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Zhou Xingyun and others lost contact, and Ye Qiao was also missing. The leader of the Changming Sect ordered all of them to go into seclusion, and any questions they had before that could be raised.
Qin Fanfan always gave people the impression that he had a good-natured character, which caused many of his followers to immediately raise many questions.
Ye Qinghan stood up without hesitation and asked: "Sect Master, will there be any consequences if our mission fails?"
"What do the two demon clans want to do?" The young man lowered his eyes and bowed politely, but his words were a bit sharp, "What can we do?"
For a moment, Qin Fanfan wanted to throw away the leader of the Sword Sect. He had never been used to dealing with this kind of situation. After Leng Buding became the first sect, many decisions had to be made by him, and he had no experience at all. .
Xie Chuxue glanced at them and found that after Ye Qinghan finished asking, everyone was waiting for their answer attentively. After thinking for a moment, he said: "The impact of failure is there, but not much, so there is no need to blame yourself too much."
"I think it's obvious what the demons and demons want to do. They want to take advantage of loopholes in some spiritual weapons and rules to ascend."
Originally, water in a well does not interfere with water in the river. If they want to ascend, it is not impossible to take advantage of the loopholes. Many monks have done this in the past.
But in fact, others may not know it, but Xie Chuxue understands that the world of cultivation cannot bear such troubles. If the rules are exploited again, the entire world of cultivation may disappear.
In order to attract their attention, Xie Chuxue made her words more serious, "It's not yet the time for disaster, but if something unexpected happens in the world of cultivation, someone must take the responsibility."
If the sky falls and the tall ones hold it up, they will naturally hold it up. If they can't hold it up, then they can only look at the children. After Xie Chuxue finished speaking, she took advantage of the situation and clicked on the name of her family, "Ye Qinghan."
Ye Qinghan was listening carefully to Xie Chuxue's words, and was slightly confused when he was suddenly called upon.
Xie Chuxue patted his shoulder and smiled: "The world of cultivation depends on you, come on."
Regardless of whether Ye Qinghan wanted it or not, the boy in front of him was indeed the one who finally attracted everyone's attention.
Being a swordsman genius and a son of luck, with so many auras suppressing him, Ye Qinghan definitely endured much more than others.
As for Ye Qiao...
Xie Chuxue is really not sure. He can't even guess where the other party is now. It's just a completely uncertain factor.
So far, only Ye Qinghan has been able to catch him. The young man is extremely talented and deserves the title of number one from beginning to end.
Disciples of the righteous path are naturally upright and aboveboard.
Ye Qinghan, who was suddenly ordered to do something in danger, was a little confused and nodded subconsciously, "Why me?"
Xie Chuxue's expression remained unchanged: "You are special."
As a child of luck, how can he not be special? Anyone who knows some deduction skills can see that Ye Qinghan is extraordinary.
Ye Qinghan was at a loss for a moment, "What about Ye Qiao? She seems to be special too?" Leng Buding placed the burden on him alone, and Ye Qinghan felt a little uneasy no matter how pretentious he was.
Xie Chuxue smiled and said: "She is an unknown number. Tiandao has not recognized her until now."
Chu Xingzhi didn't know why and couldn't help but said, "That senior brother is so awesome."
The meaning of Song Han's voice was unclear. It was really putting all the chips on one person. Xie Chuxue put all the burden on Ye Qinghan alone with a few words. Xie Chuxue also helped Ye Qiao get rid of all the pressure.
Who on earth said that this uncle of the Changming Sect was a fool? He clearly protects people to death.
Qin Fanfan also couldn't understand what Xie Chuxue was doing in riddles. When Xie Chuxue took over the conversation, he took advantage of the situation and named the four chiefs, "Si Miaoyan, Song Hansheng, Ye Qinghan, Qin Huai."
"Next, you four will go into seclusion. The remaining disciples will go back to their own sects to stay."
If they can stand out as the chief disciple among a group of geniuses, they are the absolute best.
The only thing left to practice is meditation.
Qin Fanfan looked like a real person when he was serious. The heavy pressure made them remain silent for a moment and lowered their heads in response.
After driving away his descendants, he gave the order again, "Go search near the Shui Tribe to see if you can find any signs of Ye Qiao."
"Let's go and see Zhou Xingyun and the others."
These people are so elusive, be sure not to cause him any more trouble.
Only those within the Five Sects knew about this commotion, but the large number of outer disciples coming down the mountain did trigger some discussions.
"What are they doing? What's going on?"
"I don't know, but it seems that most of the people who came out are disciples of the Changming Sect. Maybe there is something wrong with the Changming Sect?"
The five sects are generally not so united. If they are united, it is probably because something is going to happen in the world of cultivation. They were somewhat relieved to see that only the Changming sect sent people down the mountain.
