I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

The five-color spirit sword drew an arc of light in the air, piercing Kang Xuanyi's chest.

Kang Xuan held the tip of the sword with his fingers together, raised his eyes to look at Feng Yuanjiu, with a half-smile: "Flip and ruthless?"

Feng Yuanjiu's figure swayed slightly, with one transformed into nine, the nine identical figures occupied one side, each holding five-color spiritual swords, surrounding Kang Xuanyi in the center.

The external incarnation of the Taiqing School is unpredictable.

As long as Feng Yuanjiu moves his mind, the figure with the spirit sword held by him can be transformed into an avatar.

Kang Xuanyi released the tip of the spirit sword, looked at the figure in front of him calmly, and smiled: "The incarnation outside the body really deserves its reputation, but it's a pity that I didn't learn a thing or two underwater before."

Underwater experience?This guy really needs to clean up.

Nine figures raised their eyebrows at the same time, and their beautiful eyebrows and eyes were covered with frost. They pointed at Kang Xuanyi from nine directions at the same time: "I'll give you a chance, say it again."

Nine spiritual swords pointed directly at his upper dantian from nine directions, and the handles buzzed.

Kang Xuanyi casually tapped the spirit sword directly in front of him, and his eyes circled the three roads of Fengyuan Ninth Middle School unscrupulously: "There is a secret method in the Tianmo sect, which is also the technique of avatars. In the future, Master Feng, you might as well use an incarnation outside your body to meet me. Learn one or two, maybe you can have nine times experience and nine times harvest."

Feng Yuanjiu: "..."

He especially wanted to know if this guy's face was thicker than the corner of the wall of the thousand-year-old city, and he could say the matter of double cultivation in such a grand manner: "It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day, please enlighten me, Master Kang."

He measured the coldness in Feng Yuanjiu's eyes.

Kang Xuanyi secretly thought that something was wrong, he was used to being unscrupulous in the Demon Sect, and just now he got carried away for a while and annoyed people: "Don't rush to discuss this moment, it's more important to get down to business."

Feng Yuanjiu's sword pointed at the exposed tooth marks on Kang Xuanyi's neck, humming softly.

Kang Xuan touched his nose and stroked his neck with his palm.

The originally eye-catching tooth marks disappeared without a trace, and the robe that was showing his chest unrestrainedly became neat and tidy in an instant, as straight as an old-fashioned teacher in a private school.

Kang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, and sent a voice transmission to Feng Yuanjiu with the posture of exiled immortal like the wind and the moon—little fox, calm down and send Yan Xiuyuan away first?

Looking at Kang Xuanyi's transformation from a rambunctious devil boy back to a banished fairy, Feng Yuanjiu finally found it pleasing to the eye.

The nine figures merged into one place, and the spiritual sword in the palm turned into a five-color spiritual mist and returned to the dantian.

Feng Yuanjiu calmly slapped Yan Xiuyuan, who was watching from the wall, "Thank you, Uncle Yan, to protect the law."

"It's nothing more than a little effort, Master Nephew Feng doesn't need to be an outsider." Yan Xiuyuan turned his eyes around Kang Xuanyi and Feng Yuanjiu, and chuckled, "Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Kang and Master Nephew Feng for taking another step forward on the road to longevity."

Kang Xuan accepted Yan Xiuyuan's congratulations with restraint, and immediately "turned his face and refused to recognize anyone", released a trace of the coercion of a great monk at the stage of integration to press Yan Xiuyuan, and said in a manly voice: "Brother Yan Dao, the catastrophe of heaven and earth has arrived, and all living beings will die." During the calamity, Yuan Jiu and I were lucky enough to be able to achieve the position of great power and venerable, and have the qualifications to be a chess player, but we have to hurry up and plan one or two."

Yan Xiu went on a long journey and the long river of history was surging.

Xingxingfei white body script circulated, writing volumes of history lingering around Yan Xiuyuan's side.

In the long river of bright history, the figures of venerable saints with surnames and surnames splashed ink, recited poems and wrote prose, and weaved a barrier full of historical rhyme with profound and profound principles, blocking the coercion from the newly promoted Venerable Demon Sect.

Yan Xiuyuan's gentle and elegant eyebrows contained a smile, and he said neither humble nor overbearing: "Don't dare to bother the two of you with your business, let's just say goodbye for today, and when we meet again in the future, we will play chess with the two of you and learn from each other."

