My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

As if responding to the anger of the mountain spirit, there was a sudden rumble of thunder from all directions on the battlefield, occasionally mixed with a few deafening roars, echoing in the wilderness for a long time.

At the same time, the crisis warning issued by Fu Wan falls on all shadow rings——

Xia Qi had already noticed that the troll who had been staring at both ends of the altar platform before had stopped being motionless, and his figure slowly rose from the abyss until his waist was at the same height as the platform. , adding to the sense of oppression.

Then they raised their arms violently, and the swords in their hands stirred up a fierce wind on the dark battlefield, forming a vortex and turbulent flow, shaking all the broken platforms.

Immediately afterwards, a huge sword edge condensed by two sections of devilish energy slammed down on the platform. The shadow of the sword covered the sky and the sun, as if the sky had collapsed.

Everyone had already quickly escaped from the platform, and the disciples who were a little slower were engulfed by the sword wind of the giant sword, swept away, and fell into the bottomless abyss one after another.

Fu Wan and Wen Yuxie's quick eyes and quick hands brought people back one by one.

The space magic circle is vast and boundless, and the two trolls are like hellwalkers, coming and going freely within the battlefield, wreaking havoc with their hands and feet.

They walk like clouds hanging from the sky, blocking the sun and the moon, and setting off waves of wind and turbulence.

Now the disciples of the three sects no longer divide you and me, and immediately follow what they have learned from the previous training, quickly set up a formation with the sword to restrain them, and move around the other small platforms that only allow four or five people to settle down, to prevent the troll from destroying the space formation.

Xia Qi explored the chaotic battlefield with his spiritual sense, frowning.

As for the immediate matter, he did not relax his vigilance.Only then did he realize that the rain moved a little in Qingshi, and Lianguang followed Zaichuan and slashed towards the indifferent figure.

Although he still couldn't bear it in his heart, he didn't show any mercy under the sword of light.

The loud clanging sound of killing and cutting out from the sword blade also shocked Xia Qi's erratic and downcast soul to return to its place suddenly, and the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly became clear.

After one blow, the three of them staggered, and he formed a tacit understanding with Qingyan to surround and stand around, but saw Qing Shiyu go straight to Qingyan without hesitation, using the Cangcheng sword technique.

Although the three masters of Cang Li were taught by one person, their swordsmanship styles are not the same.

This was the first time Xia Qi saw Qing Shiyu make a sword, but the opponent's sword technique at this time was blessed with demonic energy, and the originally innocent sword moves became treacherous and unpredictable.

As Yunzhang's number one swordsman, Qingyan's swordsmanship is unparalleled, and it is beyond the reach of all Cangcheng's disciples.The Cangcheng swordsmanship in Qing Yan's hand, the sword moves are powerful, the mountains where the sword light reaches are surging, the sword energy is thick and clear, like a nine-day galaxy hanging down - there is a weapon that can break all spells!

At this moment, it is facing Qing Shiyu's own sword move that has lost its innocence... Zai Chuan, carrying the tainted anger of his family style, set off a wave of sword energy, frequently colliding with the torrential devil energy of the mountain spirit, steadily Suppress the opponent without losing the slightest bit of wind.

Even Jinglei avoided its sharp edge, and fell back into the dark clouds, sobbing in a muffled voice.

Qing Shiyu realized that he was getting more and more disadvantaged, his brows sank, and the sword edge in his hand hummed, arousing the wilderness demonic energy, and countless demonic energy was shot from the space magic circle connected with his soul, which injected into the blade, adding a world-shattering force. Great power.

Whenever he raises his sword and makes a move, the devilish energy covering the blade will re-engrave the sword move into the magic circle, and the same sword move will be shot from every corner of the space magic circle. In an instant, the sword with the devilish energy Qi flew across the battlefield, forming a situation of more than one dozen.

However, Qing Shiyu was annoyed when he discovered that even if he mobilized the devil energy to attach it to the sword, he also possessed the cultivation base of a mountain spirit——

Still unable to take advantage of the sword of the person in front of him, and even more and more invincible.

