Something is wrong with Jian Zun

Chu Zhaoliu understood in a daze.

The key to the fairy gate of the Chu family, the spirit orb he had seen in the phantom ten thousand years ago, was indeed on him in the past.

But it was eaten by the little phoenix who once belonged to the fairy world.

When the little phoenix just broke out of its shell, he also wondered why the phoenix egg, which had been locked up in the ghost town full of resentment for hundreds of years, successfully hatched after staying by his side for less than ten days after discussing with Xie Ming for a long time , but I couldn't figure it out, so I didn't think much about it.

It turned out to be the case.

A gust of bitter wind suddenly rushed towards the face, and at the same time, an invisible force caught off guard and dragged the little phoenix, pinching it tightly!

Chirping and whining, she was pinched back to a prototype of Little Yuanyuan.

The Fallen Immortal stared at the little phoenix in his hand, at this moment, countless sharp sword qi burst out, and the low and cold voice filled with anger resounded across the mountain: "Let it go!"

It was a sharper sword energy than any time before, and with its invincible force, it knocked the fallen immortal back dozens of feet.

Xie Ming used Qi to transform the blade and killed it!

At that moment, everything in the world seemed to have turned into a weapon in his hand. Even a fallen immortal didn't dare to take it easy, and took the sword with all his strength.

The black sword and the invisible blade slammed into each other, and the fierce energy scattered in all directions, blowing countless mountain winds below to the ground.

The corners of the mouths of Fallen Immortal and Xie Ming overflowed with blood at the same time.

"useless."

The fallen immortal stared at his snow-like indifferent face, vaguely remembering the ancestors of the Xie family thousands of years ago, and said in a cold voice, "No matter how strong you are, the power of mortals will have its limit. You alone cannot kill me."

"And me?"

Another voice suddenly sounded from the side, and Chu Zhaoliu, who was thrown away, appeared beside the Fallen Immortal like a ghost, holding the Wuming Sword in his hand.

Fallen Immortal and Xie Ming are facing each other, if they withdraw their energy at this time, both sides will be injured, and the one who retreats first will be seriously injured.

But Xie Ming's use of gas to transform the blade will not last long.

Fallen Immortal's eyes dimmed, and he suddenly raised the left hand that was pinching Little Phoenix.

Little Phoenix had passed out, lying unconscious in his hands.

"Good apprentice, I advise you not to act rashly."

Chu Zhaoliu tightened his hand holding the Wuming Sword, and said coldly, "Don't scream so disgustingly."

Xie Mo stared coldly at the Fallen Immortal for a moment, then turned to look at Chu Zhaoliu: "Zhao Zhao."

Jiu Jiu was in the hands of the Fallen Immortal, Xie Ming withdrew his force rashly and it was too dangerous, Chu Zhaoliu didn't dare to intervene rashly for a moment, his mind was spinning the countermeasures quickly, when he heard the voice, he subconsciously looked at Xie Ming.

Xie Ming blinked slightly at him.

Chu Zhaoliu reacted instantly.

Before saying "no", Xie Ming stopped suddenly!

The Fallen Immortal calculated everything, and once again fell on Xie Ming, completely unexpected that he would do such a decisive thing that harms others and does not benefit himself.

At the same time, his hands were empty and his chest hurt.

The fallen immortal spit out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, and flew back to the vicinity of the fairy gate.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, Chu Zhaoliu didn't even have time to look back at Xie Ming's situation, he numbly stretched out his hand to caress the little Phoenix, confirming that the little guy just passed out, he turned his head to look at Xie Ming.

Xie Ming's voice sounded behind him: "Zhao Zhao, don't look at me."

Chu Zhaoliu's throat choked, as if swallowing a piece of iron: "...how are you?"

"It's okay." Xie Ming's voice was as flat as ever, and he wrote lightly, "I got hurt and vomited some blood."

At this moment, Chu Zhaoliu's murderous intention was raised to another level.

He looked up, but saw the Fallen Immortal caressing the huge bronze door as if nostalgic.

Sensing the line of sight, the Fallen Immortal turned around slowly, and raised the things in his hands: "Thanks to this little guy for coming to deliver the key."

It was actually the spirit pearl in Jiujiu's body!

The Fallen Immortal had no interest in killing Little Phoenix at all.

In the confrontation just now, he just wanted to take the opportunity to take the Lingzhu out of Jiujiu's body.

Chu Zhaoliu's heart is heavy. He has lived as a fallen immortal for tens of thousands of years. Watching them grow up, he is too clear about his every thought and what he will do.

Only if I don't know enough about Xie Ming, I will be a bit embarrassed.

The fairy gate is about to be opened.

What is behind the fairy gate that has been covered in dust for thousands of years?

What keeps people from the fairy world from opening the fairy gate for thousands of years?

Chu Zhaoliu took a light breath: "Fallen Immortal, if you want to open the Immortal Gate, aren't you afraid of attracting a group of Immortals to kill you first?"

Fallen Immortal paused every word: "What fear do I have?"

After finishing speaking, he embedded the Lingzhu into the center of the huge bronze gate.

