At the moment, a beam of white light suddenly burst out of the sky, and under the white light, the black snake was instantly dissipated. The overflowing black air fled like life, but was attracted to one direction.

In mid-air, a disc is bright as the moon, that is, the silver disc, which absorbs all the black energy. Su Hanjin communicated with Jiyuelun many times, and this arrogant guy finally started at a critical moment, and then her clenched fist was released, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Almost scared to death.

Among the white jade gourd, the Qinglong who was still immersed in the pool water buried his head in the water. He could not feel the temperature of the water, but he could feel the temperature of his own heart. In his previous predictions, there was no such person as Xuan Yuji. He only knew that among the human monks who were fighting against the tribe, there was also purple aura. He vaguely remembered the purple Lingyun that he saw in his eyes of prophecy, dressed in red, arrogantly flamboyant, and the blood of her clan was dripping on the tip of her sword.

Will they get rid of that fate?

Su Hanjin breathed a sigh of relief, and then realized that if there was no Jiyue Wheel, the head might be more ill-fortuned.

She has a strong sense of spirit. At this time, she has seen the altar deep in the purple bamboo forest. After the black snake was swallowed by the moon wheel, the black air around the altar seemed to have been hit by a hurricane. cigarette. The black snake transformed by the black qi should be the most powerful force currently obtained by the real person Zixiao, and I am afraid it is also the power that caused the fall of Xuan Yuji in the original text!

Real Zi Xiao missed a hit, frowned, his expression on his face was even more cruel, and his shot was even more cruel. With the help of the power of the Demon Realm, although his cultivation was still half-step through the catastrophe at this time, his revealed strength was comparable to Xuan Yuji, but unlike Xuan Yuji, he was ruthless.

For the cultivators during the Tribulation Period, the battle between them can split the mountain and crack the rocks with their hands. The battle field at this time is definitely not good. The real person Zixiao ignores him, let go, but Xuan Yuji is worried about injury. To the people around, therefore, the shot is a little more considerate. But even so, he did not fall into the trap.

Jiyue Wheel is the nemesis of monsters. However, at this time, True Person Zixiao is not a demon, and he is a human, not a monster born in the blood pool. In this way, he is like Liao Changqing, and the role that Jiyue Wheel can play is also limited.

Similarly, the fight between Xuan Yuji and the real person Zi Xiao, no one else could get involved.

The difference between crossing the tribulation and combining the body is not even a star or a half. Everyone only feels that the sword aura of each of the two swords has already suppressed them. It is hard to imagine how many swords they can take if they change to themselves. Because of this sudden change, everyone was silent for a moment. The Hall Master Mo of the Law Enforcement Hall first reacted and ordered the crowd to retreat quickly, otherwise it would be a drag. Therefore, although several people were worried, they also retreated to a very long distance.

Su Hanjin did not leave, and likewise, Zi Lingyun did not leave.

"Xuan Jin, Master Zi!"

Su Hanjin signaled that she would be fine, and the glutton next to her lazily raised her eyelids, and then transformed her body into a small hill, blocking Su Hanjin and Zi Lingyun behind her. This kind of fight was completely ignored. Living with these two people is naturally extremely relaxing and cozy.

"Hey, the fighting of the cultivators during the Tribulation Period can't even hurt me a single hair." Taotie said contemptuously.

At this time, Zi Lingyun was extremely nervous. She didn't know how her master became like this, and even used them as sacrifices. Is he going to kill them all? Why is this happening? She was in a very heavy mood. She was very gluttonous and blocked the frightening sword spirit. Hearing its remarks, her heart was even more frightened and angry, so she said: "You don't have a single hair on your body, who hurts? Got your hair!"

"You bastard!"

Perhaps because of the bickering, Zi Lingyun's heart was still a little loose, and at this moment, she suddenly thought that when she was in the Zizhu Forest, the master had been extremely vicious to him, but in the end he still didn't kill her, but just scolded her. When he left, at that time, he still considered the friendship between master and apprentice. Why did the master become like this?

Zi Lingyun's eyes drenched, and then he took out the flute and began to play. The sound of the flute was light and melodious. It flew up into the sky like a cloud swallow, and hovered in the air for a long time like a goshawk.

Zi Lingyun was irritable at first, and it was the real person Zi Xiao who asked her to play the flute all day, and he taught her this piece. What happened to Master? Although Zi Lingyun has a reckless temper, she is not stupid. Why did she become like this? After a little thought, she got in touch with the two strange stones. Could it be that those two stones have the power to deceive people's hearts, sacrifices? altar? She had also personally experienced the Lost Forest Town Soul Stele incident, and naturally knew that it was because of that altar that the sect of ten thousand years ago disappeared.

Today, Master has also built such an altar. Master must have been bewitched by the stone and lost her mind, but she could not intervene in the fight between Master and the boss. Therefore, she could only play the flute. In the purple bamboo forest, Master did not kill her. Perhaps the sound of the flute can Wake him up...

