no one knows better than me

Mei Si'e was stunned, and blurted out: "Senior Zhuang, be careful!

Meihua Lane had already flew up, trying to skillfully embrace Zhuang Qingliu away, but under the glowing lightning, Zhuang Qingliu changed places in an instant, glanced at her suddenly, and said in a low voice: "Don't move! "

Yu Chenyue's soul, which was about to be crushed in her hand, took advantage of this moment to regain the original body, and then fled without looking back.

Mei Hualan's eyes were fixed on Zhuang Qingliu's face, her expression was the same as usual, but her figure moved several times, and then she gradually stood still dozens of steps away.

It's not that she doesn't want to move, but that the current situation is different from before.Wherever Zhuang Qingliu went, the thunder and lightning would follow him, it was no longer just a matter of dodging one.

Mei Si'e's mouth could hardly be closed, she looked up at the top of her head covered with purple cracks and murmured: "My God... is this, is this Thunder Tribulation?"

The throats of all the people present rolled, and their eyes fell on the sky. The dense fog that rolled for miles around seemed to gather more and more. The clouds were covered with faint electric lights, and the dark purple cracks stretched for miles, with terrifying lines. , bringing about severe oppression.

The mortal world, where the aura has long been dissipated, has not had a thunder disaster for hundreds of years, but that doesn't mean there is no Gumengchao either.And crossing the catastrophe means about to ascend.

Zhuang Qingliu dragged his two torn sleeves and stood under the strong wind and purple lightning, his hair dancing wildly while he looked expressionlessly at the sky full of lightning.

Nobody knows what to do now, how to deal with it.Mei Siji lowered her gaze to the limit, holding her breath, and looked at her from a distance, but not only saw Zhuang Qingliu's slightly raised profile face as if there was a trace of boredom, but also seemed to hear her say something like tinnitus..." Get back."

"..." Mei Si'e, whose mind was blank, choked suddenly, and murmured, "What???...Did I hear wrong?"

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly made a movement of raising his hand to grab it, and still raised his head slightly, he repeated calmly: "Go back."

Everyone present was stunned, but the light in front of them suddenly brightened slightly, and the black cloud above the head with cracks of purple light seemed to be crawling away and dispersing.But for a moment, the familiar warm sunlight fell down.Mei Siji watched her threaten her three times, and actually turned Lei Jie back, her eyes almost popped out of her sockets.

And judging by Zhuang Qingliu's appearance, if she hadn't just turned back, she might have tore open the sky with both hands in the next moment, and then grabbed the winding thunder and lightning with both hands, and swung them wildly.

"My God, one is holding the fire with bare hands, and the other is tearing up the sky and thunder." Mei Si'e's life began to be disillusioned.

What came out of these two old dreams?

Under the eyes of everyone, Mei Hualan's figure moved a few feet in an instant, reached out her hand regardless of her waist, and wrapped Zhuang Qingliu into her arms, and looked down at her fixedly: "What is that? What exactly is it?"

Zhuang Qingliu was almost staggered back a couple of times before she stood still after being bumped into by her. He couldn't help reaching out to hug him, and said in a low voice: "The so-called thunder robbery means that you are too capable, and this world can no longer hold you. It doesn't matter if it destroys you, or chops you into whatever state...sends you away, it doesn't matter. In short, it means that you can no longer stay here."

So she didn't use spiritual power these days because it would cause thunder disaster.

And now it is different from the warning 20 years ago. Every time a thunder disaster occurs, it will be more severe than the last time.

Mei Hualan seemed to be stiff like a piece of wood, and Xuxu didn't know where to put the hands on Zhuang Qingliu's shoulders, and repeated: "Destroy? Send away? Can't stay here anymore?"

Zhuang Qingliu patted her face again, shook her head earnestly, and said solemnly: "Don't be afraid, I have already thought of some things in my heart, but I haven't fully figured it out yet. You saw it just now, and I will never let her put me Sent away."

Mei Hualan folded her arms tightly, buried her head deeply on her shoulder and let out a "hmm".