The original black dragon, who had been imagining himself before, thought he could restrain the opponent, but was suppressed many times, and was even easily used.

It seemed that no matter what, he couldn't avoid the sharp sword light... and the pair of cold blue eyes behind the sword's edge.

Qing Shiyu noticed that the sword that was cutting towards him was full of anger, so he couldn't help laughing mockingly, why isn't he angry?

Shulang's sword, which protected the entire Lingying Mountain and every demon spirit in Lingying Mountain a hundred years ago, is now facing him mercilessly in order to protect the ants!

There's nothing wrong with his desire for revenge. I'm afraid Shulang has lived a comfortable life in the world for a hundred years, and he has long forgotten the hatred of extermination!

Qing Shiyu's eyebrows were gloomy, the sword's devilish energy surged, and the devil's mist surged as he waved it. The pitch-black sword light was bound to swallow everything.

And the bright and clear light of Mo Lan's figure suppressed him fiercely. Cang Li's disciples seemed to have been arranged for a long time, and they quickly changed their formation around the battlefield without listening to anyone's orders, and scattered all the sword moves carrying demonic energy, gradually eliminating the threat.

Qing Shiyu's usually indifferent eyes were stained with hatred, he finally realized that Qingyan's recognition of his identity meant that he had already thought of a countermeasure.

Before, Qingyan prepared a replacement magic circle for Su Qunyun to lure him into the formation to kill him. Now Cang Li's disciples are able to deal with his changing layout according to his sword moves, which must be within the plan of the other party.

Xia Qi originally wanted to besiege Qing Shiyu together with Qing Yan, so he raised his sword to join in for a while, then silently retreated to the periphery, so he could only take the opportunity to make up the knife——

Even if he had reached the Golden Core Realm, he was still a little bit reluctant to keep up with the speed of the Wan Yao King and Shan Ling, so he stopped adding to disrupt the rhythm.

However, he calmed down at this moment, his thoughts resumed, and he suddenly understood many things.

Qingyan was on the way to Nanfeng, and it was confirmed that the person behind the scenes was Qing Shiyu.At that time, he didn't return to Cangcheng immediately to expose and punish him, presumably because he was afraid that the mountain spirit would go crazy and cause disaster to erupt from Cangcheng and spread to the whole Longzhou.

They went to Nanfeng, dispatched many disciples, and some disciples went to Lingzhou to support, and it was too late to return to Longzhou.

While the mountain spirit a hundred years ago may have been naive and innocent, Qing Shiyu a hundred years later is thoughtful and cautious. Since the other party wants to set up a game in Nanfeng, it happens that Nanfeng also urgently needs to dig out the rotten roots, so they simply solve it together in Nanfeng. Clean up.

As long as they are in Nanfeng, at the end, Qing Shiyu will naturally come to the end.

Now that Qing Tingyun is stationed at Xiaoshan and cannot be dispatched, Qingyan sends Mingwei back to Cangcheng to beware of accidents.

As for not telling anyone... it was because the other sects knew that the person behind the scenes was from Cang Li, and would lose the trust of the alliance.If there is a gap between the disciples, it will be difficult for them to cooperate tacitly in the final battle.

Perhaps there is another personal reason... It took a long time for Qing Yan to go from being outraged to accepting it.

However, the Qing Banquet was not without planning. Cang Li's disciples are now organized in an orderly manner, supplemented by their understanding of their own swordsmanship, they can steadily restrain the sword shadow flying around with demonic energy.

This must have been prepared for the siege of Qing Shiyu, and it was also effective in resisting the flying sword energy.

Disciple Cangcheng knew the seriousness, even if he knew that the person behind the scenes was his uncle, he didn't hesitate in his actions.

Xia Qi swept the situation on the battlefield with his spiritual sense, and no longer intervened in the confrontation between the Wan Yao King and the mountain spirit.

