Whether it is the magic qi of a demon cultivator or the clear qi of an ordinary cultivator, if it is not deliberately hidden, it will become more conspicuous. Going straight down like this without saying a word is reckless.

Probably Fuyao Mountain will always be his anti-scale.

Shuideng said urgently: "Hey, little brother, wait a minute..."

She was about to chase, when suddenly a hand grabbed her arm, Yan Zhengming pulled her behind him and instructed, "Don't follow, stay away."

Before the puddle could react, Yan Zhengming's figure had disappeared in a flash.

Although Cheng Qian was very angry, he was not very impulsive. When he landed, he had already restrained his breath, and he got into the crack of the tree like a breeze, and then the leaves swept up without surprise. The canopy is dense.

After only one glance, he frowned and saw that there were two men and one woman there. The women's dresses were very strange. If it wasn't for the lack of demonic aura, she looked like a demon cultivator, with a huge morning glory on her head. , The clothes are disheveled, and all the places to wear clothes are covered with various petals. The red hands and feet are pierced from the hearts of several large flowers, and they are covered with flower vine-shaped bracelets and anklets.

Among the two men, one was setting up on the ground, and the other had obtained a small table and stool from somewhere, and was sitting quietly drinking tea.

The flower girl smiled charmingly and said, "I and Xiaoxiang-Jun do not know how to form formations. This time, it is thanks to you, Brother Lu."

When the people who arranged the formation heard it, they hurriedly said flatteringly: "How dare you, this junior is also taking the ride of the two seniors to pick up some small things that the seniors don't like. One day, if Lord Xiaoxiang will win the title of Beiming, if you can ask the junior to wait on the front and back of the horse, Then I shall die without regret."

Xiaoxiang Jun, who was drinking tea, raised the corners of his mouth without smiling: "You know it's good."

The person who set up the formation bowed his head docilely, and the flower girl giggled and said, "Big Brother Lu's mouth is really sweet - you say that Fuyao Mountain is also weird, it's clearly a cultivator, but it goes back and forth. Ren Damo, there are rumors that the last Beiming Jun was also born here, I don't know if it is true."

Xiaoxiang-jun sneered: "I don't know about the previous term, but what kind of ability does the surnamed Han have to be able to cultivate the body of a demon dragon and call himself the sect of all demons? If you say there is no secret treasure here, I don't believe it. of."

The flower girl twisted and walked forward, sat sideways on the knee of that Xiaoxiangjun, stretched out her long arms, wrapped around the opponent's neck ambiguous, and whispered: "Wait for us to use the formation method surnamed Han. After breaking the seal of Fuyao Mountain and digging out the secret of his becoming a demon dragon, he just happened to be sitting here watching the tiger fight, waiting for him and the lackeys in Tianyan to lose both sides, and then sit back and reap the profits... Then you will command the world, how majestic , but don't forget the strength of the slave family."

At this time, Cheng Qian, who was at a high place, had already recognized the formation. The formation in the hands of the person who set up the formation was exactly the same as that of Han Yuan. Although he intellectually knew that nothing could open Fuyao Mountain except for the seal of Kaifeng Mountain. was still furious in heart.

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around his shoulders from behind, as if trying to stop him from acting rashly.

Cheng Qian closed his eyes and said with his divine sense: "These three people are going to fish in troubled waters when they are fighting against the magic dragon in Tianyan. I think they are not weak and should not be underestimated. If there are any variables at that time. But it's not good."

Yan Zhengming listened to his explanation, was silent for a moment, and replied, "Kill it."

After finishing speaking, Yan Zhengming's whole body had already turned into an afterimage, like an unsheathed sword, rushing towards the seemingly most powerful Lord Xiaoxiang.

Xiaoxiang Jun shouted angrily, "Who is this!"

Yan Zhengming: "The one who wants your life."

During the conversation, the two had already faced each other. Xiaoxiang-jun opened his mouth and spit. There were three shields about a foot thick in the air for no reason. All kinds of ominous black air were faintly radiating. Showing fear, hurriedly hid aside.

Xiaoxiang-Jun floated behind the shield. Before he could relax, he heard a loud bang. Three shields were smashed by a sword. The sword energy was not sharp at first glance, but it was only when the sword was close to him that he could feel its terrifying power.

Xiaoxiang-Jun was startled, he stretched out his arms, his sleeves were puffed up by two groups of black, for a while, this Xiaoxiang-Jun's whole person became hideous, he was wrapped in the black air, hissing: "I see You are tired and crooked, I will give you a breath of death, and go see your Taoist ancestor!"

The flowers, plants, insects and birds touched by the shadow were all dead immediately, and in a blink of an eye they turned into dead branches and bones in the same place - the death energy rose from his palm!

As soon as Jun Xiaoxiang raised his hand, two savage rage rushed towards Yan Zhengming, colliding with the True Essence of Body Protection around him.

The body-protecting real essence was swallowed up by the death energy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after it turned into the death energy, it merged into the scorched black mass.

At this moment, Li Yun's voice came from the air: "That's the reversal of yīn Yang Dafa, and the true essence and anger will be swallowed up by it, but the sword will not be broken—"

His voice fell, and more than a dozen swords of the primordial spirit had been pushed out like raindrops, and the sword energy was like a raging wind, sweeping out dàng dàng, it was only then that Xiaoxiang-Jun could clearly see the sword in his hand. ——It was a wooden sword without any edge!