Yan Xiuyuan is worthy of being the leader of Confucianism, and his calm and self-confidence is unmatched by anyone.

Feng Yuanjiu couldn't hide his appreciation: "Uncle Yan, see you someday."

Yan Xiuyuan cupped his hands: "Nephew Feng, be careful in everything."

One is as cold as a fairy, and the other is as elegant as the wind.

Above the boundless cold and silent sea, under the thousands of miles of blue sky, they stood in the sky and looked at each other with a smile.

It was originally a pleasing scenery, but in Kang Xuan's eyes, there was only "Yan Xiuyuan, it's really an eyesore".

His thoughts teleported to Feng Yuanjiu's side, and he put his hands on Feng Yuanjiu's shoulders in a possessive gesture. Kang Xuanyi said unhurriedly, "Brother Yan Dao, please leave now."

Yan Xiuyuan chuckled, bowed his hands to Kang Xuanyi and Feng Yuanjiu, then turned around without hesitation, and left on the long river of history.

Looking at the figure of Yan Xiuyuan heading towards the Beiming Continent, Kang Xuanyi frowned slightly, and sent a voice transmission to Yan Xiuyuan: "Brother Yan Dao, Gui Haichen Xing's retreat is at Xiaoye Island in the Chaotic Star Sea."

Seeing that the long river of history and the blue sky of the sky are about to merge into one.

When the dignified figure in Tianji became blurred, Kang Xuanyi heard Yan Xiuyuan say leisurely: "Got it."

Kang Xuan sneered, and sent a message talisman to Gui Haichen Xing backhandedly.

As for Yan Xiuyuan's direction, if he wanted to go to the Beiming Continent, he had to pass through the vicinity of Xiaoye Island. He wanted to go to the Beiming Continent to slay demons in peace, but he still had to see whether Gui Haichen Xing would agree.

Casually tricking Yan Xiuyuan, Kang Xuan felt refreshed, and then asked Feng Yuanjiu, "Let's go to the Nether Sect, or should we first go to Canghai City to see the great events of the world?"

Feng Yuanjiu thought, and thousands of miles of stars appeared under his feet: "There are great events in the four seas every ten years, but the events of the Nether Sect can't wait for a moment."

As soon as Kang Xuan understood, he set foot on the Wanli Galaxy, and followed Feng Yuanjiu towards the Northern Underworld Continent.

Different from the beautiful mountains and clear waters of Dongxuan Continent, it has soft and abundant inspiration.

Black soil is everywhere on Beiming Continent. Although the vegetation is lush, it is mostly dark green and purple-black. Although there are rivers flowing, most of the monsters and beasts rushing in the water are black water.

Even the inspiration that monks rely on for their practice is that there is less clear qi and more turbid qi, and the clear and turbid qi are intertwined in one place, which is extremely heterogeneous. It is no wonder that this continent will become a paradise for demon cultivators.

What the monks of the Demon Sect practice is the turbidity of the world.

As he flew deeper into Beiming Continent, the turbid air of heaven and earth became more intense. Finally, Feng Yuanjiu couldn't bear it anymore, and frowned and set up a protective shield to isolate the unique inspiration in Beiming Continent.

With a thought, Kang Xuan took out a pile of high-quality spirit stones as high as a hill from the eyes of all demons: "Beiming Continent is dirty and not suitable for Taoist monks. You should keep these spirit stones first."

Feng Yuanjiu was not short of these spirit stones, but he was not polite to Kang Xuan.

Fuxiu took away the spirit stone, Feng Yuanjiu kept one and held it in his hand to draw inspiration: "How long will it take to get to the Nether Sect?"

Kang Xuan raised his finger and made a point in the void.

There was a black picture scroll hanging in the air, slowly unfolding.

On the scroll, there are mountains and rivers criss-crossing, birds flying in the sky, and animals galloping.

Obviously it is a volume of maps of Beiming Continent.

Kang Xuanyi's fingertips were lingering with chaotic essence that was neither black nor white, and he had drawn on the scroll: "If you don't make a detour, you can arrive in three days."

Feng Yuanjiu looked closely at the route drawn by Kang Xuanyi.

