The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

The person they were thinking of had already sneaked into the other side alone, and even played the role of his disciple under the eyes of Patriarch Xuehe.

Everyone didn't know, they just remembered that he had suppressed the two most powerful among them when he made a move earlier, if he led them to break the formation, there must be a glimmer of hope.

"Sister Fu, do you know where Senior Brother Ying is?"

A moving female voice sounded, and everyone looked around, only to see Qingli Jiaren, headed by the Tianshan Sword Sect, frowning and asking Fu Yueshu.

Fu Yueshu also wanted to know where the future Taoists were, and the third senior sister's question was too deliberate, so she was silent for a moment before she said: "I went back to the room with you to rest, and I came out together just now, and I didn't go to see Senior Brother Ying. "

Seeing that she didn't even know about it, everyone couldn't help but worry: "Why don't you go back to the inn?"

"No need to go." The girl in pink came out of the inn with a sword in hand, followed by four maids in white, and looked up at the battlefield in the sky as soon as she came out.

Everyone was overjoyed at first, but when they looked towards the inn, they saw only five of them, and still couldn't see the red figure, so they couldn't help asking: "Where is Daoist Ying?"

The girl named Yingying looked at the person who asked the question and smiled at him: "The young master said before entering the room, don't bother him even if the sky falls, if he wants to come out, he will come out naturally."

The middle-aged scribe asked her to stop, holding a compass and being speechless, while the rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay.

Originally, there was some hope for the young master of the Hehuan Sect to be included in their plan to break the formation, but now he didn't even show his face. What's the use of their careful planning?

"gone."

The girl didn't give them a chance to say more. As soon as she signaled to the four white-clothed maids, the five of them turned into streamers and joined the battlefield in the east, leaving the group of monks who were going to break the formation standing still, waiting for the middle-aged scribe to speak. .

The face of the middle-aged scribe was tense. He looked back to the direction of the second floor of the inn, and seemed to see the closed door, then gritted his teeth: "Forget it, even without him, we have to give it a try!"

The Hehuan Sect acted so perversely, and the temperament of the young master of the Hehuan Sect was quite different from ordinary people. If he didn't come out at this time, when the blood river formation swallowed up everyone in the city, he would not even think about living.

Fu Yueshu also glanced at the direction of her fiancé's room, and the third senior sister said casually: "Perhaps senior brother Ying has his own plans, or has his own way to save his life, we don't know what these people are thinking, let's go." Bar."

A group of people who planned to go to break the formation quickly divided their tasks.

The blood mist rises from all sides, and the eye of the array must be in the middle of Qingye Mountain City, where is the temple.

They want to break through from here, and the few people who are proficient in the formation will stay in the middle of the team, and the two sides will be equipped with high-strength fighters to resist the blood mist and possible attacks in the middle.

Before leaving, the middle-aged scribe with a compass in his hand said solemnly, "Our goal is to go to the middle of the formation and break the formation, and we don't care about the rest."

That is to say, no matter who is seriously injured and left behind on the road, or encounters a call for help, they cannot stop or take care of them.

When everyone agreed, the group of people transformed into a formation of sharp knives and rushed towards the center of the bloody fog.

Although the four members of the Tianshan Sword Sect who came this time were all women, they had outstanding combat power, so Fu Yueshu and the other four were arranged on the periphery of the team.

As soon as she entered the blood mist, she felt that the mist was indeed difficult to entangle, and as soon as it touched it, it would begin to erode their body-protecting spiritual energy and body-protecting magic weapon.

"Full speed ahead, don't stop!"

The monks who opened the way at the front transmitted voices to everyone, and the blood mist in the eyes of the formation would not be so thick, and they could get rid of the constant wear and tear on their strength.

However, this trip must not be so smooth, they flew halfway, and heard the laughter of the evil cultivator again in the blood mist: "Where are you going?"

Everyone stopped flying and watched fearfully as the fog in front of them spread towards the sides as if alive, revealing the people in front of them.

The evil cultivators blocking the way ahead had a much higher level of cultivation than those evil cultivators they had seen before.

This person was dressed in a black warrior robe, and on his shoulders was decorated with a bone vessel in the shape of a horse's head. The horse's head was surrounded by black flames, and his eyes were staring at them sullenly.

He looked about 30 years old, with a cold temperament, and his eyes were even more lewd, completely destroying the temperament of his otherwise pretty face.

This is none other than Patriarch Xuehe's second disciple - Ma Mian.

