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

Chu Jun took off the amulets and pasted them on Ning Buwei's shoulders.

Ning Buwei frowned, "You—"

"Shut up." Chu Jun said in a low voice, a gust of wind whizzed past the gap, he stretched out his hand casually, and a strong blue light erupted between his fingers.

"I caught it." Chu Jun looked down at the ball of light in his palm, and the surrounding environment changed suddenly.

Ning Buwei looked around, and found that the surroundings were boundless and illusory. Time and space seemed to be stagnant here, and seemed to be distorted at a rapid speed, making people have nowhere to stay.

Above the body, the primordial spirit can enter the void, and it can last thousands of years between breaths, or it can only take one breath after thousands of years.

Chu Jun looked at Ning Buwei who suddenly appeared beside him, and was stunned for a moment, "Why did you come in?"

Ning Buwei once entered the void with Ning Xingyuan, so he naturally knew what it felt like, squinted his eyes and looked at Chu Jun, and said with a sad voice: "Golden core stage monk?"

Chu Jun cleared his throat, "It's dangerous here, follow me closely."

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of dazzling blue lights suddenly appeared in the void, wrapping towards the two souls from all directions. It seemed that the speed was extremely slow, but they arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye.

A Tai Chi seal floated in Chu Jun's palm, and he waved his sleeves out.

The moment the Taiji Seal touched the blue light, it suddenly increased hundreds of times, and countless scarlet spiritual powers intertwined to form a fine network, suddenly gathered into countless scarlet dots, and suddenly turned into thousands of scarlet auras , under the blessing of the Taiji seal, they each formed countless gossip shapes, firmly trapping the blue light that was trying to unite everywhere.

Dazzling spiritual light exploded in the void, Ning Buwei felt his heart tremble sharply, a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, but from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a person holding a sword directly towards the brow of his primordial spirit.

Ning Buwei squinted his eyes. As soon as the spiritual power was stimulated in his body, he was firmly pressed down by a hand, and then his waist tightened, and he was thrown out, and countless scarlet spiritual power extended to him. Hold it firmly and wrap it airtight.

He looked at the red rope wrapped around his waist at an unknown time, and was silent for a moment. He looked up and saw two primordial spirits in the void, one black and one red, fighting inseparably. The shadow, while the Taiji seal was firmly suspended on the top, and countless scarlet auras trapped the blue light with nowhere to go.

Ning Buwei has cultivated for 500 years, but he has only reached the peak of transforming gods. This is the first time he has seen Yuanshen fighting in the void. At first, he felt dazzled, but for some reason, the red rope tied around his waist seemed to be the same as that of the man surnamed Chu. Yuanshen has a deep connection, so he can barely get a general idea.

Even though Ning Buwei's current cultivation is only up to refining qi, the eyesight of the stage of transforming the gods is still there. He can transform the gods into the void and watch the fighting skills of the Hinayana monks' primordial spirits. , Close your eyes and open your mind, and start to watch the battle and comprehend.

The spiritual power of the remnants of fighting skills alone is dozens of times stronger than that of the outside world, so don't take advantage of the bastard.

Chu Jun didn't expect to pull Ning Buwei's primordial spirit into the void together. When fighting against the blue light, he had to be distracted to watch Ning Buwei, but he found that this kid didn't even see him at all and began to comprehend and practice. Angry and funny, but he still waved a few sword qi to protect him.

The lord of blue light, dressed in black clothes, seemed to be irritated by their actions, and his offensive became more and more violent, with insidious and tricky moves, directly attacking the wound on Chu Jun's shoulder.

"Jinghe Taizun is easy to calculate." The other party smiled and said, "You don't hesitate to sacrifice the disciples in the sect to lure me out, but I don't know how long you can last with this forced cultivation?"

The wound on Chu Jun's shoulder was full of black air, and it was the primordial spirit that began to wrap its teeth and claws around him and began to encroach and spread, and the cultivation base of forcibly mentioning the Hinayana period began to gradually weaken.

Chu Jun's eyes were slightly cold, and with his two fingers together, he forcibly gathered the black air in one place, "It's enough to send you back to the west."

"Heh." The man chuckled: "Do you care about the disciples of Timeless Sect? If I die here, the entire Timeless Sect will be buried with me."

Chu Jun flipped his wrist, and there was a bright and clear long sword in his palm, and he charged at him without hesitation, and the opponent also sacrificed a broad sword to resist.

The swords clashed, the spiritual powers fought, and the Taiji seal pressed down mercilessly.The spiritual power fluctuations in the void suddenly increased again, and the spiritual light splashed everywhere.

