Nine Heavens

But after a while, the relaxed mood of the two became heavy again, because the orange dragon ball suddenly trembled, and then they saw a sea of ​​fire burning violently under a mountain ridge inside the orange dragon ball, and there were faintly a few people in the sea of ​​fire. A curled up figure, they are struggling in pain. Xinrui Orchid, looking at it, couldn't help but shed two lines of hot tears, her teeth were gritted and her face was pale.

Seeing this, Liu Qianlang asked softly, "Do you know them?"

"Yeah!" Xinrui Lanhua nodded, holding back her tears, and said with a sob: "They are the other six masters of the Mitiansha Valley, the master of the Baisha Valley, Huanxiang Xianzi, the master of the Chisha Valley, Chixue Gongzi, and Cui Shayu Valley is dominated by ice and fragrance, Lanshayu Valley is dominated by wine and dream flute, Bingsha Valley is dominated by lonely wind, and Xuansha Valley is dominated by Panhe Mountain."

Liu Qianlang nodded slightly, and was about to ask about those Yuzhu's affairs in detail, at this moment, after the orange dragon ball suddenly paused, a ball of orange brilliance burst out, wrapping the two of them, and then drew a strange divine light and shot out Lanxianghua Yuchi Xuanjing jumped a few times, and then led the two of them into the dark sky like a shooting star.

Looking from a distance, under the blue sky, between the clouds, a huge orange ball of light pierces through the clouds and mist, and passes towards the sky. Inside, there is a man and a woman, the man is solemn and solemn, and the woman has a pale face , both of them were concentrating on the direction in which the orange light ball shot.

The entrance of Baisha Valley under Mitiansha Valley.

The young master of Hunshamen held the silver dragon ball fairy Qibai jade hairpin, raised his head and glanced sideways at the Mitiansha Valley above his head, where the massacre was still going on, and the sound of slashing and killing resounded through the sky continuously in his ears. Thinking that Huangsha Valley was about to be razed to the ground, the young master of Hun Shamen burst into complacency, then let out a burst of wild laughter, and then crazily slaughtered all the way in the wild laughter, shooting into the vast Baisha Valley.

Mitiansha Valley is under a mountain ridge in Huangsha Valley.

Liu Qianlang and Xinrui Orchid stood on both sides of the sea of ​​flames seen inside the orange dragon ball, and each used their magical skills to break the layers of seals above, forcibly suppressing the flames, and then the orange dragon ball shot several times. After Dao Qingling's green glow, the powerful fire gradually subsided, and finally went out, and the two took the opportunity to rescue the six Shayuyu owners.

Under the moonlight, the six Shayu Valley Lords are doing their best to resist the burning of the fire with layers of defense outside their bodies and relying on the spiritual power in their bodies. Seeing that the defenses are destroyed layer by layer, the spiritual power in their bodies is about to be exhausted do. But at this moment, I suddenly felt a coolness all over my body, and when I found out that someone rescued me, I felt infinite gratitude in my heart, but after being grateful, I had no time to be happy, and eventually passed out one after another due to the serious injuries and excessive consumption of spiritual power.

After Liu Qianlang and Xinrui Lanhua checked, they found that although the spiritual power of the Shayu Valley Lords was exhausted, the injuries did not hurt the heart veins, and the hearts were slightly relieved, so the two sat cross-legged again, floating in the void Among them, chanting the formula and overlapping hands, stimulated the huge spiritual power of the orange dragon ball to heal and replenish the spiritual power of the six Yuzhu.

With the continuous infusion of the powerful orange dragon ball spiritual power into the bodies of the six Yuzhus, the pale complexions of the six Yuzhus gradually turned rosy, and the weak breathing in their chests gradually became stronger.

Seeing this, Liu Qianlang and Xinrui Lanhua were relieved and continued to strengthen their strength, hoping to restore the physical strength of the six Yuzhu as soon as possible. However, things backfired.

The sound of shouting and killing from the mountains and plains in the distance was approaching rapidly from far to near, and the surrounding mountains shook for a while. After a while, the surrounding mountain ridges were covered with ghostly dead men in black clothes wearing terrifying masks. Standing or laying down, its appearance is extremely greedy and terrifying, seeing the orange dragon ball gracefully flowing with a clear halo, it froze there for a moment, shaking its head and examining it.

But after Chazhan Kung Fu, an evil, strange and ear-piercing voice shouted: "That's the orange dragon ball! The young master has orders, grab it for me!"

As soon as the sound fell, in all directions, amidst the horrifying sound of wailing, countless weapons flashed coldly and shot towards him. But at this moment, Liu Qianlang and Xinrui Lanhua are at the critical moment of rescuing the six Yuzhu. If they are not careful, they will use up all their efforts, causing the six Yuzhu's heart to reverse, collapse and die. Therefore, although they were anxious, the two had no choice but to ignore the danger and stand still, trying their best to speed up the operation of spiritual power in their bodies, hoping that the six Yuzhu would get out of danger as soon as possible.

The other party seemed to have also seen the predicament of Liu Qianlang and Xinrui Lanhua, and did not give them any chance to breathe. In less than a blink of an eye, the super powerful black-clothed ghost dead soldier had already jumped to the two of them, waving a cold light The dazzling sword of the ghost spirit crazily hacked down on the heads of Liu Qianlang and Xinrui Lanhua.

