After I died, the cold beauty fell from the altar

The night is as dark as ink, with no stars or moon. After the candles beside the stone steps are lit, the mountains and fields show a faint shadow.

The vines twisted and twisted, and the dense rhizomes stretched into the gap at the entrance of the cave. Before they poked their heads out, they were covered with frost by the cold air in the cave.

The inside of Qianyun Cave is icy cold, and the walls of the cave are almost all white, reflecting the inside like daylight.

For the person sitting cross-legged in the innermost side, there is a faint blue light in his body rising along the hanging pivot, and he gathers his energy and pushes it down with his palm, forcing it into the dantian.

Beads of sweat oozed from the forehead and slid from the cheeks, hanging on the side of the jaw, condensed into clear ice crystals by the fierce cold air.

He exhaled a puff of white smoke, feeling exhausted, distracted for a moment, and the ice-blue light in his body invaded fiercely again, almost freezing his entire waist and abdomen.

Without hesitation, he grabbed the Fengming Lihuo Pill, released his true energy to stimulate the fiery nature of the pill, and the medicinal energy flowed in continuously, dispelling the cold outside, and when it drifted into his stomach, the faint blue seemed to come alive. It was torn apart, rushing towards the Tianshu Qi Sea one after another, devouring all the medicinal energy from outside.

At that time, the gloomy light gathered and drove straight in, like a barbed iron whip poking into the ridge, and suddenly the pain was overwhelming, biting the senses, he fell on the ground, his eyes were full of intertwined bloodshot eyes, his beautiful face showed the color of decay, as if in the A flower about to wither in the fresh snow.

How could he be easily controlled by a mere cold poison!

The stern look in his eyes was frightening, he squeezed his blue and white knuckles fiercely, taking advantage of Youlan rushing to the middle of the Lingfu, he waved his palm decisively, and slapped it on his chest with all his strength!

The viscera were all shaken by the palm force, glaring bright red spewed out from the mouth, and splashed into the whole silvery white, the cold air that should have risen in the body slowly subsided and stayed in the hanging pivot.

Xu Qingyi coughed in a hoarse voice, the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth fell on his clothes, and some of them were wrapped in the cold air, turning into bright red blood beads, colliding with each other in the clothes and rolling around.

His limbs were heavy, his body was limp, and he stared blankly at the congealed blood on the ground, as if in a dream, as if he had returned to that cave back then.

The flaming energy in the boy's body surged, lines of golden light appeared on his body, he howled ferociously, the scorching fire filled the entire gap, even if he stepped back again and again, he was still burned to death.

Can't pass.

He just sat there, wrapping his arms around himself.

Piles of cold air covered him, wrapping him layer upon layer, gradually wrapping him into a snow-white cocoon.

In the remaining consciousness, this remnant body struggled and crawled on the ice and snow, as if it wanted to find something in the memory.

The cocoon formed by the cold air was suddenly broken, the man's movements were sluggish, he dragged himself up against the wall, and walked out tremblingly.

The wilderness was dark, and the white shadow stood in it, as if being pulled under control, stumbling towards the shadows of the lights.

The sky was pitch black, and there was no moon.

The night wind whistles, blows the bamboo corridor, and the bamboo leaves rustle, sincerely presenting a natural sound.

The candlelight in the fairy cypress lantern of the Liusi Mountain Scene swayed happily, reflecting the slender figure like a snow crane.

The elm sword legs grew by the side of the couch, the young man closed his eyes and rested his mind, noticing that the temperature around him had dropped a bit, as if a ray of cold air had slipped in from nowhere, he hurriedly opened his eyes vigilantly.

Flying white shadow knelt down a foot away from him, his eyes were closed, his fan-like eyelashes cast no shadows under his eyes, his skin was delicate and white, like transparent and shiny porcelain, and his head was scattered all over his head His black hair resembles black jade with a faint luster.

If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, come and chat with him!

If it weren't for this man's frightening appearance, he probably thought it was some evil spirit that came out of nowhere, and he would have taken out his sword and beheaded him long ago.

Unable to figure out why Xu Qingyi came, Su Wan sat up from the couch, resting her elbows on her knees, and raised her sword eyebrows lightly: "Senior brother, what do you mean by disturbing my dreams in the middle of the night? Could it be that you figured it out, and you want to come and compete with me?" Two tricks?"

