Xuan Yu

Xuan Yu

The man in red didn't even know why the two words that came from the hole made him so familiar, but he didn't know each other. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, which was to include this person who was extremely useful to him in his controllable range. He knew that no mistakes could be made in this matter. Just as the man in red thought, a strong wind blew out of the hole, carrying the gravel in the hole, and he saw that he was a little under his feet and flew backwards. Qiu Miao on the other side had no time to dodge and leaned behind Mo Luo, and Mo Luo was even more shattered and ate the gravel wind, which seemed a little embarrassed.

As soon as the wind stopped, another sound came from the cave, and the same voice said, "If it weren't for Xuan Yu, how could this long-lost sound transmission technique? Who are you?"

The man in red fell back to the edge of the pond and did not immediately answer the question from the cave. Instead, he said eight words: "The body and head merge, and the evil ao is the supreme."

The man in the cave was stunned. He never expected that the man outside the cave would know the secret of the evil Ao Tan and asked, "Did you come for this?"

The man in red seemed to have confirmed something in his heart and took out a jade artifact in his sleeve. The jade artifact was carved with a ferocious dragon head, and the cross section of the neck was engraved with strange concave and concave patterns.

"Don't you want to come out and see the thing on my hand?"

There was no sound in the cave for a moment, and the man in red had no intention of urging him. He just waited quietly outside the cave. However, Mo Luo on the side couldn't help but be angry. If it weren't for being pulled by Qiu Miao, he would have jumped into the cave and fought the sound to the death.

After a while, the man in the cave spoke, but the voice was a little surprised and said, "Who are you?"

"Is it that important who I am? You just need to know that I am not your enemy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the breeze whirling. A man covered in heavy anger floated out of the cave and landed on the edge of the pond. He couldn't see the person's face clearly, but he could truly feel the strong killing aura. Since the eyes of the anger came out of the cave, they never left the dragon head in the man in red. He asked coldly: "Where did you get this evil Ao Shou?"

The man in red looked at the vague figure in front of him, knowing that he was too curious about him, and said, "Chu Yi Sanren, the person who owns this thing must have had an answer in his heart."

"What is your purpose here?"

"I need a little help from a single person."

"Xiaobian? You are just a little busy with such a big fight?" Chuyi Sanren knew that this person would definitely not be a trivial matter.

"There are three days left to be the day when Sanchong Lan strengthens the seal, and what I want is naturally this seal. At that time, they will definitely send the Five Envoys of the Seal of Mirror to invite you and borrow your power from the vast world to assist in the seal. The reward they give you will naturally be to temporarily drive away the ancient anger in your body. If you can help me, in return, I can completely eliminate your anger, and I will not have to stay in this evil aotan that is bleak all day long."

After hearing this, Chu Yi Sanren's body trembled slightly. This was his wish for hundreds of years. Since he was backfired, his days of being plagued by hostility have been in great pain. Even people with such cultivation are tortured. If they can be eradicated, this transaction will be relatively easy for him. Thinking of this, Chu Yi Sanren said, "How do you want me to help you?"

The man in red extended his slightly shiny fingertips to Chuyi Sanren. Seeing this, Sanren even extended a shiny finger out of his anger. When he touched it, he passed the plan to Chuyi Sanren. Sanren seemed to understand something and didn't say anything else. He only heard the sound of water in the pond under his feet. Chuyi Sanren jumped in, and then the water in the pond rushed over, as if nothing had happened.

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The two of Posa Wuzhu left Mingjing City and galloped with swords. Compared to Posa's heart of return, Wuzhu's mind was heavier, and it was delayed a lot of time along the way. Posa looked at the western sky, and there was only a little light left in the sunset. For some reason, Posa "Huh" sounded, and then accelerated the speed. The Wuzhu, who was flying side by side, suddenly accelerated the speed.

"Second brother, second brother? Slow down, this has flew so much..." Wu Zhuo suddenly noticed something and said, "Second brother, there is someone above!"

Just as Wu Zhuo shouted out, two purple lights fell from the sky through the clouds and stood before the two of them. The two hurriedly led their swords to stop quickly, looking a little embarrassed. When they looked closely, they saw that the two purple lights were actually two young women. Their skin was fair but covered with purple gauze. They were all wearing purple clothes. The only difference was that the straps on their waists were red and the other was yellow.

