Something is wrong with Jian Zun

These four words reverberated in the hall, with a deep and cold ending. If it was an ordinary person, his legs would be weak from the cold killing intent contained in it, but Chu Zhaoliu wanted to laugh again very inappropriately.

Xie Ming really became angry from embarrassment.

It can make Xie Ming really angry, and it will not be a loss for the demon to die again.

Huo Yao is not as leisurely as Chu Zhaoliu.

Feeling the majestic spiritual power lingering in Xie Ming's body, the pressure suddenly came, and his expression changed suddenly: "How is it possible! The effect of the medicine is obvious..."

Xie Ming remained silent, swung his long sword horizontally, without any fancy moves, and pointed at the heart of Huo Yao neatly.

Huoyao didn't dare to face the sharp edge of Minghong sword, and retreated repeatedly.

After all, it was the demon king, three or two tricks couldn't solve it, Chu Zhaoliu watched the excitement for a while, then walked to the side of Tan Yuan who was lying on the ground, and stretched out his hand to help him up.

Tan Yuan's eyebrows were furrowed tightly, her eyelashes were dyed a little golden, they were tremblingly closed, she was protecting the divine beast's egg in her arms, and there was a light bloodstain on the corner of her lips.

"How are you going to do it?"

Chu Zhaoliu sighed, glanced at the destroyed formation, took out a plain white jade bottle from his bosom, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into Tan Yuan's mouth.

Without the joint suppression of the beast eggs, he could feel that resentment grew stronger.

There were endless rustling noises all around, ten thousand ghosts were watching, and the howling sound was getting closer.

Chu Zhaoliu's eyelids twitched, and he turned around and urged: "Xie San, you are so slow!"

If it drags on for a while, I'm afraid thousands of evil spirits in this city will gather here.

The resentment of thousands of ghosts crying together is not a joke, once there is a riot, he and Xie Ming will be swallowed to the bone.

With a sound of "bang", a figure fell down not far in front of him, the dust dispersed, Huo Yao fell to the ground with a pale face, and the Ming Hong sword like autumn water was close at hand, touching his forehead.

A few inches further ahead is the demon pill that he painstakingly condensed. Once the demon pill is broken, he will return to his dry bones.

Xie Ming held the sword firmly in his hand, but his eyes did not leave Huoyao one point, all of them fell on Chu Zhaoliu, and said in a cold and indifferent tone, "You are very leisurely."

Chu Zhaoliu's spiritual power has not yet recovered. In order not to confuse the monster, he didn't come forward to join in the fun. He shook his fan with a smile: "Reasonable division of labor, I know you don't like to talk, let me ask."

As he said that, he lowered his head and looked at Huo Yao kindly: "We are old friends, so let's get straight to the point. Who is the person behind your resurrection who instructed you?"

Hu Yao kept silent.

"Or in a little more detail," Chu Zhaoliu added patiently, "what is your figure, your appearance, your personality, your last name, and where are you?"

Hearing his unhurried voice, Hu Yao rolled his eyes, maybe he changed into a man, and his temperament also changed, and he looked at him sullenly: "Pretend, it is you who are most short of time now, want to start from The deity got the answer here? Dreaming."

Chu Zhaoliu raised his eyebrows: "I didn't expect that Your Excellency still has such a backbone that he would rather die than surrender?"

Hu Yao's tone was contemptuous: "Xia Chong is indescribable, you are so insignificant and ordinary, even if I die now, I will see the sun again, and you will all become a handful of ashes by then, hahaha..."

Xie Ming's sword suddenly moved an inch forward, the sharp and icy sword cut through tofu like a tofu, and advanced into Huo Yao's forehead without any hindrance, instantly bleeding profusely.

He finally glanced down a little bit, and his lips curled up coldly: "Guess, you have been sleeping for more than 100 years, and now I can completely annihilate you."

Huo Yao's pupils shrank suddenly.

Although he is an enemy, Hu Yao is the enemy who knows Xie Ming best.

He is very clear that Xie Ming is not an arrogant person, once he says he can do it, he can do it.

Chu Zhaoliu continued to add questions in a timely manner: "What deal did you make with him?"

The long sword went down another inch.

"More than half a month ago, what did you do under that person's instigation?"

The two cooperated tacitly, the sword had reached the edge of the demon core, and the icy cold threat was close at hand, and other demons would have collapsed long ago.

As long as the tip of the sword rubs forward lightly, the world will once again fall into boundless darkness.

Maybe it will be eternal darkness.

