It was three moments after Shen Shi, inside the demon army's camp.
There are two big chairs facing north and south. Sitting on the left is an old woman with white hair. Her skin is as delicate as a baby's. Her green eyes seem to contain all the years of her life. She has a sad look on her face. Although she sits with her back straight, But he lacked a sense of spirit, as if he was outmatched by others, and did not dare to look squarely at the monk next to him.
The person sitting next to her was a handsome young man with clear features. Judging from his appearance, he was only in his early twenties, but his overall power was extremely powerful. The monks sitting in the tent were incomparably inferior to them. few.
At this moment, the handsome young man had a mocking look on his face and looked coldly at the objects on the table. He saw that there was nothing else on the table except for two lacquered copper soul lamps placed in the middle. The candles in the lamps had obviously been extinguished. Two weak lines of green smoke could be vaguely seen rising up, trembling in front of everyone, and then drifting away the next moment.
"Hey," when the handsome young man saw this, a sarcastic smile escaped from his lips. He waved his hand to order the boy to take down the soul lamp. Then he tilted his head slightly and said to the old woman, "Fellow Daoist Yuan acted rashly and risked his life and property." Not only did we pay compensation, but we also lost a general, which is really more than worth the gain."
Yu Xiuxiu and Yuan Jirong were not looked down upon by him. The Yifenxuan cultivators were only sacrifices when necessary. Only Yuan Jirong, who had already condensed his Taoist heart into the body of Guihe Da, Consummation is the only way to harm a person who makes people feel pain.
She and the white-haired old woman in front of her are both members of the Zai Ling Sect. The handsome young man sitting next to a group of monks on the right is from another evil sect in the demon army camp, the Blood Slaughter Sect!
When the Zai Ling Sect and the Blood Slaughter Sect were in the wild ancient land, due to the close distance between the two sects' mountain gates and almost facing each other across the mountain, there were frequent open and secret fights. Although they are now affiliated with the evil corpse ghost side, they are still not considered to be the same. harmony.
But the handsome young man knew clearly that Zhao Shun, the righteous genius currently guarding the Tongshan camp, was by no means someone who could be easily dealt with. If there were traces of her, he would have to prepare carefully in order to kill him with one blow. However, Yuan Jirong was very pleased with his achievements and relied on his superior strength, so he did not pay much attention to the Blood Slaughter Sect. This time he went to Yuemingqiu alone, possibly because he wanted to kill Zhao Shun so as to monopolize the merits.
It's a pity that he lost his life!
Except for the dead Yuan Jirong and Yu Xiuxiu, the only people in the Zai Ling Sect who knew about such a plan were the white-haired old woman who was sitting there. Therefore, after hearing the sarcasm in the handsome young man's words, the rest of the Zailing Sect monks in the audience couldn't help but blush and stared.
A big man with thick eyebrows rolled his eyes slightly, smacked his lips, and suddenly said: "Isn't there no news about the boy who came to seek refuge from the Fu Qing sect? I think this is the man who led Elder Yuan to Yueming Qiu. He died in an ambush! Otherwise, with Elder Yuan's strength, who could kill him?"
When the monk from the Zai Ling Sect heard this, he thought to himself, and realized that the words were reasonable. A look of indignation gradually appeared on his face, and he successively denounced Zhuang Wenpeng, who was going with him on this trip.
The members of the Blood Slaughter Sect were naturally disdainful of this, and immediately sneered: "Early when he took refuge, Elder Duan wanted a drop of Zhuang Wenpeng's blood. If he dares to be even remotely disloyal, our sect has its own secret method that can kill him thousands of miles away." Tell him to be wiped out!
"Even if he is really a spy sent by the righteous party, humph, I'm afraid Yuan Zhenren of the noble sect will not be able to escape the charge of underestimating the enemy and rushing in!"
