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

The sound of "kill" was like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, smashing Renxiu's unrealistic illusions and igniting the burning flames of the monster clan.

"Kill! Kill!"

In an instant, the sound of echoes resounded through the sky one after another, and the monster army swooped down, and all the places where people gathered were reduced to battlefields.

Yuan Hong, the Grand Elder of the Kunlun Palace, and the Grand Elder of Hehuanzong, who had met once in the Zixia Secret Realm, immediately met the Black Jiao King and prevented Yingzhou Island from attacking like wildfire.

Now everyone is involved in the field depicted by Xianjuan, which is equivalent to being in someone else's home field.Xihuangling and Fuxiqin were restricted, so they were naturally shorter, and the manipulators were a lot lower than others. The situation could be said to be extremely unfavorable.

The Kunlun Palace still remembers the past bad deeds of the Acacia Sect, Yuan Hong turned his head, raised his eyebrows and said: "The wind is dark, and today is not what it used to be. If your Acacia Sect escapes again, it will be a crime of murder. !"

The old man known as Feng Ruhui laughed twice, "Don't worry, I've always been the best at judging the situation. It's you, don't stare at me, be careful of the fight between the snipe and the clam, and let the fisherman profit."

Yuan Hong heard the sound and subconsciously lowered his head to look at Rong Shaowei.The latter had summoned Taiweiyuan's disciples back long before the Yaozu marched, and now his disciples are the most complete.

The Nascent Soul Golden Pills form their own formations to deal with the monster clans of corresponding levels, and the leader of the Golden Pills is obviously his favorite disciple Yan Changfeng.The rest of the tricky ones will be solved by Rong Shaowei and another Supreme Elder.

That's right, Tai Weiyuan's trip also has Void Transformation Realm powers coming, but the same people have different fates, not only does he have no sense of existence in the team, but his status is even worse than Rong Shaowei.

With one move of the Five Bird Fan, a crimson real feather in the middle glowed, and the flames engulfed the sky, burning the two out-of-body monsters who rushed forward into fly ashes.

It can be said that the area around Taiweiyuan is the safest place in Yingzhou Fairy Scroll.

The Black Flood Dragon King was very dissatisfied with the ants challenging him, and was even distracted on the spot. With a flick of his sleeves, Yuan Hong and Feng Ruhui were directly sent flying, and they retreated a few hundred meters before they could stabilize their bodies.The old faces of both of them turned pale, and there was a fishy sweetness in their throats, but they didn't dare to slack off, they gritted their teeth and pressed on again.

He couldn't hold back the Black Flood Dragon King, and the destruction of human cultivators could only happen in a moment of his thought.

On the top of the mountain, near the garden.Liu Menghan, who originally led the disciples here to collect spiritual plants, remained calm in the face of danger, and commanded his brothers to repel wave after wave of attacks from the monster clan.

It's a pity that two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and the opponent's number is far greater than that of human cultivators, and they are also blessed with the magic power of the fairy scroll. Under the ebb and flow of each other, when Liu Menghan and others' real energy are exhausted, they still cannot escape the word of death.

The two distracted elders who had been guarding him all the time showed sorrowful expressions, "Young Palace Master, please save your strength. If... Elder Yuan Hong and I will fight to the death to escort you out!"

Liu Menghan sighed softly, and comforted him: "Menghan thanked the two elders for their kindness first. It's too early to say it before the last moment. But please rest assured, there is no unparalleled road on our side. Power."

He looked at the anxious battle situation in mid-air, and then turned his thoughtful eyes to Gu Peiyuan.

The person involved was not far away from him, and the Kunlun Palace and the Hehuan Sect were wary of each other all the way here. Apart from collecting spiritual plants, Liu Menghan also had another task to keep an eye on him.

Gu Peiyuan dressed as flamboyantly as ever. If the Acacia Sect is full of flowers, then he is the one with the biggest and most colorful blooms.

At the moment of life and death, he was still shaking his fan leisurely, and he was the most calm and relaxed in the audience.

Gu Peiyuan didn't blink at the scene of blood and flesh flying in front of him, and his family members fell one by one. He also turned a blind eye to Liu Menghan's probing gaze, concentrated on stroking the tiger's beard, and asked in a high voice: "Two fellow Taoists, why don't you come and hide?" Do you hide?"

Speaking of two people, the only person Gu Peiyuan asked questions was Fang Qinghong.

