Brother is too cold

Wen Guyye's spirit sword was still chasing the tail of the black flood dragon.

Following the quick and complicated movements of his left hand, the spirit sword slashed left and right towards the tail of the black flood dragon, two or three of the five swords must have pierced the bloody wound of the monster.The black flood dragon suffered from pain, and its speed was a little slower.Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wen Guye finally found a slightly usable magic weapon.

an umbrella.

The ribs and surface of this gold-plated umbrella are all mixed with black gold during the refining process, the amount is not too much, but it can always withstand the blow of the black flood dragon.After one blow, his spirit sword could return to his hand.

Thinking this way, Wen Guyye was about to open the gilded umbrella when he suddenly felt something extra at hand.

is a sword.

The blade was black and thick, and Weng Ming shook, and he burrowed into his palm.

Ji Lianzhou's consciousness flashed across his sea of ​​consciousness: "Little brother also relies on me occasionally."

...Ji Lianzhou's natal magic weapon, apart from his spirit sword, is probably the closest weapon to him.

A burst of golden light flashed, the gold-plated umbrella disappeared from Wen Guye's palm, and the Wuming sword was held.The moment his palm touched the hilt of the sword, Wen Guye clearly felt the cheers of Wumingjian.

The black flood dragon was already close enough to swallow him, he didn't hesitate anymore, and swung his sword down in front of him!

There is no swordsmanship, no rules, just a pure wave with all the spiritual power in the whole body.But what the sword was facing was the exposed, soft and fragile mouth of the black flood dragon, which almost split the monster in half!

The next moment, Wen Guye's natal spirit sword finally caught up, and he manipulated it to stab heavily into the body of the black flood dragon.When the sword touched the inner alchemy, the black flood dragon that had been split from its mouth was still resisting in the corner, perhaps knowing that it was facing a catastrophe of life and death at this moment, the black flood dragon completely gave up its body defense, and scales left its body one by one, heading towards it Stab where the two human monks in front of you are!

As long as the inner alchemy can be kept, it can always recover little by little...

In the heart of Hei Jiao who has given birth to some sanity, such thoughts are very clear.

Wen Guyye would not give it another chance.

With a slight deflection of his natal spirit sword, he dug out the inner alchemy of the black flood dragon from the body of the monster.The black flood dragon finally neighed, the connection between Neidan and itself is still there, but it has no strength to take it back.

Losing the pill that carried [-]% of the spiritual power in the whole body, the body weakened at the fastest speed.The scales are gone, there are wounds all over the body, and the mouth is bleeding...

Neidan was put into the mustard space by Wen Guyye.

Hei Jiao looked at him, with endless sadness in his eyes after the endless violence passed.

... Such a monster will also be sad.

Wen Guyye stared at it without avoiding it until the eyes were closed.

Ji Lianzhou has come from afar, and suggested to Wen Guyye: "Should we put it in the mustard space first? After picking the lotus that the little brother said, let's go back to Xishan."

It's not to fight for the remaining little golden bell fruit.When he was planning to use this as bait, Ji Lianzhou never thought of Jin Zhongshu again.

However, the matter of Xishan has not been arranged yet, and the scapegoat has not been pushed out.When Li Huaxue opened the Kunlun Formation, she never expected to suffer such a heavy loss.

Wen Guye had no objection to this.The body of the black dragon was put into Ji Lianzhou's mustard space, and the two returned to the cloud lotus where the black dragon had wandered before, looking for the most special one among them.

The lotus is actually not hard to find.The black flood dragon was dead, and the cover on the lotus pond gradually disappeared.Among the endless lotus leaves, the most vigorous one is their goal.

The overlapping petals are bent upwards, wrapping the fragrant stamens.Occasionally, there was a golden light flowing on the petals, Wen Guye only took a look, then stopped Ji Lianzhou and said: "Pick it later."

Ji Lianzhou was surprised: "What's wrong?"

Wen Guye took out a small mirror.Only the palm-sized mirror illuminated the lotus for a quarter of an hour before he took it back.