Seeing that the two groups of monks were about to get into a quarrel again, the white-haired old woman above coughed and waved her hand to calm everyone down. She closed her eyes softly and pursed her lips. After Yuan Jirong's death, the Zailing Sect's power in the demon army's camp here was no longer as strong as the Blood Slaughter Sect. Moreover, this matter was also her own fault. If it was exposed to everyone, , will inevitably greatly reduce the prestige of Zailing Sect, and will also intensify the contradiction between the two factions.
Neither she nor Duan Huaichen of the Blood Slaughter Sect wanted to see such a situation happen.
"Ji Rong has always been greedy for success, so he thought he heard the traces of the Zhaoyan Sword Master from someone below, so he went to Yueming Qiu without stopping. This matter was his fault, and I, the Zai Ling Sect, admitted it. "The old woman was in great mourning, but she couldn't show it at the moment. She had to calm down quickly and said in a deep voice, "The plan for now is to get rid of Zhao Yan, the Sword Lord Zhao Chun. We don't know if she is still in the leap. In Mingqiu, if Ji Rong is killed by her, then her strength will probably exceed what we originally imagined..."
Handsome
The young man, Duan Huaichen, the leader of the Blood Slaughter Sect's camp here, heard the old woman's words at this moment. It is not known how he laughed in his heart, but the expression on his face was quite gentle: "Is Zhao Chun still in Yue Mingqiu? Just send someone over to inquire and you will find out that she has almost never stepped out of the Tongshan Camp in the past few months. This time she suddenly changed her mind, and she probably had other plans.
"Forget it, the soldiers will come to cover up the water and the earth. With the divine objects given by the above, even if we can't kill Zhao Chun, we can still severely damage him and eliminate a serious problem for us."
Duan Huaichen also felt it was a pity in his heart. On that day, when the formation was launched and the wild tree god was imprisoned in the cage, he still missed the mark and asked Youlong Sword Master Xie Jing to rescue the people inside. If not, the human race would not be able to do anything right now. Momentum, can it still be like this?
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In Yueming Qiu, among the vast mountains, pale brilliance has gradually fallen.
Zhao Shun stood on the head of the cloud with her hands behind her hands, watching Cui Yin throw up the formation plate and press it down the mountain, and then use her parallel fingers to draw a few mysterious patterns in the east, west, north and south. She was born in the Hunde formation sect and is an orthodox formation monk. When he casts the magic circle, he can move smoothly and smoothly. Even Zhao Chun, a layman in the art of magic circle, has to say a few words of praise after seeing it.
I don't know how many hours have passed, but I only know that the sunset above has dispersed, the stars have faded and disappeared, and a golden red sun has risen from the east. Cui Yin turned around, nodded slightly and said: "Master, the formation has been settled. , but the sword intention is buried in it." Her face was a little pale, and there was cold sweat on her forehead, which showed that setting up this formation was not easy for her.
"Thank you." Zhao Xun nodded with a smile, took a round-bellied porcelain vase from his sleeve and handed it to Cui Yin. Now Liu Xuan is serving as the alchemist in Wanlong Pass. Hearing that she will be stationed at the Tongshan Camp, she refined many elixirs in advance and sent them to her. The Shengyuan elixirs in the bottles were all of high quality. Cui Yin was about to run out of energy. It is just right to take this elixir.
"Thank you so much, Master." Cui Yin thanked her warmly, and immediately took out a Shengyuan Pill and drank it. Almost as soon as the clear water flowed down her throat, she was shocked by the power of this pill. Shengyuan Danwei is not a rare elixir, but she has never seen such a powerful medicine as in her hand!
With just one Shengyuan Pill, her whole body of true energy was restored!
I heard that Liu Zhenren of Wanlong Pass is a wizard of alchemy. Although her background is not obvious, her alchemy skills are amazing. The elixirs she refines are not only excellent in appearance, but also contain twice as much medicinal power as others. Refined. It's a pity that with Cui Yin's status, he still can't get in touch with the reclusive Mr. Liu.
I also heard that Zhenren Zhao had a close relationship with him, so this Shengyuan Dan was probably made by Zhenren Liu.
