A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

The teleportation array set by Luo Shi is on a low mountain five hundred miles north of Dongsha City. This is a hidden volcanic cave. The teleportation array is on a huge rock among the volcanoes, and below it is the transpiring magma.

The twenty-three people and the 134 mortals who only had time to save were curled up in the corner. It was too close to the magma. The hot breath made it difficult for them to breathe. If it was not blue shirt middle-aged People use spiritual power to cover all mortals, I am afraid that many mortals will directly suffocate.

The middle-aged man in the blue shirt looked at the crater. The crater was covered with magma, and a layer of five-element method was shrouded on it.

The other comprehensionists also looked around in confusion. They thought they should face the Yumon demons, but somehow they would suddenly come to this inexplicable cave.

The teleportation array flashed again, and Mu Yu and Luo Tao also came to the cave. Xiaoshuai took Mu Yu's hand like a well-behaved little brother.

"The two of you are back? What about the Yumon Demon Clan? Where are we again? Where are the others?" The middle-aged man in blue shirt asked with a stern look.

He had just asked the mortals who were subsequently sent over, but each of them didn't remember what happened just like it was suddenly losing memory.

Mu Yu glanced around, and the fire of the molten light reflected on each rénmiàn Pang. No one had the joy of the rest of the life after the robbery. More was only puzzled and worried, because they worried that they would be transported to the old nest of the Yumon Demon Race.

"We should go out." Muyu looked at the hole above.

Luo Si had already jumped up, and Jianguang swept across, smashing the five-element array method above, revealing a starry starry sky. Mu Yu has rolled up all the people, and one by one left the crater with these mortals, followed by the remaining innocents.

There are higher peaks around the low mountain, covering this low mountain, even if someone flies through the sky, it is difficult to find it.

The killing breath on Muyu has converged. After accepting the killing breath, that breath can let him control it freely, but his inner anger can't be dissipated. The killing breath seems to have spread all over his body, all over him. With a chill, she refused to be thousands of miles away.

He took this group of mortals to set foot in a relatively open place halfway up the mountain. The temperature in the mountains was very low. These mortals were frozen and shivered, just like two days ago in the volcano. Cultivators originally wanted to ask what happened to Dongsha City, but when they saw the appearance of Mu Yu and Luo Shi, they didn't ask questions.

Xiaoshuai has already obtained many Danhuo stones from Muyu, and also found a lot of firewood to warm these mortal fires.

"Brother, thank you." Qingfan, only two years old, said seriously.

Xiaoshuai touched Qingfan, who was shorter than him, and said with a smile: "No need to thank, Xiaoqingfan is brave!"

Qingfan blinked his eyes and asked, "Brother, was that Yumon Demon Clan run away?"

Xiaoshuai glanced at Muyu and Luo Di, scratching his head, and said, "Yumeng Demon Race has been run away by us."

Both Mu Yu and Luo Tao were silent.

"Big Brother, how amazing you are!" Qingfan said with a respectful expression, excitedly.

Xiaoshuai patted Qingfan's shoulder without saying much. He walked to Muyu's side and sat down.

But Qingfan seemed to have any problems. They ran towards Muyu and didn’t care about the looming coldness in Muyu and Luo Shao, but asked: "Brother, does that mean we will be tomorrow Can you go home?"

The remaining twenty innocencers set their sights on Mu Yu and Luo Luo, and the remaining more than one hundred mortals. They all wanted to know this. If the Yumon demons have been driven away, where have the rest of Dongsha City gone?

The handsome said hesitantly: "There is no more Dongsha City."

Qingfan's face was white, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Is our home ruined by the Yumon demons?"

Xiaoshuai doesn't know how to answer this question.

Long silence.

"Where did the rest of those people go?" Qingfan asked again.

Muyu looked up at Qingfan and said flatly, "Dead."

Everyone was stunned. There are more than 100,000 people in Dongsha City, all of them dead?

"Dead? Brother, are they all dead? Have they all been killed by Yumon Demon Clan?" Qingfan asked anxiously.

He is only two years old, childish and unscrupulous, will not anger Muyu and Luo Di, and will also express the doubts of everyone's heart.

"Dead in the hands of the devil." Mu Yu said indifferently.

Slaughtering the city's innocence, Mu Yu and Luo Shao are demons.

Those who are killing the old city master and the family of Xuanzhengtang, who want to give Muyu to the Yumon demons, are also demons!

These people died in the hands of Mu Yu and Luo Tao, but they also died in their own hands. They didn't have to die, as long as they were a little **** and a little dignified, Muyu would rescue them.

However, among the more than 100,000 people, only twenty-three people have not forgotten the bloodiness and dignity of being a human race, and Mu Yu is powerless to these people.

