Fire and theft prevention

The vibrations in the black sand continued, Xue Ziyi frowned slightly, and slowly fell to the ground clutching his heart.

Just as Mu Qingjia was going to help her, Ziyan swept across the blank sky, oozing out of the sky like sand through a spill.

"Heart Devouring Curse." He immediately realized something, "Venerable Haoyan is giving you an order?"

When supporting Xue Ziyi, his fingertips touched the purple flame on her skin. He resisted the burning pain and put her firmly on the ground.

Suddenly he paled.

Although he couldn't see it, he still remembered Zi Yan in the dream. With this touch, he felt the temperature of the flame seemed familiar.

Although she only got along with that little girl for half a year, her outstanding talent and quiet and well-behaved personality left a deep impression on Mu Qingjia.

The fire spirit root female cultivator under the control of Venerable Haoyan, the eyes covered by black veil in the dream, and her ambiguous attitude...

"... Nephew? Ziyi?" Mu Qingjia murmured incredulously, "You are Xue Ziyi?!"

"You've got the wrong person." Xue Ziyi pushed Mu Qingjia away and said calmly, "I'm just a magician who wants to save his life."

Mu Qingjia was inconvenient to offend again, he clearly remembered that the girl had a burn scar on the back of her hand, if he could touch the nun's hand, he would be able to know her identity.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and looked up into the sky.

"Tianyi Sword?" Mu Qingjia frowned and said, "No, Ah Wei is here."

That was the reaction of the natal spirit sword.Huo Wei used his Yuanshen to refine the Butterfly Sword, and now that the Yuanshen belongs to Mu Qingjia, the Butterfly Sword is his natal spirit sword.

Thinking back to Gaotu Mountain, it wasn't a surprise that Awei's spirit sword fell into his hands after dropping it.

But now that Yuanshen completely belongs to him, I am afraid that Ah Wei will no longer be able to control the Nether Butterfly Sword.

This spirit sword, which inherits the Huo family's thousand-year soul and sword-making skills, makes the Hades family even more powerful and invincible in all battles.

Huo Wei's swordsmanship is perfect. Losing the Butterfly Sword can deal with first-class masters in the Three Realms, but it is difficult to defeat Du Yuan, the top powerhouse in the Demon Realm.

——A Wei needs him now.

Mu Qingjia didn't care to explore Xue Ziyi's identity, looked up and looked around, eager to find a way out.

However, whenever he flew to the limit in one direction, he began to struggle, and in the end even with all the spiritual energy in his body, he couldn't even move a single finger.

The texture of the border is viscous and elastic, and it is white and flawless, without any cracks or openings.

But since he can come in, he must be able to get out.

His whole body was in severe pain under the tremendous pressure, and under the pain that covered everything, there was a faint coolness.

is the wind.

Such a dense texture, I am afraid that only the wind can penetrate it.

Mu Qingjia immediately thought of Xingru.The reason why his four corners are unpredictable is that they completely move with the aura of heaven and earth.And united with the aura of heaven and earth, it can be transformed into the freest wind.

He pinched the deer-shaped wood carving in the jade ring.He can become Xingru and the omnipresent wind within the time of a stick of incense.

After going out, he will face a fierce battle, and he needs to control Xingru and his body at the same time to cooperate with Awei.

Need two copies of God?

"What are you thinking?" Xue Ziyi reminded, "You are different from Lou Qing, you will only kill yourself if you do that."

"No. I will cherish my life." Mu Qingjia said with a smile.

After all, Ah Wei was still waiting for him.

And his desire to see him and protect him is almost overflowing his heart.

Mu Qingjia knows that there are too many people in this world who are better and stronger than him, and there are too many things that he can't do even if he tries his best.For example, the destiny that cannot be violated in the dark, for example, his broken sword intent, for example, he will never be able to compare with Lou Qing's spirit-enchanting technique.

But that doesn't mean he has nowhere to go.

He has ruthlessness, and he has a heart for Ah Wei, these are unique.So he can do a lot of things that the strong can't.

Mu Qingjia floated in mid-air, looking inside her three souls.When his consciousness passed over the primordial spirit from Huo Wei, his heart was sour, and then he turned his eyes and landed on the lazy **** of desire.

Then, pull away from the god of desire, and pass it to Xuanru woodcarving.

He wanted to fly to see Ah Wei, to help him, to protect him.

He wants to change the ending 50 years ago, fight bravely with him, become a part of his dignity, and stand with him on the top of the Three Realms.

He loves him.

Therefore, Yushen decided to live up to his will and practice his true feelings.

With the withdrawal of the god of desire and the awakening of Xingru, the pain and struggle slowly disappeared from Mu Qingjia's consciousness.

His brows were calm and indifferent, his thoughts were extremely calm, and there was only one goal left: to kill Du Yuan.

Seeing the drastic change in his temperament, Xue Ziyi understood.She walked towards him slowly, placing her forehead between his brows.

"Uncle." She said softly, "May you be invincible."

50 years ago and now, the same scene reappeared. She used to be weak and powerless, but now she can only linger under the rolling wheel of heaven.

But she might still generate some meager value.

