Predecessors all over the world

In the Qiankun Mirror, Jue Sha's strength is only one-fifth, but it's different outside. He can rank fourth in the Demonic Continent, but his strength cannot be underestimated. Zhaotian Zhenjun is ranked among the Guiyuan Sect.

Those who can fight were just a draw with him, but they couldn't gain the upper hand.

The leader of Kun Sect is a heroine who restrained another demon cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. Judging from his martial arts characteristics, he should be the seventh true Lord of Senluo Mountain Tribulation among the Demon Lords. His human body is like a ghost, at first glance

Like a cloud of smoke, coming and going without a trace, hiding silently in the flying boat throughout the journey. Only after taking action can I realize that it is difficult to deal with it.

All the spells hit him, and all passed through his body, and they did not cause any damage. It seemed that he was just a cloud of air and did not exist at all.

There is another Nascent Soul monk from the Bone Erosion Mountain. He is probably an elder. He fights with the Nascent Soul from the Beast Control Mountain. You use spirit beasts and I use monsters. The battle situation has affected half of the sky.

What's worse is that nearly a hundred demon cultivators from the Jindan stage surged out of the flying boat of the demon cultivator in one go. They showed their own methods and rushed towards the flying boat on the side of the Dao Xiu without hesitation.

In the flying boat of Taoism, only Danxin Sect was left with a golden elixir that was not good at fighting, Ren Wuwei and Feng Wu. The other juniors only built foundations or refined qi, and only asked them to stay in the house to protect themselves.

Seeing the barrier of the flying boat shaking, Ren Wuwei said to Feng Wu: "I'll go, you can keep it."

Zhenjun Feng Wu asked: "Why didn't I go to you to guard?"

"You are weak." Ren Wuwei told the truth.

Zhenjun Feng Wu raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

"Confirm." The straight man of steel answered without hesitation at all and immediately took action.

He summoned his natal sword and slashed at the ones who jumped the most happily. The next moment, blood gushed, and the few demon cultivators who were in front had no use to react at all, and were cut off by the sword energy in half.

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The process was too fast and too fast. The lower half of the legs remained in place and stood straight, but the upper half rolled onto the ground with a thud due to the forward movement, and the intestines and internal organs flowed out.

At this time, they let out a wail of fear.

The originally ugly face of Zhenjun Feng Wu relaxed, but she was stronger than her and had nothing to say.

With Ren Wuwei's joining, the demon cultivator's offensive was suddenly stopped.

When the True Lord of Jieming saw it, he raised his hand and released an extremely huge poisonous scorpion. It fell on the flying boat with a thud, its tail raised high, and an indescribable gas ejected out, and was blown by the wind and spread to the flying boat.

Every corner of the

The low-level monk hiding in the room felt nauseous and dizzy as soon as he inhaled it, and his nails and lips turned blue, as if it was a sign of poisoning.

Zhenjun Fengwu made a decisive move, and the sound waves rolled.

The poisonous scorpion did not have much combat power. She was hit by her sound waves and turned over her belly not long after. The corpse was evaporated at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into wisps of poisonous smoke, which became more and more severely shrouded over the flying boat, with the air

The flow invades every corner.

These poisonous gases cannot do anything to Zhenjun Feng Wu. She also has magic weapons to avoid poison, but there are so many low-level disciples in the flying boat, how can you take care of them one by one?

Just then, Song Zhiqiu pushed open the door of the cabin and came out, holding the branches of the big toon in his hand, and chanted a few words silently.

After a while, a circle of clear air slowly spread on the green branches, and the poisonous smoke spreading to him could not be improved, but was purified.

When Zhenjun Feng Wu saw it, he nodded secretly. He is worthy of being the Xianchun Villa, which is famous for the fourteen continents. A mere branch can purify such strong toxins. The power of the divine wood may be even stronger than the rumors.

At the same time, the demon cultivator's flying boat.

The water mirror floated, and there was a hidden figure in front of him. He said to another person in the mirror: "I didn't expect that Shenmu Dachun was really in the Fourteen continents, which is a big obstacle to our plan."

