The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

Subaru Cang changed from a fairy gate to a demon cave in an instant.

Tang Renhe's demonic aura was deep, and his pupils appeared in his eyes. Several Pleiades Cang disciples lost their minds and became possessed by demons.

Mu Shenglan looked at the demonic energy emanating from her body in horror. Compared to others, her demonic aura is not too strong and her sanity is still there. But she couldn't believe it, what exactly had she practiced for so many years since she became an immortal? Why does it become like this! ?

Seeing that the situation was irreversible, Qiao Lang thought to himself: Since his identity has been exposed, it is better to follow what Chixi's ancestors did back then, cover up the truth, and kill everyone who knew about it. In the end, as long as he lives, the "truth" is in his mouth.

He has this confidence because the Chixi tribe cannot be killed!

Afterwards, he kneaded the hand and chanted the mantra, and issued the order urgently. Suddenly there was a strong wind, the sky and the earth were dark, and the sky above Pleiades was scarlet.

Mi'an Lake was surrounded by turbulent waves, rolling clouds and waves, and the lake water was red. Thousands of Chixi tribesmen emerged from the blood pool at the bottom of the lake, heading straight for the Pleiades Cang Divine Pillar.

Seeing this scene, Xie Zezhi no longer had to wait for other people's investigation results. He already had solid evidence to capture Qiao Lang. From beginning to end, he never violated his original intention to govern the fairy world according to law.

He calmly ordered Qiao Lang to be captured, and asked Jianyang and the immortals of Lingqing to escort other Sanxian and Pleiades Cang's disciples who had not yet become demons away.

"Where are you, Zhenjun?" Jianyang asked hurriedly.

Xie Zezhi called out the Soul-Leaving Sword given to him by the Emperor of Heaven, and said to Jianyang: "Everything will be carried out according to what was agreed yesterday. Record today's events in the record, report to the Emperor of Heaven, and clear the name of the three leaders of the Pleiades Cang Chuang Sect. From now on. No one is allowed to come to this place.”

After that, he stepped on the clouds and headed straight for Qiao Lang. This time it’s both public and private.

He reasoned yesterday that if Jiang Zhixia won, Qiao Lang would inevitably jump over the wall and go to extremes. If he really recruits the Chixi people, it will be difficult for the immortals to resist him. When the situation is irreversible, he will use himself as the center of the formation to suppress all living creatures in Pleiades Cang in Xihuang Mountain.

It's just that he had calculated everything, but he didn't expect that she lied and didn't come back in the end.

But at this point, he has nothing to miss, so he can give it a try.

Suddenly, a man rushed in front of him with a sword. This man was Lu Chennian. Just now, Mo Shushu used magic to immobilize all the Lingqing immortals, fearing that they would act out of their own whims.

Now he broke through the seal and did not hide the fact that he knew magic. He held the demon-killing sword and stepped on the clouds to seek revenge on Qiao Lang.

He slashed with his sword with such force that Tang Renhe, who rushed to save Qiao Lang, felt numb in his palms. He looked at Qiao Lang hiding behind Tang Renhe and roared: "Give her back to me!"

"You lied to me, don't think she can still live." Qiao Lang calmly stroked his beard, but the next moment Xie Zezhi came with a sword, making him panic.

The Soul-Leaving Sword was forged by the Emperor of Heaven himself and had been refined for thousands of years. Ordinary monsters would be knocked out of their wits just by being shocked by the energy of the sword. Although Qiao Lang will not die, he still handles it carefully.

The four of them were in the cloud, and they fought for dozens of rounds, and no one gave in.

Although the Sanxian and Pleiades disciples below were protected by Jianyang and Lingqing immortals, they were also seriously injured. Many immortals who were not determined were also possessed by Chixi's influence.

Everyone in Lingqing was in a panic. Firstly, there are too many Chixi tribesmen, and secondly, no matter what spells they use, they cannot kill these people.

