Heavenly practice

When Shen Zhuo stood on the broken ground of Zijinxuan again, a loud buzzing sounded above his head, but he didn't seem to hear it.

A moment later, Chunhu suddenly fell from the void, grabbed his hair, crawled up to his shoulders, and complained to him with an unhappy expression.

Shen Zhuo looked back, Yi Qianhui's body had disappeared, and Ying Tianbai was nowhere to be seen. He stepped out of the Zijin Pavilion, and what he saw was the precarious appearance of the mountain guard array above his head that was about to collapse.

There is no doubt that this is Baili Youxin's handwriting. The other party obviously has ulterior motives, and deliberately excuses him to help him, so that he can leave Zhentianmen, and he takes the opportunity to attack the Qinyang Mountain formation.

As for the purpose, apart from Huang Lingyu Shen Zhuo, there is no second one.

So when he walked outside Zhentian Gate and saw Baili Youxin in Jiang Yi's shell strangling Long Xiang's neck and trying to dig his dantian, he was not surprised at all.

There were many people standing around, Shang Yin was lying in Ning Feiyue's arms covered in blood, Xue Junmi drew his sword and stepped forward, Baili Youxin blasted with spiritual power, far surpassing the cultivation level of Elder Yuanying, even Yin Zihong didn't even have time to go up to the rescue.

Shen Zhuo patted Chunhu's butt, pulled out a black mass from its mouth and threw it over, which could stand in front of Baili Youxin's spiritual power for Xue Junmi.

Everyone exclaimed, and saw that spiritual power pierced through the black mass, Xue Junmi was safe and sound, standing there in a daze.

Everyone was stunned, watching the black ball fall from the sky and spread out, but it turned out to be a black robe with silver patterns, which had been blasted into pieces but still radiant.

The clothes are so familiar, the people in Zhentianmen have seen someone wear them more than once, and of course they recognized it at a glance at this moment.

Long Xiang's eyes were already slack, but now he turned his head and looked at a certain place behind him, where a person was slowly walking.

"Shen Zhuo? What are you doing here?" Elder Ming Xin shouted immediately.

"Coming back so soon?"

Baili Youxin looked at the young man who was walking towards him, his long hair was drenched on his body, the white clothes all over his body were still dripping with water, his face was slightly pale, but his lips were bright red and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were even torn. , People can think of many things just by looking at it.

However, Baili Youxin just flashed a sneer in his eyes, and then looked at him with a bright smile.

Shen Zhuo didn't answer his words, stepped forward and bent down to pick up a sword on the ground, pointed at Baili Youxin, "Let go."

Baili Youxin's gaze deepened, and his bloody hand continued to stab Long Xiang's dantian. He smiled, "That's not okay."

"what--"

Long Xiang yelled in pain, and everyone was terrified. They didn't understand why the people who got along day and night suddenly seemed to be different people. The boy who usually called Jiang Yi black-skinned monkey turned pale.

Shen Zhuo didn't blink, and looked at the person in front of him lightly, "Are you taking revenge on me? Do you hate me too?"

Baili Youxin's smile faltered slightly, his eyes were complicated, and he didn't speak.

Shen Zhuo thought he had acquiesced, and said expressionlessly, "Did I dig up your ancestors' graves or something? Let you all hate me to death?"

Baili Youxin's smile disappeared, watching him move his lips, just as he was about to say something, he saw Shen Zhuo bit his finger, drew a mark on the sword with blood, and then stabbed hard into the ground.

"puff--"

Baili Youxin spat out a mouthful of blood, loosened his hand, and Long Xiang fell to the ground, Xue Junmi quickly stepped forward to take him away.

But a big bloody hole appeared out of nowhere on Baili Youxin's chest, the blackened blood was like sticky sap, it was shocking under the eyes of everyone, and no one knew what happened.

"It's so sudden..."

Baili Youxin laughed in a low voice suddenly, Yin Zihong and the other elder felt cold at the same time, and immediately retreated to protect the disciples.

Elder Mingxin took a look at Shen Zhuo, spat out blood annoyedly, and quickly retreated with Shang Yin and Ning Feiyue whose life and death were uncertain, but after a while, only Shen Zhuo and Baili Youxin were left in the arena.

"The array I set up when I kissed you?"

Baili Youxin pulled the blood hole in his chest, raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Zhuo, "Actually, you are not kind at all, and you never soften your heart when it is time to strike."

Shen Zhuo didn't speak, and watched the boy in front of him put his two hands into his chest with a calm expression, and pulled his body apart little by little.

There was a terrified cry from behind.

Baili Youxin acted as if he had never heard of it, and continued to destroy his body until the whole skin was peeled off, revealing a red dress, red hair, and blood-colored eyes full of vicious fanaticism.

"It's still comfortable like this."