At this time, Qing Yan held Qing Shiyu back, the most important thing was to break the magic weapon, otherwise as time went by, everyone's aura would gradually lose and they would lose the power to resist.

The sword was bright under his feet, he dodged the troll's volley sword, and his black hair was lifted by the wind.

Wen Yuxie was standing on the edge of a small platform, holding a compass solemnly.

He landed next to Wen Yuxie, and the other party also completed the survey, put away the compass, and said to him: "The Spirit Devouring Cauldron can be transformed into a barrier covering all things, which can only be broken from the inside. I have found the most fragile aura in the cauldron The nodes, destroyed from there, are not hard to break."

Seeing that there was a solution, Xia Qi heaved a sigh of relief, and then asked Ying, "Where is it, I'll help."

Wen Yuxie told Xia Qi the exact location, and the two were about to go together when she suddenly heard a weak and familiar voice passing through the surrounding noise and falling into her ears.

She froze for a moment, then turned her head to look at the pale soul not far away.

Just when the platform collapsed, she became selfish, she didn't want Su Qunyun to fall into the cold abyss, and used spells to stabilize her deformed soul.

When this battle is over, she wants Su Ling to see Su Qunyun again, and also wants to bring this soul back to Lingzhou and let him disappear in his hometown.

However, the demonic energy and wind on the battlefield are too strong, the dangers are everywhere, and the thin soul will not be able to last after all.

She just hesitated, Xia Qi seemed to see her struggle at this moment, and said in a gentle voice, "I'll go first."

She lowered her eyes and remained silent for a few moments before mustering up the courage to face the parting. She quickly turned around and landed beside Su Qunyun.

The pale soul was about to dissipate, and even its shape was not stable, and it was slightly scattered, as if it was about to merge into the darkness.Maybe it was because he realized that he couldn't last long and couldn't wait for her to return, so he stopped her.

Her fingertips trembled uncontrollably, her heart filled with discomfort, she knelt down slowly in front of Su Qunyun: "Ah Yun..."

Su Qunyun didn't care much about death, he just stared at her with a light smile for a few breaths, and something came out of his soul and fell into Su Qunyun's translucent palm: "Senior sister, this is for you."

It was a clear and moist jade pendant... In the past, Su Qunyun was seriously ill for many days, and his spirit was depressed. In order to appease his spirit, Su Ling carved a jade pendant out of soul-gathering jade and let Su Qunyun carry it with him.

Wen Yuxie slowly opened his eyes wide, unexpectedly Su Qunyun kept it close to him...

She thought that her junior brother, who had been disowned for a long time, did not finally reveal some deeply hidden thoughts until death came.

She secretly gritted her teeth to restrain her sorrow, finally took the jade pendant silently, and then heard Su Qunyun's voice as light as a sigh: "Senior sister, take care from now on."

Wen Yuxie felt a subtle weirdness in his heart, just as he was about to look up at that person carefully, it was already too late.

The moment she touched the jade pendant, a strong suction suddenly surged, sweeping her into it instantly——

It's a teleportation technique!

Her pupils shrank, she raised her head suddenly, and the scene in front of her was distorted, which indicated that she was being taken away from this place——

In a hurry, she only caught a glimpse of the young man staring at him intently and admiringly, just one glance was enough to penetrate deeply into her mind.

In the next moment, all the noise around him disappeared, leaving only the silence of the vast night swarming over.

She was still holding the jade pendant, but she was standing in the empty space above the Shifang Pavilion.

Xia Qi rushed to the place mentioned by Wen Yuxie, halfway there, suddenly found strange phenomena around him.

At that moment just now, the entire space magic circle suddenly became obviously disordered, as if being pulled by an invisible giant hand, everything on the battlefield was distorted for a moment.

He thought it was Qing Shiyu who made a move, but he found that the most turbulent place was not the sky, but——

Su Qunyun!

Xia Qi frowned, how could a soul that was about to dissipate create such a big commotion?

I saw the translucent pale figure hanging in the air, raising one arm, and rows of inscriptions lingering with demonic energy appeared out of thin air on the fingertips.

