The powerful suppression of spiritual consciousness made Bai Yurong miserable. Huan Qianqiu watched Bai Yurong's despair and struggle with interest.
Bai Yurong felt death deeply, knowing that he would die here today, and finally closed his eyes in resignation.
It turns out that she thought about one thing wrong. If a person's face is peeled off while the person who is peeling it off is still alive, and then immediately put on another person's face, there will be no gap at all.
It seems that Yu Chen has already returned to his hometown. He didn't expect Huan Qianqiu to be so vicious, and he didn't know when he had such ability. Could it be that he loses to Yan Wugui every day just to hide his true strength... ...
"Go to hell!" Huan Qianqiu opened the seal on his palm, and his consciousness transformed into a python. He opened his bloody mouth, revealing his sharp fangs, as if he wanted to bite Bai Yurong's neck off.
"stop!
"Disciples of the Cangxu Sect are here, how can we allow you to be so arrogant!" As a rich man's voice sounded, a sharp sword light interrupted Huan Qianqiu's attack, and the transformed giant python changed direction and headed towards the sword light. Attack fiercely from the direction of attack.
"Damn fat man! You dare to stop Grandpa Huan's good deeds, and I will take your life today!" Seeing that his whereabouts were exposed, Huan Qianqiu no longer hid his identity, roared and rushed over to fight with the sword cultivator.
"Hmph! Anyone can say such nonsense. I, Sheng Zhibo, am not intimidated. Let me see what you are capable of." The sword cultivator snorted coldly, with a contemptuous smile on his face and a seemingly round figure. But it is extremely light. His two swords are as flexible as long chopsticks in his hands, and his left and right bows are extremely smooth.
Huan Qianqiu secretly screamed in his heart, but he didn't expect that the inconspicuous fat man in front of him was actually Sheng Zhibo, the fourth disciple of the head of the Cangxu Sect.
The head of the Cangxu Sect has seven more inner disciples, all of whom are superb in swordsmanship. This time, the four disciples of the Cangxu Sect who entered the secret realm may not be easy to deal with.
Huan Qianqiu didn't want to provoke the disciples of the Cangxu Sect, but Wei Yousi's talisman was more difficult to break than ordinary talismans. It took a lot of his energy to break it, which in turn delayed his opportunity to kill Bai Yurong.
Now that Huan Qianqiu was entangled by the sword cultivator of the Cangxu sect, he was afraid that it would be difficult to find another chance to kill Bai Yurong. Seeing that the sword formation was completed, he had to reconsider.
Now is not the time to kill. If he fights back with all his strength, he may not be able to get away for a while.
Huan Qianqiu's cultivation level is close to the third level of Jindan, and the swordsman who is dueling with him is on par with him, but the Demon Sect's skills are sinister and vicious, and it is late at night when the Yin Qi is at its strongest.
In the place where the two faced off, in the Falling Demon Valley where demonic aura thrived, Huan Qianqiu had the right time and place. After a few rounds, he was defeated by the sword cultivator.
"Fourth Brother, don't panic, Xiao Qi is here to help you!" Seeing that the sword cultivator was about to be injured by Huan Qianqiu's magic python, the girl in white with a white gauze on her side withdrew from the sword formation, turned around lightly, and landed gracefully in the pool. side.
When she landed, the long sword in her hand lightly touched the pond water. The long sword was swung out with a slight turn of her wrist, and the water droplets turned into white lotuses, all heading towards Huan Qianqiu Gong.
Huan Qianqiu waved his left hand and opened the seals with both hands at the same time. The demonic energy around him instantly turned into a blood-red double-mouthed python. One end continued to suppress Sheng Zhibai's attack, and the other end opened its fangs to swallow all the lotus flowers.
"Hmph! A few lotus flowers tried to stop me, but you underestimated me, Huan Qianqiu!" Huan Qianqiu looked at the girl in white with great pride, his eyes filled with disdain, and he didn't take her seriously at all.
"Haha, you actually ate my lotus..." The girl in white smiled instead of angry, with a hint of disbelief in her clear eyes. Her red lips under the white gauze were slightly open, quietly waiting for something.
"You are such a young girl, you want to save people even if you open your mouth. You don't think you are very capable. If you weren't afraid, I would kill you today." Huan Qianqiu didn't care in his heart. Anyway, his giant python has swallowed him, so don't worry about it. Whatever it is, it has been swallowed up by its extremely cold demonic energy.