Then I saw the chaotic primordial essence like a swimming dragon pass through a dense fog as black as ink, and reach a cold and deep valley.

Feng Yuanjiu raised his eyes to look at Kang Xuanyi: "Will the thick fog hinder you?"

Kang Xuanyi put his arm around Feng Yuanjiu's shoulders, put it close to his ear and smiled softly: "No, my little fox can run sideways on the Beiming Continent."

Feng Yuanjiu's ear tips felt hot, and her fingertips were itchy.

A spirit sword formed and dissipated in the palm of his hand, Feng Yuanjiu glanced at Kang Xuan with a blank face, and moved his feet to move the galaxy, stepping on the starlight, following the route that Kang Xuan had just drawn. go.

Kang Xuanyi stared at Feng Yuanjiu's red ears and let out a low laugh, thick clouds formed under his feet, and he followed Feng Yuanjiu: "Little fox, why are you running?"

Between the purple mountain and the black water, the bright galaxy speeds up instantly.

Feng Yuanjiu's cold voice floated from the sky with thin anger: "Shut up."

Kang Xuan laughed loudly, cast out the Myriad Demon Eye, teleported with his thoughts, and appeared in front of Wanli Xinghe in an instant.

The beauty under the moon, who looked at him from a distance, arrived under the starlight.

Kang Xuan was full of desires in his heart, wanting to double cultivate with his beauties in the sky full of stars.

If Kang Xuanyi's gaze had substance, it would be difficult for Feng Yuanjiu to ignore it.

Standing in front of Kang Xuanyi, Feng Yuanjiu recited unhurriedly under Kang Xuanyi's increasingly wanton gaze: "Clear is the source of turbidity, and static is the foundation of movement. People can be quiet. , the most precious in the world..."【Note 1】

A section of "Pure Heart Sutra", recited slowly, the voice as cold as a cold spring contains soothing spiritual power.

Kang Xuanyi was almost laughed at by Feng Yuanjiu.

How greedy he was in the past for the "Pure Heart Sutra" recited by Feng Yuanjiu, now he loathes it.

Even though this Heart Sutra has helped him get through the crisis several times when he was on the verge of madness, he still hates this Heart Sutra.

Kang Xuan stepped into the void with one foot, crossed the void, and set foot on the galaxy.

The knuckle-boned hand pinched Feng Yuanjiu's chin, and Kang Xuan caressed Feng Yuanjiu's lips that were as gorgeous as spring peaches with one finger: "It's useless."

Feng Yuanjiu immediately stopped chanting.

A pair of fox eyes that were supposed to charm the common people stared at Kang Xuanyi coldly: "Uncle Kang, you are in a catastrophe, can you be serious?"

Kang Xuan made an inch of progress, and unscrupulously hugged Feng Yuanjiu's waist and pressed to himself: "Nephew Feng, I am seriously considering double cultivation with you to improve my cultivation base."

Feng Yuanjiu finally made a breakthrough.

With a backhand sword, he killed Mo Xiu who was spying in the forest, and Feng Yuanjiu raised his hand to retract the spirit sword dripping with black blood.

The spirit sword dripping with blood pointed between his eyebrows.

The tip of the sword slid across the root of Kang Xuanyi's mountain, passed by the lips that looked extremely affectionate, and touched Kang Xuanyi's Adam's apple.

Feng Yuanjiu pointed at Kang Xuanyi's Adam's apple with the tip of his sword, and said unhurriedly: "Uncle Kang, don't bully me stupidly. The cultivation of the great monk at the fusion stage is the mind, not the body. If you want to improve your cultivation, you can only cut the cause and effect." Evil thoughts, double cultivation is useless."

Kang Xuan lowered his head without changing his face, forcing Feng Yuanjiu to withdraw his spirit sword.

Kang Xuanyi kissed the furious fox eyes, put his mouth on Yan Ruochuntao's lips, and tasted it for a long time before he said leisurely: "That's not entirely true."

Feng Yuanjiu with red ears and Bai Kangxuanyi—I just watch you make it up for me.

Kang Xuan changed his mind in a serious manner, and said solemnly: "Martial nephew Feng doesn't know something, and double cultivation with you can eliminate my obsession."

Since it is mind cultivation, eliminating obsessions will naturally help practice.