Almost only phantom fingers were trying to fill in the last inscription, but it turned out to be the last inscription of a hidden formation!

At the moment when the inscription was formed, a huge magic circle flickered over the entire space magic circle, and the dark inscription was twisted and horribly distorted. The big circle had already taken shape!

Immediately afterwards, the entire space law circle trembled suddenly, and clusters of ominous black mist rose out of thin air from between the inscriptions, bloomed one after another, and quickly spread and fell——

Xia Qi smelled the scent of the forbidden curse, his hair all over his body, and he immediately stopped his pace.

Not far away, a disciple of Chang Yao was infested by the black mist flowing from the sky. He immediately rushed to rescue him, but saw that the disciple was quickly swallowed by the black mist. Companions, and fell into the abyss together with them.

He hesitated and pondered for a while, seeing the black mist spreading and burning with an unstoppable momentum, and the shadow ring sent reminders of the disciple's fall one after another——

He frowned, his pupils shrank suddenly, and suddenly realized that this black mist was black flame!

A hundred years ago, Shifang Pavilion hid the black flame in the congratulatory gift to Lingying Mountain, and pried open the impenetrable defensive circle.The black flame burned in Shen Xinghai for another hundred years, and nothing could extinguish it.

Now the black flame reappears on the battlefield, and it spreads rapidly even without wind. Once it is infected, it will spread all over the body. Even weapons engraved with exorcism runes cannot stop it...

Xia Qi suddenly understood that what passed through the blade and was blocked by Sui Sui was not the magic energy, but the black flame.At that time, he immediately collapsed due to the death of Sui Sui, and he didn't check it carefully. Only now did he know the existence of the black flame. It must have been that the magic energy splashed into the hidden magic circle at that time, bringing out a few wisps of the black flame in the inscription.

From this point of view, Su Qunyun had a different heart towards Qing Shiyu at the beginning, not just to attract them, but also to lay a countermeasure in the space magic circle.

These inscriptions can hide from Qing Yan and Qing Shiyu. Firstly, the inscriptions of the magic circle are not complete, and the other inscriptions have no effect. Only by accumulating enough magic energy and using it as a power source to activate the black flame magic circle can it be started smoothly.

In the Spirit Devouring Cauldron, everyone had already cut off their way out, and now that the black flames were spreading, Su Qunyun wanted to die with them.

in the sky.

Qing Shiyu noticed Su Qunyun's commotion, and there was a mocking smile on his lips: "The struggle of a dying beast."

In the past, the black flame burned out thousands of unjust souls in Lingying Mountain. Now that the black flame reappears, the mountain spirit does not feel any hatred or discomfort. With the power and speed of the spread, the black flame spread across most of the battlefield in an instant.

The reflection of the black flame fell on Qing Yan's blue pupils, and the unforgettable cry of pain and sorrow seemed to pass through a hundred years, and penetrated into the ears again, causing the pupils to become stern.

Qing Shiyu was submerged into his shoulder by Zai Chuan's sword light again, and with a muffled snort, he met those cold eyes filled with fierce anger.

His reluctance grew stronger, and he couldn't help but sneered: "Why is Shulang angry? Even if he is angry, he should face people outside Lingying Mountain. You and I just do things differently. Although the Wan Yao King makes Wan Yao submit, But he has no right to make the mountain spirit obey..."

"First, you are a god, but you wantonly hurt innocent people," Qing Yan interrupted in a deep voice, and there was a chill on Zaichuan. Second, as a disciple of Cangcheng, you disregard the rules of the sect and disregard the teachings of the master for many years."

Xia Qi was raising his sword and slashing at Su Qunyun, when he heard the conversation on the sky, he couldn't help being stunned.

One of what Qing Yan said was from the standpoint of the Wan Yao King, and the second was the main entrance of Cang Li as a warning to his disciples.

Seeing that Shanling was silent for a long time after hearing the words, Xia Qi knew that Qing Shiyu would not feel guilty for killing living beings, but he seemed to subconsciously avoid the reprimand of the senior brother in charge.