He was in charge of the south city of Qingye Mountain City, and after the opening of the big formation, he was finally able to loosen his muscles and bones.

He led his men to kill all the way, the more excited he was, the more people he killed, the stronger the power returned from the blood mist, and the quality of the soul hook in his hand also increased, which was better than that of his own sacrificial hook. Banjiazi is effective.

If Master Xuehe Patriarch hadn't told him to keep alive, he could have wiped out the entire city by himself.

Since you can't kill them all, you have to find some other fun.

As a result, as soon as he dispatched his subordinates to search for beautiful beauties, he saw this group of insects flying from the east, so Ma Mian took the remaining one-third of his subordinates and waited on the road, ready to wait for the rabbits.

At this moment, Qingye Mountain City is full of battlefields, and the light of spells bursts out one after another. The power that does not belong to the mortal world sweeps across the city, sweeping the entire border city to pieces.

Amidst the explosion, Ma Mian's eyes fell on the Tianshan disciples in this team, and his eyes lit up.

Especially when he saw Fu Yueshu, his whole face glowed with excitement.

"Look, Second Young Master!" The minions behind him pointing at the opposite side with a knife, excitedly said, "These girls look like a sign, and one or two of them are still in the body of Yuan Yin, and they happen to be led by the Second Young Master. Go back and enjoy it!"

These words fell into the ears of Fu Yueshu and the others, full of insults, the lewd eyes on the horse's face seemed to lick their faces, and they raised their hands to push away the subordinates who were close to them: "Then what do you say? "

He took a step forward in the air, "Little lady, come back with me?"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly threw his hands violently, and threw a pair of Soul Hooks towards them!

"spread!"

The leading monk yelled, and the team immediately dispersed to the side.

This group of evil cultivators were like locusts, they were extremely fast and attacked them overwhelmingly.

Everyone fell into a bitter battle in an instant!

"Huh!"

On the eastern battlefield, after the girl in pink brought Chu Yiyang's four maids into the battle, she still had the strength to look in the direction of the team that broke the formation, and saw the magic light and spiritual power fluctuations that suddenly exploded in the blood mist.

The team rushing to the center of the formation has monks who are proficient in the formation. During the fight, the light of the formation spreads in the sky, and countless mysterious symbols emerge in the air, giving strength to their teammates.

Originally, before the Hehuan Sect joined, the young master of Tianqin Sect and the head disciple of Mingyang Sword Sect had been fighting for a long time, and a lot of strength was sucked away by the blood mist. Seeing his sweetheart rushing to help, he felt so happy in his heart.

They retreated to the blank area, took the elixir to restore their spiritual power, and recognized the Tianshan swordsmanship in that direction at a glance.

"Tianshan Sword Sect? Yingying—" the young master of Tianqin Sect called her, "Your young master's fiancée looks a bit dangerous, do you want to help her?"

As a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, Yingying dressed in more pink and beat people harder. When she heard the words of her former lover during the fight, she just sent the evil cultivator flying in front of her with a single sword, and said without looking back: "Heal your wounds, sir. The Lord gave her a magic weapon, so you don’t need to worry about it.”

Hearing this, the recovering man couldn't refute, but exchanged a look with his friend in disbelief—is he really so powerful?Don't capsize the boat in the gutter, and let the fiancée be arrested.

As the second disciple of Patriarch Xuehe, Ma Mian is lustful, but his skills are quite true to Patriarch Xuehe.

He doesn't fight with other people, and only concentrates on dealing with Tianshan disciples. He has a lust for the four of them, his seniors and sisters. Every time he fights, he shows extremely explicit eyes, which not only makes people feel uncomfortable physically, but also psychologically.

"hateful!"

Among the four, the third senior sister was the most impatient. They were not as good as each other, and it was only by tacit understanding that they could fight with him for such a long time under the pressure of the blood mist.

Seeing the gap, Ma Mian suddenly laughed lewdly, grabbed her arm, and dragged her out of the sword formation: "Come here! Hahahahahaha——"

Together with his lust, he quickly burned to the point of unbearable, and wanted to take one back immediately to enjoy it wantonly.

As soon as he thought about it, he couldn't hold it any longer, he dragged the third senior sister and ordered his subordinates to retreat, going back to the underground blood pool first.

"No! Let go!" The third senior sister struggled desperately, but the fingers of the madman holding her were like cast iron. She couldn't break free, so she could only reach out to her fellow disciples in horror for help, "Junior sisters—three junior sisters, save me!" I!"

