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

Although Ning Buwei's way of appearing on the stage is a bit different from what he imagined, but it doesn't prevent him from being irritable and wanting to kill people now.

The people who had already killed red eyes probably felt that the dogs and ducks had no deterrent effect, and soon fell into the fight again.

On the contrary, the group of people surnamed Sang in Canghailou recognized their own treasure, and Sang Tian shouted angrily: "Who dares to steal my treasure from Canghailou!?"

Ning Buwei shrunk Zhenhun Liuyun into his sleeve, and said coldly: "Sang Yun gave it."

Sang Tian choked for a moment, "Now I have the final say in the Sang family! Return Zhenhun Liuyun back!"

He probably thought that Ning Buwei was just a young monk in the golden core stage, so he was nothing to be afraid of, and attacked him aggressively. At this time, Xie Jiu also found that Ning Buwei was just tricking him into joining the battle. The anger of being fooled made him directly attack Ning Buwei.

Ning Buwei stepped on the Suzaku narrow knife and moved nimbly to avoid the pincer attack of the two, frowning and searching around for Chu Jun.

Chu Jun's previous cultivation had fluctuated up and down, and because of the evil spirit, he had become abnormal. If Qing Guang took the opportunity to sneak attack and make him explode in the center of the Seven Killing Formation, he might explode and die if he was not careful.

He hit Xie Jiu and Sang Tian behind him with two formations, his eyes swept across the high platform of Changsheng Dojo, and his eyes suddenly focused.

Chu Jun is fighting with a person, Chu Jun's whole body is unstable, and his opponent - Ning Buwei thought for a moment that he was delusional.

"Ning Fan?" Ning Buwei stopped abruptly, and a figure flew over beside him, and he brushed it away with his sleeves.

Ning Fan raised his head, looked at him meaningfully, and said loudly: "Today, I am ordered by the Patriarch of the Ning Family, Ning Buwei, to take Chu Jun's life. If you are sensible, I will spare your lives!"

He already had a very high level of cultivation, plus he was able to transmit sound, so his deep voice resounded throughout the Changsheng Dojo and even around Lun Dao Mountain.

At this time, who knows who recognized Ning Buwei, and said loudly: "It's the big devil Ning Buwei!"

"It's better not to do it! This matter really has something to do with him!"

"It's really disgusting! The devil really only uses some dirty tricks!"

"I'd rather not come here for my life!"

Everyone was instantly filled with righteous indignation, but most of them were afraid of the name of the devil and dared not act hastily.

"Fart your mother!" Jiang Yizheng yelled angrily. Although the voice was not loud, it was enough for the monks present to hear clearly. It was obviously Ning Buwei who broke the seven-kill formation and saved you all! "

But Xie Jiu said with a slight smile: "The Seven Killing Formation hasn't been broken yet, little girl."

"She and Ning Buwei are in the same group!" Li Jianqing, who was lucky enough not to be possessed by a Gu worm, said loudly, "Everyone, don't be fooled by her!"

Bu Qing supported the injured Zong Sheng, looked up at Ning Buwei, and said in shock: "Brother, yes, it is the person who sent us out of Yumian Mountain!"

Jimo Hongcai frowned and said, "Let's see first."

The appearance of Ning Buwei instantly made the whole clear-cut battle situation confusing and confusing. The people below looked at him with disgust and guard, which made people very uncomfortable.

He looked at Ning Fan, sneered and said, "It's just a dog that couldn't even enter the main gate of the master's house, and dare to bark here in my name? I'd rather not kill people and do it myself!"

Ning Buwei's voice was three points higher than Ning Fan's, and everyone could hear it clearly, and suddenly became puzzled in their hearts.

"Maybe you are acting!?" Li Jianqing said loudly, "Who doesn't know that you are full of tricks and tricks!"

