Xianjun!Keep the fish under the sword!

In the thousand stream pool, the stream surges.

Pei Yan could feel the increasingly intense tremors in the Qiankun decoration, as if the demon sword was about to break free.At the same time, the huge Jiaokou in front of him opened, eager to swallow him in one gulp, and the powerful monster power around him suppressed him so that he couldn't move...

Outside the water wall, the figure of the demon king An Ji appeared in the water stream in an instant, a few meters away from Pei Yan, he could see the stream water surging around him.

He came to get the demon sword.

The whole body was numb with pain, unable to hide, nowhere to hide, Pei Yan's expression was as cold as his, knowing that the moment the demon sword appeared, he would take it away instantly.

But I don't know it's just an illusion. In addition to the coldness and determination in the eyes of the demon king Anji, there is also a hint of vigilance.

next moment.

The white flood dragon that opened its mouth to bite him suddenly shrank its red-gold pupils and turned blood-colored, and suddenly flung its half-open mouth... The white shadow was as fast as lightning, and suddenly rushed towards the demon king An Ji in the water. over!

Pei Yan had never seen such a swift speed before, accompanied by a powerful and intimidating monster power, it turned into an afterimage in the water, almost the moment Pei Yan realized it, it had bitten and pounced on——

The figure of the demon king An Ji reappeared outside the water stream in an instant, looking into the water stream expressionlessly through the thin water wall.

The white flood slammed into the air, but it didn't stop. It slammed into the water wall in front of the demon king Dark Ji again and again, screaming silently, and its sharp claws continued to grab the demon king Dark Ji until it fell on the water wall. Scratch blood.

Pei Yan was stunned in place.

Seeing the demon king whose face was cold and calm at first, his eyes became more and more gloomy and cold.

At this moment, the white flood dragon not far away from him in the water had already turned all his violent aura towards the demon king outside the water wall - just because he entered the water stream, the white flood dragon noticed his aura.

Then it went berserk, the huge flood dragon shadow kept roaring and charging at the demon king Anji outside the water wall, it seemed crazy, and it didn't stop at all.

Pei Yan froze for a moment, then seized the opportunity to condense the remaining monster power and hit it.

This Jiao must have been imprisoned in the water here by the demon king Anji, so he hates the demon king more than himself.But if there is no demon king Dark Thistle to attract its attention, it will definitely rush to bite and crush itself as before, and then it will be in danger.

The demon king Anji was clearly aware of this too. Seeing Pei Yan's movements, the dark red and black figure immediately receded and disappeared in an instant.

Before Pei Yan's monster power arrived, Bai Jiao had slowly turned his head to look at him.

The blood all over his body congealed unexpectedly, Pei Yan was once again locked by its huge pupils, and his whole body felt cold.

A kind of... the coolness of dying spreads from the chest.

Never has it been so real and close.

This is the fear and hopelessness that people instinctively produce under the huge power gap.

When Bai Jiao opened his mouth again and rushed towards him, Pei Yan was so intimidated by its huge blood-colored pupils that he even forgot to hide.

The bloody smell rushed to the face through the surging stream, and the Jiaokou was very close.

But suddenly, his forehead was hot, and an extremely faint silver light broke through the stream and shot straight at the white dragon in front of him.

The dense and powerful fairy power circulated.

Bai Jiao opened his eyes, and was stabbed in the forehead in an instant, the body of the dragon vibrated, and it seemed to be severely damaged. He roared and used all his monster power to force out the silver needle that had pierced half of it——

This is... the soul-breaking needle that Luo Hanzhou put into his altar.

Pei Yan was stunned at the same spot, seeing the white flood in front of him retreating into the distance, hissing and roaring incessantly... and suddenly woke up again, Xia Shun anxiously wanted to take this opportunity to strike it!

It's just that before he got close, his whole body was shocked again.

The Yaodao Wanjie suddenly broke through the shackles of the inner realm of the universe amidst the roars of the white flood dragon condensed with demon power, and suddenly flew towards the dantian of the white flood dragon in front of him.

It also brought out many pills from Pei Yan's Qiankun ink hairpin, and rolled them into Baijiao's stomach.

The Demon Sword Myriad Tribulations changed hands in an instant.

Pei Yan was startled and wanted to back away, but Bai Jiao, who was blessed with the demonic power of the demon sword, forced out the silver needle piercing his forehead in an instant.

Pei Yan lost a lot of blood, and his eyes flickered for a while.In the next moment, a more brutal and violent bloody aura surged close to him, completely covering him.

Immediately unable to move.

The smell of blood rushed into his nose.

Pei Yan vaguely saw his weaker and weaker body, and the light golden mermaid tail had also been forced to appear, floating weakly in the water.In the next moment, a strong suction came from the mouth of the stinking dragon, which wrapped his whole body tightly, and he couldn't break free at all.

