Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure Chapter 230: 229.1

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Ji Yun comes from thinking that he is actually a good-tempered person. He has very little time to blush with people, and he is not easy to do things with people close to him.

But this time, he really didn't want to endure this bad-hearted relative. For a while, he even suspected that he had entered the farming literature instead of the cultivation literature.

How many times is this?

How many times have you troubled his apprentice?

It's not over, right?

You thought he was an uncle?

My own incompetence, it makes people feel deceived?

Ji Yunlai stared at his opponent quietly, and stretched out his hand, an icy sword intent like autumn water spread from his palms, circling around, turning into a colorless long sword, the blade of the sword. Thin and fragile, as if vulnerable.

But Luo Qingxiao would not think so, because he clearly knew that it was this sword back then. It killed the sky fox, Suwan, and the master of Yan Dao. Both Yungui, Jinwu and Beihai were defeated. , He would never think that he could take a few swords.

"Yin Yin, are you alone?" Ji Yun turned his head and asked calmly.

How can Yang Yuyin hear the anger under the plain words of the master and father, and immediately said: "And Master An Feng was caught by her. In order not to hurt me, Your Excellency Jinwu should go back to you and ask for help." /

So Ji Yun raised his eyes to look at Luo Qingxiao, his eyes cold, as if he were real.

The Great Sacrifice wanted to explain it, but in a thousand words, it only turned into a sigh.

Knowing that I can only do one game this time.

With his eyes facing each other, Ji Yunlai said lightly: "You are too skilled to find trouble with juniors."

"You can throw away your desires, and you can also give up your floating name." Luo Qingxiao said seriously, "You are not the same."

Not speculative, Ji Yunlai raised his hand and turned his sword lightly, and slashed it directly. The moment the sword moved through the wind and thunder, the void was torn open. There was a storm of blood and blood that wanted to gush out from the crack, but he was caught by it. The long sword melted silently, with a cold wind and blood rain, falling between the enemy's eyebrows faster than a thunderbolt.

That was the horrible pressure of the Tianhe turning upside down and the collapse of one party.

It's a terrifying sword intent that people and immortals don't dare to insist on!

Luo Qingxiao took a step back, squeezing **** lightly, blocking the forehead and holding the long sword, there was a crisp sound, but two small flowers grew between the fingers, separated between the fingers and the long sword. .

The flowers bloom in five colors, and each other grows and restrains each other. This is a great method that can overcome thousands of Taoism.

But under the thin ice sword, the five-color petals were instantly shredded and torn apart, only to win the last one. Luo Qingxiao's expression was solemn, his ten fingers were struck, and the magical room turned into a wonderful rainbow light. In the seven-color reincarnation, countless fragments of light jumped, and the phantom of a world was woven between his fingers. Yang Yinyin on one side only glanced at it, and felt that Dao Xin was unstable and retreated decisively.

The long sword pierced the phantom and entered another world. The speed was naturally slowed by nearly half, allowing Luo Qingxiao to feel relieved and withdraw even further.

But at the next moment, Ji Yunlai gave a scornful look, raised his hand and picked it up, and the long sword wove a galaxy. The seven-colored rays of light that were close to invincibility were easily torn apart in the galaxy like thin ice. Resistible, unimpeded.

The sword is too pure and mighty. Between reversals, the sky is hanging down, and the stars and moons are colorless.

Luo Qingxiao felt a little bitter in her heart. She tried her best to change her body and body, but saw that the long sword flicked horizontally and changed the stabbing to flirt. He was mercilessly about to split his good head in half, so he had to bend in embarrassment. He leaned back to avoid him, but Jianguang had already cut a gap in his chest mercilessly. Fortunately, the human and immortal body would not bleed, but the strange qi attached to it, making it difficult to heal the wound.

This kind of battle completely lost his previous demeanor and was extremely embarrassed.

After a few tricks, Luo Qingxiao couldn't resist, and finally took out his weapon. His magic sword was a great magic weapon. He once chopped off the head of the emperor, and the atmosphere of emperor hate was lingering. It was the other people who came. Beware of three points--but under Ji Yunlai's **** ice sword, his magic sword is like paper, if it weren't for his quick closing, it would be broken with one sword.

"Ayun, can I not use the sword?" Luo Qingxiao finally couldn't help sighing, "I can't stand your magic sword."

Before the sword of crossing the emperor with one sword, all magical tools are all earthen chickens and dogs, meaningless, they can only use their flesh to resist, it is really irresistible.

Another sword counter-attack, passing by, Ji Yunlai faintly replied: "I can't afford to raise up."

They fought, the reality and the truth changed mysteriously, falling to the ground and turning over, the real yuan rendezvous, and they fought hard--this is also the only thing that the high priest feels that he can beat Ji Yunlai. After all, he has ten thousand years of truth. Yuan accumulation, Ji Yunlai has only six hundred years.

But the result was unexpected. With a palm-to-hand blow, Ji Yun's true energy was ten times that of him. The vastness of the sea was as vast as the sea, and his right arm was almost completely destroyed in a single backlash. Fortunately, this The true essence is not a sword of crossing the emperor, as long as it can be restored to the original with a breath, but even so, it made him extremely suspicious for a while.

"How could you, how could you have so much accumulation?" Luo Qingxiao asked Ji Yun to fight against the suspicious life. This is the true essence of human beings, not some Chinese cabbage. That said, it is simply unscientific and unrealistic!

