Cui Wang raised his sword and broke into Qiansha's domain.
Thousands of ghosts mourned together, the whimpering sound kept ringing in his ears, the old ancestor yelled "You're dead, you're dead and you're exposing your strength", but he only saw the crimson figure.
She raised her head, a red mark on her thin white neck was particularly eye-catching, baring her teeth and claws like a centipede.
A small mouth was opened, as if to say something, but only a sob was heard.
Cui Wang's throat moved.
"Yo? Lovers cry a thousand lines when they meet each other?! Would you like me to make room for you to cry?"
Qi Sha pestle came in front of Zheng Wan.
The three of them are all in his Ten Thousand Ghost Domain, which is his home field right now.
Zheng Wan didn't move, she looked at Cui Wang, his white robe was stained, Hong Yu Liu lightsaber seemed to have been severely injured, the light of the sword looked duller than the previous feather white.
She looked at Cui Wang, but he turned his eyes away from her, and instead looked at Qisha:
"You hurt her."
The Hongyu Flowing Light Sword sensed the master's intentions, and the light of the sword soared suddenly, piercing Qi Sha's neck all at once—
Seven kills raised his hand and was wiped out.
"Damn it, last time I saw him, this handsome guy is still in the Wonderful Law Realm, right? Now he is in the Phaseless Realm, and Ding Xiaozile has never seen him grow so fast! Little Wang Wang, let's quickly rob the young lady and leave. "
"I can't go away." Unexpectedly, Qisha seemed to have heard the old ancestor's shout, and bent his eyes, "Ben Lei Xianjun, has been famous for a long time."
Zheng Wan was taken aback for a moment, this Immortal Benlei...
Isn't it the founder of the Guixu Sect
... who is there
When his eyes fell on Cui Wang, he vaguely remembered that there was indeed an old grandfather living in his sea of souls in the dream.
"Ben Lei Xianjun? Who is it..."
The old ancestor was floating in the sea of souls, his head was resting on his hands, and his legs were raised.
"It seems to be talking about you, old ancestor."
"... Oh? That's not me, not me." The ancestor said smoothly, "I'm not the unlucky guy who was struck to death by lightning."
Qisha's smile deepened:
"The rumored Immortal Ben Lei is unsmiling, it really is better to see once than to hear a hundred things."
He seemed to be sure of the other party's identity, no longer entangled, and turned to Cui Wang: "Fight?"
"Hit." Cui Wang looked at Zheng Wan, "However, you let her go first."
"Her?" Qi Sha shook his head, "No, I can't let it go."
"Then there is only war."
Cui Wang raised his sword and slashed, but Qi Sha raised his hand to shoot Zheng Wan, leading her back quickly, and the two quickly hid in the darkness.
The boundless black mist spread, and the unjustly dead souls attacked the sword-bearer one after another.
Repeatedly, endlessly.
Zheng Wan looked at it without blinking, Cui Wang was Lei Yuangen, and with his excellent swordsmanship, the black fog couldn't get close to him for a while.
Seven kills approached Zheng Wan's ear:
"Cui hoped that he would be wary of throwing a mouse, and didn't dare to use his sword with all his strength, for fear of accidentally hurting you. Guess... In the end, he found me first, or did I exhaust him first?"
"... Oh, I forgot, beauty, your throat is broken, you can't speak anymore, tsk tsk."
Zheng Wan curled her lips and ignored his provocative words.
"I just like the way you smile, the spring flowers are blooming, and the room is full of splendor."
Qi Sha spoke teasing words, but his hands moved very well. He gently pushed her to the ground, and flew out when the ghost fog completely covered her whereabouts.
"Li Wei, I'm here to meet you for a while."
He laughed.
Zheng Wan's soul consciousness was covered by the dark ghost fog, and she couldn't see the battle outside at all. She only heard the sound of swords and ghost cries, and the waves of air turned up. Even if she was far away, Can still feel it.
"Boom—"
A ray of white light suddenly broke, and the ghost fog briefly dissipated.
She saw the white-robed sword cultivator stepping in the air, his expression was neither wave nor joy, only the blood dripping down from the sword body.
Hongyu Liuguangjian dimmed again.
On the other side, Qi Sha leaned on a magic weapon shaped like a crescent moon, clutched his chest and coughed up blood, but he didn't care:
"One more fight."
"Do not hit."
The air rippling, Zheng Wan only felt that her waist was hot, and she was already being embraced. She looked up in astonishment, only to see that Cui Wang, who was still confronting Seven Kill just now, had come close.
And Cui Wang over there...
