There is a tree in the mountain of demon immortals with broken sleeves

Jiang Miluo didn't dare to slack off, and led a group of people to chase after Jiang Weiqi, while Jiang Liyong and Mu Jiutian hurried to Pushan.

Jiang Liyong's heart was hanging in the air, he couldn't go up, and he couldn't go down, which made him really uneasy.

Jiang Liyong secretly prayed in his heart that Mount Pu would be safe, but he didn't know that the top of Mount Pu had already turned into a battlefield.

Countless white-clothed disciples stood neatly in front of Shanyuan Hall, raised their swords and adjusted their spirits to prop up a barrier to cover Shanyuan Hall and the rear hall.

Other disciples fought with Xi Chen's monsters. The big monster with a human face and body kept slapping the barrier with its palms, causing the disciples of Shi Ling to maintain the barrier to change wave after wave.

Xichen led Tong'er and stood in the center of the trial field. He looked coldly at the killing around him, and after a long silence, Xichen asked softly, "Tong'er, have you found the Zongyin?"

Tong'er closed her eyes, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, then opened her eyes and said: "My lord, Tong'er is useless, I can't see where Zong Yin is hiding."

Xichen smiled lightly: "It's nothing, it must be that old guy who cast the enchantment, you are still young, and your cultivation base is not enough, it's normal that you don't see it."

Tong'er was a little disappointed, she held Xi Chen's hand tightly, Xi Chen touched his head, and then called out to the big monster with a human face and bear body: "Manman, come here."

The big monster with a human face and a bear body stopped his hands, his face was hurt, he walked to Xichen with difficulty, and bowed slightly to salute.

Xi Chen hugged Tong'er and said, "You take care of Tong'er."

The big monster reached out to hug Tong'er, Xi Chen said softly: "Tong'er, wait obediently, I will be back soon."

Tong'er responded, "My lord, be careful."

With a slight movement in Xi Chen's mind, he summoned the crooked staff, turned around gracefully, twisted his wrist, put the crooked staff on his shoulders, and strode towards the barrier set by the disciple of Shanyuanzong.

Tong'er raised her head and asked innocently: "Manman, do you not like the name I gave you?"

The big monster shook his head, and Tong'er pouted: "You're a liar, you obviously don't like it, every time adults call you pretty, you're not happy."

The big monster still shook his head, Tong'er gave him a blank look, then turned to look at Xi Chen.

Seeing Xichen approaching, the disciples of Shanyuanzong held their breaths, held their swords tightly, and stared at Xichen.

With a flick of Xi Chenxin's hand, the bowed staff came out, and a huge layer of magic energy burst out. The magic energy collided with the barrier, and the white-clothed disciples were shocked and retreated slightly.

"A group of ants!"

There was an evil smile on the corner of Xichen's lips, he retracted the bent staff, and suddenly pressed down with his right hand, and the bent staff plunged straight into the ground, a jet of black magic lingered around Xichen's body, and the white-clothed disciples held their breath again.

After the crooked staff entered the ground, cracks formed horizontally across the entire trial field, countless black air gushed out from the cracks, and the gushing black air gradually transformed into monsters of various shapes.

All the monsters stretched their fists and roared at the barrier. Xichen gave an order, and all the monsters ran wildly towards the barrier. The successive impacts shook the white-clothed disciples who had set up the barrier one after another. vomiting blood.

The evil smile on Xi Chen's face became more and more seductive, he slowly flew into the air, his hands adjusted his spirit, countless devilish energy condensed into a sharp blade, and the blade pointed directly at the disciple in white behind the barrier.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die too painfully..." Xi Chen moved his fingers slightly, and the blades were fired at once. Xi Chen gently shook his long sleeves, and continued to say in a flattering voice: "It's just that the death looks a bit ugly."

The blade went hand in hand with those stumped monsters, and the barrier broke instantly. The monsters all rushed at the group of white-clothed disciples, biting their wrists, eating flesh and drinking blood, and their screams pierced the sky.

Half of the monsters stayed in front of the hall to fight with the disciples, and some agile monsters rushed directly to the hall behind the Shanyuan Hall to kill and plunder.

With a flick of his long sleeve, Xichen landed on the top of Shanyuan Hall. He glanced around intently. There are many rooms behind Shanyuan Hall, not to mention that old guy Jiang Liyong has set up a barrier. Searching is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

As soon as Xi Chen got down from the top of the hall, twenty or thirty disciples raised their swords and surrounded him. His mind moved slightly, and the curved staff in front of Shanyuan Hall flew into his hand by itself, and swept across, half of the white-clothed disciples fell down. Xinshoujie grabbed a person, pinched his neck, and asked in a strange way: "Where did the old man hide Zongyin and Liulijian?"

