After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

Enduring the severe pain, Wei Qing said with a "hissing and hissing": "You are so tall, I didn't recruit you to play tricks, didn't you see that I still have a hand on my head?"

It was only then that Fansha noticed that a corner of Wei Qing's living soul had been pulled out, and his face was terrifyingly pale, but he was very afraid of Wei Qing's hand on his head, so he hid behind Lu Fan and said, "My lord, don't you want to play tricks on me!" , That's the hand in the horcrux refinement, if my soul body is captured by him, it's still a meat bun in someone's mouth, it's still for nothing. I won't. I won't go. "

Wei Qing said: "If there is danger, I will call you out? Don't even think about it. If the horcrux could catch you, you would have died a hundred times by now, and it's your turn to embarrass yourself here."

Fansha was right when he thought about it, he revealed half of his face and said, "Why is that?"

Wei Qing adjusted his breathing.He couldn't let him know that the reason for refining the horcrux was because he was holding his own soul, so he was able to jump out.

"It's like this." Wei Qing coughed, "Because your body-fixing technique is too powerful, both the refining horcrux and its master have been pinned down. If you don't believe me, look at me. I'm fine now, otherwise I'd have been locked down a long time ago." He ate."

Wei Qing reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled at Fansha.

Fansha came out cautiously, and when he saw the hand, he couldn't help shrinking his neck again, and said to Wei Qing from a distance: "Then what do you say? I will do as you said."

"Come here, I won't eat you." Wei Qing waved.

Fansha reluctantly moved forward a few more steps, and was about to touch the hand, but he didn't expect that the hand actually moved, and it left from the top of Wei Qing's head, and turned towards Fansha.

Fan Sha was so frightened that his black face turned green, he subconsciously raised the Linglong Pagoda and roared, "Sure!"

As soon as the words fell, the hand suddenly stopped half an inch away from his chest, and disappeared out of thin air.

Fansha was tall, and the hand almost poked his chin just now, and he almost passed out.

Wei Qing was not much better, and immediately fell to the ground, only breathing out but not breathing in. If it was a quarter of an hour later, he would probably be completely out of breath.

"My lord, am I great?"

Fansha wiped the sweat from his brow, walked over to help Wei Qing up.

You're a good fart, you almost killed me.

But Wei Qing looked at Fansha's small eyes, and was reluctant to scold him, so he patted his rough arm and said, "Yes, you are great."

Fansha left contentedly, leaving Wei Qing to clean up the mess.

The main reason is that Lu Fan didn't know how many bodies he had, so he couldn't be easily killed.If the way to kill him is wrong, and the body-holding method is destroyed, Wei Qing doesn't want to get burned.

But if Lu Fan is left here, and when the time limit of the fixed body method expires, he will go out to make trouble again, which will be even more harmful to others and himself.

With...

Wei Qing suddenly patted his thigh.He remembered that Mo Xuanfang said that as long as there is a Venerable Asura offering sacrifices to the formation, the Absolute Immortal Formation will be completed, and he and Mo Xuanfang will be saved.

Wei Qing was so excited that he was going crazy, this was a generous gift from the heavens, so why don't you quickly tie up Lu Fan, the Asura Venerable, with a fairy rope, and throw him into the torture array.

Wei Qing gagged Lu Fan, tied him tightly, covered his head with a black cloth, and tied it firmly on his back.

Afraid of revealing his whereabouts, he wrapped his head and face with a cloth, only showing a pair of eyes, and then walked out of the confined space.

It turns out that this place is very close to the Shangzhi Hall, located in Yukun Mountain near the entrance of Ziyunzong, and the punishment array is on the top of Kunxu Haomiao Peak, which is hundreds of thousands of miles away from here.

At this time, the entire Yukun Mountain was in the formation of closing the mountain.

Ziyunzong and Tianyan Kingdom have been at odds for many years, and later because of the incident in Suitian Town, the two sides regarded it as a deadly enemy. When the cultivators broke into the formation, it was not because the enemies were so jealous when they met, they all moved up from the lower level of the formation, and fought with them.

But Sun Daoyi, who deliberately let people in, took his eldest disciple Li Yu to control the leaderless disciples of the Fourth Hall.

As for the low-level middle and lower halls, and the disciples of the outer sect Jiuxiao, he can win over as much as he can, and let the high-ranking cultivators of Tianyan Kingdom wipe them out if he can't.

However, Ziyun Sect members are allowed to be slaughtered?No matter how high or low the level of cultivation is, all of them share the same hatred and unite to fight the enemy to the end.

After several hours of fighting in this way, both sides suffered heavy casualties, and they were all red-eyed. Once the war was provoked, it would continue endlessly until one side was completely defeated.

Ying Luo was also among them, and was fighting the enemy bravely with her fellow sect, when suddenly a palm-sized purple cloud floated by her side, she and Wei Qing were very close, so naturally she knew that it was Xiao Ah Zi who came to pass the message instead of Wei Qing.

She swung her sword away from the attack of the cultivator of Tianyan Kingdom, knocked him out, and turned around to follow Ziyun to find Wei Qing, but the cultivator was unwilling to let go, flew up and attacked Yingluo from behind.

Yingluo only felt the sword wind swipe past behind him, and when he looked back, the cultivator of Tianyan Kingdom had already been lying dead in the snow, and behind him stood He Jiyou, a senior brother from the Kunlun Hall of the Fourth Middle School, his sword tip was stained with blood. Killed the raider.

Ying Luo slightly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Brother He, but I have something urgent to help, so I'll take a step first."

After she finished speaking, her body followed Ziyun and flew away. Unexpectedly, He Jiyou also followed and said, "Junior Sister, what are you going to do for me? I'll go with you."