He thought about it again, if Qing Yan didn't return to Cangcheng to expose Qing Shiyu, would he be sure that Qing Shiyu would not destroy Cangcheng.

At least up to this moment, Ming Wei has not reported any abnormalities in the sect.

He sighed silently, the edge of the sword had reached Su Qunyun's neck.

Su Qunyun's soul was about to dissipate, even if he used his last strength to disrupt the situation, he had no power to fight back.

He looked at Lianguang who pierced deeply into his heart, and laughed at himself.

He had already been beheaded countless times by Lianguang, so he naturally knew that the runes on the sword body could strangle the devilish energy, not to mention the soul.

The platform on which they landed was suddenly overturned by the troll's sword, and then shattered in the wind, and the two fell quickly.

Xia Qi didn't let him go, the radiant sword energy sank into his heart, causing his soul to collapse, he couldn't hold back the severe pain, and let out a muffled groan.

He gradually lost consciousness in the light of the sword, and suddenly heard Xia Qi's cold voice coming from the broken wind.

"What are you trying to make a fuss about? Heiyan is burning now, and there are also disciples of Changyao. Do you know that your senior sister wanted to take you back to Jindu Changyao?"

Su Qunyun's figure gradually lost its shape, like miasma like mist, and he was taken aback when he heard the words, but he only smiled back with an inexplicable meaning: "...I said that as long as I have one breath, I want you to die."

He sighed slowly, and his words were very soft, "... Jindu... Oh, I can't go back."

Getting the current result is the retribution he expected.I can't say I have no regrets because I didn't achieve the expected ending, but it's just that I'm inexplicably calm and relaxed at this time.

Ever since he decided to step into the muddy waters of Nanfeng, he has never regretted every choice... But, if he can go back to the beginning, he should spend more time with them.

There are too few days like that, and the years have turned and turned, and every frame has faded.

As he continued to fall into the bottomless abyss, Xia Qi sighed secretly when he saw most of the figures in front of him disappear.

However, in the next breath, Su Qunyun, who had already closed his eyes, suddenly opened them, looked at him with a strange smile, and asked quietly: "Xia Qi, do you know what year she brought me to Nanfeng?"

Xia Qi was taken aback, "she" naturally refers to Su Ling, how could Su Qunyun suddenly ask this, before thinking about the answer, and seeing Su Qunyun's smile was inexplicably happy: "You know, Bian Qiuguang came to Shifang Pavilion to snatch Lianguang, What year is it?"

When he mentioned Master, he suddenly noticed that Su Qunyun seemed to be reminding him of something, so he couldn't help frowning and asked: "What do you want to say? If you want to exchange news for the price, don't waste your energy, you are about to disappear, and the gods can't bring it back..."

The scattered soul in front of him smiled heartily, and slowly used his remaining strength to restore the appearance of a boy with black hair, just like seeing him for the first time that night in the dim lights, the white-clothed luthier tilted his head and smiled: "Also, go ask Yi Heng, why did the mind and soul dissipate, is it just because you saved Shulang?"

Xia Qi vaguely understood that what Su Qunyun said before he died was very important, but the other party had bad intentions and did not intend to say it clearly.

He saw the phantom of the young man gradually dissipate in the strong wind, turning into a gust of wind, he hurriedly grabbed it, the turbulent flow slipped through his fingertips, but he didn't catch anything.

Xu Ying laughed vaguely, as if he felt very happy to win a round with him.

In the next breath, he was the only figure left in the silent darkness.

Xia Qi hangs silently in nothingness, realizing that Su Qunyun has completely disappeared now... a little dazed for a moment.

Every time this person appears, he brings disasters, even if he is going to die, he will stir up disasters, wear phosphorus fire, and have fun.

It seems that compared to living in a sick bed for a long time and exhausting my life in a daze, it is more enjoyable to spend the past few years in full bloom.

However, what did Su Qunyun's words mean just now?

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