After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

on the flying boat.

Xie Chang'an held Ning Xiu in his arms and didn't dare to take a breath, Ge Yunyang covered Ge Yunxi's mouth and froze in place, Xie Changming still maintained the posture of stretching out his arms, motionless.

Outside the cloth, Pei Heguang stared at his clothes with downcast eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Master——" Xie Jiu opened his mouth, but Pei Heguang raised his hand to stop him. He stopped his voice immediately, looked around vigilantly, and even summoned the natal magic weapon.

Pei Heguang flicked his fingertips lightly, and the cyan spiritual power flowed into clouds and flowing water in an instant, and the three older children in Qiankunbuli tensed up and were ready to make a move at any time. Seeing that the runes were about to hit the Qiankuncloth, a voice suddenly came from the cabin behind. Click" sounded softly.

Xie Jiu almost didn't hesitate to move his sword away. Pei Heguang's originally downward rune suddenly turned to block Xie Jiu's sword, and the cyan spiritual power mixed with sword energy exploded suddenly.

Fang Wanchen, who was pushing the door with one hand and holding the frame with the other, was still bent over and was covered in air currents.

Xie Chang'an of Qiankunbu hurriedly picked up Ning Xiu, and several children crawled and hid in the corner of the deck wearing the Qiankuncloth.

In front of the deck, Xie Jiu's face was a bit ugly, and he said to Pei Heguang: "Master, forgive me, this disciple thought it was an enemy attack."

Pei Heguang didn't speak, but waved his hands to signal him to back off, Xie Jiu squeezed the hilt of the sword in his hand, his face turned cold.

Pei Heguang walked up to the sluggish Fang Wanchen, pressed a peace charm on his forehead, and reached out to support his arm, "Xiao Wu, are you scared?"

Fang Wanchen snapped back to his senses, took a deep breath, and pinched his arm vigorously, "It really is a dream."

"...You pinched my arm." Pei Heguang stared down at his wrinkled sleeve.

Fang Wanchen quickly let go of his hand, and said weakly: "Master Pei, you can put me back. I am not Pei Wu, but an ordinary person. Bringing me will only cause you trouble."

Pei Heguang flicked his sleeves slowly, and supported his arm again, "No, you will do me a big favor, go in."

Fang Wanchen slammed him away and ran to the deck trying to dive into the water to escape, but when he lowered his head, his eyes suddenly became dizzy.

Under the drifting clouds are vast mountains and endless rivers. The magnificent scenery is vast and boundless. Countless cranes are soaring in the sky, and strange spirit beasts with wings are dragging their carriages close to the flying boat. However, occasionally someone stands on the sleeve of the sword and hunts, and before looking closely, it turns into a stream of light and disappears in front of the eyes——

This boat is not in the water but in the air!

Fang Wanchen staggered back a step in collapse.

Pei Heguang walked up to him and supported him, his eyes glanced at the hiding place of Xie Changan and others, Xie Changan and others took a tight breath, but his eyes did not stop, but said to Fang Wanchen: "Don't panic , you'll get used to it soon."

Under the sky, a flying boat suddenly flew across the sky, leaving only the colorful streamer of burning spirit stones.

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Duifu Xinzhou, dark domain.

The dark crowd surrounded the high platform suspended in the sky, and the wind and rain were about to come.

Ning Buwei's voice fell, and there was a strange silence.

After the silence, there was a flood of questioning and accusations.

Since the collapse of the Ning family in 500 years, Wushizong, who was next to it, has finally once again jumped to the top of the list of the eight families of the ten sects. After 500 years, the family has long been dominant like the Ning family back then. The alliance has been in existence for hundreds of years, and there are few people who can handle it.

But Wu Shizong's master and uncle stood by the remnants of the Ning family, and the devil Ning Buwei was on the side, it was simply a knife handed to them.

As soon as Chu Jun said this, Shen Xi thought it was not good, and hurriedly looked at his master Chu Linyuan.

Unexpectedly, Chu Linyuan didn't look anxious at all, instead, he passed Chu Jun and Ning Buwei, and kept his eyes on Ming Sang who was sitting on the high platform, with an indescribable calmness and firmness.

"I didn't expect Jing and Taizun to be such people..."

"Absurd! What absurdity! What a shame!"

"Tai Zun must have been coerced and controlled by Ning Buwei, Tai Zun would never do such, such and such——ah!"

"You are all deceived by Chu Jun's appearance. I heard that he originally practiced the Dao of Slaughter. He is a character who is both good and evil. He was so stupid that he could not do anything to help him watch several of his apprentices being killed... ...Heh, after thinking about it, I know that Chu Jun is not a good person in the first place, and it is normal for him to hang out with Ning Buwei."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"If you don't believe me, ask a few older ancestors, they all know this..."

"I really didn't expect Jing and Taizun to be such people, it's so disappointing!"

The few disciples of Qingdan Sect followed with nervous eyes and listened to the discussion, Bu Qing said in a low voice: "Brother, we—"

Jimo Hongcai shook his head at her, and said via voice transmission: "Wait and see what happens, it's not the time to repay your kindness."

Zong Liu and Zong Sheng nodded together.

Han Wujiu, the chief disciple of the Hanyan Sect, heard everyone agreeing, and he was amused: "Jinghe Taizun's true face is so stunning, my furnaces are far less than one ten-thousandth of his, tsk."

Those who heard it frowned in disgust.

"Your cultivation is not even one ten thousandth of his." Wei Qingquan who was standing next to him rolled his eyes, "The toad wants to eat swan meat."

"It's not certain, Elder Wei hasn't heard of the shrimp scene in front of the dragon?" Han Wujiu smiled particularly darkly.

