Chapter 81 one of the killings

When the holy mountain was in chaos, the other side of the major sects had already made a mess of porridge.

In the Tianjian Sect, Bai Fuchen hurried to Nanshan with the news sent by Ran Shu.

As the earliest disciple of the new generation, he knows better than anyone the reason for the grandeur of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and for this reason, even after Xuanhua’s ancestors withdrew from this matter, the Heavenly Sword Sect secretly intervened in this matter. It’s all run by him. Knowing that Ran Yan was alive, he knew that this was something he could not make up his own mind, so he rushed to Nanshan to find Xuanhua.

However, after learning from Daotong’s mouth that Xuan Hua was not there, he could only go to the place of the elders of Nanning.

Nanning, Bei’an, and Dongzi are all monks in the late Mahayana period, and they are only one step away from breaking through the calamity. Except for Qin Zichen, Tianjian Sect has a total of one in the calamity period, five in the Mahayana period, seven in the integration period, and eleven out of the tribulation period. Apocalyptic monk. Except for the seven peak masters, these high-level monks are generally in Nanshan.

After Bai Fuchen informed Nanning of the news of Ran Yan’s rebirth, Nanning immediately called up the Nanshan cultivators. After hurriedly explaining the situation, Nanning looked at Bei’an: “Junior brother, what do you think this matter should be?”

“Ran Yan is reborn, and he still remembers what happened back then. I’m afraid he won’t be able to hide it.” Bei’an sighed, and then said: “However, now the evil spirit is raging, according to the news I got here, Cangzhou has no grass. , monks have moved out, and Penglai has also fallen. Although it is not as desolate as Cangzhou, it is no longer suitable for monks to practice. In addition, Daoism, Zen and other major sects are affected. If this goes on, the world of self-cultivation should But it’s just a few decades, and I’ll have no more spiritual energy to repair.”

Hearing this, everyone present pondered, Bai Fuchen stood in the center, swept the crowd, and waited for their decision.

“We are like this,” Dong Zi sighed and said, “Why not other sects? Today, the world of self-cultivation has long been a glory and a loss, and a loss is a loss.”

“But the Confucian sect…” Nanning hesitated: “The Confucian sect has to protect Ran Yan now, do they have any other way?”

“The Confucian school relies on the spiritual energy of the world. Now that Confucianism is prosperous in the human world, how can they control us? Even the Taoist Zen sect cannot support the spiritual energy of the world of self-cultivation because the incense in the world cannot support it. We all unite to deal with a Confucian school, It should be fine.”

Bei’an obviously knew more about the various forces, and Nanning and Dongzi were still a little hesitant. At this moment, Bai Fuchen suddenly received news from Yijianmen, and the indifferent voice of Baishan came from the opposite side: “Fuyu, I and Hei Shui has taken over Yijianmen, and will immediately send a message that Ran Yan failed to refine and enlighten the Dao with the disciples of the ten schools, causing the imbalance of heaven and earth, the rampant evil spirits, and the resentment. The Zen Sect, Hehuan Palace, and Nangu Palace have all discussed it, and we will release news together after a while, what is your Heavenly Sword Sect going to do now?”

Hearing this, the people present looked at each other in dismay. After a while, Bei’an said: “Tianjianzong, you should join everyone to eliminate the devil and guard the road.”

“Okay,” there was the sound of the crowd fighting over Baishan, and he said lightly, “I’ll clean up the sect first.”

After speaking, Bai Shan cut off the sound transmission.

After the audience was silent for a moment, Nanning got up and said, “We will go with you to find Song Xu.”

After that, the dozens of high-level monks who were present disappeared and appeared in Song Xu’s room.

Song Xu was reading a book when he saw dozens of cultivators suddenly appearing. He was stunned, then hurriedly got up and said, “Every old ancestor is here, but what’s the hurry?”

Nanning didn’t say a word, looked at Bai Fuchen, Bai Fuchen stepped forward and cupped his hands and said: “Master, I just received the news of the head of Yijianmen, the devil Ran Yan has reappeared, and they found out that the reason why the evil spirit is raging now is that Ran Yan was in the past. Refining and refining the disciples of the ten sects caused the imbalance of heaven and earth, and only sacrificed Ran Yan alive to comfort the resentful spirits, so I asked my sect for help, and hoped that my sect would take action and capture Ran Yan alive.”

Ran Yan was killed by Qin Zichen himself, but Song Xu never felt that Bai Fuchen’s request had anything. However, his intuition made him subconsciously slow down and said with a smile: “Why didn’t the head of Yijian Sect tell me directly?”