The taste of death was so close, Huo Yao's face became more and more ugly, after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let me answer a question first, take back your damn sword!"

Unexpectedly, Xie Ming nodded: "Okay."

Huo Yao was stunned for a moment, looked at his face in doubt, and first picked up the simplest answer: "Half a month ago, when the two of you were lured to Suyang, I just woke up not long ago, and I was controlled by that person to arrange A phantom, what exactly is it..."

His face turned weird, and he said: "You two don't know? Heh, dog boy."

For the first time, Chu Zhaoliu couldn't keep up with his brain, and felt deeply at a loss.

What is this and what is it, why are he and Xie Ming such a dog boy?

But Xie Ming acted as if he understood everything, and now he didn't have time to press for details, his competitive spirit overcame his curiosity, and Chu Zhaoliu swallowed his questioning words.

Xie Ming's sword didn't move at all, but Huo Yao found his eyelashes trembling with poisonous eyes.

He stared at Xie Ming strangely, a charming smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the purple light in his eyes flowed: "I guess, you have been planted with a demon?"

Chu Zhaoliu looked over quickly.

Xie Ming drooped his long eyelashes, his eyes were like ice that never melted: "What do you think?"

Huo Yao's face froze.

No matter how real his illusion is, with Xie Ming's current state of mind, there is no guarantee that the truth will shake him in the slightest.

Chu Zhaoliu also heaved a sigh of relief.

What a joke, how could Xie Ming be planted into a demon?

Huo Yao swallowed unwillingly, and said coldly: "Anyway, that illusion was not led by the deity, and I don't know any sequelae. The deity answered, take your sword away."

Xie Ming was very honest and moved his wrist slightly.

No more, no less, an inch was drawn.

"continue."

Huoyao shouted angrily: "Despicable and shameless human race!"

More and more evil spirits gathered near the underground palace.

Even the ground began to frost, and there were cold and mixed resentments floating in the air, and the mixed eyes were focused on Tan Yuan behind Chu Zhaoliu.

Chu Zhaoliu ignored it, and still talked and laughed freely, as if he was not in a hurry: "Is the person who instructed you wearing a black robe and a bamboo hat?"

"A mere human being can also command this deity?" Huo Yao said coldly, "If it wasn't for taking down the Buddha's bone, how could this deity condescend to join hands with him, just because he dares to control this deity, he deserves death!"

Huoyao's reaction confirmed his guess, but when he heard the back, his eyebrows twitched: "Buddha bones? You were sure that Tan Yuan would come?"

Feeling that the threatening sword between the brows was withdrawn half an inch, Huo Yao was slightly relieved.

As long as the sword is pulled out a little more, he will have a chance to come back.

Hu Yao: "He seems to be looking for something, but he can't enter this ghost city. He needs Buddha bones to purify this place. Hmph, if you don't have Buddha bones to help you in, it will be difficult for you to even meet the deity!"

Seeing that Chu Zhaoliu frowned and said nothing, Hu Yao rolled his eyes silently, glanced at the unconscious Tan Yuan, and suddenly had a strange and malicious smile on his face: "You seem to take good care of this bald donkey, how about In this way, let me tell you an important news about him, how about you let Xie Ming let me go?"

Chu Zhaoliu was a little funny: "What are you thinking, Sect Master Xie won't let it go, and you won't listen to me."

Xie Ming glanced at him, then answered abruptly: "Speak."

Why are you so talkative all of a sudden?Chu Zhaoliu was unavoidably startled.

Huo Yao quietly opened his mouth: "The monk and national teacher who suddenly appeared in Dongxia Kingdom is the one you asked."

"The people who slaughtered the capital of Dongxia Kingdom are also him." After a pause, the demon said in a startling way, "That bald donkey just killed a few royal families of Dongxia Kingdom, and the people in the city were actually killed by him pretending to be bald donkeys." , but you humans are so easily blinded by false things, hahaha, now that bald donkey thinks he slaughtered this city! Just him?"

The amount of information contained in these words was too great, and Chu Zhaoliu's face changed slightly.

The fact that the more powerful Xixue Kingdom was destroyed by the Dongxia Kingdom was full of doubts. Before that, due to the lack of information, he and Xie Ming had always believed that the monks involved in the struggle between the Xixue Kingdom and the Dongxia Kingdom were Yin Heguang.

Unexpectedly, there was that mysterious person.

Could it be that he ordered the Yaozu to attack Lumingzong back then to find something?

Fortunately, Tan Yuan did not really commit a heinous crime.

Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming looked at each other, opened their mouths, and were about to speak again when a wind suddenly came from their ears.

Because of the extremely close distance, he was not prepared for the people behind him, and he had no time to react, only to see a trace of panic mixed with anger and murderous intent flash across Xie Ming's face that had been calm for thousands of years.

The next moment, the Minghong sword was thrown!

With a sound of "dang", the blow behind him was dispelled, and Chu Zhaoliu finally had time to react, he flew back and turned around in shock.

Tan Yuan, who was behind him, let out a soft "Hey", and changed his expression at some point. It was clearly a face, but it made people feel that his appearance was very different. He was holding the Buddhist pestle in his hand, and he hadn't fully retracted his attacking action, but There was no killing intent, it seemed that he just wanted to knock Chu Zhaoliu out.

Yin Heguang woke up.

He was forced back a few feet by Ming Hongjian, and snorted disdainfully: "He is hypocritical and a mother-in-law, even if he knew that the crimes in this city had nothing to do with him, he would still attack. step."

The murderous intent in Xie Ming's eyes remained undiminished, and he appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, grasping the flying Ming Hong sword, and mercilessly chopped it down!

That sword was full of murderous intent, and it used full strength. Tan Yuan was injured before, so Yin and Guang naturally couldn't escape, and they had no resistance at all under this sword.

Chu Zhaoliu blurted out: "Don't kill him!"

Xie Ming's movements paused slightly, he withdrew his sword, and dropped three words: "Understood."

Just as Chu Zhaoliu breathed a sigh of relief, another afterimage struck.

Xie Ming caught Yin and Guang and went away, Huo Yao immediately broke through the bondage and attacked with a claw: "Do you still have time to worry about others?"

In just a moment, he has already seen the importance of Chu Zhaoliu in Xie Ming's place.

Yin Heguang's blow was not fatal, but Xie Ming drew his sword and threw it without hesitation, even he ignored it.

Coincidentally, in the entire underground palace right now, the one who is best flattened and rounded is Chu Zhaoliu?

If you take him down, you can hold Xie Ming hostage!

Chu Zhaoliu raised his eyes quickly, there was no expression on that sickly pale handsome face, and the black eyes that always had a little smile were calm, but inexplicably chilling.

"I like to keep a low profile," he looked at the attacking claws, not avoiding them, and his tone was a bit indifferent, "but it doesn't mean I'm easy to bully."

"Huo Yao, you have found the wrong person."

The blazing spiritual light suddenly burst out!

Huo Yao didn't even see what happened, but felt a terrible force hitting his chest. Before he could react, he was thrown to the ground, and there was a hole more than one foot deep on the ground in an instant. , the ancient hard ground cracked and cracked, spreading out cobweb-like cracks.

what's the situation?

what happened!

Huoyao's brain was in a daze, he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, his eyes were blurred, he could only vaguely see the person who stepped on his chest gently wiped his earlobe, leaned down, and whispered softly: "Xie Ming is still a gentleman , if you don’t want to speak, it’s more time-saving and labor-saving to use ‘Soul Search’, right?”

"Soul search" is a forbidden technique.

This secret technique requires extremely high strength of the monk's mind and soul, and the soul of the person being searched will suffer irreversible damage, ranging from amnesia and chaos to becoming an idiot.

Even when Xie Ming used a sword to counteract it just now, Hu Yao didn't have such a fearful psychology.

He shivered suddenly, gasped violently, and coughed up a few pieces of internal organs, he couldn't believe it: "You..."

Chu Zhaoliu smiled more gently: "Who asked you to come to the door by yourself?"

He pressed one hand on Hu Yao's head, and the powerful spiritual consciousness invaded in an instant!

It's a pity that at the moment when the consciousness penetrated, something seemed to be triggered, Huo Yao suddenly screamed in pain, Chu Zhaoliu quickly exited the soul search, and jumped away.

"Boom" sounded again, Huoyao... exploded.

A strong spiritual wave silently swept across the entire hall, and those illusions hidden by Huoyao passed by like flowing water, and blew across the faces of several people present like a breeze.

This means that Huo Yao is really dead this time.

The mysterious person helped the monster to resurrect, and it seems that there are some other ingredients mixed in.

Presumably, he was so secretive, so he should have a few more precautions.

Xie Ming just restrained Yin Heguang and took a look.

Chu Zhaoliu carefully stroked the folds on his shoulders with a fan, met his gaze, and shrugged innocently: "I didn't expect that the demon king would be so involuntary."

Xie Ming: "..."