Everyone's eyes focused on him in an instant, and Li Jianqing immediately became smug, feeling brave and fearless, and said persistently, "If you hadn't played a game today, you would have trapped Taizun Jinghe and Dean Hao Zheng here!?"

As a result, everyone immediately echoed.

Ning Buwei was too lazy to talk nonsense with this group of bastards. He recognized that the person who molested Chu Jun last time was also the same person. Suzaku's narrow knife immediately let go and pierced Li Jianqing's head in an instant. Red and white liquid splashed everywhere. No blood from the knife returned to his hand.

Everyone's faces turned ashen.

Ning Buwei twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes were full of impatience, "Whenever I do something, it's your turn to judge here?"

"I would rather not do it, you are deceiving people too much!" Someone shouted angrily.

Ning Buwei sneered: "Then you come."

The person who spoke just now seemed to have evaporated, without a sound.

Sang Tian's expression turned ugly, and he said to Hao Zheng, "Dean Hao, please say something."

Hao Zheng's attention was still on Ning Fan and Wang Bin, he stroked his beard upon hearing this, "My voice is a bit hoarse."

Sang Tian: "???"

"Devil, I'm afraid you won't succeed!" An elder of the sect was furious, and flew towards him. Seeing that there was a leader, everyone bit the bullet and wanted to attack him together.

Ning Buwei was shrouded in black mist on Suzaku's narrow sword, and scanned his surroundings, whether it was Ning Fan or the group of so-called righteous people around him, he didn't intend to let go of any of them.

Unexpectedly, the group of people was swept away by a strong wind.

The black lines on Chu Jun's face were suppressed at some point, and he landed beside Ning Buwei, and said, "It has nothing to do with him."

Ning Buwei froze for a moment, then turned to look at him.

Chu Jun looked at Ning Fan, "This person is the culprit."

Someone below said loudly: "Look at the black energy around Jing and Taizun! Will it be controlled by Gu worms too!?"

The expressions of the crowd suddenly changed.

Sang Tian took a step back, his face full of alertness, "Tai Zun, are you planning to side with Ning Buwei?"

Chu Jun said without hesitation, "Yes."

The expressions on everyone's faces were wonderful, even Hao Zheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Hahahahaha!" Ning Fan suddenly laughed loudly, and said in a gloomy tone, "My Ning family's revival is inevitable! You all come to be the first batch of blood sacrifice idiots! Thank you for the wine!"

Xie Jiu frowned when he heard the words, but he still took out a square flag from his palm, which was embroidered with strange spell patterns, and saw him standing in the center of the dojo holding the flag, surrounded by bright blue light, he thought he was lucky not to be possessed by Gu insects People suddenly fell from the sky one by one, and some sacrificed magic weapons to catch them, but all they received were companions who had gone mad.

Even Hao Zheng and the elders in Wanxuan Yuan changed their complexions, they immediately sealed their meridians and meditated to adjust their breathing on the spot, and the rest of them followed suit, but those with insufficient cultivation could not escape this calamity.

Even Chu Jun's body flickered, and the black lines spread to half of his face again. Ning Buwei supported him and said, "You meditate and adjust your breath."

After speaking, without waiting for Chu Jun to stop him, he went straight to Ning Fan with the Suzaku narrow knife.

Ning Fan knew that he was only at the Golden Core stage because of the shattered dantian before, so he didn't pay attention to him at all. He raised his hand to easily block his knife, and lowered his voice: "It's rare for an old man to meet again. How could I come up and kill him?"

"Of course it's because bedbugs like you don't deserve to live." Ning Buwei sneered, and slashed with the knife again, and the thick black mist scattered in all directions.

Ning Fan smiled and said: "The previous two meetings were interrupted by Jing and Taizun, this time I would like to experience the young master's current skills!"

I saw him offering a curved hook from the Zifu, and smiled sinisterly, "Young master, do you still remember this hook?"

The image of the shoulder blade being pierced as a child flashed by.