Lang Lang's voice caught his ears, and the man's eyelids were slightly raised, revealing a pair of stiff, lifeless eyes.

This scene completely overlapped with the boy he had always dreamed about before.

There is something wrong with the sick young man!

Xu Qingyi's face was extremely pale, but his lips seemed to be covered with rouge. The darker vermilion overflowed from the inner lips and gradually became lighter.

In the shadow covered by the chin, there are a few drops of blood hanging, and a few more drops melted into the silk thread, like spreading red plums spread on the drawing paper.

"You are hurt?"

he asked him.

Xu Qingyi's consciousness was trapped in the long memory. He was the drenched young man, sitting shivering in the corner, staring at the raging fire on the stone platform not far away, hesitating to move forward in fear.

Until the solemn and angry shout reached his ears, his heart fell to the bottom, he stood up resignedly, and staggered towards the fire.

Roaring and roaring, the raging fire rushed towards the approaching boy like a hungry wolf, and penetrated into his heart like crazy, causing him to scream in pain.

The burning pain spurred the coldness in his body, and the two sides collided and fought each other. His frail body became a broken container. Let the ice and fire tear him apart. Every inch of his skin and bones were painful. This kind of torture made his life worse than death. , but could do nothing, had to struggle and roll on the ground in pain.

Blood foam gushed out of his mouth, the young man's eyes were blurred, the pain persisted, and he didn't even have the strength to curl up his limbs.

He is like a broken white porcelain statue, fragile and messy, and silent.

The heat approached him again, and he shrank in, subconsciously wanting to escape, even though his body was cold, he only dared to stay on the edge, secretly absorbing the tiny warmth.

The heart-burning pain of a hundred days was deeply engraved in his bones, an unending nightmare that haunted him all his life.

"do not come."

He stepped back slightly, whispering hoarsely.

Su Wan stopped the approaching steps, squatted down a step away from him, tilted his head and whispered softly: "Senior brother, I'm Zhexuan, don't you recognize me?"

He stretched out his right hand and spread out his five fingers. A cluster of amber heart fire ignited in his palm, illuminating his smiling face.

He already understood from the bottom of his heart that this guy might really treat him as a stove, and when he was so cold that he was unconscious, he would be attracted by the sun fire to roast him, which was convenient and quick.

But Xu Qingyi behaved very strangely, even if he was about to freeze to death, he was only willing to stay on the sidelines, as if he was resisting something.

He thought of this person's cold appearance like a bright moon hanging high in the sky, and with bad thoughts, he suddenly wanted to see how far this guy could do for Yang Huo?

There was a gentle smile on his face, and the gentle breeze of March in the spring seemed to be born in his eyes, warm and gentle, and at the same time he opened his hands towards him, stimulating the Yang fire in his body.

Powerful heat spread from him, filling the entire Changzhao Hall in an instant. This is Zhu Mingsheng, who is the source of all things, attracting the early birth of fireflies on the mountain top, twinkling around the hall, just like the stars left behind, the magnificent scenery is magnificent.

"Brother, come to me."

He has a gentle voice.

The person in front of him was like a shriveled snow lotus, he raised his gray eyes and stared fixedly at him, knelt and sat there for a long time, motionless.

Sick Youngko has a lot of backbone!

As time passed by, Su Wan's impatience was revealed from his brows and eyes.

He was about to put down his hands, but the white shadow in front of him suddenly bumped into his chest, when the two bodies leaned together, the light scent of Su He from this person's body was contaminating him.

He was hugged tightly by him, greedily absorbing the true qi of Yanghuo in his body, only knowing to ask for it blindly, as if his desires were insatiable.

Yang Huo's true energy was withdrawn uncontrollably, Su Wan's face turned cold, and he grabbed the person in his arms and pulled them out mercilessly: "I only let you come here, I didn't let you take it without asking!"

The person in his arms is tightly entangled with him, and it is difficult to separate, just like the ivy growing attached to him, relying on him to absorb nutrients, and then bloom more brilliant flowers for him.

Su Wan pressed his shoulders, his eyes darkened, and he bent down with all his strength, and there was a crisp sound of joint dislocation.

The man was finally forced to let go of him. He twisted his arm and whispered in his ear: "Senior brother, I don't like you like this."

It's playing with fire***!I should have known better not to test him!

He pushed him aside, as far away from him as possible.

