Xianzun is collapsing every day

Ye Tingjiang is usually a retreat-loving temperament, and doesn't have much contact with other monks.At this moment, he looked at the female cultivator in pink and suddenly felt familiar, but he really couldn't remember who she was.

"Qin Xiu, you are still a beautiful Qin Xiu." Mu Chuihan sighed, "How can I forget this?"

It's a pity that he didn't even see him at all.

Ye Tingjiang kept thinking about the appearance of Qin Xiu who he had socialized with, but it is a pity that they only appear in other people's memories like phantoms, and they can only be confined to that square inch. Except for the glimpse just now, they can no longer See the face of this nun.

Jiao Weiqin floated in the air, and the music of the piano was passionate, trying to restrain the huge monster in front of her.Jiuying twisted the snake's body and let out a roar, the cry was sharp, like a baby crying.

Mu Chuihan couldn't help but glanced at the child in his arms, he was still crying loudly with his mouth open, his crying blended with Jiuying's cry, and for a moment he couldn't distinguish the source of the sound.

"Jie, array." The pink-clothed female cultivator fought against Jiuying with all her strength, and had no time to turn back, so she could only repeat the order word by word.And a monk behind her gritted her teeth, and a faint spiritual light flashed on the magic weapon, but it was already at the end of its strength, and it was really impossible for one person to form a trapped formation.

The companion beside him looked at him, then at the screaming Jiuying and the female cultivator, suddenly pulled his shoulders, and said softly: "Go."

As soon as Jiuying raised the snake's head, the water column divided into thousands of sword lights, stabbing towards them.

The female cultivator in pink plucked the strings with extremely fast fingering, and the water jets on both sides turned and pierced Jiuying back under the sound of the piano.The music became more and more intense, and with the sound of "Zheng", the seven strings were broken, but half of the water swords pierced her heart.

She rose horizontally, and the water sword exploded on the cliff. The thousand-year-old paulownia wood on the body of the piano was split in half by the water sword.And the few monks behind her looked at the spray in the sky, and hurriedly used their spiritual weapons to escape towards the mountain.

Only the young monk who was trying to form an formation at the beginning looked back and called again: "Master!"

His eyes looked like he couldn't bear it, but when he turned around, he saw Jiuying opened his huge mouth, as if he wanted to swallow him in one gulp.After all, he was too frightened to stay any longer, and fled in the direction of his fellow disciples.

Jiao Weiqin was broken, but Jiuying didn't show any intention of stopping at all, he opened his mouth to show his fangs, and it was another water sword.The female cultivator used her spiritual power to condense a wide shield to resist the water sword, but under Jiuying's cries, the water sword pierced the long shield bit by bit until it sank into the female cultivator's chest.

"I see." Mu Chuihan slightly shook his head.The female cultivator seemed to have died in this battle. Thinking carefully about what happened in the imperial city and this scene, it made perfect sense.

The female cultivator came to rescue the disciple in the sect, but the disciple in the sect abandoned her.

They rescued the people in the imperial city, but the people rushed out of the city gate.

He now understands the painstaking arrangements made by the person behind the scenes. The person originally wanted them to experience the state of mind of a female cultivator who was about to die and was betrayed.

"His behavior will give me an illusion." Mu Chuihan frowned, "It's as if I betrayed this female nun back then. I thought it would be better to do this kind of thing to the monk who just escaped."

"Maybe they're not here anymore." Ye Tingjiang had been thinking about it since just now, and finally spoke up now.

The female cultivator fell to her knees powerlessly, and Jiuying curled up and hovered over the mountain peak, submerging her body with water little by little.

Just when Mu Chuihan thought that the play was about to end, a few flashes of light suddenly appeared in the clouds outside the mountain.The head monk looked like a man, shouting indistinct notes from a distance.

In a trance, the mountains and layers of clouds disappeared, and they were still in the fire, still in the deserted imperial city.

"Lenglu?" Mu Chuihan whispered a person's name.