Ning Buwei's complexion sank, the scarlet in his eyes surged, and the whole body was full of evil spirits. The Suzaku narrow knife was entangled with the flying hook, making a teeth-piercing sound.

Ning Fan smiled and said: "That's right! That's right! Why don't you keep the evil spirit in your body? Or is it really afraid that you won't be able to control yourself into a demon, completely lose your sanity and become a monster that can only kill—"

"Just like your parents."

The cries and howls of the ghosts immediately resounded throughout the Changsheng Dojo, and Ning Buwei smashed Ning Fan with a knife and a hook, forcing him to step back, and said coldly: "Who sent you here!?"

Ning Fan laughed heartily, "Don't you know who sent me here? Don't you know who the person in your heart is? What are you afraid of?"

"Full of nonsense!" Ning Buwei pulled out the Suzaku Narrow Knife, stepped on the Suzaku Narrow Knife and spun backwards abruptly.

"This seven-kill formation devours everything. It is the most overbearing and fierce formation. If you want to put your soul-devouring formation here, you are afraid that it will be swallowed up before you put it on!" Ning Fan smiled triumphantly.

Ning Buwei quickly made a formula with his fingertips, hundreds of yellow paper talismans suddenly appeared around him, swaying with spiritual power in the wind, he looked at Ning Fan with a fake smile, "Then you should try this talisman!"

Hundreds of talisman papers rushed towards Ning Fan, but suddenly disappeared when he blocked it.

Ning Fan was stunned for a moment, and then there was a sudden chill behind his back, and the Suzaku narrow knife came straight at his throat, he could only dodge hastily, but suddenly he couldn't move his feet, he turned back suddenly, and was counted countless Qing's talisman paper was plastered all over his body and exploded suddenly.

Ning Fan yelled angrily, took out the Four Sea Charts, and wrapped himself up in an instant, but the Four Sea Charts were also blown to pieces.

"I'll only use some dirty tricks that won't work on the table!" Ning Fan still suffered some injuries. Although they were all skin traumas, they were enough to annoy him.

Ning Buwei sneered, "To each other."

Ning Fan looked at him coldly, "If it wasn't for his order not to take your life, do you think I would let you go!?"

Ning Buwei stared, "Unfortunately, I don't intend to let you go!"

"Father!" Feng Zizhang, who arrived late, lay on Rhubarb's back and shouted loudly, "Get the ruler!"

The Tiantao Ruler obediently fell into Ning Buwei's hands, and a burst of dazzling light erupted instantly.

After adjusting his breath, Chu Jun flew up and stood beside him, which obviously meant that he was going to fight with him.

Ning Buwei noticed that the aura around him was not very stable, especially the black lines were still looming, and wanted to push him back, but was stopped by Chu Jun.

"Your current cultivation level is no match for him." Chu Jun said to him through voice transmission: "Even if you use your evil energy, you can only win miserably, and you will lose half your life."

Ning Buwei's cultivation method is different from that of ordinary monks. Although he can occasionally kill several people in a large realm, it is also depleting himself. At the beginning, he killed hundreds of people in one breath, and he himself ended up in the miserable state of a useless person. It is not very cost-effective. .

Of course he knew this, but never cared.

"It's hard to take care of your body, don't waste it casually." Chu Jun's voice was unhurried, but with an undeniable determination. "Otherwise Ning Xiu will cry and heal you again."

Ning Buwei... Ning Buwei was persuaded.

It doesn't matter how much he struggles, but he doesn't want his son to work hard - after all, he is just a baby.

The black air on Suzaku's narrow knife immediately subsided.

Seeing them whispering as if no one else was around, Ning Fan was furious, "Thank you for the wine and move the flag!"

Xie Jiu guarded the eyes of the Seven Killers, frowned when he heard the words, and said via voice transmission: "Master, Master said, don't hurt rather than die."

