I ran away after slag Xianzun

"Jingming!" Sect Master Mu suddenly called out and stopped Jingming.

But obviously, he couldn't stop him.

"Isn't it? Master!" Jing Ming became more excited, his face became more ferocious, and his voice became louder uncontrollably: "The world of cultivation and the demons on the ice field have never been at odds with each other, but this person repeatedly To protect Mo Mei, even if he cut off his flesh and blood and changed his skin, it still can't change the fact that he is Mo Mei!"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings became silent.

Sect Master Mu and Jing Ming brought many disciples not only from Bu Zhoushan, but also from Muyun Sect.

They all looked at each other with horror on their faces.

His eyes moved from Jing Ming to Mu Zongzhu, and then to Jiang Meiqing's face, looking at each other in blank dismay.

Is this person Mo Mei?Or the apprentice of Mu Zongzhu?

So, isn't Sect Master Mu the master of Mo Mei?

It is not an exaggeration to say that the three views are broken.

Momei has always been regarded as an evil thing in the cultivation world. As a great power in the cultivation world, Mu Zongzhu is highly respected and has always been admired by everyone. But such a person is actually the master of evil things?

But as we all know, Sect Master Mu has only two direct disciples, one is Jing Ming, and the other is Immortal Ling, but Immortal Ling has already passed away. Are there other disciples?

Jing Ming blurted out in shock and anger, he didn't expect the consequences for a while, but after seeing the faces of the people, he was slightly startled, and then he realized what he shouldn't have said.

Jiang Meiqing slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, expressing her utmost sarcasm, but her face was exceptionally calm, and she didn't deny it, which made everyone even more suspicious.

After a while, Sect Master Mu said slowly, "He doesn't have the aura of Mo Mei on him, it's not Mo Mei, but it's a fact that he shelters Mo Mei. Take him back to the Mu Yun Sect and hand it over to the Mu Yun Sect Master."

Sect Master Mu spoke, and everyone naturally needed to listen.

What he said was also reasonable, and everyone could indeed sense that Jiang Meiqing had no demonic aura, but they always felt a little weird.

Jiang Meiqing didn't say much anymore, at some point, there was an extra weapon in her hand, about seven inches long, after infused with spiritual power, her whole body glowed with brilliance, and there seemed to be a phoenix totem faintly on the hilt of the sword.

Jingming's eyes tightened slightly, why is Fengweisen in his hands?

Sect Master Mu also squinted his eyes and saw the ancient spirit weapon.

Jiang Meiqing raised the long sword expressionlessly, and pointed the tip of the sword at the person opposite.

Suddenly it felt ridiculous.

In his previous life, his master spent a lot of time looking for this spiritual weapon for him, but he never found it.In this life, he got it by chance, but he waved his sword at each other.

He lowered his eyelids lightly, no longer thinking about it, gathered all the spiritual power in his body, and suddenly jumped into the air.The long sword flashed a golden light in the long sky, and the hurricane that was rolled up rushed towards the face. Suddenly, sand and stones flew, and the sky was full of yellow sand.

A fierce battle is imminent.

Although Jing Ming brought many disciples, most of them were soldiers and crab generals, and their combat effectiveness was not strong.And the demons on Jiang Meiqing's side were all of very high cultivation.Under the scuffle between the two sides, the strength is immediately high and low.

After a while, the situation became much clearer, but Jiang Meiqing did not dare to relax at all.

Huang Sha blinded his eyes, but he could still see the white figure standing firmly on the ground, unmoved by the strong wind next to him.

He knew he hadn't shot yet.

He was only distracted for a moment, and a sword light slid past his arm. Jiang Meiqing quickly dodged, and a piece of his sleeve had been cut off. If he hadn't been able to dodge just now, it wouldn't be the sleeve that was cut off , is his arm.

Jiang Meiqing looked up, only to see that Jing Ming's eyes were full of resentment.