Obviously he doesn't care about the life and death of Wushizong's disciples.

The man said with a smile: "Tai Zun is so ruthless, it's time to practice the way of ruthlessness!"

With a sword in one hand and seals in the other, Chu Jun forced the other party to a dead end, and even to prevent him from escaping like last time, the countless scarlet spiritual powers around him combined into gossip, never letting the other party's soul have a chance to escape.

Who would have thought that the man would have let go of the sword directly and slashed straight into the void.

The long sword in Chu Jun's hand quickly came out, and the sword that was attacking Ning Buwei fell into the air. A few Suzaku broken knives that were eagerly preparing to fight came a step behind, and circled around Chu Jun's long sword, feeling uninterested. back to the master.

Chu Jun: "..."

Shen Wu still wanted to fight, it was just nonsense.

"I really can't bear to part with this." The man jokingly smiled, "If you go crazy because of him once, you can go crazy because of him a second time, do you believe it?"

Chu Jun said coldly: "Who are you?"

"Good guy." The other party said slowly.

The long sword was recalled, Chu Jun never liked to talk nonsense with others in fights, he split the soul with one sword, closed the gossip, suppressed the Tai Chi seal, and the soul flew away and he was killed.

The boundless void instantly became silent, but Chu Jun did not relax. Instead, he concentrated on feeling the subtle spiritual power fluctuations around him.

Ning Bu sat with his eyes closed, and the pure and strong blood flowed along the eight extraordinary meridians and flowed into his dantian. Numerous cracks were instantly repaired, and the image of two Hinayana monks fighting skills that was almost gone just now was in his mind One after another, each move became extremely slow and clear, and even how the two sides formed the seal and how the spiritual power traveled seemed to be slowed down dozens of times.

That is, within each realm, the gap between the mid-term and the Great Perfection is huge, not to mention that there is still a fusion period between the Hinayana and the Huashen, it is better not to look at it so carefully, you can only understand ten The second and third, but it is exciting enough, if only let him practice, it will take hundreds of years to understand the second and third.

He only felt that less than half a stick of incense had passed, and the gray dantian in his sea of ​​consciousness was faintly coated with a layer of brilliant golden light, which was even bigger than his danyuan which had been cultivated to the perfection of god transformation In a circle, the eight channels of the strange meridian have more than doubled, and countless spiritual powers surged in, which directly made him break through from the Qi refining stage to the middle stage of Jindan. Apotheosis.

Ning Buwei tightly suppressed the spiritual power in his body, and breathed a sigh of relief like the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

Being the primordial spirit in the void, naturally it will not trigger a thunder calamity, but it will be different when you go out. Once the primordial spirit returns to the physical body, breaks through the foundation building from the qi refining, and breaks through the golden core from the foundation building, the thunder calamity will be superimposed He is not practicing orthodoxy, and the way of heaven will naturally chop him to death. Every time he crosses the catastrophe, he is close to death. So many thunder catastrophes may directly chop him into ashes.

Ning Buwei took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

But at the moment of opening his eyes, the whole person jumped up, and the Suzaku Broken Knife in his hand instantly condensed into a narrow knife, his eyes pierced straight into a void, and the other long sword came almost at the same time.

One knife and one sword crisscrossed in the air, and a burst of blue light suddenly burst out in the void. Yuanshen, who had been split by Chu Jun's sword just now, stepped back quickly to block the knife and one sword.

Standing with the sword in hand, Chu Jun glanced at Ning Buwei beside him from the corner of his eye, and looked at the blue-glowing primordial spirit, "Rejuvenation Formation."

It's no wonder that Qing Guang appeared in Wushizong again when he beat the opponent to death last time.

The primordial spirit gave a low laugh: "Jinghe Taizun has good eyesight."

Ning Buwei suddenly turned his head to look at Chu Jun, with a completely undisguised shock on his face, and even subconsciously took half a step back to the side, his disgust was beyond words.

Chu Jun: "..."

It doesn't have to be so obvious.

Ning Buwei stared at the blurred primordial spirit, and asked coldly, "What's your relationship with Ning Xingyuan?"

"What's the relationship between me and Ning Xingyuan?" The soul seemed to be amused, "What do you think?"

A Hinayana monk who can use the rejuvenation array so proficiently and is not restricted by the heavenly law... Ning Buwei remained silent, and clenched the Suzaku narrow knife in his hand.

"Do you like the meeting gift I gave you?" The other party smiled and said, "Chengfeng."

Ning Buwei's expression changed, he raised his head and stared at him closely.

