Jian Zun, your sword spirit is the villain!

The spar teleportation array was slow, and it took enough time for a cup of tea to finally reach the destination.

Huang Liang's big dream, the dream wakes up and goes away.

There is more than one month in the barrier, but only two days outside the barrier.

The outskirts of Shenlongguan are desolate and boundless, and the wind and sand with a faint fishy and sweet smell are still blowing without stopping.

Looking from afar, the rouge-colored clouds are pressing above the demon world, drawing a long line with the gray sky above their heads, separating the whole world, just like tearing off a piece of silk dyed with cinnabar sand, kneading it messily Over the devil world.

As soon as it landed, Baichuanjian sensed the direction of Ningzhou Xiandao League, and sent an order ordering him to return immediately.

Carrying his heavy body on his back, he clasped his fists to everyone and said, "Let's go first." Then he signaled Chu Lanyin to quickly erase the memory in his spirit body.

However, before Lan Yin's sword spirit could move, Sha Hongchen stepped forward and stood in front of him.

Sha Hongchen's spirit body is half a head taller than Baichuan's, and the arrogant Demon Sword rarely stands face to face with spirits or people who are taller than him.

At this time, they were so close that it seemed that even the spiritual lines were about to touch each other.

"Why? Before I'm about to forget, scold me for fun first?" Baichuan Jianling joked, waiting for the other party to choke him.

But this time, the opponent who had fought with him for many years, did not give full play to his good ability of eloquence, and retorted fiercely.

Sha Hongchen's eyes were filled with an expression that Baichuan Jianling couldn't understand.

From the bottom of his heart, Baichuan Sword Spirit knew that the magic sword in front of him was much smarter than himself. This had nothing to do with the level of enlightenment, it was just because of the hard work of killing the world of mortals, and with more experience, he became more sensitive and alert.

No matter how virtuous the Immortal Sect is, he will show some courtesy in face, but this is not the case in the Demon Realm.

In the world of demons, life and death are never merciless. As a inherited magic sword belonging to the strong, Sha Hongchen has been in the hands of many people all year round, drinking blood every day, and the blade often has gaps and scars.

Killing the world of mortals, arrogant and reckless, but in fact washing away the thick blood and bones, his sword's edge is like a soft blue in the sky behind the snow-capped mountains.

Just like his long lake blue robe after his transformation, he danced wildly in the biting and desolate wind of Shenlong Pass.

"What's the matter with you?" Bai Chuan reached out to pat Demon Sword on the shoulder, and said, "Don't be sad, you, we—" He wanted to say that we have a long life, and sometimes we have time to compete, but who knew that before he could say anything, he suddenly Feeling the opponent's spirit body leaning towards him suddenly.

His eyes suddenly darkened.

Sha Hongchen, who was half a head shorter than Baichuan, stood on tiptoe, and his domineering spiritual lines were entangled and opened like a net.

Spiritual bodies have no sense of pain, but are sensitive to touch, especially contact with races that are also spiritual bodies.Bai Chuan felt his lips tighten, as if Sha Hongchen bit him with his fangs.

But the lips pressed together, like a... a kiss belonging to the human race.

"Lane!"

Sha Hongchen took half a step away, and Chu Lanyin sighed behind him, condensed her spirit into a sword, and shot at Baichuan with her sleeves thrown.

The tall and burly sword spirit fell down in response to the sound. Chu Lan closed her eyes and grasped falsely, and pulled out a few spiritual threads related to this experience, and her fingers were like twisting ropes, weaving illusions.

At the moment of closing, the generous epee turned into a beam of light and disappeared in everyone's eyes, and it was forcibly sent back by the Immortal Dao League.

Chu Lan turned to look at Sha Hongchen, raised her eyebrows, and put everything into a single tone: "Huh?"

The Sword Spirit Room started, and Lan Yin Sword Spirit and Cang Shan accepted it well. As for Xiao Mojun, Li Pu'er, and Song Xingbei, they were all stunned and dazed.

Sha Hongchen snorted, but admitted it generously: "Count me."

He doesn't think that he needs to distinguish the difference of love like the moaning human race. He was born in the same furnace as Baichuan, and was made by the same swordsmith on the same day. He is the closest soul in the world.

And when he got into the bad habits of the human race, and started to pay attention, care, and miss, he couldn't remember.

It was from the first side of Xishan Mountain, from the depths of wild mountain flowers, a tall and burly sword spirit was thrown out, and he wanted to fight it like a reflex to kill the world of mortals, but he saw the spirit with a naive smile and said: "Sorry!" Ah, I lost a game with the boss, and I want to have a big adventure, you are the first spirit I met, can you let me lead you through this hillside?"

The mountain flowers are like the sea, and the sun is shining brightly.

Sword spirits are not divided into Taoism and demons. They practice demons or Taoism, but the Taoism is different, and there is no difference between good and evil.

But their sword master has.

Ying Wu is dead, but Jian will not get real freedom from this.

He is a magic sword, how can he control his own destiny.

Not all sword spirits can meet the miraculous Xie Cangshan as the sword master.

