Brother, this showman

"Ye Wenqing, hurry to Cangwu Yuntop! Something happened!"

Then came Lu Yan's hasty voice.

Ye Wenqing's pupils shrank suddenly, and the top of the Cangwu cloud was the position of the Soul Locking Pillar!

Feng Lianchen withdrew his gaze, glanced at the crowd with a half-smile, his clothes fluttered, and his handsome face was a little more ambiguous.

"The times make heroes." Feng Lianchen opened his thin lips lightly, "I will take a step first."

"By the way, this person will be returned to you."

After finishing speaking, his figure flashed, and the vines on the lake instantly withered, and fell into the lake stiffly like a corpse, causing countless splashes.

The surface of the lake returned to calm again amidst the ripples.

Lan Weiyan, who was thrown to the shore by Feng Lianchen, had a pale complexion, and a short knife was still stuck in his left hand. The wound had already been soaked in water and turned pale, and all the blood was washed away.

Now everyone's attention is attracted by the matter of Cangwu Yunding, so there is no extra energy to pay attention to Lan Weiyan.

Yang Leduo was the first to come back to his senses, and grabbed Ye Wenqing's wrist, with complicated expressions in his eyes, hesitant to speak.

"Sect Master Yang, is there anything that can be settled later?" Ye Wenqing was also in a mess at the moment, and his tone was a little bad. He really didn't have the time to argue with them anymore, "Something happened at Cangwu Yunding."

"Okay", Yang Ledu withdrew his hand in embarrassment, turned his head and said to the disciples behind him, "All disciples listen to the order and follow me to Cangwu Yunfeng!"

At dawn, the red sun has just broken free from the surrounding mountains, and before it has time to hold a piece of cloud and pass on a layer of brilliance, telling the lingering love that has not been seen overnight, it is completely covered by the ruthless black mist, leaving nothing behind.

Cangwu Yunding is located in the southeast, with a steep terrain between Zhibi and Cuiwei.

Thousands of years ago, it was an ancient battlefield, where countless heroic souls were buried, and the resentment lingered all year round, so it was chosen as the habitat of ghosts.

As soon as he got close, he could feel the strong resentment lingering on his side, and the shrill screams and roars echoed in his ears.Some low-level cultivators were already clutching their chests in pain, with grim expressions.

Ye Wenqing looked up at the slender figure in front of him, and the red enchantment traced his graceful outline.Half of his body was buried in the darkness, and his black hair fluttered disorderly in the wind, against the faint light, like a plum plant that was still standing straight after being baptized by the wind and snow.

"Master!"

Ye Wenqing stepped forward quickly, and grabbed Xuan Yan, who was unstable and about to fall.

Sweat dripped from Xuan Yan's forehead, his nostrils fluttered slightly, and his tone was panting: "Here we come."

"Zhan Mingzun, is the Soul Locking Pillar about to collapse?" Yang Ledu lowered his head and glanced at the crumbling stone pillar under his eyes, his brows tightened.

"Yeah." Xuan Yan was a little overdrawn physically, stabilized his figure, and nodded with difficulty, "The Soul Locking Pillar has been out of control, and it is inevitable to collapse. The Chonghua Barrier outside is also damaged to a certain extent, and it has been broken one after another. Some ghosts escaped."

Xuan Yan glanced at the group of monks behind Yang Leduo, and said: "I also invite all the immortal friends to repair the barrier with me. If it can be delayed for a while, it will be a while. Don't let the ghost race cause harm to the world."

Everyone spoke in unison, ready to go, and responded impassionedly: "Okay!"

"Wen Qing, you, Ah Yan and other disciples are guarding to repair the gap in the east, and please ask Sect Master Yang to take his disciples to the west to join Sect Master Chen. As for the north, you have to trouble Sect Master Wei to go to support me and send Mr. Wen." Xuan Yan ordered the matters in an orderly manner.

"Master, I will stay and repair the south side with you." Ye Wenqing firmly refused.

Xuan Yan shook his head, and his brows were a little proud to dilute the exhaustion: "No need, I can bear it alone, after all, repairing the enchantment is also my old job. Ah Yan's cultivation base It’s not enough compared to you, it’s just right for you to help him.”

Ye Wenqing was still a little worried, because Xuan Yan's body had really become weaker and weaker in recent years.

"Okay, it's settled!" Xuan Yan waved his hand, and his tone was uncompromising, "The matter is urgent, and I hope all the immortal friends will treat it strictly!"

"Yes!"

Everyone dispersed and set off towards their destination.

In the following time, sects continued to come to join the ranks of repairs.

Nearly half an hour later, the damaged part of Chonghua's barrier has slowly healed, and the swinging Soul Locking Pillar has also become slow due to everyone's concerted efforts, and the frantically running black shadows have also subsided.

Seeing that it worked, everyone showed a relaxed smile at the same time, their faces were filled with joy, and they couldn't help withdrawing their spiritual power.

Ye Wenqing and Lu Yan looked at each other, tiredness was written all over their faces, their temple hair was covered with sweat and stuck to their cheeks, they were indescribably embarrassed.

"Where's Junior Brother? It stands to reason that you're here with me, so there's no reason for him not to follow you." Lu Yan raised his hand and wiped his face, with a teasing look in his eyes, trying to dilute the serious atmosphere.

Ye Wenqing's eyes darkened slightly, she pursed her lips, her deep eyes wandered around for a moment, but she didn't see any familiar figure.

"Ye Wenqing, follow." Ye Wenqing's silent appearance aroused Lu Yan's curiosity even more, he leaned forward slightly, and the unfinished words were cut off by the violent impact on his shoulder.The fiery pain shattered all the sanity, and the whole person fell like a wild goose hit by an arrow.

