After reconciliation with Jianzun

Wen Mo and Xia Xingchui had the same spiritual power, and she propped up a defensive barrier several feet square, and the three of them fell from midair to the bottom of the peak.

On the way of falling, broken arms and legs, half face dripping with saliva, palm-length tail, even tongue, teeth and internal organs, all swarmed on the transparent barrier.

In order for Ye Zhili to get used to the situation at the bottom of the peak, Wen Mo did not block the sounds and smells from outside.

The more you go down, the more painful it is, and Ye Zhili is so disgusted that he almost wants to vomit.

After being a monk for so many years, it was the first time that he was surrounded by so many monsters at close range, holding Liuxian tightly with his right hand, afraid that Wen Mo's barrier would explode anytime.

Although in this case, if the enchantment really exploded, it would only be the difference between dying in this moment and dying in the next moment.

Death is close at hand, but he has no thought of backing down.

In order to ease his emotions, Wen Mo joked: "You don't trust me so much?"

Ye Zhili's voice was fairly steady: "I trust you, but it's a little too exciting."

Wen Mo raised his eyebrows: "If Sword Master is here, are you still afraid?"

If it's Shengma...

Ye Zhili was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but imagine Sheng Jian's resolute side face and the cold spiritual power in his mind, his heart gradually calmed down, his right hand loosened, and his pale knuckles began to turn red again.

If it is Shengjian, there will be mountains of swords and seas of fire.

Wen Mo deliberately said bitterly: "Oh, it's because I and the leader are not good enough~"

Even though he knew that Wen Mo was helping him adjust his emotions, he was still a little embarrassed.

He rubbed the tip of his nose, and when he was about to make a sound, the peak reached the bottom.

If the road is full of fragmented monsters, then the bottom of the peak is the most broken and primitive dead air, like a swamp formed by mud, you can guess what it will feel like just by taking a glance.

Fortunately, he was still in the enchantment, so he didn't have to set foot on that swamp.

The magic circle he was looking for was a kind of spirit-gathering circle. The essence of spirit-gathering and magic-gathering energy was almost the same, mainly to absorb a designated nearby existence.

With the foundation of the magic circle there, it doesn't take much effort.

Wen Mo controlled the barrier, and walked hard over the swamp. After about a stick of incense, they came to the gate of a palace.

The gate is made of a whole piece of ice and fire rock, it is extremely solid, there is no half pattern on it, it is only covered with moss and vines.

Mozhao Peak can become the place with the most spiritual energy in the Immortal League precisely because there is a spiritual vein locked in this palace.

And the spiritual energy and the dead energy will cancel each other out, so that the dead energy stops three feet away from the front of the palace.

Wen Mo warned: "To open the door, you need to open the barrier. Master Lu, protect Daoist Ye and rush in as soon as the door opens."

Ye Zhili and Lu Juchen responded in unison, each guarding their magic weapons.

Wen Mo made a gesture, and the barrier swung behind the three of them with the newly burst of spiritual power, sweeping away all the nearby monsters.

Taking advantage of this moment, Wen Mo took out a square seal and smashed it firmly on the ground in front of the door.

The dust fell rustlingly, the stone door was cracked from the middle, and the dead air rushed up again.

"Take advantage of it now!"

The three of them seized the opportunity, starting with Wen Mo, followed by Lu Juchen, and then slipped in sideways one by one.

After Lu Juchen entered, he immediately closed the door with his backhand. Seeing that the prey was about to leave, he squeezed into the crack of the door and wrapped around Lu Juchen's wrist, regardless of his own damage.

As soon as Ye Zhili Liuxian lifted it up, he saw a flash of purple light, and the death energy was like a hallucination, leaving nothing behind.

He pulled Lu Juchen over, and at the same time kicked with spiritual force on his feet, kicking the Shimen back again.

"Are you OK?"

Lu Juchen patted his arm casually, not caring about the life-and-death situation just now: "It's okay, let's go in quickly."

In order to deceive Zhongxi before, Ye Zhili disguised a fake enchantment with a magic circle on Mozhao Peak. He had been to this underground palace once before, and he knew that there were traps everywhere.

However, Wen Mo had been in the Xianmeng for more than a hundred years and was very familiar with every part of the Xianmeng. The three of them walked to the magic circle without hindrance.

Ye Zhili hurried forward to check it, and determined the way of repairing the magic circle.

Wen Mo asked, "How is it? Can it be used?"

Ye Zhili nodded: "No problem, but if all the dead energy is sucked in, then this spiritual vein will be useless. Even so, it can only be blocked for a while."

Wen Mo had been mentally prepared for a long time. If the death energy could be solved by a spiritual vein, it would not have troubled the Demon Lord for so many years.

She replied: "Go ahead and do it. Mo Zhaofeng was originally given to me by the leader. If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. I will find a way to do the rest in the future. As long as the person is still there, the fairy alliance will still be there."

Now that Wen Mo is the master, Ye Zhili has nothing to regret. He took out the magic weapon from the storage bag and prepared to repair the magic circle.

Just before making a move, he suddenly hesitated.

Mozun probably knew that there was a spiritual vein and a magic circle here, and he could use these two conditions to solve the disaster of the Immortal League, why would he pour his dead energy here?

Based on his understanding of the Demon Lord, everything the Demon Lord does has a purpose.

What will happen next time?

Seeing that he hadn't moved, Lu Juchen asked, "What's the matter, little leaf?"

