Everytime I wake up I'm on the way to get married [Quick Transmigration]

Outside the house, Wei Hefeng didn't hear the conversation between the two inside the door, but he saw their movements clearly, and immediately followed the way he had agreed with Ning Shenrong, and sent a letter back.

Just as the spirit bird flapped its wings and charged towards the sky, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes!

There was a rustling sound——

Wei Hefeng turned around abruptly, "Who?!"

No one answered his question, only a faint light-colored mist rose from the ground and slowly spread around.

The golden light of the magic circle also flickered in the mist.

Wei Hefeng's expression changed drastically.

He immediately realized that this was not a place for Chen Yuan to meet privately, but a trap!

Thinking of this, he hurriedly turned around, but he didn't see the thatched hut just now, and the sky also changed from white to dark, becoming dark and gloomy, and the surroundings were gloomy.

This is a maze of illusions.

Chu Jianglou said to Chen Yuan: "This maze will trap him for at least three days and three nights. Keeping him alive is to prevent Ning Shenrong from being aware of his death, so as to raise his vigilance."

The cultivators of each sect also came out of their hiding places, worked together to move Wei Hefeng to another place in the shortest possible time, and then came back in a hurry, saying to the two of them, "Ning Shenrong will arrive at any time, and I will trouble you both."

Compared with the nervousness of the rest of the people, Chen Yuan and Chu Jianglou, who really needed to deal with Ning Shenrong, looked indifferent as usual.

Chen Yuan walked to the table.

He was about to sit down when the cold voice of the system suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Please note that the completion of the plot has reached 100%, the energy of the space jump has been supplemented, whether the host chooses to stay or not. If it is, the countdown to open the space jump will be activated, and if it is not, it will be teleported immediately."

Chen Yuan paused slightly with his hand on the table.

Chu Jiang took a step forward upstairs, "Brother, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing."

Chen Yuan sat down slowly, and it took a while to talk to the system, "How long do I have?"

"According to Small World Time, the countdown is 48 hours."

"Whether the host chooses to turn on the countdown."

Chen Yuan turned his eyes to Chu Jianglou who was sitting next to him.

The latter looked over, "Brother, did you fight Ning Shenrong after worrying?"

Chen Yuan asked him back, "After solving Ning Shenrong, what do you want to do most?"

Chu Jianglou was a bit inexplicable, but he still thought about it carefully before replying: "After this battle, I want to go back to the sect with my brother to complete the double cultivation ceremony. If I don't like to stay in Wanjianzong, I will accompany my brother until I find him." As far as you like."

After listening to him, Chen Yuan said, "So, what you want to do the most is to complete the double cultivation ceremony?"

Chu Jianglou was startled.

Chen Yuan continued: "If I give you two days to finish this matter, is that enough?"

Chu Jianglou still couldn't understand why he suddenly mentioned this, but it was related to the double cultivation ceremony, and he didn't perfunctory, "It's a little hasty, but it's enough."

"Okay." Chen Yuan said, "Then I will give you two days."

Chu Jianglou's heart moved, and he reached out to grab Chen Yuan's palm, "Brother, what do you mean, after this place is over, we will go back to the sect to hold the double cultivation ceremony?"

"Ah."

Facing the shining black eyes of Chujiang Tower, Chen Yuan didn't speak again.

The system has turned on the space jump countdown.

There are only two days left, which is the last period of his stay in the small world.

Chu Jianglou didn't know this yet, and he couldn't hide his surprise, "I will prepare." After saying that, he leaned over and kissed Chen Yuan's lips.

At this moment, Chu Jianglou sensed that the spreading divine consciousness was touched, and a coercion belonging to the overhaul of the integration period came over!

Chen Yuan raised his hand to clasp Chu Jianglou's waist, and the two flew back together.

The next moment, a beam of light crashed to the ground, and the tables and chairs where the Chujiang Tower was just now turned into dust.

The thatched cottage suddenly exploded at the same time!

Ning Shenrong stood in the air with his hands behind his back, his eyes were gloomy, and his tone was cold, "Chujiang Tower?"

Chu Jianglou had no disguise on his body at this time, so it was not unusual for him to be recognized. Seeing Ning Shenrong, he only raised his foot half a step forward to block in front of Chen Yuan.

Ning Shenrong did not ignore his actions, so he sneered: "What a loving couple!" He said and looked at Chen Yuan, "I treat you well, but you have a private meeting with someone from the sect, Chen Yuan, What kind of place do you think the Wuji Mansion is, since you have entered, you will not be allowed to act recklessly."

