Something is wrong with Jian Zun

The voice of the Fallen Immortal seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of cold mist, illusory and ethereal: "The so-called Fuyue Immortal Venerable you are chanting is just a ray of distracting thoughts of mine."

As soon as this remark came out, Chu Zhaoliu smiled instead: "Oh? Your Excellency Fallen Immortal, my senior brother just asked you a word, how did you say so much? This is really not like you, or is it you? calculation?"

The smile on the Fallen Immortal's face completely faded away, and a few traces of murderous intent appeared in the eyes staring at Chu Zhaoliu.

The Fallen Immortal in front of him is made up of countless resentments and Luo Jiangxue's hatred for the fairy world. It is Luo Jiangxue, and it is not Luo Jiangxue.

The "he" mentioned by the Fallen Immortal may be Luo Jiangxue.

It seems that the Fallen Immortal hates his own thoughts.

I'm afraid that these years, the evil of killing them and killing them is true.

It is also true to protect them and love them.

Chu Zhaoliu stared closely at the face of the Fallen Immortal, wanting to see even the slightest bit of emotion.

He was dragged to witness everything that happened ten thousand years ago, there is no need for a fallen immortal to do this, the one who let him see those must be Master!

He has not been erased as the Fallen Immortal said.

When the White Wolf King said, "Fallen Immortal encountered some troubles", I am afraid he was referring to Master.

Chu Wen lost his mind for a moment, and asked softly: "If that's the case, why didn't you just kill me and my junior brother...... Who are you now, the master, or the fallen immortal?"

The fallen fairy's complexion suddenly changed slightly, and he took a step back as if he was about to fall.

The opportunity is coming!

Chu Zhaoliu glanced at Xie Ming, their eyes met, and they understood each other's meaning without needing to say much.

With a flash of Xie Ming's figure, he appeared behind the Fallen Immortal. Chu Zhaoliu, with his graceful movements, also approached him in the blink of an eye.

The fallen fairy was stunned for a moment, reacting extremely quickly, dodging to avoid the fatal blow of the two swords.

But Minghong Sword and Wuming Sword still penetrated his body.

The momentary trance had faded, and the Fallen Immortal smiled instead of anger: "It's very good, he is really my good apprentice, and he will use this little trick."

Chu Zhaoliu smiled and complimented: "You teach well."

In the next moment, a majestic spiritual force surged out!

That kind of spiritual power is purer and more abundant than the spiritual power breathed out by monks, and it is similar to the "celestial power" that Chu Zhaoliu experienced when he was attached to Chu Qianqiu and Luo Jiangxue, and it is beyond human power.

The two were sent out by Zhenfei, Xie Mo caught Chu Zhaoliu with swift hands, held him in his arms, and lowered his head: "Zhao Zhao?"

Chu Zhaoliu choked for a moment, blood dripped from the corner of his lips, took a deep breath of the cold fragrance from Xie Meiren's body, and suddenly felt that he was full of strength again, and waved his hand: "No problem."

"The swords of the two of you...as expected."

The Fallen Immortal looked unpredictable, reached out his hand to touch the blood on his body, and half-closed his eyes: "After the disaster of annihilation, the five keys of the immortal gate were lost, and a few were found. I thought the Xie family's key was also lost. Now it seems... when I was sleeping, he really did a lot of things to stop me."

"Oh?" Chu Zhaoliu wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips casually, "You mean, Master stole the key to the Immortal Gate of Lumen Sect?"

"That's right." The Fallen Immortal said calmly, "He stole the key of the fairy gate while I was asleep, but the key of the fairy gate could not be destroyed, so he broke the sword and threw it into a different secret realm, and then erased it. My own memory. Unexpectedly, half of them would be taken back by Xie Ming and cast into the Minghong Sword, and the other half would be found by your father and cast into your nameless sword."

Xie Ming looked down at the Minghong sword in his hand.

He had already had some guesses before, but now that he has been confirmed by the Fallen Immortal, he is not too surprised.

Last time when they wanted to fish out fallen immortals and forge a fake fairy key, Ming Hongjian kept arguing and had a lot of opinions. Most likely it was a sword spirit who felt that the fake sword was not worthy.

The Wuming Sword is Chu Zhaoliu's saber, and it is carried around all year round, so it is inevitable that they will be contaminated with each other's breath.

There must be a reason why Minghong Sword Spirit got so close to Chu Zhaoliu.

Chu Zhaoliu suddenly realized, and cupped his hands: "You really answer every question, so can I ask another question?"