"The two young men are Posa and Wuzhu." asked the woman with yellow straps, her voice full of charm.

"I dare to ask the names of the two girls and stop us, what's wrong?" Posu asked politely.

"Young Master Posa is really polite, and you don't worry that you know, the little girl Haoyue, this is the Demon Linger. If we are as handsome as the two young masters, if we just pass by, we will talk to the two young masters well. But today, I am really sorry to be on the order of the sect leader." With a little regretful words from the woman named Haoyue, a seven-foot long silk floated behind her, emitting a faint cold light.

The woman's soft and gentle words made Wu Zhuo fight coldly, and she secretly scolded her in her heart that this charming technique was very harmful, but it made Posa Wu Zhuo know their purpose.

"Are you guys from the crow?" Posu asked suddenly when he thought of the figure he saw in Mingjing City.

"You are quite smart." Mo Ling'er shouted lightly and held the short blade in her hand.

The last trace of light did not leave the sight. The darkness enveloped, and only the distant villages lit up the flames. The four people who were still hanging in the air did not dare to neglect at all.

"Second brother, it seems that they are coming to this Evil Ao body." Wu Zhuo sacrificed a sword with green light and said: "You don't have good intentions, don't blame my brothers for showing mercy."

"It seems that if you want to return to the village soon, this battle is inevitable." Posa, who was already in a hurry to go, had to look forward to a quick battle. With a swaying hand, a Qifan sword floated in front of him with white light.

Mo Ling'er held the blade in his right hand and drove the spell with his left hand, turning into a flash of light and rushing towards the five turbidities of Posa. Seeing this, Posa waved his right hand and Qifan made a sword and broke out of the air and stabbed straight away. The light flashed slightly to the side, and then the short blade came out of his hand. The force was as strong as Posa. The two weapons "Bao" collided fiercely. Then Posa's right shoulder sealing armband covered the entire right arm like armor, and called back to Qifan cast.

The sword, just as the moment he held it with his right hand, Qi Fan made a white light and won the white light. Mo Ling'er's left hand had a short blade. The two blades were connected and turned into a double sharp blade. The two fought together in the lightning and flint. The sword light and sword shadows were moving forward and retreating. I saw that the Qi Fan made a sword suddenly turned around and turned back. Mo Ling'er quickly flashed to the left. Qi Fan made a sword and passed by him, and he forced Mo Ling'er to avoid it. It was difficult to solve for a moment.

Haoyue knew very well that the five turbidities of Posa and Wuzhu were extraordinary. If this continues, the things assigned by the sect leader will not only fail to complete, but will instead be in trouble. Only then will it really be more worth the loss.

Mo Ling'er gradually couldn't resist Posa's fierce attack. Every time she received her hands, she felt a trembling pain that penetrated her bone marrow. If this continued, Mo Ling'er could not last for a few rounds. On the other hand, Posa became more and more brave. Seeing this, Haoyue drove up the seven-foot long silk and pulled Mo Ling'er back. Mo Ling'er knew very well that if Haoyue hadn't done this, she would have been the dead soul under the Posa sword.

Posa pointed at Haoyue Mo Ling'er and said, "With this ability, I dare to come and block my way."

Haoyue's smile was still bright, but she had already taken out a small wooden box with some kind of ancient seal in her hand. Mo Ling'er was shocked when she saw Haoyue take out this object and whispered: "Can you use him this?"

"There is no better way now. Our goal is to get the evil Ao Shi. If we can't get it and delay the master's plan, we can't afford it."

As soon as Haoyue finished speaking, the wooden box in his hand gradually floated up, and the seven-foot-long silk wrapped one side around the wooden box, and the other side was wrapped around Haoyue's left arm, as if connected to the link between the two. At the same time, the right hand drew a spell seal in front of him slowly shrinking, like a key passing through the long silk attached to the wooden box. In this seemingly calm scene, there was a rush of blood. Haoyue's face was pale. Before he lost consciousness, Mo Ling'er hugged her, retreated, and fell off the wooden box that had long silk. The dim lines became bright red. Accompanied by the sound of the underworld, the wooden box slowly opened, with a dazzling scarlet blood light.

The five turbidities of Posa and Wuzhu were blocked by the dazzling blood light for a moment, and behind the blood light, a...

Huge figure.
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