Please care for Lonely and Widows Sanxian [Traveling]

Ji Wuyou has never been so grateful to the laws of the human world. If it weren't for the suppression of the laws, he might not even be able to take Yin Xuedu's move.

In his ears are the screams of the monks being beheaded by the powerful demon cultivator, or the golden core is broken, or the soul is annihilated. They butchered.

As for the cultivators who once looked rotten in Ji Wuyou's eyes, but were actually pious people, at this moment, none of them showed fear of facing a terrible opponent, even if they knew that their fate would be confessed here, But also indomitable.

Swords, guns, swords and halberds rubbed sparks, and the collision of cultivation bases sent out deafening explosions. Everything was close to his ears, which made Ji Wuyou put away his former contempt for the corrupt cultivation world, and here is something he admires. All the monks, no matter their ability or fear of life and death, just to cut off the claws and teeth of these bloodthirsty people, one after another, they marched forward bravely.

Ji Wuyou admitted that he was weak when facing Yin Xuedu, but so what.

"Yin Xuedu, you can't find Qing Mo." Ji Wuyou's provocative words made Yin Xuedu stop another offensive.

This is the confidence of the strong in their own strength, and it is precisely because of this that the weak will find a gap to fight back.

Of course Yin Xuedu has the ability to leave, no one in this world can stop him, the monks in front of him are like ants to him.Even, for a moment, he felt that it was really stupid for him to return to the human world from the demon world. After all, he still remembered the feeling of stepping through the void and leaving the human world thousands of years ago.

But now that you're here, let's do something that makes you happy.For example, kill this weak Ji Wuyou, and Ning Qingmo who has become equally weak, and then he will become the king of the human world.

Thinking like this—however, what he didn't expect was that he couldn't move at this moment, was there a formation trapping him? !

And it still looks like Tan Yang Yu's trajectory...

who is it--? !

A strange breath came from Shangfang, and he raised his head fiercely, his hair fluttering with the wind.

Yin Xue was able to break through this trap in a single instant, but it was precisely this instant of restriction that he missed the opportunity. His whole body was already trapped by the ancient clock, and the devilish energy suddenly erupted from his body and filled the ancient clock. It tossed up and down, but it couldn't shake the ancient clock.

This ancient clock is actually a magic weapon no less than the Prisoner's Blood Banner!

"The surname Yin, finally let me see you." A dark purple figure descended from the sky, Yu Jian stood in the air, appeared beside Ji Wuyou, and said to Ji Wuyou, "You can't do without me, if I didn't If you show up, you will miss this opportunity."

While speaking, Chu Leyin didn't look at Ji Wuyou, but stared at Yin Xuedu who was trapped in the transparent ancient clock.

Ji Wuyou conveyed mana to Po Que Crimson Pearl Bell, and simply thanked him: "Thank you."

The Poque Crimson Pearl Clock is indeed a rare and unrivaled magic weapon that can resist the catastrophe, and it is one grade higher than the Prisoner Blood Banner.But the most important reason why it can become such a high-grade is that it possesses the demonic energy that Ning Qingmo absorbed from the resentment last time, and before he ascended to the demon world, he took the initiative to use it time and time again in order to prevent himself from crossing the catastrophe ahead of time. The magic energy was dedicated to this treasure, in order to delay the realm of his cultivation.

All of these have created the word "excellent product" of this treasure.

The crimson bead clock that broke the tower had blocked most of the catastrophe for Ji Wuyou last time, but it has actually lost half of its power, but its own rank is still there for the time being, so Ji Wuyou must convey his mana to crimson bead Zhong, if you find an opportunity to limit Yin Xue's only moment, you can trap him.

Last night, he contacted Chu Leyin. At that time, Chu Leyin didn't say whether he would like to come, but only said it depends on his mood.

Ji Wuyou didn't pester Chu Leyin, it seemed that it was all up to him, but he actually knew that Chu Leyin would definitely come back.

Because no matter whether Yin Xuedu came from the devil world or not, Tu Dao Palace was founded by Yin Xuedu alone, and Tan Yangyu's loyalty to Yin Xuedu was Chu Leyin's Achilles' heel.But now, the Daoist Tuo Palace will bring another catastrophe to the cultivation world, and there are many twists and turns in it, all of which have something to do with Tan Yangyu, so Chu Leyin will not ignore it.

Sure enough, Chu Leyin came.

Yin Xue was trapped in the transparent ancient clock alone, he was not at all confused, staring at the strange man who suddenly appeared in the battle, but his tone was familiar: "You are Yang Yu's master, right?"