Ning Fan glanced at him coldly, a blue light came down, and the big banner was raised against the wind, except for the group of elders who sat quietly and adjusted their breathing to resist the demons, many monks controlled by the Gu worms rushed towards Ning Fan desperately. Not for and Chu Jun.

Ning Bu was going to kill him because he raised his knife, but was stopped by Chu Jun.

Chu Jun did not persuade, but said in a calm manner: "I have a more labor-saving method, you help me suppress the evil spirit in my body."

Suddenly, a storm surged over the huge dojo, and the black and white Taiji seal rose to cover the sky and cover the sun, covering the people who were fighting under the seal, and a crimson long sword burst out, and the dark red blood light swept the sky and the earth. It was reflected so that only the dark light was left, and the spiritual power of the most yang and the strong was intertwined with the devilish energy of the most yin and evil. It seemed that there were countless pure heart-soothing spells coming from all directions, calling the people who had lost their temper to their sanity, and there were countless others. The fierce ghost cried and screamed, struggling and restless to rage out, shocking everyone.

Many monks who had already gone into a state of madness recovered their sanity one after another, and looked up at two figures, one black and one white, in the sky.

"It's Jing and Taizun and... would rather not do it?" Some young disciples couldn't believe it.

"Why did the big devil save us?" Someone asked the question in everyone's mind.

"Who said that Ning Buwei and Ning Fan are acting together... You don't have to act to this extent, right?"

"But he's not a good person in the first place, what's wrong with us, what's wrong with us being on guard?" Someone was still looking for a reason.

"But he and Jinghe Taizun were indeed the ones who saved us." Bu Qing couldn't stop listening and said: "Brother and I were trapped in the secret place of Yumian Mountain before, and he saved us—"

"Bu Qing!" Jimo Hongcai shouted to stop her.

Bu Qing muttered indignantly, "That's right."

The people who regained their sanity were startled and uncertain.

Ning Fan looked at the sky-reaching long sword, and exclaimed in a tone of admiration: "The Chiyuan Excalibur has been extinct for many years, and it unexpectedly fell into your hands."

The Chiyuan Sword is as thin as a cicada's wing, and its body is a transparent crimson color. The sword's aura is awe-inspiring, and the awe-inspiring righteousness is so heavy that it actually bends the big blue flag, which is about to break.

In the face of absolute power, even a large formation of forbidden techniques such as the Seven Killing Formation can only succumb, and it is about to directly break the heart of the formation.

"Oh, Jinghe Taizun is really not afraid of death!" Ning Fan shouted angrily, and the long hook came out of his hand, entangled on the Chiyuan Sword like a poisonous snake, "Could it be that you have forgotten your demons!"

Ning Fan didn't know what he was saying, but he saw that Chu Jun's lines covering half of Chu Jun's face began to spread rapidly, and his figure also began to slow down and stagnate.

Ning Buwei slashed at the long hook with a knife, but was blocked by a sword, Xie Jiu held the sword in his backhand, his aura soared, and the Suzaku narrow knife was also ravaged by black mist, and the two of them were shocked and flew back at the same time.

While Chu Jun used the Taiji seal to shock the many monks below to prevent them from going mad, he used the Chiyuan Sword to deal with Ning Fan and the raging inner demons. He was obviously stretched, and here Hao Zheng was held back by Wang Bin just after he finished adjusting his breath. , because he is afraid of that Gu worm, he always has scruples when he makes a move.

Cui Yuanbai, who was hiding in the dark, watched Ning Buwei and Chu Jun gradually lose the wind, and was anxious. He really wanted to become Ziyan Dao to help, but remembered Chu Jun's advice, so he could only act in a hurry.

Ning Xiu was held tightly in his arms, a little strangled, and shouted at him in a childish voice: "Ah~ah~"

I'm going to be out of breath~ Don't try so hard~

Cui Yuanbai looked down at the little baby in his arms, and said sullenly, "Father told me to keep an eye on you, and you must not be discovered by others, so don't make a sound."