The barrier of Chonghua was broken!The black hole is bigger than before.

The crimson light shot straight into the sky, violently tearing apart half of the darkness, like a ferocious beast coming out of its cage, roaring into the sky and disturbing the wind and clouds.

Everyone was backlashed by the spiritual flow of the enchantment, and they smashed to the ground like hailstones.

Ye Wenqing's eyes froze, he swooped down, and stretched out his hand to grab Lu Yan, but the wound on his back stabbed by Lan Weiyan was hit hard again. The gravel shot almost like a sieve, and a trace of blood welled up in his mouth.

They were thousands of feet above the ground, if they fell directly, they would definitely be smashed to pieces, and they would die immediately.

Ye Wenqing gritted his teeth, forced himself to stay awake, tried his best to stabilize his figure, twisted the formula in his hand, and roared: "Stupid bird, come quickly!"

A resonant phoenix cry floated back and forth among the mountains, like a clear spring hitting a rock, making a ding-dong sound, which penetrated people's desperate hearts and aroused their desire for life.

"Hurry up and save people!" Ye Wenqing gasped as he grabbed Chiyu Huofeng's neck.

The Chiyu Huofeng waved its wings even harder, catching all the falling monks like picking up money from a basket.

"Are we still alive?!"

"It's really great! Is this Akabane Fire Phoenix?"

"I thought I was going to die, thank you so much!"

"Sovereign, we are saved!"

……

The crowd huddled together, with tears in their eyes, chattering, sharing the joy of escaping from death.

In order to squeeze out more people, Ye Wenqing even sat on Chiyu Huofeng's head. His eyes were swollen by the night wind, and his eyelids were abnormally heavy, falling down from time to time.

"Zhan Mingzun is not here!"

Someone yelled, Ye Wenqing was exhausted and ran for a while, stood up abruptly, turned his head to look at the people behind him, and searched for everyone, even Wenyu was there, but there was no announcement. Yan's figure.

Ye Wenqing suddenly raised her throat, patted Chiyu Huofeng on the head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Fly to the south and look for my master."

The spiritual power of Chonghua's enchantment was fading, and the Soul Locking Pillar was swinging even more frantically, and the sound of the breaking wind was full of murderous aura, which made people shudder.

Ye Wenqing carefully searched for Xuan Yan's figure in the south. After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find it.

More and more evil spirits crawled out from under the Soul Locking Pillar. They stubbornly followed the flight path of the Red Feather Fire Phoenix, with their long tongues sticking out, threatening the monks from time to time.

Ye Wenqing didn't dare to delay any longer, and was thinking of looking closer, when he lowered his head and met a pair of dark and deep eyes.

"It's Feng Lianchen!" Someone also spotted Feng Lianchen and immediately shouted excitedly.

When those evil spirits who were acting recklessly in the air heard this sound, they all restrained their playful thoughts, put on a serious look, stood respectfully in a row, and flew in front of Feng Lianchen with a loud voice: "See Your Highness !"

"Your Highness?" Someone exclaimed, staring at Feng Lianchen with wide eyes, "What kind of Highness is he?"

"Of course it is our honorable Highness of the Ghost Clan! Danshu Ghost King!" A slightly scribbled ghost said proudly as he parted the weed-like hair in front of him, revealing a pair of eyes bigger than Ye Mingzhu.

"Ghost clan?!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd exploded in an instant, the sound of sharp swords being drawn out of their sheaths sounded one after another, and their eyes were like poisoned cold arrows, sharp and vicious, stabbing at Feng Lianchen in unison.

"Feng Lianchen." Ye Wenqing felt his head buzzing. He accepted that Feng Lianchen was a ghost, but he didn't expect Feng Lianchen to be the ghost king of Danshu. His throat was like a ball of cotton soaked in water. It was blocked, and it was difficult to squeeze out a little voice, "How many things are you hiding from me?"

"Feng Lianchen! You deliberately took away the sunken wood, which caused Chonghua's enchantment to be broken, countless evil spirits fled the world, and Zhan Mingzun's whereabouts are unknown. Adding up one pile after another, it is enough for you to die countless times!" Wei Wei Dong Li covered his chest, blushing and cursing angrily,

"No, no, Sect Master Wei, don't forget, there are also those immortal friends who died in vain on Kaiyang Mountain in Tianquan City." The twisted vine huddled aside touched the feathers on his temples, reminded meaningfully, and sighed again "It seems that what Sect Master Lan said before is true. I have heard that the ghost race is bloodthirsty by nature, and it is true."

Everyone said what they said, and all the crimes were pinned on Feng Lianchen's head. All the weird things, whether there is something or not, were all done by the ghost clan.

Feng Lianchen listened to everyone accusing him with a blank expression, he didn't care at all, he looked straight into Ye Wenqing's eyes, and said, "Zhan Mingzun is fine."

Hearing this, Ye Wenqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Feng Lianchen again, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"What does Immortal Master Ye think?" Feng Lianchen asked back with a smile, his slender eyelashes drooping slightly, hiding the complex look in his eyes.

"You want to release the ghost clan privately." Ye Wenqing's voice was light, and he looked at Feng Lianchen in confusion, always feeling that there was a layer of haze covering him, blocking all the sight of exploration, and he couldn't see clearly.

Feng Lianchen's smile froze slightly, and then he returned to normal. He opened his mouth, but heard a loud bang from below, and the Soul Locking Pillar completely collapsed.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" The evil spirits surrounding Feng Lianchen shouted excitedly, and even turned around, "Your Highness, we are finally out!"

Feng Lianchen's eyes were dark, he turned around and wanted to rush into the Soul Locking Pillar, but his arm was tightly grasped by a force, his cold words chilled his heart: "Hand over the fallen wood, I can protect you Not dead."