The five keys of the fairy gate gathered here, and the ancient gate was summoned. After a thunderous boom, the rumored gate to the fairy world finally opened slowly——

The scene behind the gate made Chu Zhaoliu startled.

He once saw everything in the fairy world with Chu Qianqiu's eyes. The tall pavilions in the fairy garden are magnificent, full of spiritual power, and even the weeds on the ground are rare flowers that are hard to find in the world.

But the scene in front of him was completely different from what he had imagined.

After the fairy gate, it is not the fairyland surrounded by fairy spirit.

But a lifeless battlefield.

And those immortal monarchs who once existed in the fairy world, no matter good or bad, have all disappeared into a cloud of smoke and dust, silently disappearing between the heaven and the earth.

The fairyland has long been a dead place.

The five keys of the immortal gate have gone through countless twists and turns in the human world. Even if a few are returned to the hands of the guardians, the inheritance of the generations has already made people forget its role. Until this time, they were opened by the collection of fallen immortals. Entered the fairy world and revealed the truth.

This is why for ten thousand years, there has been no one who has ascended.

Unexpectedly.

Even the fallen immortals were stunned outside the fairy gate.

After waking up from the catastrophe, he spent hundreds of years splicing the bones of his body with hatred, and another hundred years to form the alchemy again, step by step, from the distant past to the present, all supported by hatred .

But now he suddenly discovered that everything he hated had disappeared long ago.

Whether it is those who refused to open the fairy gate, or those who broke his bones and knocked him down from the fairy world.

Before opening the fairy gate, he thought that the people in the fairy world just chose to hide behind the fairy gate again.

The fallen immortal supported the fairy gate, looking at everything behind the fairy gate for a moment, and after an unknown amount of time, his shoulders trembled slightly.

The shaking became bigger and bigger, and at the end, he laughed out loud: "They're all dead!"

Hearing the fallen fairy's crazily laughing, Chu Zhao came back to his senses, wiped the blood from his lips, carefully twittered, and murmured: "Is he going crazy?"

Xie Ming also recovered from his injuries, pinched his eyes to hide the blood on his body, and took a step forward: "He has gone crazy for a long time."

Ming Hongjian sensed the master's call, and flew to answer the call.

The Fallen Immortal turned her head, her face completely gloomy, and said coldly: "It's not enough to be dead, it's better to burn it clean."

Chu Zhaoliu shook his head: "You just found out that your hatred has been in vain, and you are not reconciled. Why do you have to do this? There is no reason for you to be buried with the good times in the world."

The Fallen Immortal seemed to have never heard of it, holding the black sword upside down, and walked towards the two of them step by step.

Within a radius of a hundred miles where the three of them were, the vegetation was completely destroyed, and the mountains and rocks collapsed, and farther away, the spreading fire intensified.

At this moment, a black dot quickly approached from the sky.

It was Chu Wen who came back riding the White Wolf King.

The footsteps of the Fallen Immortal paused slightly.

"Master..." Chu Wen was also injured in the sudden burst of fire, swallowed the blood in his throat, and stared at the fallen fairy, "Give it up."

The fallen immortal turned his head slowly, and his cold eyes fell on him.

Chu Zhaoliu's eyelids twitched suddenly: "Brother, get out of here!"

The next moment, the Fallen Immortal gave up attacking Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming, and slashed at Chu Wen with a sword!

Xuanying roared angrily, and drove Chu Wen away, but was still unavoidably cut by the sword energy, and blood stains suddenly appeared on the snow-white fur, and the flesh was completely torn.

Chu Wen had no choice but to raise his sword to meet him, and gritted his teeth: "Master, since you want to kill us, why keep us until now?!"

"Why?" Fallen Immortal sneered, "Isn't it interesting to see you in pain?"

The sword energy of Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming also arrived. Although the three of them were not at the peak, the Fallen Immortal was also seriously injured.

Chu Zhaoliu could sense that the efficacy of the medicine in his body was fading again.

Once the effect of the medicine completely wears off, he will have a period of weakness. Now that Xie Ming is seriously injured, it will be difficult for him and Chu Wen to stop the Fallen Immortal.

He gritted his teeth, and was about to forcibly break through the seal again, when a subtle sound of the sword piercing through the flesh suddenly pierced into the eardrum.

The wind between heaven and earth seemed to be still.

Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming stopped their hands at the same time and looked around in astonishment.

The Buchun Sword in Chu Wen's hand pierced straight through the chest of the Fallen Immortal.

Chu Wen's mind also went blank for a moment, and a pale cognition jumped out of his mind:

The Buchun sword is a sword forged for him by Master himself.

What did Master add to the Buchun Sword?

His lips trembled, but he no longer hesitated in his hand, and pressed the sword down!

Chu Wen's hand holding the black sword trembled, his blood-stained fingers loosened, and the pitch-black long sword fell from the air and landed among the mountains and forests.

He grabbed the Buchun sword, smiled at Chu Wen, and with that strength, sent it to his heart again!

A hoarse voice sounded at the same time: "Qianer..."

Chu Wen's eyes were red, and his eyes were blurred for a moment, and when they became clear again, the face of "Fallen Immortal" was no longer as cold as before, and there was a soft smile on his lips instead.

