The Great Wild God

Su Qingfeng, Su Fanglong and others drove two refined bronze chariots in front.

Zong Ya, Gu Jianfeng, and Zuoqiu drove a refined bronze chariot slightly behind, and Chen Xun accompanied the three women in the car.

Chen Xun closed his eyes to comprehend the refining method of the Xuan Lei Array. Qing Xuan and Jiang Bingyun also took a corner of the copper cart to practice, while Chang Xi looked bored through the small window and looked at the beauty of the snow in the distant mountains.

They circumvented from the western foot of Mangyaling, without encountering any monsters all the way. Eighteen scaly horses dragged the chariot down south. Apart from the bumpy and rugged road, there were no dangerous twists and turns.

Chen Xun still didn't bring A Qing with him this time. No one in Canglan could recognize A Qing's blood, but it was hard to tell when he brought it to Shenxiao Sect.

Chen Xun also left the two-tailed Firefox in Longqiutan with Changzhen and Lao Kui. Chen Xun didn't know what dangers would be encountered in Longqiutan, but the development of Beishan would be completely stagnated.

Unless all the monsters can be removed, everyone in Beishan can only be trapped in Longqiu Lake.

The Xuanyin heavy water array can only cover a small area with Longqiutan as the core and a few miles in radius.

Such a small place is only enough for thousands of children and relatives of Beishan to take refuge and survive.

Even if the siege of the White Wolf River is solved, there will be no possibility of completely solving the troubles in the short term. There will still be a large number of monsters in the later stage, continuously crossing the Tushan Mountain and entering the Mangya Ridge.

Looking at the scenery, Chang Xi turned her head and looked at Jiang Bingyun, who asked her to cover her face with a mask. Jiang Bingyun didn’t say a word along the way. He just sat cross-legged in the inner corner of the chariot to practice. It seems that cultivation is everything to her. She, she would lower her head to avoid others' eyes.

Chang Xi was very curious. Why did Chen Xun have so many secrets around him. He looked at Jiang Bingyun and asked Qingxuan with a smile: "Aren't you curious about her identity?"

"I'm just a sword slave next to the son. I don't have a name or a surname, and I don't have a face to see the world." Jiang Bingyun said when Chang Xi had nothing to say, his tone was flat, like a piece of ice under his tongue.

Of course Qing Xuan was curious about Jiang Bingyun's identity. She was like a shadow from the battle of Tianma Lake, following Chen Xun's side, so that she had no chance to get closer to Chen Xun.

It was just Chang Xi's questioning question, Qing Xuan's pretty face flushed, as if Chen Xun and her had no formal promises, she didn't have the face to put on a jealous posture.

Jiang Bingyun has lived in secluded ground in recent years. His skin is tenderer than that of a 16 or 17-year-old girl, and his eyebrows and eyes are slightly paler. Due to the change in his mind, his posture and deportment have changed a lot. Qing Xuan has been there for a few days. In the same car, Qing Xuan couldn't recognize that she was the "Aunt Yun" who had been missing for a long time.

Chen Xun saw the doubts in Qing Xuan's eyes and said, "If the siege of the White Wolf River can be successfully resolved this time, there are a lot of things to tell you after leaving Canglan."

Qing Xuan's beautiful eyes were immersed in the autumn, with moist and lustrous light, and I was embarrassed to whisper to Chen Xun in front of others, restraining his mind and continuing to understand Qingyuan Sword Art.

"What are you young couple talking about?" Chang Xi was very depressed when she saw that she couldn't even hear the whispers of Chen Xun and Qing Xuan.

Qing Xuan blushed and didn't say a word. Chen Xun knew that if she wanted something to distract Chang Xi's mind, this woman might be so bored to expose Jiang Bingyun's face.

Let Qingxuan know that Jiang Bingyun is still alive, there is nothing to do, but how does Jiang Bingyun face Su Qingfeng?

Chen Xun took out the Bleeding River Demon Sword from Xumi Ring and handed it to Chang Xi: "Master, can you see what is strange about this sword?"

