Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Ji Yun came from thinking that he was actually a good-tempered person, and had very little time to blush with people, and he would not do it easily with people close to him.

But this time he really didn't want to endure this bad-hearted relative. For a while, he even suspected that he had entered the farming literature instead of the cultivation literature.

How many times is this?

How many times have you troubled his apprentice?

It's not over, right?

Thought he was an uncle?

My own indisputability, on the contrary, makes people feel deceived?

Ji Yunlai stared at his opponent quietly, stretched out his hand, and a sword intent like autumn water spread from his palms, circling around and turning into a colorless long sword with a thin and fragile body. As if vulnerable.

But Luo Qingxiao would not think so, because he clearly knew that it was this sword that year. After killing the sky fox and Su Wan, and the master of Yan Dao, both Yungui, Jinwu and Beihai were defeated, and he was even more defeated. I don't think I can take a few swords.

"Yin Yin, are you alone?" Ji Yun turned around and asked calmly.

Yang Yuyin couldn't hear the anger under the plain words of the master, and immediately said: "And Master An Feng was caught by her. In order not to hurt me, Your Excellency Jinwu should go back to you and ask for help."

So Ji Yun raised his eyes and looked at Luo Qingxiao, his eyes were cold, as if they were real.

The Great Sacrifice wanted to explain it, but in a thousand words, it only turned into a sigh.

I know I can only do one game this time.

With his eyes facing each other, Ji Yunlai said lightly: "You are too skilled to find trouble with juniors."

"You can throw away your desires, and you can also give up your floating name." Luo Qingxiao said seriously, "You are not the same."

Without speculation, Ji Yunlai lightly raised his hand and turned his sword, and smashed it directly. The moment the sword moved and thunder, the void was torn open. There was a storm of blood and blood that wanted to gush out from the crack, but was silent by the sword. Melting, with cold wind and blood, fell between the enemy's eyebrows faster than the thunderbolt.

That is the reversal of the Tianhe, the terrifying pressure of the collapse of one party.

It's a terrifying sword intent that people and immortals don't dare to insist on!

Luo Qingxiao took a step back, squeezing **** lightly, blocking the forehead and holding the long sword, there was a crisp sound, but two small flowers grew between the fingers, separated between the fingers and the long sword.

The flowers bloom in five colors, and each other generates and restrains each other. This is the Dafa that can overcome thousands of Taoism.

But under the thin ice sword, the five-color petals were instantly shredded and torn apart, only to win that one moment, Luo Qingxiao's expression was solemn, ten fingers were pinched, and the magical mystery turned into a wonderful rainbow light, seven-color reincarnation. , Jumping with countless pieces of light, the phantom of a world was woven between his fingers, Yang Yinyin on one side only took a look, feeling that Dao Xin was unstable, and decisively stepped back.

When the long sword pierced the phantom, it entered another world, and the speed was naturally slowed by nearly half, making Luo Qingxiao feel relieved and withdraw even further.

But at the next moment, Ji Yunlai gave a scornful look, raised his hand and picked it up, and the long sword woven a galaxy. The seven-color light that was close to invincibility was easily torn apart in the galaxy like thin ice, irresistible. Unstoppable.

That sword is too pure and mighty. Between reversals, the sky is hanging down, and the stars and moons are colorless.

Luo Qingxiao felt a little bitter in her heart, and tried her best to change her body and form, but saw that the long sword flicked horizontally and changed the stabbing to flirt. He was mercilessly about to split his good head in half, causing him to bend down in embarrassment. He avoided it, but Jian Guang had already cut a gap in his chest mercilessly. Fortunately, the human and immortal body would not bleed, but the strange qi attached to it, making it difficult for the wound to heal.

This kind of battle completely lost his previous demeanor and was extremely embarrassed.

After a few tricks, Luo Qingxiao couldn't resist, and finally took out his weapon. His magic sword was a great magic weapon. He once chopped off the head of the emperor, and the aura of emperor hate was lingering. Divide - but under Ji Yunlai's **** ice sword, his magic sword is like paper, if it weren't for his quick closing, it would be broken with one sword.

"Ayun, can you not use the sword?" Luo Qingxiao finally couldn't help sighing, "I can't stand your magic sword."