With Shi Yushan's temptation, when he faced Chen Yuan again, his confidence returned to the past, "No matter who you have a marriage contract with today, if you have a double cultivation with me, you have to agree if you don't agree!"

Just as he was about to make a move, practitioners from various sects sat down cross-legged one after another, chanting words in their mouths, causing bursts of golden light to faintly appear on the ground.

Above the golden light, Ning Shenrong's figure flickered slightly.

Recognizing this large formation, his face changed slightly, "How dare you set a trap for me?"

Watching his movements, Chu Jianglou knew that he would not want to stay for a long time under the serious injury, so he dodged and landed in the eye of the magic circle, and the spells with both hands changed like shadows, flying up and down.

As soon as Chu Jianglou made a move, Ning Shenrong's pressure doubled, and his face was gloomy, "Looking for death!"

However, the sound of Mo Xuan's sword coming out of its sheath overwhelmed his voice.

Chen Yuan stepped lightly on his feet, stepped on the sword to be level with him, "Your opponent is me."

As soon as he finished speaking, two balls of light, one gold and one red, slowly condensed from the palms of his hands.

Seeing this familiar scene, Ning Shenrong's unhealed chest immediately felt a dull pain, and his hands trembled suddenly——

While he was distracted, the formula in Chu Jianglou's hands changed again, and the golden light suddenly shone!

The cultivators of all sects who maintained the formation all turned pale, but those in the middle stage of distraction were even more angry and bloody, and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, but even so, they didn't dare to take it lightly, and dared not take the magic formula in their hands for a moment. Relax.

Ning Shenrong fell down suddenly at the same time!

His cultivation was retreating steadily in the golden light, but unlike the imaginations of all sects, he stopped after falling only one level, and his cultivation was still at the peak in the field, distracted and perfect.

Those who can fight against him, Chen Yuan can only be distracted in the late stage, and the perfect Chujiang Tower in the late stage can consume a lot of spiritual power and has not yet made up for it. Although Ning Shenrong has fallen to a level, he is also weaker than the two of them. high.

Of the two sides, it is obvious that Ning Shenrong has a better chance of winning.

The cultivators of various sects quickly realized this, and their faces turned pale.

Chen Yuan didn't pay attention to the expressions of the people on the ground. He didn't intend to waste time on Ning Shenrong. Seeing that his realm had fallen, the two streamers in his hands twisted into one in an instant, turning into a dragon's head and roaring towards Ning Shenrong!

"At the late stage of the distinction, you dare to yell at me," Ning Shenrong said coldly, thinking of Shi Yushan's report, "You—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the dragon's head had arrived.

Thinking that Chen Yuan might be the reincarnation of the Golden Immortal, and that he had shown supernatural powers, Ning Shenrong didn't hold back, and used [-]% of his strength to block the blow, but——

'boom--! '

The cultivators of various sects stared blankly at the dragon's head passing through Ning Shenrong's chest, and the real dragon's tail pulled the latter fiercely to the ground, kicking up sand and dust, as if shaking the sky and the earth.

"This...how is this possible..."

Ning Shenrong, who was spitting blood, also had the same question, his eyes were tearing apart, "This is impossible!"

"Noisy."

Chen Yuan raised his finger and swung it lightly, his fingertips slid across from left to right in front of him, nine exquisite swords with half arm length appeared one by one.

This is one of Wan Jianzong's unique skills, and Ning Shenrong naturally knows it.

He was startled and angry, regardless of his distress, he gathered all his strength to shield him with a spiritual force, and the Linglong sword rushed towards him in the next instant!

After blocking the Linglong Sword, Ning Shenrong's body was full of demon energy. The aggravated injury made him feel more crisis in his heart, and he couldn't help subconsciously looking up at Chen Yuan again.

He glanced into Chen Yuan's thin and distant eyes, and then saw Chen Yuan's thin lips lightly opened, and he recited a formula. Before he could hear it clearly, he saw the black ink sword behind Chen Yuan split into two, split into two for four—

Before Ning Shenrong was terrified, some cultivators gasped.

"Wan Jian Jue!"

"Such a unique skill, Chen Yuan has learned it at such an age..."

At this time, Chu Jianglou came out of the golden light holding the Inheritance Immortal Sword.

His spiritual power was consumed too much, but his complexion was still sharp and cold. He looked at Ning Shenrong with pitch-black eyes, carrying a piercing chill, "Ning Shenrong, today I will use your blood to pay homage to the spirit of my father in heaven."

