Disciple's rebellion

Ning Jie turned his eyes to Mi Chen and said, "Master, let's go and have a look first."

Mi Chen pressed her lips tightly.

It is no small matter that the defensive formation is damaged, and this matter must have something to do with Qiu Xiu.

At this time, the matter of affection | love seems insignificant.

But if you don't finish...

Mi Chen clenched Ning Jie's hand tightly, and said in a rapid but clear voice: "I will tell you what I said after the war. But you can't use Qiu Xiu and I will fight to die, understand?"

Ning Jie was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what Mi Chen meant. He lightly pinched Mi Chen's finger bones, and said softly, "Got it."

Seeing that Ning Jie understood what he said, Mi Chen went outside to call out the spirit boat.

Ning Jie looked at his phalanges, his eyes filled with sadness, and then Shi Ling told Zhi Ru and the others to be prepared.

Mi Chen noticed that Ning Jie didn't follow, and turned to look at him: "Ah Jie, is the wound torn?"

Ning Jie walked over: "No, just inform Zhiru and the others to get ready."

Mi Chen looked at Ning Jie with suspicion.

Immediately there was another bang, and even Ning Jie felt that it was the spiritual power of Bai Wei.

Mi Chen's face immediately changed.

Mi Chen stretched out his hand to hold Ning Jie's hand, and said, "Let's go there quickly."

Ning Jie looked at the hands tightly held by the two, and his eyes moved slightly.

The two rushed towards the meeting hall in a hurry, and before the spirit boat entered the meeting hall, Ning Jie felt a powerful force of chaos attacking them.

Ning Jie hugged Mi Chen by the waist and jumped off the spirit boat. Immediately, he formed a barrier and calmly landed in front of the meeting hall.

A man in black who looked like Mi Chen smiled slightly: "My nephew Mi Chen, long time no see."

Fu Song and Wang Yi also rushed to the meeting hall from the blue mountain at this time, she supported the white curtain that had lost all spiritual power, and said to Mi Shen: "He is the first demon Zun Qiuxiu."

Ning Jie was startled for a moment.

Qiu Xiu, who he killed in Rushan before, didn't look like this.

Qiu Xiu turned his eyes to look at her when he heard Fu Song's voice, and said with a light smile, "My God, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you?"

Fu Song was stunned for a moment.

In this world, Qiu Xiu should not know his own existence, could it be...

Fu Song blurted out: "You escaped from the previous world!"

Qiu Xiu stroked his sleeve lightly, and said with a light smile, "Why, you are only allowed to come, and I am not allowed to join in the fun?"

He glanced around Liang Ling, paused for a moment on Mi Chen, then moved to Fu Song, and continued: "My God, not only you have people who miss you, I also have obsessions with this intact world. .”

Fu Song's eyes darkened: "I wondered why you would suddenly become a clone before, it turns out that you escaped from the previous ninth life!"

Qiu Xiu smiled lightly and said, "My god, don't react so strongly. I know you don't want me to come." He raised his sleeves and let the wind blow, "But you can't stop me."

Fu Song gritted his teeth and said, "Looking for death!"

A wave of purple spiritual power lingered on Fu Song's body, and immediately that spiritual power merged into a sharp sword, stabbing at Qiu Xiu with Fu Song's force.

Not only did Qiu Xiu not hide, but he opened his arms and let Fu Song attack him.

When the spiritual power penetrated his body, Qiu Xiu's body was split apart instantly by this spiritual power.

But soon, his originally divided body slowly glued together again.

Qiu Xiu lightly brushed the skirt of his chest, smiled lightly and said, "It's intact."

Fu Song didn't dare to say it: "How could it be!"

She didn't believe it, and immediately condensed a stronger spiritual power and pierced Qiu Xiu's chest.

But the result is still the same as before, the place where Qiu Xiu was pierced will heal soon.

Qiu Xiu smiled lightly: "My God, have you tried enough? Isn't it my turn?"

After the words fell, Qiu Xiu suddenly suppressed his smile, raised his sleeves and threw a force of chaos at Fu Song.

Seeing this, the demon soldiers behind Qiu Xiu rushed over with their weapons in hand.

Fu Song spun around to avoid Qiu Xiu's attack, but Qiu Xiu would not give up, most of the demonic energy attacked Fu Song.

One of the demonic energy suddenly attacked Mi Chen who was dealing with the demon soldiers.

Fu Song's pupils tightened: "Brother, be careful!"

Ning Jie naturally also noticed this devilish energy, and summoned Fu Shuo to disperse the devilish energy directly.

But Qiu Xiu's real purpose was not to attack Mi Chen, but to divert Fu Song's attention to attack her.

Sure enough, when Fu Song was distracted, a wave of devilish energy had time to dodge in the future, causing it to hurt her arm.