He Susu was separated from Dongfang Chuliang in the chaos. Her spells were weak and she was almost killed. At the critical moment, Pu Lizhi rushed out of the token and fought with the Chixi Demon Tribe. But after all, she was just a soul. Without her body, her spells were not as good as before.

He Susu had never seen such a chaotic and desperate scene, and couldn't help crying, "Master... where are you..."

The next moment, the Chixi Demon Clan attacked her.

At this time, Mu Shenglan noticed that the Hengdao in her hand was trembling slightly. She snatched the sword from the hands of the Chixi man in front of her with her backhand, and then let go of the Hengdao in her hand.

He Susu turned her head and found that the man was already very close. It was too late to escape, so she subconsciously raised her arms to protect her head. Suddenly, a force pulled her back a few steps, and then the Chixi man was cut into two pieces and died.

"Your master is right, you two just lack practice!"

She was pleasantly surprised when she heard a familiar voice, and was then given to Dongfang Chuliang, who was also rescued. The two followed the instructions and quickly hid.

Liu Mosi sacrificed the mountain and sea atlas, and even released the magical beasts such as Qilin. Most of her spiritual energy was consumed but no results were achieved. When she was anxious, she heard someone calling her, "Fourth Senior Sister, Haechi! Use Haechi!"

"what?"

"Ah what. My sister, I beg you to hurry up. I won't tell you anymore, so hurry up!"

Liu Mosi looked at that familiar figure and forgot to breathe for a moment. When she came to her senses, tears fell from the corners of her mouth before she raised her lips.

She wiped away her tears and obeyed.

As soon as the Haechi came out, the Chixi people felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Their faces turned pale and they turned to run away, but they were swallowed by the Haechi.

The Lily of the Valley released by Lin Yi briefly shook away the Chixi demons surrounding her. But not long after, they attacked again. She couldn't drag everyone into their dreams, nor could she trap them in nightmares.

"Second Senior Sister." Jiang Zhixia held her hand that was about to cast the spell again and said a few words in her ear, "I have to leave quickly. I will forget everything if it's too late! You hurry up and use illusions. There is no need to delay them. Into a dream.”

When Jiang Zhixia left, Lin Yi held her wrist with one hand and looked at the junior sister who had come back from the dead with blood all over her body.

She had too many questions to ask her: You are not dead, right? Where have you been? Are you Xiaoliu?

But in the end he only said one sentence: "Does it hurt? Senior sister will help you heal your injuries."

"It hurts! That bastard is unwilling to save me. But there is no time to heal the injury now. Senior sister, do as I say and do it quickly." She said and left again.

"Jiang Zhixia!" Lin Yi stopped her, but didn't know what to say next.

"I'm not leaving." She turned around and smiled at her and said, "I will always be with my sister in the future."

After she left, Lin Yi held back tears and threw the two golden bell bracelets into the air. The two strings of hands were constantly entangled in the air, creating a huge illusion. The people in Chixi were so shocked that their legs weakened and they were discouraged. They all trembled like chaff and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Suddenly I heard the melodious sound of the flute, which was the song "Wuji" composed by Yu Yi. This piece of music can eliminate resentment in the world, but he hasn't played it very much in the past two years. If Jiang Zhixia hadn't asked him to play it, he wouldn't have remembered that he knew this piece of music. He blew while calming down his ups and downs.

After hearing this, all the immortals felt relaxed and refreshed. The immortals who were about to become possessed also regained their senses and immediately meditated to stabilize their minds.

Mo Jianxu used a long stroke to draw the talisman. As soon as he wrote a stroke, Jiang Zhixia appeared.

"I beg you, please write something useful!"

He was so shocked that he dropped his pen and didn't know how to pick it up: Did he write a talisman and make himself hallucinate? !

Jiang Zhixia helped him pick up the pen and put it in his hand, "I know you are shocked, but you will be shocked later. Senior brother, do you remember how to write "The Book of Shang Jun"?"

"I know, I know." Mo Yanxu was stunned, and his answer was based on instinct, "But that thing is not a talisman."