"Not bad." The person in the mirror looked at the melee on the Cliff of Falling Fairy, "The medium that can use the power of the divine wood must be removed as soon as possible."

The man said, "I'll do it myself."

"It must be resolved before he returns to Dachun." The human in the mirror said, "Otherwise, if he borrows the power of the divine wood, you may not be able to escape unscathed."

"I know." The man said again, "Did you notice the little guys in the Qiankun Mirror just now?"

"how?"

"There is an acquaintance, a female cultivator of Chongxiao Sect." The man sneered, "It's a coincidence once or twice, but it's not the third time."

The person in the mirror was silent for a while and said in a deep voice: "Is God's will?"

"If she grows up, she will definitely be our strong enemy." The man whispered, "but we can't do it directly, we will be noticed."

"Let that person deal with it."

“Okay.”

The two seemed to have reached a consensus.

After a while, the man said again: "It seems that Juesha and Jieming will be defeated this time."

"It's the same as us who wins and loses." The person in the mirror sneered, "The more miser they are, the better, it's better not to die."

"You can't let Jue Sha and Jie Ming die." The man was very calm, "Otherwise, I would have been in vain. The newly promoted people would not be so kind to avenge them."

The person in the mirror nodded: "You're right. It's just that a piece of divine tree can only be used three times at most."

On the Cliff of Falling on the Immortal Cliff, Zhenjun Zhaotian severely injured Zhenjun Juesha. He was about to kill the weeds, but he saw a mysterious man suddenly appear on the flying boat and raised his hand and threw something down.

He didn't care until the thing landed on the ground and quickly took root and sprouted, with red stems and black leaves, and purple smoke radiated from the buds that were about to bloom.

Zhenjun Juesha was stunned and immediately recognized him. He didn't care about being entangled, and turned around and retreated: "Go back to the flying boat!"

His order implemented the power of the Nascent Soul, and suddenly the demon cultivator who had red eyes was awakened. When they saw the strange creature growing on the Cliff of Falling Fairy, their faces changed suddenly, and they ignored the enemies in front of them.

Turn around and run away.

Ren Wuwei cursed: "My day, I am confused! Let's go!"

When Song Zhiqiu heard this, he did not retreat but advanced. He carefully looked at the mysterious flower that was floating out of purple mist. When the two demon cultivators who had no time to retreat inhaled the fragrance of flowers, they lost their minds in an instant and attacked regardless of the enemy.

He spared no effort to kill the other party.

Not long after, the two fell to the ground and died.

The root system of the Mixinhua moved, first absorbing the blood from the soil happily, and then secreting a strange liquid, which quickly melted the body and was completely absorbed by the root system.

In less than a stick of incense, the ground was clean and seemed to have never appeared before.

It was indeed a mysterious flower. His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he borrowed the power of the big tortoise again to block the spread of the purple mist with extremely pure wood energy.

"What's going on?" Zhaotian Zhenjun asked anxiously.

Song Zhiqiu said: "This is a mysterious flower. The fog can disturb people's minds. I can only suppress it for a moment and must find a way to seal it immediately."

Zhenjun Zhaotian turned his head to look at Ren Wuwei: "Isn't the mysterious flower the one that appeared in your Chongxiao Sect?"

"Yes." Ren Wuwei admitted happily, "its fog spreads very quickly, and if it cannot be solved, it must be sealed with a barrier immediately."

Zhenjun Zhaotian didn't expect him to have a solution. After a brief discussion with the leader of Kun Sect, he quickly laid a powerful barrier, and finally sealed the purple mist.

Of course, taking advantage of this little time, the magic cultivator had long disappeared without a trace.

"Tsk!" I was unable to kill the two demon kings and was put on my own territory with a big killing weapon. Zhaotian Zhenjun was in a very unhappy mood. The victory of the Qiankun Mirror could not comfort his depression, "It's really outrageous,

I must make them look good.”

The revenge between Beizhou and the demon cultivator was established.

Yin Miaomiao was seriously injured this time. After vaguely sensing Yun Lan was by his side, his body immediately relaxed his vigilance and fell into a long sleep.