The Fallen Immortal seemed impatient, but he replied coldly, "Say."

"The key to the fairy gate in the extreme north, have you found it?"

"Hurry up." Fallen Immortal said softly, "The foreign race who lived in the extreme north lost the key, but the ice and snow spirit is a living creature with intelligence. I have searched for thousands of years in Central Continent and Western Continent but have not found it. It must have been hidden in the extreme north, and I have been hiding all these years, I have been playing with it for a long time, and I have no patience."

"Oh, so to speak, one for Suyang Ghost City and one for Xizhou Demon Realm, you should have two keys in your hand, the third one is in the extreme north... where is the last one?"

Fallen Immortal's voice gently corrected: "Wrong, I have four."

Add the words of Minghong Sword and Wuming Sword.

An afterimage flashed in front of my eyes, and the powerful oppressive force struck again!

Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming raised their swords to meet each other, and there was a continuous clatter. The two of them held the fallen fairy's sword at the same time, and exchanged hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye.

Chu Zhaoliu soon discovered a problem.

Although the swordsmanship he learned was not the orthodox Fuyue swordsmanship, it was instructed several times by Fuyue Immortal.The key point is that the Fallen Immortal can always predict his sword skills.

Looking at that familiar face, it is also a test to kill him.

Chu Zhaoliu couldn't help asking, "Can you change your face?"

Fallen Immortal: "You talk too much."

Chu Zhaoliu: "Didn't you just ask if you have any questions? It's not respectful."

The fight between the three of them was too fierce, and the others couldn't get in at all. Yan Zhuchen was dazzled, his strength was too much beyond his perception, and it was even difficult to see the battle clearly: "Xiao Zhaoliu is fighting so much shit! Who is it now? Have the upper hand?"

Among the people present, apart from those who fought, Xuan Ying and Chu Wen were the strongest.

Chu Wen kept his mouth shut, Xuan Ying watched intently, and replied casually, "Fallen Immortal."

Yan Zhuchen hissed: "Even Xiao Zhaoliu, who is unsealed, and Sect Master Xie, who is in peak condition, can't beat the Fallen Immortal? Isn't the human world over?"

"No matter how strong the two of them are, they are facing 'immortals'. They are not in the same realm as humans." Xuanying said, "Besides, Chu Zhaoliu is haunted by a curse and his strength has not yet recovered. If the fallen fairy lifts the curse, he will Teaming up with Xie Ming may not be impossible to fight against the Fallen Immortal, but how could the Fallen Immortal be able to break the curse and trap himself."

Yan Zhuchen said, "Why are you so serious all of a sudden, I'm not used to it."

The snow-white and beautiful white wolf glanced at him proudly, his eyes filled with "what nonsense are you talking about", and then continued to look at the three people: "If we continue to fight, I am afraid that Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming will lose first. "

Yan Zhuchen was too nervous to breathe: "Then what should I do, can you help?"

"Why should I intervene?" Xuanying was puzzled, flicked her tail, and lay down peacefully, "If Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming are dead, it will be a great thing for the Yaozu."

Yan Zhuchen: "..."

The back and forth conversations were so natural that he almost forgot that this is the demon king of the demon clan!

At this moment, the battle situation, which was barely maintaining a balance, changed.

The elixir that Chu Zhaoliu took had no effect.

The moment he was thrown away, he cursed in his heart.

He and Xie Mo took advantage of the Fallen Immortal's unpreparedness and seized the opportunity. The two cooperated to level the battle. But at this moment, the medicine's effect was gone!

Without Chu Zhaoliu's restraint, the figure of the Fallen Immortal disappeared before Xie Ming's eyes in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a black sword appeared in front of Chu Zhaoliu out of thin air, and the meteor rushed to the moon, and suddenly pressed down on him.

There was a momentary blank in Xie Ming's mind.

When he came back to his senses, his body had already made a conditioned reflex—the Ming Hong Sword was thrown out, and with a clang, it knocked the Fallen Immortal's black sword into the air!

However, the Fallen Immortal didn't care, the sword was knocked into the air, the hands merged into claws, and continued to attack Chu Zhaoliu!

Perhaps the speed of the Fallen Immortal was too fast, so fast that everything around him seemed to be slowed down.

The surrounding air froze, and besides the sound of the wind, there was only the sound of a violent heartbeat, trembling the eardrum.

Chu Zhaoliu's body was blown away, and he was in the air, with nowhere to use his strength, he gritted his teeth and tried to twist away.