"500 years ago, didn't you practice sorcery like that little disciple, and killed the few remaining bloodlines of the Ning family?" The other party sighed regretfully, "Why, you forgot gone?"

"I haven't forgotten." Ning Buwei stared at him blankly, "Are you here to avenge them?"

The primordial spirit chuckled: "Of course not, I've said it all, this is a meeting gift—"

"Thanks to Jing and Taizun, otherwise I would have to wait a long time to talk to you."

As soon as the words were finished, Chu Jun who was standing beside Ning Buwei suddenly turned cold, "Ning Xiu!"

Ning Buwei's expression changed instantly.

The other party laughed happily: "Jinghe Taizun, you will lead the snake out of the hole, and I will also lead the tiger away from the mountain." '

"Go back!" Ning Buwei said to Chu Jun.

Chu Jun nodded, and dragged Ning Buwei to leave, but was stopped by the Yuanshen.

In the cave at the foot of Yijianfeng Mountain, half of Chu Jun's soul was inside the red body, holding Ning Xiu in his arms with the visitor.

"Jinghe Taizun, you are already injured, and you won't last long." The other party's moves are obviously more than capable, "This inadvertent move, I am afraid that the demons from 500 years ago will appear again, and go crazy again , it can be said that the gain outweighs the loss.”

Chu Jun manipulated the red-clothed body, and the evil energy suppressed from the shoulder wound began to spread again.

While the man was talking, his attack became more and more fierce, and he approached Ning Xiu who was in Chu Jun's arms, "It's just a monster, can the Taizun not fail to see it? Or—"

He laughed lowly, but his voice was far and near, as if he had penetrated into Chu Jun's mind from the wound spreading from the evil spirit, "Your wishful thinking about Ning Chengfeng has never been suppressed after 500 years of practicing the Pure Way ?”

"Wow!" Ning Xiu suddenly woke up in Chu Jun's arms, grabbed Chu Jun's clothes in horror, and wailed.

Chu Jun's primordial spirit is divided into two parts, one half of the primordial spirit fights against the blue light with Ning Buwei in the void, and the other half of the primordial spirit fights against this person in the red-clothed body.

Ning Xiu's soul in his arms was unstable, his three souls and seven souls were about to be dispersed, as if he was about to be forcibly sucked away by something, crying so much that it made people worry.

In the void, Ning Buwei took advantage of Chu Jun to hold him back, and said in a deep voice, "Chu Jun, send me out!"

After a short while, Ning Bu in the gap between the rocks returned to the original soul, and wanted to leave directly, but when his eyes swept across the original body of Chu Jun opposite, he gritted his teeth and carried him on his shoulders, Yu Jian galloped towards Yijian Peak .

But he broke through to the mid-stage of the golden core in the void, and the twelve thunderbolts of the foundation and the 36 thunderbolts of the golden core rolled out, following behind him, as if he was looking for the right target to strike down, and suddenly Did not catch up with his speed.

This thunder catastrophe was powerful, with an anger that would not stop killing you, the black clouds stretched from the original Yefeng all the way to Yijian Peak, covering most of the Wushizong, alarming countless people.

"Hey, this tribulation thunder." The middle-aged man in the attic of Ruogu Peak stroked his goatee and commented: "Which deviant bastard is this going to kill?"

A few elders next to him heard the reputation, "It looks like it's just building a foundation and crossing the golden elixir. If you don't know this posture, you might think that some great power is about to ascend."

"Don't say it, there seems to be someone fighting in the void." The middle-aged man smiled and said: "It's Hinayana to say the least."

"Then let's not get involved." The female cultivator who was eager to get involved suddenly lost interest, "Don't watch the excitement and lose your life."

"Dean Hao, could it be Jinghe Taizun?" Someone asked: "Taizun has already cultivated to the Hinayana, and it has only been 500 years...Now the Hinayana's power is no more than five fingers, and no one can overcome the calamity. There is hope for ascension."

"Hinayana." Hao Zheng snorted and laughed; "He didn't even reach Mahayana."

The man took a breath, "How do you say that?"

Hao Zheng stroked his beard, and yawned, "A stubborn stick, love is hard to overcome."

After being tossed by a doomed person for more than 500 years, this lack of security is about to start again.

The female cultivator who was drinking tea spit out a sip of tea, her brows stood upright, "I chased him for 300 years and didn't say a word, how could this ice cube still have love?"

Hao Zheng looked at her with pity, "Not only is there, but also with deep affection."

Shang Nuanwei rolled her eyes silently, and said sourly: "Which unlucky person will be taken by him."