Ning Shenrong couldn't escape in time, and suddenly became furious, "Get out of here!"

Chu Jianglou's body skills are as hard to capture as wind and shadow, but his sword tactics are as powerful as thunder, not easier to deal with than Chen Yuan. The blood on Ning Shenrong's front is still fresh, adding new marks.

Seeing that Chen Yuanwan's sword art was formed, he showed despair, and finally begged for mercy: "Chen—"

Most of the spiritual energy in Chen Yuan's dantian was emptied, and he was even less interested in nonsense. He just turned his mind, and thousands of phantoms of spiritual swords behind him moved with his mind, piercing through the air overwhelmingly!

Ning Shenrong was forced to retreat by Chujiang Tower, unable to dodge in time, and suffered the pain of Wanjian piercing his heart head-on.

The aura exploded in his body, bursting out a puff of blood mist.

Chu Jianglou didn't stop, he raised his sword and stabbed at Ning Shenrong's vitals again.

Ning Shenrong fought and retreated until there was no way to retreat, so he fought against Chujianglou with all his strength. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and was no match for Chujianglou anyway. Several mistakes cut off his way of life .

After a long time, he was pierced through his dantian by a sword, his staring eyes gradually dimmed, and he fell straight to the ground with scars all over his body.

The cultivators of all sects were stunned, and felt that the end of this matter was too easy and simple.

"Ning Shenrong, is he dead?"

"I can't feel his breath, it must be..."

Chen Yuan floated to the ground.

Everyone looked at him with complicated eyes.

The surroundings were quiet for a while.

Chu Jianglou put away his sword and walked in front of him, "Brother, are you injured?"

His voice broke the silence, all cultivators looked at each other and got up to surround them.

The formation was unmaintained, and the golden light suddenly dissipated.

"Chen Daoyou, Chu Sect Master, thanks to the two of you today!"

"That's right, I didn't expect Chen Daoyou to learn Wanjian Jue. It really makes me feel ashamed."

Hearing everyone's flattery, Chen Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and his gaze crossed the place where Ning Shenrong fell.

There was no one there.

Jie Jie's strange laughter quickly approached, "Chen Yuan, if you destroy my foundational avenue, you will pay for it with your life!"

Chu Jianglou was the first to see clearly that the seal formed in Ning Shenrong's hand was a self-destruction formula. He didn't think about it, and before he had time to think about anything else, he immediately took a step across Chen Yuan's body.

"Want to go? It's not that easy!"

A red and black streamer turned into a thin thread and bypassed Chu Jianglou and Chen Yuan's waist, and the two easily broke away, but this short half-breath time was enough for Ning Shenrong to form a handprint.

Chu Jianglou rushed towards Chen Yuan, "Brother!"

Chen Yuan glanced at him, raised his hand to wrap him in his arms, and switched positions at the moment Ning Shenrong blew himself up.

Chu Jianglou's pupils constricted, "No—"

The instant burst of devilish energy wrapped his voice and the loud noise together in the sound of the wind and slowly dissipated.

The self-destruction of the fit overhaul is earth-shattering.

In an instant, the vegetation turned into debris and danced wildly with flying sand and rocks!

Overhead was covered with dark clouds, and the sky became more and more gloomy without a trace of light.

After a while, the movement stopped.

A mountain has been leveled.

But Chu Jianglou didn't care about it anymore.

Protected by Chen Yuan in front of him, he was clearly unscathed, but the dense tingling pain in his heart came like a tide.

"Brother..."

Chen Yuan closed his eyes, and there was not much pain on his usual indifferent face, only a pair of sword eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his breathing was inaudible.

Chu Jianglou didn't dare to move, he was afraid of disturbing something, and wanted to lower his voice, but his throat was very dry, "Brother..."

He raised his hand, the sticky scarlet palm made him almost unable to restrain the rising fear, and after a while, he finally endured the anxiety, and made a formula to send spiritual power to Chen Yuan to heal his wounds.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed across Chen Yuan's chest.

Chu Jianglou paused.

He finally came to his senses, "Heartguard..."

His icy fingertips finally felt sensation, his thin white lips gradually trembled slightly, his breathing gradually became rapid, his eye sockets were sore and bitter, and his eyes, which were forced to stay calm, were soaked in a layer of water in the blink of an eye, and immediately condensed into a teardrop. into the temples.

"A breastplate," he whispered hoarsely, "and a breastplate..."

After finishing speaking, he carefully helped Chen Yuan up, ignoring the other injured cultivators, and went back to Wanjianzong with his sword.