With this thought, Zi Lingyun stood up, she even climbed onto the back of the gluttonous, the strong fight, the coercion raged, the fierce sword energy cut the sky and shattered everything around, but Zi Lingyun stood On top of Taotie's head, she remained motionless, even if she was injured by the sword gas, she did not stop playing the flute.

A look of struggle and hesitation appeared on the face of Real Zi Xiao.

There are no people in this world who have no desires or desires, but many people can control their desires. In fact, the real Zixiao can also successfully overcome the catastrophe in the head, die in Ziqingyun, and everyone on the spirit boat will fight against the devil. , Under the sword tomb, they were suppressed by other sects, and when they finally raised their eyebrows, their eagerness to win was also weakened. He knew that if he remained the same as before, his cultivation would only stagnate, and he also knew that In fact, he also has a very strong feeling for the Sky Profound Sword Sect. Otherwise, he would not be so angry when he was underestimated by other schools. He deeply remembered that when he saw Xuan Jin flying all the way up, he was the first to pass the Sword Tomb. At that time, how excited I was. How excited he was when he saw Zi Lingyun taking the fairy sword back, and how excited he was when Xuan Qing gave him the fairy sword he had cast.

Therefore, he can control his desires because he understands what he needs more among the various choices. It wasn't that the Sky Profound Sword Art and the Zixiao Sword Art were competing against each other, and it wasn't that they were going to be in charge. However, when he wanted to become stronger because of curiosity, because of the dilemma of the Profound Sky Sword Sect, and when he wanted to use the power contained in the mysterious stone, he was bewitched by the magic crystal and bewildered. heart.

He hugged him in his arms all day to study, and finally indulged in this. The little desire and unwillingness in his heart was infinitely expanded, causing him to lose his heart, set up an altar, kill his disciples, use blood as a guide, sacrifice with flesh and blood, and obtain the demon world. the power of.

He has forgotten his original intention. At that time, he just wanted to gain the power in the stones to be able to hold up half of the sky when disaster strikes.

At this moment, the sound of the flute was like a magic sound penetrating his brain, making him painful. It was still early to find out that he hadn't completely enchanted, and there was still some kindness in his heart, the kindness to the most beloved disciple.

Seeing the real Zixiao struggling, Su Hanjin immediately said, "He should be bewitched by the magic crystal, how can he get him back to normal."

"We can only rely on himself." Qiu Qianlin paused, his voice extremely calm, but he said every word: "We can't help him."

"Hmph, you can’t help it, it doesn’t mean I can’t." It’s the Jieyue Wheel. It doesn’t like the grievances and gluttons of Qianlin. Chou Qianlin is a little better, hiding in the body of the sacred beast Qinglong, and just Divine Soul, it doesn’t feel nauseous and filthy, but the gluttony is an active garbage dump for it. Therefore, it has rarely spoken recently, hiding in the white jade gourd and keeping it warm. Originally, it’s only when the Divine Soul wakes it up. It can leave to find its owner. The problem is that although it is a sacred object and can automatically find its owner, its owner is a void orc, a race that can’t stay idle. At this time, it can’t sense the position of the owner at all. , I don't know where it flew, only if it is too far away, it will not count on it, and can only wait for its owner to find it.

Now, since he hasn't left, it's okay to do a favor. It's not the character of crossing the river and breaking the bridge, and it's best to be able to slander those two monsters while helping.

"Let the girl continue to blow!" Ji Yuelun commanded, and after speaking, it stopped moving.

It is waiting for the opportunity.

Nowadays, the real person in Zixiao is controlled by the demon nature that arises from desire. The most direct manifestation lies in his eyes. Its ability to purify and exorcise evil is naturally possible, but it used to purify monsters. At this time It is not certain whether it can make people clear, but it found that when the flute became more and more urgent, the struggle of the real person Zixiao became more obvious, and the black energy in his eyes jumped like black flames, as if To burn his eyes, the tongue of fire burst out of his eye sockets.

Zi Lingyun thought of everything from childhood to adulthood, apprenticeship, study art, practice, and walk step by step, everything that the master had taught her, she thought of brother Qingyun, and thought of the little by little before, those scenes made her tears like rain. Down, big tears were clearly rolling down, but her face was extremely resolute. The flute was also her sword, and the sound of the flute was also her sword spirit. She kept playing, and even overdrawn her aura.

The Lingyun beast that had stayed on Zixiao Island also roared with the flute. The voice was so sorrowful and sad that people felt unbearable when they heard it. At this moment, Jiyuelun shot.

Two wisps of white light shot into Real Zixiao’s eyes, but when they approached their eye sockets, they turned into a little bit of light. Everyone saw Real Zixiao’s forehead burst with blue veins, and his expression became more and more ferocious. Only a moment later, his eyes suddenly became sharp. Closed tightly, his face that had always been blackened instantly turned pale, as if he had drained all the strength of his body, he fell from the air all at once.

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