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On the other side, Ye Qiao followed Meng Liu and was forced to the demon clan's internal base camp. She couldn't help but sigh that the young master's treatment was so high that he was treated internally.
The coercion of the god transformation stage easily pushed people to the ground. Ye Qiao was too lazy to resist, so he simply hid behind and sat on the ground. At this moment, the demon's attention was not on her, and they were all focused on judging Meng Liu's actions. .
After the trial, it was Ye Qiao's turn.
The two couldn't help but look at each other at this moment.
There were two people present at the stage of becoming gods, the others were generally in Yuanying, and there were even several at the peak of Yuanying. Meng Liu was hinting to Ye Qiao whether he should take action.
Ye Qiao still wanted to wait.
There aren’t enough people in the Nascent Soul stage.
Whether it will be successful or not remains to be seen.
According to the original plan, she had to wait a few more days. She planned to set up a large spirit gathering array, and it had to be an upgraded version. The formations used during foundation building were all basic formations, which would not have any effect on the Nascent Soul stage. .
With a steady stream of cold air gathering, it is not difficult to break through to become a god even in the Nascent Soul stage.
It was too late now. Ye Qiao could sense the heavy malice and scrutiny of these demons. There were two gods in the field, and they seemed to be at the elder level. "It's best to kill those who maliciously sneak in to tease our young master." Bar."
Once again, the demon clan has a clear hierarchy. Even if Meng Liu does something unbelievable, they will not be able to disobey each other, but the same cannot be said for other people who are unfortunate enough to be involved.
Someone kept looking at her, "Early stage of Nascent Soul..." Although it was not common among demons, it was still too common. Whether it is casually taking drugs or killing a few people to gain cultivation, it is only in the realm of Nascent Soul. Without special abilities, there is absolutely no point in existence.
In the Demon Clan, only those who are valuable can stay, and a monk who is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul and whose origin is unknown is very suspicious.
"Just to be on the safe side, I think it's best to torture him."
Ye Qiao clicked her tongue twice. Sure enough, she couldn't have much hope for her luck. It was still unclear whether she would find a partner after following Meng Liu or fall into the wolf's den. She was already thinking about fighting the two transformed gods. Get up, what are the chances of escaping unharmed?
She didn't want to expose the monk's identity, as once exposed it would mean running away.
The cooperation was naturally invalid. After all, Meng Liuke had no idea that he was a monk. You must know that no matter how unruly Meng Liu is, he may not be able to accept cooperation with the monks.
"There's no need for torture." Someone waved his hand.
Ye Qiao was not too optimistic, but looked at the man quietly. As expected, the other person smiled slightly: "What a waste of time, my suggestion is to search for souls."
The demons did things much more neatly than the monks. Ye Qiao looked at them calmly and was not too afraid.
Searching for souls requires someone whose spiritual consciousness is higher than your own. The only thing she could do if she was lower than herself was backlash. She didn't expect this group of people to take such a radical approach.
Ye Qiao almost laughed out loud when he was searching for his own soul in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
Sure enough, within a moment, the man's face turned pale.
Perhaps because she didn't believe in evil, she then found another demon to try to search for her soul. Two demons in a row were attacked by divine consciousness and their seven orifices bled.
Ye Qiao still acted like a normal person.
Search for someone above the level of God Transformation, but obviously apart from the position of Elder, the Demon Clan has no other Transformation God for the time being. Unless it is the Transformation God, there is a gap between Transformation God and Transformation God. Ye Qiao is really not that afraid. .
Seeing several consecutive failures, the originally careless demons became serious.
Ye Qiao took advantage of the opportunity to dodge the attack and had already drawn the Feixian Sword in his hand.
Unfortunately, when the second attack came, she and the demonic energy collided face to face. After being offset by the talisman, the roaring demonic energy suddenly dispersed, as if it was slapped coldly on the face. Ye Qiao He seemed to have no expression, but in fact he almost vomited.
Demonic energy is really disgusting and has a corrosive effect. For those who absorb spiritual energy, the body's instinctive rejection is extremely uncomfortable.
Ye Qiao's face was expressionless and he tried hard to keep his expression calm. If he was too repelled, his identity might be suspected.
"And there are talismans?"
It's getting weirder and weirder.
The demons basically have no talismans available, and none of the demon cultivators can draw talismans unless they buy them from the monks. The existence of talismans is extremely rare among the demon clan.
Ye Qiao also felt that she was not far away from being exposed. She lowered her eyes and thought about her route, preparing to plan her escape.
Meng Liu's expression also froze slightly. He couldn't see Ye Qiao's face from behind, and he knew it must be ugly.
Ye Qiao calmly clicked the Feixian Sword on his waist, prepared to attack directly if the situation was not right.
At this moment, Bu Jianjun slowly floated out of the field.
