Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Ji Yunzi thought that he was actually a pretty good-tempered person, and he rarely had time to blush with others, and he would not easily fight with those close to him.

But this time he really didn't want to put up with this bad relative, and for a moment he even suspected that he had entered the farming culture instead of the real cultivation culture.

How many times is this?

How many times have you troubled his apprentice?

It's not over, is it?

Thought he was an uncle?

His innocence makes people feel that he can be bullied?

Ji Yunlai stared at his opponent quietly, stretched out his hand, and a sword intent as cold as autumn water spread from his fingers and palms, circling and turning into a colorless long sword, the blade was thin and fragile, As if vulnerable.

But Luo Qingxiao doesn't think so, because he knows very well that it was this sword that beheaded Tianhu Suwan and Yan Daoist, Yungui Jinwu and Beihai Sages were all defeated by it, and he even I don't think I can take a few swords.

"Chen Yin, are you alone?" Ji Yunlai turned his head and asked calmly.

How could Yang Qinyin fail to hear the anger under the master's plain words, and immediately said: "Peak Master An was also arrested by her. In order not to hurt us, Your Excellency Jinwu should have gone back to you for help."

So Ji Yunlai raised his eyes to look at Luo Qingxiao, his eyes were cold, as if they were real.

The high priest wanted to explain something, but among the thousands of words, all he could say was a sigh.

I knew I could only do one thing this time.

Looking at each other, Ji Yunlai said calmly: "You are too skilled to trouble the junior."

"You can let go of your desires, and you can also let go of your false fame." Luo Qingxiao said seriously, "You are not the same."

The words were not speculative, Ji Yunlai raised his hand and turned the sword lightly, and slashed directly. The moment the sword moved the wind and thunder, a gap was torn open in the void, and there was a sinister wind and blood rain that wanted to rush out of the gap, but it was silenced by the long sword. Melting, with the cold wind and blood rain, fell between the eyebrows of the enemy faster than the thunderbolt.

That was the terrifying pressure of the Tianhe turning upside down and the sky collapsing.

It is a terrifying sword intent that even immortals dare not accept!

Luo Qingxiao took a step back, tapped his two fingers lightly, and held the sword in front of his forehead, there was a crisp sound, but two small flowers grew between the fingers, between the fingers and the long sword.

Flowers bloom in five colors, and they generate and restrain each other. This is a great law that can overcome thousands of Taoism.

But under the thin ice sword, the petals of the five colors were instantly crushed and torn, and only for a moment, Luo Qingxiao's expression was solemn, and his ten fingers were pinched together. , jumping with countless fragments of light, a phantom of a world was woven between his fingers, and Yang Chuyin on the side just took a look, feeling that his Taoist heart was unstable, and stepped back decisively.

The long sword pierced the phantom, and entered another world, and the speed naturally slowed down by nearly half, which made Luo Qingxiao feel a little relieved, and retreated further.

But at the next moment, Ji Yunlai cast a contemptuous glance, raised his hand, and the long sword weaved a galaxy, but the nearly invincible seven-color light was easily torn apart in the galaxy like thin ice, irresistible, There is no hindrance.

That sword is too pure and mighty. Between the reversals, the sky and the river hang down, and the stars and the moon are colorless.

Luo Qingxiao felt a little bitter in his heart, and tried his best to change his posture, but saw that the long sword swung horizontally, changed from stabbing to teasing, and mercilessly wanted to split his big head in half, causing him to bend over and lean back in embarrassment Only then did he avoid coming and going, but Jian Guang had already cut a gap in his chest mercilessly. Fortunately, the body of a human immortal would not bleed, but the strange true energy attached to it made it difficult for the wound to heal.

This kind of battle made him completely lose his previous demeanor, and he was extremely embarrassed.

After several moves, Luo Qingxiao couldn't resist, and finally took out his weapon. His magic sword is a magic weapon of the great way. He once cut off the emperor's head, and the emperor's hatred is lingering. Even if other immortals come, he must be on guard three times Point--but under Ji Yunlai's damn ice sword, his magic sword is like paper, if he didn't stop quickly, it would be broken in two with one sword.