Chu Leyin was the same as when Ji Wuyou met him for the first time, making people feel gentle and gentle, but his expression was extremely calm: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being a devil, and he can still be so calm after becoming a turtle in a urn." Then, he turned his head to look at Ji Wuyou, " I'll leave it to you here, don't disappoint everyone's expectations."

After the words fell, without waiting for Ji Wuyou's response, Chu Leyin jumped out and joined the other army fighting in the melee.

With the addition of him, the formation master, a group attack made the magic soldiers unable to act anymore. Therefore, the monks found an opportunity to counterattack.

"So, do you think you can trap me with this magic weapon?" Yin Xue saw Chu Leyin leaving and looked at Ji Wuyou. He mocked recklessly, "Ji Wuyou, you are so naive."

Saying so, he raised his arms upward and joined together, the devilish energy gathered from his arms like a sword, and then rushed straight to the top of the ancient clock, the mighty devilish energy was eerie and terrifying, it seemed that only one collision was needed to break through The Crimson Pearl Bell will be completely shattered and destroyed.

"Really?" Ji Wuyou pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, and a pitch-black scabbard appeared in his hand.Then, he controlled the scabbard with the invisible line of cultivation, and flew forward at high speed.

The scabbard hit the ancient clock not far away like a sharp sword.

"when--"

For a moment, the loud and distant ancient sound was like a sigh, thick and long-lasting, clearly audible within a radius of thousands of miles, and echoed continuously.

The sound of the bell was still ringing in Yin Xuedu's ears, the flow of mana in his whole body became extremely chaotic, and the aura that was about to break through the restraint also let out, and he couldn't maintain the circulation of the demonic energy.And his move that was supposed to destroy the ancient clock seemed to be a soft blow, and the ancient clock still trapped him firmly, without even the slightest tremor.

"Mozun Yinxuedu, I admit that you are very powerful. I really have no power to fight against you." Ji Wuyou said leisurely, "But if I rely on this superb fairy weapon, I will use up all my powers to fight against you." Mana, I will consume you here too."

"when--"

The scabbard slammed into the outer layer of the ancient clock wall, which was like a transparent film.

The deep and clear bells broke through the hustle and bustle, breaking through people's joys and sorrows, like the baptism of nectar from the sky, or like the tumbling waves from the sea. All the monks present, whether they are cultivators or magicians, heard this sound Morning bell and evening drum.

And all the demon cultivators were stunned by the sound of the bell.

"when--"

Yin Xuedu only felt that the blood in his body was boiling. This kind of boiling did not seem to make him want to explode. It was a kind of mana retrograde in the sound of the bell, constantly hitting the soul, as if it wanted to crush the pain of the soul.

For thousands of years, how long has he not experienced pain.

This time, it was brought to him by a Sanxian.

What a disgrace to him.

Yin Xuedu's contempt for Ji Wuyou has turned into anger, as if he doesn't understand why the ants suddenly have the ability to fight back.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Ji Wuyou's mouth, and the rapid loss of mana made him unable to maintain the changing appearance on his face. He naturally discovered that the cultivator started to attack the demon cultivator as if he had been slapped with chicken blood after hearing the bell.

Moxiu is completely different. Some of them become in a trance, and some want to fight back after recovering, but they are constantly dazed because of the endless ringing of the bell.

Ji Wuyou, who had recovered his original appearance, smiled, and his face aged rapidly in this smile.

He knew what happened to his appearance and body, but he didn't care at all. He just murmured: "Wake up the famous and wealthy people in the world, and call back the lost people in the sea of ​​suffering."

Another effect of the Poque Crimson Pearl Clock is really outstanding.

Ning Qingmo told him such a special meaning when he was in the cave, but Ji Wuyou had to pay a huge price to display the ability to break through the Crimson Pearl Bell.

In the final analysis, the Poque Crimson Pearl Bell is a magic weapon of immortals, and it used Ning Qingmo's demonic energy to resist the catastrophe. Now, if it wants to become a treasure to resist Yin Xuedu, Ji Wuyou will have to pay the price.

This fairy weapon really deserves to have a magic word.

Yesterday, Ning Qingmo originally wanted to be the one who paid the price, but his words discouraged Ning Qingmo.

"Qing Mo, don't let me watch you suffer again. This time, it's me instead." In the cave with only two people, in front of the Prisoner Blood Banner who kept trying to break free from their restraint, Ji Wuyou's voice was low at that time , with a soft tone, turned to look at Ning Qingmo who was looking back at him, his eyes were full of love for the person in front of him, "One person once, how fair."