"Just write these, don't draw any symbols." Seeing that he was still in a daze, Jiang Zhixia asked, "Do you know how to write at all?"

"Okay, okay! I'll write it now." Mo Jianxu raised his pen and wrote in the air: Considering the changes in world affairs, seeking the foundation of the rectification of the Dharma, and seeking the way to serve the people...

As he wrote, he looked at Jiang Zhixia's leaving figure, raised his hand and slapped himself.

It hurts! It doesn’t look like a dream!

He felt more energetic now. The content of the "Book of Shang Jun" written by Zi Changbi evolved into chains heading towards the Chixi Demon Tribe, binding them tightly to the spot and unable to move.

He exclaimed: This thing is really useful!

The four of Xie Zezhi were still fighting in Yuntou.

Although Lu Chennian had magical power, his training time was too short. Unexpectedly, Tang Renhe found a flaw and broke the barrier with a palm, knocking him off his head.

With his hands free, Tang Renhe turned to attack Xie Ze's back and was hit by Jianyang's mace.

Xie Zezhi rarely used a sword, and martial arts moves were not what he was good at. However, the obsession to avenge his "wife" lingered in his heart, causing him to use sharp moves and rapid attacks. With the help of magic power and fairy weapons, he actually beat Qiao Lang without a trace. No power to fight back.

Qiao Lang suddenly changed his mind and said while defending: "Do you know how Jiang Zhixia died? She died of pain while her body was broken into millions of pieces and turned into powder. And she felt all of this..."

The more he talked, the harder Xie Zezhi hit him. And when he looked at Xie Zezhi's gradually showing demonic aura, he laughed in his heart and was still saying irritating words.

Once Zhaoheng is disturbed by his words, he can become a Chixi tribesman. He'll have to see how he handles himself then.

The two fell to the ground from mid-air. Qiao Lang's shoulder blade was penetrated by Xie Ze's sword, but he still couldn't stop talking, "Before she died, she called your name and asked you to save her. She said she was scared..."

"Get out!"

Jiang Zhixia slashed Qiao Lang's back with a knife and kicked him aside, "Lao Bancai is so good at writing biographies, why don't you publish a book!?"

Qiao Lang was shocked when he saw her, and turned to run away, but was entangled by Jianyang again.

She stepped forward and held Xie Zezhi's cheeks with both hands, "Please wake up! Xie Zezhi, if you dare to follow Ji Chen's example, I will kill you now before you commit suicide, so that you don't have to harm others."

When Xie Zezhi heard her voice, the hostility in his body faded away. He didn't know what expression to make. He tremblingly raised his hand to touch the person in front of him.

"Wait a minute!" Jiang Zhixia slapped her hands away and said seriously: "I have something serious to tell you... Damn it, I forgot... I told him to speak slower, and I wrote it down to avoid forgetting. He insisted. I can……"

She was a little panicked: this thing is very important, only it can completely suppress the Chixi tribe.

Xie Zezhi looked at the person in front of him, afraid that it was just a dream, and he didn't even dare to blink.

Seeing that he was in a daze, Jiang Zhixia stamped her feet angrily and said, "Help me think about it!"

"What are you thinking about..." He gently held her hand and found that he could touch her body. Her body was warm, which made him extremely excited. He also saw that there were many wounds on her body, especially the most conspicuous wound, which made him feel extremely distressed. He wanted to check her injuries but she slapped her hand away.

"I'm begging you, can you please sort out the occasion by taking advantage of me!?"

"No..." He said innocently: "I didn't, it was the wound..."

"Xie Zezhi!" She interrupted his explanation, "That thing you use when you deal with people is the colorful thing. You can't do it without it. Even the great masters in the world use it. What is it? I have seen it in Dongyao Mountain. …”

The more anxious she became, the less she could remember. Finally, she was so angry that she kicked him in the calf, "I don't want to think about it anymore. You go and solve it!"

She pointed outside, and the next moment she was embraced by Xie Zezhi.