Ye Zhili put away his conjectures, no matter what Mozun's purpose is, the current situation must be resolved.

He said "nothing" and started to fix it.

It stands to reason that with Lu Juchen and Wen Mo two powerful guardians, he could have done his own thing with peace of mind, but he still couldn't help but be a little bit on guard, wondering if it would appear and in what way it would appear Accident.

The days in Liuluomen taught him that he could not rely on anyone. Later, after staying in Xuanjian Pavilion for a few days, this habit was weakened a bit, but at this critical moment, it was inevitable to rise again.

But as Wen Mo said, if Sheng Jian was here, he wouldn't have to worry about it.

He can't trust Sheng Jian emotionally, but he only trusts Sheng Jian when it comes to business.

That's why he saw the fireworks shaking the night before.

Lu Juchen likes him, but doesn't understand him.

Sheng Jian could tell at a glance that he didn't want to stay in Xianmeng, but Lu Juchen was very surprised when he heard that he was leaving Xianmeng. If Sheng Jian was here instead, he would definitely understand why he was hesitating.

Mutual understanding and tacit understanding without words are too precious, and in his two lifetimes, he only met one Shengjian.

pity.

Knowing that Xia Xingchui was still struggling outside, and that the life and death of the Immortal League depended on him, he moved quickly and steadily, and repaired the magic circle in a short time.

Seeing his success, Wen Mo urged, "Let's go quickly."

Lu Juchen also advised him: "You are human, the longer you stay, the more you will be corroded by death energy, don't worry, leave it to me, you hurry up."

Ye Zhili reminded again the key to starting the magic circle at the eye of the formation, and after confirming that Lu Juchen really remembered it, he said, "You have to be careful."

Lu Juchen smiled, with the usual evil look on his brows: "I still want to go out alive and wait to marry you to pass the family. Nothing will happen at this time."

After speaking, he turned to Wen Mo and said, "Protect Little Ye Zi."

Wen Mo solemnly replied, "We'll be waiting for you up there."

Although Lu Juchen was still so out of tune, Ye Zhili didn't care too much at this moment, and walked towards the gate of the palace with Wen Mo.

As he passed the corner, he took a deep look back.

Lu Juchen stood proudly in the same place in purple clothes, also looking at him, rows of ever-burning lamps illuminated the entire hall brightly, but they couldn't shine brighter than those shining purple eyes.

Lu Juchen silently mouthed to him.

wait for me.

Under Wen Mo's protection, Ye Zhili returned to the sky above Mozhao Peak.

It seemed that Lu Juchen had counted the time, and when he stood still, a powerful suction roared from the bottom of the peak.

The sound of the wind and the howling mixed together and intensified.

The flowers, plants and trees on the edge of Mozhao Peak were uprooted, and the dead air and the surrounding gravel disappeared in the center of the black vortex in an instant, as if it was about to swallow the sky and the earth, the dark, dark mouth spread to the surroundings.

Fortunately, Xia Xingchui and Wen Mo had set up the barrier early, otherwise they would have been dragged down together.

I don't know if he was affected by the death energy at the bottom of the peak, or because he took too much effort to repair the magic circle, Ye Zhili felt dizzy and wanted to fall from the sword.

Wen Mo reached out to grab him, and asked concerned, "Are you okay?"

Ye Zhili thanked him to indicate that he was fine, and then performed a Qingxin formula, which made his breathing easier.

Outside the barrier was the raging wind and death aura everywhere. Obviously he couldn't see anything clearly, so he poked his head to the bottom of the peak to look for Lu Huangchen's figure.

Xia Xingchui and Wen Mo were quite moral, they pushed down the barrier they were in, and waited for Lu Juchen to come out to respond as soon as possible.

But he waited for a long time, until the death energy in the Immortal League was absorbed by the magic circle one after another, the number began to decrease, the disturbing sharp sound gradually became smaller, the sky showed its original color, and he did not wait until anyone came out of the peak. bottom out.

His heart was getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help but screamed towards the bottom of the peak.

"Dangchen! Lu Duchen!"

Ye Zhili understands that the path of cultivation is to go against the sky, and in a troubled world, death and sacrifice are nothing more than normal.

But how could something happen to Lu Juchen?

He obviously stood there upright just now, and said frivolous words such as marrying him, why didn't he come out now?

"Lu Juchen!"

As his emotions became agitated, his eyes turned black again, and he was almost unable to resist the sword.

Xia Xingchui gave Wen Mo a look, and Wen Mo said, "Let's go down and have a look."

Just as Wen Mo was about to prop up the small barrier again, a purple light shot out from the center of the vortex and rushed towards Ye Zhili.

Ye Zhili was overjoyed, and quickly stretched out his hand to fish it, but he felt a piece of ice cold.

A delicate and beautiful long sword lay in the middle of his hands, and it was a bit heavy, making him almost bend over.

The word "mortal world" on the scabbard reflects the re-shone sunlight, reflecting unreal bright colors.

Holding the sword in his hand, he murmured in a trembling voice, "Wang Chen?"

The blade of the sword groaned softly, and a group of purple spiritual energy that was so weak that it seemed to dissipate at any time hung above the scabbard.

Those purple star dots seem to have worked hard to form the shape of the word.

"it's me."

"no need to worry."

Ye Zhili finally let out the breath hanging in his chest, his expression relaxed, and he smiled from the bottom of his heart.

Good luck.

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