Something is wrong with Jian Zun

Chu Zhaoliu leaned against the exit of the secret realm and glanced in again.

The flood has rushed to the bottom of the cliff and climbed up.

A few feet behind him, two little girls guarded the unconscious Xie Ming, looking at his back, hesitating to speak.

The exit of the secret realm has been deformed by the strong space squeeze, and the thunderstorms, hurricanes, floods, landslides and magma in the distance become distorted and chaotic in sight. The secret realm is about to collapse completely, and one side of the world is broken. , will be crushed and shredded along with the secret realm, and completely eliminated.

Gu Junyi hasn't come here yet, it is very likely that he has...

Chu Zhaoliu had no expression on his face. He squeezed the hot blood-red earrings, and suddenly straightened up without looking back: "I'll go and have a look."

Chen Manling spoke bluntly: "Senior Chu! The secret realm will collapse immediately, if you don't go out..."

Chu Zhaoliu didn't make a sound, and took two steps forward, suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, he swayed uncontrollably, clenched his teeth tightly, and swallowed back the blood rushing to his throat.

But the burning pain in the spiritual vein could not be ignored.

Even with Yan Zhuchen's medicinal body protection, after unblocking, he will still suffer backlash, but the reaction will be much smaller than before.

At least it won't pass out from the pain.

The eyes of the two little girls widened immediately. Luo Duchun was calmer and more knowledgeable, so he understood in an instant.

Chu Zhaoliu's strength is so strong, but no one has known about it for more than 100 years. I am afraid that his body has fallen to the root of the disease and he cannot take action at will.

But she hesitated for a moment, didn't speak, but held Chen Manling who was still about to speak, and shook her head slightly.

Chu Zhaoliu secretly calculated the time.

The secret realm collapsed, the rules were chaotic, and the "no flying high" rule had long since expired. Taking another medicine to forcefully unblock it, at his speed, going back and forth should not cause him to die of pain.

In case something happens, there will still be Yaogu around when you go out, at most Yan Zhuchen will point his nose and scold the [-] generations of ancestors... You can scold if you scold. mind.

Thinking of this, Chu Zhaoliu turned his back to the two, waved his hands casually, took out a red pill, and wanted to swallow it.

Even if he collects the corpse, he still has to bring Gu Junyi back to Fuyue Mountain.

As soon as the thought came up, the ground suddenly trembled.

Bang, bang, bang, one after another, as if something huge was running, the next moment, a mountain-like figure suddenly appeared in sight.

It was the ancient giant who took them to the shrine!

The giant stepped in the rushing flood at an extremely fast speed, shaking the ground with heavy footsteps, and finally ran to the exit of the secret realm before the flood reached the soles of Chu Zhaoliu's shoes.

The flood had spread to his chest, he held up something and gently handed it to Chu Zhaoliu.

It was Gu Junyi, drenched in blood, holding the broken Yixia Sword.

Although the breath was weak, his chest still heaved slightly.

Still alive!

Chu Zhaoliu's heart was beating wildly, and he was overjoyed: "I'm still panting! Thank you very much."

The flood was about to submerge, and in just a moment, the exit would disappear. Before he had time to think about it, he took the person in his arms and hugged him, and shouted without hesitation: "Go!"

Luo Duchun quickly rolled up Zongzhu Xie in awe, and rolled out holding Chen Manling, followed by Chu Zhaoliu, flying out of the exit of the secret realm.

The exit of the secret realm suddenly shrank, and the moment he jumped out, Chu Zhaoliu turned his head, but saw that the giant did not follow. The figure as huge as a hill stood silently inside as if it had been in ancient times, and slowly carried it on its back, step by step. Stepping back to the depths of the secret realm.

In the next instant, the space in front of him distorted and changed.

They returned to the icy North.

A special adventure came to the northern border of Xizhou, but there was no ancient secret method in the legend, and almost lost his life in the secret realm. Many people have already left sadly, but more stayed in the snow-capped mountains, with countless pairs of eyes staring at him. Chu Zhaoliu and others who came out at the last minute.

Especially the people in the Demon Sect.

Chu Zhaoliu's sudden display of strength in the secret realm was too terrifying.

Such terrifying strength was unmatched by anyone present.

And since Que Xinluo didn't come out, he might have been beheaded by Gu Junyi.

Not to mention Xie Ming, Zhengdao now has the astonishing Gu Junyi and the unfathomable Chu Zhaoliu.

Que Xinluo is dead, if these three people are not eliminated, Moxiu will probably curl up in Xizhou and never have a bright future!

There are many crises in the secret territory, and treacherous winds and clouds outside the secret territory, and everyone has their own calculations.

If it weren't for Chu Zhaoliu's senior brothers, Xie Ming and Que Xinluo, and the group of monster kings who jumped out of nowhere with too much light, the ones guarding the vicinity of the glacier would be either the masters of a local sect, or the masters who dominate one side. They are all famous people.

Now that Gu Junyi and Xie Ming are unconscious, Guan Chu Zhaoliu's face is also pale and weak, although his gait is steady, his breath is vain, obviously suffering from internal injuries.