This time he didn't bother him anymore, he just sat on the spot, unable to hang his hands down, his face was still pale, but he was not as haggard as before, his eyes were empty and blank, like a soulless body.

He leaned against the side of the couch, glanced at him up and down, and became inexplicably irritable, finally sighed, and fixed his dislocated left hand, gritted his teeth and said: "This time I will blame myself, next time I won't save you."

Xu Qingyi silently wrapped his arms around his outstretched hand, and embraced him obediently.

This person looks cute now, but when he wakes up, it will probably be another scene.

Su Wan sat down beside him, urging the fiery qi in his body to envelop the people around him, while he leaned against the wall, continuing to close his eyes and meditate.

The next day, the sky was shining everywhere, and it fell on the corpses of hundreds of fireflies around the main hall. It was probably because they were awakened too early by the fireflies that they ended up dying in the blink of an eye.

With the coldness around him, Su Wan didn't need to think about it, he first raised his finger to resist the stabbing Shuangyin sword.

Look, he was entangled with him to death last night, and confronted him with swords and swords early in the morning today. His senior brother really brought his split personality to the extreme.

He opened his eyes, and met a pair of cold and cold eyes. This man was extremely guarded against him, and asked him in a deep voice: "Why are you here?"

"Senior brother, as the master of Changzhao Palace, what's so strange about me in Changzhao Palace?"

He replied lazily, stretching himself.

Xu Qingyi was horrified, looked around in disbelief, and couldn't help but staggered back a few steps, his mind was chaotic and aching.

"Senior brother, it doesn't matter if you don't remember it, as long as I remember it clearly, the moon was dark and the wind was high last night, you came to Changzhao Hall, and you insisted on lying on the same bed with me..."

"enough!"

Those words were so harsh that his eyes cracked, and the high wall built in his heart seemed to collapse, crushing him to pieces and dripping with blood.

He originally believed that man could conquer the sky, so he went all out, but in the end, he was still defeated.

The hand holding the sword fell down, desolation came to his heart, he turned and left in a daze, leaving a phantom at the end of the bamboo corridor.

The wind poured into his mind, and Xu Qingyi became a little more awake. He saw people around the Fusheng Hall from afar, and hurriedly put away his dejected appearance, and performed the Qingzhuo formula to remove the traces of embarrassment on his body, and turned to the direction of Shuowei Peak as usual. .

The people in front of the hall looked serious and anxious. Elder He, the leader, held a red feather emergency order in his hand.

"Master, this is Hongyu's urgent order from Huanlingdao, please take a look at it."

The Red Feather Emergency Order is used to send messages between sects and sects when there is an emergency. If it is not an imminent matter, the Hong Yu Emergency Order will not be used.

Xu Qingyi took the token, and after taking off the red feather, the top of the token was shining golden, and after a while it turned into handwriting floating in the sky: monsters are raging, Huanling is attacked, I hope fellow practitioners come to help, I am very grateful!Sincerely, Jing Cun.

A short number, telling the signs of danger, in the blink of an eye, the handwriting suddenly dripped blood, dripping from the air.

"No, Huanling Dao is at stake!"

Mr. Meng Qi smelled the bloody smell and felt uneasy.

"Since writing in blood, it can be seen that his Taoism is dangerous. Huanling Dao and my Dao have been intersected for hundreds of years, and they are also the few remaining weapon refining methods in this world. If it is also destroyed, it will be a rabbit death and a fox!"

He Jing thought about the current situation in the realm of cultivation, and lamented endlessly, "Master, with such a request, crossing others is also crossing oneself. This old man is willing to take his disciples to Huanling Dao to help!"

"It's very good to save each other from the same worries, but congratulate the elder, the surprise attack of the monsters, I think it has a lot to do with the demon world! This time, it must be a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage who came out of the mountain."

After a little analysis, Yue Zhi had already made up his mind.

"A monk in the Nascent Soul Stage? Apart from Lord Qingxiao, there are only two monks in the Nascent Soul Stage. Zhexuan seldom interferes with outside affairs, so I'm afraid it's hard to persuade him."

He Jing sighed, feeling very embarrassed.

"In this case, I can only trouble the head of the sect to take his disciples for a while." Yue Zhi looked at Xu Qingyi and bowed his hands in salute.

"But once the sect master leaves, isn't there no master in my Dao sect?"

Mr. Meng Qi felt something was wrong.