Even if it is just to return to him what originally belonged to Mu Qingjia.

The giant deer with four horns rises from the ground, the strong wind howls in the space, and the strong wind blows off the scarves Mu Qingjia's two hands are currently wearing, flying away roaring.

A pair of peach-blossom eyes opened suddenly, and a sharp killing intent was frozen in them.Mu Qingjia leaped onto Xuanru, and when he touched its antlers, it was like a wind, and his shape was ethereal.

The wind rolled up the snow-white scarf, and he stuffed it into his chest, then looked up at the sky, where the black vortex appeared.

He smelled the faint scent of cinnamon left on the towel.

----

Outside Shaoxian Mountain.

The Butterfly Sword pierced through Du Yuan's left palm, and the black sand was ejected backwards under the force. For a moment, everyone's attention was attracted to the tiny grain of black sand.

Huo Wei and Du Yuan respectively turned into two flame shadows and flew towards the black sand at the same time.Huo Wei was farther away, but faster, rushing towards the black sand.

When there were only three feet left, the two walked almost side by side.Du Yuan made a trick, and suddenly landed behind Huo Wei, raised his spear and stabbed.

With all his attention, Huo Wei still sensed the aura, kicked the tip of the spear, and took advantage of the momentum to accelerate forward.

But at this time, under the cover of the flames, the three Phoenix Soul Needles came and went without a trace, and submerged into his three acupoints, Jiuwei, Shenque and Qihai respectively.

These three acupoints vibrate the five viscera, ordinary people will suffer from blood stagnation and die if they receive it, Huo Wei's true energy just failed and his body stagnated slightly.

But at this instant of delay, the Nine-curved Spear swept across, sending him dozens of meters away.Du Yuan took the opportunity to put the black sand into the palm of his left palm. The hole in his palm was filled with blood flames and was slowly healing.

"Du, Yuan—!" Huo Wei gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

Jianxiu Meat | He is physically strong, his muscles are tense to prevent the phoenix soul needle from penetrating, and then expel it from the body.The phoenix soul needle was squeezed by the body and burned by the golden flame one after another, the needle was twisted and blunted, and was destroyed by him.

"Second on the list of mysteries, that's all?" Du Yuan smiled contemptuously, "If you can't hold the sword firmly, you can't take back senior brother. Sword cultivator? You're clearly a coward."

Huo Wei's whole body was bathed in fire, and golden flames poured out from his seven orifices, even from the pupils and the end of the eyes. The air was vigorously agitated by the high temperature, distorting his figure beyond human form.

Under the effect of the body runes, the skin of his whole body was rapidly absorbing the fire aura scattered in the air, and then transformed it into golden flames, which sprayed out from his whole body.

Under the impetus of the flame, his speed increased to the limit, and he slammed into Du Yuan like a meteor.

At the same time, the Butterfly Sword turned around and aimed at the black sand in Du Yuan's hand again.

One person, one sword, although they have different hearts, they have the same goal.

"It's really perseverance." Du Yuan's face darkened, "But how long can you last with such a spirit-consuming style of play?"

Seeing the opponent coming straight towards his left palm, he danced with spears and flowers on his back, shaped like a fire wheel.

Huo Wei's mind moved slightly, he turned his back, crossed the fire wheel, turned around and got behind him, and then grabbed the rushing Nether Butterfly Sword.

An ice-cold rationality is hidden under the flames of anger, and his long-term running-in with the fire root makes him rarely be dazzled by anger.

He knew very well that he could not defeat Du Yuan alone, and the goal of this attack was to get back the Underworld Butterfly Sword.

As soon as the sword started, Huo Wei burst out, and the golden flame rose again, turning around and slamming towards the gun dance round wheel!

Under the huge force, the round wheel flew out quickly, and Huo Wei followed closely, slashing, chopping, chopping, chopping, collapsing, and slashed out the sword more than a thousand times in a few breaths.

Gold and red were mixed in the night sky, and countless wood and stones were broken along the way, and finally embedded into the stone wall with a bang.

This place is very close to Shaoxian Mountain. There are many mountains and cliffs everywhere, and it is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The smoke and dust filled the sky, the flames soared into the sky, and all vision was blocked.Gun Dance Fire Wheel's defense was broken, Huo Wei chased and fell into the smoke, but couldn't find it anywhere.

Relying on his impaired hearing, Du Yuan completely restrained his breath and hid himself in the flames and smoke.

Chu Erhuo Wei's pupils shrank, and he leaped backwards instinctively.The nine-curved spear suddenly fell from the top of his head and pierced the rock.

After dodging the attack, he nimbly gripped the body of the gun with both feet, and instead pressed the tip of the gun deeply into the cliff.

Du Yuan emerged from the thick smoke, rubbed the barrel of the gun with both hands, and used the skill of pulling the gun with one hand to shake Huo Wei away.The gun head rotated like flying, and sank into the bottom of the mountain rock.

He brazenly pushed out a palm towards the end of the Jiuqu spear, the tip of the spear smashed into the rock formation, and stabbed at Huo Wei's feet.

