sun and moon return

"Master!" Yiran walked up to Jinyu and looked at her questioningly, but she didn't know where to ask.

Jinyu felt ashamed a little bit, took the elixir and handed it to her: "Take it, the spiritual power will recover soon."

Only then did Qingtang and the others at the side understand what had happened.

"Master, are you entrusting me with cultivation because you are worried that I will be in the company of evil?" Jiang Yiran asked with tears in her eyes.

Jinyu looked at her impatiently: "Didn't you disappoint my teacher?" She glanced at the people behind Jiang Yiran, "Now you can start a school by yourself, right?"

Jiang Yiran looked at Jinyu in disbelief, it was hard for her to imagine that such words came from the mouth of a master who loved her for many years, Jiang Yiran hesitated to speak.

"Okay, let outsiders watch the jokes, and change all the clothes if you don't go down." Jin Yu didn't give her a chance to defend herself, in fact, she was just talking angry words.

What a farce.

Han Tang was about to lead his disciples away when he saw someone coming from a distance, he was frowning when he saw that person rolled to the ground covered in blood, it was his disciple.

People were puzzled.

"What's going on here?" Hantang's eyes were about to burst, and he stretched out his hand to help the disciple sit up.

The disciple sat up and said weakly: "The master... the demon world... the demon world... led the troops to attack the mountain..."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was shocked.

Han Tang almost immediately entrusted the disciple to the following disciples behind him, and left in a ray of light.

Jinyu was greatly surprised, and ignored the farce just now, she called Jiang Yiran and told her to organize her disciples to help immediately.

Lips dead and teeth cold, if Han Dan was breached, Jin He would be next, and Jin Yu had to react immediately.

"Jinyu, the most urgent thing is to follow me to Qingwu to question the crime." Yun Bai's voice sounded from behind.

When Jinyu turned her head, she saw the three leisurely and contented heads standing together, looking at her. It was a harmonious scene.

Angry in her heart, she asked: "Han Dan is being attacked by the demon world now, but you let me go with you to Qingwu to question the crime?"

"The head of Jinyu, Han Dan has long since quit the Six Sects, what has their affairs to do with us." Sheng Shuli replied unhappily.

"You!" Jin Yu glared at him, how did Feng Chan teach such a waste.

"Yunbai, the six factions are connected with each other. Even if the cold pill does not belong to the six factions, if the cold pill is breached, the people will be devastated, and the people will be in dire straits. What's more, the cold pill is the natural barrier of the six factions. It will be our turn!" she said.

"Then we should arrest Le Feidao first! Otherwise, when we support Han Dan, I'm afraid he will form a siege with the Demon Realm and wipe us out!" Yun Bai said righteously.

Jin Yu was laughed at by Yun Bai, she suddenly felt tired and didn't want to entangle with Yun Bai any more: "In that case, you should go to Qingwu, Jinhe Mountain is small, don't wrong you big Buddhas."

Baishan hurried back to the mountain, Shen Xing saw him at a glance, saw that his movement was abnormal, so he greeted him and brought him back.

"Why are you injured?" Shen Xing's expression turned pale, and he gave Bai Shan some spiritual power, "Where's the head?"

Baishan roughly told Shen Xing about the matter, and said: "If Zheli has taken away the head of the sect at this time, I am afraid Yun Bai will not let it go. I am worried that he will come to cause trouble. You go and lead someone to guard the mountain."

Shen Xing understood Baishan's meaning and hurried away.

Zheli carried Feidao on his back and ran away all the way. Not long after he left Jinhe Realm, he sensed that the three people in the demon world were chasing after him, and Feidao was seriously injured. Under the shock of his internal organs.

It seems that there has been a rain in Songziling, and the forest is wet. Autumn is about to pass, and the roots of the trees are full of pine needles. Because of the humidity, there is a rotten smell.

Feidao on his shoulder coughed lightly, Zheli looked sideways, Feidao lifted his eyelids weakly, and frowned, it seemed that the pain on his body was still warm.

"Are you okay?" Zheli asked softly.

Feidao reluctantly opened his eyes, looked at the pine forests that kept flashing by on both sides, and said weakly: "They are catching up."

Zheli's eyes froze, and he landed quickly, Feidao got off his back, supported the pine tree and barely stood: "Zheli, you go."

Zheli vigilantly sensed the movement around him, but did not answer.

The sky is getting late, the fog in the forest is gradually creeping up, bringing some cold wind of late autumn, the pine trees that reach straight into the sky block the skylight, and it looks more and more oppressive.

The three of them quickly surrounded Zheli and Feidao in the middle, the ethereal demonic energy entangled with the dark shade of trees, Zheli stood in front of Feidao: "Didn't you just say that you were ordered to protect us? "

The man took a step forward, and his smile was illuminated by the setting sun: "Didn't I already protect you from Jinhe?"

He looked over Zheli and looked at Feidao: "Leader Le, anyway, you have nowhere to go now, why not enter my demon world? After all, you and us are also on the same path."

"He has never been on the same path as you." Zheli blocked the man's gaze, and showed some sarcasm, "Why, isn't the cooperation with Yunbai going well?"

The smile on the man's face froze for a moment, then he gave Zheli a meaningful look, without saying anything.