Chu Lan put her hands in her sleeves, seeing his good friend's spirit thread loosen a little, and suddenly remembered that when they met not long ago, Sha Hongchen wailed and said that he relied on Xipi to survive the torture of twisting his fingers.

Perhaps behind this, not only that.

Sha Hongchen untied the soft spell, and without the military master deed, he was there wherever the body of the sword was, and was about to let Lan Yin hide himself in a remote place.

But I heard Chu Lanyin say to Cangshan: "Well, it's only been two days outside here, but it's about the same. It's time to put an end to the devil world."

Turning to Tu Xiaochuang, he said, "Little Demon Lord, let's discuss it."

Tu Xiaochuang vaguely guessed what the senior Sword Spirit was going to say, and said seriously, "Please tell me, senior."

"You should know that this turmoil in the demon world is not easy." Chu Lanyin said in a deep voice, "I don't have time to investigate here any longer. I see you are not bad these days, and the follow-up will depend on the demons who make trouble." You, I'm going to help you get rid of a few tricky thorns, it's a speed boost for you, how about it?"

Tu Xiaochuang was startled for a moment, then his eyes turned blank, he folded his sleeves and performed a great gift from the Immortal Sect, saying: "If senior helps me avenge me, Tu Xiaochuang is willing to listen to senior's orders."

"Good fellow, I have also dispatched the spirit of the demon king." Chu Lanyin laughed, gestured two fingers, and said: "First, as long as the immortal sect does not come to attack, the demon world can no longer attack the mortal world."

Tu Xiaochuang had already promised Li Pu'er this point, and he swore in front of everyone that he knew his fate of being struck by lightning, and he didn't say that he would be struck by lightning if he violated the contract. There is no reincarnation in the afterlife, and he is cruel enough to himself.

Chu Lanyin said: "Second, lend me a phoenix feather."

This condition is not a big deal, Tu Xiaochuang immediately transformed into his original body, and a little phoenix with gorgeous feathers and flowing light appeared in front of everyone.

Li Pu'er looked at the golden phoenix, and it was strangely beautiful, but seeing that his body was only as big as a goose, he was really worried whether he could deal with the group of demons.

At the right time, Cangshan said: "The 'hidden' tribe of the demons support the king's blood. When I was searching for my vines, I found a real fire secret realm in their territory. You may go there to practice on weekdays."

Lan Yinjian picked a beautiful feather from the phoenix, nodded and said: "Yes, maybe I can train a big brother, but I am afraid that you will be lonely, so I found you a companion." Then he raised his voice to kill Hongchen Said: "Old Sha, I found a little sword master for you, how do you take a look?"

Sha Hongchen didn't expect to mention himself, and asked in surprise, "Huh?"

Seeing the little demon king approaching him step by step, the demon clan doesn't pay much attention to etiquette, he said: "Kill the senior, please sign the military master contract with me, and I will give you the deed pattern, if Xiao Chuang can no longer be your sword master , you can tear up the contract and choose another owner."

Sha Hongchen didn't expect him to come, and after a moment of shock, he stared and thought for a while.

He is also a spirit who has been struggling in the devil world, and he knows that there is no better way out for him in the current situation. Although Tu Xiaochuang is not strong now, he may not be moldable, and he is willing to give the deed pattern to the sword spirit. There are very few Taihui.

Sha Hongchen thought about it, and finally said: "OK."

So the two of them formed a contract on the spot, using blood as a medium, and the azure blue spiritual threads that killed the world of mortals intertwined into a colorful talisman circle. The vermilion blood congealed into a long line, which was outlined on the talisman circle, drawing a phoenix spreading its wings.

Seeing that they signed the contract in place, Chu Lan stretched out her hand to Cangshan and said, "Give me a temporary contract too, I want to kill people."

When he said these words, several eyes looked over at the same time.

Chu Lanyin coughed, and said: "A slip of the tongue, it's killing demons. I've been idle in the barrier, and I've come up with a temporary contract. It's only valid for a few hours. A spirit can be used once. I won't be able to stop me if I signed the contract with Taihui Tiandao, how about it, isn't it amazing?"

"It's too strong." Li Pu'er was ashamed immediately. Elder Chu finished the task in the obstacle, read the book and recognized the characters, and also studied the new contract knot. Is this the legendary miracle that he learned and played again? ?

"Let me pick a lucky one to form a contract with me."

Chu Lan turned her eyes between Cang Shan and Li Pu'er, Cang Shan's eyes flashed, and said, "I'll come."

The contract is bound by the spirit thread, and he may be able to know the situation in Lan Yin's spirit body.

By the time Sha Hongchen and the little demon lord bonded together, it was already dusk and the dusk was heavy.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the other end was also forming an alliance, and the lines of the green wood spirit and the ink orchid flower complemented each other and merged into one, as if blooming into a lush spring scene.

Sha Hongchen immediately covered his face, and Tu Xiaochuang asked concerned: "Senior, do you feel unwell?" Demon Sword waved his hand, and said sadly: "Let me miss my dead youth."

The temporary contract was concluded very quickly. After the conclusion, Chu Lanyin slowly opened her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, stood up, and said, "Okay, pack up and leave."