“Because,” Bai Fuchen raised his eyes slightly, “Yijianmen has now been taken over by two seniors, Baishan and Heishui.”

Hearing this, Song Xu immediately noticed something was wrong, nodded and said, “Alright then, I will report to the ancestor Xuanhua immediately, everyone…”

Before he finished speaking, a bundle of immortal rope was thrown out of Nanning’s hands.

“The head is seriously ill. From now on, you will manage the sect on your behalf.”

Nanning’s voice was cold, and Bai Fuchen bowed his hands respectfully: “Yes.”

“What do you mean?” Song Xu frowned coldly. Bai Fuchen smiled and said, “You don’t need to ask, you can go to Nanshan to cultivate for a while, and let your brother share your worries for you.”

After that, Bai Fuchen turned around and said, “I beg your ancestors to come with me to the main hall.”

Everyone nodded, and Bai Fuchen immediately sent a sound transmission to let the big bell ring. Not long after the birth of the Confucian Sect, the big bell rang, and the peak masters of all peaks couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy, and rushed to the main hall, but as soon as they entered the hall, they saw the Nanshan high-ranking monks who were almost never born standing in the main hall. Among them, Bai Fuchen stood in front of them with his sword in hand, looked at the five peak masters who came in, and said with a smile, “You guys are coming so fast.”

Seeing Bai Fuchen with so many people, but not seeing Song Xu, everyone felt uneasy, Lei Xuzi frowned: “Where’s the head?”

“From today,” Bai Fuchen smiled, pointed his sword to the ground, and looked at the five peak masters: “Tianjian Sect is under my escrow, all the peak masters, do you have any objections?”

“You…” Lei Xuzi tightened his pupils suddenly, Feng Ning grabbed his hand and said indifferently: “Second Senior Brother is in charge of the sect, I have no objection, but I want to know, where is the head? What is the reason for the second senior brother to take charge of the sect?”

“The head of the sect went into the devil’s practice, and his vitality was greatly damaged. The ancestors of Nanning have brought them back to Nanshan to retreat and cultivate, so I will take care of the fat fairy outside the sect.”

Hearing this, Feng Ning knew that all the monks in Nanshan were standing on Bai Fuchen’s side.

Bai Fuchen looked at the expressions of several people and said gently, “I wonder if a few peak masters have any objections?”

“No.” Dan Hui was the first to speak, with a cold smile: “Anyway, I am the peak master of my seventh peak, and I will carry it over if I die. It has nothing to do with me who is the head and what you want to do. I only have one Conditions, don’t touch my seventh peak disciple.”

“It’s natural.” Bai Fuchen smiled and nodded, then turned to look at the four people next to him: “How about you?”

“no.”

“no.”

“no.”

“no.”

The other four struggled to speak one by one. Bai Fuchen applauded: “The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie. I didn’t misunderstand the juniors. But in order to avoid troubles, I invite the juniors and sound transmission disciples. You all go to Nanshan to discuss important matters, and choose a disciple to take charge of each peak.”

Hearing this, the expressions of the four changed, and Nebula roared: “Don’t go too far!”

As soon as the words were finished, Nebula was slammed into the wall by an air current. Nanning looked at a few people coldly and said indifferently: “It should be you, don’t go too far!”

Lei Xuzi and Ruan Huaran went to touch Xingyun, Feng Ning turned his eyes on his master Yun Chun, and said coldly, “Master, do you want us to go to Nanshan?”

“Go.” Yun Chun did not hesitate: “This is not something you can manage.”

Hearing this, Feng Ning stopped struggling, raised his hand to let Bai Fuchen seal his spiritual power, and said lightly, “Go.”

Several peak owners sent messages to their first disciples, and after asking them to take care of the peaks, they were brought back to Nanshan by Nanning. Bai Fuchen called his own people and asked them to open a water mirror.

In the water mirror, Xuanhua knelt on the ground dumbfounded, Qin Zichen sat in the cold pool, the woman who looked like Ran Yan and Ran Shu were inseparable, and the Confucian people were fighting with the Hehuan Palace.

The holy mountain has long since become a battlefield, with blood all over the ground and bones everywhere.

Bai Fuchen glanced at his own sound transmission.

He is waiting, waiting for Baishan to completely take over Yijianmen, waiting for all sects and sects to clean up like him.

Wait for this world of comprehension to change completely.

