After the cannon fodder was reborn, he got the devil

Taking advantage of Ying Baiye's loss of consciousness, Xie Yun pressed Ying Baiye into his arms and quickly left the battlefield.

Xie Yun has seen many battlefields in his life, but this is the first time Xie Yun has seen such a level of battlefield.If I guessed correctly, what is being projected here should be the scene of a battle between good and evil.

Since it was a battlefield, Xie Yun probably knew where it was.

Xie Yun flew a certain distance, and saw a very familiar scene at the border of the battlefield—as expected, the surroundings were the environment of the secret realm, and what the big array projected was not the scene hundreds of years ago, but the environment a hundred years later!

This point is different from the illusion of the magic formation mentioned by the Demon King of Ten Thousand Curses.Wan Ju can so accurately describe the situation of the Xie family in Feiyincheng, so when Wan Ju strays into the formation, the time he faces is different from his own.

So...is the formation he is in different, or...the formation can change at all?

Is it wrong to say that the formation can only be opened once?

Outside the battlefield, several female cultivators dressed in white looked anxiously at the battlefield. When they saw Xie Yun coming out, the leading female cultivator hurried over: "My lord! You have finally come out!"

Xie Yun stopped, and he looked at the other party's clothes calmly. He really couldn't think of any fairy sect with such clothes: "You are..."

Although judging from the other party's words and deeds, he should be an elder of the other party's sect, but it should be normal for the elders of the sect not to know the disciples in the early stage of Yuanying.

If you are questioned, just say that you have just left the battlefield, so it is better to be a little dazed.

The female cultivator couldn't hide the anxiety on her face, and she hurriedly bowed: "My lord, I am the disciple of Elder Bai He. There are flood dragons making trouble in the sect, and no one in the sect can stop them. Please, the lord, suppress the monsters for us!"

Xie Yun: "...Lead the way."

Lord Xie wanted to help them suppress the monsters, but he didn't know which direction the gate of the sect was going to open.

The female cultivator suppressed her panic. Seeing that Xie Yun seemed to be trying to evade, she suddenly lifted the hem of her clothes and knelt down. Although she was crying, she still spoke in an orderly manner: "My lord! Our lord said that as long as the lord is willing to act Help us tide over the difficulties, we are willing to entrust all the accumulation of the sect over the years to the Lord!"

Xie Yun: "...I was injured on the battlefield, and I can't remember where the sect is in."

Ying Baiye in his arms was very speechless: "..."

You are really talking nonsense with your eyes open, what kind of injury can hurt Jian Zun's soul?If you don't want to go, just say no.

Ying Baiye gently lifted Xie Yun's sleeve.

Although a small sect like Yinyue Sect no longer relies on marriage to maintain the sect, it is only a second-rate sect with no spiritual veins, let alone background, how can it invite a sword master like Xie Yun?

Could it be... Xie Yun also took a fancy to those little female cultivators of the Silver Moon Sect?Or a man with a furnace physique?

Xie Yun didn't know that Ying Baiye had so many thoughts in the blink of an eye.

The female cultivator suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "In the southwest! The place where Yinyuezong was attacked by monsters is less than five hundred miles away from Shenyu Lake!"

Silver Moon Sect?

Isn't that the predecessor of Sun Moon Sect?Something happened to Riyuezong?Will Rong Cheng be in the Sun Moon Sect? !

Xie Yun's pupils shrank, and Ying Baiye turned into a stream of light and shot towards the southwest.

He had never been to the Sun Moon School hundreds of years ago, so he wasn't sure where the Sun Moon School was at this time, but soon, he found that he didn't need to know the exact location at all—clouds follow dragons, winds follow tigers, dragons follow Thick clouds and electric lights were set off everywhere, and they were dark and heavy in the sky, very conspicuous in the cloudless clear sky.

The violent roar of the flood dragon came out of the clouds, and lightning pierced through the dark clouds, and a huge dragon tail protruded out, setting off monstrous spiritual power!

The dragon belongs to water, and the spiritual power stirred up by its tail turned into huge waves, rushing fiercely towards a small sect.

This is the dragon that caused chaos in the sect.

Although far away, it was the coercion of Jiaolong's distraction late stage that had spread to Xie Yun.

The dragon's tail is four to five feet long. This flood dragon has been cultivated for thousands of years, and it is a real distraction stage monster.It is more difficult for monsters to cultivate than ordinary people, but among the same level, monsters often overwhelm human monks with their powerful bodies.

Although Jiaolong is not a real divine dragon, but it has the blood of the dragon clan, it can be regarded as half a divine beast, and it is more difficult to deal with than ordinary monsters!No wonder the Sun Moon Sect sent someone to look for him, probably because there is no monk in the sect who can compete with monsters.

Ying Baiye has no spiritual power now, but as Xie Yun quickly approached the dragon, he didn't panic at all: "This evil barrier has been cultivated for thousands of years to have this level of cultivation, and now it seems that I don't want it anymore."

After all, he is a Demon Lord. At this moment, because of his skills, he has lost all his spiritual power, but his vision and soul in the fusion period are still there, and he can see the cultivation level of Jiaolong at a glance.

