As soon as Gu Xuecun brought everyone to the palace on the top of Yeshan Mountain, what he saw was this scene——

Ye Xiao's eyes were blood red, and a streak of blue spiritual power suddenly struck from his palm towards the Goddess Yu's who was standing in front of the gate of the palace on the top of the mountain. There was a coercion that made people breathless.

A disciple of an unknown sect behind him uttered an exclamation: "Mother!"

However, Ye Xiao's palm stopped when it was about to hit Yu Wuxia's face.

The brown-clothed boy said coldly, "Where are the mustard seeds in the cold lake?"

Yu Wuxia seemed to turn a blind eye to the danger that she almost decapitated just now, she looked at Ye Xiao with an expression that was almost compassionate: "Others don't know what you want Hantan mustard seeds, but I do."

"Do you really think that Hantan Mustard Seed has the power to revive the dead? Can it bring back your little crane that has been dead for more than 700 years?"

Yu Wuxia shook her head pitifully: "Unfortunately, you are wrong, you couldn't do it."

"Let me ask you, mustard, son, where, where, where."

"Didn't you ask Master Ling to look for it?" Yu Wuxia said with a smile, "Poor Master Ling may have to work for nothing."

Daoist Jingheng finally couldn't stand it anymore, he condensed his true energy, and shouted: "Goddess of the Yu family, what are you talking about with this madman, just do it directly, even if he is at the peak of the Mahayana stage, don't we have so many presences here?" People, one mouthful of saliva, can't do anything to him?"

Master Taixuan frowned, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother!"

Yu Wuxia just looked up at them, smiled slightly, and didn't answer him.

Gu Xuecun's heart moved, she turned her head to look at Siming and said via voice transmission: "Have you seen Chang Yan?"

Siming's eyes froze, he turned to look at him, and shook his head slowly.

Gu Xuecun thumped in her heart.

He looked up and looked around—

Aunt, Siming, Chongyou, Konghai, Chenghai, Jingheng, Taixuan, Gushi, Chengyu, and the goddess of the Yu clan who have never known the depth of their cultivation, and at most one person who is barely at the peak of the transformation stage He made up the numbers, maybe even counted as Lu Jueling whose cultivation base has not recovered half of it.

There are so many of them, even if they are not as good as Ye Xiao, but under the joint attack, Ye Xiao will definitely not be able to please him, why does he seem not worried at all?

Does Ye Xiao have any backhands?

Over there, Ye Xiao was still asking: "I'll ask you one last time, where is the mustard seed in the cold lake?"

Yu Wuxia shook her head, smiled and said nothing.

Ye Xiao said coldly: "It's just right, I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore."

Ye Xiao flipped his palms, and nine thin willow leaves appeared in his palm, shooting towards Yu Wuxia one by one.

Gu Xuecun's pupils trembled.

This willow leaf...Of course he remembers it!It was the magic weapon that Ye Yiqiao used when he hurt Lu Jue Ling and him.

The same magic weapon, used in different hands, has different effects. Although they can be regarded as eye-catching magic weapons in Ye Yiqiao's hands, in Ye Xiao's hands, these nine thin willow leaves make people feel different. People are timid.

"Goddess beware!"

Master Gu Shi let out a loud shout, but in the blink of an eye, she had already pulled out the huge bronze sword behind her, and appeared in front of Yu Wuxia at an incredible speed, and swung the sword to block the thin, Willow leaves that hide murderous intent.

The smile on Ye Xiao's face has faded completely: "What I hate most about your Zixiao faction is meddling in other people's business."

However, Gushi Daoist fought with him in only three or four strokes, and he looked like he was outstretched. He was obviously far from his opponent. Seeing this situation, Chengyu, Taixuan, and Jingheng also drew their swords and sacrificed their magic skills. Qi Qi and Ye Xiaodou made a ball.

Gu Xuecun raised his eyes and saw that the right hand of the young man with the long sword had rested on the hilt of the cold sword behind him, his heart trembled slightly, and he couldn't help shouting: "Lu Jueling!"

Lu Jueling paused, then turned to look at him, his light-colored eyes were as clear as amber. Although he was far away from the crowd, Gu Xuecun seemed to see himself anxiously in Lu Jueling's eyes.

Lu Jueling just watched him for less than a short breath, then turned his head and drew his sword to join the battle.

