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Lu Shiyi saw the elders of Luoshuimen courteously leading the disciples of Jianzong forward, while he walked two steps slowly and followed at the end of the team.

Lu Ziqi had seen him a long time ago, and upon seeing this, he whispered a few words to his fellow apprentice brothers, and walked to his side.

"Eleventh, are you okay?" Lu Ziqi's worried expression did not seem to be fake, but when Lu Shiyi thought of their rejection of Lujiacun, he felt a little twisted, and replied in a low voice: "It's okay."

"It was only after we came back that we heard that there was a demon cultivator making trouble in the mortal world." Lu Ziqi explained: "In addition to the order from the master, we left you and came back in a hurry." At this time, Lu Ziqi had recovered a little bit of his childhood Hearing the appearance, Lu Shiyi could only comfort him with a voice: "It's okay, it's just that the way of cultivation is different." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Jianzong's team stopped, and they seemed to be waiting for him.

"Ziqi, see you later." Lu Ziqi's expression froze when he saw his impolite manner, and finally pulled himself together and smiled, and replied softly, "Yeah."

Shu Mo looked back at Lu Ziqi, who was still standing there, across the crowd of monks, then fixed his eyes on Lu Shiyi, and did not look back until the other party walked back to his side.

Lu Shiyi followed Jianzong to leave, and Lu Tao stayed far away, so he didn't have time to go forward. After Lu Shiyi left, he walked to Lu Ziqi's side, and patted him on the shoulder as if to comfort him.

"It would have been great if I hadn't left Luoshuimen on Eleventh." Lu Tao was noncommittal when he heard the words, no matter what else, as far as the present is concerned, there is nothing wrong with Lu Shiyi's departure, not to mention that he couldn't help himself back then.

This little episode did not cause any waves, Jianzong was the last sect to arrive at Shen Xinghai, and at this time, many monks were hovering over Shen Xinghai.

The head of Luoshuimen saw that the seven major sects had arrived, so he raised his sword to Shen Xinghai, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you senior friends for coming from afar, the cold iron secret realm will be opened in two hours, please wait a little longer wait."

Two hours later, the sky completely darkened, except for the stars covering the sky, only the cultivators hovering over the Sea of ​​Sunken Stars remained.

"It's time!" The head of Luoshuimen looked up at the stars and said after counting the time.All the monks cheered up because of his words, and looked at the calm Shen Xinghai expectantly.

The head of the Luoshuimen made a formula with both hands, and summoned Han Tieyi with a cold light. His cultivation base was only at the Nascent Soul stage, and it was not enough to completely control this treasure.The cold sweat on his forehead gradually fell, dripping onto Shen Xinghai, he clenched his teeth and persisted for a while, finally he said because he couldn't expend his spiritual power: "Please help me."

Shu Mo glanced at him, he had some calculations in his heart, and when the others were still hesitating, he made a decisive move. With a touch of his fingertips, the chilling spiritual power hit the cold iron clothes, shaking out fine ice crystals.

He clicked and stopped, and withdrew the spiritual power belonging to Chu Shumo, the ice crystals on the cold iron clothes kept falling, forming an ice field on the Shenxing Sea, and the surging seawater solidified in an instant, vaguely maintaining the shape of waves.

Han Tieyi spun in mid-air, unscrupulously releasing the stored spiritual power. The head of Luoshuimen was frostbitten by the spiritual power attached to Han Tieyi, so he could only grit his teeth and take a few steps back, standing with other monks.

At this moment, the stars gradually dimmed, and a corner of the bloody waning moon that was hidden behind the clouds and mist appeared.

The blood-colored moonlight spread over the cold iron clothes, covering the icy Chen Xinghai with a layer of blood red.

A loud noise broke through the air, Lu Shiyi's feet were unsteady, and he almost fell off the sword. Fortunately, Shu Mo supported him in time, and others were not so lucky. fell into the icy water.

Just at this time, the sound of a sharp knife being unsheathed came from the sky, and with this sound, the blood-colored moonlight condensed into blood lines on the ice surface, flowing slowly, forming a wonderful totem after a while.

The monks only thought it was the emblem of the master of the secret realm, but Shu Mo frowned, it was clearly the seal of the master of the demon world.

Without waiting for him to think about it, the blood-colored totem like a waning moon rose from the ice and floated in mid-air. The smell of iron rust could still be vaguely smelled in the thin blood-colored lines.

Red light bloomed from the totem, like an aurora, twisting and changing into weird shapes, and in the center of that weird pattern, the door of the deep secret realm was slowly opening to the monks.

"Stand back!" As soon as Shu Mo spoke, his whole body was enveloped in red light, and some disciples who reacted slowly were sucked into the secret realm before they understood what happened.

The red light didn't last long, and it only lasted for a few breaths, but it came at a strange time, and the monks were unprepared. When they came back to their senses, most of the monks in Shen Xinghai had left.

Most of the monks from the seven major sects and Luoshuimen were swept away, and the rest were scattered in the air. Only two disciples of Jianzong escaped by chance. When Shu Mo warned him, Yu Jian backed away and managed to escape.

