Estranged

Yun Hai's words naturally did not continue.

Including him, all three were attracted by the earth-shattering loud noise.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and there will be a few explosions from time to time, and they can hear it from far away, but the movement in the city will only be bigger.

Xu Jingxian: "What's going on!"

Naturally no one could answer her this question, and Xu Jingxian also knew that she couldn't get the answer, so she just couldn't help but want to go and have a look.

Crisis also means opportunity. In the world of practice, even if you are very talented, you will never be able to advance smoothly and rise to the top. A place where she can retire comfortably, she was also the one who made her way from the bottom back then.

It's just that the situation ahead is unclear, there is still a difference between rushing into the field and knowing yourself and the enemy before making a move.

She couldn't wait for the answer from the two of them, so she couldn't help but slander her, but she heard Chang Ming suddenly say: "It seems that we have to go to Qixinghe."

Xu Jingxian turned her head in doubt, but couldn't help but take half a step back.

In the depths of the dense fog, groups of gray fuzzy air masses slowly approaching, like a living person wrapped in the gray fog, or like a shadow coming alive and becoming tangible.

These things don't have facial features, and their limbs only have a shape but no substance. The walking looks slow, but they are not far away from them, and they are already two or three feet away in a short time.

Xu Jingxian bent down to pick up a burning firewood, and threw it towards the gray air mass. The flame drew an arc and landed precisely on the gray figure in the middle.

With a brush, the gray mist was scattered by the fire, but just when Xu Jingxian thought that the fire could destroy these strange things, the dust clusters gathered again like bugs flying around, condensed into human shapes, and continued to walk towards them. And faster than ever.

"what is this!"

Xu Jingxian thought that she was well-informed, but she had never seen such a bizarre monster.

People are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, let alone demons and ghosts in the usual sense.

"This is a firefly corpse worm. It is said that it is a worm possessed by the soul of a dying person, and some people say that it is formed by the condensed resentment of a monk who is unwilling to perish. It is not afraid of water and fire, and can devour everything. It is also very rare in Jiuchongyuan."

Yun Hai's voice sounded a bit dignified.

Xu Jingxian: "It's so rare that we ran into it!"

The three talked and retreated, Changming's footsteps were flimsy, a little slower, unable to keep up with the almost flying pace of the two, and was about to collide with the gray mist, Xu Jingxian wrapped a gauze around his waist, and pulled them together Take it back.

It's not that she suddenly became kind. She is not familiar with the place in Jiuchongyuan. Only Chang Ming knows the basics. Although the other party is weak, he finally understands a little bit about it. myself one.

"Why are you so useless!"

Even though he saved someone, he still complained.

If this continues, the three of them will indeed have to be forced into the Qixing River.

There were strange corpses in the front, and chaos in the back. Xu Jingxian didn't believe in this evil, but didn't want to do what she didn't want to do. She grabbed Chang Ming with one hand and threw it back, and raised it with the other. Group of gray fog!

Sha Ling was originally light and weightless, but now she is as straight and sharp as a sword, piercing the air with a mighty sound, filled with purple light, this blow may be hard for even middle-level experts to resist.

"stop!"

It was too late for Chang Ming to stop him.

The moment the purple light collided with the gray mist, the latter scatter in all directions just like before, and then quickly condense, directly "swallowing" Sha Ling!

Xu Jingxian was taken aback, and wanted to withdraw the gauze, but found that the "swallowed" gauze had disappeared, and more gray mist flew over her half gauze.

Before it was too late, Yunhai made a move.

Instead of grabbing Xu Jingxian, he directly raised his hand, cut off the yarn half an inch away from Xu Jingxian's fingertips, and then gave a loud shout.

"withdraw!"

As soon as he spoke, Xu Jingxian couldn't care less about mourning for her beloved Sha Ling, and grabbed Chang Ming and ran towards Qixing River. Involuntarily followed and flew forward, and the surrounding scenery retreated rapidly, it can be seen that Xu Jingxian escaped so fast that he may have used his own escape skills to press the bottom of the box.

Changming knew why the other party was so panicked. Although her gauze was not as good as Donghai shark silk, it was also made of rare materials. If even the gauze wrapped in spiritual power was easily "eaten" by the gray mist, Xu Jingxian felt that she I'm afraid her body will not be much stronger than Sha Ling's.

Only then did she realize that what Yun Hai said just now to swallow everything was not an exaggeration.

How many such ghosts are hidden in Jiuchongyuan!

The noise of the fire was getting closer.

Under the bright light, the tall and majestic city walls can also be seen at a glance.

The city gate was closed, but Xu Jingxian couldn't be bothered. She flew into the city directly with Chang Ming, and landed on the roof of a residential building in the southeast corner. She turned around and saw that the gray fog did not catch up, and she was relieved.

"You are still a man! You are so useless, if you knew it earlier, you should have left you to fend for yourself!"

Chang Ming twitched the corner of his mouth.

In the past, he called out loudly and asked him the truth, but now he is asking if he is a man.

He knew his own body well. He fought Zhou Ke a few days ago. Although he had tricked his suspicious third apprentice, he still suffered serious internal injuries.

Besides, being said a few words will not lose a piece of meat.

He didn't care too much, and let Xu Jingxian babble, and after she finished speaking, he asked, "Where is Fellow Daoist Yunhai?"