After he settles here, let Li Pu'er and Song Xingbei wait at the same place, and take Cangshan and the newly formed soldier master's contract demon spirit to make this trip.

Song Xingbei hadn't caught up with the rhythm yet, so Tang Trance and Li Pu'er were left in place.

"This, this—they went to the Demon Realm like this?" Song Xingbei floated beside Li Pu'er, in disbelief and worried: "There will be no problems, right?"

Li Pu'er sat down cross-legged on the spot with the spiritual power pattern left by Chu Lanyin, took out a handful of snacks such as dried walnuts, dates and melon seeds from the storage bag, patted the open space around him, and said: "Elder Song , Come on, this is a good seat in the front row."

Song Xingbei: "???"

Not long after, he understood what this good position meant.

Because a succubus came over with a look of lovelessness and sat down behind them.

One person, one soul, one demon, relatively speechless.

Song Xingbei should have hated the demons to the core, but the succubus looked so depressed that he couldn't get angry for a while, so he floated over and asked him, "What's wrong with you?"

The succubus Baitu let out an "oh" and said, "There is a boss who has set up many magic circles in the Demon Realm. The magic circles need many, many elements. I just drew a tube of blood to help out, and now I have retired , come to retire.”

Song Xingbei said again: "???"

Soon, Song Xingbei understood what the Succubus meant by "many, many".

The entire demon world was shrouded in formations.

Song Xingbei himself is a powerful formation cultivator. Those formations were all learned by him, not the system itself. But even so, he was dazzled and dizzy when he saw the formation on the opposite side.

In the big formation, there are sword qi crisscrossing, devil qi surging, and fire roaring, reflecting the thick sky wall, looking from a distance, there is a different kind of splendor.

Elder Song subconsciously grabbed a handful of melon seeds in his hand,

Three hours later, the flames and sword shadows disappeared completely, and another half an hour later, Chu Lanyin and Cang Shan returned slowly, each holding a string of glass bottles.

"So... come back?"

Song Xingbei was completely stunned, his eyes fell on the bottle string in Elder Chu's hand, and he said in shock: "What is that?"

The aura around Sword Spirit was still a little boiling, obviously having a good time, he shook his hand like playing with a wind chime, and said: "Don't stare, it's not that powerful, the demon world is already in chaos, but it's just taking advantage of the chaos to loot."

Elder Song's whole Apiao is not well.

It's killing people and taking advantage of the chaos to rob, am I really on the right side?

Li Pu'er has long been used to it, Chu Lanyin took a letter from his sleeve, handed it to him, and said: "Little devil keeps it for you."

Then cupped Song Xing and said: "Your soul needs to be nourished. I just touched a soul-nourishing pearl for you. You should raise it first, and we can discuss the rest at another time."

The soul body wandering outside will inevitably provoke ghosts or ghost officials of the underworld. Song Xingbei knows that he can't do what he wants, and all the points he has accumulated this year are used to exchange for protective masks. It is terrible to be poor and empty. In the middle, let's recharge our batteries before making plans.

"Elder Chu, where are we going next?" Li Pu'er asked.

"Go to Quzhou tomorrow." Chu Lanyin said: "In the morning of the next day, go to the second pit and find Xiaoyanzi."

He handed the bottle that he had been playing all the way to Cang Shandao: "Come on, you left the vines in the Immortal Dao League, right? Send this over there."

Cang Shan shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile, "Do you want to leave a letter?"

"Stay." Chu Lanyin thought for a while, and said, "Just stay——your uncle brought a gift."

Ningzhou, Xiandao League.

Gu Shengyang's expression was pale, and he was drinking the medicine that Su Fu brought him. His subordinates came to report that someone had left a long string of soul bottles outside the gate, and posted a note, tremblingly handing over, "Your uncle sent a gift." up" note.

Gu Shengyang coughed and said, "Who is so bold?"

Su Fu frowned and said, "Who is in the soul bottle?"

The subordinates also seemed to be in a dream, nana said: "Yes...they are some generals of the Demon Race!"

"What?!" Su Fu's pupils shrank, and he looked down to see that Gu Shengyang in the wheelchair didn't get up in one breath, and vomited another mouthful of blood, which wet the snow-white front.

Su Fu lost his voice and shouted: "Go and call the doctor, no, go and ask the Elder Yao Ling from Wuchen Pavilion, he said that his nephew's soul has been seriously injured, and his life is dying!"

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【Small Theater·The So-Called Temporary Lease】

Xie Cangshan: Lan Yin's spiritual body is really worrying, let's see if I can diagnose the abnormality (connecting)... signal blockage? ... Lan Yin's spiritual body fluctuated... stabilize it...

Chu Lanyin: Xie Cangshan, Xie Cangshan, you are in my hands! (connecting)...this...he really...doesn't live long...T^T...QAQ...

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The copy of Qingluan is closed√

The new dungeon of escape and kill is preparing for ing. This dungeon contains the memory line of Xishan, which is quite long. After the dungeon is officially opened, it will drop from time to time and add more——

And the title of the pre-received article has added a word. Thinking about it, poor Xiaoqiu can be regarded as a typical sick beauty. The content remains the same, so you can collect it with peace of mind~