Pei Yan watched helplessly as he was sucked into the bloody, rotten, dark and boundless abyss.

Beyond the stream, in a dark place far away.

Youyou, a monster in dark red blood dragon scale armor, looked at the scene in front of him coldly, with blood-colored eyes staring at the white flood dragon that turned around in Qianjian Pond and swam back to the depths of the abyss.

A gleam of tenderness slowly emerged in the eyes of the demon king An Ji: "Since I have obtained the demon sword, I will enter your dantian to get it after three days... Axue will keep it for my brother for three days."

Within three days, the artifact is fused into the inner element, even if it cannot be forcibly peeled off, it is time to show up as the savior.

At that time, there is no need to peel it off, and there is no way to absorb the divine power...

There was a chill in the demon king Anji's dark and prey eyes, and it didn't take long to cover all the tenderness.Only the bottomless coldness and gloom swirled leisurely in the bottom of his eyes, and then sank.

The fairy mountains are misty, and the clouds are steaming.

On the top of Yusui Peak, Jifeng Mountain in the east of Luofu, there is a piece of emerald green, and the blue bamboo buildings are surrounded by slender vines and long fences, reflecting in a small bamboo forest on the left and right, which is ancient, strong and flexible.

In the distance, there are fairy birds and strange beasts singing, and from time to time they sound together with the rustling wind, and then gradually fade away. Only the smoky sunlight is scattered in the small courtyard of the bamboo forest, and there is a mottled and vast tranquility.

In front of the bamboo building in the fenced courtyard, under a peach tree beyond the reach of three people, an immortal in white was sitting at the stone table under the tree, silently looking at a small white porcelain bowl in the middle of the stone table.

The white and tender tofu in the bowl is half submerged in the mixed white soup. The tofu is sprinkled with green shallots and white minced garlic, with some small shrimps and minced bamboo shoots.

The long hair like flowing ink hangs down on the chest. Occasionally, one or two petals of the peach blossom blooming above the stone table will fall, falling on the hair and clothes of the immortal sitting under the tree, or on the dark, cold and hard stone in front of the immortal. on the table.But it is difficult to fall into the small white porcelain bowl in the middle of the stone table.

When the mountain wind blows, the soup in the bowl is slightly rippling.Sitting quietly at the stone table, the immortal stared at the bowl without moving.

Let the wind rustle, bamboo leaves and peach blossoms flutter down, his face is always calm and silent.

The sun is scattered and the mountain wind is blowing.

I don't know how long it took, watching the soup water rippling next to the tender white tofu in the bowl, my eyes suddenly floated.

Countless thoughts seemed to surge up, and ripples rippled in the eyes of the immortals.

Like thinking, like madness, if thinking.

In front of the bamboo building shaded by verdant greenery, there was a sudden turmoil, and piles of dead peach blossom leaves were blown up by the wind and then fell one after another.

"Hanzhou." Behind the bamboo building, Ling Chenzi's voice suddenly came from the Lianhua Cave in the back mountain.

The immortal's eyes gradually woke up again, and the brows were quiet and silent.He lowered his eyes and glanced at the bean curd on the stone table again, then turned into a stream of light and headed towards the back mountain.

As soon as the immortal left, a figure galloped over the bamboo forest.

"Little Martial Uncle? Like a breakthrough in the realm, how to understand the sword intent from the extremes of the earth to the celestial pole? Little Martial Uncle..." Jun Huaiyuan came with his sword, and shouted to the bamboo building in the fenced courtyard on Yusui Peak from afar Said: "Brother by the way, he developed the Wangchen Pill, which can make people forget the past for a while. I didn't mean to ask my uncle not to think about Wuyuan, but I just asked my uncle if he wanted to try it..."

No one was seen in front of the bamboo building, Jun Huaiyuan put away the fairy sword on the ground, and walked to the thick stone table under the peach tree in the fenced courtyard.

"Tofu flower?" Jun Huaiyuan called the little master twice again, but when no one came, he lowered his eyes to the bowl of tofu flower filled with green onion and garlic on the stone table.

"Little Martial Uncle never eats onions and garlic. Which of the peak's ignorant disciples sent this to Martial Uncle?"

After Jun Huaiyuan finished speaking, he sat down in front of the stone table: "Forget it, my uncle's wounds are still unhealed, so don't touch him on such trivial matters." He said as he took the tofu flower on the stone table He ate three bites at a time.

"It's so cold, is this tofu flower still chilled? But the taste is still a bit weird..."

Not long.After listening to Ling Chenzi's teaching, the immortal in white came back from the Lianhua Cave... and saw that the small white porcelain bowl on the stone table was empty.

