After the rebirth, the old enemy helps me clean up

The dark wind lifts the curtain, and a huge bright moon floats in the sky.

It was originally a beautiful day, but at this moment, there was a sense of weirdness.

Zhou Wuyou reacted very quickly and Yujian stepped out of the viewing platform, followed by Cheng Buyi and Tantai Yu.

Lu Chengyang originally wanted to follow up, but when he drew his sword, he realized that the sword was broken, so he could only temporarily hold the broken sword and circle it around on the viewing platform.

The three juniors almost formed a solid triangle in mid-air, seemingly indestructible.

But when Wan Ce and the Octagonal Fan burst into golden light at the same time, nothing appeared.

Lu Chengyang opened his eyes wide, but still saw nothing.

The same goes for the three of Yu Jian.

However, the wind still intensified, and the howling of ghosts and wolves seemed to engulf people.

No, it's not that it didn't show up, it's that they couldn't see it.

Thinking of this, Lu Chengyang immediately stepped on the Broken Sword, managed to pull up his poor spiritual power and ran out of the viewing platform, falling down on his strong buttocks.

At this moment, an invisible pressure ruthlessly covered the three people who were in the defensive state in the air. However, as strong winds swept over their bodies, the spiritual power they could dispatch was getting less and less.

"I, I can't feel my spiritual power anymore, this wind is weird!"

Cheng Buyi exclaimed, and the sword under his feet trembled violently.

Tantaiyu and Zhou Wuyou were still able to wield their swords, so they hurriedly turned around and supported Cheng Buyi.

The wind howling ghosts and wolves stopped for a moment, but at this moment, there was a strange laugh.

The moment Tantai Yu raised his eyes, he was suddenly stunned: "Then, what is that?"

A few hideous silhouettes of human faces appeared faintly in the air, and it was here that the strange smile came from.

At this moment, Lu Chengyang couldn't move his hands to watch the play at all, and shouted into the air: "It's the wind demon!"

Zhou Wuyou immediately woke up, stretched out his octagonal fan, formed a barrier, and then fell to the ground with his sword.

But it was too late to form the barrier at this time, most of their spiritual power was swallowed up by the thorny wind demon, and they would be very passive from now on.

Fortunately, there was Tantai Yu's Wan Ce, who quickly turned into a long bow at this time, using the condensed spiritual power as an arrow, piercing through the barrier to destroy several Feng Yao's human faces.

Cheng Buyi and Zhou Wuyou threw off the talisman, they could only stop Feng Yao temporarily, but they couldn't destroy it.

"Junior Brother Pei, hide better." When the three of them landed on the ground, Zhou Wuyou distractedly said something to Lu Chengyang.

At this time, Lu Chengyang could only hold the useless broken sword to hide. Fortunately, his spiritual power was low and he couldn't arouse Feng Yao's enthusiasm. It was safer to hide in a corner alone for the time being.

It stands to reason that the spiritual weapon Wance can defeat all monsters, but unfortunately, although Tantai Yu should have a good cultivation level among his peers, he hasn't figured it out yet, otherwise even the wind monster that all monks don't want to encounter will not be a serious problem.

After his resurrection, he had a real headache for the first time.

Zhou Wuyou and Cheng Buyi were good at swordsmanship, but their spiritual power had been weakened by a few percent just now, and it was becoming more and more difficult at this time.

The octagonal fan barrier is very solid, but if it continues like this, if it can't be turned into an offense, I'm afraid it will be a catastrophe for several people tonight.

The moonlight turned dim at this moment, and a huge shadow shrouded it, almost blocking all the light.

At this moment, the talismans used by Zhou Wuyou and Cheng Buyi lit up a little, as if they had been summoned by some kind.

Feng Yao suddenly seemed to have heard some kind of call, and turned to the side, as if welcoming something.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly came from the mid-air, its strength was very strong, and it slammed into the lower barrier, Feng Yao followed behind, laughing wildly.

The enchantment supported by the eight-edged fan, a spiritual weapon, cracked from the edge, and the light and shadow dissipated in an instant.

The corner of Zhou Wuyou's mouth overflowed with blood, Cheng Buyi was shocked, and Tantai Yu reflexively resisted the sudden black shadow with all kinds of tactics.

But just like a mayfly shaking a tree, Tantai Yu was sent flying in an instant.

Lu Chengyang couldn't bear to look at it, his heart was shaken just now, and now he swallowed a mouthful of blood.

The black shadow brushed past Zhou Wuyou and Cheng Buyi again, knocking them unconscious to the ground.

Lu Chengyang stabilized his figure, and rushed to check the breath of the three juniors to confirm that they were still alive.

At this time, Wan Ce and the octagonal fan are back to their original state, without any golden light shining.

It is impossible for the two spirit weapons to go wrong, let alone go wrong at the same time.