Chu Zhaoliu was deceived by the Fallen Immortal only once, but seeing this smile, he suddenly understood.

This is the real master.

Chu Wen's lips opened and closed several times with difficulty, before he sent out a broken voice: "I'm sorry... Master, I'm sorry..."

"No, you've done a good job." Fuyue Xianzun's smile was full of pity and comfort, with a sword in his heart, but his attitude was very calm, "For thousands of years, I have been fighting with him for the body Control, until not long ago, evil thoughts invaded again, and I was suppressed in his heart, and I could no longer snatch control."

He looked at Xie Ming with a smile: "Thanks to Xie Ming who hurt him in the heart, I have the opportunity to show up again."

Xie Ming was silent for a while, then nodded: "Is the Fallen Immortal dead?"

Fuyue Immortal said: "No, after I die, the evil thoughts that have survived for thousands of years will regain control of this body, and I will hand it over to you at that time."

Chu Zhaoliu said in a hoarse voice: "Second Senior Brother knows many ways to preserve the soul, Master, wait a little longer, when Second Senior Brother comes, he will find a way to separate you from the Fallen Immortal..."

"Haha," hearing Chu Zhaoliu's words, Immortal Fuyue laughed happily, "Xiao Zhaoliu, you are so smart, how can you say such stupid things?"

When he laughed, his heart moved, and Immortal Fuyue frowned unavoidably due to the severe pain.

Chu Wen was stunned for a moment, and wanted to pull out the sword.

But Fuyue Immortal held it lightly: "That black sword is my once-present sword. After being infected by countless resentments, it became like that. I broke it when I was casting it. The fragments of the sword are added in, so the Buchun sword can penetrate my heart, and it can also temporarily keep me awake, don't pull it out, Master will have to take a step first."

Fuyue Immortal Venerable's tone was very relaxed, even a bit teasing.

No one was there to laugh.

Fuyue Immortal looked down at the peaks of Fuyue Mountain that had been horribly cut down, shook his head and said: "Later, you can fight in another place, if you continue to fight here, I'm afraid the whole Fuyue Sect will have to move later. "

Seeing that the three of them remained silent, Fuyue Xianzun also gave up the unrealistic idea of ​​making them all relax, and reached out to touch Chu Wen's head: "Chu Wen, listen carefully."

Chu Wen's pale lips moved: "...Yes."

"Today I will officially pass on the position of suzerain to you. From now on, you will be the new suzerain of Fuyue Sect. You must lead the sect to prosper again and pass it down for generations." Fuyue Xianzun said, "Xiao Zhaoliu and thank you The suzerain is the witness."

According to the official succession ceremony, hundreds of families should be entertained at this moment. In front of Fuyue Hall, in front of tens of thousands of disciples, amidst the sound of celebration, Fuyue Xianzun handed the suzerain finger to Chu Wen.

Then Chu Wen saluted Fuyue Immortal Venerable, and that was the end.

But at the moment, it is obviously impossible to hold such a ceremony again.

Chu Wen closed his eyes, took two steps back, saluted deeply, and said every word with difficulty and firmness: "Disciple, please follow the master's order."

Chu Zhaoliu and Xie Ming also made a big gift silently.

Even Xuan Ying, who was licking his wound beside him, looked over and watched the scene in silence.

Fuyue Immortal Venerable held the corners of his lips: "Jun Yi is accompanied by the Master Lu, and Xiao Zhaoliu is accompanied by Xie Ming. You are the most reassuring and least reassuring disciple of Master... Hey, so to speak, I really predicted things like a god, two happy events."

He laughed again with angina, stopped quickly, and looked at Xie Ming: "There is one more thing, I have to apologize to you."

Xie Ming knew what Fuyue Immortal Venerable was referring to.

He said plainly, "I can tell the difference, so I don't need to apologize."

The massacre of Luming Sect was the result of the Fallen Immortal leading the subordinates of the Yaozu, not Fuyue Immortal Venerable.

Perhaps the Fallen Immortal and Fuyue Immortal Venerable were originally one, inseparable, but if entrusted with the wrong hatred, wouldn't it be as sad as the Fallen Immortal's empty hatred.

Fuyue Xianzun smiled: "Okay, then Xiao Zhaoliu will be handed over to you... Xiao Zhaoliu, there is something you want hidden in the jade buckle, go back and open it."

Chu Zhaoliu had a premonition in his heart, and nodded deeply: "I understand."

Xuan Ying, who had been watching for a long time, finally couldn't help but said, "Are you Luo Jiangxue, or Immortal Fuyue?"

According to Chu Zhaoliu, Luo Jiangxue died ten thousand years ago, and the Fallen Immortal is the combination of Luo Jiangxue's remnant soul obsession and countless resentments.

Where did Fuyue Immortal Venerable come from?

"Who knows?"

Fuyue Xianzun took a last look in the direction of the fairy gate, slowly closed his eyes, and his voice became weaker and weaker: "In the thousands of years of fighting, I thought that the fallen immortal was just a ray of evil thoughts of mine, until recently Only then did I realize that I was his ray of kindness..."