The immortal breath floating in the air is no stranger to him, the immortal's eyes that have been depressed for a long time are sharp, and his voice is extremely angry: "Jun Huaiyuan—"

In an instant, there were several peaks one after another, and almost the entire Luofu Mountain heard the angry shouts of the immortals.

With a pale face, Jun Huaiyuan suddenly raised his head, hurried out of the hut, and rushed over with his sword. "What's your order, little uncle?"

In the fenced courtyard, the immortal in white stood in front of the stone table and asked Jun Huaiyuan coldly, "Where's the tofu flower in the bowl?"

"Ah?" Jun Huaiyuan looked at the empty bowl on the stone table and then at the immortal in front of him: "That bowl of salted tofu flower? Don't you eat salted tofu flower, little uncle? Besides, there are so many green onions and garlic in it... I will eat it for you, little uncle...but the tofu flower is obviously spoiled, and I can’t eat it even if it is iced. It's... hey? Little uncle, what are you doing with your sword???"

The sword light was cold, and the white-clothed immortal was furious: "Who allowed you to eat it?!"

After all, the sword move has arrived.

Jun Huaiyuan was stunned and then stunned, and then he came back to his senses in an instant, and he had no time to reply, he just ran away desperately in the fierce sword strokes, and finally flew out of Yusha Peak with his sword in embarrassment.

The disciples from other peaks sighed slightly when they heard the screams on Yusha Peak.

Guchen Xianjun, a disciple of the Elder Hushan, said that he had found a beautiful demon to be his Taoist partner, and he would bring him back to the mountain to live and live together when he returned from Zhongzhou Island. Unexpectedly, something happened. Back to Luofu Mountain with Guchen Xianjun as the elders said.

Therefore, all the disciples in Luofu Mountain knew that the uncle who was under the Hushan Elder's sect was dumped by the Taoist companion, whether the other party was a demon or a male demon.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should be shocked that Guchen Xianjun, who is known as the executioner of demons, would find a male demon to be his Taoist partner, or that the demon would dare to unilaterally abandon this demon and evil star uncle.

Questions from Luofu Mountain: Is this monster... not afraid of death?

Whether it is being a Taoist couple with Guchen Xianjun, or daring to abandon Guchen Xianjun from beginning to end, to Yao, it is clearly an act that is not afraid of death.

For a moment, everyone was curious about the best student of the Six Realms Academy, the Seventh Prince of the Demon Realm, His Royal Highness Yu Lingjun Wuyuan.I heard that the evil face is harmful to the world, and the appearance is beautiful, but I don't know if it is true or not.

However, based on the extremely gloomy and unpredictable temperament of the evil star uncle on Yusha Peak since his return, we can vaguely see one or two of them.

In the end, love hurts people, even if it is Gusha like this uncle, the emotional ups and downs are unavoidable and strong, and it is not surprising to startle and drink violently occasionally, it is important to understand.

On Mingqing Peak.

When Jun Huaiyuan found Lu Jizhen, he was so wronged that he couldn't get it right: "Isn't it just a bowl of salted bean curd! What do you think little uncle is for him!! I ate it for him, and I had to run to the latrine as a fairy He will chase and beat him all over the yard!"

After inspecting the several sword wounds on his body, Lu Jizhen prepared a pill for him to stop leaking, and then slowly said: "Do you still remember that when he was in the Six Realms Academy, Wuyuan often gave the little uncle his own hands? Make something to eat."

Jun Huaiyuan was very angry: "So what! I didn't expect that Wuyuan would treat the little uncle as a fairy, and finally think that the uncle is a man. What can we do!"

Lu Jizhen: "..."

"I just want to say that the bowl of salted bean curd was probably made by Wuyuan for my junior uncle when he was in the academy."

"..." Jun Huaiyuan turned to look at Lu Jizhen, and fell silent for a while.

For a long time.

"Okay I'm sorry……"

On the stone table in front of the bamboo building, the peach blossoms fall and bloom, open and fall, facing the mountain wind, tossing far and near.

The fairy in white looked at the small white porcelain bowl that was empty, his eyes were light and silent, and suddenly there were few.

Mountain of the Gods, by the wild water, the demon in blue heard what his parents had said, and turned to himself and said, "Then... can I make you a bowl of tofu tomorrow?" with a soft voice.

The next day, he held up the food box in his hand and said to himself brightly, "I made tofu flowers for you~"

With a thought in his mind, even though this bowl of salted bean curd was hard to swallow, he did not throw it away.

Even those little demons who were begging in the Qingcheng Demon Valley were not willing to give.

It has been placed in the Qiankun jade hairpin until today.

There was no sound in the courtyard, and the bamboo leaves rustled in the wind.

The immortal stretched out his hand to caress the small cold white bowl on the stone table, and rubbed his fingers vigorously, as if the warmth in that person's hand was still on the bowl...