Feng Yuanjiu looked at Kang Xuanyi, and felt that he really deserved to be the Holy Son of the Demon Sect who practiced both Taoism and Demonism, and he actually said what he wanted to say in such a high-sounding manner.

Kang Xuanyi rubbed the tip of Feng Yuanjiu's nose against Feng Yuanjiu's, and said with a smile: "Nephew Feng, would you be willing to sacrifice your life to feed demons, dispel my obsession, and help me earn more life?"

Feng Yuanjiu raised his foot to kick Kang Xuanyi away, and sneered: "I'm afraid that the more you practice double cultivation, the more obsessed Mr. Kang will be."

Without changing his expression, Kang Xuan stuck to Feng Yuanjiu's side again and pinched Feng Yuanjiu's chin, his eyes like cold pools filled with danger: "If you haven't tried it, how do you know that double cultivation can't help me get rid of my obsessions?"

Knowing that he couldn't beat Kang Xuanyi's lsp, Feng Yuanjiu was lazy and then entangled with Kang Xuanyi, and directly thought of it, walking towards the Nether Sect across the galaxy.

Kang Xuan smiled.

Twirling his empty fingertips, Shi Shiran followed behind Feng Yuanjiu and landed in front of the gate of the Nether Sect.

Nether Sect, located in Beiyou State, Wanyou Valley, the second child of Wannian among the six sects of Momen.

"After confirming the fall of Venerable Boxuan, the great elder of the Nether Sect, the Blood Evil Sect, the Hehuan Sect, and the Bone Sect joined forces to attack the Nether Sect, and the Nether Sect almost fell."

Standing beside Feng Yuanjiu with his hands behind his back, Kang Xuanyi dutifully wrote the "Encyclopedia of Kyushu" for Feng Yuanjiu, "When the Nether Sect was alive and dead, Venerable Feng Li, the first disciple of Venerable Boxuan, was born out of nowhere. , ascended to the throne of the Great Elder stepping on numerous corpses, and completely turned the Blood Evil Sect, Hehuan Sect, and Bone Sect into his dogs."

Feng Yuanjiu twitched her brows lightly: "What kind of person is Venerable Feng Li?"

Kang Xuan pondered for a while, and said in a manly voice: "The posture of the sky is deep, scheming, ruthless, like a crazy critic."

Feng Yuanjiu frowned: "Maybe we can communicate normally?"

Kang Xuan smiled lowly: "Of course. Before the fall of Venerable Boxuan, Venerable Feng Li was a well-known old-fashioned old-fashioned among the six sects of the Lingmen. When I said he was like a crazy critic, I didn't mean that he was in Boxuan. It is not the sudden change of temperament after the fall of the deceased, but his desire, an unpredictable desire."

"Since Venerable Feng Li became the Great Elder of the Nether Sect, the Nether Sect has truly become his one-word hall. The Nether Sect is the sharpest knife in his hand. As the Great Elder, he has no future for the Nether Sect. I made a plan..."

Kang Xuanyi grabbed it casually, grabbed a little devil, kneaded it into the shape of a worship post, and flicked it towards the gate of the Nether Sect, "It is no exaggeration to say that with Venerable Feng Li's usual behavior of making strong enemies everywhere, whenever he comes out If there is a slight accident, the Nether Sect will immediately be surrounded and suppressed by the Xuan, Ling, Yao, and Confucian sects."

Building strong enemies everywhere is not like the behavior of the elders of the sect.

The true energy in Feng Yuanjiu's palm surged, and he also condensed a greeting card and flicked it towards the gate of the Nether Sect: "Everything has a reason, and there must be a reason for Venerable Feng Li's behavior."

Kang Xuanyi casually said: "Honor Feng Li has no rules at all, and it seems that it depends on who you like, so I say he is like a crazy critic."

"It's just like."

"Yeah." Kang Xuanyi suddenly leaned over, pressed it to Feng Yuanjiu's ear, and said in a breathy voice, "After knowing that you are coming to the Nether Sect, I carefully studied the behavior of Venerable Feng Li for nearly 3000 years, and found that I have a secret, do you want to know it?"

Feng Yuanjiu glanced sideways at Kang Xuanyi, unmoved.

If the mountain doesn't come, it's me, and if I come, it's the mountain.

Kang Xuan directly moved his mouth and bit Feng Yuanjiu's ear for a while, and took the benefits by himself: "Honor Feng Li must be searching for heaven and earth treasures, and resurrecting someone."