In the distance, Meihua Zhou's face was very solemn, and he couldn't hear their conversation at all, but his fear was obvious.At this time, Mei Xiaohan who was standing next to him fixedly looked at the mouth shapes of the two people in the distance, and comforted him with a wide heart: "Okay, okay, I heard, senior Zhuang said that these thunder disasters are hot chickens, and nothing will happen." of."

"?" Mei Huazhou's eyebrows twitched, she turned her head and said, "...what is spicy chicken?"

Mei Xiaohan smiled at him with his arms folded: "Actually, I don't know either. In short, these are all words that came out of Senior Zhuang's mouth. At the beginning, Hualan always sorted out a bunch of words that he didn't understand. came to ask me, what's the 'sand sculpture green hat lotus country, bald keyboard Parkinson', I didn't solve any of them, and because of this, she stopped collecting half of the rent that she gave me every year."

"Maybe this is what all the smart people talk like that?" Mei Xiaohan felt that it made sense and turned to the big pink bird, "Is this the word of your old Mengchao?"

"..." Zhu Heng glanced at her like a pig, turned around and walked away from the side.

"... Tsk." Mei Xiaohan looked at her back several times, since he knew it was a big fire bird, a big pink fire bird.That pair of bird eyes that are cold towards you are no longer cold, but seem to be splashing sparks all the time.

This is a unique flamingo of Gumengchao.

I really want to touch its fur.

Mei Siji, who silently stared at Mei Xiaohan's expression for a long time, seemed to have discovered something again, and his eyes began to burst faintly.Mei Si'e was so careless that she didn't notice anything, she just turned her head and sighed with reassurance: "How long have you practiced this? Senior Zhuang is too strong, right?"

Mei Siji didn't know what was wronged in her heart suddenly, she hummed heavily, she held her sword in front of her and said: "What's so amazing, I think it was just because she didn't have enough cultivation, that Lei Jie didn't want to save her. "

Mei Siye inexplicably used a look of "Did you get sand in your eyes", then stepped forward two steps, supported Mei Siji's eyelids and blew to her: "What's the matter with you? That Lei Jie is obviously Senior Zhuang scolded him back alive—and what I said was that she didn't even draw her knife, and just violently strangled Yu Chen... Fake Yu Chenyue, why is she so powerful?"

"Because I am his great-grandmother, even if he cultivates to the end in this life, he will not be able to catch up with me." Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan came back from a distance at this time, and blinked at Mei Si'e, "Although he has Talented by blood, but he became a monk halfway through his life, and often plans other things, and he has not devoted himself to cultivation for many years, even if he thinks about it with his feet, he knows that he will not be really strong."

"Furthermore, when he was in Wazhai Village, he was stabbed by your baabaa and the female ghost in red. It was a bluff to focus on the armor up to the neck." Zhuang Qingliu said, "Otherwise, look at him. How come he has been urging things like phantoms and wraiths behind his back for so long, he really doesn't have to, and he actually doesn't want to come out."

Mei Siji's eyebrows twitched: "Who is Mr. Baabaa?"

Zhuang Qingliu took Mei Hualan's hand, and suddenly smiled at her: "What do you think?"

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

"Is the name 'Duanzhujun'..." I kept hugging my thigh before, lest the boss would not pay for her food and drink, so I didn't have the nerve to say that I didn't have any momentum, it was really ugly.At this moment, Zhuang Qingliu pretended to hold the root wax with both hands, and acted out.

After thinking about it, he sang a love offering to Meihualan.

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

"Okay." Zhuang Qingliu made a final decision, and said to the two juniors of the Mei family, "Hurry up and lose the title of Mr. Duanzhu from now on, and call him Mr. Baabaa."

The girl Mei Si'e has always been kind-hearted, she still thought it was funny after listening to it, so she smiled crookedly for a while, thinking: "Mr. Duanzhu seems to be a bit like a lamb in normal times."

Mei Hualan slowly turned her head to look at her: "...that's absolutely nothing." Zhuang Qingliu turned his head to look at the expression on her face again: "Hahaha."