"Sister!"

These evil cultivators are difficult to deal with. Seeing that they intend to retreat at this moment, the rest of the team is relieved. At this moment, the only ones who want to catch up to save others are Fu Yueshu and the other Tianshan disciples.

"Don't chase!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged scribe who led the team only stretched out his hand to stop him, but the three of them had already chased after the evil cultivator who was about to retreat into the blood mist like a shooting star.

Among the three, Fu Yueshu was the fastest. He was about to fly away while pulling the struggling woman by the horse's face, when he heard the wind behind him, he turned around and saw Fu Yueshu's beautiful face.

He was suddenly ecstatic: "Okay, I didn't catch you, but you came to my door instead—and then!"

The third senior sister screamed and was thrown into the hands of the evil cultivator beside him, while Ma Mian himself faced Fu Yueshu.

As soon as Fu Yueshu fought with him, he immediately shouted to the two senior sisters who were chasing him: "Don't be in love with the fight, save the person and leave!"

"Want to leave?" Ma Mian smiled ferociously, "Leave them all to me!"

As he spoke, he hooked the soul chasing hook in his hand, and Fu Yueshu felt a huge suction force from his sword, drawing her towards this evil cultivator who was so excited that his face was distorted and hideous.

On the other side, the evil cultivator who was holding the third senior sister was waiting to watch the show, and was negligent in guarding against it, and was successfully rescued by the second daughter.

"Senior sister, are you okay?" The two pulled her back to a distance, and looked at Fu Yueshu after confirming.

At this moment, Fu Yueshu was entangled by the horse's face, and the surrounding evil cultivators even attracted blood mist to surround them. In a blink of an eye, the three people standing here disappeared without a trace of her.

"No!" The second daughter who came to rescue people with her showed an anxious expression, "I have to save Master Fu!"

However, just as they were about to set off and rush over, they were stopped by the person they had just rescued: "Don't go!"

The third senior sister held them back in panic, "That villain was after Senior Sister Fu, we would have died in vain in the past!"

The second daughter turned her head to look at her, unbelievable: "Then let Master Fu be arrested and left alone?!"

The third senior sister opened her mouth. Originally, she wanted to say that Fu Yueshu's fiancé was in the inn, but now they went back to find him and asked him to rescue Fu Yueshu, but they heard an earth-shattering sound in the dense blood mist ahead of them.

The formation-breaking team chasing from behind stopped and flew away, and looked forward together with the three women.

I saw thunder and light snakes coming out densely from the blood mist, and their power was so powerful that it made one's scalp tingle.

They dare not approach, uneasily guessing what happened inside——

Could it be that Fu Yueshu didn't want to be humiliated and blew himself up?

No, it's impossible.

Even if she blew herself up, she didn't have such a great power in the Jindan stage.

It took a long time for the devastating lightning to dissipate, and the blood mist in front of him was also cleared away, revealing a vacuum.

The blood mist dissipated, and only Fu Yueshu appeared in front of them.

She stood on the spot, holding a sword in her hand, her originally neat bun was now scattered, and the white jade hairpin pinned in her hair was gone, the expression on her face was shocked.

……

"warn!"

The system frantically sent out an alarm, "Warning! The death of the main character in the sub-plot, the main—"

Chu Yiyang turned off his voice without blinking.

In the temple, Patriarch Xuehe slapped the handrail heavily, gritted his teeth and said, "He-Huan-Zong!"

Wuchang'er came to report the young master of the Hehuan Sect before, and thought that apart from this variable, no one in the city could hurt his disciples in the blood river formation.

Although Patriarch Xuehe was heartbroken after losing the disciple he had cultivated with painstaking efforts, he still had to put the overall situation first.

He sat on the chair, his skinny face twitched, "This account... I wrote it down!"

Under his feet, the formation is still in constant operation, drawing the blood and essence of dead mortals and monks, and absorbing the yin and qi in the overturned eyes of the yin and yang, and pouring it into his body continuously, making Patriarch Xuehe feel his Strength is rising rapidly.

He closed his eyes, raised his head and let out a long breath.

Qingye Mountain City was built in the desert, but it is a beautiful place with many water magic weapons, this is not accidental.

The anode turns to yin, and the cathode turns to yang. There is a "yin and yang overturning eye" hidden in this extremely yang area.