From the first meeting, he felt an unspeakable strangeness towards convenience.Gu Peiyuan inherits the mystery, and has a very accurate perception of some things in the dark. Since the voice from the depths of his soul told him so, he firmly believes it.After several observations, he became more certain of his thoughts - what kind of worldly master must be someone pretending to be!

From the perspective of acting style, the pretender is not very old, but he has a big heart and courage.

and……

The lazy sleeping phoenix eyes slightly bent, and Gu Peiyuan covered the lower half of his face with a folding fan. He should have seen this person before.

Fang Qinghong didn't know that his disguise was in jeopardy, he always kept in mind his status as a big boss, and ruthlessly refused Gu Peiyuan's warm face, "No need."

30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, retribution happened to Gu Peiyuan so quickly.

Gu Peiyuan was not discouraged, and continued to work hard: "Our Hehuan Sect has always been simple and hospitable, and we will help each other when we see injustice, so why should fellow Taoists turn against me?"

The corner of Fang Qinghong's mouth twitched, he thought to himself that you can really speak, look at the dead heads in your team before you speak!

At the same time, he still has the same question as Liu Menghan, why is Gu Peiyuan so indifferent to danger?Could it be that he judged that the Hehuan Sect will be able to save the day in the end?

That's not right, if this is the case, why would there be disciples dying one after another?just like……

In Gu Peiyuan's eyes, they are not human at all.

This group of disciples of the Albizia Sect is also very strange. They don't understand fear at all, and they don't need to be commanded. All of them are completing their tasks in an orderly manner.If you are injured, you will take the initiative to retreat, and the people behind will step up. During the rest, the other wounded who are replaced will give each other medicine to help them adjust their breath.

If there is no fatal threat, they can continue to operate like this.

Fang Qinghong trembled for some reason, his spine felt a little chilly. "Gu Xiaoyou, if you have different ways, don't conspire with each other. If you have time to do useless work, it's better to cherish the same family."

Gu Peiyuan's eyes rolled, and it was meaningful: "Your posture is somewhat similar to a person I have seen before."

Fang Qinghong's heart stopped suddenly behind the mist.

"Roar!!"

After a roar that shook the mountains, the Black Flood Dragon King showed his supernatural power, carried two immortal soldiers on his shoulders, and knocked Yuan Hong and Feng Ruhui down from mid-air, making two deep pits on the ground.

Stimulated by the map of Yingzhou Island, the two immortal soldiers once again entered the stage of independently defending against the enemy.Instead of passively waiting for others to deliver the true essence, he actively squeezed it out until he could compete with the fairy scroll controlled by the Mahayana king, then stopped.

Two Supreme Elders who were majestic not long ago were sucked to the brink of death.If he hadn't been well prepared, the high-level elixir would have died long ago if he didn't want to stuff his mouth like money to make up for the constant deficit of true energy.

Even so, it's enough heartache, that's what these people who are dying of their lifespan use to continue their lives!Now, one life for another, and everything has been cleaned up.

When the monster clan of the East China Sea suffered for nearly a thousand years, the Black Flood Dragon King happened to be in seclusion.Snakes will fall into a deep sleep when they shed their shells. For the Jiao people, it is a good opportunity to understand the cycle of life and death.And the awakening of a Mahayana powerhouse is naturally recorded in millennia.

When the Black Flood Dragon King opened his eyes again, he saw the lifeless and tragic situation in the East China Sea—without Dao Yan's suppression, people's practice became more and more rampant. Was he deceiving no one in his clan? !

Thinking of this, the Black Flood Dragon King couldn't help but his five aggregates became hotter, and his majesty became even more majestic.

"You evil beasts, you deserve to die!"

His spiritual consciousness had already spread all over the fairy scroll, and he sensed that the barrier of the maze had been touched, so he flicked his fingers and shot out the energy, killing the greedy ants at the end of the day.

Fang Qinghong was forced by Gu Peiyuan to turn around and try to hide in the maze barrier, but suddenly his hair stood on end, and a terrifying and boundless energy locked him, making him unable to move.

Knowing that he was at a critical moment of life and death, he no longer cared about concealing his identity, and silently recited the secret of Linzi in his heart, and finally broke through the restraint of one hand. method.

However, at this moment, the attack stopped.Even the aura that oppressed him to the point of suffocation receded like a tide.

Fang Qinghong turned his head and found that the Black Flood Dragon King was staring at the sword in his hand.Lifting his right hand, it was obvious that he had just broken up the demon element himself.