When he closed his eyes, his fingers couldn't help trembling slightly, his heart was suddenly tight-suffocated, and the bowl in his hand trembled, extending from under his fingers, splitting an inch-long crack.

"Wu Yuan..." The immortal held the cracked porcelain bowl firmly in his palm, and the immortal called again in a low voice: "Pei Yan..."

Seriously, is it over?

The voice did not come out, but the eyes were already red.

Suddenly, his hands became more forceful, and he gripped the broken porcelain bowl even tighter, until blood gushed out of his palms.

Jun Huaiyuan approached with Yujian, and from a distance, he saw the immortal holding the blade of the bowl, bleeding from his fingers, his heart was suffocated, and when he got down, he saw the immortal in white under the tree suddenly leaned forward, spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened. He stared, and immediately rushed out: "Little Martial Uncle, don't think about Wuyuan anymore! He actually betrayed your friendship for more than five years because you are not a woman but a man, Little Martial Uncle! It's completely stupid! It's blind! It's not worth it at all!" Uncle, you..."

The Zhulian seal on the immortal's forehead suddenly lit up, and a silver light broke out from the Lingtai, and quickly dissipated in midair.

"Soul Breaking Needle..." Opening his eyes, his eyes were startled, and the immortal's eyes suddenly sank.

The soul-breaking needle I gave him...

When the fairy in white got off, he stood up from the stone table with a "shua".

When the soul-breaking needle comes out, his life must be in danger.

In the fenced courtyard, the bamboo leaves blown down by the mountain wind in front of the bamboo building were suddenly covered by frost and froze in the air.

The immortal in white raised his head and looked in the direction facing the southwest of Yusha Peak.

That's where the Extreme Demon Palace is located.

"He's in danger." He murmured softly, and on the Jade Broken Peak, the white shadow immediately turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky.

But when he was about to leave the mountain protection formation, he was stopped by a fairy barrier that suddenly appeared.

"Hanzhou." Ling Chenzi's voice resounded heavily, echoing on Yusha Peak: "Where do you want to go?"

The white shadow stood in mid-air, and his voice was low: "The Demon Palace."

"Why?"

"He's in danger."

The dust lotus gathered in the air, almost covering the sun, Ling Chenzi's figure appeared on the dust lotus, quietly looked at the fairy in front of him, and asked him: "In what capacity?"

The immortal in white raised his head and glanced at Ling Chenzi, then said in silence for a long time, "I must go."

Ling Chenzi stood on top of the dust lotus, his aura fluctuated, and he stared at the immortal in front of him: "If he is willing to come back with you, as a teacher, he is willing to protect a demon for you, even if he is an enemy of the demon world, he will have nothing to say... But this time he has refused you to leave and returned to the Demon Palace, since that is the case, why did you enter the Demon Palace? And why protect him?"

The immortal in mid-air stood there, his clothes and hair fluttering, motionless.After a long time, I just said again: "I must go."

"Hanzhou." The voice was silenced, and Ling Chenzi said coldly: "You went to the Demon Palace to interfere with the affairs of the Demon Realm without his wish, it was all just your wishful thinking. The Immortal Lord Guchen of Luofu Mountain trespassed on the Demon Realm and the Demon Palace , provoked a dispute between the two worlds of immortals and monsters... This matter has spread to the Six Realms, how will Luofu Mountain deal with itself? How should the entire fairy world deal with itself?"

Immortal power has been condensed, immortal breath is clear, the white-clothed immortal looked back at Ling Chenzi, and said in a very slow and deep voice: "The soul-breaking needle I gave him has been broken, his life is in danger, this disciple must go."

Ling Chenzi stood still, staring at him for a long time, then slowly condensed his voice: "If you insist on going your own way and insist on going to the Demon Palace to find the demon, then you can only fight with me, Ling Chenzi, Luofu Mountain, and the entire fairy gate. Break the connection."

The white clothes were hunting in the air.

After a long time, the immortal in white said: "Then cut off the connection."

The sky covered with dust lotus suddenly covered most of Luofu Mountain and the sun that had not yet set on the mountains. Ling Chenzi's breath became more and more ups and downs, and his voice was piercingly cold: "If you want to sever ties with this deity, Luofu Mountain, and the entire fairy world, As a sword fairy, as my teacher, I want you to seal up your cultivation and walk through the lost sword forest, and suffer the punishment of being pierced by thousands of swords!"

The increasingly loud voice resounded through the entire mountain gate, echoing inside and outside the mountain gate, Ling Chenzi said angrily: "Have you thought it through?!"

Mofa danced wildly in the dust that covered the sky and the sun, and the immortal in white looked back at his mentor in front of him, slowly bowed his head, and knelt down.

Kowtowing silently.

After knocking, he said in a low voice: "Disciple has thought clearly."

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