I heard that Xiandao No.1 was dumped

Some people say that Xuanwu Secret Realm seems to be unfathomable, but it is actually the most deceitful. This is not what someone else said, but it is from the mouth of Mo Yunfan, the young pavilion master of our Tianji Pavilion.

Mo Yunfan, Pavilion Master Mo Shao, has kept a low profile since he entered the Xuanwu Secret Realm, for fear of encountering some old and disrespectful powers who would pester him and ask about the reconciliation between Immortal No. 1 and Kyushu Demon Venerable.He asked himself that there were no omissions, and he successfully avoided all the monks who were curious about the secrets of sex, but he did not avoid the righteous master.

When the famous Kyushu Demon Lord appeared in front of him holding the Cangmang Sword, after three seconds of ideological struggle.

Mo Yunfan, the young master of the Tianji Pavilion among the five sects and double pavilions, put on an elegant and decent smile, nodded to the Demon Lord of Kyushu who suddenly appeared in front of him, and said, "I haven't seen the Demon Lord for a long time, but Yunfan is very concerned about it. I was still thinking about when I would visit the Wuyuan Demon Palace, how could I not have expected that Yun Fan and the Demon Venerable are so predestined, and in this boundless Xuanwu secret realm, I can also meet the Demon Venerable, what a blessing."

Mo Yunfan was dressed in plain white clothes, which made a loud noise in the wind, and he bowed his hands in salute like a fairy.

Nan Ming looked at Mo Yunfan with a half-smile. This person is considered to be his peers. They are all around a thousand years old. There are only a few famous secret realms. Even if they are not familiar with each other, they have met many times. But every time he made the other party a little bit miserable, that's why he knew that Mo Yunfan, who was a gentleman, became irritable, as if he hadn't taken medicine. .

So in conclusion, Mo Yunfan is a kid who looks calm, but is actually very easy to blow up.

Mo Yunfan's gaze moved almost imperceptibly to the little candle phoenix jumping on Nan Ming's shoulder, and silently praised: This is really a bold (crossed out) bird with both wisdom and courage.

"Pavilion Master Mo Shao." Nan Ming said with a smile.

Mo Yunfan pursed the corners of his lips, couldn't help but hugged his arm, hesitated for a while, and said: "Can the Kyushu Demon Lord stop laughing like this, it's so creepy, just speak up if you have something to say. "

Nan Ming's eyelashes are very long, and they look more like a small fan or butterfly wings when they blink. They are beautiful but they are so beautiful. It's a pity that Mo Yunfan, who was already scared by Nan Ming, didn't blink because of Nan Ming. However, he let go of his heart a little bit, and instead became more vigilant.

Nan Ming was not at all annoyed by Mo Yunfan's casual words, he smiled almost innocently: "This time, there is indeed something to bother Pavilion Master Mo Shao."

Why is this guy so gentle this time, he seems to be asking for a lot!

Poor Pavilion Master Mo Shao, he asked himself that there were no omissions, but apart from being unable to penetrate his own secrets and the secrets of people who had a lot of entanglements with his own fate, why couldn't even the secrets of the Kyushu Demon Lord? Seeing through, it's weird!

You must know that he thought that this cruel beauty would have a lot to do with him, and he repeatedly tolerated her (the reason why he didn't admit it was because he couldn't beat him), but what happened?This person immediately became a Taoist couple with Immortal No. 1, fortunately he struggled for so long at the beginning.

Okay, I'm thinking a little bit wrong.

Mo Yunfan cleared his throat: "Kyushu Demon Lord, please say, you are welcome, Yunfan must know everything and say everything."

Nan Ming's smile was rare and sincere this time: "Pavilion Master Mo Shao has said so much, but I still like your sentence the most."

Mo Yunfan: "..." Endure with a knife on his head, continue to endure!

Nanming lightly stroked the boundless Jianjian with his fingers, his long and narrow eye tails were slightly raised, with endless tenderness, and he asked the question quite straightforwardly: "How did you get out of the Xuanwu Secret Realm?" It really didn't take too much politeness.

Mo Yunfan, who knows everything and talks endlessly: "..." Is it too late to take back that sentence now?

Mo Yunfan: "...I don't know."

Nan Ming slightly pushed the hilt of the sword with his fingers, exposing a small half of the sword glowing with moonlight, and said with a smile: "What was Pavilion Master Mo Shao talking about just now, the wind was too strong, and I couldn't hear clearly."

Mo Yunfan stared brightly, and pondered for a while: "Actually, we can discuss the matter of the Kyushu Demon Lord slowly, and what, the secret must not be leaked!"

Nan Ming raised his eyebrows, his eyes didn't turn cold because of it, he just protracted the tone of his words: "Huh?"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Yunfan said solemnly: "Kyushu Demon Lord, the master of this pavilion is definitely! I am definitely not afraid of you. After all, we have known each other for so many years, and your formation is not good. Since I don't want to wait until three months Then open the Xuanwu secret realm and go out..."