Mei Siji groaned so hard that she rolled Zhuang Qingliu's eyes, and dragged away Mei Siye, a silly roe deer that others said that wind is rain.

A group of people quickly returned to the white jade clam, and there was silence inside the clam. It was obvious that everyone's eyes on Zhuang Qingliu changed a little bit - there was subtly derived fear in that point, and some additional fear.

Zhuang Qingliu naturally didn't look at anyone, and sat back on the wall of the clam casually, but quickly moved the white jade clam again.

Sect Master Qiu seemed to be hesitating and hesitated again and again, facing the eyes of the people around him who seemed to be roasting him, he cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and asked, "Well, Young Master Zhuang...you seem to have missed the end just now. , that fake seems to have finally taken the opportunity to get away and run away."

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at him and nodded: "That can't be helped. He is born with a high class, and Lei is willing to come to rescue him. I don't care what ability I have."

There are right and wrong in some things, but the motive is actually very difficult to determine and criticize.Wanting to live well is just the purest instinctive pursuit, and no one can say who is ambitious.But the fault of this fake Yu Chenyue is that he always feels that he is a powerful man of noble blood, but he doesn't even know how to be a human being.

Zhuang Qingliu is so powerful that he has reached the point of incurring a thunder calamity, and once the thunder calamity appears, it means that this person's cultivation has reached the peak, so she is the most powerful existence in the world, even if she is still on par with her She is safe for self-protection.

But it was different for these people from the Immortal Sect. Now they were meat on the chopping board, and if Yu Chenyue was let go, even if they escaped from Taohuayuan alive, they might be crushed to death at any time.

All the faces in Bangnei were gloomy and gloomy. After deeply pressing his thick eyebrows, Pei Yi folded his hands and pressed down on the hilt of his sword. He said bluntly to Zhuang Qingliu, "Can you help us get rid of him?"

Zhuang Qingliu looked at his expression, and asked thoughtfully: "Isn't there still a Taoist priest who has been chased by Lei Jie for many years in your Xianmen, why don't you ask him for help?"

After he said a word, the clam fell into a strange silence again, the atmosphere was cold and awkward.

Pei Yi was also speechless for a rare moment, and said, "I'm afraid... it's hard to please."

As his words fell, all the people on the scene lowered their heads a little bit in embarrassment—in the operation to besiege Zhuang Qingliu not long ago, all these people in Xianmen were affected by Yu Chenyue. At that time, they believed that there was the support of Zhenshan Monk behind them, so they broke into the Changgeng Immortal Mansion in a big way, directly broke the barrier of the Immortal Mansion, and said many irreparable things to the old Taoist. ugly.

Because of Randeng Laodao, he seemed to have the suspicion of coming out to protect Zhuheng many years ago. Over the years, no matter what happened to the fairy gate, no matter how big or small the suffering was, he never came forward to calm down. The pleading was even ignored, so many people had been secretly dissatisfied for a long time, which led to the previous act of turning against him.

Now that I think about it... I wish I could go back and kowtow three times with tears of regret, to win back the heart of my ancestors, please don't count the faults of villains.

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes fell on their faces, but the tip of his thumb rested on the top of Lan Shu's scroll and rubbed gently, as if he was thinking about something quietly.It wasn't until the group of people were about to plead with the cheek again, "You don't have to do this. You don't need to kill him. He is useless. Now someone will kill him."

Zhu Heng suddenly turned his head and glanced at Zhuang Qingliu.Although the rest of Sect Master Qiu and the others didn't know who Zhuang Qingliu was talking about, they seemed to feel great pain when they thought of this question, and they were also afraid that some things were secret, and Zhuang Qingliu might not be willing to tell them, so they didn't ask any more questions. Sect Master Qiu just took the opportunity to speculate: "Then Young Master Zhuang...why did you come in and save us so much this time?"

Everyone knew the meaning behind what he said, and Mei Hualan glanced at these people indifferently, but didn't make a sound.Zhuang Qingliu closed his eyes and said, "No reason, because you are still useful."