On the other side, above the holy mountain, Su Qingyi had no idea that the world had turned upside down. She and Ran Shu fought so heartily that they had the aura of death. The disciple did not dare to approach the two of them at all, and the low-level cultivator was crushed to ashes in an instant under the pressure.

Su Qingyi has been preventing Ran Shu from summoning the evil dragon like last time, but this time, for some unknown reason, she has been slow to come up with this ultimate move.

There was no evil dragon around, and there was no evil spirit around Lingtan. It was obvious that Ran Shu couldn’t keep the spiritual power flowing like last time. She and Su Qingyi were already a big gap away. “You really took a big advantage today, if you are in the place where the evil energy is…”

“So,” Su Qingyi raised her eyebrows, “You’re still not as good as me, aren’t you?”

“You’re a girl!” Ran Shu raised her head suddenly, Su Qingyi’s expression was cold, and she slashed over with sword energy! Ran Shu took her blow with all her might, and listened to her: “I don’t need anything, I only need myself, as long as I have a sword, I can beat you. And you?”

After saying that, Su Qingyi smiled contemptuously: “There is no evil spirit, you are nothing.”

Ran Shu pursed her lips and saw Su Qingyi’s sword in her hand was unabated, with a strong righteousness, and stabbed her with a sword, her voice telling the nightmare she never wanted to face: “You said that Senior Brother Shen Zhu prefers me, you Saying that everyone is watching me, shouldn’t they?”

“My cultivation base was cultivated by myself, my realm was brought up by myself, my sword is mine, my talisman ability is mine, you say you can’t catch up with me,” the sword pierced Ran Shu sharply On the shoulder, Ran Shu cried out in pain, and tore Su Qingyi’s belly with a claw. Su Qingyi turned over and swung her sword horizontally, and continued, “That’s true. You can’t catch up with me in your life.”

“Shut up!” Ran Shu rushed up desperately, Su Qingyi fluttered away like a feather, and Ran Shu slashed at her like crazy.

“I don’t have a right mind, likes and dislikes good and jealous, my aptitude is average, and my Taoism is not pure…” Su Qingyi commented on her softly, looking at Ran Shu’s red eyes, and sneered: “If I am not pure Yang, do you think that Xingyunmen Is there still a place for you?”

“Shut up!!!” All her spiritual power was condensed on Ran Shu’s sharp claws, and she rushed towards Su Qingyi. Su Qingyi’s expression changed, she jumped up, and the long sword slammed down!

The sword qi exploded at the tip of the sword, facing all of Ran Shu’s spiritual power, Hua Guang suddenly unfolded, Su Qingyi’s expression did not change, and looked coldly at Ran Shu’s face in the light.

That is, at this moment, a male voice suddenly came from the sky, and said in a solemn voice: “The devil, Ran Yan, refining the disciples of the ten sects, caused the heaven and the earth to become unbalanced, and the evil spirits raged. Only with his body can he be saved. My realm of self-cultivation is in fire and water. Today, I am Zen,”

After speaking, another voice changed: “Dao Zong,”

Another voice changed: “Yijianmen,”

“Hehuan Palace,”

“Southern Gu Palace,”

“Tianjianzong,”

“To issue a ‘life and death order’, regardless of life and death, capture Ran Yan alive!”

With an order, Qin Shuwen and Xuan Hua raised their heads abruptly, Su Qingyi’s expression did not change. As early as when she recalled the scene back then, she already knew that this day was just a matter of time.

The world of comprehension is doomed, and there is no one to save except her. They will be like moths to a flame, and they will kill her no matter what.

But why? !

What did she do wrong? !

It was them who were wrong! It’s them! Why do you want her to take on all this.

If they tell her the truth, if they beg her, she loves this world, and she may not let them get what they want, but now they are so aggressive, why should she save her life? !

Even the righteous Heavenly Sword Sect didn’t hesitate to defect at this moment. Who else could she count on to save her from this desperate situation?

It’s just that she is not reconciled… She is not reconciled to die Han Yu’s part-time idol. Even if they tried their best to explode their souls, they would never let them succeed.

One teleportation formation after another began to open in the sky, and disciples joined in one after another. Qin Shuwen looked at Su Qingyi and Qin Zichen in the cold pool, frowned, and instructed the disciples, “Just protect the people in the pool. ”

He had just been born, and he really didn’t know the origin of this woman. Although it seems that he is protecting Qin Zichen, he will be ordered to live and die by all the sects at the same time. What kind of goodness is that?

He couldn’t use the entire Confucian sect to save a person who had never met before.