Ji Lianzhou has already seen some tricks: "Little brother thinks there is a problem with the route of the flower's aura?"

Wen Guye said: "It can't be said that it is a problem. Anyway, let's go back and see."

Ji Lianzhou said yes.

He picked lotus flowers, and he still picked many lotus pods beside him.Ripe lotus seeds are white, tender and plump, and every moment is worth a bottle of high-quality jade elixir.

Looking at the endless lotus pond again, Ji Lianzhou sighed: "It's a pity that we don't have a magic weapon that can accommodate this lotus pond..."

Wen Guyye glanced at him and said, "Don't be greedy."

Ji Lianzhou said: "That's right. What we got this time is enough for us to practice for another hundred thousand years... At that time, you and I will both be distracted, and we will be a couple of gods and immortals." At the end, his tone was full of affection .

Wen Guye's heart moved slightly, but he felt that Ji Lianzhou was really nasty... So he coughed lightly: "Go to Xishan."

Ji Lianzhou smiled and said, "Okay."

Naturally good.

There are still 20 days until the Kunlun formation is closed.

The speed of removing the black flood dragon was much faster than their original plan. The two thought that when they came back, only the patriarch of the Jinjihu clan would still resist.

Not this time.In addition to the patriarch, there are more than a dozen golden tigers.A few of them were wounded, but they still held on to their spirits and walked around under the golden bell tree.

The human monks formed a circle around the periphery, and each monk held a magic weapon in his hand, staring at it.

Ji Lianzhou walked around the crowd, and soon found the monk who was already dead in his heart.How dare to offend the person on his heart, it is really unforgivable!

He locked the opponent's aura fluctuations, and then turned to observe the golden bell tree guarded by the Jinjihu clan.

There should have been many fruits hanging on the tree, like golden bells, making a pleasant and crisp sound as the breeze blew by.

At this moment, Ji Lianzhou could only see some wreckage, and the only remaining half-foot-tall golden bell fruit hidden under the dense leaves!

And the head of the Jinjihu clan will fight to the death, just to keep this fruit.

It is not easy.Ji Lianzhou didn't think sympathetically.

As the remaining time became shorter and shorter, the human monks became more and more anxious.It was a rare opportunity, but this time it was presented to him with the hands of the Xiaoyao Sect.If they can't grasp it anymore, how will they stay in the cultivation world in the future?

Wen Guyye just stood there, it was a signboard.

The monks who had left behind him gradually came up again, with a much more respectful attitude than last time.Everyone is testing him. Since they can know the secret of Jin Zhongshu's presence in advance, is there any way to get all the remaining Jin Jihu and the Jin Zhong fruit?

Wen Guye looked at the people around him.

Most of them have never appeared in the outline.

In the battle between Ji Yuan and Moxiu, these people might just be cannon fodder that was swept away.Now they are all talking to him, and their personality is no longer labeled as "greedy", "fame and fortune" and so on.

But if he looks at a person for a long time, he will still see the words emerging from the other person.

That is, Ji Lianzhou will not make him feel this way.

...In the final analysis, is it because he really sees Ji Lianzhou as a "person"?

The former Mozun, and now the Xiaoyaozong junior brother can speak well, and within three days, he united everyone together.He deliberately concealed his cultivation, and Wen Guye occasionally helped to cover it up, which made most people mistakenly think that these two former monks from Cang were in the distraction stage.

Strength is confidence.That senior brother had a bad temper, but the junior junior seemed to be very talkative... Soon, those people who surrounded Wen Guyye came to him again.

Fifteen days left.

Ji Lianzhou showed his hand a little, taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the Jinjihu patriarch, commanding a group of monks to attack suddenly, causing all the Jinjihus except the patriarch to fall.Facing the huge booty, many monks began to make moves again.

Without mercy, Ji Lianzhou picked out a jumping tall one, and killed it with a single blow!

That monk is at the peak of Nascent Soul, and it is said that Ji Lianzhou's state is still slightly lower than him at the moment.But before the attack, Ji Lianzhou's spirit sword had sealed the power of Wen Guye's blow.