Isn't it evil?

Lu Chengyang didn't have time to think about it, the shadow seemed to be staring at him.

He gritted his teeth slightly, raised the broken sword, and cut a long mouth on his arm, then held the octagonal fan in one hand, turned Wan Ce into a sword shape with the other and jumped up, with the unknown thing commanding the wind demon Fight up.

"Floating lotus, loose!"

Lu Chengyang unfolded the octagonal fan, and the fan suddenly burst into aura.

"Fortunately, the fan art was not changed."

Lu Chengyang rubbed the word "Tibetan" blurred on the end of the fan with his fingertips, and then turned another octagonal fan, pushing the countless five-petal anemones condensed by the spiritual light to the black shadow, locking them tightly. shadow.

The blood drops falling from the long mouth on his arm slowly condensed into a blood lotus in the air, and drifted away with countless silver lotuses, the red light burst out, and the strong light suppressed the black shadow.

But those wind monsters were stimulated and rushed towards Lu Chengyang with all their brains.

Lu Chengyang evaded Wan Ce, and then fell to the ground again, turning Wan Ce into a thin shield to block.

At this moment, a silvery lotus pattern suddenly fell from the air, pushing away the heavy shadow.

A person riding on the moonlight slowly landed on the eaves, holding a light sword flower in his hand, the sword light was brilliant, those wind demons immediately covered their faces and screamed, and disappeared invisible.

The moment Lu Chengyang saw the completely different light and shadow of the lotus pattern, he turned Wan Ce into its original shape, threw it out together with the octagonal fan, and lay down on the ground pretending to be dizzy.

Lu Chengyang kept one eye on the high place, the man holding the sword had a stern face, the white clothes were better than the fresh snow, and the swordsmanship was flowing like clouds and water, as if he wanted to chop the black shadow into pieces in an instant.

Xie Jing actually arrived at a critical moment?

After identifying the person as Xie Jing, Lu Chengyang's heart ached again.

The heart-piercing feeling of the eight-edged fan piercing through the chest seemed to be replaying in his mind again.

But at this time, he was a young disciple with low spiritual power under Xie Jing's sect, with no relatives and no reason, and had to rely on Xie Jing to live.

"Master?"

Zhou Wuyou stroked his chest, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and used great strength to stabilize his figure.

Xie Jing didn't pay attention to him, and only focused on cutting the black shadow.

The flying white robe fought with the black shadow to one place, firmly gaining the upper hand.

But after a while, the black shadow suddenly disappeared.

Lu Chengyang confirmed that he did not miss any moment just now, but the black shadow really disappeared out of thin air.

"Xie Jing" fell to the ground, the spirit sword in his hand turned into light spots and went away, and he himself turned into a few orchid-like lights and shadows, disappearing.

The light and shadow of one of the orchid grass floated to Zhou Wuyou's palm, and it suddenly turned into a letter.

Xie Jing didn't come in person, Lu Chengyang put his face on the ground, heaved a sigh of relief, picked up Tantai Yu who had been fainted and woke up and shook violently: "Brother Pei, wake up!"

Lu Chengyang couldn't hold back a mouthful of fresh foam, and accidentally sprayed it out.

Seeing that he was still alive, Tantai Yu said something like surviving a catastrophe, one will have future blessings, cherishing life and so on.

Lu Chengyang couldn't help covering his ears, and hurriedly told him to shut up.

"Just now is one of Master's seven phantom bodies. Master has already left the customs and will go down the mountain soon. He ordered us to rest nearby and wait."

Zhou Wuyou helped Cheng Busu up, rolled up the letter and said.

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What Lu Chengyang didn't know was that at this moment, the phantom body that Xie Jing separated had already belonged to the deity's spiritual consciousness.

Xie Jing stood on the top of Beizhou Mountain, many emotions flashed in his eyes for a moment, and then he returned to tranquility for a moment.

The phantom body returns to its place, and what it sees, he has seen.

It has been 15 years since the blood lotus bloomed last time.

He summoned the persistent sword, stepped on it lightly, and within half a moment, he arrived at the enchantment of the back mountain.

Most of the disciples know that Buming Pavilion has a layer of enchantment, but they don't know that this place is a way of blinding the eyes.

Xie Jing threw out the Persistence Sword, and the light of the sword swirled neatly in front of the barrier, leaving a "hole" in the barrier, slowly engulfing him.

The place connected here is completely different from the scenery of Beizhou Mountain just now. There are only broken wells and remnants of walls, and within half a mile, there is an abyss.

Under the abyss, there was a restless roar.

Xie Jing frowned slightly, and summoned the Eternal Sword to the abyss. A silvery five-petaled lotus grew from the tip of the sword. As the light of the sword turned slightly, it suddenly expanded until it covered the top of the abyss.

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