No wonder Venerable Feng Li would destroy the Feng clan.

If he really wants to resurrect someone, there really is nothing more irreplaceable than the Phoenix Heart and Bloodline Stone of the Feng Clan.

The heart of Tianfeng is okay, but the bloodstone needs to be activated by Feng's blood.

Feng Yuanjiu touched the bloody phoenix on his arm, and felt inexplicably uneasy: "The gate of the Nether Sect is so hard to worship..."

When he first left the Yuntai Mountains, he planned to spy on the Nether Sect.

Unexpectedly, on the way, he and Kang Xuan practiced together, accidentally broke through the barrier, and his realm was promoted to the fusion stage. With the qualification to talk to Venerable Feng Li, he changed his mind and planned to pay a visit in a grandiose manner.

Right now, Kang Xuanyi and his greeting card have been sent to the mountain gate for so long, and the Nether Sect has not made any movement, so Feng Yuanjiu wants to fight up the mountain.

Thinking of this, Feng Yuanjiu's magic robe filled with colorful brilliance moved automatically without wind, and the five-color spiritual energy condensed into a sword at his white fingertips.

Feng Yuanjiu flicked the blade of the sword lightly, and said coldly: "Let's shoot it into the valley!"

Gee!

Kang Xuan reached out and grabbed Feng Yuanjiu by the back of his neck, and pulled him into his arms.

At the same time, the chaotic primordial essence that was not black and not white came out through the body, firmly imprisoning Feng Yuanjiu in his arms, and rebuked: "Be good, don't be impulsive."

A hand with distinct bones covered the back of his hand, and the hand wrapped around him melted away the condensed spirit sword in his palm.

Feng Yuanjiu watched Kang Xuan holding his hand, biting his fingertips lightly one by one, his ears turned red instantly and his face turned cold.

Kang Xuan held the fingers that had been bitten by his tooth marks in his palm: "Little fox, that's the Nether Sect. If you want to enter the valley, you should first say hello to brother."

Feng Yuanjiu looked down at the two people's hands, and said in a low voice: "Honor Feng Li is not in the valley."

It is indeed not there, and the Kang family should be destroyed in Wuling Lake at this moment.

All the calls for help from the Kang family have been sent to him, it is obvious that there is more danger than luck.

Kang Xuanyi held Feng Yuanjiu's hand, raised Feng Yuanjiu's chin, and warned in a loving tone: "You belong to my brother, and my brother forbids you to take risks alone."

Feng Yuanjiu eats soft but not hard.

But Kang Xuanyi spoke unreasonable things in the most gentle tone.

Feng Yuanjiu's annoyance melted into Kang Xuanyi's tenderness, and he snorted softly: "I haven't registered yet, I hope you know."

This mouth should be kept shut all the time.

Kang Xuan narrowed his eyes and stared at Feng Yuanjiu's mouth for a moment, then smiled lightly: "I will fulfill the marriage contract between the Kang and Feng families on behalf of Sister She, or the Holy Son of the Demon Sect proposes marriage to the first disciple of Taiqing, you choose."

Feng Yuanjiu curled the corners of his mouth unobtrusively: "Children only make choices, adults don't want anything."

"Oh."

Kang Xuan glanced at Feng Yuanjiu's Zhongsan road, and said meaningfully, "Got it."

Feng Yuanjiu: "?"

Kang Xuanyi: "If the little fox says no, he will."

Feng Yuanjiu: "..."

Kang Xuan made an inch of progress: "Don't worry, after waiting for this matter, my brother will follow you to Taiqing to ask Brother Qin to propose marriage."

Feng Yuanjiu gave Kang Xuan a white look, but didn't say yes or no.

The spirit energy accumulated in the body finally broke away from the prison of the chaotic essence, Feng Yuanjiu took a step forward and broke away from the prison of Kang Xuanyi: "Don't gossip, it's serious to take care of the Nether Sect first."

It has taken enough advantage just now.

Kang Xuanyi didn't dare to go too far, so he reached out and grabbed Feng Yuanjiu's hand: "The Nether Sect is also the second largest sect in my Spiritual Sect, and the guardian formation should not be underestimated..."

"boom!"