Seven kills and one sickle chopped off peach branches flying all over the sky.
"Man, I have robbed you."
Cui Wang lowered his gaze to Zheng Wan, and his eyes froze on her neck before moving away:
"I'm sorry."
He pointed with his right hand, and the Hongyu Liuguang Sword, which had been dim just now, suddenly shone brightly, and when it fell into the sky—
An extremely clear, extremely sharp, and extremely thin smear of light broke through the dark ghost fog with a destructive force, and exploded.
"boom-"
Seven kills were pushed out by the burst of air waves.
He smiled instead:
"As expected of that person's favorite seed, what a pity, what a pity... She is also the one who makes wedding dresses for others..."
Zheng Wan closed her eyes and didn't listen, but the piercing laughter kept pouring into her ears. At this moment, someone blocked one ear.
"Don't listen."
Cui Wang pressed her head into his arms, "Let's go."
He took her and stepped out through the gap that had just been cut.
Only the laughter from behind kept coming:
"I never thought that the upright Daoist Li Wei would actually be able to play tricks. Peach branch puppets, shapeshifting... For your lover, you have worked so hard, so hard."
"It's a pity... Beauty Township is a tomb of heroes, without exception..."
Zheng Wan was held in Cui Wang's arms, and when she looked up, she could only see Cui Wang's tight jawline.
He hugged her and dropped to the altar without saying a word, neither looking at her nor speaking to her.
Zheng Wan knew that he was angry.
Annoyed that she sneaked here.
"Li Wei, you are finally here! Come and help!"
Taoist Tianhe raised his head and saw his apprentice appearing, his frown loosened.
In this short quarter of an hour, casualties have already begun to appear in the Zhengmeng.
These cultivators of the evil alliance didn't know what was going on, they were brave and fearless, like annoying cockroaches, rushed towards them one by one, not asking to hurt them, regardless of the cost, and desperately dragging them into the nearby golden in the liquid.
I don't know what that thing is, even if it is a monk of the Wonderful Law Realm, there is nothing to do if it falls in. Just now a fellow Taoist from the Beast Control Sect fell in, and a fellow Taoist from the Danxin Gate went to pull it, and both of them lost money.
This time, the monks of the Righteous League fought even more restrained, which actually boosted the morale of the monks of the Evil League.
Zheng Wan looked at the golden liquid in the groove, and faintly felt that it seemed to be overflowing again——
She had a vague feeling that something terrible would happen when the golden liquid filled the groove.
"Human sacrifice—it's still an extraordinary human sacrifice."
Cui Wang saw something wrong at a glance, the monks in black intended to force people into the groove, even they willingly used themselves as sacrifices, and there was even a kind of holy light on their faces.
Tianhe smiled wryly:
"Master Chengxin, is it the same for those people who have been saved by your Buddhist practice?"
"Amitabha, little friend Tianhe, what you said is wrong. Our Buddhist sect talks about benevolence and love for the world, sweeping the floor without harming the lives of ants, not using human life as a tool."
"That fellow Taoist of Tianzun, you can tell, what kind of thing is this? But a formation?"
A total of two people came to the Tianzun Gate, one turned into this golden liquid, and the other frowning, and stood by, "I have never heard of it, I have never seen it before."
Zheng Wan took the opportunity to observe the expressions of those Zhengmeng Daxiu.
However, these overhauls are the essence of a thousand-year-old fox, and her face is watertight. She can't tell at all, who might be the one who was planted as a puppet.
Just as he was thinking about telling Cui Wang to be careful, the biting lip was broken away.
"... here."
Cui Wang caressed her throat, stretched out his hand, and pulled out a white jade bottle from the storage ring, uncorked the bottle and poured it down, Zheng Wan had something in his mouth.
The thing melted in the mouth and flowed into the abdomen, causing a sense of warmth.
She opened her mouth:
"Cui hope you-"
The voice was still hoarse, but it was no longer the breathy sound of "hissing".
"Wait here."
Cui Wang's fingertips moved slightly, and he actually drew a sword's edge out of thin air with one hand. With a few strokes of the sword's edge, he set up a five-element formation around Zheng Wan, surrounding even the altar.
He raised his foot to leave, but Zheng Wan quickly grabbed him:
"how?"
Zheng Wan raised her hand to set up the soundproof cover:
"Cui Wang, there are still puppet people in the Zhengmeng. They should be big monks. You must be careful... Also, don't get close to the sarcophagus. Ziwei Xingjun is still alive, and he intends to borrow your luck. Seven kills and evil cultivators It is also under his control... This big formation is weird, don't get close to that golden thing... "
Her confusing statement was miraculously understood.
