Jian Zun, your sword spirit is the villain!

Chu Lanyin went to General Yingwu's mansion alone with the palace servants.

Just halfway through, the road was changed.

Another person from Xiaogong came to report that the location of the military banquet was temporarily changed, it was no longer held in Ying Mansion, but changed to Chunbo Lake outside the Demon Palace.

As for why the location was changed, the reason is simple.

The original mansion has already collapsed, and now it is a piece of newly released ruins.

Half an hour ago, the monsters entrenched outside Yingwu Mansion finally couldn't bear it any longer and attacked them together.

Obviously, the oracle of the sycamore wood burned out their little sanity.

Every monster has a heart that does not bully the young and the poor.

The popular explanation is: Since the Dao of Heaven has spoken, it is dropping the pie, whoever is not smashing, maybe it will hit me.

Anyway, it's a big deal to go through the reincarnation stage, and it will still be a good monster 18 years later!

There is also a gossip from unknown sources that the "luck" in the oracle refers to the favor of Lan Yin's sword spirit.

Only when he voluntarily surrenders his merits and virtues, can the other party be truly called the son of luck and become the darling of the next king of heaven.

Once this statement was spread, anyone with a little brain could appreciate the meaning of sowing dissension.

However, the one who spread the news seemed to be an expert, and he broke a key point in a few words.

There is a saying: "Do you have pure fire spirits in the demon world? If not, how can you take out the original spirit? If you take it by force, it will destroy your merit and luck."

He also added more oil and vinegar: "It can be seen that the way of heaven has been biased in our demon world, and it is guiding everyone through the Shenmu."

Although the words are cheap, they are not wrong.

There are two completely different ways for Dao and demons to practice kung fu. The immortal way pays attention to the spiritual root, while the demon sect pays attention to the blood.

Lan Yinjian's Yuan Ling was above his original spiritual power, if he moved easily, he might lose his spirit directly, that would be nothing to fetch water from the bamboo basket, and no one would be able to please anyone.

The currently known and safer method is to use the original real fire in the root of the sky fire to burn out the Yuan Ling little by little.

This is a minimally invasive operation, Leader Gu wanted to try it, but unfortunately he almost died.

The monsters also want to try.

It doesn't matter if you die if you try it, if Lan Yinjian likes the type of desperate, wouldn't you make a lot of money.

However, monsters have no concept of spiritual roots at all.

It's like giving the eunuch a whole flower building, and the soft jade and Wenxiang are lying in his arms, only to realize that the hardware equipment has not kept up.

Ying Wu didn't want Yuan Ling at all, he had planned it all, and at worst, he might just disperse the sword spirit.

Since he got it, no one else can even think about pointing at it. If it is really coveted by others, it is better to destroy it.

And other monsters who want Yuanling originally thought: there is really no one, can't there be fake ones?

So they snatched the real fire spirit stones everywhere, hoarded them in the lair, and quenched the fire source.

But he was worried while quenching, this firepower really wouldn't burn the sword spirit?

But now, with the oracle of the sycamore wood, Heaven opened a back door for them.

So the monsters threw down the real fire spirit stone, surrounded Ying Wu's general mansion, and clamored for him to hand over Lan Yin's sword. Everyone competed fairly. Why don't you fancy me!

It can be seen that the brains of the monsters are really not enough.

The person who released the gossip, the sword spirit Shamouchen who did not want to be named, watched the scene from a distance, and sighed: "Lan Yin, I can only help you here."

Ying Wu's residence was outside the spirit screen of the Demon Palace, and Chu Lan drifted away on foot, and it was only time for a cup of tea.

But Chunbo Lake is farther away, and it takes less than half an hour to walk.

The blizzard hadn't stopped yet, and the strong wind blew away the umbrella, so Chu Lanyin simply headed to Chunbo Lake with her head covered in snow.

Before seeing the shadow of the lake, he could hear the curses of the soldiers from ahead.

Thinking about it, who wants to go out for exhibitions in cold weather and be moved around? Weapons also have a temper, okay?

Chunbo Lake is one of the few named lakes in the Demon Realm. There is a Bridge of Sadness on the lake. It is said that lovers can walk on it without being sad... As for why it is not called "Bridge of Not Sadness", it is still an unsolved mystery.

This is neither fish nor fowl, at first glance it looks like a product of the human world.