"Oh?" Nan Ming interrupted casually, "Pavilion Master Mo Shao seems to have taught you a lot!"

Mo Yunfan had an indifferent face: "...No, in a nutshell, Yun Fan personally brought Mozun out of the Xuanwu Secret Realm, Mozun is quite satisfied!"

He couldn't help gnashing his teeth when he said the last sentence.

Nan Ming chuckled, inserted the sword completely into the scabbard once again, and said, "This seat is self-righteous, and I am very satisfied. I have trouble with the Pavilion Master."

Mo Yunfan curled his lips, but he didn't ask why Nan Ming was in such a hurry to get out of the Xuanwu Secret Realm. He was the young master of the Tianji Pavilion, so it would be a shame to ask someone else a question?

But the Kyushu Demon Lord is clearly in a hurry to get out of the Xuanwu Secret Realm, so why does he pretend to be nonchalant? Could it be...in fact!Is the Demon Lord of Kyushu a deadly tsundere?

No matter what Mo Yunfan, a guide with a lot of thieves in his heart, thinks, anyway, Nan Ming left the Xuanwu secret realm smoothly, and even Nan Ming regretted it, why didn't he kidnap the young pavilion master to accompany him to enter the secret realm .

There is a small candle phoenix on Nanming's left shoulder, and a small leaf is flying in front of him. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a cute thing, and it doesn't resemble his evil and crazy aura at all.

That small leaf was the little Bodhi leaf given to Shen Guhong by the Bodhi Tree Spirit. Even if Nan Ming didn't know the origin of this little Bodhi leaf, could he still be so ignorant that he couldn't recognize the Bodhi leaf?

The little bodhi leaf fluttered in the air, doing the duty of a guide. The speed of the fan fluttered a little too fast, and it could be seen that the little bodhi leaf was a little impatient.

Nan Ming had already frowned for countless times, but he had no choice but to follow the little Bodhi leaf to tear apart the void again and again.

……

Shen Guhong has been trying to break the formation that bound his soul recently. Although he only has one soul and one soul, he is a genius at breaking formations. No matter how difficult the formation is, it is impossible to trap him forever. Brother naturally knows this truth, otherwise why would he have to wear down his soul strength several times.

He would attack the formation three times every hour, and then find the eye of the formation, and the formation would be broken within three days.

At Chenshi, after his last attack on the formation, he heard a small sound, Shen Guhong frowned, his senior brother said that Xunzi would not make the slightest sound every time he came, so who is it!

When Nan Ming came, what he saw was Shen Guhong's piercing, almost ice-cold gaze, but his subconscious thought was that he was in good spirits.

Seeing the person seemed to be all right, Nan Ming was not as anxious as when he came here, instead he was sitting leisurely on the beam of the house, sighing inwardly that the other party was fine, but only smiled a little : "How did the Immortal Venerable put himself in such a mess?"

Seeing that it was Nan Ming who came, Shen Guhong didn't keep a straight face as usual, in such an environment of unknown danger, he actually smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth curled up.

Nanming narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and the tear moles at the corners of his eyes reflected a dangerous light, and he smiled mockingly.

Shen Guhong feels very familiar to him now, just like the other party's retreat many years ago, just saying "you are here" can make Nan Ming's anger turn into tender fingers, obviously annoyed, But now he couldn't feel angry at all.

Shen Guhong, you are indeed my robbery!

Nan Ming lowered his eyes, as if he sighed, but it was more like mocking disdain.

He said angrily, "Why are you laughing?" Tangtang Xiandao No. 1 was kidnapped by someone, and the other party succeeded. This person can still laugh at such a loss of status.

"Because I know you will always be by my side, and the result of the facts is indeed the case." Shen Guhong's explanation is on weekdays, how could he say it, but maybe it is the delicate and beautiful man's face The anger that is rare in the world, or the soft-heartedness of this person who is obviously very upset, but he will not say a serious word, anyway, he just said it.

Nan Ming glanced at Shen Gu's face, but said nothing, he never believed in the inherent goodness of human nature, let alone any benevolence and righteousness, so he didn't like righteous people, but in the end it was such a righteous person who let him down. He admits it.He felt that he was a selfish person, and he would never put himself in danger for anyone, but he did it.

Looking around, he glanced casually, and suddenly found some suspicious dark red marks on the ground under Shen Guhong's white clothes.Although the stains on the clothes can be removed with spells, the seriously injured person must not have enough energy. The traces are separated from Shen Guhong by a certain distance, and they look like the edge of a pool of blood.

How much bleeding would it take to spread there? Nan Ming's eyebrows twitched fiercely, his body swayed, and he was almost knocked down by the sudden severe heartache.For Shen Guhong, he never forbears any pains, if he didn't discover it by accident, how long would he want to hide it!

Nan Ming rested his head on one hand, as if he was pondering some difficult and incomprehensible question. His mind was agitated for a long time, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, finally forming a thin and cool arc:

"Shen Guhong, not everyone can change their minds."