"Ayun, can we not use the Crossing Evil Sword?" Luo Qingxiao finally couldn't help sighing, "I really can't stand your magical sword."

In front of the crossing sword, which can break all spells with one sword, all magic tools are chickens and dogs, which are meaningless. You can only use your body to resist it.

Another counterattack with a sword, passing by, Ji Yunlai replied flatly: "I'm sorry."

They fought, and the changes in reality and reality were mysterious and unpredictable. When they stumbled and turned over, their true essence met, and they fought hard-this is the only thing the high priest thinks he can beat Ji Yunlai. After all, he has thousands of years of accumulation of true essence. Ji Yunlai is only 600 years old.

But the result was unexpected. With the palms facing each other, Ji Yunlai's true energy was ten times that of his. It was as vast as a deep sea, and his right arm was almost completely destroyed in a single shock. Fortunately, this true essence was not The Crossing Evil Sword can be restored to its original state with just one breath, but even so, it made him very surprised for a while.

"How is it possible for you, how could you have so much accumulation?" Luo Qingxiao almost wanted Ji Yun to attack his life with suspicion. It is neither scientific nor comprehensible!

"Tao sees all worlds, time travels against time, I am not enough, but my small world has it." After Ji Yunlai finished speaking, he raised his hand and struck another sword. His sword light was extremely sharp. The human immortals of the first rank are already clumsy on the left and right, and have countless wounds on their bodies, but they have no blood and cannot be killed.

"This is the Celestial Immortal Glazed Body, right?" This is the first time Yang Juyin saw it. He and Qiu Yuansheng looked at each other with excitement in their eyes. He accidentally took out a bag of cloud melon seeds, but after realizing something was wrong, he put it down embarrassingly-- It was really a conditioned reflex in Kun-Lai, but when he looked up, he found that the monk who was following the high priest also took out the cloud melon seeds, which are a specialty of Kun-Lai...

In a moment of anger, he went up and confiscated it.

Qiu Yuansheng thought to himself that fortunately no one knew that I was reborn as Qixiu of Danfeng, so it would be nice to have a different skin... So he took a few steps back, his gaze lowered weakly, like a little daughter-in-law.

Naturally, Yang Chuyin would not argue with a low-ranking monk, and continued to watch nervously.

Qiu Yuansheng thought while watching, both of them are the top cultivators of the human race, their gestures are full of morality, and their control is extremely high. The seemingly thrilling sword light never hurt a flower or a leaf. In fact, their strength is even higher than the two Taoist masters outside who were dead with the devil's fetus.

It's just that the priest was beaten too embarrassingly, which made this series of battles not very interesting.

So he looked up at Yang Quyin, and asked in a low voice, "The magic fetus is coming, do you want to fight?"

Yang Chiyin laughed back and said, "You are loyal and not afraid of death."

"You've been in formation for so long, so don't waste it," Qiu Xiaoxiao said in a low voice, "Or, I'll take you to let Master An and the others go first..."

"Lead the way." Yang Juyin straightened his expression and immediately mentioned the little monk.

At that time, he and Anxian Jinwu were going to take Bai Yue's body back for burial, but they met the great priest on the way.

Jin Wufei was the opponent of the great priest, even if they scattered and escaped, they still couldn't run away from a human immortal, and the time difference between being captured was only a quarter or two.

He also used Master An to threaten him to set up the demon-sealing formation within half a day, which made him tired like a dog.

This account will be settled sooner or later.

The battle on the other side also reached a critical moment. The sword light flickered, white flowers followed the wind, and countless gaps appeared around the two of them. Occasionally, flowers and leaves passed by, but they were silently torn apart. Even if they leave for thousands of years, this place will become a terrible Jedi. If others are not careful, they will be killed by this invisible void.

But this obviously didn't affect the two of them. Finally, Ji Yunlai switched his sword, held the tip of the sword with his left hand and rebounded, flying sleeves like clouds, and hit Luo Qingxiao's heart heavily. Luo Qingxiao couldn't avoid it, and was caught After entering the mountainside, the moment Ji Yunlai got out, Ji Yunlai stabbed out with a backhand sword, piercing his heart like a poisonous snake, nailing him to the rock.

Luo Qingxiao sighed lightly: "You won."

