Zhu He

How terrifying the karmic flames of the Xuantian Falling Demon Formation were when they burned. Many people witnessed the battle of the Chaos Giant Beast that day. The consequences are simply unimaginable.

The few people who were not trapped naturally wanted to try to solve it, but before they thought about it, another change before them made everyone dumbfounded.

Seeing that Youzhen finally turned around slowly, he formed a formula in his mouth, and his whole body was filled with black mist. Under the watchful eyes of Murong Jiaoyang and others, his figure suddenly flickered. poison? !

Distraction... Transformation? !

This... is also a unique skill used by the master of the east gate!

It's just that You Zhen didn't appear in three or four at once like Dong Qinghe did, he only had one more shadow and stopped moving, but one You Zhen already made people burn out, two You Zhen... no Did it cut off their way of life?

Fortunately, the surprise was the surprise, Murong Jiaoyang and the others were still calm. He exchanged a look with Wu Zhang and Yun Canzi, knowing that the arrow was on the string, and they must take Youzhen before it activated the formation!

So without waiting for Youzhen to attack, Murong Jiaoyang suddenly waved his sleeves, and in an instant, several people outside the formation flew to different places.

Yun Canzi's cultivation was mediocre, so he was the one to find a way to break the formation first, while Murong Jiaoyang and Wu Zhang held back the two You Zhens, at least until other monks came to reinforce them.

So one of them raised his fan and the other raised his gun, and suddenly they fought with Youzhen.

Youzhen is worthy of being the head of the Yanmen sect. He didn't even use a weapon, and firmly caught Murong Jiaoyang's gun handle with his bare hands. At that moment, Murong Jiaoyang met the eyes under the mask, which were black and deep. Yes, cold, obviously full of demon cultivator's vicious aura, but Murong Jiaoyang's heart trembled when he saw it, and a strange feeling enveloped him from Youzhen's body.

It's like an inexplicable familiarity...

But it was only for an instant, and within a few rounds, Wu Zhang on one side was already struggling to be suppressed by Youzhen, Murong Jiaoyang quickly put away his troubled thoughts, raised his breath and attacked Youzhen from the side.

The figure is divided into two, and the cultivation base is naturally divided into two. Murong Jiaoyang has always regarded himself very highly, except for Dong Qinghe, he feels that his kung fu is no worse than those big sect leaders, and even if he is given some more Years of practice, he will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sect master one day, but he doesn't want to be beaten by a demon with only [-]% strength and has no power to fight back? !This is really deceiving!

Murong Jiaoyang was angry, and the speed in his hands increased. Elder Murong, who had been praised for his talent since he was a child, was indeed outstanding. The silver spear in his hand radiated a sharp silver light while dancing, and several of them actually cut through Youzhen. The clothes, if someone else is in front, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist it long ago.

It's just that he was fast, while Youzhen was even faster, the black figure walked like lightning, and after avoiding Murong Jiaoyang's attack again, Youzhen suddenly soared into the air, came to the back of Murong Jiaoyang with a sway, and slapped it on the back of Murong Jiaoyang. It touched his shoulder, causing the boy in front of him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Murong Jiaoyang staggered two steps and tried to stabilize his body, then he heard Youzhen say: "Where's Dong Qinghe?"

When the two of them got this far, when the opponent asked about others, it must mean that the person in front of him was nothing to be afraid of, Murong Jiaoyang was blocked in his heart.

"To deal with Xiaoxiao like you, where does the sect master need to take action?"

Unexpectedly, Youzhen is also a sharp-tongued person, and sneered, "Dong Qinghe was frightened by the Tiaohulishan last time? This time, I'm afraid I'll make a fuss again, so I don't even dare to leave my lair?"

Hearing him talk about this matter, Murong Jiaoyang was even more furious. Looking back, if Youzhen hadn't deployed formations to attack various sects that day, then Elder Yu Si would not have been injured or died, and Chang Jiaci would not have been bloodbathed. Ning Gong, will not be in a stalemate with the sect master, and the sect master will not be injured by him, and finally be lost, so that the cultivation base is unstable, and it may be difficult even for the kalpa. I lost my life! ?The source of all these entanglements is the sin of this demon cultivator!