Wei Xuesong said with a blank expression: "A big shrimp with a bowed back is really suitable for you."

The murderous intent flashed across Han Wujiu's eyes.

Xie Jiangnan next to him was about to speak, but was stopped by Xie Wenshi.

"Sister, this Han person is really disgusting." Xie Jiangnan said angrily.

When Xie asked, he shook his head, and transmitted the voice to him, "I sensed the aura of Qiankunbu."

Xie Jiangnan felt guilty for a moment and said: "Before Changan pestered me, I promised to lend it to him and let him play for two days."

"It's just nonsense." Xie frowned when he asked, and glanced around, "The Qiankunbu is nearby."

Xie Jiangnan's heart suddenly became aroused, and he didn't dare to take a breath, for fear that his ignorant nephew would do something absurd.

Hanshuang, the master of the Hanyan Sect, said with a smile: "Everyone gets to kill this kind of devil, don't be fooled by him."

Wang Bin sneered, "Everyone has seen it, Chu Jun is a swindler who can't distinguish right from wrong, even if he has a high level of cultivation, as long as we join forces, we may not be able to fight!"

Qing Mian, the patriarch of Hehuan Sect, let out a sneer, "Why are you talking so seriously about what you two love and what you want?"

"Heh, it's really not as casual as your Hehuan Sect." Frost retorted.

"Master of the poor family, don't you want to have a discussion?" Qing Mian looked at him coolly, "I just don't know if Madam Zun would like it."

"you--"

"Sect Master Chu, this matter is really absurd!" Xie Zhiang said with disappointment and anger on his face, "Are you Wu Shizong also on the side of the devil?"

The focus fell on Chu Linyuan in an instant. The expressions of all the people in the Chongzheng League were different, and some—or most of them were watching the show, and then prepared to question from the moral high ground.

Chu Linyuan finally looked away from Ming Sang, and before he could answer, another indifferent voice spoke out first.

"As early as 700 years ago, I was kicked out of the sect by Zhuozhi, and the record of Wushizong's sect has long been removed." Chu Jun said without changing his face: "I also swore by the way of heaven, what I did has nothing to do with Wushizong. relation."

Don't say that everyone in the Chongzheng League was dumbfounded, even the disciples of the Wushi Sect were taken aback by what their master and uncle said.

With a wave of Shen Xi's sleeve, he threw the record of Wushi Zongmen in front of everyone, and the names in it flashed by quickly, but this speed is not fast for a monk. After a stick of incense, Chu Jun was crossed out by the ink pen The name suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The people who originally planned to watch a good show were suddenly speechless.

"Then why..." Pei Yutian, the lord of the Huanghai Sect who had been silent all this time, said, "Before, the Wushi Sect made a big fuss about Jing and Taizun's exit ceremony?"

"This deity likes to be lively." Chu Jun looked at him indifferently, "If you leave the customs in Huang Haizong, you will have to deal with it."

Pei Yutian met his gaze and closed his mouth resentfully.

Ning Buwei turned his head and tried hard to hold back his laughter, and by the way, put an end to the landing formation.

"Okay, since Taizun said so, then don't blame me for being rude!" Xie Zhiang said loudly: "Everyone, what are you waiting for? Killing is better than doing it! Take back Linglong bone!"

"Kill Ning Buwei! Take back Linglong Bone!"

"Kill Ning Buwei! Take back Linglong Bone!"

"Kill Ning Buwei! Take back Linglong Bone!"

Everyone showed various magic weapons, Ning Buwei's blood-blood talisman flashed, and the Chiyuan Sword slowly emerged behind Chu Jun. In the dark area, the wind was thundering, the sword was on the verge of breaking out, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme under the eerie silence.

The flying boat landed quietly around the crowd.

The spirit beasts and flying boat frames of the people of the Chongzheng League are docked here, and there are many monks who walk slowly or come to see the excitement at the edge, so this ordinary flying boat that is landing is not eye-catching.

Qiankunbuli, Xie Changan pressed Ning Xiu who wanted to go out, "Be quiet, this place is too dangerous, you must not go out."

"Da!" Ning Xiu pulled the railing and stretched out his little head, "Daddy~Mother~"

I saw my father and mother~

"You think your parents have to wait to go back to Wanxuanyuan." Xie Changming coaxed him, "Xiao Shan, look at how dark it is here, so many people must be bad—huh?"

Xie Changming's gaze paused, and he slapped Xie Changan who was next to him hard, "Brother! Look quickly, are those aunts and uncles!?"

Xie Changan looked in the direction he pointed, and as expected, he saw Xie Wenshi and Xie Jiangnan standing in the crowd, looking very relaxed.

"I seem to have seen my father and uncles too!" Ge Yunyang hugged Ge Yunxi and said excitedly: "Great, we are saved!"

"It's them!" Xie Changan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, are we going to watch the battle in the past or here?" Xie Jiu asked.

Pei Heguang stood on the deck and said, "Of course, let's watch the fun first."

Xie Jiu said: "Disciple understands, let's recharge our batteries first."

Pei Heguang just smiled and said nothing.

The more low-key you can live the longer, he knows this better than anyone else.

A few strange auras suddenly appeared on the flying boat, and before Pei Heguang could react, an angry roar resounded throughout the dark area: "Thank you for asking! Thank you Jiangnan! Help!"

"clatter!"

In front of the high platform, the eyes of the tense people instantly focused on the flying boat that suddenly appeared.

Pei Heguang turned around abruptly, but those auras just now disappeared suddenly. Before he could make a move, hundreds of powerful divine senses wrapped the flying boat airtight.