When she woke up again, she had already returned to Guiyuan Sect.

Interestingly, when she opened her eyes this time, she saw neither Yun Lian nor Mu Tianguang. The person who sat by her bed to take care of her was actually Xing Weihong.

"Are you awake? Take medicine." Xing Weihongyuan was in a daze. When she saw her awake, she stood up immediately and brought her a bowl of thick medicine. She used a lotus leaf cup and brought her a self-contained one.

A hollow straw can suck the liquid inside by slight pouring.

Yin Miaomiao held the straw in his mouth and quickly drank a bowl of medicinal liquid. This bowl of medicinal smelled strange and had a good effect. As soon as she entered her throat, she felt that her control over her mouthpiece had been greatly restored, and she finally didn't have much difficulty speaking: "Xing Xing"

Miss, why are you?"

Xing Weihong said: "The young owner of the manor said that there is no one here who can serve you personally, so I asked me to come and help."

Yin Miaomiao suddenly realized.

No matter how good the serious disciples of Guiyuan Sect are, they are cultivators, and they can only do some cleaning and cleaning work, without saying that they are close to serving others. Yun Lan is nominally a senior brother, Feiying is not a real brother, let alone Mu Tianguang

After counting, there is no one suitable for taking care of her for a long time.

"Thank you," she smiled and asked, "Where is my senior brother?"

"I'm here." A group of butterflies flew out of the window, condensed and turned into people, who was not Yun Lian.

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help laughing. It seemed that her senior brother was just trying to avoid people, so as not to lose weight. In fact, he had not left his foot: "How long have I slept?"

"It's been half a month." Yun Lian walked to the bed, "You are seriously injured."

Xing Weihong looked at them for a while, and finally realized it. He picked up the medicine bowl and walked out: "I'll go decoct the medicine."

Yin Miaomiao then asked: "What happened later? Mu Tianguang..."

"He was injured, but he was much better. He would come to see his junior sister every day." Yun Lian answered easily first, and then talked about what happened later, "... Finally, he borrowed the sacred wood of Xianchun Villa and barely sealed it.

I am confused about the flowers.”

"Is anyone injured?"

Yun Lan nodded: "Someone has been affected."

Yin Miaomiao sighed, thinking in his mind, but he didn't say anything.

Yun Lian touched her head: "Junior sister is relieved to recover from her injuries."

"I know." She closed her eyes and decided not to think about complicated questions for the time being, "Where is Master?"

Yun Lian said: "Talk to other seniors."

Yin Miaomiao didn't care, thinking that it was a discussion about the devil cultivator or the mysterious flower, and he didn't know what Yun Lian called "talking" and it was more appropriate to say that it was "proposing marriage".

This was the idea of ​​the Lord Zhaotian Zhenjun. On the way back to the sect, he called Lu Qianqiu, Li Xintong and others over and asked about the matter in the Qiankun Mirror.

They talked about what happened inside and inevitably mentioned Yin Miaomiao's plan several times. After listening to the Zhenjun Zhaotian, the idea of ​​getting married became stronger. Therefore, when he returned to the sect, the first thing he did was to

The head of the sect talked about the Qiankun Mirror and the Demon Cultivator, and the second thing was to suggest that he propose marriage to Chongxiao Sect immediately.

"During the Fengyun Meeting, I talked with Fu Yi from Chongxiao Sect. He said that Su Wei was a disciple of Lingxu Pavilion, but he had just entered it and obviously did not receive much attention before." Zhao Tian Zhenjun analyzed, "But

, After the affairs of the five cities in Zhongzhou, Chongxiao Sect should pay more attention to her. Fortunately, her cultivation is not high and she has never returned to the sect. Even if she values ​​it, she will not exceed Hanguang."

"Sect Master, if we don't take this opportunity to make a marriage, and when she grows up and shows her ability to take charge of Lingxu Pavilion, it will not be so easy to get people around."

The author has something to say: Master is single with his strength, and Miaomiao was proposed by his strength. Why is the gap between people so big?

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