Before Kang Xuan could finish his sentence, he saw a flaming sword dragging a blazing golden flame and slashed over the Nether Sect.

A black mask that seemed to flow with countless dead bones emerged, barely blocking the flame sword.

The flaming long sword pierced the black mask, and there were many fine lines around the tip of the sword.

The golden flames spread along the fine lines, burning in the black mask, and flocking to the dry bones in the cracks.

Dry bones howled in the golden flames.

A huge white animal claw pierced through the air and slapped on the flaming long sword.

The flaming long sword pierced through the black mask in an instant, and the black mask immediately fell apart, like a shattered or destroyed firework.

Accompanied by this earth-shattering sword strike, was Tu Guanyu's melodious and endlessly romantic voice: "Little Phoenix, what are you in a hurry for?"

Got it!

The slap came too fast.

The grandfather and the father-in-law came hand in hand, and Kang Xuanyi could only quickly change his style of painting and forcibly pull back his respect: "It's about the grandfather's sword strike."

Feng Yuanjiu couldn't help but laugh.

Pressing the corners of her lips that could not help but turn up, she turned around and looked at the billowing golden flames that were wrapped in the breeze in the sky.

With the help of the breeze, the golden flame spread to the sky over the Nether Sect in an instant.

The golden flame gradually dissipated.

Feng Anlan came stepping on the golden flames, and the birds singing in the back of his head made him look even more cold and out of the world.

The end of the golden flame.

Tu Guanyu strolled in the air, turned the wine cup lightly with his fingertips, raised his head to drink lightly, and said inexhaustibly noble and coquettish: "Little Phoenix, you stabbed your sword into the forbidden area of ​​the Nether Sect and directly disturbed Feng Li's lair, so you are not afraid of him." Come and fight with you."

Feng Anlan raised his hand to recall the sword inserted in the hinterland of Wanyou Valley, looked indifferently at the disciples of the Nether Sect who were flustered in the valley, and said indifferently: "If he can destroy my Qifeng City, I can destroy him Wanyou Valley."

Tu Guanyu clapped his palms and smiled: "That's the reason. These devil cubs will be slaughtered as soon as they are slaughtered. If Feng Li comes to seek revenge, this king will help you."

Feng Anlan slashed Tu Guanyu's neck with a backhanded sword: "Don't bother Lord Fox."

Tu Guanyu leaned back slightly, avoided the tip of the sword, raised her hand to catch the scattered hair, and smiled lightly: "Why be polite. Anyway, Miao Ge and I..."

"Master Fox." Feng Anlan pointed at the Lord Fox, and said word by word, "But please fight."

Tu Guanyu turned the broken hair in her hands into powder, put her hands behind her back, floated a foot away, and said with a smile: "No appointment."

Feng Anlan retracted her sword, hummed softly, and raised her hand to push out a sea of ​​golden flames.

Tu Guanyu clicked his tongue lightly, and instantly moved to Feng Anlan's side: "Little Phoenix, Yuan Jiu is still watching."

Feng Anlan sneered lightly.

Flicking his sleeves, he swept the billowing golden flame towards Wanyou Valley: "Why are you here?"

Feng Yuanjiu bowed and saluted, and greeted Feng Anlan and Tu Guanyu.

Flicking his sleeves with his palms, exposing the bloody phoenix on his wrists, Feng Yuanjiu said calmly: "I used the secret technique of pulse-seeking to find out the whereabouts of my mother. When I met my grandfather and father, it was God's will."

Feng Anlan frowned: "Secret pulse-seeking technique?"

Tu Guanyu restrained her coquettish posture, and asked in a deep voice, "Is your mother in this valley?"

Feng Yuanjiu tapped the blood phoenix on his wrist lightly with his fingertips.

The restless blood phoenix finally broke free from the barrier, fluttered its wings and flew into the Nine Heavens. After circling around the Nine Heavens with its long blood-colored tail feathers, it plunged headlong into the deep Wanyou Valley.

Feng Anlan's expression was condensed, and he stepped in the air, with golden flames under his feet, and followed the blood phoenix. Wherever he passed, all the valleys were turned into scorched earth.

Tu Guanyu sneered, with a breeze blowing by his side, he followed Feng Anlan into the Valley of Myriad You, and where he passed, not a single blade of grass was left, and everything turned into nothingness.

The same period of integration.

