Fire and theft prevention

Without waiting for Mu Qingjia to speak, Jiru said again: "There is only one person."

"A demon cultivator?" Mu Qingjia said in astonishment, "The Immortal League competition is coming soon, and there will be a gathering of heroes. This demon cultivator is crazy to come here at this juncture."

He thought for a moment and said, "I have to go and see."

"Don't reveal your identity." Xuanru warned.

"That's natural." Mu Qingjia smiled at him, and then took out the magic weapon of disguise from the jade ring, and changed his voice and appearance in just two or three breaths, just like Yanshi.

He made a farewell to him, and flew up, only to see a trace of devilish energy permeating into the weak point of the magic circle they entered at the side peak.

Judging by its potential, although it is not as powerful as the Venerable Li Yan he has encountered, it still has the cultivation level of transforming gods.

It's just that this breach is quite strange, Mu Qingjia still remembers that Huo Wei told him that only the four apprentices of the Sword Master knew about the weakness of the side peak's formation.

Could it be...?

But, how could that naughty and strong junior brother be a demon cultivator?

Mu Qingjia shook his head slightly, looked back, and saw a female cultivator coming from the main peak with a sword, it was Shui Jingzhe.

She also saw Mu Qingjia, and the two flew towards the crack in the formation, and met together halfway.

When they got close, Shui Jingzhe realized that this person's face was not quite right, he hesitated to look at the figure and clothing that looked like his senior brother, with embarrassment on his face that he had misidentified him.

"Junior Sister." Mu Qingjia briefly explained about Yanshi's identity, and then asked, "Neither Junior Sister nor Ah Wei mentioned it to me, where did our little Junior Brother go?"

Shui Jingzhe quickly walked out of the excitement of "my senior brother is the top ten in the mystery list", and said a little depressed after hearing the words: "Little senior brother——senior brother, let's forget about him, and pretend that he never existed."

"He later cultivated demons?" Mu Qingjia immediately realized this, "How could he cultivate demons? Even..."

Even if the younger brother's biological father is Moxiu.

Even if he was the child of a fairy cultivator who was defiled by a demon cultivator, he was born with half of the barbarian blood in the Northwest.

Shui Jingzhe looked sad: "Before the Immortal Demon Tribulation, the second senior brother left Gaotu Mountain for a while in order to seek revenge from Venerable Li Yan. I wonder if the senior senior brother has any impression?"

"Remember." Mu Qingjia went through the details carefully, and said, "After you came back, you said that the younger brother ran away from home."

"He came back that time." Shui Jingzhe said, "But during that period of disappearance, something happened to him. Since then, his personality has changed a lot, he doesn't like to see people, he just calls it retreat."

She said sadly: "At that time, the two senior brothers had some... conflicts, and I didn't pay special attention to him."

"That's when." Mu Qingjia bowed his head.

Shui Jingzhe nodded slightly, and said: "On the eve of the Immortal Demon Tribulation, he disappeared for the second time, but he didn't come back that time."

She closed her eyes in pain: "When the situation calmed down, I searched all over Kyushu, but when I heard his name again, it was already—"

On the side peak of Gaotu Mountain, the devilish energy surged.

The man's upper body is naked|naked, and his knees are loosely covered, revealing his strong muscles.Wheat-colored skin is slightly darker, and the silver hair is half-short and curled up frizzily.

Wheat-colored skin and silver hair are the biggest characteristics of the barbarians in the Northwest, and they are also the characteristics of nearly half of the demon cultivators.

His thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and there were nine snow-colored sword blades hanging behind him, arranged backwards from short to long.

"Why don't you let me in." He gritted his teeth and said, "It was promised to be my home forever, so why is it back then!"

The demonic energy soared, and the first blade unfolded with a stabbing sound, as spectacular as a silver-white peacock spreading its tail, but each feather was composed of a white blade.

The blade of the sword groaned, and dozens of sword blades flew out together, stabbing at the weakest point of the mountain guard array!

In an instant, a flaming blade cut down from the sky, and Huo Weiyi, dressed in black, descended from the sky.

"I said it before." His eyes were sharp, "Since you choose to leave, get out of here and don't come back. Otherwise, don't blame me for eliminating harm for the door and beheading your evil obstacle."

"Qin Guan." He said his name.

[-] meters away.

"But he has already—" Shui Jingzhe's gentle voice was full of sadness, "became the son of the Demon Lord."

"Become?" Mu Qingjia asked in amazement, "What does that mean?"

"It's better to say that he was born as the son of the Demon Lord." Shui Jingzhe lowered his eyes and said, "I don't know if he came to Gaotu Mountain with any purpose, how he knew his life experience, and why he chose to become a Demon Cultivator. But, Anyway it is."

