[Xiu Xian] The ninth generation

"Ok?"

The scene on Chu Yanzhi's side obviously attracted Ling Long's attention.She took a closer look, and saw that the complete peach blossom miasma was torn apart, and it quickly dissipated around Chu Yanzhi. ——The entire Peach Blossom Miasma is collapsing!

"Could he be the descendant of a saint?" Ling Ting said to herself, but her eyes were firmly fixed on Chu Yanzhi, making sure that no small movement of the latter could escape her eyes. One-tenth, but it is not something that ordinary saints can crack. What's more, this way of cracking is more like a way of restraint..."

Possess restraint?Or is it self-contained?Ling Taki raised eyebrows with interest, thought for a while, and finally did not complete the peach blossom miasma again: this is only the first round.

The peach blossom miasma has been broken, but there are only a few 30 to [-] people present.

Survivors looked around, even Ouyang Ling, the leader of the imperial city, couldn't help but change his expression: Good method!Including cannon fodder, there were not five hundred people who entered the Demon City, but one or two hundred people. Now it has only been a few hours since they entered the Peach Blossom Miasma, and they have lost seven to eighty eight!This witch is really unfathomable!

Fortunately, the rest of the people have experienced big winds and waves, even if they didn't expect the big changes, they quickly calmed down. —at least on the surface.

Chu Yanzhi saw Chu Zixuan standing not far away, unscathed, subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.Unexpectedly, at the same time, Chu Zixuan seemed to notice his gaze, and suddenly raised his head.The eyes of the two collided, and Chu Yanzhi saw Chu Zixuan froze for a moment, then pursed his lips tightly. He looked away without seeing any emotion.Sooner or later, it will be discovered, and it is reasonable to discover it now.

"Why are you here?" With a familiar voice, Chu Yanzhi sighed, although he didn't know why he sighed, and the current occasion didn't seem suitable for two people to talk.But no matter what, he still looked up, expressionless: "Why can't I be here?"

"It's too dangerous here, it's not suitable for you." As if irritated by his expression, Chu Zixuan grabbed Chu Yanzhi's arm, "I don't know how you were lucky enough to escape the miasma of peach blossoms before, and it will only be worse in the future." Danger……"

Chu Yanzhi looked at the hand on his arm, with clear bones and slender fingers, he was dazed for a moment, and he couldn't hear a word of the other party's words clearly.After a while, I came back to my senses and said coldly: "So? You can use medicine powder on me?"

"You knew already."

Chu Zixuan was taken aback and smiled.Soon he seemed to think of something: "That's right, I can stand here well..." He paused, brushed the dust off his body casually, and stood beside Chu Yanzhi: "No matter what, follow closely Me, it's dangerous here. I will try my best to protect you."

"Why do this?"

"what why?"

"Protect me." Chu Yanzhi's eyes fell directly on Chu Zixuan, and the sarcasm on his face became more and more obvious, "Why? Or, what benefits will this bring you?"

"Benefits..." Chu Zixuan shook his head, the smile on his face was still the familiar cynical look of Chu Yanzhi.

He didn't answer.

In the silence, the attention of the two finally returned to the others.The stalemate atmosphere at the scene reached its peak in the short time they talked.Following the gazes of other people, the two also focused their gazes on Ouyang Ling.The attitude of the cultivators at the scene was obvious: Since this gathering was held in the name of the Imperial City, it is natural that the people from the Imperial City will lead it.In other words, they hoped that Ouyang Ling would come forward.

"Ahem." How could Ouyang Ling not understand the almost naked gaze, even though he was scolding in his heart, he smiled and said nothing, "I don't know if the senior has found the saint?"

Ling Taki glanced at him indifferently: "What are you doing!"

Ouyang Ling choked, with an embarrassing face, but he had no choice but to speak under pressure: "Senior, can we leave here?" From the situation in front of him, he naturally understood that as long as this self-proclaimed city defender Women exist, finding the legendary gap in the demon world and successfully sealing it is tantamount to nonsense.It's better to retreat here, and to think about it in the long run, and then make plans.

"I once said that only by finding the holy descendant can you have a chance of survival." Ling Long brushed the broken hair between her temples, and said in a calm and indifferent voice, "Not to mention the fact that the holy descendant is not yet determined, how can you have the meager strength of Shan Ru?" There is room for negotiating conditions!" While speaking, the woman's cold eyes pierced Ouyang Ling fiercely like a sharp sword.On this side, Ouyang Ling seemed to be stabbed by a sharp sword, his mind was shocked, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of bright red blood!

Ouyang Ling's complexion changed drastically, and he held back the pain that was about to split his soul, Bao Yuan Shouyi, then took out a jade bottle from the storage bag, and swallowed a mouthful of the spiritual liquid.

"Huh?" Seeing Ouyang Ling take out the spiritual liquid, Ling Long's complexion changed slightly, but he gave Ouyang Ling a high look.I didn't expect that the other party's cultivation base was not high, but he possessed such things to repair the soul.Although in her eyes, it is not a good thing, but it is still rare after all.

It wasn't until a moment later that Ouyang Ling's complexion turned better, presumably it was because of his luck to transform the spiritual liquid.He looked at Ling Taki: "Soul attack! Senior is really good at it!"