In front of a sword that breaks ten thousand laws, all magical tools are all-terrain dogs, meaningless, they can only use their flesh to resist, it is really irresistible.

Another sword counterattacked, passing by, Ji Yunlai faintly replied: "I can't afford it."

They fought, the reality and the truth changed mysteriously, falling to the ground and turning over, real yuan rendezvous, and slapped hard--this is also the only thing that the great sacrifice believes that he can beat Ji Yun, after all, he has thousands of years of accumulation of real yuan, Ji Yunlai was only six hundred years old.

But the result was unexpected. With a palm-to-hand blow, Ji Yun's true energy was ten times that of him. The vastness of the sea was as vast as the ocean, and his right arm was almost completely destroyed in a single shock. Fortunately, this true essence was not Du'er sword can recover as long as it once breathed, but even so, it made him extremely suspicious for a while.

"How could you, how could you have so much accumulation?" Luo Qingxiao asked Ji Yun to fight against the suspicious life. This is the true essence of the human immortal, not the Chinese cabbage. If it is said by Ji Yunlai when he was young, it is simply It is unscientific and unrealistic!

"The way to see the ten thousand realms, time to travel, I am not enough, but my small world has it." Ji Yunlai said, raising his hand with another sword, his sword light is extremely sharp, in an instant, the opposite person The human immortal of the order has been left and right, and his body has been stabbed and cut countless wounds, but there is no blood and cannot be killed.

"This is the Celestial Glazed Glass Body, right?" Yang Yuyin saw it for the first time. He and Qiu Yuansheng looked at each other with excitement in their eyes. He accidentally took out a bag of cloud melon seeds, and then found that something was wrong. It really formed a conditioned reflex in Kun-Lai, but when he looked up, he found that the monk who was following the big sacrifice also took out Kun-Lai's specialty Yungua seeds...

Angrily went up for a while and confiscated it.

Qiu Yuansheng thought that fortunately, no one knew that I was the rebirth of Danfeng Qixiu, and it was okay to change a skin... so he stepped back, his eyes lowered weakly, like a little daughter-in-law.

Yang Xinyin naturally wouldn't care about a low-level monk, and continued to watch nervously.

Qiu Yuansheng watched and thought, both of them are the top monks of the human race, they are full of thoughts between their gestures, and their control is extremely high. The seemingly thrilling sword light has never hurt a flower or a leaf. That's it. Above, their power is even higher than the two Taoists who had smashed with the devil fetus outside.

It's just that the sacrifice was beaten so embarrassingly that it didn't look like a lot of battles.

He raised his head to look at Yang Xinyin, and asked in a low voice, "The demon fetus is coming, do you want to start the formation?"

Yang Yuyin smiled back and said, "You are loyal, and you are not afraid of death."

"You have been in the formation for so long, so don't waste it," Qiu Xiaoxiao said in a low voice, "Or, I'll take you to release Master An Feng first..."

"Lead the way." Yang Xuyin looked straight, and immediately mentioned the little monk.

At that time, he and An Xian Jinwu were going to take Baiyue's body back for burial, but they encountered a large sacrifice on the way.

Jin Wufei was the opponent of the high sacrifice. Even if they scattered and fled, they would not be able to run away from a single immortal, and the difference in time between being captured was only a quarter or two.

He also used Master An Feng to threaten him to set up a large array of demon sealing within half a day, which made him tired like a dog.

This account will be settled sooner or later.

The battle on the other side also reached a critical moment. The sword light flickered, and the white flowers followed the wind. Numerous gaps appeared around the two. Occasionally, the flowers and leaves passed by, and they were all silently torn apart. That was because they could not bear their sword intent. Under the scars, even if they leave for thousands of years, this place will become a terrible Jedi. If others are careless, they will be killed by this invisible void.

But this obviously couldn't affect the two of them. Finally, Ji Yun came to switch with a sword, holding the tip of the sword with his left hand and bounced out, flying sleeves like clouds, hitting Luo Qingxiao's heart heavily, Luo Qingxiao avoided it and was Into the mountain's belly, Ji Yunlai pierced out with a backhand sword at the moment he got out, and the poisonous snake pierced his heart and nailed him to the rock.

Luo Qingxiao sighed softly: "You won."