"..."

Mei Huazhou suddenly rubbed his forehead caressingly, and reminded in a low voice: "Senior Zhuang, you don't have to be so straightforward."

"There is no need to be tactful." Zhuang Qingliu closed his eyes unchanged, but a layer of pure spiritual light overflowed his whole body, driving the white jade clam fast, "Because it is true, you can't die yet. And if people don't recognize If you clear your position, you will never be able to do anything."

The people from the Immortal Sect gathered here are probably the most shameful and disgraced group in the history of the Immortal World for hundreds of years. Everyone's heads almost fell to the ground, and they could hardly lift them up. Survival bum.

In the suffocating silence and embarrassment, a figure in Tsing Yi stood up from the corner, turned his head and sneered at Zhuang Qingliu with a disdainful sneer, then turned his head and walked out without fear, as if he was going to jump off the white jade clam to express their contempt.

However, along with the sound of his footsteps, there was also an approaching sound that seemed to be scratching the ground, becoming clearer and more obvious.

And it's not something approaching alone, but a group, a group, a big wave of red tides coming in like waves.

The people in Bangnei, who were already in a low mood, woke up one after another, looking out with wide, frightened and haggard eyes.

Bai Yuceng also stopped silently without knowing it, Pei Yi's face was very ugly, he clenched his sword and strode to the edge, feeling that what appeared this time has surpassed everyone's understanding.However, before he could clearly see what the blurry outline appeared in his pupils, a powerful hurricane was thrown across the sky, and his whole body, including the white jade clam standing at the corner, was blown away!

Fierce!This is a dense wave, so black that you can't even see the gap!

A flying spiritual thread caught up from behind and wrapped around his waist, pulling Pei Yi back.Zhuang Qingliu stood expressionlessly at the mouth of the clam, and slowly turned around in a circle—black clouds billowed, stretching as far as the eye could see, ghostly green ghost fires burning in these fierce, empty eye sockets, more and more withered claws and skulls emerged from the soil. popped out.

Mei Siye's voice had changed, and she firmly supported Mei Siji's back: "Zhuang, senior Zhuang... what are these things?"

After a long time, Zhuang Qingliu said softly: "It's the monks who died here during the last decisive battle in the cultivation world. Each of them has an age of more than 600 years, and each of them has a cultivation base of more than 600 years. Even if it is me, Not as old as one of them."

All the disciples of Xianmen have known since childhood that not only people can cultivate, but also living things can cultivate. As long as they have spiritual energy or resentment, many demons and ghosts who have already died can also cultivate. The bigger it is, the harder it is to fight against.

This is only facing one, but right now, there is a surge of them outside, a group of hundreds of thousands.

The entire sky is covered with dark clouds, and the ghost shadows everywhere spread like black clouds, and you can't see the end at a glance.

All light is blocked and the edges are hard to see.There are so many fierce evil spirits in the entire Taohuayuan that they can cover the sky and the sun, as if they are coming to destroy the sky and the earth.

Everyone was heartbroken as if they had fallen into an abyss, and great despair swept over everyone's heart. The white jade clams were violently overturned from the ground piece by piece. Under such circumstances, the person who had been thrown into the air jumped into the wave with a sword in his hand as if he was about to die. However, as soon as he stabbed the sword, his whole body was swallowed up even his arm.

"——Brother! The money is bad, and the industry is really shaking.

However, before his voice spread, he was overwhelmed by the panicked crowd flying around.Everyone's face collapsed, their eyes rolling in shock.Someone has been torn in two by the waist, but the two legs are still trying to charge forward with the sword.

Mei Hualan spun around the edge of the white jade clam, moving her sword like the wind, and even after a while, she still couldn't get rid of a Li Sha, so she could only push them back and wait for a comeback.

Even if everyone tried their best, they could only use it up in vain.

Zhu Heng took out the bow and then the sword, rubbed it back and forth irritably, and then stuffed it back.