"There's no need to worry about that. No news about Lord Qingxiao's retreat has leaked out. Moreover, Zhexuan's reputation is far and wide, which is enough to deter those snakes, rats, rats and ants!"

He Jing stroked his white beard.

Xu Qingyi clenched the Red Feather Emergency Order in his hand, thought over and over again, and nodded slightly: "The situation is urgent. I will set off tomorrow with my disciples. After that, I will work hard for the elders."

Everyone bowed and saluted in unison: "The leader speaks seriously! This journey is difficult and dangerous, and I hope the leader will be as cautious as the beginning. I will live up to what the leader said, guard the Taoist sect, and wait for the leader to return with honor!"

_;

After the flowers of the Wangchun tree withered, a new tree grew with pale green branches and leaves, adding a lot of greenery to the Xunyang Temple.

Two figures stood in the hall one behind the other, as if they had been standing like this for a long time.

"Senior brother, you don't have to worry about Taoist sects on this trip, Elder He is not lying,"

Mo Qiuzhe walked under the Wangchun tree, and picked up the flower hoe beside him, "That man can scare the world by just his name."

Xu Qingyi was slightly startled when he heard the words, and thought of something and said: "It's rare that you mentioned that he is so peaceful."

The man who hoeed the soil was dumb for a moment, then let out a chuckle, "If you didn't make it clear, I wouldn't have noticed it."

He pushed aside the soil, and the mouth of the yellow wine jar was exposed, and the frayed edges showed how long the years had passed.

"You buried this wine for hundreds of years, why are you willing to dig it out?"

Xu Qingyi remembered that Elder Meng had pestered his third junior brother to beg for more than half a year, but he was determined not to dig it out.

Mo Qiuzhe stared blankly at the wine jar in silence, sat on the ground for a while, let out a long breath from his chest, and threw the flower pick in his hand aside: "Brother, sometimes I even think that if he obeyed earlier Next month's Yin Wuyou Grass will be fine."

When he looked up, he saw his senior brother frowned, with a hint of incomprehension in his eyes.

He himself laughed, the fatigue slowly extended to his throat, making his neck feel stuffy, but he managed to force out his voice: "If he had taken the Sorrowless Moon Grass earlier, maybe he and I would be together What about your best friend?"

After he finished speaking, he felt that it was ridiculous, so he let out a burst of laughter, as if he was laughing at himself, and at the same time, he asked him: "Tell me, am I extremely absurd?"

_;

Cangshan in the daytime, floating clouds in the sky.

The yellow talisman paper pigeon ignited, and the ashes of the paper scattered into the mountains little by little.

A lot of time passed, and after the little apprentice searched the pharmacy and elixir up and down for a hundred and eighty times, he finally couldn't help asking: There is not even a Luohuo elixir in such a great way door?

Luo Huo Danzhu reshape the root bone, increases the effect of qi and transforms the void, for the disciples with poor roots, it is a good thing to reborn.

Because this pill is extremely difficult to make, not only does it require a lot of medicinal materials, it takes a long time to boil the fire, and it also consumes the painstaking efforts of the alchemist, so since the rise of the method of refining animals, no one has practiced this kind of pill.

Su Wan remembered that there seemed to be two in the original owner's spiritual storage bag, so he took out the spiritual storage bag and rummaged through it, but he still couldn't find it, so He Jing used the messenger Zhong Qianli to send him to Tangting Peak Library Pavilion.

What urgent matter, still need to use the messenger clock?

The Zangshu Pavilion is full of elders, all dignified and dignified, staring at the golden silk warding off evil spirits in the pavilion.

The short red needle in the center is constantly emitting black air, and after shifting back and forth, it points to the north and south sides, which is a clear indication of the alien invasion.

"It was fine a few days ago, but for some reason today, the compass turned on its own. Could it be that some kind of demon has entered the Taoist sect?"

Now that the head is not in the Taoist sect, once the vision suddenly arises, it will easily cause fear.

"According to the fact that the head of the sect has just arrived at Huanling Dao, I don't know what's going on there. Now, we must not take it lightly!"

"Zhexuan, what do you think?"

Elders, after you say something to me, you look at Su Wan who is pawing at the pages of the book.

"..."

Take your eyes to see, how else can you see?

He glanced at the pointer of the gold-threaded evil compass, the north and south sides, isn't it the direction where his Yanyan Peak is located?