In the travel miscellaneous notes written by the legendary Yuan Gongfu who once lived in the netherworld and came back alive, it is recorded that "yin and yang turn over the eyes" is a channel connecting yin and yang.

Although the four realms and the three seas regard this as Yuan Gongfu's fantasy, the Qingye Mountain City is the most powerful proof of the existence of the yin and yang overturning eye.

This city was built here, and a hundred thousand mortals were moved here to live here, in order to suppress the Yin Qi rushing up from the ground with human energy.

Patriarch Xuehe opened his eyes, and two clusters of will-o'-the-wisps were burning faintly in his eyes.

The reason why he chose to set up the Blood River Formation here is also because of this yin and yang overturning eyes. With this channel, even if Kunlun is aware of the movement here, he can retreat completely.

Not far from the temple, a group of people stared blankly at the direction of the explosion——

"That direction... is the second young master there?"

"The explosion shouldn't hurt the Second Young Master, right?"

They were one of Ma Mian's subordinates, who were sent out by him to search for good-looking boys and girls.

After a brief daze, they dismissed this nonsensical thought again, the person who could hurt their second young master in this city has not yet been born, so they should quickly send the captured person to the underground blood pool.

Behind them, the dozen or so girls from the Fan family who were looted were all weeping in fear, and were tied up in a string and walked forward.

When they came to Fengshen Ju and saw the three words on the plaque, the leader Xiexiu threw the rope he was holding onto other people's hands and said, "I'll go and catch those disciples serving the temple."

When the others heard the words, they showed tacit smiles.

In Qingye Mountain City, the most beautiful ones are the disciples serving in the temple.

These teenagers serve the gods, and it's itchy to hang around in front of them every day.

If it wasn't for the fear of scaring the snake, their second young master would have already caught him to enjoy them, so why wait until today.

They watched the leader kick the door in, and heard screams from inside. After a while, those who entered caught all the temple servants inside.These teenagers are all wearing the same white attire, with narrow sleeves and long hem, and trousers with wide legs and narrow feet, which is convenient for movement without losing fairy spirit.

All the evil cultivators outside stared straight at their eyes. It is one thing to know that these temple disciples are good-looking, but it is another thing to see them with their own eyes, especially when they are locked together by black chains. The last one among the boys.

The young man's appearance was unparalleled, and although he was dressed in the clothes of the disciples serving the temple, he was like a burning fire.Such an eye-catching color, coupled with the stubbornness and aloofness in his expression, formed a strong contrast, which made people want to desecrate him even more.

How could they not have noticed such an outstanding face before?

The evil cultivators got excited, and the second young master would definitely like it if he brought it back!

The dozen or so teenagers who served in the temple were tied up in a string, and in the panic, they didn't even notice that one of them was replaced. They were only dragged to the temple together with the boys and girls of the Fan family.

Chu Yiyang walked last, and the little black cat got into his sleeve again. This time, no one stopped them from entering the temple.

"go!"

"Come on!"

The evil cultivators dragged them towards the depths of the temple, Chu Yiyang only took one look, and was sure that this was not the way he had walked in when he came in with Bai Wuchang's face on his face.

Those teenagers and girls who grew up in ordinary families only knew that they were afraid to cry, but the teenagers who served in the temple every day saw these demons and heretics openly occupying the temple, and they all uttered angrily: "blasphemy, you will be punished!" to punishment!"

"Punishment?" Hearing these two words, these evil cultivators laughed wantonly again, "Hahahahahahahahahaha——who can punish us?" As they spoke, they pulled the chain, and the boys and girls who were tied together burst into laughter. Being forced to stagger forward made them laugh even louder.

The passage spiraled downwards, and Chu Yiyang already felt the reversal of yin and yang in the temple, and now the closer to the ground, the more yin energy coming from inside, as if opening the door to the nether world.

I don't know how long I walked, how far I went underground, and finally came to the end. When I came out of the passage, my eyes suddenly opened up.

Chu Yiyang, who had changed back to his youthful appearance in order to get in, moved slightly, and finally came in.

This is an underground hall, built in the same pattern as the main hall of the temple above.

It's just that the main hall of the temple is solemn and sacred on weekdays, and the sky is slanting, but the hall below is cold and dark. Countless blood-red tulles hang down from the dome, overlapping each other, cutting this huge space into countless small pieces.

The surrounding stone pillars supporting this space are also engraved with ferocious beasts. Under the cold blue light shining from nowhere, their eyes are staring at everyone, as if they are about to come alive at any time and choose to eat people.

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