The faces of the two were pale, and they looked at each other before barely suppressing the fear in their hearts. What they have to do now is to go back to Jianzong to report everything!

The two made up their minds not to be entangled with others anymore, they turned around and prepared to leave with their swords, but suddenly they saw blood rolling from the sky, reflecting the waning moon.

"Since you're here, why bother to leave." A magic cultivator covered in red mist paced out. With a layer of light rouge, he looks like a man, but his gestures are full of coquettishness, which makes people fascinated.

He shook the folding fan lightly, there was no magic weapon under his feet, he seemed to have stepped on the air.

"Devil cultivator!" A monk tremblingly said, the man raised his eyebrows, then narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a mocking smile: "How can a mere demon cultivator compare with this suzerain."

metropolitan?The rest of the cultivators looked at each other in blank dismay. They only knew that there was a Venerable and a Demon Venerable in the extreme north. When was there an additional title of suzerain? Could it be that he is not a demon cultivator, but a demon cultivator?

"Tsk." The visitor put away his mocking smile, and the expression on his face became dull: "A bunch of idiots." After speaking, his expression changed again, and before the monks could react, he spread out his folding fan and swept it lightly, Shen Xing There was a huge wave in the sea in an instant, and it seemed that they would be submerged in the next moment.

If it was an ordinary huge wave, monks would naturally not be afraid, but this seemingly ordinary turbulent wave was mixed with spiritual power that they could not resist.

The brutal and tyrannical spiritual power swept across the water, and they had no chance of winning if they confronted head-on. Just when everyone thought they were powerless to resist and were about to be swallowed by the huge wave, a dragon roar burst out of the water.

The black dragon hovered up, with half of its body sticking out of the water and half of its body hidden in the water. Its dark eyes looked at the opponent calmly, crushing it with invisible coercion, causing the opponent to sweat profusely.

"I haven't seen you in a thousand years. You really are becoming more and more informal." The visitor looked at Longmu squarely and forced a smile.

"Why did you come to the Lingyuan Continent?" The dragon is Chu Shumo's avatar, possesses his divine sense, and even has the same disposition of not liking nonsense.

"See if you've fallen." Seeing his playful smile, the giant dragon was too lazy to pay attention to the appearance of encouraging support. He opened his mouth and breathed out the sword energy, which was mixed with coldness and mercilessly attacked the intruder.

The visitor backed away again and again. He didn't seem like the other party came to the Spiritual Continent with his physical body. Even if he used the secret method of the demon world, he only had a sliver of consciousness to avoid the eyes and ears of heaven and come here. It was easy to detect, but the other party had already suspected it.

With the giant dragon in front, the visitor couldn't go any further, but his plan was mostly completed. He thought that the cold iron secret realm could trap the opponent's ray of consciousness, and he could take advantage of the opportunity to seriously injure Chu Shumo, but he didn't. Thinking that the other party had already realized it.

However, many monks were trapped during this trip, waiting for the Cold Iron Secret Realm to refine them all to repair the damage.Once Han Tieyi is repaired, why should he not be able to beat Chu Shumo.

The monks who were drawn into the secret realm of cold iron were confused at first, and then worried and fearful. At this time, they had no intention of searching for the treasures in the secret realm, but began to worry about whether they could escape from the secret realm.

There are quite a few monks in the secret realm, but they are scattered everywhere.At this time, Lu Shiyi landed on an endless grassland, looking around, there was no trace of other people.Fortunately, the dragon scale armor in his body is sensitive to soul searching, so Shu Mo should also be sucked into the secret realm.

The scenery as far as he could see did not change at all, Lu Shiyi could only choose a general direction by relying on the induction between the Dragon Scale Armor and Sou Hun Lian Po.

"Chirp!" Hu Shi, who had been obediently staying in the small secret realm of the Mirror Garden, was released, and its small wings grew a little more. It looked like it was still fleshy, but it was strong enough to support its fatness. body.

It flapped its small wings and flew into the air, following behind Lu Shiyi step by step.

The scenery in the secret realm is no different from that outside the secret realm. There are morning and evening changes as well as sunny and windy days.Fortunately, Lu Shiyi's current physique is different from ordinary people, otherwise it would be terrible to live and sleep all the time.

Hu Shi likes this secret place very much. No matter what Lu Shiyi feeds, he swallows it happily. The original effective weight loss plan is also thrown aside. After a few meals, he becomes fat and strong, and the red fluff is also smooth It was so slippery that Lu Shiyi couldn't help touching it.

The place where Lu picked up and dropped was a grassland, and Shu Mo's luck was much worse than his. All he could see was the boundless yellow sand Gobi, and if he didn't pay attention, he would be splashed by the wind and sand.

He also sensed the breath of the dragon scale armor, and knew that Lu Shiyi was safe and sound at this time, otherwise he wouldn't be able to trek in the Gobi with a string of tails in peace.

He used the Requiem Bell to deceive Suzerain Lianbao's eyes and ears, otherwise the other party would not have left decisively after the dragon appeared.

Shu Mo put the Requiem Bell back into his arms, glanced at the monks following behind, and took advantage of the time of trekking to clear his mind a little.