If he guessed correctly, it should be that the flame energy veins on his hapless apprentice gradually decreased over time, without the cover of the energy veins, the compass instrument sensed the animal energy, and then turned around happily.

But his stupid apprentice was not a bad thing, he just wanted to find a Luohuo Pill, although he didn't know what effect it would have if it needed a Luohuo Pill.

"What the elders said is very true, Zhe Xuan has no objection."

He dealt with it casually.

"Since that's the case, pass on the order to let the disciples in the sect stand ready, and at the same time search the Dao sect wantonly, and kill any suspicious things immediately, without delay!"

He Jing gave an order, and all the elders quickly led the order to disperse.

All of a sudden, the entire Nanhua Dao looked like a storm was coming, the disciples stopped talking and laughing, and most of them were cautious, as if they were walking on the road.

The atmosphere has been tense for several days, but Changzhao Hall is still idle.

Su Wan never took Luo Jingyi's matter to heart, but casually reminded his little disciple not to run around, after all those disciples who saw him like a tiger would not dare to rush to search for Changzhao Hall.

Of course Erwa sensed the impending wind and rain, so he didn't act rashly for the time being. After skillfully putting a few Jiayingzi into the pot, he turned his head quickly, as if sensing something, and looked at the black clouds in the southeast. Big movies flooded in, making him look terrified.

The kite stayed alone in the corner, seeming to miss the laughter and laughter of the previous period. Su Wan wanted to burn it clean with a fire, but a figure in the sky rushed towards him with a sword, and his figure was shaky. When he fell, he almost fell on the stone steps of Yanyan Peak. above.

This is a disciple of which sect is unable to hold his sword steadily, so he dares to rush to his Changzhao Hall alone.

Su Wan narrowed her eyes deeply, and saw him rushing over, covered with scars and covered in blood, kneeling heavily and kowtowing, her voice trembling and hoarse: "Please help me!"

At the same time, the official bell of Tangting Peak rang, no more, no less, exactly three times.

_;

The dark demonic energy was disturbing, thousands of pitch-black sky bats with dark green eyes and fangs gathered at the barrier of the stone gate, making sharp and ear-piercing calls, and kept rushing towards the mountain gate.

Don't know when the outermost layer of the magic barrier was broken, and the disciples who had no time to evacuate died under the sharp teeth of hundreds of sky bats, and their corpses were eaten by whales. Within a moment, they turned into white bones with a few pieces of meat hanging on them. .

"Skybats are inferior and not difficult to kill. The outer disciples retreat, and the inner disciples step forward!"

The mahogany stick slammed into the ground, and the air wave shook, breaking up the rushing sky bats. He Jing clasped his palms and cast a spell, trying to supplement the seal, the ground shattered, and the giant snake tail flung out, smashing the seal.

The scarlet python broke through the ground, its eyes were like two haunting lamps, hissed, and rushed towards the inner disciple standing in front.

"Beware!"

He Jing's eyes froze, he held his magic staff in the air to condense his air, and using his body as a shield, he raised his staff and collided with the python's head, but he lost his strength and was forced to retreat a few steps!

His snow-white hair and beard fluttered, revealing a vigorous and powerful face, the veins in his arms were bulging, and the veins on his neck trembled. With a push from his whole body, he pushed back the giant python.

After the enchantment at the mountain gate disappeared, hordes of sky bats attacked the entire Nanhua Road like black clouds.

"Old He!"

Seeing that He Jing was engulfed by the shadows, Mr. Meng Qi turned pale with fright, and hurriedly pulled away to look for him, "You are too old to die, so don't prove the truth by yourself!"

"Shut up, Meng dog!"

He Jing has already cultivated a golden body, and these sky bats, which are not even considered second-level monsters, can't hurt him for the time being, but the scarlet python in front of him is hard for him to parry.

Gradually running out of strength, the giant python took no haste, as if admiring the dying struggle of its prey, its snake tail secretly exerted force, and swept it from behind!

He Jing noticed something, and when he was distracted, the fangs in front of him went straight down, piercing viciously into his right shoulder.

"Elder He!"

Chen Wang and others swung their swords to cut off the entangled sky bats, and rushed to rescue them from all directions.

"do not come!"

The old man's white beard was stained with blood, and his eyes were like blades, forcing the disciples who rushed forward desperately to stop.