Zhuang Qingliu floated high in the air, turned his head and took a deep look at the outline of an oasis looming behind him, then calmly lowered his head and said to Mei Hualan: "Mei Pan, let's move the jade mussels out of the evil tide, even if we can It’s okay to move the center out about 150 feet.”

Mei Hualan flew to her side without hesitation, swung her sword out, and said calmly, "Then move."

Zhuang Qingliu gently squeezed her hand: "Okay." When the words fell, she suddenly pulled out a slender machete with a moon-white halo, and instantly swung the blade to the ground.

However, before Zhuang Qingliu started to apply the formation, Zhuling, who was firmly nailed to the eye of the formation, flew up by himself, ran back and landed in her hands.

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

Whether it was the restlessness in Meijia Lingshan or now, the reason why Zhuling is unwilling to hold back is actually because he is afraid that Zhuang Qingliu will keep it there for many years.It used to stand alone in the eyes of Gu Mengchao's enchantment formation, guarding it no matter the wind or rain for a long, long time, until Zhuang Qingliu came back, and Mei Hualan came to pull it out.

The evil tide surrounding him was getting closer and closer, Zhuang Qingliu touched the blade lightly, bowed his head and said: "It won't be like that again, it's just holding back temporarily, and I'll bring you out soon."

However, no matter what she said...how coaxed, Chasing Soul remained indifferently stuck to her palm and remained motionless.

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly glanced at it angrily, turned around and shouted: "Floating lamp!"

After rubbing Mei Hualan's wrist silently, the floating lamp flew out of her palm automatically, and with a clang, it obediently nailed to the place where Zhuling was originally thrown.

In addition to their own weapons, high-level monks can also defend against other things in urgent situations.Mei Hualan knew the formation that Zhuang Qingliu was going to deploy, so she turned around quickly after the floating lamp disappeared, as if she found another thing on the ground without saying a word.

A shadow flashed at the corner of Zhuang Qingliu's eyes, and he couldn't help turning his head: "...Mei Pan?"

Meihualan is being lifted into the sky with a trowel and shovel.

There is a separate branch of Guxiu in Xianmen. The disciples who are responsible for cultivating this way can sow seeds anywhere in just a few days and plant a wheat field with rain, and then quickly ripen the harvest. Therefore, in the actions of most sects , often bring a disciple of Gu Xiu.In contrast to sword cultivators, the "weapon" of this school's disciples is often a trowel and shovel.

Zhuang Qingliu's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he pulled down the mud shovel of Meihualan, replaced it with Zhuling, and said: "Beside me, pay attention to temperament, pay attention to painting style."

"Be noble, be cold, show those Lisha who haven't seen a good-looking face in 600 years, and let them kneel down in admiration."

If others say something long-winded, "Pay attention to temperament, pay attention to painting style", Mei Hualan will pass by without distinguishing a ray from the corner of the eye.However, if it was Zhuang Qingliu, she quickly lowered her body, looked into her eyes and nodded calmly: "Got it."

"I know, I know. "

Knowing it every time makes people feel calm and at ease.

Suddenly, Mei Siji was not afraid of anything, and slashed out with a sword to force back those Li Sha who blocked the movement of the white jade clam.

"You hold Chasing Spirit, these Lishas all know this knife, and those who dare not take the initiative to attack will avoid it. Go quickly and sweep away all the waves of Lisha blocking the jade clam."

After Zhuang Qingliu gave instructions to Meihualan, he suspended in mid-air and spun around at high speed, flicking out the fire-colored flowers in his hand like a shooting star, and after nailing sparks in eight directions around the floating lamp, he suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Shut up!" !"

The eight gorgeous sparks suddenly connected to each other with a line of fire, and they flew into the sky with a swish between layers of snares!

Ordinary formations are used as traps and traps to prevent things inside from running out, but such a formation with a paradoxical shape is to attract a huge evil tide and suddenly turn around and rush inward.

Zhuang Qingliu kept the firing line of the formation burning with both hands, and said quickly to Bai Yuceng, "Don't fight with Lisha who is blocking the way, avoid them, and go quickly! Go towards the oasis!"