Qingfan clenched her fist firmly and said: "Big Brother, when I grow up, I will destroy the Yumon Demon Clan like you, and destroy all demons!"

Both Mu Yu and Luo Shao looked at Qingfan, their eyes were not surprised, they didn't say anything.

Xiaoshuai moved his mouth, trying to tell Qingfan what the "demon" meant, but in the end he still didn't say it.

Qingfan looked at the five neat coffins behind Muyu and asked suspiciously: "Brother, what are these five xiāngzǐ?"

"Five loyal people are asleep," Mu Yu said softly.

Qingfan felt his head puzzled and asked, "Brother, do you mean that the grandfather and grandfather sleep here?"

"Ok."

"When will the city's grandfather wake up?"

"When demons lose themselves, they may wake up, or they may never wake up."

"Why did the devil lose himself? If the devil lost himself, would he be killed by us?"

Mu Yu looked at Qingfan's clear and flawless eyes. For some reason, he looked at Qingfan's pure eyes, but he didn't get a trace of irritability.

"I don't know, but if you want to kill the demon, you must understand whether you are a demon." Mu Yu said calmly.

"I will be a good person like my brother, not a demon." Qingfan said seriously.

"We don't have to be good people, the innocent people are not necessarily good people, understand?" Mu Yu's voice fluctuated a little.

Qingfan nodded, seemingly incomprehensible.

Then he seemed to think of something. He pulled out a pair of porcelain men with the size of a thumb, and handed them to Mu Yu and Luo Si one by one: "Big Brother, this is a porcelain man of the true god, which can bring me good. Fortunately, big brother, you saved us and killed the Yumon demons. We are our big heroes. These two porcelain men gave it to the big brother, and will bring you good luck in the future."

Luo Di did not pick it up, but said, "I am not a big hero."

Mu Yu didn't pick it up either. He was afraid of the word "big hero" because he remembered Mu Hao, who is now studying formations in Zhenzong. At that time, Mu Hao always said that his brother was a "big hero" of the human race, but now The "big hero" in Mu Hao's mind has become the demon that slaughtered Dongsha City.

He can no longer be a big hero.

"Big Brother is a big hero in my heart." Qingfan said innocently.

Muyu hesitated for a moment and reached for the porcelain man. His finger touched Qingfan's hand and suddenly shrank back.

His body was cold, like a piece of ice. Qingfan's hands were warm and as warm as Xiaoshuai, but Xiaoshuai would not be frostbitten. He was worried that Qingfan would be frostbitten by himself.

"Brother, why are your hands so cold? Are you sick?" Qingfan asked worriedly.

Muyu took a deep breath, the ice on her body gradually dissipated, and the temperature in her body gradually increased.

"Thank you."

Muyu took over Qingfan's little porcelain man, which was the appearance of a true god. The craftsman who pinched the porcelain was very clever, exactly the same as the true **** on the gate of the city.

"What about me? You didn't give me anything?" Xiaoshuai blinked.

"I still have. My dad bought me nine. My dad said that the true **** had nine avatars before and could control nine sky swords. It was very powerful, so he bought me nine." Take out one and hand it to Xiaoshuai.

"This big brother, don't you really want it?" Qingfan asked Luo Di.

Luo Mo was silent for a moment, reaching for the porcelain.

"Great! With the protection of the true God, we will all have good luck in the future!" Qingfan said happily.

Is the protection of the true God?

Mu Yu and Luo Tao looked at the porcelain people in their hands, and a strange thing appeared in their hearts. Their master was the true **** in Qingfan's mouth, but where is the true **** now?

"Right, big brother, you saved us, I don't even know your name! Are you a fairy sent by the powerful gate?" Qingfan asked again.

Twenty innocences on the one side all raised their spirits~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is also what they want to know. These two people look so young, but they are able to fight against the Yumon demons and send them out. Which martial art is it?

Mu Yu and Luo Tao glanced at each other, without opening.

But Xiaoshuai interjected with great carelessness: "The three of us have no school and no factions, we have no place in the world, we are home for the whole world, we are the heroes of the heroes, we punish the evil from evil. I am Da Mao, he is Er Mao, he is San Mao!"

"Brother Mao, you are the youngest, why is it called Mao?"

"I tell you! Age is not a problem, I am their brother, don’t look at my youngest, in fact, I am the most powerful..."

Xiaoshuai started talking to Qingfan incessantly, and Qingfan listened very seriously. His face was amazed and his expression was colorful.

This is a sleepless night, everyone is listening to Xiaoshuai spitting and fervently telling the chuánqí story of how he defeated the Yumon demons with Ermao and Sanmao, which diluted the atmosphere that should be sad and gave this long torment. A touch of color added at night. (https://)