Xiaoxiang-jun's pupils shrank, Yan Zhengming suddenly withdrew his body-protecting essence, before his death qi could get close, he was suddenly torn apart by the sword shadow in the air, and several swords of primordial spirit continued to gain momentum, sending out a "humming" bee. Ming, rushing straight to Xiaoxiang-Jun.

Xiaoxiang Jun was hit in the opposite direction by a sword, but Li Yun said, "Be careful!"

The next moment, that "Xiaoxiang-Jun" turned into a skeleton on the spot, staring at Yan Zhengming with a pair of black eyes - it was actually a substitute.

Countless Xiaoxiang Jun haunted and was pierced by the sword of Yuanshen countless times, but for a moment, Yan Zhengming was surrounded by skeletons, and the two actually stalemate for a while.

Speaking of the flower girl, she reacted very quickly. As soon as Yan Zhengming's sword energy came out, she made a decisive move and pushed Xiaoxiang-Jun to the front. She threw herself out of the way, and wrinkled her eyebrows embroidered with petals: "Jianxiu?"

To a certain extent, Mo Xiu is most afraid of Jian Xiu. This group of people is born with a suffocating energy. Except for the demons in the heart, they can be said to be invincible. The flower girl sees something wrong and wants to run immediately. A cold sword intent enveloped her, and only one person said behind her, "Where are you going?"

The flower girl looked back, her brows were startled at first, and then she smiled again, her face was like a flower that suddenly bloomed, she lightly covered her lips, and smiled: "Where is the little brother, so handsome. "

As soon as she opened her mouth, she brought Meiyin, even if the other party had a higher cultivation level than her and couldn't confuse the other party's mind, it was enough to make people dazed. When Li Yun saw it in the air, he was about to say a reminder, but before he could open his mouth, Cheng Qian had already struck a sword. photographed.

Li Yun was dumbfounded for a moment, then smiled and said, "This little diver-Shuikeng, your little brother is good at this, with a firm mind and never be charmed by superficial skills like beauty, you learn a little bit."

Puddle glanced at him in confusion: "What to learn? I'm not confused by beauty, I'm beauty myself."

Li Yun was so sad: "My God, you have to show your face too, Junior Sister."

Then, without waiting for the puddle to fry, he said: "Xiao Qian, pay attention and hold your breath, this woman's face is rotten, and it looks like she has practiced the 'knowledge of the mind', and there are many methods of poison gas and pollen."

In just a few words from Li Yun, Cheng Qian's sword energy had formed a frosty curtain, and all the peach and plum chūn wind would freeze into ice flowers, and the sword move of the Fuyao wooden sword in his hand was more savage than the sea cháo sword. With just two or three moves, one of the pink-pink skeleton's arm has been removed.

The flower girl screamed, but unfortunately, whether it was Jun Xiaoxiang, who was forced to hide by Yan Zhengming, or the formation man who didn't dare to show up at all, they ignored her—these people were not even Lin Bird, it was a bit windy. Chuī suddenly turned his face and didn't know each other.

Frost quickly spread between her wounds, and Cheng Qian listened to Li Yun's words. In order not to give her a chance to spread out any messy tricks, he simply planned to freeze the person and solve it with a sword.

The flower girl had long since recovered from her eloquent words. She narrowly avoided a few swords and stared at Cheng Qian fiercely. She wished she could swallow him alive. She suddenly let out a scream that was not like a human voice. She fell off her body, and the blood mist sprayed out several meters. The two blooming flowers on Kong dàngdàng's shoulders closed suddenly, fell from her body, and a flower field grew on the ground.

Huatian quickly absorbed her stumps and bloodstains, and then spewed out a thick mist.

Kong Nian Da was about to probe his head to take a look, but was dragged back by Li Yun.

"Be careful," Li Yun said, "Your master has seen it, but you may not have seen it. This woman is probably fighting. It is a flower field raised by the host's flesh and blood. Don't take a sip. After watching it for a long time, you will fall into the illusion of the flower field. middle……"

Nianda: "Ah? What about my master?"

Li Jun: "This is also in his hands. He is the body of Ju Lingyu, and these have limited impact on him."

The voice fell, and the flowers in the flower field collapsed without warning. A burst of ice and snow fell from the sky, and the pollen fell to the ground. The dark-colored Cheng Qian appeared a little indifferently, but a flower fell on his shoulder. Weirdly beautiful peach blossoms.

The flower goddess, who had almost turned into a half-person stick, changed a bit, and finally her eyes fell on the peach blossom on his shoulder, she suddenly leaned forward and back and laughed: "Haha, you are no longer a mortal body, and you still have peach blossoms. What? You sane monks..."

As soon as he said this, he successfully alarmed several people around him.

Before she could finish her words, Cheng Qian took a sword from his waist, and at this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the direction of Taiyin Mountain in the distance, mixed with the sound of wind, giant birds chirping, horse neighing, and wild roars. , The sound of the rushing flood... It came in my ears, and it was earth-shattering.

Li Yun's face changed suddenly: "Senior brother, make a quick decision, the Demon Slaying Formation is activated!"