"You should be lucky that I came to fetch your dog's head, otherwise, after the sect master has finished taking care of Chang Jiaci's funeral, your end will be crushed!"

After Murong Jiaoyang finished speaking, he lowered his body and dodged the opponent's palm, and suddenly threw the silver spear into the air, and the thing turned into a rain of arrows and fell down.

I don't know if it was his move that made it extremely fast and neat, or if Youzhen on the opposite side was distracted, and saw that Mo Xiuyuan, who was as handsome as the wind, suddenly stopped, and his body was cut into several holes by a few light arrows .

At the same time, the avatar that was not far away and forced Wu Zhang to retreat also weakened the offensive.

You Zhen didn't seem to notice it, he just suddenly approached Murong Jiaoyang, grabbed the young man by the neckline and said in a low voice, "What did you say?!"

Such a short distance made Murong Jiaoyang hear that You Zhen's aura was very urgent. He was not as calm and leisurely as he seemed, but Murong Jiaoyang did not expect that You Zhen would suddenly lose his composure. The provocative words were said by himself, but You Zhen How could such a deep character like Chen be easily irritated?Murong Jiaoyang turned his head and thought about what he said just now was wrong... It seemed vaguely that he had caught the key.

...Chang Jiaci?

At the moment, Murong Jiaoyang can only think that Chang Jiaci had a close relationship with Zhushi Island, and that island belonged to You Zhen's sect, so the two probably have a relationship for a long time. It's an opportunity.

Murong Jiaoyang said: "You still don't know? Chang Jiaci is dead."

You Zhen sneered deeply, "Is that so..."

Murong Jiaoyang instinctively felt that he didn't believe him, and said again: "Two days ago, when I entered Yeshan, the corpse is at Qinghe Gate right now, and the owner of the gate brought him back personally..."

After Murong Jiaoyang finished speaking, the eyes under the mask suddenly flashed, and the hands that were holding his front were loosened.

And Murong Jiaoyang waited for that moment, he gave up the silver gun, and instead took out a black gold dagger from his sleeve, and stabbed it in the belly of the person in front of him!

You Zhen snorted and backed away.

Murong Jiaoyang looked at the stunned opponent, then looked down at the knife in his hand, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.How could he, who was so proud in the past, use such invincible methods, but now the situation is pressing, it is not his turn to pretend, so many people are waiting for him to save.Murong Jiaoyang didn't dare to think about how Dong Qinghe, who was in his position in the past, could withstand such a heavy burden, but at that moment, Murong Jiaoyang knew that he had no choice!

Seeing that Youzhen was seriously injured, Murong Jiaoyang couldn't care less about feeling, he clenched the dagger in his hand, stepped forward again, and grabbed his throat, intending to kill him with one blow!

However, Moxiu, who was confused for a moment in front of him, suddenly straightened his back. He didn't care about the knife wound on his dantian. During the spiritual practice, the dark pupils gradually showed a little bit of blood red and bottomless hostility.

There was a painful groan, and another You Zhen on the side suddenly kicked Wu Zhang's treasure away, and then choked the host of Tianshi Building by the throat, Wu Zhang immediately bled from all of his orifices, and his throat bone even made a difficult cracking sound .

Murong Jiaoyang was startled, and was about to step forward to rescue him, when the silver gun under his feet suddenly buzzed, and the gravel and fine sand on the ground floated up, the already fading golden light glowed again, and the totem began to rotate little by little stand up……

The Youzhen has activated... the Demon Subduing Formation? !

At the same time, there were a few very light crackling sounds, and cracks appeared on the mask on Youzhen's face. A gust of cool wind blew by, and with the thick evil spirit spreading from Moxiu's body like quicksand, the hideous mask suddenly shattered into pieces. A few petals slid down with a bang...

Murong Jiaoyang watched You Zhen heading towards that formation, and in desperation, he didn't care about the trade-offs, and just flew away with a dagger to stop him, but in an instant, he suddenly stopped in the distance.

The silver spear that had been thrown to the ground suddenly rose from the ground, piercing through the boy's chest, and a bright blood flower bloomed on the snow-white skirt!