Mei Si'e turned her head and shouted: "Senior Zhuang?? What about you?!"

Zhuang Qingliu replied loudly: "You get rid of the fierce surroundings and I will go back!"

"Okay, okay!" All the disciples of the Mei family didn't procrastinate and insist on staying with you to live and die, and actually drag you down. Mei Si'e immediately turned around and ran away in a down-to-earth manner.However, before he could move his feet, he almost ran into the arms of a approaching Lisha behind him.

Her heart almost jumped into her throat for a moment, and she subconsciously raised the sword to sweep it, but when she swiped the sword, she was thrown three feet away by a sharp blow.

how so! !The difficult part is these ancestor levels!

After a familiar sword wind brushed past her ears, and after the rippling clothes rolled down, Mei Hualan directly took Mei Siye into her arms from mid-air, and let her fall to the ground with a very calm tone, and instructed: "Be careful. When you can't stand it, go back to the clam."

"Oh oh oh oh oh ok ok!" Mei Si'e, who had never been hugged by Mei Hualan, almost jumped up, and hurriedly replied several times excitedly.

Mei Siji glanced this way suddenly, and was swept away by a stern whistling, and it happened to fly backwards in the direction of Meihualan.

However, before the plum blossoms in her pupils flew over, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the top of her head behind her: "Why are you so useless?"

"..." Mei Siji focused on it for a moment, and it was Zhu Heng who came in halfway to catch her.She fell to the ground with a grunt, rolled her eyes in displeasure and said, "I want you to take care of it!"

Not only did she not get any praise for her good deeds, but she was cast a blank stare instead. The princess immediately glanced at this ignorant brat in a chilly glance, suddenly pinched her fingers, and threw a ball of fire to Mei Siji's half of her hair. burnt.

Mei Xiaohan, who had already concentrated on fighting until his body was drenched in blood: "..."

Thirty feet, fifty feet, the jade clam rushed out of the encirclement faster and faster, rushing to the edge, all the people who were still trying their best were staring at the black shadow in front of them and hacking desperately, Pei Yi and Duan Bin had already The arm trembled so much that he switched hands.From the beginning to the end, Meihualan rotated and swam in the Lisha wave steadily and fiercely. Wherever she moved, Lisha close to her body would be swept away by the ripples and ripples of the knife wind.

Many people were stunned, and murmured: "My God, it's the first time I've seen Mr. Duanzhu know how to dance a knife." , I still think it's really cool.

"Naturally, Senior Zhuang will know it, but our Duanzhu Lord can't!" Mei Siye suddenly changed her words in a very proud tone, "And our Lord Baba can learn everything!"

After she finished her next sentence, Mei Hualan almost slipped three feet out of the ground.

Mei Siye instantly turned pale with shock: "...don't

Although trembling, she secretly took two sips of wine to boost her courage, but after more and more evil spirits began to spin around her eyes like Venus, her body still couldn't bear it anymore, and she fell to the ground and passed out.

No way, even though she was born in Xianmen, she was born afraid of these demons and ghosts!

After Mei Hualan forced a Lisha away with her sword, she immediately threw her into the shattered white jade clam behind her. Many people in the jade clam were either injured or fainted and fell to the ground.

Although these things that surged in a large area like corpse insects were terrifying, they were all overcome. Zhuang Qingliu was actually secretly afraid of them before, but later on, he felt that they were just little chickens, that's all.

It's just that because she is not afraid, Mei Hualan has to shuttle back and forth one by one to avoid the Li Sha on the road, and all the Li Sha will not attack her actively, so that each saber wave will consume part of it, and the spiritual power will be consumed more and more more intense.

Zhuang Qingliu maintained the burning of the formation without blinking, but suddenly a shadow shuttled out of his body, and the exact same breast appeared beside Mei Si'e in an instant, and quickly touched the wine that she usually brought to strengthen her courage, Unpreparedly, Mei Hualan gulped it down.

