After a thousand years of retreat, Yaochi's girlfriend asked me to come out

"Then, how many seniors are there?"

"Two, two.

Master, brother, don't kill me, I just listened to their words because I was fascinated by ghosts for a while. "Qiaoqin tried to beg for mercy.

Only the arm behind it began to emit light.

As if calling for something.

Jiang Lan saw it.

Then stepped on.

boom!

Blood mist scattered.

Unwilling, Qiaoqin lost consciousness forever.

Jiang Lan didn't care, just looked at the position inside.

two.

Not as expected, but there is no going back.

Roar!

Suddenly, the spirit beasts beside him went crazy and started to attack Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan didn't care, just went inside, but there was a lot of blood fog on the road.

The roar of the ferocious beast also completely disappeared.

...

...

In the middle of the woods, there were two figures standing beside some big trees covered in frost.

A white-haired old man, a middle-aged man.

It's hard to find the two of them standing here.

It was as if some magic weapon had covered them.

"Fellow Daoist Fengji went to great lengths for that golden elixir." The white-haired old man Cheng San asked curiously:

"Fellow Daoist asked me about the Guxin spell before, and now he plans to use the spell to defeat his consciousness and seize control of his body.

for what?

For the first time in 30 years, no fellow Taoist could let him go. "

Fengji shook his head lightly, there was some indifference in his eyes:

"It's not that I don't want to let him go, but that the Celestials don't want him to live.

Several times I wanted to kill him directly, but it was too dangerous, and Ninth Peak was not easy to mess with.

You can only use spells to capture his mind first and control his body.

Then let him commit suicide in the Kunlun Palace.

No matter how I think about it, I won't doubt it.

By the way, teach those people in Kunlun some lessons.

The Celestials are not easy to mess with either.

Ninth Peak wanted to get angry, but couldn't find the target. "

"Isn't it obvious that they are Celestials?" Cheng San asked curiously.

"There must be evidence." Fengji looked at Kunlun and said coldly:

"The four Celestials all died in the territory of Kunlun.

Everyone knows that Kunlun's people did it.

But the Celestial Human Race never moved, because there was no evidence.

Unable to shoot.

It would be irrational to act without a brain, and it would hurt both sides.

Those four are not worthy of the Celestials.

But that person on the Ninth Peak, the Celestial Human Race must kill him. "

"But it just so happens that you are here, otherwise I really need to arrange it." Feng Ji felt a little emotional:

"It's really hard to imagine that the other party will not go down the mountain for 30 years.

I have guarded him for 30 years, and I can't imagine that if he hadn't walked out of Kunlun suddenly this time.

I'm going to do it right away.

The pressure over there is too much. "

"So that's the case, but with the strength of a fellow Taoist, he should become a direct disciple of Kunlun, right?" Cheng San asked curiously.

As for the Ninth Peak, he was not interested.

This time I came here mainly to investigate the matter of the Sirius tribe.

A Sirius family was killed, and the location should be near here.

They searched for many years before they found this side.

To be honest, it doesn't matter if you find it or not.

But when you go back, you have to have an explanation.

"Personal disciple?" Feng Ji shook his head and said:

"Impossible, unless the talent is amazing enough.

Otherwise, it is impossible to become a direct disciple.