With the spirit sword in its sheath, he looked around at the crowd, showing a kind and gentle but trembling smile: "Including his Nascent Soul Magical Artifact, are you still willing to do it with me? It was agreed in advance that the things here are After the matter is over, it will be distributed to everyone, and Jin Zhongguo also depends on his own ability. What I want is that you can listen to me right now."

There was the previous killing of chickens and monkeys, but this time, no one made a sound.

The monk who had attacked Wen Guyye was mixed in the crowd, unaware that he had been targeted by the devil.He is even proud that he can afford it and put it down, and it is beneficial to hold it, so it doesn't matter if he lowers his head a little.

For the next few days, the monk was surprised by his good luck.

It was he who gave Jin Jihu the patriarch the final blow, and he was the one closest to Jin Zhongguo!

The rest of the monks were all jealous, even Ji Lianzhou showed just right jealousy at this time.As for Wen Guyye, the cultivator glanced at the cold and dusty male cultivator who had been standing aside, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

What kind of great power should I be, and I have suffered such a disadvantage, and I still don’t abandon those useless etiquette, righteousness and shame.The disciples sent by each sect are not good at this point, Yumu brains, don't know how to adapt at all.

But he didn't know that Ji Lianzhou had been pinching the time.After he got the golden bell fruit, there was still no more, no less, before the closing of the big formation, a full three days.

Although the time is not long, it is enough for the monks to snatch it.

During this time, Ji Lianzhou and Wen Guye still maintained their old-fashioned and rigid appearances. They only congratulated the monk a few words, and followed what Li Huaxue said half a year ago, and went to the plain in the center of the formation.

The cultivator shouted hoarsely in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Yuhuang, Yuze, fellow Taoists! Don't go, don't go! I'll give you half of the Jinjihu Neidan, save me!"

Wen Guyye pretended not to hear.He didn't even ask Ji Lianzhou why he chose this person.

Ji Lianzhou smiled, and said to the man with his usual soft voice: "This fellow Taoist, I'm really sorry. The result is out, and the first rule of my Xiaoyao Sect is to be convinced when losing, and not to cause trouble again. "

Undoubtedly nonsense.

The major event was over, and by this time, Wen Guye seemed to be a little more relaxed.He listened to Ji Lianzhou's words word for word, and the corners of his lips curved almost imperceptibly.

...Naturally, Ji Lianzhou noticed it, and they rubbed each other's ears again.

Ji Lianzhou didn't really ignore the monk.If you are dead, how can you use it as a shield?

But it was just to protect him from death.As for what to do after leaving Kunlun in the past three days, it was out of his consideration.

There are many people on the plain, and it is really inconvenient for him to pay attention to the scale when he is intimate with Wen Guyye.

Finally, the three days were over, a burst of golden light filled the air, and the next moment, everyone returned to the two mountains where they entered the battle.

Li Huaxue was already waiting for them.At this time, the expression of the new head of Kunlun was the same as before.She didn't know what happened in the secret realm yet, and she only briefly expressed her congratulations to the monks who had successfully entered the battle, then turned and left.

But before she left, she dropped a big piece of news.

"Before everyone entered the battle, I said, I hope there will be no Qianlongyuan in the world. But you also know that at this time, one of the demon cultivators in Qianlongyuan has entered the Mahayana... But between you and me, for ten thousand years, If the distracted cultivator does not stop moving forward, he has long since fallen."

"A hundred years ago, I don't know which great power got rid of Yu Wen, one of the four generals of the Demon Realm, in Qianlongyuan."

"And during the period when you entered the battle, several veterans of the Sanxiu League, together with Ding Xingxuan of Cangyuan Xiaoyaozong, Ru Yanyuan of Beichen Palace, etc., went to Longwoyuan."

"The other two of the four generals of the Demon Realm, Gong Tu and Ke Xi, are dead!"

Such a long paragraph is too long for a character created by Bingshan.

——Wen Guye only wanted to say this when others were amazed.

Ji Lianzhou next to him frowned, he didn't see any joy at all, he just muttered to himself: "Could it be that Wang Sanwu used that thing?"