It was the first time he knew that Leng Xun was the sick and weak male cultivator that Mingzheng talked about when Yunze was drinking.According to what Mingzheng and Ye Tingjiang said at the time, Zhufenglou suffered heavy casualties in the Jiuying Rebellion a hundred years ago, and Leng Xai's wife also fell.

It is said that the vitality of the Zhufeng Tower was severely injured, and the few monks who were lucky enough to escape a hundred years ago also had unfavorable years and were entangled in catastrophe, and soon all died in Huangquan.

Mu Chuihan didn't think of Zhufenglou, after all, he knew very little about the people in the world of cultivating immortals, and only the celebrities in the script could impress him deeply.But just now Ye Tingjiang said "they are no longer here", so Mu Chuihan couldn't help but connect the surviving monks in the Wind Building with these few monks who fled alone on the top of the mountain.

It seems that it's not a bad year, the death of those monks is Leng Xiang's premeditated revenge.

"It's him." Ye Tingjiang said firmly.The scene just now made him gradually recall what he saw when he attended the wedding banquet between Leng Li and his wife. At the wedding banquet, the beautiful bride gradually overlapped with the side profile of the pink-clothed nun.

The female Xiu Xiu is the head of the Wind Building, and the last male Xiu they saw in the illusion must be Leng Xiang.And now, Leng Shui noticed their actions, and the dream-inducing technique failed, and they were forced to leave the illusion.

"It's not because his wife is dead, he wants to die with the world of cultivating immortals, right?" Mu Chuihan was stunned: "In that case, I can understand how he dared to release Jiuying."

"Xianjun," Mu Chuihan laughed, and looked at Ye Tingjiang: "If I die, will you do the same?"

Although this is an affectionate story in the storybook, it is not so good-looking when it actually happened.Mu Chuihan asked himself, even if Ye Tingjiang suffered the same experience as this female cultivator, he would not be able to be so crazy.

"Don't say such unlucky things." Ye Tingjiang glanced back at him lightly: "You won't die."

"Okay. Then let's get out of here quickly." Mu Chuihan said, "If I'm burned by this fire for a while, I should really be turned into a bone."

"Yes." Ye listened to Jiang's answer, and looked down at the crying child in Mu Chuihan's arms.

"Oh, by the way, I can't take him away." Mu Chuihan looked at the face that looked like Lin Xu, and finally adjusted the swaddle.

Then, as soon as he let go, the baby fell straight to the ground, engulfed in flames.

But Ye Tingjiang wasn't surprised at all, he just stared at the direction of the child's whereabouts.

Under the watchful eyes of the two of them, the red swaddle was instantly burned by the fire, but the baby's tender body was not damaged at all. Instead, it stretched its hands and feet in the fire, like Lin Xu's face twisted, and the evil spirit enveloped the imperial city .

The baby's hands and feet like lotus roots gradually contracted, but its body elongated inexplicably, and finally turned into the same color as the fire, with scales as hard as iron.

Its body grew into a fiery red snake body, and eight ferocious snake heads grew out of the snake body.Four of them are as eerie red as a snake's body, while the other ones generally glow with a faint blue light.

Generally fire, generally water.It was the first time they saw the appearance of the nine infants merging, the bodies that had been divided by the ancient monks merged together inexplicably.

It screamed, and the cry was the same as when it was a baby, and every sound heralded the coming of disaster.

Mu Chuihan and Ye Tingjiang didn't notice anything strange about this child at first.But later, all the people in the imperial city were driven to flee to the city gate by Leng Shang's spell, and Mrs. Lin was no exception.Only this child stayed in Mu Chuihan's arms peacefully, except for crying, there was nothing abnormal.

Although Mu Chuihan didn't think that a small child would have the ability to crawl towards the gate of the city, it was impossible for Leng Lai to let such a child go alone. Therefore, when he didn't show any desire to escape, Mu Chuihan Han Bian noticed something was wrong.

Until Ye Tingjiang used the dream-inducing technique to invade Leng Xun's memory, the child also appeared in the illusion together with them.The baby's cry and Jiuying's cry merged into one, which made Mu Chuihan confirm this fact.