The next moment, there was a slight "poof", the sound of the flesh being penetrated, and the blood splashed out, staining the small ice blue flowers on the ground red.

Chu Zhaoliu's pupils dilated slightly.

Immediately, his eyes dimmed, and Xie Minghu, who arrived at the same time, was behind him.

Chu Wen's wrist was still the same as Fuyue Xianzun taught him, holding the sword firmly without trembling.

But his drooping eyelashes were trembling slightly, as if there were tiny fragments of light covering them.

The Ming Hong sword stabbed into the back of the Fallen Immortal's chest impartially.

Just a few inches forward, and you'll be able to penetrate completely.

Everyone fell into silence, including Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming.

Chu Zhaoliu never expected that Chu Wen would make a move.

"...Master." Chu Wen raised his head with a calm and painful expression, "I'm sorry."

He gritted his teeth and was about to push the sword forward.

The Fallen Immortal suddenly looked back at him, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Familiar faces, familiar smiles.

It's like every time after leaving the customs, I have to come to discuss with him and teach him the master who has practiced recently.

When he was ten years old, the master who pulled him back to Yangshi also smiled at him, showing some compassion, and asked him gently: "Would you like to follow me back to the mountain to practice?"

"So what about a half-demon, my apprentice, just be yourself."

"In case of danger, remember to call Master."

……

Chu Wen's eyes blurred for a moment, and he couldn't tell if it was tears or what.

With a clang, Minghong sword fell to the ground.

The figure of the Fallen Immortal disappeared before everyone's eyes like a cloud, leaving only one sentence:

"Let's stop here for today. The key to the fairy gate is in your hands for the time being. The extra gift will be given at another day."

After a long while, Yan Zhuchen spoke in a shy voice, breaking the dead silence: "... For now, is it over?"

Chu Zhaoliu's eyes darkened, and Xie Ming hugged him tightly.

He blinked, and was surprised to find that Xie Ming's breathing was trembling slightly.

At the close of the moment, Xie Ming came back after throwing his sword. If it hadn't been for Chu Wen's sudden attack, he might not be able to make it in time.

Fear seized every inch of Xie Ming's nerves at that moment.

"...Okay, I'm fine." Chu Zhaoliu wrapped his arms around Xie Ming's waist, buried him in his arms, and tried to calm down for a while, before the intense boiling blood calmed down, "This is not good, No broken arm, no broken leg, just spit out a few mouthfuls of blood."

It would be better not to speak out for this comfort, Xie Ming felt the veins on his forehead twitch slightly, he pursed his lips tightly, even more unwilling to let go while holding him.

Chu Zhaoliu couldn't help but laugh, he was the one who was almost in danger, but in the end he became the one who lied to others.

Xie Zongzhu's ability to bear, isn't it good?

After comforting Xie Ming, Chu Zhaoliu hesitantly walked to Chu Wen's side, saw his red eye circles, opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

Fallen immortals may not be masters, but there are no fallen immortals and no masters.

They are one.

How much consciousness does Immortal Fuyue have left?Except for the Fallen Immortal, I am afraid that no one knows, but what they do know is that once the Fallen Immortal dies, Fuyue Immortal Venerable will also die completely.

This is undoubtedly an extremely cruel thing.

Chu Zhaoliu repeated words in his heart, but it was Chu Wen who saw him and opened his mouth first: "I'm sorry, junior brother, just now I... couldn't do it well."

Chu Zhaoliu shook his head hastily: "If it wasn't for your timely action, senior brother, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the chance to stand here and talk."

Chu Wen looked at him carefully: "Is the injury serious? Please take a look at Brother Yan."

"Fortunately, Xie Ming has been protecting me." Chu Zhaoliu was a little at a loss, "Fallen Immortal..."

"He turned to look at me just now." Speaking of this, Chu Wen lowered his eyes with tears glistening in his eyes, "Little Junior Brother, I'm pretty sure that's Master."

Chu Zhaoliu replied: "Master's consciousness has been fighting against fallen immortals. He was at the bottom of the sea last time. He came out to save you."

Chu Wen looked at his hand and murmured, "I stabbed Master with a sword."

Chu Zhaoliu felt as if he had swallowed sand in his throat, and he was so uncomfortable that he didn't know what to say.

Chu Wen was stunned, his voice trembling slightly: "But little brother, when Master looked at me just now, he was smiling..."

The author has something to say:

Master: Well done!

Regarding Xie Ming's guess, Minghong said: No, a wife is a wife, and it has nothing to do with the half sword.