After a moment of stalemate, the Black Flood Dragon King suddenly said, "Where did you get the sword in your hand?"

Fang Qinghong rolled his eyes, recalled it immediately, put away the sword, and replied politely with his spiritual sense: "Return to His Royal Highness, this junior drew it in the Ten Thousand Swords Valley of the master's gate. This sword has been recognized by this junior as host."

Black Flood Dragon King: "Your master is Huanhua Sword Sect?"

Fang Qinghong: "Exactly." After finishing speaking, he hesitated to ask: "Dare to ask Your Highness..."

The Black Flood Dragon King glanced at him, and said: "The litter of young dragons that made your ancestors rage at the crown and vowed to take revenge were my nephews."

Fang Qinghong was stunned, he never thought that Jianzong and the Black Flood Dragon King still had this relationship, no wonder they didn't lose anyone in the previous life.

"I have witnessed the demeanor of Immortal Lord Daoyan with my own eyes. Since you have Liufengjian's approval, you have inherited his orthodoxy." The Black Flood Dragon King changed the subject and asked again: "Why didn't you see Huixue?"

Fang Qinghong answered honestly: "It's in the hands of the junior brother." Then he briefly described the vision of He Tiantian when he was born, and finally added: "Junior Brother He's cultivation level is still low, the sect didn't let him follow this time. "

The Black Flood Dragon King nodded, squinting his eyes: "I can still feel a trace of cause and effect from you. Have you ever met another member of this seat?"

Fang Qinghong was also taken aback, thought for a moment, tentatively told him about the young jiao rescued by the Zixia secret realm, and at the end of the day said that he had found a master for the young jiao, who was absolutely suitable to raise it.

The Black Flood Dragon King snorted disdainfully, with an expression of what kind of home could humans provide.

Fang Qinghong: "He is indeed a human cultivator, but he is also the blood of the Dragon God left in the mortal world. The young jiao stayed by his side, and has been soaked in dragon energy all year round, with a bright future."

The Black Flood Dragon King was silent for a while, then said: "You really have a heart."

"When this matter is over, you can come to the East China Sea."

Fang Qinghong smiled happily, the Black Flood Dragon King invited him to be a guest!I am afraid that this is the first time that the East China Sea Crystal Palace has opened its doors to welcome guests in thousands of years.

The king of the Yaozu paused slightly when his eyes moved to Fuyao, showing some inquisitiveness as if he couldn't figure it out, and finally added with a subtle expression: "You can bring your friends."

However, Fang Qinghong didn't notice that the two of them were far apart, and his thoughts were all on the familiarity when the Black Flood Dragon King mentioned Immortal Daoyan just now.It sounds like an old friend of Immortal Daoyan... maybe the mystery of the ancestor's disappearance can get some clues from the Black Jiao King.

So he happily replied: "No problem, thank you Your Highness for your love!"

Fuyao, on the other hand, met the Black Flood Dragon King's eyes in mid-air, silently anxious for a moment, and then staggered away from each other.

The Black Flood Dragon King withdrew his gaze, and the other party Qinghong said: "Go."

It's a long story, but it's just a blink of an eye.The Black Flood Dragon King is an old man, ever since Fang Qinghong chose to transmit sound, he understood that he wanted to conceal his identity, so he decided to send the Buddha to the West as a good person, and communicate with him with his spiritual sense until now.

This is... let go?

Fang Qinghong was blinded by the pie that fell from the sky. In just a short while, the number of human cultivators shrank sharply. From the team of more than 100 people, there were only less than [-] left.A vote of Huaxu power can hurt the wounded, the disabled, and the distracted, the more dead is almost the same.

The rabbit is in a hurry and bites people. If it is really desperate, the human cultivator will definitely fight back, not to mention that there are monks who have come here one after another outside the island.Looking at the immovable posture of the Black Flood Dragon King, he is about to settle with everyone.The opportunity is rare, if Liwei is not killed, the East Sea Monster Clan will not stop.

This also means that the other party has the heart to hide the secret of the fairy palace and hand it over to them.

Fang Qinghong was silent for a moment, and asked: "Is there anything His Highness needs in the Immortal Palace?" Since he is so generous, he is not a stingy person.

"I don't lack anything." The Black Flood Dragon King stared at him with disdain, and said with arrogance, "Foreigners in the prehistoric world know how to repay their kindness, and I don't want to owe anyone any favors."