But Murong Jiaoyang didn't care about the injury, he just opened his eyes wide, looking at the Yanmen master who turned around in front of him in astonishment, and his so familiar face...

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Counting the previous day and night, Yu Miao has been waiting outside the Cangjuan Pavilion for almost two days, and he was so tired that he was drowsy. Suddenly, a cleverness woke him up. My heart just felt a little cold.

He rubbed his arms and wanted to stand up and take two steps, but when he looked up, he saw the door of the Cangjuan Pavilion in front of him finally opened.

Dong Qinghe came out.

When the master of the east gate entered, his face was pale, but his eyes were serious, but now when he saw those eyes again, he was dazed, as if he hadn't found everything he wanted to know in the past two days, and he was even more confused.

Yu Miao was worried about those people going to Yanmen, and hoped that Dong Qinghe would come to help quickly, but for no reason, he recalled what Elder Murong said before he left, Yu Miao stopped walking again, and could only watch helplessly. The door master slowly boarded the floating clouds and flew out of Chenbu...

Just wait a little longer, the door master will definitely catch up.

Yu Miao said to himself.

The elders and the others... will be fine.

……

Dong Qinghe didn't go far, he just went to Xingbu instead.

Murong Jiaoyang could remember that someone had frequented the Cangjuan Pavilion that day, so Dong Qinghe could naturally remember it too, especially when he had read all the scrolls in the pavilion but still couldn't find anything confusing, he knew what he wanted to know The thing had been burned, and there was one inside the door that might give him the answer.

Qiu Muwang, the elder of Xingbu, didn't go with him to attack Moxiu, but he sent most of Xingbu's disciples, so no one informed Dong Qinghe when he entered.

Shen Yuanxiu was leaning on a rattan chair in the courtyard to bask in the sun, the warm sunlight shone on his pale gray face, which rarely added a little bit of popularity.

Qiu Muwang was also sitting on the side, holding a bowl of decoction in his hand, carefully scooped up a spoonful and blew it, and put it near Shen Yuanxiu's mouth.

Shen Yuanxiu stared at him silently for a moment, opened his mouth and drank the medicine, then turned his head towards the door as if aware of it.

Qiu Muwang was still stirring the concoction in the bowl, he didn't raise his eyes until someone came to him, but the expression in his eyes remained unchanged.

The person who came and the master of the star department didn't speak, and Shen Yuanxiu, who was still lying there, sighed: "Master of the sect..."

Dong Qinghe lowered his eyes, looking at the emaciated abandoned disciple, he was weaker than the day he expelled him from the Qinghe Gate.

Dong Qinghe said: "Yuanxiu, I have something to ask you."

He thought that Shen Yuanxiu would hesitate, pretend to be stupid or even refuse, but the other party didn't respond, and it was Qiu Muwang who spoke.

"The head of the sect has allowed Yuanxiu to rest."

What these words mean is that Dong Qinghe shouldn't bother Shen Yuanxiu by going back on his word when he is still not well.

As far as his daily friendship with Dong Qinghe is concerned, Qiu Muwang has never spoken to him like this, not even when Dong Qinghe gave Shen Yuanxiu three palms, not to mention that he was still old and dead with each other before. Associated.

However, Dong Qinghe didn't complain about Qiu Muwang's sudden change of attitude, he still only stared at Shen Yuanxiu, with unquestionable persistence in his eyes.

Shen Yuanxiu gently pushed Qiu Mu Wang, motioned him to put down the medicine, he didn't ask Dong Qinghe what he wanted to do, or why he came, he just thought about it, nodded as if he understood everything: "Okay. "

But after speaking, he raised his head and said, "But I have a request. If the sect master can comply with me, I will tell you everything I know..."

Dong Qinghe's eyebrows twitched: "What?"

Shen Yuanxiu coughed and said, "Is the sect master going to Yanmen soon? Yuanxiu... also wants to go together."

He could hardly hold a bowl of medicine at this time, and going to that dangerous place at this time would be tantamount to asking for a dead end, as soon as these words came out, Dong Qinghe and Qiu Muwang's expressions changed.