Wherever the Jiuqu Spear passed, soil, sand and rocks flew like dragons and dragons.Huo Wei quickly retreated a hundred steps, suddenly tapped his sword on the ground, jumped up with his strength, and landed gracefully on the tip of the spear.

He wants to use the barrel of a gun as his way, and fly to seize the black sand.However, Du Yuan changed his moves very quickly. When he took the second step, the tip of the spear plunged into the ground and rushed forward.

The flexible barrel of the gun was bent abruptly and stretched into a half-arc, like a fully charged bowstring.

Huo Wei knew his intention, but he was unwilling to give up the opportunity to snatch the black sand, so he gritted his teeth and stepped on the left gun barrel, intending to attack it from the side.

In an instant, the gun barrel was tightened to the extreme, and the tip of the gun burst out from the rock and bounced upwards.The tip of the spear hit the meridian of Huo Wei's right wrist, causing a sudden tingling and numbness. The Butterfly Sword hit straight upwards, and came out again.

After losing the weapon, Huo Wei's whole body was empty, only one hand condensed all the flames, as if another sword blade was born, and cut off Du Yuan's left chest with a headshot.

At this time, the rune climbed up from his neck, covering the entire face.The runes flowed rapidly, turning from crimson to golden orange, like ravines on the pale and handsome face, and golden flames overflowed from them, which was terrifying.

There is no return, a desperate style of play.

"Crazy." Du Yuan scolded, "The whole school is crazy."

The Jiuqu spear was still deep in the rock formation, so he had no choice but to abandon the long | spear, cross his hands, and hard-wired Huo Wei's flaming hand sword.

The sound of the explosion was deafening, the rest of the force was scattered and shot, the cliffs were torn apart, the rocks collapsed, and the rumbling sound was heard for hundreds of miles.

"It's really..." Du Yuan said with difficulty, "Young people are terrifying."

He has the aura that Venerable Haoyan has practiced for more than [-] years, and it also has the cultivation level that Lou Qing forcibly urged to the early stage of transformation.

If he fights recklessly, he will win.

However, Jianxiu's desperate killing intent made him feel terrified for a long time.

"If you were born 100 years earlier and your true energy was equal to mine, I would be the loser today." A trace of blood dripped from the corner of Du Yuan's lips, "But you are a little tender after all. So, you can only die——!"

But what he didn't know was that Huo Wei was not afraid of death.

He had already put life and death aside.

A magic cultivator who cherishes his life so much, bumps into a desperado.

The loud noise of the collapsing hills swallowed all the sounds in the world, whether it was roaring or weeping, whether it was greed or timidity, or the love words cherished in the heart.

The pure fire aura was ignited and exploded at this moment, the dazzling light engulfed all living beings, the colors lost their meaning, and there was only a sudden white light in the sight, and two or three rough lines.

Half a mile away, when Qin Guan regained his vision from the dazzling light, he was shocked to find that it was not his illusion.

The moon is as cool as water, and Huo Wei's head is full of silver light.

It turned out to be a flash of white hair.

The mountains and rivers are silent, and the mountains and rivers stand tall.

The sword repairer's eyes were slightly dark, the sword pointed at Mo Xiu's heart, and the black sand in his palm was at the end of his line of sight.

I still remember that year when the snow was all over the place and the figures were swaying, it was around the time of the Shangyuan Festival.

The long night is long, and the candlelight reflects the snow.The man wore a snow cape over his shoulders, picked up a revolving lantern in his right hand, and held a red food box in his left hand, looking back at him with a slight smile.

The firelight urges the figure in the lamp to turn, as if chasing and playing, or dancing gracefully.

"You have been arguing with me for so long." He said with a warm voice and a smile, "Let's take a rest earlier."

Huo Wei stared at him forever, her thin lips moved slightly.

"No." He refused.

Mu Qingjia seemed a little surprised and said "ah", and then walked towards Huo Wei step by step.

"That being the case, let's have fun together."

He whispered in his ear.

Snow powder is flying all over the sky, strong wind is blowing, and silver hair is flying.A violent wind rose from a silent place, engulfing the entire battle situation in an instant.

"Who!?" Du Yuan was shocked, and before he could discern the source of the breeze, he let out a cry of pain unexpectedly!

The Butterfly Sword cut off his entire left palm abruptly, a storm spewed out from the black sand, and a man and a deer appeared in the wind.

Mu Qingjia turned his wrist, and the Butterfly Sword fell into his palm naturally, hold it firmly.He wanted to raise his sword to hurt Du Yuan again, but Xing Ru under him turned around and ran towards Huo Wei.

He glanced coldly, but there was a snow color in his eyes.

Junior brother... his hair is gray.

The author has something to say:

ooc small theater:

Du Yuan: That's it?That's it?

Huo Wei (concentrate on fighting, don't talk harshly)

Mu Qingjia slapped her palm and said: That's it.

The brother is riding a white horse and riding auspicious clouds to come to the hero to save the beauty.

Congratulations to my brother for achieving the achievement of "I rode and led my family to attack and kill the enemy".

I hope you all enjoy the martial arts scene.Because I really like fighting (not), I carefully crafted it for a long time.