Seeing Confucianism retreating and exposing her to the outside world, Su Qingyi was calm in her heart, Xuanhua’s face turned cold, she raised her head and said to Qin Shuwen, “She is Zichen’s wife.”

Qin Shuwen was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, “You go.”

He is the head of the sect, the situation is unknown, and he cannot have too many positions.

Xuan Hua immediately understood what he meant, turned around and walked out of the barrier. As soon as the coercion of the Tribulation Period came out, the disciple was instantly blocked from the enchantment.

“Senior Xuanhua,” Hua Xiangrong took a step forward, frowning coldly: “You stand up, is it you who stand up, or the Heavenly Sword Sect?”

Xuan Hua was stunned for a moment, looking at the disciples of all sects and sects in the mountains and plains, opened his mouth, but couldn’t say anything.

“It seems that it was your own idea,” Hua Xiangrong cupped his hands and said, “That offends me.”

As soon as the words fell, Hua Xiangrong jumped and sacrificed the heaven and earth clock, the artifact of Hehuan Palace.

The bell hummed, Xuan Hua’s complexion changed, and then he heard the sound of someone chanting a spell in his mind.

Turning around, he saw Qin Shuwen with his back to him, the small fan closed and muttering something in a low voice.

The incantation seemed to bring a steady stream of spiritual energy, Xuanhua raised his sword to meet the Qiankun Bell, and between the bells humming, he slashed with a sword!

Hua Xiangrong brought his disciple and Xuan Hua into entanglement. When the Qiankun Bell rang, both Su Qingyi and Ran Shu were affected. The two of them were at the end of the shot.

A sword pierced through Ran Shu’s chest! Ran Shu cried out in pain, and Su Qingyi felt someone behind her, she rolled on the spot, and a whip slammed into her back!

She was hit by the whip and flew into the crowd, and immediately blasted away with sword energy to leave an open space for herself, but it only gave her time to fight, and people rushed up again.

There were more and more people, and she was covered in blood, waving her sword blankly.

The ground trembled, her heart was beating fast, as if someone was calling her.

“Zichen…”

She had an inexplicable foreboding, and ran frantically in Qin Zichen’s direction. However, with so many people between them, she kept swinging her sword, but she couldn’t finish slashing.

get out of the way… get out of the way…

She ran all the way in the direction of Qin Zichen.

It was at this moment that a golden light shot up into the sky in Lingtan, Qin Shuwen raised his head suddenly, and then heard the sound of phoenix chanting and dragon roar bursting out, and in the bright light, dragon and phoenix entwined up.

Hua Guang rushed towards the sky for a full quarter of an hour, and finally dispersed slowly, revealing the man sitting cross-legged in the Lingtan who was rejoicing in the spring.

He slowly opened his eyes, Qin Shuwen immediately jumped down, supported the young man who was about to fall, and said anxiously, “Zichen!”

Qin Zichen looked at Qin Shuwen blankly, and then his eyes moved to the phoenix on his shoulder. Phoenix looked at him with tears in his eyes. He quickly looked around, and then saw that all around were people fighting.

His pupils tightened, desperately crawling towards the surroundings, and said anxiously, “Qingyi…”

“Don’t move for now!” Qin Shuwen grabbed him and held his hand. He said, “Lingtan’s aura is too much, you have to adjust your breath now, and your sea of ​​consciousness has just been rebuilt and unstable, so you shouldn’t move around.”

“Let go!” Qin Zichen roared angrily, staggering and covering his head and ran towards the crowd, but before he could run a few steps, he fell to the ground.

At this time, the Lingtan had completely dried up, and the wet soil stained his robes. Qin Shuwen stood behind him, raised his eyebrows, and sneered: “Run, keep running?”

Qin Zichen gasped and did not speak, pursed his lips, and propped himself up to leave. Qin Shuwen raised his hand and wanted to kick him, but the little phoenix immediately flew up and looked at him angrily.

Qin Shuwen’s expression changed, and he muttered, “A loving mother is a loser!”, then he stepped forward and supported Qin Zichen, dissatisfied: “Who is that Qingyi? There is also Ran Yan here… ”

“It’s her.” Qin Zichen finally looked up at Qin Shuwen and asked anxiously, “Where is she?”

“She…” Qin Shuwen was about to speak when suddenly dark clouds covered the sky, and a thunderstorm struck, and everyone raised their heads instantly, even Qin Shuwen, who couldn’t help but change his face.