"You don't need to tell me." Ji Yunlai said coldly.

"..."

"Nothing to say? You were not in this attitude last time in Heiwudi." Ji Yunlai sneered.

"What attitude do you want?" Luo Qingxiao lowered his head and chuckled, "I don't want to be sorry."

Ji Yunlai stared at him, and calmly retracted the sword: "You really disappoint me, you are in vain."

"What is a human immortal?" Luo Qingxiao raised his head to look at him, and his expression was also faint, "You are the only human immortal who has survived the great devil's calamity, can you talk about it?"

Ji Yunlai glanced at him contemptuously, not too lazy to speak.

Luo Qingxiao just leaned on the mountain wall and laughed at himself: "The six desires of the devil, torturing people's hearts, Ayun, you still don't want to kill me in your heart, don't you?"

"Yes," Ji Yun sneered. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it. "Even if you had another purpose, you were really good to me. Even if you tell me directly, I might not die for you."

Unlike Li Xianjing's deep betrayal, his relationship with Luo Qingxiao is much deeper.

Up to this point at the beginning of the year, he was weak and sick, and he was very frightened. It was this uncle who accompanied him day and night to enlighten, find elixir, give acupuncture treatment, and later enlightenment and teach-his family died early in the previous life, and he was struggling alone in a foreign country For many years, he had to live again, and there was a caring uncle who was caring for him. At that time, he really regarded himself as a child and was enjoying the affection. In his heart, his uncle was the most important person in the world, so he lost his memory for a while. The first thing he asked was the safety of Luo Qingxiao, but the ending was too ridiculous.

"I can't say it. If I say it, I can't bear it," Luo Qingxiao was silent for a moment before saying, "I thought at that time, you are dead, I can also bring you back from Huangquan, and then shape your body. , Come to make up at that time."

It's just that he waited for a long time in Huangquan and didn't wait for him.

"Then you remember my Kun-Lai eight hundred disciples, hundreds of lives in the family?" Ji Yunlai asked slowly.

"They were killed by Li Xian, you weren't the same person," Luo Qingxiao said lightly, "He knows the relationship between Gu Kun-Lai and Da Xuan. At that time, you were just an excuse. Kun-Lai was the only one to look at. Do you think he is not jealous? How difficult is it to kill you silently with his ability?"

"Then you are really innocent." Ji Yunlai didn't want to discuss this issue. "What do you want to do when you set up a demon formation?"

"Killing the devil's fetus is for merit." Luo Qingxiao stared at the copper piece in his hand, "In the ancestral mausoleum, the remaining prohibition is for my use, so I have no trouble."

"Luo Qingxiao, the body of the immortal, it's not that you can't kill, do your thing," Ji Yun came back to recall the ice sword, turned and left, "the rest of the account, let's go back and calculate."

Luo Qingxiao watched him go away, sighed slightly, and suddenly stopped him: "A Yun, you know that God's will is hard to change."

"Speak straight." Ji Yunlai didn't like the mysterious and mysterious fighting front in the fairy gate. The cultivators in the Kun-Lai faction who dare not talk about humans were to be beaten.

Luo Qingxiao knew that he would not listen, but still reminded: "Qing Devil is intolerable to heaven."

Wang Yin has already gotten his hands, and he doesn't need to be hostile to A Yun anymore.

"You don't need to remind!" Ji Yunlai replied indifferently, just about to stab him, but suddenly frowned slightly, and suddenly disappeared from his sight.

Luo Qingxiao lowered his head wistfully.

In those days, the young child was already blue and blue, but why did his heart still remain the same?

Whether as a sacrifice or immortal, he stayed high for too long, and a hundred or ten human races lost their lives. This is a trivial matter to mortal emperors, let alone monks?

The Taoist beast tax kills mortals more than a hundred times? Who cares?

He rearranged his clothes. The wound on his body did not bleed, but it never healed. But the immortal is also an immortal, not an honorific name, but a mortal fetus. He has long been crystallized and purified, and the mortal fish is gone. Difficult to die.

On the contrary, if he wants to escape, it takes some time and he will always escape.

He didn't want to run, he didn't want to be in front of him anymore, acting so ridiculous, even though it was already ridiculous.

Let's go, open the ancestral mausoleum, this nightmare will wake up.