He and Kang Xuanyi, an early-stage monk who has not eliminated the evil thoughts of cause and effect, are not in the same breath as grandfather and father, a powerful demon master in the Dzogchen realm.

Watching the breeze send golden flames, entering the deep valley is like entering the land of no one.

Feng Yuanjiu is not without envy.

Kang Xuan smiled lightly.

Putting his hand on Feng Yuanjiu's shoulders, holding Feng Yuanjiu to roll up a black cloud, hidden in the clouds, and following Tu Guanyu in the distance, Kang Xuan said in a manly voice: "What's the hurry, grandpa and father-in-law have both cultivated After thousands of years, you are still a doll!"

Well, hundreds of years old dolls.

Feng Yuanjiu looked coldly at Kang Xuanyi: "Uncle Kang, please take good care of the doll in the future, and don't do anything beyond the distance."

Kang Xuan smiled.

Flicking his sleeves, he released a row of devils to devour the miscellaneous fish that slipped through the net of the Nether Sect, and said with a smile: "It can be done in the future."

There are only four words, but the accent is still on the first word...

Feng Yuanjiu's hands were itchy.

The five-color spirit sword was condensed in the palm of his hand, and directly touched Kang Xuan's crotch.

Kang Xuan pinched Feng Yuanjiu's wrist, with a half-smile: "Little fox, are you really willing?"

Can't beat this monster!

Feng Yuanjiubai Kangxuan glanced at him, let go of his mind sword, and teleported out of the black clouds with his thoughts, a river of stars formed under his feet, and merged into the golden flames with the starlight all over the sky.

Kang Xuan smiled.

Rolling up billowing black clouds, clutching the tail of the star and leaving.

Wanyou Valley, the forbidden area of ​​the Nether Sect.

The woman in vermilion palace attire was lying on her side on the white jade cloud bed, her eyes were closed, her expression was peaceful, like a fairy taking a nap among flowers.

It's just that the flowers around the white jade cloud bed have black petals, with ghost faces hidden in their hearts, and the magic circle drawn by the flower roots is dripping with sweet blood, flowing from the white jade cloud bed to ten feet away, placed in a piece of white tea The Xuanyu cloud bed in the cluster nourishes the cultivator sitting cross-legged like an old monk who has entered meditation with his fingers pinched on the cloud bed.

The monk has picturesque eyebrows, a serene expression like a Buddha who has passed the world, and a graceful posture like a wandering fairy.

It makes people forget the vulgarity.

However, this place is the old lair of the Demon Sect, a forbidden place, where is the Buddha, and where can we find immortals?

Even if there is a "fairy", it is the Luoxia Fairy imprisoned here by the devil, not the devil who absorbs the essence and blood of Luoxia Fairy to nourish himself.

Zhang Zhang's blood phoenix arrived with Liu Guang.

He bumped his head against the colorless and invisible magic circle shield, screaming shrilly.

Feng Anlan, who once flattened the six demon tribes in the two prefectures of Xihuang with a single sword, was trembling with all the birds behind her, and the golden flames under her feet were restless.

The fox master, who has always been elegant and noble, with the breeze blowing around him, looked at the "beautiful scenery" in the magic circle with a smile at the end of his eyes, the bottom of his eyes was cold, and the shape of white animal claws loomed between the opening and closing of his white as jade right hand.

Feng Yuanjiu was surrounded by multicolored rays of light, watching the blood phoenix crashing into the shield of the magic circle quietly, his face turned pale every time.

Kang Xuanyi arrived on the black clouds, seeing this scene, his expression turned cold, he put Feng Yuanjiu's shoulders into his arms, and stopped coldly: "Don't die!"

Feng Yuanjiu opened his mouth to defend, but before he could speak, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Kang Xuanyi stuffed Feng Yuanjiu's mouth with a pill of crossing Er Jindan roughly, and looked up at Feng Anlan and Tu Guanyu, who were all focused on the magic circle: "Yuan Jiu is not deep in the world, lacks common sense, If you don’t know the Nether Sect’s Nine Turns Returning Soul Formation, grandpa and father don’t know either?”

Feng Anlan came back to her senses, her expression changed slightly, and immediately flicked her sleeves and sent out a golden flame, trying to lock the blood phoenix that had been crashing into the shield of the magic circle.

