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The peach tree trembled violently. Ling Junwu's sword did not cut off the peach branch. Frowning, he watched a shallow crack appear on the peach branch. More spirit energy was injected into the spirit sword, and he cut it again with [-]% of his strength. Down.

"Crack!" With a sound, the peach branch broke and fell downwards. Ling Junwu quickly grabbed the peach branch with a red ling and put it in the storage bracelet.Using the same method, he chopped off a few more peach branches, and then stared at the trunk of the spirit peach tree with interest.

The spirit peach tree suddenly trembled crazily, as if it was being ravaged by a strong wind. The peach branches hit the body of the cultivator who was picking the spirit peach, and was immediately drawn to the ground. It hurts to be pumped.

Ling Junwu touched his waist and twisted his body to shuttle between the crazily dancing peach branches, caught a glimpse of a peach and picked it off, stepped out of the range of the peach blossom miasma, and bared his teeth: "It's stronger than brother's whip! "

Yan Xin fell out of the miasma of peach blossoms in some embarrassment, she kept her feet on the ground, cut through the enemies blocking the way with a sword, and came to the disciples of the Hongyue Sect, shouting eagerly: "Let's retreat!"

Others also came out of the peach blossom miasma one after another, and quickly fled towards the distance. The aura here was actually gathering crazily.

Not long after everyone left, the aura around the spirit peach tree suddenly exploded and spread in all directions. The places it passed were devoid of life, and were all destroyed by the powerful force.

A black spatial crack suddenly appeared near the spirit peach tree, and an astonishingly destructive force emanated from it.

"No, it's a crack in space. This small secret realm is about to collapse, get out quickly!"

All the people rushed towards the exit of the small secret realm without hesitation.

Ling Junwu followed behind the elder brother, bumped into him on purpose, and secretly put the poisonous poison into the elder brother's body without anyone noticing.

The elder brother turned his head and glared at Ling Junwu, but at this moment life-saving was the most important thing, so he gave him a threatening look.

Everyone didn't know that not long after they left, the space crack was gradually repaired by a mysterious force, and finally disappeared. This small secret realm has not yet collapsed, but the space here is even more unstable, presumably Will disappear in this world early!

This time, the exploration of the small secret realm came out several days earlier than before. The powerful monks of the Nascent Soul stage of the four sects sighed helplessly when they saw the small secret realm that had not collapsed, but the space had become extremely unstable. This small secret realm is considered ruined, and I'm afraid I won't be able to enter it again in the future, otherwise it will easily cause the space to collapse, and even people with their cultivation level may not be able to escape from it.

The effect of Yi Rongdan could last for a few more days, Ling Junwu boarded the spirit boat and returned to the Hongyue faction.

As soon as he returned to the mountain gate, the senior brother found him in private, called him out, and looked at the newcomer junior with malicious intentions: "Zuo Zuisi, you did it on purpose when you were in the small secret realm! It’s not small, let my senior brother teach you well today, and tell you what it means to respect seniors!”

Ling Junwu showed a strange smile against Zuo Zuisi's face, and controlled the poisonous Gu in the elder brother's body to explode, and the extremely toxic toxin spread all over the meridians and blood of the elder brother in an instant.

"you……"

Looking contemptuously at the dying man lying on the ground, a purple bird flew out of Ling Junwu's body and landed on the senior brother, and the Ziming Youhuo burned his flesh and soul.

Quietly leaving the Hongyue faction, no one will know that the senior brother of a certain elder of the Hongyue faction and a new disciple Zuo Zuisi have died, and the little-known new disciple Ling Junwu also disappeared inexplicably.

A handsome man walked on a narrow path, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Senior sister, there is someone in front."

On the way back to the Huajian School, Qingyi and his group suddenly received a mission from the school, so they changed another road to their destination, but they didn't expect to meet other people in this remote place.

Qingyi looked at the familiar figure in front of her, with storms gathering in her eyes, and looked at the person who killed her junior brother calmly: "The fellow daoist in front, since we are destined to meet here, why not get acquainted, what do fellow daoists think? ?”

Ling Junwu turned his head to watch a group of disciples of the Huajian Sect approaching him, and continued walking without responding.

Qingyi took two steps to stand in front of Ling Junwu, and teased her hair charmingly: "Isn't this the young master I met in the restaurant not long ago? We are really destined. I wonder if the young master would like to tell you his name? Qingyi."

"No need!" Ling Junwu didn't want to entangle with the woman in front of him, so he refused her.

"Really?" Qingyi said softly with unclear meaning, and suddenly attacked Ling Junwu, "I will use your soul today to pay homage to my junior brother who died innocently! Junior brothers, you must not let this person go."

Ling Junwu didn't expect this nun to make a sudden move, and quickly surrounded her body with red silk, took out a spear full of blood, and swung it at Qingyi.