General Ying's official explanation is: The color of the lake is very eye-catching, like seeing a person's eyes through the water.

There is no demon who understands it, so I can only clap and applaud, praising the general for his fucking talent.

I don't know if there is literary talent, but Chu Lanyin feels that the bridge is really sad now.

The scene by Chunbo Lake was also very chaotic.

Tu Xiaochuang's mother, concubine and younger sisters were tied to the head of the bridge with ropes, and monsters lying dead were everywhere in the frozen lake, on the stones of the Sad Bridge, and on the snow-capped shore.

At dusk, the sun behind the gray lead cloud finally showed its face.

The sun shone unseasonably, and the blood seeped the snow into golden-red quicksand.

The palace people who led the way were also shocked by such a tragic situation, and did not notice that the sword spirit around him was walking dishonestly and without authorization.

Chu Lanyin came to the sad bridge.

Seeing the demon corpses piled up on the bluestone steps, he was unwilling to slowly and pretend to walk up like the human race, so he lifted his clothes, leaped up lightly, touched his feet weakly, and landed on the railing.

Sword Spirit kicked down the two monsters that were hanging dead on the bridge into the water, cleared a clean place, and looked around.

Then he just shook his robe like this, and sat down on the railing.

The wind after the snow was mixed with sweet blood, blowing the sword spirit's long black hair, like a soft black willow by the lake.

He dangled his legs in mid-air like a young man playing on a swing, and the double-ringed silver bells on his ankles jingled.

Everything is silent, only the sound of bells.

The impatient cursing of the weapons stopped, and the fighting of the remaining monsters also stopped strangely.

They looked at the sword spirit at the sad bridgehead, and their eyes burst out with infinite fanaticism.

Chu Lanyin raised her hand.

The aura swelled, and Lan Yinjian broke through the blood curse, and returned from Yingwu's waist, returning to the sword spirit's hand.

The sword spirit took back the body within a distance, and wiped the sword with his sleeve in disgust.

Ying Wu killed and retreated the fellow clan around him, but it was too late to prevent Lan Yinjian from returning.And he looked at the cheerful sword spirit from afar, and roared: "Chu Lanyin, you dare to come!"

The oracle's bewitching of the monsters was much greater than he imagined. This was such a low-level strategy, and it provoked almost the entire demon clan.

"Why don't you dare? Didn't the general invite me to the dinner?" Chu Lanyin looked up at the sky, said "uh" and said, "It seems to be early, the dinner hasn't started yet."

Lan Yin's sword lay across his knee, and Chu Lan Yin took out a pitch-black xun from his sleeve.

He smiled and said, "Then let's play a song first."

He brought the xun to his lips.

A string of ugly, deathly rhythms sounded from the bridgehead.

This scene can be called weird.

The Sword Spirit blew the Xun for himself, and under the bridge was a blood-stained thousand-mile icy lake, and the bones were like a boat, floating and sinking.

"Chu Lanyin, how did you do it?"

Ying Wu is worthy of being a great demon who has awakened the blood of the Yin clan, and the majestic demonic energy swept across Chunbo Lake like a black dragon, forcing the rest of the clan to retreat.

He walked down the bridge step by step, his eyes were bloodshot, and he raised his head and asked the sword spirit: "How can you control the Shenmu?"

"Who said I manipulated it." Chu Lan didn't look at the bloody Ying Wu because she was addicted, but looked at the sky and said, "Can't it be the original intention of Heaven?"

Ying Wu seemed to have heard something extremely funny, and he repeatedly said hahaha: "Heaven will help you? Sword Spirit, you are a race despised by Heaven!"

The surrounding weapons kept humming, but they were suppressed by the demon energy and couldn't get close.

Chu Lan was used to hearing this kind of words, so she just took it as the other party's incompetence and rage.

He still raised his head slightly, and the golden sunset was reflected in his slowly fading pupils.

Ying Wu's face changed suddenly, and he roared, "What are you waiting for?!"

"Shh, be quiet..."

Chu Lanyin put her finger to her lips, and said in a low voice: "I'm waiting for the sound of the sword opening the keel spirit screen."

As soon as the words fell, a soaring sword energy rose from the east!

Chu Lanyin's eyes burst into surprise, and at the same time she got up, turned her hand to hold Lan Yin's sword, and struck out with one sword——

The spiritual power swept across, hundreds of weapons leaped high with the spiritual energy, condensed into one, and slashed at the monsters present!

