Will You Die if You Don't Pretend to be Forced?

"However, the little disciples of the Yujian Sect dare to talk to your grandfather like that?" The black magic weapon in the right hand of Guixiu, who rushed over first, immediately attacked Mu Huayi's facade——

But he was pierced straight by a double-edged sword with a cold light. The sword light was so fast that before he could react, the sword first broke the magic weapon, and then was pierced through his head.

"There is no one in Yunrong who is qualified to be her grandfather." The young man put his right index finger and middle finger together, palm up, and hooked his two fingers back, recalling the silver sword, and said calmly.

The ghost cultivators behind were all captured by the power of this sword, and looked at him in surprise, wondering how Ji Qinglan, a monk who had just established his foundation, could kill a ghost cultivator who had just entered the golden core with a single sword.

However, they want to retreat, but some people will not let them go so easily.

The golden compass in Shangguanyi's hand, which was used to detect monsters, flew towards the air and began to spin rapidly. The silver pointer in the center flashed with light. Then, the pointer of the compass broke away from the center and rose into the air, spinning, gradually Derived four, eight...

The next moment, those slender needles shot towards the ground where the ghost cultivators gathered——

Even though it looks extremely slender, its lethality is extraordinarily powerful. Each needle directly passes through the sea of ​​consciousness between the foreheads, killing it with one blow.

And some ghost cultivators who ran fast found that where they were standing before, the silver needle fell to the ground, making a loud splash like an explosion.

Before the scattered ghost cultivators had time to run far, Mu Huayi's natal sword chased after him. The consciousness attached to the natal sword was at the Nascent Soul level. Basically, these ghost cultivators were like gourd babies saving grandpa— —

Send them one by one.

[Mission completion, 50.00% five. 】If the original cultivation level is against this group of ghost cultivators, then today's Yujianzong monks, or in other words, all the foundation establishment monks present will undoubtedly want to stay here.

However, in the face of the three cheating beings, their grievances were beyond the hearing of the Hades of the underworld.

It can be said that the monks of other sects didn't even have time to feel the fear and fear of seeing so many monks. They saw these ghost monks being chopped up by Yujianzong and Shenjimen. , and killed them all.

All monks: ... who am I?What is my name?where am i

When all the ghost cultivators rushed out, only one hid in the dark, and fled almost the moment the first pirate was killed.

However, after they killed all the ghost cultivators, they found that the formation in the village had not been broken.

Not only the Soul Devouring Formation, but the village itself was shrouded in the miasma of the green fox. Anyone who walked to the edge of the village would unconsciously walk back and circle around forever, unable to find a way out.

Many monks have tried it, and flew back with magic weapons one after another, reporting the situation to Mu Huayi and others. Mu Huayi looked up at the dark sky, thinking about how to break through the blockade, just as she was thinking At that time, Ji Qinglan next to him was holding the sword in his hand, looking up at the miasma, with a thoughtful look on his face.

How should I put it, when Mu Huayi turned his head and saw his expression, he felt that it could be interpreted in one sentence:

"What kind of strength should I use to try not to pierce the sky?"

It took her a lot of strength to break down her aloof personality, and calmly called him: "Junior brother."

Ji Qinglan turned to look at her, and heard her senior sister throw a sentence at herself quite calmly:

"Take it easy."

Ji Qinglan: ...What did she think she was planning to do?

Although a little helpless, the young man responded: "Don't worry, Senior Sister."

At the moment when his sharp sword was swung out, Mu Huayi complained speechlessly in his heart: Don't worry, this movement is so smooth... 33 Chongtian can be split for you...

When the sword was struck, the arc-shaped sword energy was glowing with purple light, and it suddenly moved towards the dark sky, but the next moment, a thin opening was opened in the black sky, and then, dark clouds rolled, and the black rolling Backing towards the two sides, the orange beam of the setting sun is leaking from the middle.

——The golden-orange light has the afterglow of the setting sun, and it is not scorching at all. The first ray of light that shines into the darkness is reflected on everyone's faces and falls in their pupils, making their expressions confused for a moment .

Even Mu Huayi couldn't help being stunned for a moment like the afterglow of the doomsday, and then thought of the gray sky above the underworld, and subconsciously felt that if the underworld was pierced through the sky, it would probably be like this .

Imperial Sword Sect, Wuxiang Peak.

Jun Yi, who was strolling leisurely in the small garden on the back mountain, felt the sword energy soaring into the sky far away, and said "Eh?" in surprise, seeing that the direction was where his apprentice was on this mission. I had nothing to do at all, so I simply took advantage of the situation to make a fortune——

"Not Huayi?" He frowned, and found that his apprentice's cultivation had not changed, but he didn't feel in danger either.