Baili Youxin grabbed the long fiery red hair on his forehead, and grinned at the people behind Shen Zhuo, "Do you think so?"

Everyone in Zhentianmen was shocked. They thought it was just Jiang Yi who had rebelled against the demon, but they didn't expect it to be a demon.

"Demon King!"

Ning Feiyue yelled out, and several elders were startled, they turned to look at Xue Junmi and Ning Feiyue, the two people who participated in the chaos of the ape demon with their own eyes.

"The demon king... Baili Youxin."

Xue Junmi tightly held the long sword in his hand, "Three elders, please protect the disciples in the sect."

Yin Zihong's eyes froze, and he turned to look at Ning Feiyue, "Where's the half-grown grass?"

"...What half-grown grass?" Ning Feiyue stepped back subconsciously, tightly protecting Shang Yin.

Yin Zihong took a step forward, but was stopped by Elder Ming Xin.

"Step aside!"

Yin Zihong's eyes turned red, "The head of the sect has been plotted against by villains. If there is no way to recover, Nie Mingxin...do you want to rebel?"

"If it weren't for your obstruction, Yi Qianhui wouldn't be the head of the sect."

Ming Xin raised his palm slightly, and a large formation appeared under his feet, protecting everyone inside.

"you--"

Yin Zihong hated them for mentioning this matter the most, and was about to make a move when suddenly a leisurely voice sounded from behind.

"Elder Yin, don't act rashly, otherwise the sect leader will really be hopeless."

Everyone looked up, and at the side door not far away, Su Tianming was holding the unconscious Yi Qianhui in his hands and looking at them with a smile.

Yin Zihong's face turned cold, but he didn't dare to move.

Elder Mingxin heaved a sigh of relief, "Now that danger is imminent, Senior Brother Yin should let go of personal grievances first."

Yin Zihong didn't speak, and stared at Su Tianming, but Su Tianming didn't care, and looked up at the two people not far away.

Seeing that they didn't fight among themselves, Baili Youxin couldn't help being a little disappointed, and turned to look at Shen Zhuo, "If I tell them that we are together, what will happen to them?"

Shen Zhuo looked at him calmly, "Get out of here."

Baili Youxin lost his smile, was surprised to see Shen Zhuo turn and leave, and took a step forward, "Don't do this, I'm just joking..."

"roll."

Shen Zhuo turned around and pointed his sword at him, his face was cold, "I'll let you go."

Baili Youxin stood there staring at him fixedly, moved his Adam's apple, "Actually, I..."

Shen Zhuo stabbed with his sword, and Baili Youxin immediately appeared in the air a hundred meters away, and had already left Qinyang Mountain's protective formation.

He looked down at his feet, where there was a black hole that exploded, which was very frightening.

He suddenly became angry, and no longer tried to explain, turned around and flew away.

Standing alone on the ground, Shen Zhuo looked at the mountains, rivers, clouds and mists not far away, and suddenly felt dull.

"squeak……"

Chunhu got out of his neck and kissed his face, a little worried.

"nothing."

When he turned around, he was faced with a crowd of terrified faces, Shen Zhuo ignored them indifferently, dropped his sword and walked through the crowd, but was held back by his hand.

He turned his head and met Long Xiang's eyes.

"Why did you let him go?"

"..."

"He almost killed Uncle Shang Yin and everyone."

"What does that have to do with me?"

Long Xiang stared at him with wide eyes, as if he didn't know him.

Shen Zhuo felt bored again, looked at him for a moment, and suddenly asked without thinking, "Do you hate me too?"

Long Xiang was startled, and the words Xuan Yu had said to him resurfaced in his mind again.

Shen Zhuo saw his momentary hesitation and wavering, his eyes became colder, he shook off Long Xiang's hand and walked forward.

Su Tianming looked at his back and sighed, and casually pushed Yi Qianhui over, Yin Zihong quickly took over, and led him to the medicine hut.

Hundreds of miles away, Baili Youxin looked at the distant Qinyang Mountain and felt angry.

"Don't ask me for this kind of thing in the future, do it yourself!"

A cloud of black air floated behind him, speaking incomprehensible words, Bailiyou felt uncomfortable in his confidence, and flew away with a cold snort, and the cloud of black air disappeared without a sound.

Inside Zhentianmen, Shen Zhuo walked to Hongyinxuan alone, and fainted before entering the door. Chunhu, who was squatting on his shoulder, was caught off guard by a big somersault, and when he was dizzy, he saw a person walking over.

"squeak?"

Chunhu poked his head forward and glanced, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he cried out excitedly.

The other party didn't say anything, but fixedly looked at Shen Zhuo who was lying on the ground, his gaze passed over the wound at the corner of his mouth, then he hugged him horizontally and sent him into the room.