After being fed the wine by her, the clear eyes of the person in front of him flew up quickly and somewhat blurredly visible to the naked eye. The plum blossoms that drank like this soon seemed to be wearing Pinru's clothes, and the breath in the middle seduced him from side to side with a little unsteadiness. .Li Sha, who was still surrounded between the jade clam and the oasis, was keenly aware of this subtle change, and immediately turned their heads and rushed towards her collectively.

However, the Plum Blossom Sword Wind was as steady as before, after a wave of spinning and sweeping out, the force of retreating was five times as hard as before!

Eighty feet, ninety feet, one hundred feet... Zhuang Qingliu, who has always been steadily suspended in the air and maintained the line of fire, expanded the formation to accommodate more and more fierce spirits pouring in, preventing it from being filled .

At 110 feet, Zhuang Qingliu suddenly lowered his head and turned away, spitting blood to the side.

At 120 feet, the lines of fire connecting the formations began to become dim and weak.

At 130 feet, the tide of evil spirits rushing inside was full, and all the evil spirits that had been attracted suddenly became agitated, and suddenly turned around with a roar, and rushed towards the white jade clam again!

Zhuang Qingliu pressed her hands tightly, her breathing became more and more rapid... 140 feet, the formation was broken!The overwhelming evil tide surged out again! !

Without hesitation, Zhuang Qingliu raised the floating lamp with his hands, grasped the hilt of his sword to catch it, and moved to the front of the jade clam in an instant, then changed hands and began to chop: "It's too late, I'll be fainted and seriously injured The person jumped out, abandoned the clam and ran towards the oasis! Quick!

After he said a word, all the terrified people in the clam picked up the people around them in an orderly manner, jumped down from the opposite direction from the chasing tide, and ran away!

Mei Xiaohan got up from the ground and fell down again, climbed up, fell down again, a hallucination appeared in front of his eyes, and he asked, "Where's the scroll?? Is there something wrong with my scroll?"

Zhuang Qingliu picked her up and lowered her head: "..."

Mei Xiaohan roared and asked: "Where do I need to remember?!"

"..." Zhuang Qingliu sighed, and closed her eyes with the palm of her hand, "Literary creation is certainly important, and making money and prospering the city is also important, but it is more important to remember to protect your brain."

"I'm not here to write novels!" Mei Xiaohan yelled, and then burst into tears, "I'm the editor of Meizhou, Hualan and Huazhou are kind to me, and I still have to do something The historian repays them, I want to remember! My scroll... Where is my scroll??!! Where is Hualan, what is Hualan doing?! What moves did she use?? How many Li Sha did she kill? ?! More than 600 years old Li Sha!

"..." Mei Xiaohan, a girl who is usually very free and easy in all aspects, doesn't know what obsession she has for recording Mei Hualan. Whenever she is involved, she will get up and record it when she dies.

Zhuang Qingliu quickly said nothing, after looking for her, he dumped her to Zhu Heng who was behind him.

However, after Zhu Heng took her into his arms, he quickly lowered his head and wiped the blood on her face with his sleeve, then quickly handed her over to the monk who was running back, and dragged her away.At this time, she flew over by herself, kicked a Lisha behind Zhuang Qingliu away with her bare feet, and quickly asked with her back and shoulders: "There is a large desert that will cause dizziness in the middle, where do you let them go?" ?”

Zhuang Qingliu didn't answer, and suddenly picked her up with the tip of the floating lamp sword: "You don't follow me now, Rory, what are you talking about!"

Ever since she was young, whenever Zhuang Qingliu encountered any danger, Zhu Heng would always stand in front of her without hesitation.In the past years, Zhuang Qingliu had never refused her to fight alone, so after being thrown out unexpectedly this time, Princess Zhu was so angry that she almost turned into a bird in the air on the spot!

Just as she was flying away, another figure quickly blocked Zhuang Qingliu with a horizontal sword. Zhuang Qingliu swept him with the tip of the sword in the same way: "What are you doing, go away!!"

