Yelu Zhigu punched Jiumokong nearly a hundred punches at one time. For some reason, the attack power of the soul's soul was reduced by a large margin, otherwise he would definitely be able to kill Jiumokong.

"Don't...don't fight"

Jiumokong struggled to spit out a few words.

Being beaten like this and being able to speak shows how terrifying his strength is.

The answer to him was thousands of fists, and the immortal golden body could no longer cover him. The bones in Jiumokong's body were broken, and blood was everywhere on the monk's robe, looking extremely miserable.

"Fight...beat you"

Jiumokong had no idea where the power came from, so he slowly raised his hand and slapped Yelu Zhigu's cold face softly.

I don’t know if I couldn’t stand it anymore or ended my confrontation with the soul treasure tree in Yelu Zhigu’s body, the relics suddenly released a golden light, and the broken Jiumokong tear open the space and disappeared.

Yelu Zhiguli, who had lost the target of attack, was stunned for a while, turned around, and returned to the rattan chair step by step, swaying at a regular rhythm, and strands of decaying breath floated out from her body, which was no different from what it was just now.

On the ground, the blood left by Jiumokong was absorbed by the spirit gathering array, leaving only a piece of footprints.

I don’t know how long it took, but the light flashed in the sky and fell into the yard the next second.

Cao Yi returned with the injured Jiu Jianxian. Seeing the messy footprints in the yard, he wondered, "What happened?"

Yelu Zhigu, who was lying on the rattan chair, just shook his body gently without any response.

"Are you Yelu Zhigu or the Soul Treasure Tree?"

Cao Yi was a little confused about Yelu Zhigu's current state.

Yelu Zhigu still did not respond.

At this time, a light green light came from a distance, as fast as lightning, landing on the wall, turning into a petite figure, either someone else, or King Shen.

It said nothing, and directly sent a divine thought.

The next second, Cao Yi saw the scene of Jiumokong being raped by Yelu Zhigu.

Jiumokong, who was equal to his own match, was actually vulnerable to Yelu Zhigu.

Cao Yi's eyes were full of surprise when he saw Yelu Zhigu's eyes.

"What's going on?"

The wine sword fairy beside him asked.

Cao Yi transferred his divine thoughts to him.

Then, the Jiujianxian was stunned.

This inconspicuous corpse monster almost killed Jiumokong.

If it weren't for the fact that the divine thoughts could not be false, he would never believe that it was true.

Cao Yi walked to Yelu Zhigu and kept saying that Yelu Zhigu did not respond to him just now, which made him a little worried.

After standing for a while, Yelu Zhigu could not react. Cao Yi felt relieved and poked out a finger to look at Yelu Zhigu's eyebrows.

During the process, Yelu Zhigu still did not respond. Cao Yi's fingers fell smoothly between Yelu Zhigu's eyebrows, and a cold feeling came from his fingertips, which was not much different from before.

In Yelu Zhigu's sea of ​​consciousness, the soul treasure tree has taken root and sprouted, and its roots extend into Yelu Zhigu's body. It seems that together, the soul power released is very pure and not powerful at all, making it hard to believe that Yelu Zhigu easily beat Jiumokong.

Suddenly, a pair of charming purple eyes caught Cao Yi's eyes.

After looking at each other for a while, Cao Yi slowly withdrew his hand.

Yelu Zhigu's eyes closed and his body shook slightly.

"This little tree in the sea of ​​consciousness of the corpse demon is not simple!"

The wine sword fairy beside her sighed.

"Get in"

Cao Yi led the Jiujianxian into the temple and began a new round of healing.

Time passed quickly.

Suddenly, a paper crane bathed in the light green light flew in from the window and hovered in the air.

Cao Yi opened his eyes.

When he approached Wuli, he sensed this thing and ignored it. Unexpectedly, the thing flew directly to the front.

"Look for mine"

Jiu Jianxian opened his eyes, raised his hand and sucked it, and the paper crane fell into his hand.

Turned into a voice, "Junior brother, next month's Taoist practice meeting, you must come back, it's related to the demons."

Jiu Jianxian did not react when he heard the first half of the words. When he heard the second half of the words, his pupils shrank.

"Demons?"

Cao Yi remembered the setting and plot of the game "Xianjian 2".

The demon clan comes from the demon world. The leader is called Demon Lord (not Chonglou). The Demon Lord is trapped by the Tiangang Sword Formation of the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect.

Kong Lin, the devil's flag-holder, tried to rescue him, but was captured by the Sword Saint into the Demon Locking Tower.

The Demon Locking Tower collapsed at the end of the Immortal Sword, and a large number of demons escaped, and Kong Lin was one of them.

Later, Kong Lin planned to succeed in becoming the head of Shushan.

The second immortal sword is basically a struggle between the demon clan represented by Kong Lin and the human power represented by Wang Xiaohu and Li Xiaoyao's daughter. When a demon monk, Zen Master Qianye, came out in front of him, this is a later story.

"It's about the demons, I have to go back."

The wine sword fairy spoke.

“What is the Taoist Conference?”

Compared to the demon clan, Cao Yi is more interested in the Taoist practice conference.

Jiu Jianxian looked at Cao Yi with a madman look and said, "Don't you know the Taoist practice meeting?"

Cao Yi just nodded and did not explain much.

"The Taoist ceremony is a grand event of monks, held every thirty years. At first, it was to resist the demons, but later, the demons were suppressed in large numbers, which was no different from ordinary gatherings."

Explained by the Immortal of the Wine Sword.

"I see"

Cao Yi nodded.

...

Fairy Island, Lingyue Palace.

Mrs. Jiang lies on a big bed and breathes evenly.

Zhao Ling'er and Li Xiaoyao who were serving the side were all relaxed.

Grandma woke up not long ago and was no longer injuring.

"Ling'er, I want to"

Li Xiaoyao wanted to speak but stopped.

"What do you think?"

Zhao Linger showed curiosity on her beautiful face.

Li Xiaoyao shook for a while and lowered his voice and said, "I want to have that with you."

Zhao Ling'er didn't react, "Which one?"

Li Xiaoyao gestured a few times.

Zhao Linger's face turned red, like a piece of red cloth.

A moment later, in Zhao Linger's boudoir.

Xiao Li Xiaoyao entered a canyon with dense trees and gurgling water, and the sound of water churning waves kept coming from his ears. Xiao Li Xiaoyao went forward, and the waves became bigger and bigger, and had to retreat. After repeated repeated many times, he continued to move forward, but was blocked by two dangerous peaks. Li Xiaoyao climbed up directly...

Half an hour later, Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Ling'er went to the pool to take a bath.

Half an hour later, Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Ling'er came out of the pool and were about to arrive at the Shuiyue Palace. They saw a monk sitting cross-legged on the ground with a glowing stone on his head.

"A monk?"

Li Xiaoyao subconsciously protected Zhao Ling'er behind him.

The monk sitting on the ground, or Jiumokong, opened his eyes and showed a gentle and compassionate smile on his face. "The little monk Jiumokong, from India, was attacked by a villain and fled to this island. Don't blame him for his own risk."

After experiencing three moon worshipers, Li Xiaoyao was very alert to strangers.

"No matter who you are, leave immediately."

After saying that, he directly used the sword-controlling technique.

With a roar, a three-foot green streak flew out from the Shuiyue Palace, crossing between the two sides.

"Sword Control"
Chapter completed!