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Ning Buwei rushed to Yijian Peak with thunder and lightning all the way, and saw Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng shivering in a corner, protected by the white-clothed body.

Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang looked at the clouds and thunder all over the sky, and their faces turned even paler.

On the surface of the lake came the faint cry of a child.

Ning Buwei threw Chu Jun's real body at the white-clothed body, and then flew towards the lake, and saw the waves turbulent instantly on the lake, Jie Lei seemed to have pinpointed Ning Buwei's position, and began to chop down one after another.

Ning Buwei held the Suzaku narrow knife and used the knife to attract the thunder. The thunder light instantly illuminated the night sky as bright as day, and then struck the blue light with force.

Chu Jun controlled the red-clothed body to quickly retreat, breaking through the rolling thunderclouds, and the Taiji seal in his palm suddenly swelled and formed, pressing down on the person who was carrying the thunder from top to bottom, and then retracted the red thread in his hand, killing the red-eyed man. Ning Buwei pulled over from under the thunderstorm.

The moment Ning Buwei was dragged over, the Taiji seal and the tribulation thunder crashed down, and the vast lake was filled with huge waves. When he saw the peak, within a hundred miles of the peak, landslides collapsed, rubble rolled, and several mountain peaks suddenly collapsed.

If you look down from a high altitude, it is a huge Tai Chi imprint.

In the void, Qing Guang who was fighting with Chu Jun suddenly disappeared.

However, the person with the blue light disappeared, and Ning Buwei's 48 tribulation thunders were barely able to split two.

Chu Jun returned to his original spirit, controlled the red clothes to hold Ning Xiu away from the robbery, and then flew up with his real body, snatching the Suzaku narrow knife from Ning Buwei's hand.

In the Suzaku knife, the ghost cried and screamed, and the strong evil spirit accompanied him like a shadow, wanting to take the opportunity to devour the Lord, Ning Buwei looked at Chu Jun fiercely and guardedly with the crimson in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Give me the knife. "

Chu Jun suppressed the evil spirit in the Suzaku Saber with one hand, and then quickly set up a tribulation and lightning protection formation around him, drove the formation with countless top-quality spirit stones, and pulled Ning Buwei into the formation by pulling the red thread.

"Cross the tribulation first." Chu Jun glanced at him lightly.

As if in response to his words, thunder billowed in the black clouds, even faintly golden.

Chu Jun knew that he couldn't stay in the formation for a long time, so he directly wiped the identification mark on his ring and stuffed it into Ning Buwei's hands, "Use it whatever you want."

Then it disappeared directly into the lightning protection array. The golden Xuanlei in the black cloud sensed the disappearance of the target, and instantly died down.

Ning Buwei forcibly settled his mind, sat cross-legged, and silently recited the formula in his heart. His consciousness roughly scanned the ring that Chu Jun had given him, and suddenly felt that the remaining 46 tribulation thunders were nothing— —

In this ring, I am afraid that it has moved into a big secret realm.

The mighty tribulation thunder struck one after another, and the thunder was deafening.

Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng were lifted into the air by the white-clothed body and escaped from the Taiji seal. They stared blankly at the flat gravel field with a radius of a hundred miles—before a stick of incense, there were still towering peaks and rolling mountains and rivers around them.

Chu Jun put away the red-clothed body and the disgusting white-clothed body together, and finally returned all the primordial spirits to the real body, and checked Ning Xiu carefully.

Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang, who watched the whole process, were shocked.

Such a big couple!Suddenly it disappeared!

Ning Xiu's soul, which he had managed to raise steadily, was a little scattered, and he was overly frightened, and his forehead was hot.Chu Jun helped him stabilize his soul, but he couldn't find a medicine suitable for children for a while.

Just at this time, I saw countless streamers of light flying towards here from the sky, like a crucian carp crossing a river, landing steadily on the flat ground of Tai Chi Yin.

Ning Buwei is crossing the catastrophe, Chu Jun is using his spiritual sense to search for the trace of the blue light to prevent the other party from having a first time again, his spiritual sense is rapidly expanding and spreading, and his eyes are getting colder and colder.

Chu Linyuan led the disciples and elders of the Wushi Sect to rush here, and saw a tall fairy in white clothes standing under billowing black clouds and mighty thunder. People dare not look directly.

"Welcome—" Chu Linyuan was about to salute, but was stopped by Chu Jun raising his hand, and the congratulatory voices of the elders and disciples behind Chu Linyuan were caught in their throats.

"What medicine should a child take for a fever?"

Leaving customs in the middle of the night, fighting in the void, Jing and Taizun, who had just leveled the ground with Taiji Yin, asked this question while holding the child.