"Ah~" Ning Xiu blinked, then turned to look at his father and mother flying around in the sky, "Ah!"

Daddy beat 'em up!

Ning Buwei obviously also saw that Chu Jun was constrained by his inner demons, not to mention that the Seven Kills Formation was very unfavorable to him, but this person surnamed Chu wanted to go to extra lengths to help the group of people below——

He held the knife in one hand to block Xie Jiu's attack, and the other hand locked the soul whip, wrapped up the green flag, and pulled it out suddenly, the ground shook violently. Then he took the place of the green flag, and the entire Seven Kills formation suddenly turned around.

Xie Jiu's expression changed, "How dare you change your formation!"

Ning Buwei held the green flag in his hand and flew straight up, "Thank you for your big change of luck!"

Xie Jiu's face was gloomy, "Just now you were outside on purpose—"

No wonder he never felt Ning Buwei's killing intent, he was not fighting outside at all, but exploring the battle through fighting!

Xie Jiu was so conceited that he dared to set both the Luck Changing Formation and the Seven Killing Formation on the Longevity Dojo. Although Ning Buwei could not set up the formation in the Seven Killing Formation, he dared to change the formation.

With a treacherous mind and not afraid of death, Ning Buwei has always been informal.

The formation below was slowly changing, and Ning Fan also noticed it naturally, and said with a sad smile: "I'd rather not do it, you don't care about Jing He's life?"

Ning Buwei made up his mind to trap Ning Fan here, so naturally he would not let him go easily, but when he looked at Chu Jun, he found that his eyes were flying with scarlet ink, which was obviously a sign of being possessed by demons.

"Chu Jun!" Ning Buwei flew up to suppress the overflowing devilish energy for him, but was shaken away by the invisible barrier.

Ning Fan raised his head and looked towards the sky, and finally waited until the sky-reaching demonic energy attracted the thunder calamity. The thunder calamity of a Hinayana monk is no small matter, and Chu Jun will definitely die this time!

Excitement flashed in his eyes, and he was about to attack Chu Jun when he was weakest, but he was slammed away by a jade ruler. Ning Buwei stood in front of Chu Jun with a knife, his eyes were gloomy, "Looking for death."

The big formation changed by him rustled, constantly shrinking and compressing, Ning Buwei and Ning Fan Xiejiu fought together again, and even began to faintly gain the upper hand.

The people watching the battle under the Tai Chi seal were worried and relieved inexplicably.

As soon as they leave the protection of this Tai Chi seal, they will go crazy, and they will not be able to help if they want to help, not to mention the powerful fighting skills, they will die if they go up.

"Ning Buwei's Soul Eater Formation and Hundred Bones Thousand Ghost Formation are useless here...Ning Fan was injured by too much respect before, but his strength should not be underestimated."

"Tai Zun is now bewitched, this lightning calamity is likely to smash Lun Dao Mountain into ashes..."

"Then isn't this Tai Chi seal..." More people were worried about their own fate.

"Although Ning Buwei has the upper hand now, looking at his cultivation level, he always feels that he is strong on the outside but does nothing on the inside... If he keeps pestering him, I'm afraid he won't be able to reap the benefits."

"Hey, his path is different from that of an orthodox monk. Even if he is at the golden core stage, he can still kill the gods and fit together...but it's very disgraceful——"

"If you despise it so much, then go ahead, what's the point of talking here!" Someone choked on him.

"He's a monster—"

"Quickly stop arguing!" Someone said in a panicked tone: "Jing and Taizun seem to be unable to hold on!"

I saw that under the thunder, the devilish energy around Chu Jun was strong, which attracted the tyranny of the thunder, and it struck his shoulder mercilessly, scorching half of his body black.

The eyes of the crowd narrowed slightly.

In the next moment, a strong devilish energy suddenly flew towards Chu Jun who was under the thunder calamity.

