I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

The three of them turned around suddenly, and saw the magic breath coming from all directions at the other end of the path that was originally empty, converging into a purple-black cocoon.

"Crack, click."

A crack broke out from the top of the eggshell-like cocoon, and the fragments fell, revealing a human face from the dark interior.

With facial features similar to He Lianjue's, sharp eyebrows and eyes, he is clearly the former Demon Lord - Helian Wushe!

And behind him, there are two people who are tightly wrapped by the magic breath.With their eyes closed, He Tiantian and Chunyuyan, who fell into a coma, were suspended in the air and lost consciousness.

No, He Tiantian is a Taoist cultivator after all, and the magic breath is no better than the power of the sun that he derived. Long-term contact will make the Taoist heart dust.

Fang Qinghong frowned: "What did you do to them?"

"It's nothing, I just fainted." Helian Wushe raised his eyebrows at them with his hands behind his back: "However, it won't be certain in the future."

He Lianjue said in a deep voice, "You want to exchange them for magic soldiers?"

Jiang Jinghong then asked back: "Helian Wushe, do you think they have this value?"

"I don't care about your thoughts, at least one of you—"

Helian Wushe had the winning ticket in his hands, he glanced at the young man who had been silent all this time, and sneered arrogantly: "Very shaken, after all, even my daughter, who is hopeless and has nothing to do with you, wants to The boy who came all the way to rescue him, let alone someone from his own sect."

He Lianjue's hands behind his back were clenched suddenly, as if his heart had been stabbed by something sharp and thin, and it hurt for a moment.

She and Jiang Jinghong looked at Fang Qinghong together.

"I was careless. I thought we were the only ones who woke up."

The young man said slowly: "You can come here, you must have seen the dream of the warrior master. I don't want to be an enemy of the Demon Realm, hatred will only interfere with people's correct judgment. From the root cause, everyone wants to change their destiny , as long as you have a request in this regard, it is not impossible for us to cooperate."

Fang Qinghong looked at him, "You let him go first, don't do anything irreversible."

Helian Wushe laughed out loud as if hearing some joke.

Then he raised his hand provocatively, and a magic breath condensed into a needle at the fingertips, stabbing the unconscious He Tiantian's neck.

"It's useless, he doesn't care about these at all." He Lianjue whispered.

"Then what is he looking at?" Fang Qinghong asked.

"How? Do you need to argue further?" Helian Wu'she flicked his fingers, the needle pierced the fair skin, and the blood flowed down the curve.

He Tiantian who was in a coma frowned.

Fang Qinghong and Jiang Jinghong glanced at each other quickly, and He Lianjue realized something instantly after meeting their simultaneous gazes, and then sighed as if in compromise.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Jinghong shouted to Helian Wushe: "Even if you take six pieces of magic weapons, without the Jiang family's secret spell, you can't open the barrier. Go over there, we will hand over people with one hand and barter with the other. "

Helian Wushe didn't move, squinting his eyes to look at him, as if evaluating the credibility of his words.After a while, he said, "Tell me the secret mantra."

Jiang Jinghong replied quickly: "Then you should kill him."

The sharp needle pierced Chunyuyan's skin, Helian Wushe saw that Jiang Jinghong was indifferent, said: "I don't trust you."

Jiang Jinghong snorted and said, "How can you trust me when you're with me? After getting the magic soldiers, killing us all with your backhand is in line with your character."

Fang Qinghong added: "Since that's the case, why don't you let Brother Jiang save some means so that the green hills will not worry about no firewood, and I will kill you for revenge in the future."

Helian Wushe stared at them again for a while.

This time, even if he stabbed the sharp needle deeper, the three of them didn't show any flaws on their faces, as if they were determined.

"Go." Finally, he said.

Counting He Tiantian and Chunyuyan, who were unknown about their personnel, the six of them continued on their way.After a while, he walked out of the bushes and came to the central area of ​​the dense forest.

The bushes seem to have consciously stopped growing forward, forming a neat circular lawn on the open space.In the middle of the lawn stands a dilapidated tower, and the altar is at the end of the stone steps.

And at the border between the lawn and the bushes, there are nine stone pillars arranged in an orderly manner.

Each one is carved with different totem patterns, which are the same as Fang Qinghong's Dream of Three Lives in Chiyou, and the murals in the East China Sea.He quickly compared these with the Nine Witches.

The pagoda faces on both sides of the steps are carved with prehistoric animals and some totems of the daily life of the Jiuli people.

Standing at the junction, Jiang Jinghong raised his hand to touch it, and the originally invisible barrier suddenly lit up, emitting a hazy yellowish halo.

Helian Wushe urged: "Hand it over!"

Jiang Jinghong calmed down: "Don't worry."

Then, before Helian Wushe found trouble for the hostages, he summoned six magic soldiers.Five of them, arranged against the five elements, hang upside down on the edge of the barrier, and the ten-direction Nirvana sword hangs on the dome of the barrier, the most central position.