Perhaps because of the movement here, countless evil spirits have invaded the underground palace.

Chu Zhaoliu picked up the divine beast egg and took a few steps to Xie Ming's side, his face became serious.

He and Xie Ming couldn't solve these things.

Tan Yuan's current situation is unclear.

You can't sacrifice this divine beast egg anymore, right?

"...Yin, He, Guang."

The dead souls chewed these three words resentfully, and slowly leaned over.

Chu Zhaoliu pursed his bloodless lips, took a look at the current situation, and said in a low voice: "The large formation here is heavily restricted, and teleportation talismans are not available. I will shout three times later, and use the talisman to blow up a path." , you take Tan Yuan first, and I am the rear..."

Before he could finish speaking, someone patted his shoulder lightly.

A familiar voice came from behind, with a bit of weakness: "Enough is enough, Zhao Liu."

Chu Zhaoliu paused.

"I'm sorry," Tan Yuan regained control of her body, staggered a step forward, her voice hoarse, "It's the poor monk who made you suffer."

Chu Zhaoliu was a little flustered for no reason, and it was rare to show some seriousness: "I don't blame you for this matter. Did you hear what I said just now to confuse monsters? The incident between Xixue Kingdom and Dongxia Kingdom was obstructed by someone. Just a false memory."

Tan Yuan shook her head, looked at Xie Ming, and gently twitched the corners of her mouth: "Thank you benefactor, you once questioned the poor monk, can you disperse all your cultivation and offer the Buddha's bones to save thousands of resentful spirits?"

"The poor monk has already thought about it."

Xie Ming looked back at him calmly.

Tan Yuan lowered her eyes, looked at the beast egg that was being carried by Chu Zhaoliu, and lowered her voice, "Although I didn't do it, it's because of me. It has a destiny with you, so I'll leave it to you."

Chu Zhao's throat was choked up, and he couldn't speak a word.

The golden light on Tan Yuan's body was blazing, gradually illuminating a way out in the black mist.

"Both of you, just leave now."

"Then don't die." Chu Zhaoliu took a deep breath, knowing that Tan Yuan's mind had been made up, and it was impossible to persuade him, staring at him and saying, "You have to know, it's not entirely your fault, wait for you to replace it." This city full of unjust souls killed their enemies, and that is the real atonement."

Tan Yuan just smiled slightly at him.

Chu Zhaoliu's heart was suddenly empty.

Once we leave here, we don't know if we can see Tan Yuan again.

Tomorrow is separated by the mountains, and the world is boundless.

Xie Ming supported Chu Zhaoliu, and flew away along the bright road opened by Jin Guang.

Tan Yuan withdrew her gaze, looked at the countless ferocious ghosts around her, and sat cross-legged, a golden bone was forcibly stripped out of her body.

"Is it just for this one bone?"

He smiled wryly, closed his eyes, and threw the bone without cherishing it, the golden light on his body disappeared, and in an instant, all ghosts rushed away!

"...The poor monk would really rather be with the light and the dust."

Chu Zhaoliu failed to see the last scene under the underground palace.

Xie Ming led him, and soon left the old capital area, only to see a ray of light piercing through the clouds in the gloomy sky, and the dark clouds that had accumulated over the ghost town for hundreds of years were quietly dissipating.

Xie Ming put one hand on Chu Zhaoliu's shoulder, sensing the increasingly hot temperature on his body, found a gentle place to land, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong with you?"

Chu Zhaoliu blinked unresponsively, raised his head slightly to look at Xie Ming, and smiled slowly at him: "Xie Ming, open your hand."

Xie Ming opened his hand without knowing why.

"Open it up."

Xie Ming was silent for a while, although he didn't understand what Chu Zhaoliu wanted to do, he opened his arms a little more as he said.

In the next moment, the warm fragrance brushed his nose, and his arms sank.

Like a tree of peach blossoms.

Chu Zhaoliu closed his eyes, and passed out in his arms silently.

Tangtang Lihai Sword Master, his expression was blank and at a loss for a moment.

Chu Zhaoliu handed over his body to Xie Ming with peace of mind, and fell into a deep sleep.

It was... an extremely glamorous dream.

Everything in the dream seemed to be separated by a layer of water film, making it difficult to see clearly.

He was stuck on a bed, and his consciousness seemed to be burning with something.

The man's face was blurry, and his voice was magnetic and sweet, with a natural coldness, inexplicably familiar, but at this moment there was a bit of coaxing in a low voice:

"Good, open your mouth."