The Seven Lords of Zixiao are worthy of being the Seven Lords of Zixiao. Although they use swords, jade rulers, and white silk, all kinds of weapons, the brothers and sisters cooperate seamlessly, as if they are stepping on a set of magical weapons that fit and help each other. Footwork, and Lu Jue Ling clearly recovered less than half of his spiritual power, but his swordsmanship was instinctively engraved in his bones, and there was no sign of exhaustion at all.

... Even Gu Xuecun suspected that the other people present did not realize that he had been reincarnated and recultivated.

The situation in the arena gradually became anxious. The two old monks Kong Hai and Cheng Hai of the Sword Buddha Brahma Realm still had the idea of ​​making peace with Ye Xiao.

Seeing that Ye Xiao seemed to be finally overwhelmed, a silver sword light suddenly pierced through Yu Wuxia's body in front of the gate of Yeshan Palace.

Gu Xuecun's mind was almost blank for a few breaths, and he fixed his eyes in shock, only to see that the silver sword light turned out to be a long sword, and the long sword passed through Yu Wuxia's chest without leaving a trace of it. blood.

Gu Xuecun was startled.

Seeing this, Ye Xiao's pupils shrank, and he raised his head and said angrily: "Ling Linan! I said that it would be useful for me to keep her, you, find, die!"

Ling Linan shook his head and said, "Senior Ye, we have been tricked. There is no cold pool on the top of Mount Ye."

He turned his head to look at Yu Wuxia, who was still smiling, with fear on his face: "This woman...is a monster...We were all deceived by her...Yeshan Longjun was also deceived by her... ...she's not human, she's a monster..."

Ye Xiao frowned and said angrily in a low voice: "What are you talking about?!"

Ling Linan still muttered: "I was deceived by her...she is a monster..."

Gu Xuecun's heart moved, and she suddenly remembered what Yu Wuxia told them 15 years ago about the inheritance of the Yu clan's gods.

Ye Xiao seemed to have made up his mind suddenly, and he didn't want to procrastinate any longer. He suddenly lowered his head and swallowed a crimson pill. !"

Yu Wuxia on the stone steps looked at Ye Xiao and shook her head without sadness or joy.

"You can't open mustard seeds."

Ye Xiao was full of aura, he grinned and said with a smile: "It's not easy to fight, I will clean up these messes in a while, and you will know."

He turned his head abruptly, and Gu Xuecun also had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"careful!"

This time Ye Xiao's coercion had obviously soared by more than four or five times, and with the addition of Ling Linan Luenzhen, who was not low in cultivation, the situation turned again.

Seeing this, Siming, Chongyou, Gu Qingfang, and Gu Xuecun also joined the battle. Ye Xiao's spiritual power seemed inexhaustible. All of them are powerful talents in the cultivation world, but at this moment they are no match for him.

It's not just the suppression of the realm...Ye Xiao seems to have used some kind of forbidden technique to increase spiritual power and cultivation in a short period of time.

Just as he was thinking, he saw Ye Xiao turn around and hit Lu Jueling's chest with a palm. Before Gu Xuecun's heart could reach his throat, he saw Lu Jueling flying several feet away from that palm. The boy in clothes gritted his teeth and ruthlessly inserted the blade of the Kuhan sword several inches into the white marble steps, only to stop the tendency of being knocked into the air.

Gu Xuecun felt that his heart was about to jump out, he almost dodged to his side quickly, and raised his hand to heal him.

Lu Jueling grabbed his hand.

Gu Xuecun looked at this man in a state of embarrassment at the moment, but he was still staring at his beautiful light brown eyes. Those eyes made him feel a sudden twitch in his heart, and a strange feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

It seems that they have looked at each other like this so many times.

"No, you can protect yourself."

Hearing this familiar tone, Gu Xuecun felt a premonition that was getting stronger and stronger. At this moment, swords, lights and swords were on the top of the night mountain, and the smell of blood in the air was so strong and scary, but he suddenly realized that it was like a nightmare that he had been having for 15 years, and he was finally about to wake up. up.

"A Jue?" He heard his voice trembling, "Is it you... Is it you who came back?"

Lu Jueling's eyes are as deep as the Milky Way, as deep as the seabed, as the countless long nights that Gu Xuecun once fell into the nightmare.

"it's me."

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