As soon as these words came out, the sea was completely silent.
For the four brothers of the Fuyao faction, the black shadow that suddenly appeared was a little familiar, although except for Yan Zhengming who overheard a few words, no one else understood what happened to the person who was attached to the wooden sign last time. I ran here, but several people knew that this person must be closely related to the sect.
It's just that the last time he was in the Demon Valley, the number one devil in the world was very easy-going. Although he always fooled children, he didn't get angry when he was exposed in person, which showed that he had a good temper.
This time, he seemed to be a completely different person.
On the deck of the big ship, Yan Zhengming could feel the tyrannical anger surging from him, and the sea was turbulent.
That Jiang Peng's face changed suddenly, then jumped from the cloud, jumped straight down, and landed on the boat that pulled a group of sword repairers.
It was too late and it was too fast, only to see that the swordsmen had just returned, and the sword cultivators who came and went fully demonstrated what it means to be a "junjie", and they consciously jumped into the sea like dumplings. A burst of water splashed around, so spectacular.
The sea was like a mountain and rain was about to come, and the wind and waves were violent for a while, Yan Zhengming staggered under his feet, and almost lost his stability.
Fortunately, there is a reason why this boat is expensive. The hull is engraved with everyone's spells, and it can still be effectively resisted for a while, but when he was struggling to stabilize, Yan Zhengming's heart sank, Master and his boat disappeared!
"Tell the boatman to retreat the boat," Yan Zhengming quickly instructed the following Daotong, "I have a 'clairvoyant' in my luggage, bring it to me Cheng Qian, what the hell are you doing, get out of here Come down!"
It turned out that Yan Zhengming didn't pay attention, his third junior brother Cheng Qian had already climbed the mast and was looking around without fear of death.
Yan Zhengming rolled up his sleeves, stepped up with his long legs, raised his hand to hook Cheng Qian's waist, and carried him down personally.
Cheng Qian was searching for the real person Mu Chun wholeheartedly, but before he could find his eyes, he was suddenly caught with his feet off the ground like a chicken, and immediately struggled desperately: "What are you doing?"
Yan Zhengming held him in one hand and shouted into his ear, "I haven't asked you what you are doing!"
Cheng Qian: "I'm looking for Master!"
Yan Zhengming: "I think you are looking for death!"
Yan Zhengming made Cheng Qian angry, he caught a glimpse of Xueqing who had hurriedly found out, and hurriedly shouted at Xueqing: "That that you, what's your name? Come over here, give me a good look at this kid, don't let him "
The words behind "Don't let him" have no time to speak, and the hull of the big ship shook violently again, and the unknown Lord Beiming and Jiang Peng actually raised their hands without saying hello.
Shuilong groaned out of the water again, even if it was the unique big ship of the Swinging Sect, it couldn't help but lean to one side. Yan Zhengming had no time to hand Cheng Qian to Xueqing. Before he fell, he put his arms together and held Cheng Qian firmly. Protected in his arms, his back slammed heavily against the cabin on one side, and the charm on the entire hull made an almost crazy "hum" sound.
One is the Demon Cultivator who can put the Yuan like Tang Zhen into the Soul Eater Lamp, and the other is the Lord Beiming of the Sect of Ten Thousand Demons. The waves are like ants.
And Yan Zhengming was in a daze, and finally couldn't help roaring out his thoughts.
Yan Zhengming: "I said long ago that I shouldn't go out!"
Cheng Qian raised his head with difficulty and complained, "You're stuck in my ribs."
Yan Zhengming climbed up with his hands and feet on the ground, and went back and stuffed Cheng Qian into the cabin: "That's because you are too short, my arms can only reach your ribs!"
All the protective spells on the big ship are fully activated, and they seem to be a group of precarious but strong wind lights in the wind and rain. After this battle, I am afraid that Master Yan will no longer be able to correct Young Master Yan's theory that "cheap is not good, and good is not cheap". .
At this moment, Yan Zhengming took a breath, and only then had time to glance at the battle situation.
With his eyesight, of course he couldn't see anything clearly, but he couldn't help remembering that he heard a few words from Boss Wen. Listening to what he meant, Lord Beiming should be a senior of his own sect. Although this senior fell into the devil's way, his heart was towards the sect, and he even put his soul in the valley last time.
Thinking of that episode, Yan Zhengming was suddenly a little worried. There are three souls less than one soul, so the shadow in front of them is probably just an incomplete Yuan at this time, and Ghost Dao happens to be the Yuan nemesis. It's not easy to mess with, even if Lord Beiming comes in person, will it suffer
But the next moment, he felt that he was worrying about eating radishes and eating radishes. The two demons were fighting. Who cares who suffers? Yan Zhengming straightened his expression and was about to turn back and give Cheng Qian a lesson, but this time, Yan Zhengming I was shocked to find that Cheng Qian had already disappeared after only walking for a moment!
Also missing are puddles.
