Qing Leng Xianzun is always ready to run

Thousands of lofty mountains, capped with white snow, runoff falling, weaving into thousands of streams and rivers.

From Mingxia Mountain to Qingyan Peak, from north to south, Yue Qianqiu and Mu Shenxue flew for almost three days and three nights before arriving at Qingyan Peak.

Mu Chenxue's sword broke halfway through the flight, and the two of them could only share the same sword, flying against the wind, and finally arrived at Qingyan Peak's hometown.

Qingyan Peak is in a place where the four seasons are warm like spring, there is little rain and fog, even if there is, it is a thin layer, adding an elegant flavor to the mountain scenery.

But what I saw today was very different from what I usually saw. The thick fog covered the scene in front of me, and I could only see my hand and five fingers clearly. Looking back, there was only a vast expanse of whiteness.

Yue Qianqiu established a sect here 800 years ago. For 800 years, Qingyan Peak has rarely had such a thick fog. Why is it today——

A bad premonition flooded in his heart, and Yue Qianqiu stepped forward, wanting to see what happened, when suddenly there was a shake in front of his eyes, the clouds and mist changed, and there was a strong murderous intent.

Mu Chenxue shouted: "Master, be careful!"

Then he stood in front of Yue Qianqiu and was stabbed in the heart by a flying knife.

The thing happened so suddenly, Mu Chenxue didn't even think about it, she directly blocked Yue Qianqiu, with a long blade piercing her heart, a familiar feeling came over her face, but at this moment, Mu Chenxue only felt dizzy, how could he He never thought that he would confess here, his head became dizzy, and only his master was shouting loudly: "Axue! Axue! Wake up!"

The body felt like it was floating, and there was an inexplicable warmth, like a warm current, and like sunshine pouring down.

Mu Chenxue slowly opened her eyes, and finally saw where she was.

In a dense fog, the future and the past cannot be seen clearly, and the confused heart is even more confused at this moment.

"Who am I?" After saying a word, thousands of identical voices sounded together——

"Who am I?" "Who am I" "Who am I"

The voice exploded in his ears, Mu Shenxue didn't know why.

"You are you."

An inexplicable ethereal female voice came from a distance, and stretched out a hand from the thick fog.

Mu Chenxue couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but followed her forward in confusion.

The further we walked, the thicker the fog became. In the end, we couldn't even see the woman's hand. We could only keep moving forward by feeling, and finally disappeared in the dense fog.

Master's voice was getting farther and farther away, and the sound of waves and waves began to roar in my ears, getting closer and closer.

Mu Chenxue stood still suddenly, and the female voice that was seducing him also stopped at this moment, the thick fog suddenly cleared, and in front of him was a surging river, and an island was floating in the middle of the river.

"Axue! Axue! Wake up!"

He could no longer hear the voice of the master, as if he was drawn by the island, he walked straight in.

The sharp blade pierced Mu Shenxue's chest, but there was no smell of blood.

Yue Qianqiu touched the sharp blade with his hands, and he couldn't even see the shape of the knife clearly in the thick fog, so he could only use his hands to feel for it. He smiled wryly: "Just say don't set the flag, and touch the chest muscles when you get home, are you sure?" be sanctioned."

Yue Qianqiu touched Mu Shenxue's chest, and slowly lowered his head, until he got close to the blade, and finally saw its appearance——

It is said that the blade is really not like it, it is more like a fragment of a mirror, and the appearance of the mirror is really familiar and unforgettable.

Yue Qianqiu slowly opened his eyes wide, looked at the blade on Mu Shenxue's chest in disbelief, and blurted out three words: "Wanhua Mirror!"

Wanhua mirror is a magic weapon created by a king who ruled the demon world thousands of years ago. It's a pity that he was betrayed by his subordinates at the moment of the door. The subordinates destroyed the Tongtian Tower and hid the Wanhua Mirror, which defeated the demons and never made it to the sky.

Afterwards, the Wanhua Mirror was lost in the world, and by chance, it was acquired by Taoist Li Jiansheng, and became a treasure of Taoism.

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Yue Qianqiu had seen the Wanhua Mirror before, so when the fragments of the Wanhua Mirror were inserted into Mu Shenxue's chest, he recognized it immediately.

The treacherous and monstrous mirror reflects the thick fog.

Isn't the Wanhua mirror lost?Why is it here?

Without time to think about it, Yue Qianqiu didn't dare to pull out the fragments of the Wanhua Mirror rashly, and could only resist Mu Shenxue and walk forward in the dense fog.

At this moment, another flying knife suddenly struck, hitting Yue Qianqiu in front of him.

Yue Qianqiu immediately drew his sword out of its sheath, and chopped off the flying knife——

Just as he exerted his strength, the mist wrapped around the Yanyun Sword, locking it firmly——

It was only at this moment that Yue Qianqiu suddenly realized that he was not in the fog, but that this layer of fog was the barrier that trapped Qingyan Peak!

The barrier is so thick that it appears in a transformed form, confusing people's eyes.

After the enchantment, what kind of tragedy is it?

Yanyun Sword couldn't draw a sword, Yue Qianqiu could only use his body as a shield to protect Mu Chenxue first, and then wait until he reached Qingyan Peak.

As he walked, flying knives broke in along the way.

No one came out to fight with him here, and it should be extremely restricted at the edge of the barrier, so he could only keep firing knives outside the edge of the barrier to hurt himself.