The whole audience turned on their backs!

Immediately after clanging, the weapons were smashed into pieces and shot in all directions, blood spattering, like red flowers blooming in the center of the lake in an instant.

As Chu Lan added more force, the sword energy condensed into a huge lightsaber, which was ten feet high, and it came down with his swing——

The two sword intents are connected end to end, like a sword falling from the sky, cutting the entire spirit screen of the Demon Palace in half!

White light exploded in the sky.

The sights of all the monsters in Chunbo Lake sank into the darkness under the sting of the extreme light, as if they were blind for a moment.

But with the loss of vision and the enhancement of hearing, the sound of the spirit screen breaking became extremely clear.

"Not good!" Ying Wu rushed to the bridge with luck, regardless of the scars Jian Yu had left on his body.

Just heard "crack!" A whip sounded.

Ying Wu groaned in pain and was thrown over the bridge.

A blue magic circle lit up behind Chu Lanyin, and translucent vines grew from the circle.

A few vines gently wrapped around Chu Lanyin's waist and wrists, but the latter did not resist, and relaxed his body and leaned back, saying at the same time: "Thank you for the banquet, the hospitality is very pleasant, I will take both the people and the sword away gone."

The white light and blue light suddenly retracted.

Ying Wu was startled suddenly, his wrist was in severe pain, he could only feel the sound of weapons colliding all around, and a strong wind suddenly blew up beside him.

When his eyesight recovered, what he saw made him "wow" spit out a big mouthful of blood!

The three witches with royal blood are gone!

All the weapons are gone! !

And, damn it, Sha Hongchen is gone too! ! !

Li Pu'er waited by the shade pit, spinning around anxiously.

Between his eyebrows is the spirit pattern of Lan Yin's sword spirit, and on his back is the demon king he picked up halfway.

The Demon Lord was tightly wrapped in a large peony quilt, only his pale face was exposed outside.

Things still have to start half an hour ago.

At that time, Cangshan and Elder Chu made a plan of action for today, and they split into two groups. Elder Chu went to fetch the Lan Yin Sword and fished his old friend to kill the world of mortals; Go to the hub of the spirit screen, cut open the hub with the powerful sword energy of Lan Yinjian, and open the spirit screen of the magic palace.

The plan went well, the monsters were very confident in their spirit screens, and they all thought they were the chosen ones, and those who could go went to the military banquet, and there were not many people left in the palace of the devil.

Li Pu'er sneaked in with Cangshan, but accidentally ran into the scene where the left behind demon soldiers bullied Tu Xiaochuang.

There are too many causes and effects involved in the king's blood monster, but as long as it doesn't hurt life, it won't be backlashed too much.

The blood of the Phoenix is ​​a great tonic, and the demon soldiers who stayed here were unwilling, so they came up with the idea of ​​the king's blood.

Li Pu'er, who was born in the Linghua Sect, hated bullying the weak the most. He endured it and told himself that the other party was the king of the demon clan.

But in the end, unable to hear the screams of pain and the gradually lowered groans on the throne, he drew a few talismans and stuck them on the sword, cutting off the backs of the demon soldiers' necks.

Then he was in trouble.

Tu Xiaochuang had been injected with too much blood, and stared at them bewilderedly, not to mention stopping them, he couldn't even get up.

In fact, he didn't intend to stop it.

Tu Xiaochuang didn't think about letting them go like this, what would happen to him when Ying Wu came back, anyway, it was like this, and there would be no worse result.

So he gently closed his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the body was light, and Li Pu'er carried it on his shoulders.

The young man's strikes were neither serious nor severe, Tu Xiaochuang's stomach was slammed by that shoulder, and he spat out blood, his eyes darkened, and he was about to pass over.

Just before he fell into a coma, he actually heard the young monk ask: "It's not worth much if the demon king sells it by the catty. It's so light, I can carry it with one hand!"

Tu Xiaochuang: "..."

Then he didn't know anything.

The author has something to say:

Chu Lanyin: Great Rescue Achieved√

Cangshan: One Sword Opens the Screen√

Li Pu'er: Picked up a Demon Lord√

Ying Wu: Grass!In the physical sense, I lost my wife (I thought) and broke my army (I thought)