Ling Taki snorted softly, and looked around at the monks present: "Since Peach Blossom Miasma cannot identify the Holy Descendants, then we can only use the Holy Mirror. The power of the Holy Mirror is far from comparable to that of Peach Blossom Miasma..."

Chu Yanzhi frowned inexplicably, wondering if it was his illusion, he always felt that Ling Long was looking at him.That sight... how should I put it, it was like being stared at by some kind of dangerous creature, which made him restless.

For Chu Yanzhi's restlessness, Ling Taki was obviously very satisfied: "Anyway, let's all live and die!" She waved her big sleeve, and a large darkness appeared in front of everyone's eyes.Before slamming into the darkness, Chu Yanzhi heard a familiar steady voice: "Hold on to me!" A hand grabbed his hand.

Chu Yanzhi had to admit that the calm voice and warm touch had a strange soothing effect.He calmed down.

The darkness lasted only for a moment.Disappearing with the darkness, there was also Chu Zixuan's aura and the hand holding him.

Chu Yanzhi is in an independent space.Yes, there is only silence and space for his existence.He looked at his empty left hand, stretched it involuntarily, and felt relieved: The world generated by the "Holy Mirror" in the witch's mouth?I don't know what lies ahead, but what I can be sure of is that it will definitely be more dangerous than Miasma... In short, let's take a look ahead!

Having made up his mind, Chu Yanzhi put on a protective shield for himself, and walked forward cautiously.

"scold--"

There was a sharp piercing sound, and Chu Yan subconsciously flashed, and the icy breath passed by him in the next breath, and a few strands of hair fell to the ground.Chu Yanzhi touched it, and as expected, he saw blood.It's also fortunate that he hid in time, otherwise it wouldn't be solved by a single scratch.

"Keng!" Qiushui sword unsheathed, and slashed obliquely, blocking the second attack and revealing the unknown creature attacking him. "Human?" Chu Yanzhi used the Qiushui sword to resist the opponent's tricks, and whispered, "No, the breath is wrong... a demon? It doesn't seem to be..."

"In that case." Chu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, and the Qiushui sword's light rose sharply, piercing the air viciously, "Just do it for me!"

"Keng! Keng! Keng!" The Qiushui sword made a violent impact on a hard object, accompanied by a series of sparks, and a black humanoid creature appeared in front of Chu Yanzhi.Chu Yanzhi smiled, but the smile didn't last long, and when he saw the creature's face clearly, his face froze: That's him!No, to be precise, it was a demon who looked exactly like him!

what happened?Why does "he" appear here?Is it the role of the holy mirror again?

... No, wait, the most urgent thing now is to find out if "he" is not a copy of him!In other words, will this replica be more powerful than the real one!If it was the latter, then Chu Yanzhi could almost foresee himself lying in a pool of blood a few minutes later.Of course, it is also possible to disappear directly...

Thinking of this, Chu Yanzhi gave up the temptation and made a move with all his strength.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The attacks of the two collided violently, disrupting the true energy in the entire space.

After hitting again, the two took advantage of the situation to separate.Chu Yanzhi stared at the demonized Qiushui sword in the opponent's devil's hand, his face sank like water: The opponent is really a copy of himself, even the weapon skills are exactly the same!The only difference is probably that the devil's body defense is more than one or two chips higher than his own!

...the most unfortunate guess has come true.

"Cough cough..."

Chu Yanzhi coughed up a mouthful of blood, but his eyes became more ferocious: Don't even think about what's left, it's already an endless situation!For now, the only way is to fight to the end!

The Qiushui sword sparkled with a faint blue light, Chu Yanzhi shouted loudly, and rushed towards the opposite "he" again!

……

Outside the mirror image, Ling Long's attention was always on Chu Yanzhi.Seeing that the latter has put in a desperate posture, but there is no abnormality revealed in the peach blossom miasma, doubts suddenly arise in his heart: "Could it be that my senses were wrong before? Why didn't I have the slightest means of the saints... not good!"

Not far away, a monk broke through the mirror image and came straight to her!She didn't realize it before, which shows how deeply the visitor is hiding! "Damn it!" Ling Taki quickly formed a handprint in her hand, and the black devilish energy surged in her hand, and she instantly moved towards the monk.The next moment, Ling Taki's eyes widened: those magic seals had no effect on the monk, but the latter came towards her at a faster speed!

"How, how could it be!"

At this dazed moment, the cultivator pounced on Ling Taki like a hungry tiger pounced on a wolf, but she didn't even have the slightest ability to resist, and even the devilish energy in her body tended to be imprisoned.Ling Long finally saw the monk's face clearly, and his expressionless face was full of horror: "You are actually...!"

A black crack appeared at her feet, the monk grabbed her and jumped into the crack.

Ling Long's words came to an abrupt end.The crack closed, and there were no two people in place.

Everyone who witnessed this change looked at each other in blank dismay. Since the demonic energy in Ling Taki's body was forbidden and he couldn't drive the Holy Mirror, the mirror world that besieged everyone naturally collapsed.Then, the people who came out of the broken mirror saw the scene where Ling Taki was pulled into the crack by the monk.Also, both of them gestured in this direction.The direction is clearly on Chu Yanzhi's side!

"not good!"

"Crack in the Demon Realm!"