"Not good!" Hao Zheng was shocked, and flew to stop him, but Wang Bin pierced his arm with a sword, so he was a step behind.

Ning Buwei turned around abruptly, and a dazzling thunderstorm crashed down. The turbulent air immediately knocked everyone out of the air, the Changsheng Dojo was smashed into pieces, and Lun Dao Mountain, which was originally suspended in the air, was split into pieces by the thunderstorm , sank to the bottom of the sea.

However, the thunderstorm still did not stop, Ning Buwei stepped on the Suzaku narrow knife to save people, but was stopped by Xie Jiu, "Ning Buwei! You don't want to die!"

Ning Buwei's eyes turned scarlet, "Get out of the way!"

Immediately afterwards, he was thrown away with a whip, and then the formation of Seven Kills suddenly tightened, trapping Ning Fan and Xie Jiu in it.

However, at this moment, the earth-shattering thunderstorm stopped abruptly.

Everyone was shocked.

On the surface of the sea, a handsome figure suddenly fell down, Ning Bufei flew up to save people, but did not wait to get close, the falling person suddenly turned into countless fly ash, and the spiritual power of the explosion surged away around the sea surface , set off a huge wave.

The Tai Chi seal that originally protected everyone also slowly disappeared.

Ning Buwei was forced back several tens of feet by the waves, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, his face and body were drenched by the sea water and he didn't notice it.

A huge purple mansion with compelling spiritual power slowly sank into the bottom of the sea.

"Jinghe Taizun... has fallen?" Someone couldn't believe it.

"That's Jinghe Taizun's purple mansion!?" Someone's eyes burst into ecstasy, "This is the purple mansion of Hinayana monks!"

Before he finished speaking, many monks plunged into the bottom of the sea regardless of everything, and went straight to the purple mansion.

There are also people who don't care about the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, trying to quickly get rid of the Gu worm on their bodies.

Ning Buwei's head seemed to be stuffed with cotton, or he might have been deafened by the earth-shattering thunderstorm, and the noisy voices of people around him fluctuated from far to near.

"Jinghe Taizun has fallen..."

"The purple mansion that sank into the bottom of the sea just now is really huge..."

"How did it fall?"

"A look at the devilish energy..."

Ning Buwei was in a daze.

Chu Jun is dead?

It's that easy... to die?

He stood on the surface of the sea dripping wet, trying to find something, but he couldn't even find ash, let alone scum.

Life and death are impermanent in the realm of comprehension, even a monk who has crossed the Tribulation Mahayana will fall if he is not careful, not to mention such a big thunderstorm, Chu Jun's demons entered his body, and he was smashed to ashes - it's normal.

Ning Buwei clenched his hands into fists, and coldly swept across the crowd, as well as the group of people who went to the sea to find Chu Jun's Zifu... The scarlet in his eyes suddenly exploded.

The invisible seven-kill reorganization tightened suddenly and calmly.

"Father!" Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yi were lying on Rhubarb's back and swimming towards him. Cui Yuanbai and Ning Xiu were hugged by them, looking blankly at everything around them.

Jiang Yizheng was crying so hard that Feng Zizhang held back his grief and said to Ning Buwei: "Father, I respect him so much..."

He choked up just once, and couldn't continue.

"Father, your hands are bleeding." Cui Yuanbai tugged at his sleeve, motioning him to look.

Ning Buwei lowered his head expressionlessly, the sea water had already turned red.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu looked at him timidly, and stretched out his arms to hug him.

Ning Buwei stretched out his arms to hug him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Father is fine."

"Father, what is that?" Cui Yuanbai pointed to a white rag under his feet.

Ning Buwei bent down to pick up the rag, but found that there was still something wrapped inside. He opened the rag, and there was a piece of Suzaku knife lying inside.

He narrowed his eyes suddenly.

Volume [-]: Old Beauty