Everyone became more and more powerless as they fought, and gradually discovered the anomaly in it—the sky bats were originally low-level monsters, and they could kill a large number of people with a swing of a knife. If it goes on like this, the consequences will be disastrous.

The battle at the foot of the mountain was fierce, and the young people had no time to be distracted and watched from a high place independently.

The sky bats did not rush in from one side, but from all directions, including Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, etc., and then converged to the mountain gate to attack. Obviously, someone secretly set up a grudge formation, and all beasts died of their own kind. Offended, anger accumulates and turns into gas, thus the magic power is greatly increased, and the battle is invincible.

His eyes fixed on the red light on the west mountain top, and he smiled strangely: I found it.

_;

"How is the battle at the foot of the mountain?"

Hundreds of black-clothed demons guarded the western mountain, and the leader was the first to speak out.

"Nanhua Dao has suffered heavy casualties. It has been so long. I haven't seen Lord Qingxiao and Daoist Zhexuan make a move. It seems that what the old man said is true!"

"I really didn't expect that the famous Daoist Zhexuan was finally defeated by his own sect. It's extremely ridiculous."

"It is said that he was imprisoned in a dark dungeon without seeing the light of day. He has become a useless person. When I finish the Nanhua Road, I will go to meet the person who made the world of beasts and demons fearful. What a miserable end he has now!"

Hundreds of people laughed slyly, which was extremely piercing.

"I heard you want to see me?"

Suddenly, someone asked with a smile.

The demon cultivators froze for a moment, raised their weapons, and looked in the direction of the sound.

The man with the white embroidered crane cloak under the gray moon stood in the shadows of the sky, looking solemn and dignified, with a slight smile on his eyes and lips, but he didn't have any sense of intimacy. After all, the person who walked out of the valley of evil flames is exactly the same.

"Zhexuan... Taoist Lord!"

The scene of a hundred years ago is still very vivid in my memory. The reaction of many demon cultivators was to run away, completely intimidated by his overwhelming momentum.

"Afraid of what he will do!"

The leader Moxiu gritted his teeth, "Have you forgotten what the old man said! He is not as good as before!"

The disordered crowd gradually calmed down after hearing this, as if they had taken a reassurance.

"Today we must guard the front of the formation! He is single and weak, what can he do against a hundred of us!"

As soon as the leader said this, his morale was greatly boosted, and all the demon cultivators were full of energy, with fierce eyes, wishing they could turn into hungry wolves and rush over to tear him to pieces.

Orphan rotting rat, overreaching!

There was a cold light in Su Wan's eyes, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The moment the Chixuan sword condensed in his palm, a blue shadow came with the silver sword and landed beside him.

"Who said he was single and weak!"

Mo Qiuzhe took advantage of the situation to pull the sword, and the sword's light flashed across the cheeks of the two, reflecting two pairs of sharp eyes with faint smiles.

Tsk, thought of going together.

Su Wan glanced at him lazily—as long as the accumulated resentment is cleared away, the crisis in Nanhua Dao can be easily resolved.

There were so many opponents, it was too time-consuming to be entangled by them, he pressed his jaw slightly, and said meaningfully: "Senior brother, what is the fifth form of the Xuanyin swordsmanship called?"

"Through the mirror."

Mo Qiuzhe understood instantly.

You don't need to exchange eyes, you can understand what the other person is thinking, the gray shadow is as light as a bird, the whole body is full of flames, and the sword in your hand is also glowing with fire, and one slash with the sword shocked the bones of the two or thirty people in the front row. bleed.

While the panic on everyone's faces was still there, Qingying quickly walked through a fiery road and headed straight for the eye of the mountain.

Seeing that something was going wrong, the chief demon cultivator wanted to stop it, the young man let out a sneer, and his anger filled the air. He descended into the world like a god of death in the fire, and stood in front of them.

"Since you have already met me, today, I also want to see what a miserable end you will end up in!"

The screams were endless, resounding through Xishan.

_;

In front of the mountain gate, the number of sky bats continued to increase, and the attack became more and more fierce. Once they bit a person, they immediately tore off the whole piece of flesh viciously.

Little Fatty's cultivation base was not high, and he tried his best to drive away the vicious sky bats with a stick, but he was bitten many times, his clothes were bloody, and the pain made him cry non-stop.

A celestial bat attacked his neck again, and before it was too late, the long sword flew over and cut off the celestial bat's head!