But Tu Guanyu suddenly reached out and grabbed the golden flame chain, and said slowly: "Little Phoenix, only the blood phoenix can break this formation."

Kang Xuan's face turned ashen for a moment: "Master Fox, as expected, this formation was set up by Venerable Feng Li. With Yuan Jiu's current practice, once this formation is broken, he will be useless."

Tu Guanyu looked back, squinted at Feng Yuanjiu and Kang Xuanyi, and smiled lightly: "The body, hair and skin of the parents, now that the birth mother is in trouble, it is right for him to offer his whole body's essence and blood."

Kang Xuan sneered.

In the chaotic heaven and earth law, the sky is dim and the earth is dark, and the black clouds are surging under the feet, like a raging sea.

Feng Yuanjiu lowered her eyes and slightly curved her lips.

Putting his hand on Kang Xuan's first hand, he said softly: "I have heard that the fox master treats his heirs indifferently, so it is normal to have such thoughts. I just don't know grandpa..."

Feng Anlan hummed softly.

Directly slashing his sword at the hand holding the golden chain, he said coldly: "This is the reason why I can't conspire with Lord Fox."

Tu Guanyu's expression changed slightly.

After carrying Feng Anlan's sword with her white hands turned into animal claws, she didn't dare to bear the second sword, so she let Feng Anlan tie up the blood phoenix that "ran away" and stuffed it back into Feng Yuanjiu's body.

The blood phoenix returned to the body, and Feng Yuanjiu's face turned bloody.

Leaving aside the fox master Tu Guanyu, he bowed to Feng Anlan and saluted. Feng Yuanjiu said nothing, but said everything in this salute.

Tu Guanyu smiled, and said in a gentle voice: "Little Fenghuang, you can think clearly, according to Boxuan's method of inhalation, Miaoge can last at most ten years."

Feng Anlan glanced at her beloved daughter through the magic circle, and said calmly: "The road to longevity is never smooth, if she falls here this time, it is her fate."

Tu Guanyu chuckled: "Don't talk nonsense with your eyes open, as long as you are willing, you can save Miao Ge without Yuan Jiu."

Kang Xuanyi sneered: "I hope the fox master knows that Yuan Jiu is not only the son of Luoxia Fairy, he is also a great disciple of the Taiqing School, a Taoist companion of the Holy Son of the Lingmen, his Taoism is not something you can just let go of. "

Tu Guanyu sneered: "There is nothing in this world that this king cannot be the master of."

The trident in Kang Xuan's palm pointed directly at Tu Guanyu: "Then you have to ask the halberd in my palm whether you agree or not!"

Feng Anlan frowned.

Teleported to the front of Kang Xuanyi and Feng Yuanjiu: "With me here, why do you need to show off like a child."

The hand that turned into a beast's claw turned back into a hand again.

Tu Guanyu and Feng Anlan looked at each other for a moment, held his usual wine glass backhandedly, took a sip, and asked with a smile: "Little Phoenix is ​​reluctant to part with your obedient grandson, and this king can't force it. Do you not care about the wonderful song?"

The sword in Feng Anlan's palm hung slightly, and the tip of the sword moved from between Tu Guanyu's eyebrows to the ground: "Of course not."

"The Nine Turns Returning Soul Formation is connected to Miao Ge's life, there is absolutely no possibility of violently breaking the formation..." Tu Guanyu's cold eyes fell on Feng Yuanjiu, "May I ask how you will take care of Miao Ge's life?"

"The fox master has nothing to do, but it doesn't mean that others have nothing to do either." Feng Anlan said blankly, "The Taiqing sect is the number one Taoist sect in my Kyushu, and it has been passed down for hundreds of millions of years. If you want to come to the Baili sect, you must have a way to break the formation."

"Feng, An, Lan!" Tu Guanyu looked cold, "You don't have a ready-made solution, but you want to go to Baili Changkong?"

Feng Anlan was unmoved, and calmly told Kang Xuanyi: "Boy of the Kang family, you take Yuan Jiu back to Taiqing, and report this matter to Baili Shangzun in detail, and you must inform Baili Shangzun. Turn back to the soul array to revive Boxuan, if you don't stop it, within ten years, the devil Boxuan will be reborn in blood."

"When Boxuan is reborn, Kyushu will be in chaos."

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