The atmosphere in the hall was condensed, and the color was dark. A black sword spirit floated silently into the air and no one could notice it. Meng Liu couldn't help but move the tip of his nose when he smelled the smell that was extremely familiar to him.
When I looked up, I saw the young man puffing up his cheeks and looking very angry.
"Calm down, calm down." Meng Liu twitched the corner of his mouth. Seeing this sword spirit, he was almost frightened to death. He stretched out his hand to grab Bu Jianjun.
"Why are you going?"
His voice was very low, but Bu Jianjun still heard it. The other party even asked, "What's the use of you going out?"
Bu Jianjun gave him a strange look: "I know these old men!!"
He really knows that each sword spirit has at least thousands of years, at least thousands of years, and finally develops spiritual intelligence.
Period does not mean that they have no impression.
Sword Spirit has a very good memory.
As he said before, the demon world is a place with distinct classes, and the swords of the demon kings of the past generations have certain decision-making power.
Ye Qiao may not understand what the Demon Lord's sword means.
Under normal circumstances, the swords that have followed the Demon Lord throughout the ages are equivalent to tokens.
There are even some old guys and elders of the demon clan who know how to use swords. He has an impression of every elder, some of whom he even watched grow up. Although it has only been three years since Mr. Jun returned to form, which is equivalent to a three-year-old baby, this does not affect his good memory.
"Do you know them?"
How did you meet?
Meng Liu couldn't figure it out. He even doubted Ye Qiao's identity for a moment, but this sword spirit confused him with just one word.
"We know them. I watched them grow up." Bu Jianjun said in a faint tone.
"Who are you?" He was stunned by Bu Jianjun's tone, which sounded like he was talking to a junior.
Bu Jianjun replied: "Your wife, grandpa."
The reason why Meng Liu couldn't recognize it was simple. The sword was a sword and the stick was a stick. However, he knew the Demon Lord's sword. He could even feel that the breath of the sword was very familiar, and he could get close to it subconsciously.
But who the hell would have thought that this sword would turn into a stick to disguise itself.
While Meng Liu was confused, Bu Jianjun jumped out. He hated dealing with demons, and was even more afraid that these people would recognize him, but it seemed that if he didn't come out, his sword master would attack directly!
Can't.
He is not stupid and knows what it means for a monk to take action in the devil world.
In this case, it is better to let yourself out.
Bu Jianjun is convinced that the demons here are definitely familiar with him. Even if they don't know him, they have heard of him, so it will be very easy to handle.
The sword spirit transformed, and countless black threads spread out at this moment. The demons' attack methods always have different approaches but the same effect.
The silk thread suddenly turned into a small sword shadow and collided with the elder's attack. In an instant, several rays of demonic energy were intercepted by a sword.
Ye Qiao was slightly startled, and she clenched her hand that was ready to draw the sword at any moment, but she didn't expect Bu Jun to rush forward. She thought that the one she would take action would be the Feixian Sword. After all, the Feixian Sword was more intimidating among the demons, but it really couldn't be done. She was planning to take action with Meng Liu directly within the demon clan.
However, it seems that things are really taking a turn for the better.
And the development was beyond her expectation.
"No, no."
The sword spirit's voice was clear, and his pitch-black eyes were gradually filled with darkness. The moment he took action, all the attacks stopped before his eyes, motionless.
It was too difficult to take over the stage of becoming a god, but it was the demonic energy that he was familiar with, or the demonic world. For Bujianjun, he was like a fish in water.
Ye Qiao's hand holding the Feixian Sword loosened slightly and tilted his head: "Seize the bamboo shoots?"
She was extremely surprised and exclaimed, "Are you so promising?"
Can block attacks at the transformation stage.
Bu Jianjun almost fell to the ground.
Sure enough, no matter how many times I hear it, I still feel sad for the sword master's naming ability.
Bu Jianjun puffed up his face and did not care about Ye Qiao's words. Then he cut off the demonic energy with an expressionless face, and a heavy murderous aura spread in the hall. Even though he was led by Ye Qiao for a long time, he had followed the Demon Lord for so many times. In just three years, it is still difficult to hide the bloody atmosphere of the killing path.
Cut off, cut off?
Many people stood up, their calm expressions disappeared, and they stared at the sword spirit.
"Who are you?"
The aura of this black sword spirit is very familiar. Not only Meng Liu can feel it, but all the demons can feel it.
Not only does it make people get close to him unconsciously, but they can also feel a bit of coercion that makes people feel intimidated.
As all the attacks were crushed, Bu Jianjun said in a brisk voice, "Yeah, it's about this time. Haven't you guessed yet?"
"The Ninth Generation Demon Lord is probably a former sword spirit?" The young man thought for a moment and raised a bright smile, "In the demon clan. Who do you think I am."