If I can take the opportunity to kill these three people...

How keen Chu Zhaoliu was, he felt the murderous aura locked on them as soon as he came out.

He raised his eyebrows, put down Gu Junyi, stuffed a healing elixir into his mouth, calmly spread his fan, and said with a smile: "I don't really want to kill today, I advise everyone to think twice before acting."

A group of people who were ready to move immediately hesitated again.

Chu Zhaoliu had been pretending to be sick and low-key for more than 100 years before, who knows if he is pretending again now?

At the same time, the orthodox monk who escaped just now also silently stood on Chu Zhaoliu's side, and said loudly: "I just thank you, Mr. Chu, for your action, otherwise I might not be able to stand here alive. The evil devil is the evil devil, and it is ungrateful to repay kindness with hatred." , don’t bother Mr. Chu to make a move, just leave it to us.”

Inexplicably, Chen Manling was hit by an arrow in the knee, rolled his eyes, and was patted by Luo Duchun on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.

On both sides of the valley, there is a clear distinction between righteousness and evil, and there are a few laughs from the opposite side: "What are you doing so righteously, are you the ones who surrounded Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming with us in front of the shrine?"

"This Mr. Chu was often ridiculed by you righteous people before. Who is more noble than whom?"

Before the fight started, the scolding battle started first.

Without the restraint of the secret realm and the secret method, the tacit agreement between the righteous and the evil to not fight has disappeared, and the tense atmosphere of life and death has returned. The atmosphere is tense and ready to explode, but no one moves rashly.

Even if Chu Zhaoliu is injured, who knows how much strength he has left?

With the hand he showed in the secret realm, even the ancient demon king was eliminated by him like chopping melons and vegetables, and no one present could catch his sword.

Although there are so many people present, it is certain that they can grind him to death together, but who is willing to die?

Everyone was having their own ulterior motives, when a muffled car suddenly approached from a distance, breaking the atmosphere here.

The car looked far away at first glance, but in the blink of an eye, it was already approaching. The car was beautifully and exquisitely built, and there were musicians and dancers on board. The man in the lead had fine lines around his eyes, and his expression was rather arrogant , standing next to him was a respectful young man, his eyes flickering.

Chu Zhaoliu glanced at it, didn't pay much attention to it, sat next to Xie Ming and Gu Junyi, took the time to adjust his breath, and was happy that someone would join in the drama.

He must recover as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if you unseal it again, you will have to lie down in rows with Xie Ming and Gu Junyi. He doesn't think these righteous monks will sacrifice their lives for them, especially since Xizhou is still the territory of demon cultivators. Just not enough to see.

Someone quickly recognized the person who came and said, "Isn't that Mu Zhen?"

"Who is Mu Zhen?"

"The brother of Mu Dian, the number one master craftsman in the world! He was the one who recast Que Xinluo's glazed flame gun... I remember that hundreds of years ago, after Mu Zhen and Mu Dian had a falling out, he came to Xizhou. What are you doing here now?"

Mu Zhen?

Chu Zhaoliu vaguely felt that the name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it mentioned somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and was thinking about it when the car stopped on the ice lake.

Mu Zhen flicked his sleeves and stood up, looking down condescendingly: "You broke my apprentice's natal sword?"

Chu Zhaoliu glanced at the young man standing next to Mu Zhen, and suddenly realized!

It turned out to be him, the so-called "Sword Breaker".

When he and Xie Ming went to Tingzhulou, on a whim, they did something to help each other when they saw injustice, and broke Xiaoxiao's natal sword. Zhen's disciple, he had offended Mu Zhen by breaking his disciple's natal sword.

Perhaps there was some mark on the sword. When he touched the sword, Mu Zhen searched for it all the way.

Chu Zhaoliu didn't even move his buttocks, he glanced at him with his chin resting on his shoulders, obviously he was looking up at the person, his thick ink-like eyelashes slightly raised, showing a bit of arrogance and looking down, and said in a flat voice, "I'm here for the little one." Old man, do you want to be broken too?"

The paleness and sickness were immediately diluted by the beauty of the facial features, giving birth to a bit of compelling beauty.

Mu Zhen narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "It's a pity that this face grows on your head. Let's peel it off and make it into a mask."

No one dared to speak out, and most of the people at the Demon Gate were hesitant to speak. Considering that Mu Zhen is indeed a rare master craftsman who has forged many magical weapons, he will still have something to rely on in the future. With a cough, he reminded: "Master Mu, the person in front of you is Chu Zhaoliu of Fuyue Sect, and the two on the ground, one is Sword Master Xie Ming, and the other is Xiaoyaojian Gu Junyi."

Xie Ming's Minghong Sword was forged by Mu Dian, Mu Zhen noticed the sword on Xie Ming's waist at a glance, there was a trace of disgust on his brows, his eyes moved back to Chu Zhaoliu's face, and he said playfully: "Chu Zhaoliu? "

Immediately someone explained: "This Mr. Chu is hiding something, Master Mu better not act rashly."