The white-clothed disciple grabbed Xi Chen's wrist with both hands, his face was red, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He responded with difficulty: "Monster, you can't even imagine..."

Before the disciple finished speaking, Xi Chen broke his neck, and he pretended to be sorry: "I am a demon, neither a demon nor an evil, sir, I have a name, and my name is Xi Chen!"

Xi Chen casually threw the disciple aside. As soon as the body fell to the ground, a monster with a broken leg crawled over and crushed the disciple, gnawing on it crazily.

"Hey, can any of you tell me where Zong Yin is?"

All the disciples were silent, Xichen chuckled lightly: "If you don't tell me... I have a way to know."

Before the words fell, Xi Chen flashed in front of the disciple in the front row with lightning speed, and the disciple subconsciously swung his sword and slashed at it. When the sword fell, the sky suddenly darkened, and everything around him changed into chaos. All the original killing sounds disappeared, and there were only those dozens of disciples in the chaos.

Suddenly, Xichen appeared in front of everyone, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Only his piercing evil laughter echoed in their ears, and everyone became more and more panicked.

Xi Chen's voice was still echoing, and his figure suddenly appeared in the chaos. The disciples raised their swords and slashed, obviously hitting Xi Chen, but it was the disciple beside him who screamed and fell to the ground.

Then Xichen reappeared, and the disciples chopped down again, and the one who fell to the ground was still the white-clothed disciple beside him. The endless panic aroused all the evil in the hearts of these white-clothed disciples. The sword slashed.

In a blink of an eye, there were only six of the dozens of disciples left. Xi Chen suddenly appeared, and with a flick of his sleeve, a cloud of human-shaped devilish energy flew out from his sleeve, and that cloud of human-shaped devilish energy surrounded the remaining six disciples.

The six disciples gradually gave up their resistance, their eyes became empty and lifeless, Xi Chen walked away slowly, and asked in a low voice, "Where are Zong Yin and Liuli Sword?"

The six disciples responded mechanically in unison: "Tian, ​​Jing, Pavilion."

Xi Chen stretched out his fingers and slid down the cheek of the disciple in front of him, and said with a smile, "Hey, take me there."

The six people turned around mechanically like puppets on a string, and stepped forward at the same time. The moment their feet landed, the chaos changed back to the previous killing scene.

The six people walked forward slowly, Xi Chen looked sideways, and saw those monsters slowly dragging the corpses of the white-clothed disciples back into the crack, as if they were pulling unfinished food back for storage.

"What greedy ghosts." Xi Chen chuckled, a little helpless, then turned around and quickly followed the six disciples, bypassed many side rooms, walked through the long corridor, and the six led Xi Chen to a garden.

There is a hall on the left and right sides of the garden. The garden is full of flowers, full of fragrance, and colorful butterflies are flying and dancing in it, which is very lively.

"This old guy is quite clever at hiding things!" Xi Chen said with irony in his head. He raised his bent stick and slashed towards the center of the garden. The stick fell into the air and collided with the barrier, creating ripples The enchantment appears.

Xi Chen forcibly poured the spirit, and kept pressing down, the barrier slowly sunk in, but it didn't break, Xi Chen frowned slightly, he withdrew his elbow stick, quickly grabbed a disciple's back collar with his left hand, and threw it towards the For that enchantment, he raised his staff with his right hand and split the disciple in half, blood was sprinkled on the enchantment, Xi Chen raised his staff again, and with one stick, the enchantment was broken.

The garden in front of me slowly dissipated like quicksand, Tianjing Pavilion appeared, Xichen stepped up the steps with his stick, and suddenly pushed open the door, only a white shadow flashed to the left apse.

Xichen took a phantom shape and chased after him like the wind. The bead curtain in the pavilion was disturbed by him and kept shaking. When the breeze fell to the ground, Xichen stood in front of the group of white-clothed disciples. There were not many people, about ten people.

The disciples were shocked and stopped in a hurry. Xi Chen looked at the square box and the glazed sword held in the hands of the disciples, and gradually showed a cruel look: "These two things are very dangerous. If you hold them so tightly again, your life will be ruined." It's going to be gone!"

The rest of the disciples stood behind the two disciples who were holding seals and holding swords, and one of them shouted: "Monster! Don't even try to succeed!"

Xichen didn't want to talk nonsense with them anymore, he jumped up, the disciples raised their swords, and the two disciples holding seals and swords ran to the side.

More than a dozen monsters followed Xichen to Tianjing Pavilion, and without waiting for Xichen's order, they stepped forward to bite the dozen disciples, and Xichen also pulled away to chase the two.