"Senior Brother Ning!"

Xiao Pangdun was overjoyed to see the person coming, and the injuries on his body seemed to be less painful.

"Junior Brother Qiu, the Master and the Palace Master have already gone to break the formation, so hold on for a while."

Ning Xuansheng wiped his tears for him, looked at his wounds, couldn't help feeling guilty, and instead stuffed a piece of candy into his palm, "I'm sorry, I'm late, if the pain is severe, eat it first Just lump candy, next, I will protect you well."

From the corner of his eye, he saw the sky bats approaching again, and he immediately recalled the long sword to protect this person.

The man in front of him has a sharp sword, a heroic figure, and has become an independent and stable appearance. While he was happy, the little fat pier suddenly felt sad: it has been a long time since the two of them sat and chatted by the dirty stove in the dining hall.

It is enough for him to think of him in his spare time, know that he is afraid of pain, and remember to secretly stuff him with sugar to relieve the pain.

The sound of the flute came, and the white-robed Taoist stepped on the sky bat and passed by, Ruyu tapped the flute hole with his fingertips, and pressed towards the scarlet python.

The sound waves formed a skynet, tied to the snake body, and continuously tightened and compressed. The giant python roared in pain, its eyes suddenly turned red, and the scales all over its body stood up, forcing the skynet open.

It went mad from the pain, bared its sharp fangs, jumped into the air, and rushed towards Li Xiyuan who was holding the flute. Taking advantage of the man's defense, it suddenly turned sharply and rushed towards the exhausted disciple!

"It happened!"

Li Xiyuan saw its intention, and hurriedly galloped down.

The speed of the python was extremely fast, so fast that ordinary people could not react. Under the mouth of the snake, Ning Xuansheng was concentrating on staring at the sky bat. He didn't want his junior brother to be injured. He didn't even know that the danger was approaching!

"Beware!"

A shrill cry came to his ears, and before the boy could turn his head, his body was violently knocked away, and he rolled away, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Before he got up, he raised his eyes in a panic, and the familiar white and tender face came into view. He smiled at him, and opened his mouth silently: Brother, I miss you very much.

After you left Jingqian Pavilion, I missed you very much.

I know that you have become my own star, but you are still willing to illuminate me who does not shine, I think it's great.Now, it's finally time for me to protect you.

The figure of the little fat pier was swallowed by the swooping python, leaving only a strong smell of blood.

His junior brother was obviously so afraid of pain, but he pushed him away without hesitation.

Ning Xuansheng watched this scene helplessly, astonishment took root on his face, the blood in his whole body seemed to be congealed, and he couldn't even say the word "don't". After a while, tears were like broken beads. One by one, overflowing the eye sockets uncontrollably.

_;

Xishan returned to silence, where the red light flooded, the eyes were formed according to the five elements and eight trigrams, and the golden threads were intertwined, intertwined to form a red circular mirror light.

After Mo Qiuzhe took a look, he stabbed into the mirror with force with his sword, and the scorching heat suddenly came from the sword, making him frown, and hurriedly condensed his true energy on the sword, confronting the scorching heat.

From the corner of the eye, he caught sight of Su Wan walking towards him. He stretched his brows and looked at him calmly with his usual expression.

Destroy the formation eye, and the matter will come to an end.

It's just that Mo Qiuzhe held the sword for a long time without moving, but looked straight at him, which made Su Wan feel strange.

It happened that the screams at the foot of the mountain were terrible and desolate, as if encountering a fierce and powerful enemy.

"Go and help them, I'm here."

Mo Qiuzhe's voice was deep and his face was cold.

"So eager to let me go, what shame do you have?"

He saw his thoughts at a glance and snorted coldly.

"Xuanyin swordsmanship No. 13 style."

This person didn't hide it, and said directly, "I said, you despicable dog is not worthy of learning at all."

The difference from before was that there was no mad hatred on this man's face, but only the stillness of stagnant water.

"Row,"

Su Wan pulled his lips into a smile, turned around and left suddenly, before leaving, he turned his head sideways, narrowed his cold eyes, and said viciously,

"Just stick to your No.13 pose until you die!"

_;

Exhausted and injured, Chen Wang stared blankly at what happened in front of him, terrified, in pain, but unable to do anything, at that moment he realized how insignificant the powerful power he thought was.