"You don't need to tell me." Ji Yunlai said coldly.

"..."

"Is there nothing to say? You didn't have this attitude last time in the Dark Witch Land." Ji Yunlai sneered.

"What attitude do you want?" Luo Qingxiao lowered his head and chuckled, "I don't want to apologize."

Ji Yunlai stared at him, and calmly withdrew his sword: "You really let me down, you are in vain."

"What is a Human Immortal?" Luo Qingxiao looked up at him with a calm expression, "You are the only Human Immortal who survived the Great Heavenly Demon Tribulation, can you tell me about it?"

Ji Yunlai looked at him contemptuously, but he was too lazy to say anything.

However, Luo Qingxiao just leaned against the mountain wall, mocking himself: "Heavenly Demon and Six Desires, torture people's hearts, Ah Yun, you still don't want to kill me in your heart, do you?"

"That's right," Ji Yunlai smiled sarcastically. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it. "Even if you had another purpose, you were really good to me back then. Even if you told me directly, I might die for you."

Different from Li Xianjing's profound betrayal, his relationship with Luo Qingxiao is much deeper.

When he arrived here at the beginning of the year, he was weak and sick, and his mind was very frightened. It was this uncle who accompanied him day and night, found elixir, administered acupuncture for treatment, and later enlightened him. In his previous life, his relatives died early and he struggled alone in a foreign country For many years, I was able to live again, and there was an uncle who cared for everything. At that time, he really regarded himself as a child to enjoy the family affection. In his heart, uncle was the most important person in the world, so once he lost his memory, The first question he asked was about Luo Qingxiao's safety, but the ending was too ridiculous.

"I can't say it, but if I say it, I can't bear it," Luo Qingxiao said after a rare moment of silence, "At that time, I thought, even if you die, I can bring you back from the underworld, and reshape your body , I will make up for it later.”

It's just that he waited in Huangquan for a long time, but he didn't wait for him.

"Then do you remember my eight hundred Kunlai disciples and hundreds of lives in my family?" Ji Yunlai asked slowly.

"They were murdered by Li Xian, you are not the same people," Luo Qingxiao said lightly, "He knows the relationship between Gu Kunlai and Daxuan, at that time you were just an excuse, everyone in Kunlai only followed you, Do you think he is not afraid? With his ability, how difficult is it to kill you silently?"

"Then you are really innocent." Ji Yunlai didn't want to discuss this issue, "What do you want to do by sealing the magic formation?"

"Slaying the devil's fetus is for merit." Luo Qingxiao stared at the copper plate in his hand, "In the ancestral mausoleum, the remaining restrictions are just for my use, just be prepared."

"Luo Qingxiao, the body of a celestial being doesn't mean that you can't be killed, so go do your business." Ji Yunlai called Bingjian back, turned and left, "We'll settle the rest later."

Luo Qingxiao watched him go away, sighed slightly, and suddenly called him: "Ayun, you know that God's will is hard to change."

"Speak directly." Ji Yunlai didn't like the mysterious and mysterious fighters in the fairy gate, and the monks in the Kunlai sect who dared not speak human words would be beaten.

Luo Qingxiao knew that he wouldn't listen, but he still reminded: "The blue devil is not tolerated by the law of heaven."

Wang Yin has already got it, so there is no need for him to be hostile to Ayun.

"You don't need to remind me!" Ji Yunlai replied coldly, and was about to stab him, but suddenly frowned slightly, and suddenly disappeared from his sight.

Luo Qingxiao lowered her head as if feeling lost.

Back then, the child was already young and blue, but why did his heart remain unchanged?

Whether it is a priest or a human immortal, he has been high above for too long, and the death of a hundred people is a trivial matter to a mortal emperor, let alone a monk?

How much more than a hundred times as many mortals have been killed by a beast tax in the Taoist sect?Who cares.

He rearranged his clothes. The wounds on his body did not bleed, but they never healed, but human immortals are also immortals, not a respectful title, but separated from the mortal body. Hard to die.

On the contrary, if he wants to escape, he will always be able to escape if he spends some time.

He didn't want to run away, and he didn't want to act so ridiculous in front of him anymore, although it was already ridiculous.

Let's go, open the ancestral mausoleum, and wake up from this nightmare.