What Mrs. Lin wanted them to save was not an innocent newborn child, but the incarnation of Jiuying, the instigator of the country's disaster.

The so-called continuous crying is not crying for the fate of the country; it is because of this crying that disasters befall the human kingdom. Mrs. Lin, and they, did not realize this inverted cause and effect at the beginning.

"Eight heads?" Mu Chuihan smiled mockingly, "Leng Xiang thinks highly of us too."

Although he didn't know what kind of conspiracy Leng Xiang had outside the imperial city, there was no doubt that all the remaining monks that Leng Xiang needed to restrain there.Would he actually disperse most of Jiuying's strength to deal with them?

Jiuying was furious, and the temperature around them accelerated in an instant, like being in a steam oven.

The other four sprayed countless water jets, but unfortunately, the water didn't lower the temperature at all, but made the imperial city double hotter.

Ye Tingjiang split the house in front of him with a sword, cutting a temporarily passable path through the fire and evil water.He led Mu Chuihan and ran towards the gate of the city quickly.

Mu Chuanhan, on the other hand, faced Jiuying and cut off its attack with spiritual power.The two cooperated with each other, and they ran to the gate of the city in a short time.

"Run if you can't fight." Mu Chuihan laughed: "Xianjun, when did you learn such a roundabout tactic?"

Ye Tingjiang glanced at him and didn't speak, but his meaning was very clear.Where did he understand it, Mu Chuihan should be very clear.

"Gambling or not?" Mu Chuihan didn't believe that the way of life was outside the city gate, but many adventures before told him that the way of life was the way of death.Especially in the face of someone behind the scenes like Leng Xiang, he always likes to play some mysterious tricks.

"Of course." Ye Tingjiang didn't hesitate, and continued to lead Mu Chuihan towards the gate of the city.Seeing that they were about to leave the city, Jiuying chased them at a significantly faster speed.

Mu Chuihan turned around and swung his sword, the aura only forced Jiuying to seven inches away.Jiuying bent over and dodged to the side, the tail of the snake kicked up blackened dust on the ground.

"It doesn't want us to leave." Mu Chuihan saw Jiuying's intentions: "It looks very anxious."

Ye Tingjiang Xin understood, and the Lingjian turned into a hook and lock, and put it on the position where Jiuying's eight heads were open.

Jiuying shook his head to avoid it, but Mu Chuihan's spirit sword turned into a phantom, surrounding the eight heads, as if he was waiting for Jiuying to throw himself into a trap.

"Go." Mu Chuihan urged Ye Tingjiang.

Jiuying didn't want them to go, there must be a reason.And the more Jiu Ying thought about it, the more Mu Chuihan wanted to leave.Moreover, the more you have to take Jiuying with you.

Ye Tingjiang took one last look at Mu Chuihan, and without hesitation, he ran forward a few steps and stepped out of the city.

They all knew that there was a teleportation formation outside the city gate, but they didn't know the destination.

Ye Ting Jiang Fu disappeared without a trace as soon as he stepped out of the city gate.Only the hook and lock tightly attached to Jiuying's body still pulled Jiuying towards the outside of the city.

Jiuying spewed out flames, trying to burn the ropes that held it back, and froze in place.

However, at this time, Mu Chuihan pulled out his sword from behind it, and the light of the sword gradually changed from a light silver brilliance to a dazzling gold.The four heads turned to try to block the way with the flood, but the sword light was not afraid at all, and the golden radiance reflected the transparent water into a golden river.

Jiuying felt the power of a human monk for the first time, and was distracted for a while, and the hook and lock pulled it out of the city.

And Mu Chuihan's sword pressed tightly behind it, and his whole body passed through the freezing water column, followed by Jiuying, and also disappeared outside the city.

The weather was calm and there was only a ruined city left.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-04-0623:30:30~2021-04-0723:48:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines:, 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: ink tea. 1 bottle;

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