Yingluo hesitated in her heart. She heard about Wei Qing and Mo Xuanfang in the lower floors before, so she was naturally very sad, but she was even more worried about Wei Qing's safety. get rid of him.

He Jiyou is the top talent in the Fourth Hall of the Middle School, and his cultivation base is much higher than that of Yingluo. At this time, he easily blocked the arrows of the sneak attack for Yingluo, chased after him and said sincerely: "Junior Sister, I know that you are going for the younger brother. You don't have to guard against me, my heart is the same as yours. And..."

He took a quick glance at Yingluo, and then immediately focused on looking in the direction of Ziyun in front of him: "I always wanted to protect my junior sister, but I never had the chance. The Ziyun Sect encountered a catastrophe today, and I'm afraid it's the last chance. I don’t ask for anything, and I hope my junior sister won’t dislike my help.”

Ying Luo's heart skipped a beat, she was always pure-minded, He Jiyou always came to her with excuses, she always thought it was because of the Luoxia Valley and Suitian Town that He Jiyou wanted to make friends with Wei Qing.

And this majestic senior brother of the Fourth Hall of Zhongsi has always been upright and awe-inspiring. Naturally, his senior sister is worried about him. I didn't expect him to treat himself...

All of a sudden, Yingluo felt a little deer in his heart, thinking about what He Jiyou had done before, and guessing that he would not harm Wei Qing, so he shyly said, "Then I will thank you for Xiaowei."

He Jiyou was happy in his heart. Although he was decisive in situations and always eloquent in giving orders, he didn't know what to say at this time, so he nodded emphatically with a smile and said, "Yes."

The mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and the road ahead was confused. Because the sky chariot made by Tianzhen was not of much use, Wei Qing could only climb up the mountain with Lu Fan on his back.I never thought that I met a few brothers who were in the fourth hall when I was halfway up the mountain.

"This junior brother, which temple are you from? Who is tied behind your back?"

Several senior brothers came up and saw that Wei Qing was covering his face, someone was about to use a sword to remove the cloth from his face, and seeing Lu Fan hanging straight behind him, they felt even more suspicious.

Wei Qing jumped aside cautiously, and replied indiscriminately: "I am from the Kunlun Palace, and behind me is a demon monster. I want to take it to the deputy suzerain to deal with."

Several people in the fourth hall were Sun Daoyi's cronies, and Wei Qing didn't believe what he said, so they fought on the spot.

Although Wei Qing was at the Mahayana stage, those disciples were also elites, and they were about the same as him. With the combined efforts of several people, Wei Qing immediately fell into a disadvantage.

Wei Qing had no choice but to call out the golden dragon to quickly kill several people, but it also caused thunder, and he was beaten half to death before he escaped.

Thinking that he could no longer independently support Lu Fan up the mountain, after much deliberation, he could only ask Ying Luo for help.

When Ying Luo and He Jiyou arrived, Wei Qing was hiding in a mountain nest, healing and meditating alone.

When the three of them met, they couldn't help but sigh, Ying Luo was crying like pear blossoms and raining, it was He Ji's friendly words of persuasion, and the two brothers and sisters were able to recover from their grief.

Wei Qing briefly told about Venerable Shura.Because he asked Fansha to come out again to fix the body for Lu Fan, so Lu Fan was still unable to move.

After the three of them discussed, they hurried up the mountain and threw Lu Fan into the torture array to solve this serious problem.

When Ying Luo heard that someone could replace Wei Qing in the ceremony, she was happy, and couldn't help but burst into tears. Wei Qing was relieved when he saw that He Jiyou who came with him was also happy.

So the three of them went up the mountain together, with He Jiyou and Ying Luo taking turns carrying the disguised Lu Fan on their backs, while Wei Qing put on little Azi's transformed invisibility cloak and followed closely behind them.

Along the way, he encountered two waves of fellow disciples from the fourth hall, all of whom were fooled by He Jiyou's clever tongue.

The wind and snow became smaller and smaller until it disappeared completely, and they were already very close to the top of the vast peak.

Wei Qing felt the infinite pressure on his body, which was the coercion of the Heavenly Dao punishment formation, and little Ah Zi couldn't transform into an invisibility cloak, so Wei Qing was exposed without any cover.

Although He Jiyou had never seen Wei Qing's transformation, he also saw that Wei Qing's condition was not good at this time. He suggested that Wei Qing and Ying Luo stay where they were, and let him go up alone to sacrifice Lu Fan.

Wei Qing disagreed, because going up would be the center of the circle, and the law of heaven is unpredictable, and no one would know what would happen. He had to see Lu Fan being pushed into the circle with his own eyes to be at ease.

The two were at a stalemate, when they saw a person flying out of the air, Wei Qing saw that it was Ying Lianzi, and his heart sank suddenly.

And Mo Xuanfang, who was trapped in the diagram of Xuanhuang Wanjian, suddenly clenched the whisk in his hand.

The rain of swords in the sky is endless, from the blue sky, from the fresh spring pool, even from the green grass filled with aura, and from the mouths of laughing spirit beasts, flying out overwhelmingly.

The white clothes on Mo Xuanfang's body were already shattered, countless long swords and short swords were pierced all over his body, and the blood was soaked layer by layer, turning the white clothes into strands of deep red cloth.

The arm he raised was already a little heavy, almost mechanically blocking it, and the purple air that bloomed from the brush became thinner, and he could barely wrap the unconscious Meng Xuanzhen in the ground behind him.

The vast expanse of black and yellow earth is full of blood, and Mo Xuanfang raised his head from the boundless blood.

The divine consciousness that closely followed Wei Qing was suddenly aroused with murderous aura.