The instant the Blood River Demon Sword was pulled out of Xumijie revealed its fierce blood-eating aura. Chang Xi's attention was immediately attracted, and he took the Blood River Demon Sword and placed it on her knees to sense it carefully. Careful, the more shocked he was, and he said in astonishment: "How many lives has been harvested by this sword, and the blood evil will be so fierce?"

Chen Xun couldn't understand the real strangeness of the Blood River Demon Sword even after seeing Chang Xi, he didn't directly break it.

If the secret of the Blood River Devil Sword is easy to be seen through, the people in black, Yi Qingquan and others who want to hide the remnants of the Thousand Demon Sect will take advantage of the space rift and return to Canglan from the Thousand Demon Realm. They will definitely remove Yang Zhu as soon as possible. Take back with the blood river magic sword.

Chen Xun also used the Soul Breaking Orb to enter the depths of Yang Zhu's divine soul, only to discover that Yang Zhu was using the outer pill magic power to cultivate the sword, otherwise he would mistake the evil spirit aura revealed by this sword for blood evil.

The Blood Sword Gate uses the Blood Sword as its gate, and Xuan Bing Ning has the blood evil spirit, so it shouldn't be a fuss.

After the slaughter, the Xuandao Baojia will attach to the blood evil, the heavier the killing, the heavier the blood evil.

However, a spirit sword can only condense such a strong blood evil unless it kills 100,000 or millions of people.

Four thousand years before the founding of Emperor Xiwu Dynasty, the suppression of rebellion and rebellion did not know how many times it took place. Each time, blood flowed into rivers and people piled up mountains. The killings of tens of thousands of people and millions of people occurred every time. In the middle, there are many Blood Fiend Profound Soldiers handed down.

It’s just that the Blood River Demon Sword used by Yang Zhu is not a blood evil mysterious soldier. It is a demon weapon made by condensing the Demon Sha from the Blood River Demon Art. In fact, it is equivalent to the Demon Shaman cultivated by Yang Zhu outside the body. The outer pill, it's just that the fire hasn't developed the magical nature.

Perhaps it is said that the man in black is very reluctant to use magic power to help Yang Zhujin enter the Heavenly Origin Realm, and Yang Zhu has not yet the ability to make a real Blood River Devil Sword.

"The Blood Sword Gate has been destroyed by Beishan. This sword is the magic sword used by the blood sword gate master Yang Zhu." Chen Xun said.

Chang Xi frowned her eyebrows tightly. She was perverse, but she also knew that the **** sword that Chen Xun solemnly carried with her was definitely not a simple matter.

"There are not so many people in the wasteland who can kill Yang Zhu to condense the blood..." Chen Xun said.

Chang Xi wanted to say that Yang Zhu might have obtained this **** evil soldier from elsewhere, but then he thought of what Chen Xun was about to say, and asked in shock: "You mean the breath leaked by this sword is not **** evil, but evil spirits. ?"

"I can't tell whether it is the blood evil spirit or the evil evil spirit. I just have some doubts," Chen Xun said. "I just don't know if there is a secret method to condense the evil evil spirit with a tool in the world..."

After Chen Xun said this, Chang Xi's mind suddenly became bright, and said: "Four thousand years ago, the thousand demon sects were not destroyed, and there was a magic weapon to condense the evil spirits."

"You guessed everything, it has nothing to do with me." Chen Xun retreated to the corner of the chariot and continued to comprehend the refining method of the mysterious thunder formation, like that blood river demon. The sword has nothing to do with him at all.

Chang Xi understood what Chen Xun's thoughts were, a small smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and he leaned forward and said, "Do you want to throw troubles on me?"

Chen Xuntan spread his hands, pretending to be confused, and asked: "What's the trouble? I don't know, what good is there on my side, I was called by the master to **** it, and even a spirit sword seized from the master of the blood sword gate I can't keep it. If the master is not rare, I just leave this sword out of the car and go."

Chang Xi was itchy with hate.

Naturally, Chen Xun knew that this magic sword was related to the Thousand Demon Sect. Such an important matter had to be reported to the sect, or else I didn’t know how much trouble would be. But if Chen Xun directly handed this magic sword to the sect, The shameful secrets in him are bound to be inevitable from the eyes of the real person.

