debt repayment

Qing Le had expected it a long time ago, but now she heard him tell the truth, she still couldn't help but look sad, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior brother, what should we do now...?"

Most of the young backbones sent by the three immortal sects have died, and right now Yu Yuxian and their juniors have no chance of winning.

"Retreat first, I will report this matter to the sect," Yu Xian gently hugged the tearful junior brother, and comforted him softly, "Don't cry, let's leave first. Where are the little friends who are traveling with you? "

"They should have all left here."

"Okay," Yuxian rubbed his head, "I'll take you."

His long sword was nearly one meter long, and it was more than enough for two people to stand close to each other on the sword.Yu Xian chanted the mantra and raised the sword, and the sword carried the two brothers and sisters up into the sky, and quickly flew towards the border of the barrier.

Qingle hugged Yuxian's waist tightly.The sea of ​​flames was unrealistically terrifying, countless transparent ghosts were running across the palace road, wandering around aimlessly, at first glance, he felt that he was not in the world.

"Senior Brother," he recalled what Cai Yuxian said just now, and he became suspicious, "You said, besides us, there are other immortal sects here?"

"Yes, Qingle, go back and copy the Heart Sutra of Observing Things a hundred times," Yuxian said, "Take a moment to meditate and savor it. There is still a very faint aura on the ruins, which is not from us."

Hearing this, Qing Le held her breath and meditated, then opened her eyes and said, "There is indeed a kind of magical power lingering in this land, which is so strange that it doesn't seem to come from the great sect of Xianmen today."

"That's right, it was because we didn't know this aura that the panic and tragedy that followed."

The gloomy air in the enchantment became more and more dense, and the dark clouds formed from sorrow and resentment shrouded the enchantment, and the blood mist that covered the eyes of the people diffused in the air.

Fearing that the ghost would catch up and attack him, Yu Xian drove the flying sword to gallop as hard as he could. Unexpectedly, after traveling nearly a thousand meters, he still couldn't see the edge of the barrier. On the contrary, the palace road under his feet was not much different from what he had seen before.Yuxian was in a bad mood, and Qingle exclaimed: "Brother, it's not good! The compass is messed up again!"

The barrier is closed!

Now the orientation in the enchantment is reversed, they seem to be going straight, but they are actually trapped in one side and spinning back and forth.

"Senior brother," Qing Le also noticed this, and a wave of shock was set off in her heart, "Are we unable to get out?!"

Yuxian stopped his sword and said solemnly: "Qingle, don't be afraid, senior brother is here."

Qingle let out a "hmm", and suddenly heard some familiar sounds of music and chanting from the sea of ​​fire.

He looked down at the ground and stared suddenly.

"Brother, look! Zishu and the others are below!"

Yuxian looked in the direction of his finger, and he saw a small open space in the sea of ​​flames that was hard to be found. It was almost protected by a meditation mantra and the sound of dispelling flames. More than ten disciples of the immortal sect were trapped in it, and they were carefully walking towards the spacious area. The avenue of less fire is removed.

Zishu rushed to the front of the crowd, less than a foot away from the flames.He was burned to the point of tears, seeing that the meditation talisman in his hand was about to turn completely black, he quickly changed to a new talisman, and shouted to the people behind him: "Hold on, everyone! You will be out of the fire soon!"

"I can't hold on anymore!" said the Shandezong disciple who was chanting the Requiem Sutra, "How many meditation talismans are there?"

"Not much, just use it first!"

The disciple of the Miao Yin Sect who played the music also frowned and said: "No, the fire is too big, we will soon be unable to suppress it!"

Zishu was so anxious that his veins twitched violently, he gritted his teeth and said, "If you can't suppress it, you have to suppress it, otherwise everyone will die! Everyone move closer!"

As he was speaking, he felt a sudden breeze above his head, and the strong but undisputed mana rolled strong moisture and poured it into the fire, splitting the fire wall in two.Everyone didn't have time to think, and quickly took this opportunity to run to the center of the palace road where there were only sporadic flames burning. Looking back, the crackling fire had already been closed.