Cui Wang's tense voice relaxed a bit:
"Are you having another nightmare?"
"… kindness."
Cui Wang took a deep look at her, and with a volley, he stepped into the middle of the hall.
Tianhe looked up:
"Hey, Tuer, how can you fly?"
The person from Tianzun Gate was taken aback when he saw it, and then became envious and admired:
"Although there is a ban on space here, if the essence of the five elements is clear and you can see the source of the rules, you will not be restricted by the rules..."
"What do you mean by nagging?"
Tianhe didn't understand.
"It's your apprentice, I'm afraid he can see the meaning of the five elements! It's amazing, it's really amazing! If you can go back this time, Ascension is in sight..."
Daoist Jingsu looked back with difficulty, at this very moment, he was accidentally dragged into the groove by two figures, one on the left and one on the right—
It was too late to say it, but it was so fast, a white sword suddenly bent, wrapped around his waist, and lifted it up.
Daoist Jingsu took advantage of the situation and sank, and the relay stood firm:
"Thank you, Daoist Li Wei!"
He cupped his hands.
With Cui Wang joining, the evil cultivators almost retreated steadily, losing a dozen people, but they didn't even touch the corners of their clothes. Seeing that there was nothing to do, they all looked at each other and roared:
"For Xingjun!"
"For Xingjun!"
Qi Qi rushed into the gold liquid.
Cui Wang couldn't catch up, so he only surrounded three, and together with other people, he took two. The rest of the evil cultivators disappeared into the groove like bubbles without hesitation.
The golden liquid overflowed another layer, almost full.
The audience was shocked by this heroic, sacrificial-like scene.
At this time, Seven Kills stepped down from behind the sarcophagus.
Cui Wang looked at him:
"You want to vote too?"
"If I cast it, the gold liquid will be full."
Qi Sha squatted down nonchalantly, he even stretched out his hand to pick up the golden liquid, and the bone-melting golden liquid passed through his palm like this, "Everyone, if I splash this thing on you with my hands —”
He gestured and shook his hand.
The rest of the people looked at him as if facing a big enemy, Qi Sha shrugged: "You Zhengmeng, after ten thousand years, are still the same boring, you can't take a joke."
"You, you, you were the one back then—" Taoist Jing Su suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Immortal Qiu Li?"
Those who are called immortals can only return to the virtual realm.
The entire Zhengmeng, now the only one that has returned to the virtual future, is still closed to death.
"Immortal Qiu Li? The evil alliance immortal who slaughtered the six cities ten thousand years ago? He is not dead?"
Daoist Tianhe is younger and doesn't know how powerful this person is, "Then his bone age..."
"You don't know that the cunning rabbit has three caves? What's more, as long as there is a clone outside, the puppet soul can move the soul thousands of miles away..."
Seeing the frenzied eyes of someone who heard this, Qi Sha grinned, "Oh, I lied to you."
Cui Wang's attention was not on the seven kills who were talking nonsense at this time. This person is both good and evil, he seems to be their enemy, but what he actually does is unpredictable.
He put his soul consciousness on those big monks of Zhengmeng.
"Do you believe your wife's words?"
asked the old ancestor.
"letter."
The dome above the head sees a trace of sunlight, Cui Wang's heart shudders, and he sees Shu Yudaojun suddenly throwing a book, and the book suddenly enlarges, covering the light above his head—
not good!
He wants to hurt people.
He shot out a sword intent with his callous fingers to attack Shu Yudaojun, but unexpectedly, the sword intent was broken in the middle.
Shu Yu didn't hurt anyone, but...
Put yourself into the gold liquid.
Like boiling water boiling oil,
"Puff puff-"
The liquid gold began to bubble up.
No one can stop a cultivator in the Wonderful Law Realm from begging for death.
The dome above the head began to open, and countless blood mist poured down from top to bottom like a river. After a while, the entire hall was filled.
Seven kills helplessly spread his hands:
"Look, it's not that I don't help you, it's your own people who hurt you. Slap, traitor, die—"
"Shameless!"
She often scolds him.
Qisha picked out his ears:
"This blood mist is just like this gold liquid. It melts when it touches the bones, and it will make people crazy when inhaled. Don't be lucky. Except for returning to the void, one of you counts as one, and you are dead."
"Now, it's time to make a choice," he pointed at Cui Wang with a smile, "If he dies, you live; or, if he dies, you also die—"
"—Choose one, which one do you choose?"