Helian Wushe couldn't get the magic weapon, so he turned his head and asked coldly, "What kind of tricks are you playing?"

Jiang Jinghong retorted: "This enchantment is an ancient witchcraft, not the current formation. You can enter and exit freely with only tokens. If you want to enter, you can only destroy it. Be quiet and don't disturb me."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, and kept changing the posture of his hands.

Poor Helian Wushe, a dignified generation of demon king, has dominated the situation for thousands of years, but now because he can't figure out the way out, he can only let it go and swallow his anger.

At the same time, Fang Qinghong and He Lianjue looked at each other, and when the ground began to shake and the barrier was crumbling, they asked Helian Wu's forgiveness to let them go.

The latter's mind was completely out of this, his pupils reflected the altar that was close at hand, his breathing gradually became heavy, and there was no boundless storm in his eyes.

After the barrier shook for a while, it began to crack.Helian Wushe urged anxiously: "Where is the magic soldier, give it to me quickly!"

Jiang Jinghong closed his eyes indifferently.

When the barrier finally broke through a hole that could only be drilled by a single person, Helian Wushe became excited uncontrollably.But then, the hole began to shrink again.

He turned around and asked sternly, "You don't want their lives?!"

The young man in white finally opened his eyes, and said with a smile, "Go quickly, former Lord Helian, you have limited strength, and you can't last long. If you don't go in, it will close again."

At the same time, Fang Qinghong and He Lianjue joined forces to attack him.

Seeing that the barrier was about to close, Helian Wushe couldn't bear the entanglement between the two, so he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "What a dog."

Then, using the hostages as a shield to block their attacks, they rushed into the barrier before the hole closed.

Fang Qinghong quickly withdrew his moves, one in each hand, and flew back to the ground while holding the person by the back collar.

He Lianjue's eyes had been locked on Helian Wushe, watching him rushing up the stone steps regardless, suddenly his heart moved, and his heart was blessed.

Hastily shouted: "Quickly open the enchantment, I know what he is doing here!"

This time the enchantment was opened very fast, Jiang Jinghong removed the enchantment without raising his hand to pretend to be a dance master.

The three rushed towards Helian Wushe impatiently.

Fang Qinghong asked: "What exactly does he want to do?"

He Lianjue spoke quickly and anxiously: "He wants to use the power of the six magic soldiers to attack the laws of heaven and summon the ancient dead to the present world."

In such a serious situation, Jiang Jinghong still has the time to help her add: "The magic weapon is a fairy weapon cast by the wilderness, and it is not the same as the ones produced by later generations, let alone forged by the master of the army."

"If their power can be brought out to the maximum, it can indeed temporarily interfere with the operation of the five elements' spiritual power, thereby piercing through the passage between heaven and earth, and turning time back."

He kept talking without being startling, and watched Fang Qinghong's face change from blue to purple and purple to black with great interest.

"What does he want to resurrect...?" The young man opened his mouth.

"That's right, Chi You, the leader of the army. Besides that, he should also want to—" He Lianjue turned his head, fixed his eyes on Fang Qinghong: "Resurrect Immortal Monarch Daoyan."

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ha? ?

Fang Qinghong was tongue-tied: "Why, why?"

Isn't Master Daoyan his enemy?

And as far as Helian Wu'she himself said, he made a surprise attack on Master Daoyan, which caused her to fall? !

At the beginning, he tried every means to murder her, and now he tried every means to bring her back to life. What was he trying to do? ?

Also, people who die are dead.Especially for a soldier who commits a felony like this, all subsequent generations will be congenitally deficient because of him, and the rest of the world will suffer forever, not to mention him himself, who died as early as the end of the prehistoric era.

Therefore, Helian Wushe could only bring Chi You into the present world before he launched the battle for the deer.To change the time course at will is to trample on the laws of heaven, and will be punished with the most severe punishment.

Not to mention how people from the past would be punished by heaven when they came to the present world, the chain reaction triggered by the Lord of Light's coming to the present world may not be able to bear it!

Helian Wushe is really an extremely selfish person, as long as he can achieve his goal, he doesn't care about the flood behind him.

Fang Qinghong raised his right hand, threw Chunyuyan to Jiang Jinghong, then adjusted his posture, put He Tiantian on his back, and ran up the stone steps.

"By the way, does he know how to go back in time?!" he yelled.

Their movement alarmed Helian Wushe, who glared at them viciously, and stepped even faster.

The ancient sacrificial place is sacred and cannot be desecrated, so no one can fly to escape here, and must walk to the altar.

The other party is the king of the Mahayana, and his speed has not slowed down at all. Seeing that the distance cannot be shortened, Fang Qinghong gritted his teeth and thought to himself: A dead horse is treated like a living horse doctor, I don't know if it will work here.

He took out a black jade scale from the Qiankun bag, and poured spiritual power into it regardless of the cost.