"Ha." There was a hint of sarcasm on Muzhen's face, "Hiding deep? Xie Ming and Gu Junyi are lying here, guarded by a group of crooked melons and a dying waste, but you dare not go forward Further? Where has all the usual prestige gone?"

As soon as he said this, he took the car back a few feet silently.

Even if Xie Ming and Gu Junyi were in a coma, no one thought that these two people could really be mermaid, which was one of the reasons why they didn't dare to make a move.

Chu Zhaoliu was still sitting there calmly, looking at it all the time.

But such a golden opportunity is once in a thousand years. Getting rid of even one of these three people will be of great benefit to the Demon Sect.

Mu Zhen exchanged information with a few familiar members of the Demon Sect, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he slowly sneered: "You were all deceived by him."

He pointed at Chu Zhaoliu quickly, and said loudly: "If he can maintain that strength, why would he sit here and listen to your nonsense, he would have left with his people long ago!"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Chu Zhaoliu's smile remained unchanged, and he scolded his mother in his heart.

Previously, a group of people were all in this mountain, but now an outsider came, and his illusion was instantly punctured.

At this time, several waves of people came one after another near the snow mountain, each of them was more powerful than the last, and they were all powerful demon cultivators who came here after hearing what happened in the secret realm.

Mu Zhen's expression became more and more relaxed: "The people here are all old acquaintances, I think you are here today because you don't want to see those three people leave Xizhou alive to avenge my useless apprentice, and it's just a matter of time. Recently, I happened to forge a magic weapon, whoever can help me get Chu Zhaoliu's head will give this magic weapon to him."

The young man next to him was very moved: "Master..."

Mu Zhen kicked him impatiently: "Trash! Disgraceful."

The cultivators of the Demon Sect who were still a little doubtful at first lifted their spirits, and responded immediately: "Master Mu, you said this!"

As soon as the voice fell, someone made a move.

The monks standing in front of Chu Zhaoliu's formation also raised their swords to meet them, and there was a flash of swords and swords, spells and swords flying around.

Chu Zhaoliu hooked a teleportation talisman with his hand, and frowned slightly.

He could see that the group of people standing in front of him didn't plan to fight for life and death with all their strength. Originally, there were so many demon cultivators and masters gathered here, and there were people coming here to join in the fun, which couldn't be stopped.

But the teleportation talisman can only teleport two people at a time, it is impossible for him to leave Xie Ming or Gu Junyi behind.

Taking medicine to unblock him is the worst policy, once he is backlashed even more, it is impossible for Yan Zhuchen to come down from the sky to help him administer the needle, it will only be more dangerous.

Thinking of this, Chu Zhaoliu couldn't help but glared at Xie Ming who was pulled onto his knees and lay on his knees with a dazed face.

For the first time, that handsome and cold face made Chu Zhaoliu look angrier and angrier.

... Thank you, Sect Master, hurry up and get up!

Is it okay to knock yourself out after finishing the fight first?

There was another exclamation from the crowd: "The old moon eclipse ghost is here too!"

The sky suddenly darkened, and a person came riding the clouds and fog.

Even Mu Zhen, who was sitting on the car, leisurely sitting on the mountain watching tigers fight, stood up, and cupped his hands to the people in the sky: "Senior Eclipse, it's been a long time, I wonder if she likes the whip that was forged for your great-granddaughter last time? "

As the name suggests, the old ghost of the eclipse moon, with a gloomy face, glanced at the chaotic battlefield below, and said casually: "Tell me, what do you want me to do."

Mu Zhen pointed at Chu Zhaoliu in the crowd without hesitation: "Kill him! And those two lying beside him."

As soon as the words fell, the girl in red, who had been standing beside Chu Zhaoliu, suddenly took two steps forward, gave a loud "Bah", raised the whip in her hand, and pulled it so hard that it actually tore off the whip!

Chen Manling threw the whip away, and said disdainfully, "Grandma doesn't like it! Grandpa, if you dare to make a move, I won't recognize you!"

Everyone: "..."

Mu Zhen: "..."

Eclipse moon old ghost: "..."

Chu Zhaoliu looked at Chen Manling's back in awe, thinking, little girl, you are quite hot.

Just when this idea came up, a group of people rushed over from a distance. The righteous monks who were gritted their teeth and fought hard felt cold and wavered for a while, wondering whether they should continue to stand in front of Chu Zhaoliu.

Before they could think it over, the group of people had already reached the top of the snow-capped mountain. A gentle voice resounded through the valley, but the tone was cold: "Today I want to see who dares to kill my junior brother."

Chu Zhaoliu, who had been frowning slightly, suddenly lit up, and raised his head in surprise: "Eldest brother!"

The author has something to say:

There was a loud noise in the sky, and the big brother finally made his debut!

How can the author of the sweet article write BE?

PS: Gu Junyi meow meow?Why are there so many people standing in the wrong team? Does the second senior brother look like the one below? I thought he was 1 very obvious (scratching his head.jpg