But that sword energy is real, no less than the power of her first sword now.

Although there is no danger, it also shows that the direction is unusual.Jun Yi stood there thinking for a while, and finally went to the door of the small garden——

That's where the ban with the Yaozu lies, no matter what, she should go and see it.

A quarter of an hour later, the owner of Wuxiang Peak rushed towards the border.

The monks who were still in the village just looked at the opening in the sky, like cracks on the ground, slowly, bigger cracks opened, and more sunlight rushed out from inside, scrambling to patronize this long-lost place. village of light.

At the same time, their nostrils were filled with a strange rancid smell.

Mu Huayi's face changed, and he tore off a piece of sleeve to cover Cheng Hanhan's mouth and nose, holding his breath and said in a low voice: "Once the formation is withdrawn, the original corpse's aura will come out, try to reduce breathing."

Several foundation-establishing female cultivators in Baihuayuan practiced the basic wind-calling art of the sect, and the air around the village was pulled and began to change the air here.

Mu Huayi sensed the decaying atmosphere of the ground, and looked up at the terrain around the village—no wonder the ghost cultivators used this place to raise little ghosts, and filled the Soul Devouring Formation with the living people of the entire village. place.

"We still have to find some masters to do a religious ceremony." She whispered something, and Shangguanyi who was next to her heard it, and secretly helped her write it down, planning to do it after returning home.

This trip to the border, here, who can not see the danger?If it weren't for the presence of Yu Jianzong, the monks present would have already sent their lives here.

When the dark clouds and darkness in the sky were all gone, people from many sects discussed it, and finally sent a contact signal to the sky, asking the elders of the sect to come. With their abilities, they really couldn't handle the sudden change here.

Xue Congyu also took a step forward, looking at Mu Huayi: "Elder Sister?"

The meaning inside and outside the words is, do you want to ask the elders of the master to come?

Mu Huayi and Ji Qinglan looked at each other, in order to avoid exposing more of their abilities, and also for Ji Qinglan's sake - plus this matter involves the fate of the human and monster races in this world, it really shouldn't be interfered by outsiders like her, So he nodded towards Xue Congyu.

Xue Congyu took off the communication fireworks from his waist and released them into the sky——

A white smoke in the shape of a flying sword stood in mid-air, like a shape formed by clouds. This symbol would not disappear without being attacked by the outside world, and it could last for three days and three nights, making the nearest Yujianzong members Get here.

At that time, Jun Yi had already walked half of the way, and the ordinary summoning sign of Yujianzong sent out, only the pattern was hanging in the sky, but if the elders in the summoning gate were powerful, they could shake the sign while sending out the guiding sign. ring their hearts.

Immediately, he heard a bell ringing in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and Jun Yi knew that the apprentice was really in trouble, so he forcibly increased the speed immediately.

Although Yu Jianzong and the surrounding monks are scattered in different places, they are in a relationship with each other, just to worry about any accidents before the monks from the division arrive, so that they can take care of each other.

Even the mouthless Jinlunmen, after seeing the power of Ji Qinglan's sword, stayed on the sidelines and dared not speak, relying entirely on Yujianzong's orders.

Facts have proved that their worries are also very reasonable.

Because on that day, when it was getting late, a purple light rushed towards the contact signals of Yu Jianzong and various sects around it, like a barbecue skewer, across the signs in a series——

I only heard a series of leaking sounds of "噗嗤", "噗嗤", and the contact signals of various sects really turned into smoke and slowly dispersed in the air. Each sect had someone responsible for checking the situation. Suddenly, almost everyone They all said aloud:

"Not good! Someone destroyed the contact signal!"

Mu Huayi sighed, looked at the wild pheasant he had just caught in the corner, and said very unhappy:

"Come here at the time when people have three meals, this big brother..."

"I guess I'm tired of work. Sit down and I'll take care of it." Shangguanyi accepted her words, looked at her with crooked eyes, patted her on the shoulder reassuringly, got up and walked out.

Xue Congyu and Cheng Hanhan looked at each other, seeing admiration in each other's eyes.Ji Qinglan sat lazily in the corner, with his hands behind his head, and glanced at them calmly, without saying a word from beginning to end.

Mu Huayi was throwing sweet potatoes into the fire—the family had originally stayed in the corner of the kitchen.

When the sweet potatoes in the fire were half-cooked, she glanced out suspiciously: "It's been so long, it shouldn't be..."

As a result, Ji Qinglan stood up from the side, brushed the dust off her clothes, and answered her doubts slowly:

"It shouldn't be, but your master is here."

Mu Huayi: ... What? !