Yan Zhengming didn't take a breath at that time, and he was full of fear in his stomach. He hurriedly searched around, lest the two little cubs be captured by the ghost of the magic cultivator, or fall into the water in the chaos.
"Master, Uncle Third, they are there!"
Yan Zhengming stumbled over and followed the boy's fingers to see that Cheng Qian and Shuikeng had unknowingly run to Master's little broken boat.
The wings on the back of the junior sister's puddle haven't had time to put away, and you don't need to think about how the two of them got down. Yan Zhengming can't figure out how Cheng Qian communicated with her.
At this moment, the two demons are facing each other in the air. In such a chilling situation, Yan Zhengming is really inconvenient to shout at people by the side of the boat. He can only stare at Cheng Qian in the distance and see the little brat on all sides. The leaking boat waved to himself indifferently, Yan Zhengming couldn't help but have a stomachache.
He found that his "quiet" junior brother always had an arrogant arrogance that put his life and death aside. No matter whether the sky collapsed or the ground collapsed, there were only a few people in his eyes. Even if two big devils stabbed the sky into a hole, he would still You can just care about looking for the master without taking it seriously.
Real Master Mu Chun was so frightened by the two apprentices that suddenly flew over that his internal organs turned somersaults. He quickly pointed and shot out a burst of infuriating energy, knocking Shuideng and Cheng Qian down, and raised his hand to catch it.
Before he could get angry, Cheng Qian had already pulled his sleeve, and the first sentence was: "Master, are you alright!"
The puddle echoed: "Ah!"
Real Mu Chun's eyelids twitched. On the one hand, his hands were itchy. He wished he could beat the two little cubs alone. On the other hand, he felt sour and soft when asked about Cheng Qian's words, but he was not willing to hit him. .
At this time, there was a scream in the air, and I saw Jiang Peng's body was almost transparent, and there seemed to be a cold flame in his chest, and the black energy like ink surged up and down on his face, and even Bai Yanren couldn't see it.
Reality Mu Chun was stunned and murmured, "Is he completely crazy with his body as a lamp?"
Then, the expression of Mu Chun changed, and he slammed the wooden sword in his hand into the deck of the boat. The wooden sword in his hand seemed to be a sharp weapon that cut iron like mud, and penetrated into the wooden board effortlessly. , At the same time, the sea water on both sides suddenly formed a circle of water film, which surrounded the master and the apprentice.
The next moment, an indescribable scream suddenly erupted, and even the water film held up by the real person Mu Chun was difficult to block, and the grievances of ten thousand ghosts were screaming straight into the sky. Cover, cover the sky and the sun, and that Beimingjun is like a bird flying in the sky, and it is not worth mentioning as if the waves go away.
The more rampant the ghosts in the sky, the thinner Bei Mingjun appears, and the blue sea under his feet is full of tides. He seems to have become the most unruly thorn in the world.
Cheng Qian looked at the back, and in an instant there was a sentence of blessings to the soul - although there are thousands of people, I will go.
The great demon who can refine Yuan and the despicable ugly Taoist nun, the ten thousand zhang water dragon and the three-footed wooden sword, Jiuxiao Jinglei and the remnant soul of Beimingjun
Tang Wanqiu's bright sword light, the sawdust left on Master's fingertips, and the lonely back of Beiming Jun, who was on one side, all flashed past Cheng Qian's eyes. There was a sudden pain all over the body.
Zhenren Mu Chun was taken aback and caught Cheng Qian who suddenly fell down. He did not expect that he would enter meditation for the first time under such circumstances. Dangerous way.
But the situation is not very safe at the moment. Every year, the city of Xian is located on the island of the East China Sea. This sea area is full of immortal mountains, which is a magical place. The excessive aura will be sucked in by Cheng Qian, just like injecting one into a small river ditch. The sea water of the ocean, his delicate meridians had to be washed away.
The puddle was so frightened that he lost his voice and stared blankly at the third senior brother who suddenly curled up in pain.
In the air, Jiang Peng could no longer be seen. He turned into a huge soul-devouring lamp. Many ghosts were like willows fluttering in the air. The ominous firelight was instantly swept in by the ominous firelight. Exhausted, but before anyone could see his true face, he suddenly rushed upstream and rushed towards the Soul Eater Lamp.
In this flutter like a firefly chasing a fire, the puddle was suddenly rolled up by something, and it floated up automatically without wind.
While watching Cheng Qian, Master Mu Chun hurriedly hooked on the clothes of the puddle.
He just saw that the little fat girl had a belt on her body that she didn't know when to put it on. She didn't even have a waist. What kind of belt do you want? The real Mu Chun reached out and grabbed the fancy colored silk and pulled it down.
With a flick of his wrist, Mu Chun shook out a wooden talisman from the colorful silk, which was exactly the "tracking talisman" that Cheng Qian pointed to Yan Zhengming's engraving.