In the midst of the flashes, Jiang Meiqing still thought about it, how did he offend Jing Ming?From his last life to the present, he seems to have always looked down on him.

However, his distraction was like an insult to Jing Ming, and his expression became even uglier.

In his previous life, he had always been defeated by Jiang Meiqing's subordinates. In this life, he thought he had no spiritual power, but he didn't expect him to improve so fast in just one month, and now he has an ancient spiritual weapon in his hand, which is even more divine.

The two had been sparring for a long time, but he was completely unable to gain the upper hand.

The more annoyed Jing Ming was, the easier it would be for flaws to appear between his moves, but Jiang Meiqing's face was always calm and breezy, and he didn't pay attention to him at all, and walked lightly under his sword with a move, and even slapped him. He smiled.

In the next instant, an extremely thin and intense sword light rolled towards him like lightning. Before Jing Ming could react, the sword light had already crossed his forehead, and the hairs on his whole body were almost standing upside down. That was the gate of life!

He managed to dodge, took a few steps back in embarrassment, and stopped, watching a wisp of blue hair fluttering down from his eyes.

The figure not far away stood holding a sword.

He showed mercy.

Otherwise, it wasn't the hair that fell out, it was his head.

Looking at that man again, his nonchalant attitude is more like an extreme insult - I can kill you, or I don't need to kill you.

In an instant, Jing Ming's pupils became extremely cloudy, and the outermost circle of the pupils unexpectedly turned red.

Jiang Meiqing was slightly startled, and stared into his pupils for a moment.

At this moment, Jingming's long sword struck over, mixed with the turbulent meaning of the sea of ​​clouds, like the roar of the nine heavens, Jiang Meiqing actually sensed his anger in his rolling sword intent.

He still didn't understand what he was angry about.

Jiang Meiqing barely moved. She stood in place, motionless, and only waved her long sword lightly.

Suddenly, I heard the clear and clear cries of phoenixes, and saw a scarlet phoenix jumping out of thin air from the forest of phoenix tails. The entire sea of ​​clouds.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples below were dumbfounded.

This is Nine Heavens Zhu Feng!

There have always been legends in the world of comprehension that the ancient spirit weapon Fengwei Sen can summon a phoenix, but it has always been just a rumor, and few people have actually seen it with their own eyes. Today is finally an eye-opener!

Jing Ming was also stunned by the scene in front of him, the long sword froze.

The next moment, the phoenix suddenly came towards him, spouting scorching flames from its mouth, covering the sky and covering the earth.

Jiang Meiqing was terrified. He only knew that he could summon a phoenix, but he didn't know how to control this phoenix. He had never summoned it before!

Seeing that the flames were about to burn on Jingming's body, a white figure approached lightly, blocked Jingming's face, and swallowed the flames of the phoenix into it.

In the tumbling sea of ​​clouds, I saw the man behind Mingguang with white hair and a loose white robe fluttering in the strong wind, and the robe was filled with wind.

Jing Ming looked at the person in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

"Master..."

His master hadn't made a move for so long, he almost thought he was too old to move.

The summoned phoenix needs to rely on Jiang Meiqing's spiritual power to maintain it, but his foundation is empty, and he can't last long. I saw that phoenix gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared slowly, leaving only a ray of lonely soul returning to his phoenix. Tai Mori.

I can't call out.

After Mu Zongzhu absorbed the flames of the phoenix, his whole body gradually became exhausted, as if he was dying.

Jing Ming quickly supported him.Exclaimed: "Master!"

He shook his head lightly, signaling him not to worry.

Jiang Meiqing watched for a moment, he knew that his master would be fine, and now is the best time for them to leave.

He looked away, only to feel that the white hair hurt his eyes.

After a while, he still turned around slowly, as if he had made a break with the past, and said to the demons behind: "Let's go.".

"stop!"

Jingming was born behind Qinghe.

Jiang Meiqing ignored him and left without stopping.

While looking at Sect Master Mu, Jing Ming directed a group of disciples to catch up.