The blood slowly dyed the purple clothes on Fu Song's body red.

Seeing that Fu Song was injured, Mi Chen summoned Cang Bi to come to Fu Song after a burst of spiritual power split and stabbed the nearby magic soldiers to death.

He raised his hand to touch the acupuncture points on Fu Song's body to help her stop the bleeding.

Fu Song looked at the blood on his arm with deep eyes.

Qiu Xiu walked through the chaotic crowd and walked slowly to Fu Song.

Ning Jie quickly exploded a demon general, flew in front of Qiu Xiu, blocked Mi Chen and Fu Song behind him, and pointed Fu Shuo at Qiu Xiu.

Qiu Xiu was not afraid of Ning Jie's Fu Shuo, and continued to move forward without changing his expression.

Fu Shuo pierced Qiu Xiu's chest, but there was no trace of blood.

Ning Jie realized what Qiu Xiu was doing, and concentrated his efforts on attacking Qiu Xiu.

The two palmed at the same time, and the huge energy exploded at this moment, and all the nearby humans and monsters were blown away by this energy.

Qiu Xiu withdrew his palm and said with a light smile, "You can't hurt me, but I can hurt you."

Ning Jie withdrew his hand and pulled out Fu Shuo. He stared at Qiu Xiu who had no trace of chaos in his body, and asked, "What do you want?"

Although Qiu Xiuxiu was no match for any of the three of them, he could kill them as long as he consumed their spiritual energy.

Now that he is talking to them slowly here, it means that they have something that Qiu Xiu wants.

Qiu Xiu looked at Ning Jie with admiration: "You are Ning Nian's child, you are more flexible than your pedantic father."

Ning Jie suddenly smiled: "Qiu Xiu, I know what you want?"

There was a trace of interest in Qiu Xiu's eyes, he let out a cry, and asked, "Tell me what I want?"

Ning Jie tightened his grip on Fu Shuo: "You just want to use Fu Song and Ah Jie to tear apart the space-time tunnel and go back to the past."

Qiu Xiu sneered: "I really thought you were very smart, but it turns out that you are just a waste."

Ning Jie was not moved by Qiu Xiu's sarcasm, he continued: "After you became the Demon Lord, you kept chasing and killing my father, and it was nothing more than the location where the Demon Lord you wanted to find was Ji Ji."

The smile on Qiu Xiu's face froze.

Mi Chen was startled after hearing this.

Qiu Xiu quickly regained his composure, and said, "What does that mean? He is the former Demon Lord. How can I sit securely as the Demon Lord while he is alive?" Qiu Xiu's pupils slowly stood up, turning crimson Slowly dyeing the entire pupil, he approached Ning Jie and said in a voice, "Shouldn't I chase him down?!"

Ning Jie also showed a sarcastic smile on his face. He stretched out his hand and pierced Qiu Xiu's heart, and said softly: "Should you ask me? Are you chasing and killing the Demon Lord for the position of the Demon Lord? Want to find him because of something else?"

After saying that, Ning Jie Ningling stabbed Qiu Xiu's heart again.

Qiu Xiu narrowed his eyes.

Fu Song's previous moves to hurt him made him feel no pain at all, but the two spiritual powers of Ning Jie made him suddenly taste the pain of being pierced.

Mi Chen held Cang Bi tightly, as if Qiu Xiu was about to attack Ning Jie, so he stabbed Qiu Xiu into a sieve.

Qiu Xiu eased the pain, and said sharply: "People who are too smart don't live long."

Ning Jie's pupils also slowly stood up, and he said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will live longer than you."

Qiu Xiu sneered: "Little devil child, you really read a lot of books."

Immediately, he turned to face the chaotic group of humans and demons fighting, and said loudly: "I came this time not to take your life, but to pray for my god to bless me."

When the demon soldiers heard Qiu Xiu's voice, they stopped slowly.

When the monks on Liangling saw the demon soldiers stop and heard Qiu Xiu's words, they all became suspicious.

They looked at Ning Jie puzzled, hoping that he could give them an explanation.

Fu Song whispered: "No, he wants to threaten me to tell him the art of traveling through time and space."

Mi said in a low voice: "A Song, brother will protect you."

Qiu Xiu leaned over and looked at Mi Chen and Fu Song behind Ning Jie: "Aren't you heroes or saviors?" He straightened up slowly, looked at Ning Jie, and smiled gently, "Now I will give you the opportunity .”

At this time, a man with a broken arm stood up.

He faced the crowd, and performed a cruel salute with his intact arm and his broken arm: "All gentlemen, listen to me."

"Ningjie fell into the devil back then, and all the lords stood up for the morality in their hearts and became enemies of Ningjie. We made a lot of efforts for this, and you all paid a heavy price for this."