Yu Xian descended from the sky with Qing Le, and with his hands raised and lowered, an invisible barrier had been erected around the crowd, blocking the ghosts that swarmed forward like locusts.

When everyone saw them, they were pleasantly surprised.

"Mr. Yuxian! Qingle!"

"Everyone, Qingle said that you have already left earlier," Yuxian said solemnly, "Are you also trapped?"

"Exactly, thank you, Mr. Yuxian, for your help!" Zishu said, "We didn't go very far, and the compass stopped working. We thought we could leave by going straight, but unexpectedly, the ghost hit the wall and lost the direction, so we walked further The more we come to the center. If Mr. Yuxian didn't save our lives, we might not be able to hold on. Speaking of which, what about my brother Ziwang and other teachers and friends?"

After saying that, the disciples of the three immortal sects all looked at Yuxian eagerly, with more than a dozen pairs of eyes red.

Yu Xian didn't change his face: "They separated from me and should be somewhere else, you don't need to worry about it." He understated it, and the few people holding the safety lock in their hands were still full of doubts.

Qing Le looked at all her companions, but she didn't see Quan Ying, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Zi Shu, why isn't that little friend with you?"

"What?" Zishu was bewildered, "He didn't follow us out!"

Yuxian frowned and said, "How do you say that? Qingle, have you had contact with other people?"

"Yes, it's a black-clothed boy who I met in the town during the day. Brother Zishu had a little quarrel with him," Qingle nodded, and told the truth, "We are guarding outside the ruins at night. The little friend passed by, and Zishu beat him down. Afterwards, there was a sea of ​​phantom flames, and I went to find you, senior brother, so I said goodbye to Zishu and the others. I thought that little friend was with them."

"The boy in black? What are the characteristics?"

"His appearance is exquisite and cute, he is neither angry nor contentious, and he is a casual cultivator. He seems to hide his cultivation on purpose. I can't see his way, but he can hold us several swords. His cultivation is probably not lower than that of the late Jindan stage. .”

Yu Xian pondered left and right, and it seemed that there was no such person in the Nantu Immortal Gate of Xindao.

"Did you notice a trace of ghost in him?"

"Never have."

Qingle thought for a moment, and the warmth faded from her whole body.

"Brother, could it be that he is that strange monk?"

Yu Xian closed his eyes and muttered, "It's hard to say."

Unexpectedly, at this time, the mountains shook and the ground shook, and thousands of pavilions immersed in the fire collapsed in an instant.A few huge cracks suddenly opened on the surface of the earth, making the already messy ruins even more devastated.Several exhausted disciples couldn't stand still and fell to the ground.

The fire was getting weaker, but deep in the bottomless ground fissure, there was a faint sound of torrent rushing through the stone wall, and there were thousands of whispers interlaced.

The closer the water is to the ground, the more mellow the sound is, with a fishy and salty air.After the water was full, it overflowed the surface of the earth, and it turned out to be blood.

The fire on the surface was still burning, casting hazy reflections on the surface of the bright red liquid, like lamps floating on blood.

Amidst the dense dark clouds, there was a thunderstorm, and the lightning flashed like a knife, hitting the ground directly, and the blood rained like pillars.The blood rain and the blood on the ground soon covered half a person's height, and all the monks hung their swords in the air.

Countless ghostly hands protruded from the sea of ​​blood, and the hands with different degrees of decay opened and closed their fingers, like clusters of swaying water plants.

The yin horn blew from afar, and the sea of ​​blood trembled, stirring up countless blood flowers, heralding the arrival of the owner of this place.

The juniors of Xianmen go out to practice, and most of them are led by their teachers. The scenery is immeasurable. Have you ever seen such a scene?Yuxian protected everyone behind him, and said solemnly: "Don't be afraid, everyone, pay attention to the blood." After he finished speaking, he took out a three-inch-long glazed bean-shaped lamp from the kit hanging on his waist. Turning around, it is really beautiful in the strange blood light.

