well-trained

The small world became clearer and clearer, and the people inside and the people outside looked at each other in blank dismay.All the ascetics had goosebumps for no reason.They are stuck here.If there is no way to get out of the dangerous situation, I'm afraid it will be bad luck, especially in a situation that has basically never been seen.

The magic circle on the ground became brighter and brighter, and the crimson blood color spread to the whole formation. Zhong Wuchen unsheathed the epee behind his back and said, "She is delaying time."

The panicked crowd was awakened by Zhong Wuchen's voice, and they froze for a while, looking at the magic circle with marks all over the ground, their hearts trembled.They also sacrificed their magic weapons, "The sword lord said it is right. She has not done anything since she came out, so she must be too weak. Let's work together, can this magic circle still embarrass us?"

"Fellow Daoist said that's right, don't we have two Sanxians?"

As soon as Mu Yi and Ji Congyue were mentioned, everyone's confidence was rekindled. Even if this is an ancient magic circle, they still have a cultivation level close to that of an immortal. With the combined strength of everyone, they may not be invincible.But this child who is less than a hundred years old is nothing more.

"Master Mu Xian... this time..."

"Muyi!!!"

The accident happened almost in an instant, and everyone's spirit that had not dissipated because of their confidence was frozen on their faces, and they looked in the direction of Tianlimen in horror.Because the people of the Demon Race are a little far away from the sky gate, Xie Nian pushed away Bai He who was blocking his sight, and the single clothes on his body fell to the ground due to excessive movements, pushing and rushing to clear away the surrounding crowd Crowd, "Get out of the way!!"

He forgot that Qian Wenqing's plan these few times has always been Mu Yi, but she failed every time, and now she is trapped in the battle, no one knows if she will do it.

At that moment, when everyone was still swearing, Yan Shutong, who was only a few steps away from Mu Yi, suddenly launched an attack. People in Tianli Sect have always been friendly and united, and no one would fortify their own people. Besides, Yan Shutong was already the leader of the peak. Nothing out of the ordinary.The five peaks of Tianlimen help each other and love each other. They all know the basics and leave their backs to each other.

At the very moment, a white figure rushed over, knocking Yan Shutong's figure to one side, and the long sword he pulled out missed his aim, and the white figure was also bounced back by the fierce energy bursting out from Yan Shutong's body, and landed on the ground. Roll and roll.

It was Ji Yunyue, she supported herself with difficulty, spat out a mouthful of blood, and laughed ironically at Qian Wenqing who was outside the formation.

Qian Wenqing clicked his tongue, his face was covered with haze, and his calculation was interrupted by someone. He knew that Ji Yunyue's intentions were not pure, but he didn't know when she learned the secret of Qianying Pavilion and pretended to be I've been holding back for so long.

Feeling uneasy and at the same time, for some reason, the heart that was held in his heart slowly fell, as if he was relieved.Looking at the silver-white hair in the formation, there were complex emotions in his eyes.But aware of her own emotions, she instantly became cold and hard again. The moment she was cut off, it seemed that countless iron chains were built, and incomparably hard walls were erected to wrap herself inside.

That is to say, Ji Yunyue's actions gave Mu Yi room to react.Quickly turned sideways, Uncle Yan inserted Mu Yi's left shoulder with his sword, piercing his shoulder, if the woman in white didn't block him, the sword would have hit the center.Yan Shutong stabbed his natal spiritual weapon all the way to the hilt of the sword, and his lost eyes gradually recovered.

Yan Shutong: "..."

The scene became a mess, he looked down at himself with blood on his hands, and the blood was from his junior brother, his pupils narrowed, he swept across Mu Yi's pale face, and then he couldn't believe his gaze on Fa The elders of Qianying Pavilion in the formation were finally placed on Qianwenqing who was outside the formation.

He trembled his lips, "This... everything was designed by you?" The thing that appeared inexplicably in his storage ring at the beginning was framed by his most proud apprentice, and then he was kicked out of Qianying Pavilion, after a lot of twists and turns She was taken in by Tianlimen, but she didn't expect that all of this was designed by people.

The purpose of his life is to stab his junior brother at a critical moment.It's simply too vicious. Uncle Yan has been self-denying and respecting the rituals all his life. He worked hard in Qianying Pavilion and devoted all his energy to teaching the disciples of Qianying Pavilion. In Tianlimen, a peak master took almost all the duties. He didn't care about what happened in the past, he just wanted to grasp the current Tianlimen, but he didn't expect that he would sell out his junior brother in the end.

"I...I..." Yan Shutong felt that his hand was about to tremble and could no longer hold his natal spirit sword. The warm blood in his palm almost melted into his flesh and blood, eroding his body and heart.He can be betrayed, because he has experienced the extreme pain, so he can experience it more personally.However, one day, he became the one who betrayed others.

Qianwenqing instantly casts the puppet Gu, the strength of which directly made Yan Shutong lose his sanity, just like Xu Fangshu at the beginning, there was almost no time for people to resist.

Zhong Wuchen, a maniac cultivator who has no feelings but only knows how to cultivate, looked at Yan Shutong's distraught appearance, and rarely uttered a few words, "Yan Shutong, you..."

A "you" was stuck in his throat after that, hesitant to speak, it's better to say, Han Shuwan didn't know when she woke up, looked at the mess of Tianlimen, and rushed over to grab the injured Mu Yi, after a careful inspection, pressed the bloody hole on Mu Yi's body furiously, "Where are you looking? You have a hole in your body, don't you have any idea?!"

What Mu Yi looked at was Xie Nian, who was stopped by Bai Hezhi when he was about to rush over, Bai He stretched out his hand to support Xie Nian's elbow, and said in a low voice: "Brother, he's fine. The body of a demigod won't You can't stand such a small wound. But you, be careful, you are a mortal now, if you don't even have the container to hold the primordial spirit, you will be in trouble."

Bai He was warning him.

The child in his memory always called his brother fiercely, but when he woke up, the child had grown up, and the scarlet at the corners of his eyes was the kind of madness that could not be dissipated. He tightened his hand holding the elbow, It seemed to be a warning but also a fear, afraid that Xie Nian would disappear by his side in the next moment.

Xie Nian asked him: "Do you know something? What did you hide from me?"

Bai He lowered his eyes, kneaded Xie Nian's wrist with his fingers for a moment, and said, "It's revenge."

Knowing that Mu Yi is safe, Xie Nian pulled back his energy, silently watching Bai He's small movements.

"At the beginning I... killed them all..."

His fingertips trembled, his face was lowered like a child who was ready to admit his mistakes at any time, and he returned to his childhood appearance. Xie Nian didn't express anything, and then asked: "And then?"

"Then... I killed all those who did not repent, but Qian Yundao that dog pleaded with me. I didn't do anything to the Qianzhi Clan, but I would never let them have a better life, so I locked them up in the prison. In a small abandoned world..." Immortal, immortal, tortured forever.

In the initial massacre, almost half of the northern forests were covered with corpses. Blood flowed from the forests to the northern snowfields. The extreme low temperature froze. The magnificent dirty blood color and the pure white snow formed a clear dividing line.

Bai He Yunli submerged the blood-stained half of the forest with a hand-sized surface.

Don't ask about gods and ghosts, they are all mortals here and there.

That area finally became a burial place, a taboo for everyone in the Northland.