"You're 'revenging' me."

"So you know how much pain I was in."

"...Okay, I will take it this time. Worry-free, be careful in everything."

"it is good."

Ji Wuyou's mind was filled with his own response to Ning Qingmo's "yes".

What they were talking about was the love between their children, and even Ji Wuyou used the phrase "want to kill Xiu Neng" when he agreed to Xuan Zhu to fight in this battle, but everyone knew that what they blocked this time was from the cultivation world The future is also their future.

Ji Wuyou really never wanted to be a hero who slays demons, but faced with such a thing, for some reason, it reminded him of Xiao Yang's words "Mr. Then I will be really free."

This time, he wants to fight for the freedom between him and his loved one.

He was never a great person, what Tantaiyan said about being a hero was just an excuse.He doesn't have the idea of ​​practicing justice like Tantai Yan, he just wanted to live his own life before, and he still does now.And those help in this life are just because they won't disturb my stable life.

It's the same this time, and it's just for the future of him and Qingmo.

It's just that it happened to be able to help others this time, and it was these monks who he admired for fighting the enemy with their lives, so it can be called a pleasure.

Ji Wuyou thought so, watching Yin Xuedu crazily crashing into the ancient clock again and again, failing again and again, his hair was messy, the suppression of the law seemed to show its power at this time, the surrounding aura was thin, and it could not be transformed into The mana for him to absorb became completely different from the Demon Lord who appeared on the battlefield with ease at the beginning.

Yin Xuedu didn't have the air of a Demon Lord any more, and even became exasperated. He asked angrily, "Where is Ning Qingmo?!"

Ji Wuyou looked at the old hands that maintained the formula, and smiled slightly: "You can't find him."

No matter how Yin Xuedu's spiritual consciousness searched, he couldn't find where Ning Qingmo was.

In order to prevent the Demon Lord from finding Ning Qingmo, Ji Wuyou had already set up a breath-isolation formation around the cave to ask Chu Leyin for advice, and a hidden barrier was also set up in that cave.

The demon cultivators also retreated steadily amid the sound of the bell, losing their minds and unable to maintain their formation, not to mention, the scurrying demonic energy even hit their own people.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, from a team of thousands of people to only one-third remaining, the monks who were still fighting desperately saw the opportunity and recruited to defeat the enemy.

Finally, it's time for the cultivators to make a comeback.

Looking at the changes around him, a chuckle flowed from Ji Wuyou's lips.

The wind whistled and the snow danced, and the corners of his clothes fluttered. He could no longer support the primordial spirit who had exhausted the power of the fairy. He closed his eyes, and when he suddenly fell from the sword, a person appeared beside him, solid and powerful. The trembling arms grabbed Ji Wuyou's waist, helping him to stand still.

"Qing Mo..."

There is no need to look, Ji Wuyou is very clear about this familiar aura.

"Ning, Qing, Mo."

After seeing Ning Qingmo, the angry Yin Xue left his anger alone, and the devilish energy in the roar attacked Gu Zhong uncontrollably, like crazy.

Ning Qingmo remained silent, instead of Ji Wuyou, the mana continuously transmitted to Po Que Crimson Pearl Bell was like filling a bottomless pit, his hair turned white in an instant, blowing up with the wind and snow.

Accompanied by the sudden shattering of the ancient clock, Yin Xue alone raised his head and roared.

Ji Wuyou and Ning Qingmo stood on the cusp of the turmoil, and boundless demon energy struck them from all directions in an instant.

"Worriless! Qingmo!"

Tantaiyan's heart-piercing cry seemed to come from far away, making it hard to hear clearly.

Ji Wuyou leaned on Ning Qingmo, held the back of his waist with one hand, and turned to look at the white-haired Ning Qingmo.

At this moment, Ning Qingmo also looked at him with the same eyes, full of affection.

Looking at each other, he saw himself in Ning Qingmo's eyes.

"It turns out that this is getting old together."

The author has something to say: In the previous chapter, the progress of the main plot was revised, and it was changed to Qing Mo who did not participate in the battle at the beginning, and only blessed the formation of imprisoning the prisoner's blood banner.

Not surprisingly, this article will end before the 26th.Because it is the first original long story that is about to end with heart, I want to write a satisfactory ending. The little angel who followed the article all the way knows that I am always habitually revising and revising. For a better ending, I may not be able to update it every day in the future. This is a possibility, if it is written smoothly, I will try my best to update it every day.

If you want to ask for leave, you will still tell in advance.