Cheng Qianshen was a beginner, and he didn't know anything about the big and small taboos and doorways in the spells, and Yan Zhengming was a two-knife. tracker
Master Mu Chun glanced at it, but he couldn't immediately see what this thing was.
It doesn't matter if the four are not different, at most one piece of wood is wasted, but the worst thing is that this spell with unknown effect seems to be touched at this time!
Just when Beimingjun and Soul Eater met on a narrow road, the extremely bright and extremely dim collided in mid-air, the wooden bar engraved with an unknown spell suddenly burst into a strong light, rising from the spark, and spreading rapidly and unstoppably. , flew straight up into the air, collided with the first thunderbolt that fell, blinded all eyes for a time, and the world went blank.
I don't know how long it took before Bai Guang dispersed, Bei Mingjun and Jiang Peng disappeared, and Mu Chunzhen and his two younger disciples also disappeared, leaving only a pile of colorful silk shattered into rags.
Cheng Qian didn't know how long he endured the severe pain like a thousand knives. Just when he felt that he was about to die, his whole body suddenly lightened, and vaguely, he seemed to hear a cry, is that a little junior sister
Then, he heard someone whisper, "Shh—don't make a noise."
The cry of the puddle gradually subsided, and everything around him gradually drifted away. At first, he could not feel his limbs, and then he could not feel himself. It seemed that he had sunk into some unknown place. merged into one.
I don't know how long it took for Cheng Qian to wake up. For a while, he felt an unprecedented physical and mental relaxation. The fatigue and dark injuries of the past few days were all gone.
He let out a breath slowly, but when he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a place he didn't recognize.
It seemed to be a valley, and in the valley there was a tree of unbelievable size, the roots of which were raised up to the ground as high as a house, and under the tree lay a long-aged corpse.
Next to the corpse is his little junior sister puddle, and a strange man.
Cheng Qian was taken aback and propped himself up with one hand: "Your predecessor, who are you?"
He knew this person, it was the person in the half-portrait he had seen on the second floor of the Jinglou, and there was a slender weasel at the foot of this person, lying quietly on the ground, not knowing whether it was dead is alive.
Shuideng also looked at this "stranger" curiously. The human half didn't know the person in front of her, while the demon half felt that he was very familiar.
The "stranger" turned to Cheng Qian, smiled and said, "When you close your eyes and then open them again, don't you even recognize your master?"
Cheng Qian's legs were numb. Hearing the stranger's familiar voice, he immediately sat back and said, "Master?"
How could his master with long waist and short legs become such a dog-like figure!
The word "Master" has been taught countless times, and the puddle can be understood. She gave a surprised "Yeah", tilted her head, as if she had a slight eyebrow, and made a thoughtful expression. Appearance, flowing a string of sparkling haram.
The man in the long coat and wide sleeves sighed when he saw this, the old mother wiped her saliva carefully, and complained rhetorically, "I don't dislike you, your master, little dirty girl, if you replace your senior brother. , sooner or later I'll have to cook you in a pot."
This familiar tune immediately brought back the intimacy of the puddle. She quickly forgot what the master looked like before he changed his face, and happily "ah woo", she smeared the man's clean front with her face full of tears. .
At this moment, Cheng Qian felt that he couldn't find the north. He felt like a dream, so he could only ask the most urgent question: "Master, where is this place? How did you become like this?"
Master Mu Chun took out the small piece of wood that had been broken in two, threw it on Cheng Qian, and said angrily, "How dare you ask me? What did you guys engrave?"
Cheng Qian recognized the achievements of the three of them at a glance, and said indifferently, "This is a tracking symbol."
Master Mu Chun sighed: "You are half-hearted and dare to use a spell that you haven't seen before, you are too bold to drink. Talisman, it's useless to come, I didn't expect to be forcibly stimulated by the soul-devouring lamp and the Yuan of the Sect of Ten Thousand Demons, and now it follows the Yuan of Beimingjun and chases the burial place of Beimingjun."
Cheng Qian's gaze involuntarily fell on the skeleton on the big tree.
That bone belongs to Lord Beiming
No, Lord Beiming is dead
Cheng Qian's thoughts turned sharply, and he asked tentatively, "Master, do you know him?"
The real Mu Chun showed a wry smile: "Thanks to you guys, I also recognized it."
As he said that, he took out another copper coin from his cuff and said, "Brother Wen Ya gave me three copper coins back then, but now there is only one left."
His fingertips were dazzlingly white against the rusted copper coins, and Cheng Qian found that he was still used to his wretched image of a goatee. The sense of distance from approaching, as if going back to the portrait in the next moment.
The real person Mu Chun flicked his fingertips on the copper coin, only to hear a "ding" sound, a cloud of mist emerged from the copper coin, and he fell into the same place as the Beiming Lord just now.
Reality Mu Chun looked at the other party for a moment, and then hugged the puddle and knelt down slowly, saying, "Master."
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