Sheng Zhibo held up a defensive formation to block the giant python's attack, sheathed his sword and stood with his hands behind his back. He glared at Huan Qianqiu as if he were looking at a dead person, and then burst into laughter: "Haha! Seventh Junior Sister, don't talk nonsense to him. He doesn't know what to say when he is about to die, I'm afraid he will get a hammer today!" Sheng Zhibo's words were like a sharp thorn, piercing into Huan Qianqiu's heart. Not long ago, everyone in the Demon Sect was mocking him like this, if it weren't for The Demon Lord's mission is to hide his strength. He is the first person in this competition. It is Yan Wugui. It is him who has robbed him of all his glory, and everyone who laughs at him is Yan Wugui's accomplice!
"Yan Wugui, you and I are incompatible!" Huan Qianqiu's eyes were scarlet, arousing the inner demons that he had suppressed for a long time.
The girl in white frowned slightly, feeling a little puzzled, and immediately blurted out: "Yan Wugui? What is your relationship with him?" At this time, Huan Qianqiu had lost his mind and bit his hands severely, letting the blood soak them. The seal of the palm.
I saw both arms waving together to open the blood seal, and the black demonic energy all over my body turned into dark red, and the two-headed giant python transformed by the demonic energy also changed.
The giant python originally had two heads, but now it has turned into four heads. Both fangs are filled with scarlet venom. If it accidentally touches the body, at worst a piece of flesh and blood will be burned off, but the most horrifying thing is It spits out heart-eating yin fire from its mouth, which is extremely poisonous. Once it is attacked, it will definitely eat away at the bones and heart, and life will be worse than death.
"Die!" Huan Qianqiu shouted, burning out all his demonic energy, controlling the four bloodthirsty and poisonous pythons, and dealt the final blow to the two people from the Cangxu sect, as if he was going to die with them. .
Sheng Zhibai was shocked. He didn't expect that his words would actually drive Huan Qianqiu into a rage. He secretly blamed himself for being too harsh and shouted eagerly: "Seventh Junior Sister, hurry up and take action. What are you waiting for?" The girl in white clothes immediately came back to her senses. Facing the bloodthirsty two-headed python, her expression remained unchanged. She stood with her long sword upside down in front of her and said in a straight voice: "Nine Tribulations Killing the Dragon" "Secrets" third level "No Greed and No Desire", broken!" As soon as he finished speaking, the arrogant bloodthirsty four-headed python stopped attacking instantly, and before Huan Qianqiu could react, the bloodthirsty python's belly The belly has lit up slightly, as if there are countless light spots about to explode.
As the dots of light gradually grew larger, the shape of the light dots also appeared. They were the lotus flowers that the giant python had swallowed into its belly before.
This lotus is the fairy magic weapon held by the girl in white - the pure sword energy of the Qinglian Sword, which is specially designed to deal with the most sinister and evil monsters and cleanse all the filth in the world.
"Boom!" The giant python was injured by the pure sword energy. The pain was unbearable and it collapsed to the ground. A purifying aura washed over Huan Qianqiu's body, and the most gloomy and dark demonic aura was instantly purified.
Huan Qianqiu gradually woke up from the inner demon, and the magic circle in his hands was also damaged by the sword energy. The situation was over and he could no longer fight back, but he was unwilling to accept it... Unexpectedly!
Unexpectedly... I, Huan Qianqiu, have endured hardship for so long. Now, due to a moment of negligence, I will be destroyed by the sword of a little girl. What a trick of fate... Thinking of this, Huan Qianqiu couldn't help but laugh sadly. He is a pariah in this world. Isn't it just to change this miserable and unfair fate that I have gone through all kinds of hardships to come here to cultivate demons?
Haha, it’s really funny. Now that his muscles and veins are all damaged and his cultivation level is half, even if he manages to survive in this world, it will be a mess for him and ultimately in vain...
"You, what else do you have to say?" Seeing Huan Qianqiu's crazy look, Sheng Zhibai thought that he was possessed by the devil again. However, he believed that the Seventh Junior Sister's Qinglian Sword and the demonic aura of the person in front of him must be real. Be cleansed.