This was not a thunderbolt drawn by a few thunderbolts, but a thunderbolt that was like a catastrophe, instantly splitting an open space around Su Qingyi. Su Qingyi supported herself with the long sword, blood all over her body, so thick that it dripped down her sleeves drop by drop.

Then she saw someone fall in front of her.

Black-clothed crane cloak with peach blossoms on the eyes.

Behind him was a gate, blocking in front of her and Qin Zichen. The disciples of Xingyun Sect came out one by one. He walked quickly to her, held her up, and said coldly, “Follow me back.”

“Now…” Su Qingyi gasped, “Are you willing to let me go back to Xingyun Sect?”

Saying that, Su Qingyi slammed the sword on Xie Hantan’s neck and said coldly, “Now you’re willing to tell me, what are you doing? Ran Shu can’t have another master. Her master is you, right?”

“Yes.” Xie Hantan didn’t change his face, and said lightly: “But now, it’s not anymore.”

“Don’t say more,” Glancing at Su Qingyi’s injuries, Xie Hantan pulled her and said, “Hurry up and leave.”

“open!”

Su Qingyi slashed his hand with his sword and said coldly, “Clarify, what are you doing? Did you make those evil dragons?”

“Yes.” Xie Hantan admitted frankly, and Su Qingyi laughed mockingly: “I asked you in the past, you always procrastinated, why are you willing to say it now?”

“Will you tell Qin Zichen?” Xie Hantan looked at her quietly, Su Qingyi was stunned for a moment, and he continued: “You are the enemy of the entire cultivation world. He is a great disciple, the leader of swordsmanship, and now he has an immortal bone and has a promising future. If you win, he will naturally remain his sword immortal, and you will not touch him at all. If you lose, he will not be implicated by you. Just like that, will you still tell him?”

Su Qingyi didn’t speak, but the disciples of Xingyun Sect rushed out, enclosing half an open space for them. Xie Hantan smiled bitterly and said quietly: “You won’t. You love him, so you won’t drag him into the water. It’s too difficult to compete with the entire cultivation world with one person.”

“The same,” Xie Hantan raised his head and blinked, “I won’t either.”

“You…” Su Qingyi said hoarsely, “Those evil dragons…”

“Seventeenth, I’m no longer alone, Qingyi,” he said, and a white dragon slowly appeared behind him. He raised his somewhat transparent hand and said slowly, “I was swallowed up by grievances and signed a contract with him.”

“He let me get rid of the fate of being sacrificed for life, and I promised to become its incarnation and avenge it.”

“This is the world of self-cultivation exchanged for their lives,” Bai Long wrapped around him, Xie Hantan smiled slightly: “I promise it, I will destroy it.”

“So these evil dragons…”

“The four formations in the south, south, north and west, plus the one at the central Xingyun Gate, this revenge begins from the moment you start.” Xie Hantan smiled and stretched out his hand to her.

“Qingyi,” he called out her name and said in a low voice, “I don’t want to reach out to you, but now, you have nowhere to go.”

“Now in this world, the only one standing with you is me.”

Su Qingyi lowered her head and looked at his pure hands, and didn’t speak for a long time.

“I still have one person I didn’t kill.”

She raised her head and turned to look at Ran Shu beside her. Ran Shu saw Xie Hantan and Su Qingyi looking at her together, her eyes tightened, and she wanted to leave in an instant, but Su Qingyi was faster, and at the moment when Ran Shu ran away, she held her shoulders and the long sword pierced sharply. go in.

The scene of Shen Zhu falling in her arms was vivid in her mind, and Su Qingyi felt calm in her heart.

The spiritual power exploded on the long sword. She grabbed Ran Shu and said hoarsely: “Go down, take good care of senior brother.”

“If that’s right… soon,” she closed her eyes, letting the woman be blown to pieces by her spiritual power in her arms, and then she grabbed the soul and smashed her violently. Ran Shu screamed in a hurry and a short voice. Su Qingyi said slowly, “I’ll probably come to you.”

After she finished speaking, she heard a hurried call.

“Qingyi!”

Su Qingyi turned her head slowly, her body was covered in blood, and she looked at the young man who was being supported.

He seemed to be enduring the severe pain, but he still stood stubbornly, staring at her.

There was blood all over her sword, her hair, clothes, and hands, wherever she could see it.

As if it was fished out of blood, she couldn’t see her appearance at all.

She looked at his clean and handsome face and couldn’t help but smile.

“Qin Zichen,” she said hoarsely, “go back.”

I have a road of no return, destined to be only desperados.

Zichen, this road should not be yours.