As he spoke, he looked at his disabled arm and said bitterly: "Many gentlemen have been disabled for life like me."

His eyes gradually turned hard, and this person looked at Ning Jie and the others with hatred, and pointed at Ning Jie with his good finger: "But what about them! They just regard us as a stepping stone for them to become famous! They got Fame and fortune, and put all the price on us!"

"After that battle, how many sects disappeared in the realm of comprehension! How many people died and were miserable!"

Hearing this, everyone lowered their heads unconsciously.

The monk's chest heaved violently.

After a long time, he calmed down, and said in a low voice: "Masters, if you still want to be a stepping stone for them to leave their names in history, then do so." I don’t want to accompany you any more.”

After he finished speaking, he wanted to leave.

Bai Wei endured the pain in his chest, and said loudly: "Qingfeng stopped him, and he is the one who is cooperating with Qiu Xiu!"

Hearing the words, Ning Jie threw out a burst of spiritual power, imprisoning this person in the barrier.

The man was also calm. He turned to look at Ning Jie, and said calmly, "Why, have you become angry from embarrassment? So come here to beat me up?"

Ning Jie was not angry at all, he looked at this person quietly for a moment, and suddenly said: "You are the Bian Qi who stood under the altar to prevent everyone from killing me and became famous."

Bian Qi was taken aback, he didn't expect Ning Jie to still remember himself.

Immediately he snorted coldly: "So what?"

Ning Jie sighed and said, "You have changed a lot. In other words, you have not changed. You are still the same Bian Qi who weighed the pros and cons and was eager to become famous."

Bian Qi blushed, and then became angry from embarrassment: "What? If you protect you and think about your Liang Ling, you are a gentleman or a good person. If you don't protect you and don't join forces with your Liang Ling, you are a traitor|thief?"

Ning Jie ignored Bian Qi's words, but took a closer look at his clothes.

Compared with the green shirt before, he is not only wearing gold and silver at this time, even the outer shirt is woven with high-quality spiritual silk.

Ning Jie suddenly asked: "Where is the lame boy who stood up first? Is he still wearing a green shirt?"

Bian Qi immediately understood that the person Ning Jie was talking about was Yan Ling.

He snorted coldly, and wrote lightly: "He limped a pair of legs, and he probably lost his legs and feet in a certain demon sword."

Qiu Xiu didn't have the time to listen to Ning Jie and Bian Qi chatting here, and he returned to the smile he had when he first met: "You two are talking about the past slowly, as for the spell I want, it's not too late for you to think about it for a day. I have waited for so many years, and I don't care about this short day."

After saying that, Qiu Xiu took out a folding fan from nowhere, opened it and fanned it lightly, turned around and was about to leave.

But before he took a few steps, he was stopped by the barrier.

Ning Jie withdrew his hands and said coldly, "Are you allowed to go?"

Qiu Xiu's eyes froze, he turned around and closed his fans, and said in a cold voice, "What is the meaning of Ning Jun?"

Ning Jie tilted his head slightly: "What do you mean?" He smiled suddenly, "Of course it's killing intent."

As Ning Jie finished speaking, Qiu Xiu also felt that something was wrong with his body. When he looked down, his legs were actually entangled by vines.

These vines were full of thorns, and they were still covered with blood. The needle pierced into the muscles and bones, and the blood vessels on his legs were punctured, leaving them slowly.

Qiu Xiu smiled lightly, and slapped the fan lightly, destroying the vines on his legs.

He said: "Ning Jun, your blood is useless to me. If you want to kill me by killing General Baiyu, it will be useless."

Ning Jie sneered and said, "Who said it was my blood?"

Qiu Xiu looked at Mi Chen and Fu Song behind Ning Jie. As expected, Mi Chen supported Fu Song with one hand, and cut a hole with the middle finger of the other hand. The blood turned into light red spiritual power, which slowly flowed into Ning Jie's body. underfoot.

It turned out that the vine was not formed by Ning Jie, but by Mi Chen!

Qiu Xiu looked down at the vines that were wrapped around him again and the corroded flesh on them, and sneered, "You're really willing to let him bleed."

He quickly raised his hand to split the barrier of Ning Jie with his fan, and walked out from inside dragging the vines.

Qiu Xiu rushed in front of Ning Jie, raised his hand to strangle his neck, and said with a sneer, "You think you can kill me like this? Even if he can kill my body with blood, I can go find me others**!"

Qiu Xiu tilted his head, looked over Ning Jie's shoulder, looked at Mi Chen and said with a smile, "There are still a few Weiwu Immortal Venerables in this world for you to cut blood!" Speaking of this, he laughed loudly, "But Once Immortal Venerable Weiwu dies, I can also enter the next world with my god."

He looked at Fu Song with a blue face, and said softly, "My God, we can't rest until we die!"