"Who are you?" Huan Qianqiu raised his eyes tiredly and engraved the appearance of the girl in white in his heart. Most of the magic skills he had practiced for many years were destroyed. These were all thanks to her!
"Her? Have you ever heard of Qinglian Sword?" Sheng Zhibai stood with his hands behind his back and walked slowly with a proud smile on his lips.
As soon as the three words "Qinglianjian" came out, Huan Qianqiu paralyzed on the ground and could no longer straighten his back. He had never heard of Qinglianjian. This was a phrase he had heard since he was a child. Words, the most taboo words in the Demon Sect: When the Qinglian sword comes out, the Demon God will be frightened.
Ever since the Qinglian Sword Master ascended to the throne, this fairy sword has disappeared. No matter how many people in the world searched for it, there was no whereabouts. The Demon Lord was afraid of the power of this sword and sent people to search for it, but there was no clue.
Now he actually appeared in this world and was bumped into by Huan Qianqiu. I don’t know what kind of luck he had...
"She, she is the new Qinglian Sword Master? Qinglian Sword Master is a girl?" Huan Qianqiu couldn't believe that the twelve or thirteen-year-old girl in front of him was the current Qinglian Sword Master.
Although she looks like a fairy, her cultivation level has only just entered the golden elixir stage, so how can she be worthy of such an immortal weapon!
It is said that an immortal weapon has its own temper and will automatically recognize its owner. If it doesn't like you, even if you get along with it day and night, it will not show its true form.
Even if you recognize this sword and want to keep it as your own, it won't let you pull it out. The girl in white smiled, waved her hand, put away the sword, and walked over step by step.
Seeing the girl in white's light posture, Sheng Zhibai felt happy in his heart and couldn't help but praise: "As graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, Xiao Qi's figure is excellent." The girl in white walked slowly and gradually became restrained. With a smile on his face, he said sternly to Huan Qianqiu: "This sword is indeed the Qinglian sword. The demon in your heart has been eliminated, so you can take care of yourself." Huan Qianqiu sneered in reply, looked the girl up and down, and did not feel that she had any Something special.
Alas, now that he has transformed from a demon to a human being, life is worse than death, but in the eyes of these immortal cultivators, it seems that he has done a great deed for him... The girl in white did not pay attention to Huan Qianqiu's dissatisfaction. The person she cares about is now He was still living and dead under the pond, so he was not in the mood to bother with him here.
She nodded to Sheng Zhibai, and when she saw that he was safe and sound, she turned around to find the two senior brothers and sisters who were building the sword array.
"Come on, let's do it." Huan Qianqiu slowly closed his eyes, looking like he was ready to die. He had accepted his fate today.
"You don't have to do this. You can't get out of this sword formation. I'll stay here and take you back to the Demon Sect." Sheng Zhibai found it funny. Their Cangxu sect had no habit of leaving alive. Huan Qianqiu killed the Ji family The monks are not something they, the Cangxu Sect, can punish at will.
Huan Qianqiu slowly opened his eyes and saw that Sheng Zhibai was really gone. He said anxiously: "This sword cultivator is staying here! People die for wealth, and birds die for food. Only the strong have the right to speak. Cultivation of immortals is for one's own selfish desires. Some people seek immortality, some seek beauty, and even worse, seek wealth, profit, and power. Don’t you have what you want in your heart?” Sheng Zhibai couldn’t answer these words for a moment. He was twenty this year. Eighth, his parents were both disciples of the Cangxu sect. A catastrophe at the foot of the mountain made him an orphan overnight.
After that day, he was adopted by the head master. He was born in Jiujie Mountain and grew up in Cangxu Sect. Apart from being greedier than other children since he was a child, he had no other aspirations.
Seeing the drama, Huan Qianqiu immediately continued: "I see Jianxiu, you are round and broad, but you are greedy for precious delicacies. Have you ever drank that fine wine?" Sheng Taobai sounded very awkward. Huan Qianqiu is a demon sect. There was some ink in the disciple's stomach, and he immediately replied with a smile and curse: "You kid, you are still drinking wine, isn't it just wine! I am almost 20 years old, so of course I have drank it." Huan Qianqiu sat down slightly Zheng, continued to ask: "Then let me ask you, does this Cangxu sect's clear rules and precepts allow disciples to drink alcohol?"
"This..." Sheng Zhibo was speechless by the question. Could it be that he also had selfish desires?