Relying on the protective qi outside their bodies, the two repelled several waves of attacks one after another, and managed to maintain it, but the number of opponents was too large. The protective qi outside their bodies kept chopping, gradually losing their color, and The two couldn't separate themselves to replenish the lost spiritual power, and they were at stake.

Just when the two were at the end of their lives, the cyan halo of the orange dragon ball that had been flowing slowly suddenly accelerated. The circular halo rotates rapidly in two directions, forward and reverse, faster and faster, until it is almost impossible to look directly at it, bringing out a series of wind blades and sharp whistling sounds, and then turns into pieces of sharp blades and flies in all directions .

I saw ghostly dead soldiers in black clothes constantly coming, cut by the blade light transformed by the halo of the orange dragon ball. For a while, those who were decapitated, those who cut off half of their bodies, and those who cut off half of their bodies, were in a state of death. Very scary. In a blink of an eye, several batches fell down on Zhoushanling, but after the ghost dead soldiers in front fell down, another batch came from behind, one after another, seemingly endless.

As for the orange dragon balls, the blades of light swirling out from all sides became faster and stronger, and finally the cold and bright orange dragon ball blades covered the sky and the surrounding mountain ridges, and countless ghosts in black clothes fell down , pounced, fell down, pounced again, the whole mountain was caught in the lightning and flint, until the early morning, it gradually weakened, and finally the last group of black-clothed ghost soldiers fell down. At this time, Dongtian A round of morning sun shot out thousands of rays of light, and the corpses of ghostly dead men in black clothes piled up for a hundred miles, turned into clouds of smoke under the brilliance of the red sun and orange dragon balls, and drifted away with the morning wind.

At the same time, the bodies of the six Yuzhu finally recovered their abundant spiritual energy, and they stood up one after another, staring at Liu Qianlang and Xinrui Lanhua gratefully, speechless, but all immersed in sympathetic gazes.

Liu Qianlang, Xinrui Lanhua and the six Yuzhu inspected the restored orange dragon ball in the void, with infinite joy and emotion.

After a moment of exchange of eyes and thoughts, a group of eight people flew towards the center of Huangshayu together, because before, Liu Qianlang and Xinrui Lanhua had learned from the orange dragon ball that the twenty-two friends of Zhengdao were all sitting in a group. In a dark and strange space, and this space is at the bottom of the bottomless Xuansha Domain. If you want to enter Xuanshayu, you must first enter Baishayu, and then go down layer by layer, and the entrance of Baishayu is sealed at the center of Huangshayu.

Baishayu entrance.

A group of eight people, after the floating body settled down, Fairy Huanxiang, the owner of Baishayu Valley, looked up at everyone, and then suddenly there was a piece of green bamboo in her hand, and she lightly touched the ground. Immediately afterwards, a roughly circular hole appeared, and the inside was silvery white. Everyone looked at each other and nodded, and they were about to go in.

But at this moment, a startled shout suddenly came from above everyone: "Where are you running? Monster!" Before the words fell, a sharp sword glow was slashing down at Liu Qianlang, everyone's hearts trembled, and their instincts flashed. Avoiding it, Liu Qianlang flashed like a ghost, and he was already several feet away.

Stopping in the void, Liu Qianlang took a closer look, and it turned out to be another wave of helpers sent by the four major sects, the three major families and the sixteen immortal sects. After sweeping his eyes, he found six people from the Xuanling sect , respectively are the previous disciples of Bingpo Daoist's sect Yun Zhongzi and Lian Qingfeng, the new disciples Yun Qianmeng, Ni Tianleng, Ting Tianyuan and his buddy Song Zhen. Except for Huang Qi, the second brother of Shura Temple, they hardly know anyone from other sects. There are fifty or sixty people from all factions. And the person who swung his sword at himself and the seven Yuzhu just now, judging by his attire, was a disciple of Wenyang Palace.

Obviously this was a misunderstanding, Liu Qianlang naturally wouldn't fight back, staring at the comrades in front of him, he laughed loudly: "Haha! It turns out to be comrades, please stop!"

However, the disciple of Wenyang Palace didn't seem to hear Liu Qianlang's words. He didn't find any advantage after he slashed. Take Liu Qianlang straight.

Liu Qianlang thought to himself, this disciple of Wenyang Palace is so ignorant, so he might as well give you some flair, teach you a lesson, so as not to be so reckless, so he didn't dodge or dodge, the moment the sword edge of the other party's spiritual power struck his head, the fairy With a deep tremor from Yuanjian, a burst of red light burst out immediately, the sword was not out of its sheath, and the other party was caught by the sword light of Xianyuanjian with a wow, vomited blood, and fell to the ground. Seeing the fellow disciples being murdered, other Wenyang Palace disciples in the crowd rushed forward one after another, showing their weapons, ready to attack.

Song Zhen looked carefully, the person holding the red long sword in the void in front of him was not the third brother, how could it make those bastards in Wenyang Palace fluctuate, without even thinking about it, twisting their black and white eyebrows, and jumping up In front of several Wenyang Palace disciples.

People from other sects could see and hear clearly, watching the behavior of Wenyang Palace inexplicably. At this time, an elderly Wenyang Palace disciple in the crowd saw someone intervening in the Xuanling Gate, and shouted loudly: "Don't be presumptuous, don't stop! Don't you see that it is Liu Daifeng, the Xiaotian Peak under the Xuanling Gate?" Lord?"

Wenyang Palace disciple, who was about to make a show of power when he heard the drinking break, suddenly stopped, and after a cold glance at Liu Qianlang, he retreated back into the crowd.