Dozens of disciples of the Huajian Sect jointly attacked Ling Junwu. The combined attack was different from a single attack, and the attack power was more than doubled.

Ling Junwu was entangled by Qingyi, and he had to be distracted to deal with the attacks from other people, so he was at a disadvantage for a while.

"Don't fight with these people for a long time, or you will really die here today." These people are all at the foundation-building stage, and Qingyi is at the foundation-building stage, and the Dzogchen is about to enter the Jindan stage. The bloody gun dance was vigorous, and the blood mist gradually spread around itself.

"Brothers, be careful, this blood mist aura is very evil, it must be weird, don't fall into this person's plot."

Attacks such as sword energy and spiritual power entered the blood mist, and there was only the sound of hitting the ground and air.

"Something's not right, back away!" Qingyi's fingers made seals, and a nimble bird appeared in her hand. With a lift of her palm, the spirit bird flew into the air, "Go!"

The spirit bird plunged headlong into the blood mist, flew out after spinning around a few times, and finally landed on Qingyi's shoulder.

"Fucked!" Qingyi said with a serious and charming face, and waved her hand to let the spirit bird fly out again, only to see the spirit bird fly straight ahead, "He fled forward, let's chase after him, I The spirit bird can only know the approximate direction, if it is too far away, it will not be able to find the breath left behind."

Ling Junwu escaped from the siege of the Huajian faction by using a golden cicada's plan to escape his shell. He kept running towards the east in the air, and fell down when he saw a small city in the distance. If he mixed into the crowd, he would probably be able to escape their pursuit kill.

Although this city is small, it is quite lively. There are not only cultivators in the city, but also some mortals. Among the passers-by on the street, there are happy families, salesmen with burdens, and Having a cultivator with extraordinary momentum is really a major feature in the realm of comprehension.

Ling Junwu suddenly turned his head and looked at the sky: "Could it be that those people are chasing us? They really linger!" Hurriedly mixed into the crowd, he came to an inn run by a cultivator, and met an acquaintance just as he entered.

"Junior Brother Ling, why are you here?" Yan Xin looked strangely at Ling Junwu who suddenly appeared.

"Second Senior Sister, who is this?" She looked at the woman in front of her suspiciously, with a bit of embarrassment on her face, "Second Senior Sister, someone is chasing and killing me, I wonder if Second Senior Sister can do Junior Brother a favor?"

Yan Xin looked at this person she once liked, was silent for a moment, then turned and walked upstairs to the inn: "Follow me."

"Thank you, Second Senior Sister!" Ling Junwu turned his head and looked outside, hoping that those people would not find this place.

"You don't need to thank me, just treat it as repaying the favor you helped me in the trial. We will not owe each other in the future, and we will have nothing to do with each other."

Ling Junwu didn't care about these things, he only planned to help Yan Xin if that senior brother troubled him, and there would be a way out in the Hongyue faction, but he didn't expect it to come in handy now.

A charming female cultivator led a group of people into a small inn. The people around were instantly attracted by this beautiful female cultivator, and some cultivators even stared at this woman intently.

"Check every room, and you must not let that person go." Qingyi looked solemnly, and looked around coldly, and immediately withdrew those malicious eyes.

Qingyi went upstairs to the inn, looked at the room in front of her, raised her hand and knocked.

Yan Xin opened the door and proudly looked up and down at the person standing in front of her door: "Isn't this Fairy Qingyi from Huajian School? Why, Fairy Qingyi came here specially to find my younger sister to chat with her?"

"Ouch! It turned out to be Sister Yanxin. My sister is looking for someone. It's a male monk wearing a dark blue brocade robe. I wonder if Sister Yanxin has seen him?"

Yan Xin ignored the person in front of her at all, and said sarcastically, "Fairy Qingyi has taken a fancy to another man? My little girl has never seen him before."

Qingyi frowned, and then relaxed again: "If my sister sees that person, I hope my sister can do me a favor and send a message to my sister. If that person kills my Huajian Sect disciple, my Huajian Sect will definitely not let him go!" passed him."

While the two women were talking, Ling Junwu had already left the city, and continued to rush towards the east.

Qingyi released the spirit bird, which chirped a few times and danced in the air.

"He actually left here!" Qingyi pulled out a hairpin from her head, "Everyone, help me to guard this treasure together."

The silver-white hairpin quickly became huge. Dozens of people stood on the hairpin and sent their spiritual power towards the hairpin. Qingyi grasped the direction and stood in front of the hairpin. She turned into spiritual light and disappeared into the sky. The monks who are approaching the golden core stage are really terrifying.

Seeing a figure in front from a distance, Qingyi waved a white silk and shot straight at Ling Junwu in front.

Ling Junwu unleashed the glazed spirit sword and slashed at Bai Ling. With a glance, he suddenly saw a man in black sitting under a tree with his pillow on a coffin. He flew towards the man in black without hesitation.