Having said that, there is no need to worry about it any longer.

Fang Qinghong cupped his hands towards the Black Flood Dragon King, turned around and stepped into the maze barrier.

When he flirted with others, he didn't just stand there as a target. In fact, the half of his consciousness was always looking for the law of change in the maze.

I don't say I have a comprehensive understanding until now, but I have sorted out a way of thinking.

Fuyao followed behind him, his gaze following his swaying ponytail.

Whenever he stared at Fang Qinghong, there would always be dots of light floating in his eyes. At that moment, the beautiful scenery like silver and silver on a midsummer night was hard to describe.

And when the other party turned around and looked back at him, all the stars went out again.Like a street where every family has fallen into a deep sleep, leaving only a wonderful illusion.

Like the embers of fireworks.

Fang Qinghong was completely ignorant of all his mental activities, walking in a maze where he would die every step of the way if he made a mistake.After overcoming all difficulties, he took a long breath and turned around, cheering to Fuyao: "It's done! We're done!"

Fuyao didn't know what expression he had now, but he could guess something from the originally bright eyes of the other party, which gradually faded after touching him.

It was a truly regrettable scene, like a beautiful moon hidden in the clouds.

He held back the words all the way, and finally blurted out without thinking: "Why didn't you ask me when the black flood dragon attacked? Why do you need to hit the stone with an egg and put yourself in danger?"

Fang Qinghong was stunned: "Didn't senior say that he made me realize what kind of enemy I was facing?"

Fuyao: "That's a test for you. Since it's a test, it won't kill you. How can you generalize it?"

Fang Qinghong was dizzy: "You don't want me to die?"

Fuyao's ears turned suspiciously red again.

Fang Qinghong tilted his head, turning his back on customers: "So what does senior mean, if you are really in danger, I just need to tell you 'help me', and you will respond to your request?"

With crooked eyebrows and eyes, he deliberately stepped forward with his hands behind his back, stepping on his feet to see Fuyao's ears hidden in his hair.

The latter panicked, raised his hand and pushed the person out, and patched dryly: "It depends on the situation."

"It's useless." Fang Qinghong pointed to his cheek and said with a smile: "This place is also red."

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

The Immortal Palace on Yingzhou Island is majestic and majestic, and the corridors and waists are full of greenery and greenery at every step. Outside the palace garden, the clouds and mist are misty, and there is a sense of coldness and grandeur.

Fang Qinghong has already been here once, and there is nothing new about it, but he still can't help but sigh for the prosperity of Jiejiao.The road leading to the main hall of the main palace is entirely paved with high-grade spirit stones, each of which is of excellent quality and large in size, and just knocking one down at will is enough for low-level monks.

What's even more outrageous is that the decorative totems in the middle of the road turned out to be chaos spirit stones!This thing has long been extinct outside, and here it is scattered all over the ground like it doesn't need money.

Fang Qinghong couldn't stand the temptation, so he knelt down and started knocking on the floor tiles.

The lowest grade of Chaos Spirit Stone is the top grade, one can imagine how precious it is.What is contained in it is not the spiritual power of the five elements, but the more primitive and pure mother energy of heaven and earth, which is very, very useful to him.

Although the Xiantian Dao Embryo can transform the spiritual power of the Five Elements Spirit Stone, it is a bit troublesome after all, and the Chaos Spirit Stone can save this step.It's just... the stone was buried quite solidly!

Fang Qinghong simply took out the unawakened Absolute Beginning Sword and used it as a hammer screwdriver, the energy had to be controlled well, otherwise, with the power of the fire stick, the spirit stone could be smashed into powder in minutes.

The result of throwing a mouse-snatching tool is that he worked hard for a long time, and only got two yuan, which is too inefficient!

He raised his face and pretended to be pitiful: "My God, please help me."

Fuyao: ...

Fuyao: "Are you going to die?"

Fang Qinghong said nonsense in a serious manner: "If I can't get the baby, my heart aches to death."

Fuyao: ...

In the end, Fang Qinghong took back the Qiankun bag contentedly, and walked ahead without hesitation.Fu Yao followed slowly, unwilling to walk shoulder to shoulder with Fang Qinghong.

"Ah, that's right." The young man in white suddenly said, "Why didn't you ask me, how come you are so familiar with this place?"

"I shouldn't have known so much in my first Jindan class. Before I met senior, I only had foundation building cultivation and didn't have much knowledge. Don't seniors think it's strange at all?"