The rain is getting heavier.

The drizzling raindrops fell to the ground, splashing water. The sound became continuous and crisp, and the "crackling" sounded like a piece.

Because of Yu Yangzi's words, the three of them fell into strange tranquility.

The atmosphere in the field became even more dull than the heavy rainy weather for a while, making people feel panicked.

I don’t know how long the depressing atmosphere has lasted.

Suddenly, a crisp sneer came out of Biyao's mouth, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. Biyao's eyes were clear, his mouth was joking and smiling, and he said lightly to everyone's eyes: "Uncle Master's cultivation is unfathomable, and he is also an elder of the Holy Sect. If he joins the Ghost King Sect, he should welcome him with a high position! - Unfortunately, I am used to being free, and I don't want multiple people above me to give orders!"

Qin Wuyan's eyes suddenly appeared and his face sank.

Jin Ping'er's eyes were gentle, her hands were stroking her hands, and she laughed: "Uncle Yuyang is really amazing. Even if he reaches such a situation, he can still provoke him with just one word, and almost made us fall into a trap! The little woman really admires her, admires her!"

Although Jin Ping'er was smiling, her eyes were full of coldness.

Qin Wuyan also said, "Uncle Master forgives his crime, let me give you my uncle a ride!"

Yu Yangzi was also a decisive person. When he saw that this plan failed, he immediately sacrificed his magic weapon to attack him and shouted loudly: "Arrogant! Then I will understand the masterpiece of the 'Three Masters of the Holy Sect'!"

In an instant, lights intertwined in the rain curtain, and the four of them fought fiercely!

The rising magic power made the heavy rain fall in the night stagnate, shaking into fog.

The heavy rain poured down, as if we were weeping for the curtain call of this school.

After a long time, the heavy rain gradually stopped and returned to its previous drizzle.

Yu Yangzi's eyes were wide open and he half-kneeled on the ground. There were several conspicuous cracks on the "yin and yang mirror" and fell to him like a huge loss of inspiration.

The "Phoenix Feather Hairpin" pierced his heart, the "Purple Blade" cut open his throat, and the wounds were covered with black poisonous blood.

It doesn't matter who he died at the hands of.

What's important is that Yu Yangzi is undoubtedly dead.

The final madness of the demon giant was not so easy to deal with. Whether Qin Wuyan or Bi Yao, it was a lot of money to fight just now.

"Two!"

Qin Wuyan suddenly said loudly, "Yu Yangzi and Changshengtang, who were sowed behind the scenes, are now killed by our joint efforts. I think the conflict between us should be terminated. After all, we are both under the Holy Sect, and the most favorable people are the ones who are fighting for the most! - What do you think?"

Qin Wuyan asked about the "two", but his eyes pointed directly at Bi Yao and left.

Bi Yao smiled "hehe" and was so arrogant that she didn't even look at him. She just put away her magic weapon, put her hands in her sleeves, and said to Jin Ping'er: "Sister Jin, we have a lot of things in our family. Today, we will no longer bother and say goodbye first."

Jin Ping'er's eyes looked at Qin Wuyan and Biyao for a while, and smiled sweetly: "Okay, sister Biyao, come to Wanhua Valley for a while when you have time!"

Bi Yao nodded gently, waved her sleeves and strided away.

There was a wave of bans in the dark forest. Then, the disciples of the "Qiongyu Pavilion" of the Ghost King Sect, who had been famous in the Holy Sect in recent years, quickly withdrew.

Qin Wuyan was furious, but he could not spread his anger on Jin Ping'er beside him, so he suppressed his anger and said to Jin Ping'er with a cold look: "Fairy Jin, you should have seen it? The Ghost King Sect is a wolf, and he ignores the friendship of the Holy Sect's fellow disciples! If we don't join forces to suppress his arrogance, we are afraid that there will be no peace in the future!"

Jin Ping'er's eyes were faint and she looked at Qin Wuyan with a deep meaning.

Qin Wuyan raised his eyebrows slightly and said in confusion: "Does Fairy Jin still have doubts? Fairy, please rest assured that the origin of my Wanpo Sect puts the overall situation first--"

"Hahaha" Jin Ping'er's rare expression was cold, "Young Master Qin, I know you are very smart. You have been in charge of Wandu Sect for just a few years and have suppressed all the opponents - but you are smart, don't treat the little girl as a fool. You Wandu Sect is going to compete with the Ghost King Sect for the status of the Holy Sect as the leader of the Holy Sect, but do you want my Hehuan Sect to shed blood and sacrifice for you?"

Qin Wuyan frowned: "The fairy misunderstood-"

Jin Ping'er smiled and waved her hand, turned around and walked, saying, "What's the truth? I don't care. As long as you don't involve the Hehuan Sect, we are a small family in the Hehuan Sect, but we can't stand the toss and things! Please forgive the rude girl and take a step first."

The goose yellow figure moved, and then it rose and fell lightly and disappeared into the darkness.

Qin Wuyan was left immediately, facing the corpse of Yu Yangzi with wide eyes, his face changed.

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call--

Spit out a long breath, and Feng Yi slowly opened his eyes.

He soon found that he had woken up from a bed, but looking around, the simple environment did not look like an inn, but a farmer's resident. He sat up, silently used the mysterious skills, and regenerated his true energy and wandered through the meridians for a while, breathing a sigh of relief.

Although the meridians still have some hot and spicy pain, fortunately, it does not hurt the root cause.

Recalling the situation where he used the "Thunder Lightning Escape Dragon Technique" to use his joint efforts, Feng Yi was excited and felt that it was worthwhile to be able to exchange these injuries for personal understanding of higher-level Taoism!