During the stalemate, there was a muffled groan from Feidao behind him, and Zheli turned his head, only to see him holding on to the tree trunk and clutching his chest with an extremely painful expression.

The curse mark loomed on his wrist again, Guan Yingyu sealed Feidao's hearing, but there was still no change.

"It's not sound, it's resonance." Feidao said in a weak voice, "Be careful."

The ice lotus enchantment unfolded, Zheli was protected in it, and the blow was blocked, the fire of karma was driven away, and the purple-blue flame forced the three of them to retreat.

A monstrous fire ignited in the pine forest, and Zheli tried to escape again with his back on his back.

The crescent scimitar circled towards them, and the magic pressure overwhelmed the flames, heading towards the two of them like a huge wave.

I don't know when the icy artistic conception spread quietly, and the breath around Feidao gradually became chaotic, Zheli's heart skipped a beat, Feidao had already released his hand, and turned to face the three people who were chasing him.

There is no emotion in his dark red eyes, ice edges flicker all over his body, and the evil blood color is mixed in the bright blue water spell, which is magnificent and seductive.

At the same time when he was wrapped in blood butterflies in Huangquan City, the aura on his body was sticky again, implying murderous intent, the aura around his body was chaotic and powerful, and his rationality was gradually taken over by murderous intent.

"Master!" Zheli wanted to step forward, but he waved his hand and pushed him out.

The gaze he looked back at was so strange, strange and cold, it made Zheli dazed, as if the person in front of him was no longer the one he knew well.

With the spread of the icy environment, the positions of the three of them were already clear, and then he was like a sharp sword, and the shadow of the sword flashed through the forest, and the two figures were forced out from the dark place.

Feishuang, who was full of murderous intent, went up to meet him, one of them was knocked back a few steps, the other dodged, and snow fell in the air.

The sound of flapping wings in the forest became more and more urgent, Feidao's feet froze and he raised his eyes.

The blood in the eyes became more and more intense, and blood-red frost was condensed on the crescent scimitar in the man's hand.As the frost fell to the ground, the scimitar once again carried the momentum of splitting mountains and breaking the sky, heading towards the wrong way.

Feidao took a step, got up with the momentum of the scimitar, and dodged it lightly. The scimitar circled, red flames flowing, Zheli flew in to catch it, and stood still behind Feidao.

The fire illuminated the treetops, forcing the hidden person to fall to the ground, the cold snow melted into the red flames, sparks splashed in all directions between the icy sky and the earth.

There was the sound of tree branches snapping in the emptiness, and at this very moment, the person in front of Feidao shrank away with a hundred feet of ice wrapped in endless sword energy.

The man was also very skilled, and the two soul lamps at his waist spun up. He jumped up, and the ice under his feet exploded, and the soul lamp flexibly picked up hundreds of sword intents.

Fei Dao raised his sword against the sky, and the flying frost cut through the sky and the earth, like splitting a snowy peak and ice, pouring down with spiritual power. Immediately, the purple light of the Soul Lamp flourished, attacking Feidao.

Feishuang brushed past the soul lamp, splitting a flame, the man raised another lamp to catch Feidao's sword energy, the fierce swordsmanship enveloped him, Feidao made no effort to hide the killing intent in his eyes, his figure was like Ghosts, fierce and decisive moves.

A sharp cry came from the forest, which made Zheli's ears tingle slightly, and the two wrestling with him were obviously surprised, and retreated away.

The sound was like an electric spark caused by the collision of two thick dark clouds, and it passed away in a flash, and it was also like the whistling of two swords. The bloody package seemed to be surrounded by countless blood butterflies.

As the surrounding pine trees fell to the ground, Feidao completely lost control.The spinning soul lamp grazed his arm, and his robe was burned away. After the burning pain passed, the skin immediately turned purple, and at the same time, the curse mark on Feidao's arm that was in full swing was exposed.

Zhe Li panicked, Bi Shu Langan deflected the attack of the two people in front of him, while dodging and playing the flute, who knows that Fang blew two notes, and Fei Shuang stabbed him in the face.

Zhe Li hurriedly used Lianxue to block him, flew back a few steps, and was wiped by the machetes of the two men again, his arms were covered with blood.

Feidao's face was extremely distorted, he took Feishuang back into his hand, slowly lifted it up, and pointed at Zheli.

Zorei stared at the scene before him in disbelief.

In the dark forest, a blood-red eye seemed to be opened, staring at Zheli, making him have nowhere to escape.

The man's unrepressed laughter came from the forest, and his face was distorted against the bloody light: "If you kill him today, will you fall into my demon way?"

Zheli didn't dare to hesitate, and kept dodging in the forest with the sound of the flute.

Feidao clenched Feishuang tightly, but his expression became more ferocious.

The bone-piercing chill hit, coupled with the attacks of the two people around him, Zheli blocked it with a cliff of thousands of feet, but the extremely cold air chased after him, the sound of the flute froze for a moment, Zheli fell on a tree crown, wiped Remove the blood from the corner of the mouth.

He squeezed the jade flute tightly, gritted his teeth, and the melody of heart failure came out of the flute.

Feidao supported Feishuang and knelt on the ground, his heart seemed to be pinched and squeezed in his hands. The unspeakable pain and suffocation made him in a trance, and only now did he feel the familiar feeling of controlling his body for a moment.