Walking Yue Qianqiu, the fog in front of him finally dissipated a little, and what came oncoming was actually a strong smell of blood.

Rich, tragic, and completely conceivable what happened inside?

He continued to walk forward, knowing that there must be traps waiting for him in front of him, but Yue Qianqiu couldn't stop, the people inside were his apprentices and his partners who got along with him day and night.

Even the fog in front of his eyes turned pink, the smell of blood in the air became stronger, and his heart became more disturbed.

It wasn't until the fog dissipated completely that Yue Qianqiu truly entered the barrier.

The scene in front of me was too shocking. There were dozens of corpses lying there, and some stumps and broken arms were hanging on the top of the tree. The faint groans were still ringing, and Yue Qianqiu rushed to help Mu Shenxue , but heard a scream again.

A familiar voice sounded from behind, haunting his hundreds of years of nightmares.

"The more you go, if you come one day earlier, you can save 100 people from dying."

The golden demon pupils appeared, and the white feathers slowly descended along with three-quarters of the Wanhua mirror.

The Wanhua Mirror was stained with blood and continuously released mist, consolidating the barrier outside Qingyan Peak.

"I originally wanted to trap you in the Wanhua Mirror and serve as my slave, but unfortunately, your obedient apprentice took the lead. He doesn't have much martial arts—"

The white feather suddenly landed on Mu Shenxue's chest, turned into a crow, grabbed a quarter of the Wanhua Mirror, and landed in Bai Wusi's hands.

"But with his soul trapped in the Wanhua Mirror, it can restrain you better." Bai Wusi said with a slight smile, "You think I'm stupid, but you are the one who is stupid."

Yue Qianqiu opened his eyes wide, drew his sword out of its sheath, and no longer tolerated it, but unfortunately it was a few days late——

It turned out that the whole family died.

It's not pity, it's regret, it's annoyance, it's remorse, it's self-blame.

Tears flowed from the sockets of his eyes, Yue Qianqiu's swordsmanship was swift, but he was no match for Bai Wusi blessed by the Wanhua Mirror.

The gloomy scene in Qingyan Peak was reflected in the mirror, and Yue Qianqiu's angry emotions rushed to his head, wanting to swallow Bai Wusi alive.

He should have thought of it, he should have thought of it!Bai Wusi's intention was to delay, and Bai Wusi's real goal was Qingyan Peak.

Qingyan Peak has several spiritual veins converging, but all of them have dried up at this moment. Wanhua Mirror is constantly absorbing Qingyan Peak's veins in Bai Wusi's hands. Bai Wusi wants to transfer this vein to the demon world!

This is what Yue Qianqiu thought of.

It's not difficult to understand why Bai Wusi deliberately made things difficult for him at the peak meeting. The fight between the two can be delayed day by day. This way, the peak masters are gradually defeated, and finally the spirit veins are transferred to the demon world. Even if he was defeated in the middle, the Wanhua Mirror had absorbed enough spiritual veins to supply the demon world.

It is much more insidious than a direct attack from the Demon Realm.

Yue Qianqiu looked at the dead disciple in front of him and became more and more anxious. He couldn't wait to kill Bai Wusi, but Bai Wusi was holding the Wanhua Mirror, so he was not Bai Wusi's opponent at all.

His mind was in a mess, Yue Qianqiu's eyes dimmed, and at this moment, something worse happened.

"Master, I'm sorry."

To Yue Qianqiu's surprise, a disciple who fell on the ground slowly got up, his arm turned into a blade, and pierced Yue Qianqiu directly from behind.

Suddenly a mouthful of blood protruded, Yue Qianqiu turned his head, and saw that simple and honest Wang Gang turned into a monster, with fluff covering his face, it was very hateful.

"For 600 years, you have neglected protection, and Qingyan Peak has been infiltrated by us long ago." Bai Wusi said with a smile: "I contracted your canteen again, and I am more familiar with your Qingyan Peak than anyone else."

For 600 years, I have only had one soul, and I have been in a daze all day long, unable to communicate with others too much. Naturally, I am negligent in protection, but what Yue Qianqiu did not expect is that Shu can be so careless.

The disciples who had just been lying on the ground stood up one after another, Yue Qianqiu had a splitting headache.

Killing people to get their hearts can cover up their evil aura, how many of their original disciples were killed to get their hearts?How much has been infiltrated into the main peak?

Yue Qianqiu looked at the apprentice lying on the ground, Bai Wusi looked a little disdainful.

"Don't worry, he's a trash who only reads pornographic books, and he's not worth doing. The only person here who is worth doing is you, my friend." The pure white wings suddenly opened, and they flapped twice. Fly out the blade pieces.

Yue Qianqiu spat out a mouthful of blood, barely supported the ground with the Yanyun Sword, looked at Mu Shenxue, smiled and said: "Axue, after you come out of the Wanhua Mirror, you must avenge your teacher."

He said it with a crying voice, killing the demons in 600 years can only disperse a soul, but today the soul will be scattered, and I will kill you all!

Yue Qianqiu made a mortal determination to kill that bastard Bai Wusi!

"Wait a minute! You're not alone!" The system Feng Ling's voice came out of his mind: "There's me! There's me! Don't be a hero, let me out! I use the authority of the authority dog."

Eh?What are you doing? I was planning to be heroic, but the authority dog ​​jumped out and said, do you have the privilege?

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The author has something to say:

Yue Qianqiu: I didn't expect it, it doesn't matter if you have a good brain, but you can't hang on to the wall if you have a good brain