"There is a cliff ahead, they can't get over it, stop them all there!"

All the disciples looked at each other with lingering fears, they didn't think they had the strength to stop them, but they didn't dare to disobey the order of background Ming, hesitated for a moment, had to chase after them.

Jing Ming was right. There was a cliff in front of him. It was said that during the earthquake, the whole cliff was split in two from the middle, so the gap in the middle gradually became a rift valley.

And this rift valley blocked the way of Jiang Meiqing and the others. If they wanted to go to the ice field, they could only go from here.

"How to do?"

Jiang Meiqing looked at the group of guys in white robes who were chasing up from behind, and made a decisive decision: "Unload the carriage, let's jump off the bottom of the cliff, and then climb up from the other side."

That group of disciples' cultivation base is not high, even if they can get down to the bottom of the cliff, they can't climb up. This method is feasible.

"Then? What about our master?"

Yes, there is also the Little Demon King.

Jiang Meiqing almost forgot about him. After thinking about it, he couldn't break his seal, so he pointed out to one of the men: "You, carry him behind your back."

The man was taken aback, "Me?"

"That's right, what else?" Jiang Meiqing looked at her thin frame and felt that she still couldn't carry the demon king.

So everyone quickly left the carriage with quick hands and feet, picked up the little demon king on their backs, jumped down, and reached the top of the cliff in the blink of an eye.

It is easy to jump down from above, but difficult to climb up.

This cliff is extremely high, and anyone who is not a person with deep cultivation cannot jump up it. They can only climb up section by section by stepping on the cliff and borrowing strength.

A few demons went up without any difficulty.

Jiang Meiqing was in a dilemma, because he had exhausted his spiritual power just now, and he hadn't recovered for a while. Every time he jumped into the air, he could only fly up a short distance, and then he had to stop slightly by the cliff, rest for a while and then go back. continue.

Fortunately, the speed is slower, but it can still go up.

Finally, it's almost here.

Jiang Meiqing was almost exhausted and out of breath, her slender fingers rested on the jagged stone, and finally touched the edge of the top.

At this time, his spiritual power was almost exhausted, and he could only climb up with physical strength.

Suddenly, a pair of hands grasped his wrist with a slight force.

Those demons finally had a bit of conscience and knew how to take the lead, Jiang Meiqing thought to herself.

He was so tired that he raised his eyelids and looked up——

...?

Nothing, nothing wrong? !

I haven't seen him for a long time, but he still has a face like frost, with a long sword behind him, and there is no emotion on his face.

The four eyes met.

Jiang Meiqing was stunned for a moment, unable to figure out what he was doing here, so she had to laugh twice, "What a coincidence, Master Xian."

Wu Wang didn't speak, just stared at him calmly, condescending.

Jiang Meiqing: ...

"That, Xianzun, can you get out of the way? I want to go up..."

The man listened and remained motionless.

After a while, he spoke slowly, his voice as cold as ever, "Do you want to come up?"

nonsense.

Jiang Meiqing nodded with a flattering smile, but Wu Wang was unmoved.

"You left without saying goodbye, this matter hasn't been explained yet."

Jiang Meiqing: ...

fuck.

Here is the cliff, say here? !

He was holding rough stones in his hands, already sore and numb, exhausted.

Can we let him go up first?

Obviously, Wu Wang had no such intention.

Jiang Meiqing had no choice but to weave a set of words in her stomach to fool him, "Well, Immortal, I have something urgent. You were still awake that morning, so I don't want to disturb you."

"Really?" Wu Wang asked softly.

Glancing at his indifferent expression, Jiang Meiqing felt an extremely ominous premonition.

Sure enough, he said slowly, "I gave you a chance."

Jiang Meiqing: ...?

"The gate of Yuzhou City."

In an instant, Jiang Meiqing's complexion was red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, and there were all kinds of colors.

Ganqing has been running for so long, and has been under his nose all the time?

The author has something to say: Goose girl, you are finished.