However, Duan Bin had the embankment, so he bypassed it ahead of time, and retreated while blocking the fierceness: "Even if you hit me, I won't leave."

"That's it." Zhuang Qingliu swung his sword with his back, and suddenly turned his hands backwards, and swept out with a sword: "Then hit you!"

Duan Bin was stunned for a moment, and was swept behind the onion wall.

Plum Blossom Day, Mei Siji and several disciples fighting in the immortal sect were thrown away one after another in this way, and finally it was the turn of Pei Yi, who was covered in blood and messy hair. In fact, he could not even lift his fingers. He bent down and said solemnly: "Young Master Zhuang, even if I die, I will not take a step ahead of you!"

"Really?" Zhuang Qingliu threw him away without hesitation, and replied seriously, "But even so, I won't praise you for being brave enough to face death."

Pei Yi drew an arc from the air: "..."

In the overwhelming tide of evil, finally there was only one knife and one sword left, and two lights and shadows were fighting side by side.The black and fierce evil came pouring in like a great river, and it couldn't be stopped at all.

Zhuang Qingliu stabilized calmly, and suddenly stretched out his arms to the side, kissed Mei Hualan heavily on the side of her eyebrows and said, "It's okay, if you can't win, I will take you away."

Countless fierce spirits poured from both sides of her side like a river rushing. Hearing her words, Mei Hualan suddenly bent the corners of her eyes deeply, and turned her back to Zhuang Qingliu, slashing out the light of the saber.

A real smile appeared in Zhuang Qingliu's eyes, and he held the floating lamp upside down and hugged her tightly from behind.The two of them flew up, and a large swirl of aura overflowed from Zhuang Qingliu's body.

Boundless winds blew up, and there was a sudden thunder in the sky. Between lightning and thunder roaring, purple electric flames that split for miles tore through the sky, rumbling down in pieces!

Large pieces of Li Sha were chopped into fly ash while roaring and roaring, and scattered like an explosion!

All the people who looked back and saw this scene were stunned, but Zhuang Qingliu's figure continued to shuttle back and forth between the borderlines where Lisha was chasing the murderous flow, constantly luring the bucket-thick lightning to strike continuously.

She was able to do this 20 years ago before she died, and now it seems that Lei Dian was raised by her at all, and she held it when she called it, borrowed it if she wanted it, and returned it if she said she could.

Amidst the flames and billowing black smoke, more and more people began to vomit dizzily, and countless people began to lie on the ground with limp limbs, and nosebleeds flowed out of their nostrils.

Seeing such a scene and the skulls all over the ground, everyone understood. Sect Master Qiu looked at the oasis in front of him and burst into tears in despair.

That's it... I can't go any further.

Pei Yi's hand holding the sword was silently released, and he turned upside down and lay on his back on the soft sand, quietly watching the sky motionless.

A monk in blue looked at the direction of the oasis from a distance, raised his sword with a complicated expression, moved it to his neck and closed his eyes.Just as he was about to cut his throat open with a sword, he suddenly heard a soft "whoosh" in front of him!He suddenly soared into the air!

The cultivator in green suddenly opened his eyes—it was not a hallucination, he rose into the air! !A vine jumped out from nowhere and wrapped around his waist, quickly pulling him backwards towards the oasis!

Mei Siji was also shocked by this scene, and hoarsely supported the sword and said to Mei Huazhou next to him: "Sovereign... what is this? Is this here to save us?"

As her words fell, a redbud vine with three tender leaves on the top stretched out softly, and also lifted her loincloth, and quickly retracted and brought it towards the oasis.

Mei Huazhou's breathing had stopped, and everyone knelt down on the spot and watched the scene in front of them blooming like spring flowers.

There were subtle ripples in the air, and countless vines with various leaves and flowers protruded out of the sky, with the unique spirituality of plants, one by one avoided the wounds on their bodies, and gently moved Everyone pulled back to the oasis with a gesture of package and accommodation.

Rumbling, the pattering rain fell down densely like cow hair, falling on the top of the head