After all, Chen Xun still wanted to hide his shameful secrets.

Chang Xi regretted it at this time. When he was in Longqiu Lake, he wanted to see the origins of the two old monsters hidden in the bottom of the lake.

It's just that Chang Xi was also afraid that the secret in her body would be seen through by others, but he did not expect to enlist Chen Xun at this time.

Chang Xi was annoyed. Seeing Chen Xun's mouth had a smug smile, he kicked him out of the car.

"Yeah!" Qing Xuan saw Chang Xi suddenly move her foot to Chen Xun, only to scream, and immediately covered her lips again, knowing that Chang Xi taught Chen Xun, it was not her turn to interrupt.

Chen Xun unexpectedly kicked Chang Xi, and Chang Xi deliberately revealed a spiritual depression on his chest that he couldn't resolve it. He fell a dog and ate **** before he came along, and got up in embarrassment.

Chang Xi smiled next to the carriage and asked, "Oh, how old is a person, you can fall asleep in a car, and Shenxiaozong's face has been lost to you..."

Chen Xun thought that he couldn't beat this girl, so he had to speed up and catch up with the refined bronze chariot that Su Fanglong was driving.

The academy monk in Su Fanglong’s car looked weird. Chen Xun smiled, "I have a bad foot when taking off my shoes. The boss can’t stand it, so he kicked me out of the car. These women, really It's unreasonable. My elders, you have a stinky foot, how big can it be?"

The monks in the fetal realm cleanse the marrow and make the blood easier, and the physical cultivation is purer than the fetal body. How can they still have foot odor? Su Fanglong and the others naturally did not believe in Chen Xun's nonsense, but Chang Xi's cultivation base was higher than the elder Taishang of the Academy, and he was also a true disciple of Shenxiao Sect, so they naturally did not dare to make jokes behind their backs.

Chen Xun's rise in Canglan over the years, during the Battle of Longqiu Lake, the situation of his twelve headed monster puppets has deeply penetrated everyone's hearts, but everyone still has the impression that he was young and frivolous. Even less than ten years ago, he felt that he was quite kind, without any sense of alienation, and nonsense.

At this moment, Hei Peng, who was flying above their heads, let out a stern scream without warning.

Chen Xun was startled, and when he looked up, he saw Hei Peng like a kite with a broken wire, planted from the sky like a boulder in a Shenhu lake. He didn't know his life or death.

Chang Xi was also suddenly shocked at this time, and his jade feet stepped on the aura green lotus into the air.

At this time, Chen Xun saw a black shadow on the top of the mountain on the right, like a black fog rolling in the valley, and electric light and flowing shadows generally came towards them, not far from them.

Chen Xun was horrified, even Chang Xi didn't have the slightest alert to call the enemy close to Qianzhang. How strong is this person?

If it weren't for Su Qingfeng's black pengs in the air, they would be impossible to detect if they were killed by the enemy. Chen Xun couldn't imagine such a tragic scene.

At such a short distance, it only takes a moment for the black shadow to kill, and in such a short time, the three gathering spirit mountains and river formations are simply not enough to activate.

The black shadow has a majestic breath, as if the mountains and rivers are pressing down, and people can't breathe. Chang Xi slashed away with a sword, and the man raised his hand and shook the hundred-zhang sword energy into shattering light and flowing shadows. Chang Xi was also unable to resist the force of the counter-shock, and her delicate body flew high.

Chen Xunqing knew that he was far from this person's enemy, but to fight for a short time for Su Fanglong and the others to run the Juling Mountains and Rivers, he had to gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

Chen Xun's mind turned, and nine spirit swords flowed out like a shadow, blocking the path of the black shadow rushing to kill the three refined bronze chariots...

"Get out of the way, you are not the enemy of the snake demon!" When Chang Xi saw Chen Xun actually blocking the car with a praying man's arm, he was anxious in the sky.

If you can't stop it, you have to stop it, Chen Xun's aura turned frantically, and poured into the nine spirit swords.

If he doesn't block, the three chariots will be broken in an instant, and most of them will be accounted here for more than ten people. RG