There is a saying that it is better to see than to hear a hundred times. But Feng Yi thinks that "it is better to try than to see a hundred times"!

After truly experiencing the power of magical powers, the fog of all the doubts shrouded in the subsequent magical tricks was solved. He now has the confidence to completely master such magical powers within a few years, making it truly a master's trump card!

With this "Tongxuan" thunder secret technique, coupled with the "Seven Tribulation Dragon-Slaying Art" and "Sky Sword Art" of this vein, Feng Yi finally had some confidence to face future dangers.

"First senior brother!"

As soon as he stepped out of the room, he met a senior brother of his own meridian who was waiting outside the door.

Feng Yi greeted him and asked about the current situation. After the senior brother explained, Feng Yi quickly understood the various things that happened after he was exhausted and unconscious.

The Ant-Man King died under the thunder method, so Feng was not surprised.

The Qingyun Sect stayed in the ruins of Changshengtang for a while, and with the "righteous man" Skinny Monkey found many rare treasures that had not been destroyed from the ruins. The treasure pavilion recorded the magic and secret books were undoubtedly destroyed, which made Skinny Monkey feel very distressed.

Fortunately, the world is rare and rare. Although the divine thunders have destroyed a lot, some of them are still preserved.

Those who can be preserved under the thunder are undoubtedly very rare and rare strange things. Qingyun Sect can also be considered a lot of gains from this.

However, Qingyun Sect then found that other sects of the Demon Cult appeared in Death Ze. After everyone discussed it, considering that everyone was injured after the war and the people who came from the Demon Cult were unknown, everyone took caution first and evacuated the Death Swamp.

The place where Feng Yi woke up at this time was a secluded village called "Dawang Village" next to the Desert.

The villagers of Dawang Village live here for generations and rarely see outsiders.

The Qingyunmen group was crowded, and they did not all flock to the village to avoid disturbing the villagers. However, Feng Yi was injured and still woke up, so two fellow disciples accompanied him to recuperate in the village.

"Senior brother, take me to see everyone."

The senior brother said, "Your injury--"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "It's much better to wake up. Besides, it's better to be able to cultivate directly." The senior brother stopped talking and nodded and said, "Okay, then let's go!"

Walking out of Dawang Village, Feng Yi looked at the swamp with mist in the distance, filled with faint fermentation smell. He knew that the mysterious "Treasure House of Emperors" in the world was in the dead water. In the original plan, Feng Yi had thought of finding the giant tree to look at, but now that he has come out of the swamp, Feng Yi does not plan to return.

After all, the time is not open for the Heavenly Emperor Treasure House, even if you go there, you may not be able to find any benefits.

What's more, there is a spiritual bird "yellow bird" guarding it. He went there rashly, and he would not have any gains except fighting with it.

The temporary residence of Qingyunmen is still chosen in that valley.

Unlike before, when only one night of rest, there are tents standing in the valley.

Feng Yi's awakening return made Qingyun and others excited. He first met his fellow disciples one by one, visited the injured disciples, and agreed to go back to the mountain. Suddenly, the thin monkey came to Feng Yi and shook his eyes. Feng Yi realized it and walked with him to a secluded place.

"Feng Zhenren, my deputy sect leader has invited me. I wonder if Zhenren has time to go to the appointment?"

Feng Yi immediately understood and nodded, "Your Excellency, wait."

Then he told his uncle Yan Zhenghui that he wanted to go out. As long as he did not betray Qingyun Sect, no one would interfere with him. However, considering that Feng Yi was injured, he suggested that someone accompany him to accompany him on his prudent attitude.

Feng Yizhi knew that everyone was so kind, but he did not refuse, so he asked his senior brother Xu Ming and his disciple Hu Mei to go with him, and took the black and white cute creatures that kept humming.

Senior brother Xu Ming had a close relationship with him, and it would be okay if he was aware of some clues; while Hu Mei was originally an old friend with Bi Yao.

Four people and one beast left the valley and rose up against things.

Flying east for a while, we arrived at a mountain covered with green trees. Four people and one beast immediately descended. Soon after, we saw the disciples of the Ghost King Zong Qiongyu Pavilion.

Before Xu Mingchu could react, he had met more people and the rather weak auras hidden in the dark, he was immediately shocked and held his sword in his hand to be alert.

"Senior Brother," Feng Yi felt Xu Ming's nervousness and comforted him, "No need to worry, they and I, Chaoyang Peak, are allies who are helping each other."

Xu Ming said lightly: "Ally?"

He was puzzled without retching, but he also responded with a smile: "It's okay, I won't react too much!" Feng Yi saw that the sword in his hand had not relaxed, and did not force it after pondering, and just nodded to him with a smile.

A moment later, Feng Yi saw Bi Yao in a secluded place of the mountain.

"Feng Yi--!"

A gust of fragrance was filled with fragrance. After a moment, Feng Yi felt the warm fragrance penetrated into his arms, his jade arms tightly wrapped around him, and he hurriedly said softly: "I'm fine, Bi Yao, don't worry!"

Bi Yao was full of anger: "Have you forgotten to assure me anything? The destruction of the Changshengtang is a foregone conclusion. Why are you doing so hard?!"

Feng Yi said flatteringly: "I was wrong!" He comforted him softly for a while, and then sighed: "If I want to stop that catastrophe and I don't try my best to improve my cultivation, I'm afraid I won't even have the qualification to participate at that time! - Sorry, I'll worry you!"

Not far away.

With a "clang" sound, the sword in Xu Ming's hand fell to the ground, and he still didn't know that it was still staring ahead in a daze.
Chapter completed!