Qin Guan's master Jianzun and Mozun died together. Jianzun not only had the grace of nurturing him, but also had the hatred of killing his father.

"Maybe there's something I have to do." Mu Qingjia still couldn't believe it, "No matter what, he is our junior brother."

Shui Jingzhe remained silent, as if unwilling to mention it again.The two quickly flew to the gap in the formation, only to see the flames in full bloom, and countless flying swords shuttled through the flames like silver fish, and it was impossible to count how many swords there were.

"You have never looked down on me." Qin Guan roared at Huo Wei, "You and I are both good at swordsmanship, so why are you superior to others?!"

The nine swords behind him have already opened four swords, and hundreds of blades flew out of them.The nine swords are not blades, but nine scabbards containing all the blades.

——Baiqianjian, this is Qin Guan's natal spirit sword.

Thanks to his single golden spiritual root, his control over the sword has been extremely strong since he was a child. The sword lord only allowed him to cultivate one spirit sword, but Qin Guan could use nine blades at the same time.

Each sword has no name and no surname, and it is expensive but not expensive. During the decades of becoming a demon cultivator, he gradually collected thousands of swords and became today's Hundred Thousand Swords.

The finely shattered sword blades surrounded Qin Guan's body, isolating Lie Yan (raging flames) from the outside, and while protecting him, they also blocked his sight.

Mu Qingjia took the opportunity to release Huo Wei's Heshi bracelet. Huo Weiruo felt it, but he didn't look back, and still focused on facing Qin Guan.

"Pursuing the way of the sword?" Huo Wei sarcastically said, "Working hand in hand with the demon cultivator, he slaughtered countless mortals in Kyushu. There has never been such a despicable way of the sword in the world."

As he spoke, the flames became fiercer, generating dozens of times more heat.Qin Guan felt that all the air around him had turned into flames, and a sense of suffocation ensued.

"The necessary nomination certificate, that's all."

In the raging fire, Qin Guan's voice was extremely weak, but in the next moment, two scabbards burst open behind him, a total of seven scabbards and thousands of flying swords buzzed out, buzzing to meet the ghost butterfly coming from above sword!

Amidst the bang, Shui Jingzhe's "Thin Mist Sword" suddenly came out of its sheath!

The sword moves lightly, as if invisible, and flies through the air at extreme speed, weaving a huge net.The water mist rose from the side peaks, and the dense fog enveloped the entire mountain. All the immortal cultivators who heard the sound from the main peak were blocked outside, unable to see the battle inside.

"Please be safe and calm, everyone." Shui Jingzhe's clear voice came out of the smoke, "This is a dispute within this seat, and this seat will handle it personally. Please avoid it for now!"

Fortunately, the Immortal Alliance Grand Competition is scheduled for late autumn, and in early summer, there are few strong people who come early, so most of the first ones who come here are small sects who come to eat and drink, or come to observe the sword intent and hear about it. Casual practice of Taoism.

They had neither Mu Qingjia's spiritual eyes nor Shui Jingzhe's cultivation and speed, nor had they seen Qin Guan's devilish energy.After Thin Mist Sword was launched, they gathered outside the dense fog one after another, discussing a lot.

"Entanglements within the sect?" Some people can't help thinking of the news released by Fuyu Shuixie recently, "I heard that the second senior brother who is the head of Shui is the Nether Butterfly Sword Huo Wei who stole Xuanzong's treasure! "

Another immortal cultivator stroked his beard and said, "Half a year ago, Huo Wei rebelled against the Lingao faction, he can't be regarded as a senior brother or sister, and he can't be regarded as killing relatives righteously, but his reputation with Sect Master Shui is not hindered."

"If you don't want to destroy it, you have to destroy it." The person with good intentions said, "It is rumored that the direct disciple of Suzerain Xuanzong intends to marry Sect Master Shui. I am afraid that Huo Weihe's lost and recovered treasure is the dowry."

The rest of the people were overwhelmed when they heard the words, and envied that Xuanzong's direct disciple had such a beautiful blessing.

Someone else was thinking about gaining some fame, and pondered: "The Sect Master Sect Master Xuanji is fifth on the list, and she is a girl, but this Butterfly Sword is second. I'm afraid she can't beat her, why don't we go there?" ..."

Before the words were finished, a golden flame blade pierced through the blockage of the dense fog, and slashed straight at the speaker.Fortunately, the people around him were more vigilant, and several people worked together to block the blow, and the danger was saved.

Everyone looked at each other, and they all found surprise and fear in each other's eyes, and no one mentioned the topic of helping each other in the thin smoke formation.