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Yang Yuyin and Qiu Yuansheng followed the road seven turns and eight turns, and soon reached a magic circle, An Xian was sitting in a magic circle with a cold face.

At a glance, Yang Yuyin saw that the magic circle had the effect of isolating the energy, and immediately stepped forward to solve it, just about to unlock the restriction on An Xian.

"...You came, it's a bit late." An Xian said with emotion, "I was frightened when the kid said that you would be used as a bait to catch Xiaoqing by a sacrifice."

"What do you mean?" Yang Xinyin's heart tightened.

"Am I the kind of person waiting to be rescued?" An Xian said naturally, "I have to find a way when I fall into the hands of the immortal, and there seems to be only one way."

"You..." Yang Yuyin was stunned, "Are you not messing around?"

"What's the chaos, it's just that I also practiced the Du'er sword." Master An Feng came out carrying a long sword with a slightly transparent blue and slightly transparent, "Suddenly I felt that my daughter is actually quite remarkable. "

Yang Yu Yin clenched his fists silently.

"Don't get me wrong, practice Baibi Lian now," An Xian looked at the sword and said quietly, "This is my daughter's last obsession. She wants to protect me."

Yang Xinyin was startled, and wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

"She ignited spontaneously in front of me and turned into ashes. This sword was born out of ashes." An Xian chuckled, "Well, no one will complain about me wasting my sword again. This sword is the last sword I use. ."

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go, the head is still outside..." Yang Yinyin turned around and left, but his relaxed tone stopped abruptly.

The faint long sword penetrated through the back and pierced through the front chest.

He turned his head abruptly, only to see blood and light in An Xian's eyes.

"This is not the sword crossing, it's you crossing the Great Heaven Devil Tribulation..." Yang Yinyin blinked vigorously, "You are so stupid."

If a monk who has survived the Great Devil Tribulation, he will be a human immortal, but throughout the ages, there have been so many amazing people, among them, only the head can survive, An Xian, why do you feel that you are able to live it? ?

An Xian pulled out the long sword, and said with a smile but a smile: "I said it a long time ago, I want to teach you a long time."

Yang Yinyin blinked vigorously, and An Xian disappeared instantly. An shadow of An Xian appeared in his left eye. He quickly pasted the talisman to stop the riot in his eyes. The remaining eye looked at Qiu Yuansheng: "I Sure enough, I've been at ease for too long, I actually ignored you, Qiu Yuansheng!"

"How did you recognize me?" Qiu Yuansheng asked curiously and not maliciously.

"Except for your internal traitor, there are a few people who can know the weakness of Master An Feng. If it is not to save people, she will not survive the great devil." Yang Yinyin suddenly smiled, "Why should I tell you more, kill you first? Yes."

"Is there anyone telling you that if you have horizontal stripes on your hands, it is a short-lived appearance." Qiu Yuansheng smiled, "The priest finds his things, so I don’t want to play anymore, but I want to play again. In fact, it’s , I want to know how far I can do it. So I told An Xian that you are going to sacrifice yourself in order to save her. As a result, she is really willing to gamble for the same family. It is really affectionate-you still have extra energy to find Am I in trouble?"

Yang Xinyin looked at him calmly and said, "Of course there is."

"Then I'll leave first." Qiu Yuansheng chuckled, and quickly pinched a magic talisman. With his impenetrable spirit, even a little bit of departure would not be found by the immortal.

He stretched his hand into his arms, but in the next instant, a cold light flashed.

Ji Yunlai's long sword has plunged into Qiu Yuan's life platform and nailed him to the cliff.

There was a slight astonishment on the face of this poisonous snake, but it only stopped there. There was no spirit, and the master of punishment was attacked with a sword.

"Head, An Feng is the master of the robbery, do you have a way?" Yang Xinyin also put down the things he was preparing to use, coughed up blood, and asked.

Ji Yunlai's answer was a cold voice, "There is a way, idiot."

Then he shot and took out his eyeballs. Senior Brother Yang took it silently. He didn't dare to cry out, but the pulsation in his heart seemed to gradually slow down, and suddenly he felt like A Zhan...

He couldn't help but whispered a question that owed him: "Then, Master... Am I really short-lived?"