The two disciples ran into a side room and turned a thick tome on the bookshelf. The stone wall turned and revealed a faint fire. As soon as Zong Yin's disciple stepped in with his front foot, his back foot was pulled out by Xi Chen's Tiaoling.

"Come on!"

As soon as the disciple holding the Zongyin said these two words, his neck was wrenched by Xichen. Xichen snatched Zongyin and wanted to go forward to grab the glazed sword, but he was a step too late.

The stone door was closed, Xichen showed a little displeasure, and finally gave up, he opened the square box, and the seal of Shanyuan Zong lay firmly in the box, he took out the seal and put the box on the bookshelf beside him.

Xichen raised his left hand, moved his fingers slightly, transformed into a little monster and threw it into the box, then closed the lid.

Xi Chen turned his eyes to look at the secret path, and said softly: "It doesn't matter if you run away, I can't get the fairy sword, so let that fox get it!"

After finishing speaking, Xichen left Tianjing Pavilion and returned to the trial field. The fighting between the two sides became more and more intense. At a glance, the field was full of corpses of those monsters, the corpses of the disciples of Shanyuan Sect. The corpses were either eaten on the spot or dragged into the cracks.

Seeing Xichen coming back, Tong'er jumped forward, and Xichen held him firmly in his arms: "Tong'er, don't do this next time."

Tong'er put her arms around Xichen's neck and said with a smile: "My lord, I'm not afraid of falling."

Xichen scratched Tong'er's nose and stopped making a sound, Tong'er asked softly again: "Why didn't you get the glass sword?"

Xichen: "Let him run away."

Tong'er: "Then shall we continue to go to Qishan to go to Shanren Zongyin?"

Xi Chen shook his head: "No, the news of our attack on Pushan must have already reached Qishan, and they are already prepared, so it is useless to go again, not to mention those old guys should be back soon."

Tonger: "Then where are we going?"

Xi Chen paused, then smiled: "Go to Mortal World to find some young ladies and have a drink."

Tong'er was obviously displeased, but she didn't say anything, she just lay on Xichen's shoulder and hugged his neck tightly.

Xichen retreated, all the monsters and the man with a bear face rushed into the cracks in the ground first, the monsters retreated, and the cracks dissipated.

The disciple with the sword went down the secret road to Mount Pu, and went straight to the direction Jiang Liyong had left before, and met Jiang Liyong and Mu Jiutian after a short walk.

The disciple knelt down and cried: "Master Zong, this disciple is useless and failed to keep the seal of the sect."

Jiang Liyong hurriedly helped him up: "How is the situation on the mountain?"

The disciple cried: "I'm afraid I can't hold it anymore."

Jiang Liyong took the glazed sword from his disciple and rushed to Pushan.

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Outside Fusang City.

Jiang Weiqi led Xiao Juaner and walked side by side with Jiang Muye, Lou Fanqing knew that Jiang Muye was in a rage, so he didn't dare to approach, but followed from a distance.

A blue light flashed across and landed in front of Jiang Weiqi and the others. The light fell into sight. After the previous battle in Fusang City, Liu Bai was deeply disappointed with Jiang Weiqi, but he couldn't bear to blame him.

Jiang Weiqi gave him a cold look: "Do you think you didn't hit enough just now?"

Liu Bai said softly: "Xiao Qi, is it only after I die that you can relieve the resentment in your heart?"

The corners of Jiang Weiqi's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled coldly: "Liu Bai, stop praising yourself, at most you can make me laugh when you die! Now the resentment in my heart can only be completely wiped out. Only Li Zhu can resolve it!"

"Brave beast!!!"

Before Jiang Weiqi could finish his sentence, Jiang Miluo's sighing sound came from behind. Jiang Weiqi and others turned around, only to see Jiang Miluo leading Tianqi, He You and others coming.

Seeing Jiang Weiqi, Jiang Wanqiu grinned brightly, but seeing Jiang Miluo beside her, she didn't dare to go forward, and only smiled silly at Jiang Weiqi from afar.

When He You saw Liu Bai, although his face was expressionless, his heart was so excited that there was a huge wave of excitement. After staying in Pushan for many years, he was used to covering up, covering up happiness, anger, sorrow, and happiness...

There were about 200 people behind Jiang Miluo. Apart from Jiang Wanqiu, He You, Tian Qi and others were not bad in cultivation. Jiang Weiqi began to worry about Jiang Muye and Xiao Juan'er.

Jiang Weiqi pulled Xiao Juan'er and Jiang Muye behind him, and Jiang Miluo shouted, "Fox demon, your hands are covered with blood, now I can't keep you anymore!"