The success of this kind of secret technique transmitted by means of media is generally based on the mutual induction between the two parties.The greater the power, the stronger the induction, and the opponent's spiritual power can echo with him, thus crossing the space.

Not long after, the situation in the sky changed, and a hole suddenly opened in midair.The figure that fell out of it, before it could stop in the air, was slammed down on the steps in front by an inexplicable force.

The Heijiao King, the majestic overlord of the domain, fell so badly that he lost all face, and the first thing he did when he stood up was to settle accounts with Fang Qinghong in a rage: "Stinky boy, where did you get me? The power of the five elements is so chaotic, you dare to open a space channel to summon me, you want to kill... huh?"

How could Fang Qinghong have time to listen to him jumping, pointing behind him and said urgently: "Hurry up, don't let him go up!"

Black Flood Dragon King: ...

The three pairs of eyes below stared straight at him, as if they were saying that they had seen everything that happened just now.

He quickly turned around and took a closer look.

Yo, isn't this the one who was rumored to sneak up on Dao Yan?The raging anger was ignited, and he chased after him with gritted teeth: "It's you, the bastard who killed Dao Yan with dirty tricks, I want you to pay for your life!"

The place where the Black Jiao King fell was close to Helian Wushe, both Mahayana kings with similar realms, and the latter lost an incarnation earlier, so the main body was still somewhat affected.

As this ebbs and flows, the distance between the two slowly narrows.

Helian Wushe had a gloomy face, of course he heard the other party's scolding, since he stood firm, no one dared to offend him like this.How could this old snake spirit be reasonable!

He turned his head immediately, and his sentences were heart-pounding: "She died in the hands of this seat after all, can you change the result?"

The black dragon king's handsome face was almost contorted with anger, and he also felt that since he was born, he had never wanted to scratch a person so strongly.Although there is power to suppress the high tower and cannot use spiritual power, but he is a prehistoric alien race, so there is no other way?

Raising his hand, biting his finger, and swiping forward, the scattered blood beads turned into a few small snakes as if consciously, and flew towards Helian Wushe.

Seeing this, Helian Wushe's complexion changed slightly.Then, he slowly laughed out loud.

He said: "How can such a small skill stop me?"

So in front of everyone, he swiped his right hand and cut his left wrist, causing blood to flow down.The blood did not flow down the steps, nor did it spread out, but solidified into a human shape.

The blood man's facial features gradually became clear until he completely turned into the appearance of Helian Wushe.

The expression of the Black Flood Dragon King suddenly changed: "This... the secret art of blood! Where did you learn it from?!"

The three people in the back were stunned, no wonder his avatar outside the body could be fake, and his strength was impressive.It turned out to be a bloodline secret technique that was passed down among alien races in ancient times.

Helian Wushe sneered, and let the little snake released by the Black Jiao King entangle with his avatar, while the real body continued to climb up.

At this moment, he was only one step away from the altar.

In the enchantment where everything is still, a breeze suddenly blows.The bangs on Fang Qinghong's forehead were blown, revealing a smooth forehead.

The moment Helian Wushe climbed the tower, the blood that had solidified on the altar floor began to glow.

Helian Wushe stared at his feet with shock in his eyes: "This is...!"

Due to the angle of view, the people below couldn't see the situation above, and could only see Helian Wushe's back suddenly froze.

Without waiting for their reaction, Hui Xuejian, who originally lived in He Tiantian's dantian, ran out by himself.Hanging in the air, there were bursts of humming.

Immediately afterwards, the altar was filled with light, and brilliant golden brilliance fell down.Like the embers of the sun, lighting up the vast eternal night.

A figure in white clothes gradually appeared, with a youthful and beautiful face, and a flying expression between her eyebrows and eyes, all of which showed that she was a beautiful woman who could move people's hearts.

Fang Qinghong stared blankly at her, this person was [-]% similar to his master Daoyi Xianjun in appearance.

The woman lowered her head, her eyes lit up when she saw the Black Flood Dragon Queen, and she called out happily: "Aww!"

The Black Flood Dragon King was dumbfounded: "Boss, boss?!"

Fang Qinghong:?

The rest: ?

The Black Flood Dragon King couldn't help but pinch himself. After confirming that it wasn't a dream, his eyes were instantly wet with tears, and he let out a whimpering sound.

Fang Qinghong: ...?

The rest: ? ? ?

The scene of the macho man crying is really hard to describe in words, Fang Qinghong twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking how old you are, I didn't expect you to be such an old dragon.

The Black Flood Dragon King ran up to the altar in three steps at a time, weeping and denouncing: "The one who promised to save me face in front of outsiders, I am now the overlord of the East China Sea anyway, can I stop being called by a nickname? ?”

"Yo, I'm shy." The woman giggled: "Okay, okay, don't cry, don't be ashamed, you still despise your nickname, I don't even want to recognize you as a little brother."

Fang Qinghong glanced over the clothes on her body, fixed on the unique lotus flower pattern on the corner of the robe, and blurted out: "Patriarch Daoyan?!"