Novels that are not written clearly are fools!

After Hui Ze handed over the things to Ye Jiuqi and the others, he returned to the space where the Jiuyuan Sword Sect branch was located, and locked all the roads.

But he separated the space between the inner door and the outer door,

There are ordinary people in the outer door. They may not be able to get out for many years, but they are also the foundation of the branch. There are three Nascent Souls sitting in the town. They know what happened in the inner door, so that space will be guarded by them. They come to wait for the opening of space.

Others can't get in, and they can't get out.

But no objection was raised.

Because it took Huize two days to arrange everything.

Those ordinary people are also part of Jiuyuan Jianmen.

The teleportation array in this space was set up by him, so he is very familiar with it.

Now, he is the only person in the entire space who has the chance to escape, but he can't escape, this is the sin he committed, and he was punished to live in this space until that person remembered him.

The man who took Xiao Yezi last time was right, he was an abandoned sword spirit, but he was not because of his love for the Lord, how could he be addicted to the Lord!He was only defiled by the demon cultivator, and he was assigned by that person from the big world to this small world to guard the branch of Jiuyuan Sword Gate. Even Venerable Xuanliu didn't know his true identity. The space-type spirit beast of the master of the great world is able to stay here. It has been here for thousands of years. Because he left the original sword, his spiritual power is constantly dissipating. If he does not return to the sword, then One day he will disappear and cease to exist between heaven and earth.

But he didn't want to go into someone else's sword. He had been waiting for that person to pick him up and take him away. After waiting for thousands of years, he still didn't get it. That person no longer believed in him, so he wanted Xiao Yezi to Take him to the big world to see that person again, and then find a place where no one is there, and disappear quietly.

But now, it seems that there is no chance...

Magic repair!

It's because of the magic cultivator again!

Separate me from my master!Let him coldly throw me down the crack of space with strange eyes!

Let me never go back!

There is no chance for me to take another look at him!

hatred!hatred!hatred!

Hui Ze's expression became ferocious, he was not reconciled, he spent thousands of years turning into a spirit, but he was left here after spending only a few hundred years with his master,

But these demon cultivators still didn't let him go!

They cut off his hope, so die with him!

Get up and fly, and fly towards the place where the black air is soaring into the sky.

The demon-breaking formation imprisoned the demon cultivator for three days.

This took longer than they expected.

The demon-breaking array is actually the last and only means of separation. Sprinkling your own blood on the sword can greatly increase its strength for a period of time, but after that, the sword will be scrapped. It is more important than their lives, so when this trick is used, it means that they are all determined to fight to the death, even if they die, they cannot leave their backs to the enemy!

The remaining disciples also followed the example of the elders and smeared the blood on the sword, all of them were fearless on their faces.

The magic cultivator did not know what kind of spell, the black air around him condensed into black shadows one after another, gnawing at the big formation that wrapped him, and the aura of the big formation was getting thinner and thinner,

"Xuanliu, hand over the 'soul-returning grass', and I'll let you die a little easier! How about letting your disciples go?" The demon cultivator's voice was tearing like a knife, and the sound was unknown. laughter,

"Devil, don't even think about it!" Venerable Xuanliu yelled angrily, and at the same time deepened the strength of the formation.

"Xuanliu, do you know that even if you don't hand it over, I can still search for the soul, and then use the souls of your disciples to offer to my lord, and you will have no chance to beg for mercy." Everyone heard the words, and the resentment towards the devil suddenly deepened,

"My disciple of Jiuyuan Sword Sect will fulfill your wish!" Xuanliu looked angry, but he was not afraid.

All the disciples around responded.

Venerable Xuanliu had already put all the precious things into the ring given to Ye Jiuqi and the others, including the soul-returning grass. He didn't know how the demon cultivator knew that he had the soul-returning grass. Can't let this monster get out alive!

He wants to protect his apprentice!

It didn't take long before the big formation was completely forced, and the black energy ran wildly, entangled several disciples, and the elders spat out a mouthful of blood because of the backlash from the big formation.

Seeing those disciples being caught, at this moment, I don't know which disciple blew himself up.

At the cultivation base of the golden core period, the golden core exploded instantly, and the black mist was blown away a little, but his soul also dissipated from then on. chance

As if they had agreed in advance, they blew themselves up one after another, including foundation building, qi refining, and golden pills,

Exploding sparks engulfed the black mist, and the black mist did not stop, turning into black shadows and killing the disciples. Some disciples had no time to self-destruct and their souls were imprisoned, but there were still disciples who used themselves as weapons, bit by bit. Consuming the black energy.

The elders fought with the demon cultivator, and the demon cultivator's methods became more and more vicious because his devilish energy was gradually worn away. For a while, the elders were at a disadvantage.

"Participant, the old man is going to take a step first!" Another elder took advantage of the gap and shouted at Xuanliu, and then rushed straight to the demon cultivator. The spiritual energy in his body surged, and he rushed into the black air. Suddenly, golden light flashed, and a sound There was a loud noise, and the black air disappeared in a large area.