As he spoke, he had already jumped off the beam, and landed on the ground gracefully. With a block of his fingers, he had already blocked the white bones coming from behind.

A clear voice came from behind him: "Kyushu Demon Lord?"

Nan Ming had already turned his head and looked at the man who used the bone as a weapon. The tear mole at the corner of his eye brought out a little light, and that black color was like the darkness from the depths of hell.

His tone was light: "It is this seat."

Nan Ming originally thought that he would be able to face it calmly even if he saw a wriggling carrion worm, or some face full of knife wounds and scalds, no matter how vicious, but when he looked at this delicate and handsome face, But he was slightly taken aback for a rare moment.

He looked at this face, but he was a little surprised. This person is actually Dao Xunzi, who was originally a fallen demon and killed teachers. He has such a face. Most people would think it was a demon cultivator when they saw this person. This person was originally the number one sect of immortality Hao Ranzong's chief disciple.

The man slowly came out from the darkness, his snow-white clothes were spotless, and his face was completely expressionless. He actually took off the large black robe, if it wasn't for the extremely demonized face on his face. The coquettish red lotus, in terms of demeanor, is also somewhat of an immortal demeanor.

But these are not important, dare to kidnap his Taoist companion (now still), this person is not courting death, what is he doing? !

Dao Xunzi, who was originally the man in black robe, held the white bones in his hands, and started to fight without saying much.

Ever since the two met each other and said a word, they fought hard.

Dao Xunzi's hair was untied, and it was all hanging down his shoulders, fluctuating with the fight, showing a sense of elegance and elegance.

Nan Ming didn't want to draw the sword at first, but it seemed that some corrosive secret method had been specially added to the bones. He finally flicked his thumb up, and the sword jumped out of the sheath, and it was grasped in his hand.

In the darkness, the sword energy suddenly soared into the sky, and the moonlight suddenly appeared.

Nan Ming's eyes were cold, and he only held his sword hand firmly, and sent it straight to the opponent's throat. His sword seemed to be changing a lot, but it didn't change much.

This seems to be an extremely simple straight thrust.

Dao Xunzi narrowed his eyes slightly, with such a murderous aura, it was obvious that this was not a random strike, but a sword that could kill someone in an instant.

The sword stroke was sharp, the sword energy was exposed, and the bones in Dao Xunzi's hands were clanking, but he did not appear weak. The two collided, and the battle became more intense.

After the two fought hundreds of moves, the main hall was almost destroyed by the two of them. Even if the two of them had narrowed the scope of the battle, they still couldn't avoid the damage to the palace. Let the two big guys fight like this.

Nan Ming pursed his lips, and finally took out his talisman once again - Guqin Moyuan, he urgently needed a quick solution.

There are not a few people in the comprehension world who have fought against Nan Ming, but none of them know that he has a sword in his zither, because those who know have already died under his sword, and the cold ones can't be colder.

This sword and the Guqin seem to be made of the same material, and they both exude a kind of coldness that comes with the dense white bones. When the sword is pulled out from the qin, the Qingyue sword whistle resounds cheerfully, and even trembles slightly in the master's hand. . Moved twice.

How can a sword from the devil world that has been sacrificed by thousands of people be considered mortal? In fact, strictly speaking, this sword is Nan Ming's true natal magic weapon.

The blade of this sword was pitch black, and Nan Ming didn't want to waste any more time, so he slashed across the blade with his finger without hesitation, and sacrificed the blood of his fingertips to the sword spirit.

Shen Guhong's gaze sank unconsciously, and he saw a girl, a phantom of a girl shrouded in the breath of hell, floating in the sky above the pitch-black long sword. The girl in black lowered her eyes, her face Without the slightest mood swings, it can make people feel as cold as in the ice and snow. Following Nan Ming's blood sacrifice, she slowly raised her eyes, and the girl's eyes were blood red. There are no whites in the eyes, only bloodthirsty murderous aura , everything standing in front of her is nothing but dead things...

This is Xue Tong!

Nan Ming's sword was extremely fast, and suddenly the sword energy soared into the sky, the brilliance was so dazzling that even the bright moon in the sky seemed to have lost its color. Such a sword carried the ability to tear apart space, and it went forward indomitably.

Dao Xunzi stared at him, with a strange emotion in his eyes. He was holding a white bone in his hand, and he didn't dodge it. sword.

A sword and a bone intersected, making a "click", as if sparks burst out at the intersection of the two things.

But as soon as the two things intersected, Dao Xunzi's face turned pale from the aura of destruction, his fingers trembled slightly due to the sword, and his joints made a "click" sound, but his face unexpectedly turned pale. It was a crazy look, already in such a slightly embarrassing situation, but he laughed wildly.

It is said that half of the geniuses are lunatics. Nan Ming doesn't know if this person is a genius, but he can be sure that this person is definitely a lunatic, or the kind who wants to die.

The girl's phantom raised her hand slightly as Nanming's sword moves became more and more fierce, and the pitch-black Danko was like a coquettish and treacherous darkness.