What about that person?

He thought of the "god" he admired so much in his heart.

Where is he?

He looked around, but couldn't find the figure for a long time.

Chen Huan's heart overflowed with coldness, he always felt that something was slowly collapsing, his arms gradually became heavy, and the movement of swinging the sword became sluggish.

The Sky Bat spotted this opportunity and attacked at his vital point!

When the time was imminent, a raging fire surged out of nowhere, and the black sky bats in the sky instantly ignited, scattered and fluttered one after another, still unable to escape the fate of being burned by the fire.

Huiying charged at the fire, swung a few sword qi and hit the ferocious boa constrictor seven inches, causing it to fall heavily to the ground, curling its tail tightly.

Although the sky bats are temporarily reduced, if the formation is not broken, they will still become more and more powerful.

The sky bats from all directions kept gathering, almost covering the daytime. Mo Qiuzhe looked at the only ray of skylight above his head, and pierced the mirror light with determination. The crimson exploded, and the fiery and anxious rushed towards him. The whole person is engulfed in it.

This kind of movement naturally attracted people at the foot of the mountain to look back at the top of the mountain. For a moment, all the dark sky bats in the sky burst spontaneously and shattered into black ash. The sins that cannot be washed away are all over the place.

This dog used his most proud swordsmanship to save the entire Nanhua Dao.

Su Wan snorted, if he hadn't held back those demon cultivators himself, how could he have had the opportunity to open his eyes so quickly!This damned Mo Qiuzhe took him as a stepping stone, and even said that he was not worthy of learning the No. 13 Xuanyin Sword Art!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, his eyes were darkened, ignited with anger, and he went to the top of the Western Mountain full of hostility.

_;

The light of the sky breaks through the clouds, which is the image of the rebirth of all things.

Only the top of the mountain seems to have been burnt, it is burnt, and all vitality is swallowed up by the fireworks, leaving only a burning sensation.

Su Wan's face turned cold, and she couldn't help speeding up her pace, walking towards the location of the formation.

The five elements and eight trigrams entwined with golden thread were burnt to the ground long ago, but the man was still in place. He held the sword and stabbed down resolutely, leaving no room and no turning back.

The blooming crimson did not make him breathe again, but made him stay forever at the moment when he stabbed with the sword.

Even, there was only one body that was burned stiff, scorched black, and whose face could not be seen clearly.

Su Wan didn't care about this, he stared blankly at the corpse's right leg, which was different from the left leg, his right leg was a prosthesis made of burnt wood and rough iron.

"You broke your leg, I told you."

My mind went back to the time when they first met, and the words they said in the past still echoed in my ears.

"I just... want to take his leg."

No wonder he seemed to have been exposed at that time, his eyes were blood red, he scrambled to get the broken sword on the ground, and wanted to chop him like crazy.

It turned out that Mo Qiuzhe was missing a leg.

The preaching bell rang again, long and lonely, no more, no less, exactly five tones to offer sacrifices to the dead and comfort their spirits in heaven.

After death, if the soul is still there, it can be reincarnated.

But Mo Qiuzhe, there is no way to even reincarnate.

This idiot sacrificed his body to the formation, and his three souls and seven souls were all washed away, and he didn't know where they were scattered.

It's him who is stupid and insists on showing off.

Yes, he is stupid.

Su Wan leaned on the wicker chair, looked at the green bamboo leaves, and slowly closed his eyes.

The sun is shining brightly and the spring is beautiful.

The teenagers in moon white clothes hurried through the mountains with their swords, their expressions were tense and flustered, as if there was something vicious behind them chasing them.

The boy who fell at the end looked gloomy, slowed down his pace, clenched his fists unconvinced, and hurried back quietly while the people in front were not paying attention.

As soon as he reached the mountainside, someone came over with Yujian and grabbed him: "Fifth Junior Brother, don't be arrogant! That fifth-order monster is so fierce. If I don't practice enough, how can I deal with it?"

"It's you who don't practice enough! If you are afraid, go away! I can deal with it alone!"

The young man shook off his hand viciously, and met a vicious and ugly three-headed monster head-on. It looked like a cow, a horse, and a deer. Its six eyeballs glowed with a ferocious blue light. Hit him!

"court death!"

The young man drew his sword and swooped forward. The blade of the sword hit its head, making the sound of a hard object colliding.

He obviously did not expect that this monster