Xu Jingxian looked around, but she really didn't see the sea of ​​clouds. She was wondering if the other party didn't have time to escape, or ran slowly, when she heard someone talking.

"I am here."

The sea of ​​clouds appeared out of nowhere, and then appeared in front of them.

"Yunlang's profound cultivation skills, I can't see the depth, I really don't know Mount Tai!"

Xu Jingxian was secretly surprised, half flattering and half probing.

Yun Hai didn't answer at all, just smiled.

This person is even more slippery than Chang Ming, and he is completely speechless. Xu Jingxian secretly thought.

She suddenly gasped: "Those ghosts didn't chase in!"

Yunhai: "Probably because of Qixinghe."

Xu Jingxian: "How do you say it?"

Yunhai: "The Qixing River is the first abyss in the Nine Layers Abyss. Entering the Qixing River is actually equivalent to entering a layer of enchantment. This layer of enchantment must have some powerful features that make corpses afraid, otherwise this The city has long been ravaged by corpse insects."

While the two of them were talking, Chang Ming had already started to look around.

The roof is condescending, which is more conducive to overlooking the situation in the city.

Although the houses in this city have gray walls and black tiles, their overall shape is similar to that of the human world. Right now, there are fires everywhere, the sound of killing and hunting keeps coming and going, and monks fighting martial arts can be seen everywhere.

Qixinghe has indeed reached the level of chaos visible to the naked eye.

Although she had already been mentally prepared, Xu Jingxian couldn't help but stare blankly.

She noticed that the two monks who were fighting martial arts not far away showed ups and downs, and they were already high-level and almost quasi-grandmasters. Although it is not easy for people who dare to enter Jiuchongyuan, the strength of these people still makes Xu Jingxian Secretly startled.

If the monks in the first abyss are so powerful, how powerful will the people in the second abyss and beyond be?

"Let's find a safer corner, here..."

It's too dangerous, and it's easy to be a target if you stand tall.

But before she finished the second half of her sentence, two figures in the distance suddenly flew up into the air to fight each other. With the vibration of spiritual power, dark clouds covered with lightning and thunder, and instantly became the focus of everyone in the whole city!

One person holds a stick, the stick is slender, and the top of the eight-petal lotus is inlaid with glass and gold beads, which is dazzling and almost competes with the sun and the moon.

One person holds a whip, the whip is short and thick, with distinct scales and dark red dots, like blood-colored stars, implying ominousness.

The two sides flew in mid-air, and they were on the verge of firing.

When the first bolt of lightning exploded, the two moved.

The short whip is not as disadvantageous as others imagined, the figure of the whip holder is actually a little faster than that of the stick holder, in the blink of an eye, the red light along with the whip body falls on the top of the stick holder's head, and the latter's bald head is also reflected It is slightly reflective, and if you don't look closely, you might think it's the top of your head glowing.

Xu Jingxian snorted.

"That bald head looks familiar, as if I've seen it before?"

"His name is Sad Tree." Yun Hai said.

Xu Jingxian: "The abandoned disciple of Qingyun Temple?"

Yun Hai: "That's right. Back then when he was defeated in the competition for the head of the temple, it is said that he immediately turned against the temple and left Qingyun Temple in full view. Many people were waiting for him to be hunted down by Qingyun Temple. Unexpectedly, it would take several years for this person to disappear. Didn't expect it to show up here."

Chang Ming: "Who is the head of Qingyun Temple now?"

Yunhai: "Zen Master Buku, commonly known as Sun Buku."

Changming: …

Yun Hai: "Fellow Daoist Chang Ming knows?"

Chang Ming: "I have admired your name for a long time."

Yun Hai smiled and continued: "As soon as the head of the Buku Temple took office, he issued a hunting order to hunt down the tree of sorrow, but since the tree of sorrow can appear here, it must be some kind of chance, Qingyun Temple wants to kill the tree of sorrow. It might not be easy to kill him."

Xu Jingxian: "What about the other person?"

Yun Hai: "The other person has slightly longer ears than ordinary people, so he should have demon blood."

The two fought very fast, but Xu Jingxian observed carefully with his eyesight, and found that the ears of the whip holder were a little different from ordinary people, with slightly pointed ears. Only when you jump can you get a glimpse of the truth.

Xu Jingxian had heard of a monk of demon blood, but she had never seen it with her own eyes. Hearing this, she couldn't help staring at the short-whip monk for a long time. Apart from being shallow, she is no different from ordinary monks. If Yunhai hadn't pointed out the other's ears, she wouldn't even pay attention to such details.

The short-whip cultivator is not only full of spiritual power, but also extremely powerful. Sad Tree swung his staff with all his strength, but he grabbed the short whip with both hands to block it. Dozens of stature.

The two fought earth-shatteringly on the steeple in the center of the Qixing River, and the surging spiritual power formed a cyclone, spreading out around them, turning all the things involved into dust.

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Small theater unrelated to the main text:

Xu Jingxian: Are you still a man?

Chang Ming: Ming Lang if you have something to do, and question whether I am a man if you have nothing to do?

Xu Jingxian: Hee hee, don't talk nonsense, let Fellow Daoist Yun misunderstand, when did I call you Ming Lang?

Changming: …

Yunhai: Then can I also call Minglang?

Chang Ming, Xu Jingxian: ...