The self-detonation of the Nascent Soul stage monk was naturally not of ordinary power, and the demon groaned in pain.

A few more elders who had lost much energy rushed towards Moxiu, and then blew themselves up.

The black energy on Moxiu's body became thinner, and gradually he could see the figure inside. The lower part of Wenqi's body was no longer a leg, but a kind of tumor-like flesh, wriggling.

"Old guys... you go to hell!" After being worn down like this, the demon cultivator roared and rushed towards the elders, retracting the scattered black shadows, his strength became stronger, and those remaining disciples, almost all of them already dead,

Litter, debris.

This is what Hui Ze saw when he came back.

He locked this space with his body, so there is no way to use space transfer here,

He cut off his back, this battle will never end!

While reciting the formula silently, his body shape gradually changed, from a boy to a young man with the same blue and white Taoist robe on his body. With a flip of his right hand, he transformed into a sword, and charged forward while reciting the formula.

That cultivation is just in the late stage of leaving the body.

The appearance of Hui Ze made the situation of Venerable Xuanliu and others a little better, just bought some time,

The elders of the Nascent Soul kept blowing themselves up on the demon head. Because of his bloated body, the devil's movement was inconvenient, so he just screamed angrily, watching his own demonic energy less and less,

"Brother, the two of us will go first!" Venerable Xuanlu clasped his fists together, and Venerable Wenmu also nodded.

"The three of us, brothers, let's go together." Xuanliu said quietly, blocking the black air, and turned to Huize.

"Huize, with the power of the self-destruct of the three of us, the devil will be seriously injured if he doesn't die. When the time comes, it's up to you."

Immediately, without waiting for Hui Ze to answer, he rushed straight to the demon cultivator, followed by Venerable Xuanlu and Venerable Wenmu.

"Devil, you don't want to get everything from my sect!" Then, the golden light burst out, and the shocking power made the black energy on the demon's body gradually disappear...

"No!!!!" Mo Xiu yelled in horror, the flesh under his body kept wriggling, avoiding the erosion of the golden light, but he still watched himself being swallowed,

The golden light dissipated, leaving the seriously injured Moxiu collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

Hui Ze walked towards him slowly holding his sword, his face gloomy,

Walking up to the demon cultivator——

"Die!"

After finishing speaking, the sword fell, and it was inserted into the dantian of the demon cultivator,

Moxiu was wiped out before he could speak.

The sky and the earth are silent,

The entire field was covered in blood, leaving Huize alone.

Huize cried.

Weeping silently, except for the few disciples who went out to practice and the three he personally sent away, there was no one from the Jiuyuan Sword Sect.

The children he had watched growing up were gone.

He thought he only had his master in his heart, but before he knew it, so many people had taken root in his heart.

There was a sudden sharp pain, and he turned his head to see a cloud of black mist piercing his chest with the sword that transformed him.

"Hahaha, I am Duoshe, my Nascent Soul is different from your monks!" The black mist shook,

"..." Huize's eyes flickered, he held back the severe pain, raised his hand, and pointed at the cloud of black mist, a golden light flashed all over his body,

He has no Nascent Soul, his body is all his aura.

He said, today, I will never die!

"Hey." With a soft sigh, the golden light on Huize's body was immediately suppressed.

A man in a blue and white Taoist robe appeared, and with a wave of his hand, the black mist disappeared before it could scream.

Hui Ze opened his eyes wide, staring at the man firmly, and then there was darkness in front of him...

The Huanchen Great World, the main sect of Jiuyuan Sword Sect,

A middle-aged man in a black robe looked at the man who just came back from the small world and hugged a blood-stained boy,

"Why are you doing this?" The middle-aged man's voice was full of helplessness,

"The way of heaven is predestined, and it cannot be violated." After speaking, he walked forward with the boy in his arms.

There is no turning back.

The middle-aged man who left behind the black robe shook his head and slowly walked to the opposite place.

Helan City is not a small city. Ye Jiuqi and the three of them rushed here to buy some daily necessities and rest for a night. The high-intensity travel and mental pain made them almost unbearable, especially Mo Tianliu. Still with injuries.

The clothes of the three of them were all changed into ordinary people's attire, the sword was wrapped in coarse cloth, and it was not conspicuous behind the back, Liuli's hair was wrapped in a coarse cloth, and she followed Ye Jiuqi and Mo Tianliu with her head down, so the three The people paid the money to enter the city and went in. No one paid attention to them, but the three quickly found an inn to live in. It was an ordinary room, and the three children slept here without being crowded.

Few people can convince them now.

There is still tens of thousands of miles away from Fengchen Valley. It will take at least a month for them to walk, and Mo Tianliu's injury can't delay that long.

So the three of them went to the city to find a means of transportation suitable for monks, and they wanted to leave here before the news of the sect's destruction came out.

Jiuyuan Jianmen has made countless enemies, this is a good opportunity for revenge, they dare not bet who they will meet.

They promised to let Jiuyuan Sword Gate shine again in this small world!