Zishu and other Chiyunzong disciples saw the lamp and wondered, "Isn't this the magic weapon of brother Ziwang?"

This Liuli town ghost lamp has suppressed countless evil spirits, especially Ziwang's favorite.Wherever Zishu goes, he takes this precious lamp with him.Because they love this lamp, these juniors rarely see Ziwang take out this lamp in his spare time. If he does, he will regularly wipe the lamp with a soft flannel cloth dipped in clean water.Now that they are in a dangerous situation, it is really appropriate to sacrifice this precious lamp.

Yuxian stroked the unused wick on the lamp, and said calmly: "Brother Ziwang scattered these when he separated from me. Since brother Ziwang is not here, I have no choice but to borrow it first."

"Brother Ziwang, I'm sorry." After saying that, he lit the wick with his mana to forcibly wake up the spirit of the magic weapon.

But seeing the lamp glowing with a circle of warm light, Yuxian spread his palms flat.

"go."

When the lamp was ordered, it left him and rose into the air. The candlelight became more and more intense, illuminating the whole body as bright as day.Yuxian put his hands on his chest, changing his gestures and said: "Heaven and earth are above, listen to my sincere wishes, cleanse the dirt and cleanse the dirt, and drive away the evil and the righteous way!"

The body of the lamp hummed, and the bean candle trembled, turning into a mass of empty shadows.

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, they heard the shadow wail, extremely mournful, like a thorn piercing into the flesh, making people's hair stand on end.

How can there be any spirits of the holy light weapon, crawling out of the lamp body continuously, all of them are full of fangs and growling ghosts!

The resentful ghost lights up and wanders around, filling the barrier within a short time.The sky is full of ghosts, and demons dance wildly.Some of the ghosts ran straight ahead, and some even came back to attack the crowd. Yuxian was caught off guard and hurriedly burned the talisman to disperse the ghosts.

Yuxian stared in disbelief at the little lamp that was still emitting the grieving ghost, and said loudly: "Take it!"

The lamp body trembled violently a few times, and a hole appeared from top to bottom.

Rao Yuxian, no matter how calm he was in the world, didn't care about his dignity at the moment, and said sternly to the stunned Zishu and the others: "What's going on? How can you all have such an evil thing? !"

Zishu's face was pale, his forehead was sweating profusely, his eyes widened and he said: "I, I, I, I, I don't know! How did I know that this kind of filth would come out of this lamp! Could it be Mr. Yuxian who forced you to operate the magic weapon?" , causing the magic weapon to go out of control?"

"Fart!" Yuxian suppressed unprecedented anger and cursed, "This is clearly an evil tool for raising ghosts! Do you think I don't recognize these ghost servants who are refined with the souls of living people? Quickly suppress ghosts, quickly suppress ghosts!"

He roared, waking up the stunned teenagers, and everyone sacrificed magic weapons to protect themselves, but they heard the sound of "gululu" boiling from the blood sea in the distance, and the surging scarlet aura was like a man-eating beast. Walking close to the sea of ​​blood, they hit them straight.The ghost servant released by the glazed lamp was fearless, as if seeing fresh food, he twisted his body excitedly and rushed forward.The black ghost shadow instantly covered the evil spirit, and the sharp biting sound was endless.

The group of ghost servants twisted slightly and formed a dense net, working together to suppress the evil spirit.Unexpectedly, the ghost servant covering the surface of the evil spirit was suddenly separated from top to bottom, revealing a dazzling scarlet.

It turned out that the evil spirit opened a huge mouth, tore the nearest ghost servant into pieces, and then swallowed it.It seemed as if it hadn't had a meal for a long time, and it ate heartily, and finally stood up greedily, biting the other fleeing ghost servants, and the huge monster stirred up the sea of ​​blood.

"Jingle, jingle—"

It was also at this time that the bell rang again.