei's transmission.

All the disciples had returned to their respective sects safe and sound, and he no longer needed to lurk. Xie Yunlei is calling him back to the sect.

"All?"

Leng Xiao let out a long breath of turbidity, these two words, including Qiu Yansheng, Nangong Junwan, Zhang Cuihua and others when he had never seen him, the situation was developing towards the side he was most worried about.

"Brother Xiao frowned, but what happened?" The teacher who was snoring suddenly looked bright, and with a pair of eyes the size of copper bells, he looked directly at Leng Xiao.

Leng Xiao also looked at the person in front of him, opened his mouth, but just said lightly: "There is good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Hearing this, the teacher sat up straight and said, "Then listen to the good news first." ”

"The good news is that the remaining missing monks don't need to be searched for by you and me, and they have returned to their respective sects safely. ”

Shi Mad raised his eyelids, but he didn't have any mood fluctuations, and only said: "If that's the case, Shi has already guessed the bad news." ”

Leng Xiao nodded slightly and said no more. The expression on his face was even more bland than that of the madness.

"In that case, shouldn't you go to the Blue Scar Sect next?" said the master wildly.

Leng Xiao's body trembled imperceptibly, but in the wind, his long hair and clothes were always flying, and he couldn't see his changes clearly.

He raised his head and said, "Master Protector wants to go together?"

Hearing this, Shi Mad suddenly patted Leng Xiao on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Xiao's words are beyond the eye, since you are going to recapture the Eye Fairy Dew, Shi should help you!"

In this regard, Leng Xiao smiled lightly and said, "It's just snatching something from the hands of a Jindan junior, you don't have to trouble the Dharma Protector." Don't miss a big thing because of Xiao's personal matter. ”

"Most of the elite soldiers and strong generals under the Ghost Head Tuo are the demon king's cronies, and there are actually very few people available to him, so he must secretly recruit talents, just like the Huaiyu girl in the Fuxiang Pavilion. These things still need to be paid more attention to by the Dharma Protector. ”

When Shi mad heard this, he immediately nodded, no longer insisted, and said, "Okay, then you and I will act separately! Brother Xiao, take care!"

"Master Protector, take care. ”

The two clasped their fists and walked away. Until I couldn't see my back anymore, I didn't know that the other party had stopped and looked back, and there was a bit of a complicated look in my eyes.

Leng Xiao raised his finger and slid it lightly on his face, and his face regained his youthfulness. He walked towards the Blue Mark Sect, but his heart fell in the demon domain for some reason, and landed in the valley.

Blue Mark Sect, outside the mountain gate.

Leng Xiao galloped and landed outside the mountain gate. Immediately, a group of disciples stepped forward to check, and the leader was none other than Chu Tiankuo.

After the disappearance of all the outstanding juniors under the sect, Chu Tiankuo was even more comfortable in the sect, and was cultivated as the only hope, and even replaced Luo Hai with Jin Danxiu and sat on the position of the master of the torture hall.

He saw Leng Xiao's figure from afar, and immediately stepped forward quickly, greeted Leng Xiao with warmth, waved his hand at the martial law disciples around him and shouted: "Don't you even know Leng Xiao's junior brother?

When those disciples heard this, they hurriedly bowed and retreated.

Although Chu Tiankuo greeted each other, his expression and words were quite contemptuous, and this kind of behavior was just deliberately making Leng Xiao ugly.

Leng Xiao and those rescued monks just returned with their front and back feet, and he only thought that Leng Xiao was also rescued, which was ironic in his words.

"At the beginning, you and I were ordered to lurk in the demon clan, but fortunately, Senior Brother Leng is safe today, otherwise the Great Elder will be sad!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Chu, for your concern. Leng is in crisis step by step, not as leisurely as Senior Brother Chu, and it is indeed unfilial piety as a disciple to worry the master. ”

Leng Xiao's words were cold, and he walked towards the door, leaving only Chu Tiankuo, who had an ugly face, frozen in place, gritting his teeth.