Xie Yun didn't answer Ying Baiye, Ying Baiye couldn't help but looked up, Xie Yun's face was extremely ugly, sword aura was flowing all over his body, and the murderous aura couldn't even be hidden.

Ying Baiye looked at Yinyuezong coldly, it seemed that in this unremarkable Yinyuezong, there was someone on the heart of Jian Zun.

In the time it takes to breathe, Xie Yun has already reached the front of the Sun Moon Sect.

Hundreds of years later, the Sun and Moon Sect was the largest sect occupying the entire Linguang Continent, but the Sun and Moon Sect in the formation world—to be precise, the Yinyue Sect was just a second-rate sect curled up beside Shenyu Lake. The power is only the boundary of a mountain, and all the monks in the sect add up to less than 500 people.

Because of the evil dragons, all the disciples of the Silver Moon Sect had to gather outside the Sun Moon Sect at this moment, holding spiritual weapons, and barely propped up a barrier in the monstrous waves.

Xie Yun saw Rong Cheng in it at a glance.

The little girl was dressed in white, with golden flame patterns embroidered on the collar. I don't know what status the formation gave her, but the dignified monk at the peak of the distraction stage only had the cultivation base of the late Nascent Soul.

But despite this, among the monks who support the formation of the Silver Moon Sect, they can be counted as upper-middle cultivation bases.

She was pale, holding a small cauldron, standing on the kun position, continuously sending spiritual power to the barrier, but the coercion of the dragon's distraction stage had already made it difficult for low-level monks to breathe.

Standing on the periphery of the formation, Rong Cheng was under more pressure than other monks.

Rong Cheng gasped for breath, blood spilled from the corner of her lips, the spiritual weapon was about to drain her spiritual power, but no one could take her place.

Xie Yun's hand clenched suddenly. He wanted to make a move, but he was also worried that his spiritual power would destroy the formation and cause damage to the illusion, trapping them all in the illusion.

These Nascent Soul out-of-body monks can survive until now because there is a distracted monk in the eyes of the formation.

A female cultivator, with a face that is over 30 years old, has a superficial cultivation, and is the highest cultivation person in the entire Sun Moon Sect, probably the suzerain or an elder.

Jiaolong poked his head out from the thick clouds, his golden pupils salivated clearly: "Old Sect Master, don't hold on, the whole sect of you combined is no match for me. What do you mean you are stubborn? Who is not attached to you? It’s better to follow this elegant person.”

The suzerain said angrily: "I, Yinyuezong, have not done such clinging things for many years, wanting me to go against the teachings of my elders and cling to you, dreaming!"

Jiaolong turned his head and stared at the fairy-like female cultivator on the mountain: "Hahahaha, who doesn't know what your Silver Moon Sect is doing? You raised a lot of furnaces on this mountain, and sent a lot to Qiankun Sect, right? As the saying goes, courtesy comes first, soldiers come first, I've run out of good words, if you still don't want to toast..."

Suzerain: "If you take the Silver Moon Sect as your own today, aren't you afraid of being approached by other sects of the righteous way?!"

There was hesitation in Jiaolong's eyes, and after a while he smiled and said, "It's because I'm greedy, I can't finish it all in one bite. How about this, I'll just pick a few to go, and you obediently let them leave with me, and I won't Find trouble with Yinyuezong again."

The suzerain showed hesitation, panting for breath, while searching the nuns with her eyes.

Xie Yun's hand holding the sword was cracking, and he wanted to break off the dragon's horns, cut off the head and hang it on the main gate of the Sun Moon Sect, and poured blood on the steps up the mountain to enter the Sect, so as to call unkind people Stay away!

Jiaolong said: "You don't need to look for it, I've already taken my fancy. The pharmacist at the outermost place is really a tender little flower bud. And..."

He let out a strange laugh: "I heard that your disciple is unparalleled in beauty, why don't we--"

Xie Yun drew his sword out of his body, and Chun Shan sensed his master's anger. The buzzing sound was like a jade mountain shattering, but before he could make a move, an extremely piercing sword light rushed from a distance, and the bright sword light pierced the dark clouds. Blossoms of ice flowers formed where they passed, stretching for hundreds of miles from south to north!

With this sword, ice crystals, silver flowers and snowflakes exploded in midsummer!

The sword light went straight to the back of Jiaolong's head, Jiaolong quickly lowered his head and narrowly avoided the sword, but the moment the sword qi brushed past, half of the dragon's horn was cut off!

Xie Yun: This sword power can rival his!

He hurriedly looked in the direction where Jian Guang was coming.

A person in the distance stretched out his hand, and the sword light returned to her hand, turning into a Qingfeng long sword with the name of the sword engraved on the blade—Nie Sha!

Jiaolong lost half of his horns, his eyes were tearing apart: "Who are you?!"

Could it be that monks from other sects attacked Silver Moon Sect? !

The visitor rides the wind in his robes, and the cold moon grows from his sword, giving birth to a pair of handsome and beautiful skins.

She sneered lightly: "I am your ancestor you have never met, Lu Zhuoyu."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Xie Yun: Who is it?It turned out to be as strong as me!

Oh, it's my master.

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