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Yang Juyin and Qiu Yuansheng made seven turns and eight turns along the road, and soon arrived at a magic circle, where An Xian was sitting in a magic circle with a cold face.

Yang Jianyin saw at a glance that the magic circle had the effect of isolating Qi, and immediately stepped forward to undo it, just as he was about to undo the restraint on An Xian.

"...You came a bit late." An Xian said with some emotion, "I was frightened when I heard that kid said that you would be used as bait by sacrifices to catch Xiaoqing."

"What do you mean?" Yang Chuyin's heart tightened.

"Am I the kind of person waiting to be rescued?" An Xian said naturally, "If I fall into the hands of a fairy, I have to find a way, and it seems that there is only one way."

"You..." Yang Juyin was stunned, "You didn't mess around, did you?"

"It's not reckless, it's just that I also practiced the crossing sword." Peak Master An came out with a slightly transparent long sword in blue, "I suddenly felt that my daughter is actually quite remarkable. "

Yang Chuyin silently clenched his fists.

"Don't get me wrong, practice one hundred times the other," An Xian looked at the long sword and said quietly, "This is my daughter's last obsession, she wants to protect me."

Yang Chiyin was startled, wanted to ask but dared not.

"She burned herself in front of me and turned into ashes. This sword was born from the ashes." An Xian chuckled, "That's fine, no one will complain about my wasting the sword anymore. This sword will be the last sword I use .”

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go, the master is still outside..." Yang Qinyin turned around and left, but his relaxed tone stopped abruptly.

The blue long sword pierced through the back and out the front chest.

He turned his head suddenly, but saw blood in An Xian's eyes.

"This is not the Crossing Evil Sword, it was you who crossed it, the Great Demon Tribulation..." Yang Qinyin blinked vigorously, "You are so stupid."

If a Taoist monk survives the catastrophe of the Great Heavenly Demon, he will be a human immortal, but throughout the ages, there have been so many talented and stunning people among them, and only the head of the sect can survive it. An Xian, why do you think you can survive it? ?

An Xian pulled out her long sword, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "I said it long ago, I wanted to teach you a lesson for a long time."

Yang Juyin blinked vigorously, and An Xian disappeared in an instant. An Xian's shadow appeared in his left eye. He quickly pasted the talisman paper to stop the riot in his eyes, and the remaining eye looked at Qiu Yuansheng: "I Sure enough, I have been at ease for too long, and I have ignored you, Qiu Yuansheng!"

"How did you recognize me?" Qiu Yuansheng asked curiously but without malice.

"Besides you, the traitor, there are a few people who can know the weakness of An Fengzhu. If it wasn't for saving people, she would not have survived the great catastrophe." Yang Qiyin suddenly laughed, "Why should I tell you more, I will kill you first. yes."

"Did anyone tell you that you have hands and horizontal lines, which means you are short-lived." Qiu Yuansheng smiled, "When the priest finds his things, he doesn't want to play anymore, but I still want to play again. , I want to know how far I can do it. So I told An Xian that you were going to sacrifice yourself to save her, but she was really willing to gamble her life for her classmates. Am I in trouble?"

Yang Juyin looked at him calmly and said, "Of course."

"Then I'll go first." Qiu Yuansheng chuckled, and quickly pinched a magic talisman. With his imperceptible spirit, if he left even a human immortal would not be able to find him.

He put his hand into his arms, but in the next moment, a cold light flashed.

Ji Yunlai's long sword had pierced into Qiu Yuan's Living Altar, nailing him to the cliff.

There was a slight shock on the poisonous snake's face, but it was nothing more than that, without any soul, it could withstand the sword of Xing Taoist.

"Master An, Master An has crossed the robbery, do you have a solution?" Yang Qinyin also put down the things he was going to use, coughed a mouthful of blood, and asked.

Ji Yunlai's answer was a cold "There is a way, idiot".

Then he made a move and took out his eyeballs. Senior Brother Yang suffered silently, not daring to cry out the pain, but the pulsation in his heart seemed to slow down gradually, and he suddenly missed Ah Zhan...

He couldn't help but asked a question in a low voice: "Then, Master... Am I really going to have a short life?"