In the dense fog, the Thin Mist Sword quickly repaired the gap cut by the flame blade. Shui Jingzhe said in surprise: "It's been a long time since I saw you, the second senior brother's sword intent has reached its peak. Even the master back then, I'm afraid it will take several battles with him." It takes a hundred rounds to win."

Mu Qingjia remained silent, watching the battle situation intently.

The battle seems to have completely turned to Huo Wei's side, and the fire aura itself can restrain Qin Guan's gold aura, not to mention that Qin Guan is younger and his cultivation is not as deep as Huo Wei's, so he can hardly defend against the enemy.

The two swords clashed, Qin Guan's teeth creaked, his canines were exposed, and he almost wanted to be chewed by himself.

"In order to practice the way of the sword, one must give up something." He shouted in a low voice, "My sword must be sacrificed by blood and soul, this is my way of the sword!"

Huo Wei was very close to him, his pupils were deep and filled with fire: "Traveling on the weak is not worthy of the way of the sword."

"Second senior brother once asked me, why do you cultivate demons?" Qin Guan gritted his teeth and said, "Magic cultivators can practice thousands of miles in a day, and only demonic cultivation techniques can control hundreds of swords!"

While speaking, two light swords flew out from the side, cutting through his arms respectively.Blood flowers bloomed, stars scattered on the cruising sword blade, Qin Guan let out a roar, and the last two scabbards suddenly unfolded!

There are [-] sword feet in all nine scabbards, and these [-] points of the blade stabbed the sword face of the Butterfly Sword, the pressure increased sharply, and the golden light burst!

"At least, I abandoned my conscience, but gained strength." Qin Guan's voice came from behind the nine thousand nine hundred swords, "It's not like you, who rely on the righteous way, but can't even protect your loved ones."

His eyes were dark: "Huo Wei, if I were a senior brother, I would definitely be very disappointed in you."

Huo Wei only felt a pain in his heart.The tense heartstrings have always been becoming thinner and more fragile, until at this moment, the connection between the soul and the sword suddenly broke.

He could no longer hold the Underworld Butterfly Sword firmly, it flew out of his hand under the nine thousand nine hundred sword energy, and flew into the distance.

"Junior Brother, stop!" Shui Jingzhe shouted.

The Boyan Sword twisted like a spirit snake, wrapping around the high-speed flying Hades Butterfly Sword, but it was hard to stop it as if it was afraid of being burned.

Seeing that the Butterfly Sword was about to leave the range of the thin smoke formation and fly in front of outsiders, a person suddenly came over and caught the burning blade with his bare hands.

Huo Wei, Qin Guan, and Shui Jingzhe all showed shock when they saw this, and Mu Qingjia was also slightly taken aback.

He was thinking of destroying the arm and changing it again, just wanting to prevent the Underworld Butterfly Sword from getting out of the fog, but he never expected that the formerly manic Hades Butterfly Sword was so cute in his hands, extinguished the flame, and landed on him peacefully. In both palms.

Huo Wei was the first to come back to his senses, and turned his arms into swords, blocking the Baiqian sword that was close to him.

"What he said is true, you actually..." Qin Guan also came back to his senses, his eyes were a little complicated, "For your sake, let me tell you one more thing."

Huo Wei stared at him.

"The Venerable Haoyan has been resurrected." Qin Guan said solemnly, "The ghost under your sword has always held a grudge against you, but you will not be the only one who will take revenge."

Huo Wei's eyebrows were tightly locked, and flames erupted from both arms. The high temperature ablated, bent and melted the blade of the Baiqian sword, and all the blades lost their sharp tips in a few breaths.

"Don't bother you." He said coldly.

Qin Guan retreated dozens of meters under the huge force, barely standing on the edge of the thick fog.His arms were bleeding profusely, but there was madness in his expression.

"I will eventually surpass you, Second Senior Brother." He said hoarsely, "Don't forget, the canine teeth will always bite behind you until you stop, devouring you, and then—"

He looked at Mu Qingjia not far away, holding the Butterfly Sword in one hand, and resting his other hand on his chin in thought, Mu Qingjia who was wearing Yanshi skin.

"Get lost." Huo Wei growled fiercely.

"Don't bother you." Qin Guan returned the words to him, and then propped himself up.

The dense fog behind him just opened a gap, Qin Guan cast a glance in the direction of Shui Jingzhe, then got into the gap and got out.

Huo Wei turned around and looked at Shui Jingzhe, with reproach on his face, but he didn't say anything.

Mu Qingjia was still holding that surprisingly obedient Hades sword, thoughtful.