"Dao sees ten thousand realms, time travels backwards, I am not enough, but my small world has it." Ji Yunlai finished saying, raising his hand is another sword, his sword light is extremely sharp, in an instant, the opposite The man of the same level was already clumsy left and right, and his body was stabbed and cut numerous wounds, but he had no blood and couldn't kill him.

"This is the celestial glass body, right?" Yang Yuyin saw it for the first time. He and Qiu Yuansheng were looking at each other with excitement in their eyes. He accidentally took out a bag of cloud melon seeds, and then found that something was wrong. Put it down--it really formed a conditioned reflex in Kun-Lai, but when he looked up, he found that the monk who was following the big sacrifice also took out Kun-Lai's specialty Yungua seeds...

I went up angrily for a while and confiscated it.

Qiu Yuansheng thought that fortunately, no one knew that I was the rebirth of Danfeng Qixiu. It was okay to change a skin... so he took a few steps back and lowered his eyes weakly, like a little daughter-in-law.

Yang Yuyin naturally does not care about a low-level monk, and continues to watch nervously.

Qiu Yuansheng watched and thought, both of them are the top monks of the human race, they are full of thoughts between their gestures, and their control is extremely high. The seemingly thrilling sword light has never hurt a flower or a leaf. At this point, their power was even more superior to the two Taoists who had died with the demon fetus outside.

It's just that the sacrifice was so embarrassed that it made this series of battles seem not too big.

So he looked up at Yang Xinyin, and asked in a low voice: "The magic fetus is coming soon, do you want to start the formation?"

Yang Yuyin smiled back: "You are loyal, not afraid of death."

"You have been in the array for so long, so don't waste it," Qiu Xiaoxiao said in a low voice, "Or, I will take you to release Master An Feng and the others..."

"Lead the way." Yang Xinyin looked straight, and immediately mentioned the little monk.

At that time, he and An Xian Jinwu were going to take Baiyue's body back for burial, but they encountered a large sacrifice on the way.

Golden Wufei is the opponent of the big sacrifice. Even if a few of them are scattered and fleeing, they will not be able to run away from a single immortal, and the difference in time for being captured is only a quarter or two.

I also used Master An Feng to threaten him to set up a large array of demon sealing within half a day, making him tired like a dog.

This account will be settled sooner or later.

The battle on the other side also reached a critical moment. The sword light flickered, and the white flowers followed the wind. Numerous gaps appeared around the two of them. Occasionally, flowers and leaves passed by, and they were all silently torn apart. It was their sword that the emptiness could not bear. Mind, leaving scars, even if they leave for thousands of years, this place will become a terrible Jedi. If others are careless, they will be killed by this invisible void.

But obviously it didn’t affect the two of them. Finally, Ji Yun came to switch with a sword, holding the tip of the sword with his left hand and bounced out, flying sleeves like clouds, hit Luo Qingxiao’s heart heavily, and Luo Qingxiao avoided it. After being beaten into the mountain's belly, Ji Yunlai stabbed him with a backhand sword at the moment he got out, and the poisonous snake pierced into his heart and nailed him to the rock.

Luo Qingxiao sighed softly: "You won."

"You don't need to tell me." Ji Yunlai said coldly.

"..."

"You have nothing to say? Last time you were in Heiwudi, you were not in this attitude." Ji Yunlai sneered.

"What attitude do you want?" Luo Qingxiao lowered his head and chuckled, "I don't want to be sorry."

Ji Yunlai stared at him, and calmly retracted the sword: "You really disappoint me, you are in vain."

"What is a human immortal?" Luo Qingxiao raised his head to look at him, and his expression was faint, "You are the only human immortal who has survived the great devil's calamity, can you talk about it?"

Ji Yunlai glanced at him contemptuously, not too lazy to speak.

Luo Qingxiao just leaned on the mountain wall and laughed at himself: "The six desires of the devil, torturing people's hearts, Ayun, you still don't want to kill me in your heart, don't you?"

"Yes," Ji Yun laughed sarcastically. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it. "Even if you had another purpose, you were really good to me back then. Even if you tell me directly, I might not do it for you. Die."

Different from Li Xianjing's deep betrayal, his relationship with Luo Qingxiao is much deeper.

At this point at the beginning of the year, his body was weak and sick, and his heart was very frightened. It was this uncle who accompanied him day and night to enlighten, find the elixir, administer acupuncture treatment, and even enlighten and teach-his family died early in the previous life, and he was alone. After struggling in a foreign country for many years, he could get alive again. He had a caring uncle. At that time, he truly regarded himself as a child and was enjoying that affection. In his heart, his uncle was the most important person in the world, so As for the amnesia, he was the first to ask about Luo Qingxiao's safety, but the ending was too ridiculous.

"I can't say it. If I say it, I can't bear it." Luo Qingxiao was silent for a moment before saying, "I thought at the time that you are dead, and I can also bring you back from Huangquan. Reshape your body and make up for it when the time comes."

It's just that he waited for a long time in Huangquan and didn't wait for him.

"Then do you remember my Kun-Lai eight hundred disciples, hundreds of lives in the family?" Ji Yunlai asked slowly.

"They were murdered by Li Xian, you weren't all the same," Luo Qingxiao said lightly, "He knew the relationship between Gu Kun-Lai and Da Xuan. At that time, you were just an excuse. Kun-Lai was the only one in the world. It's Zhan, do you think he is not afraid? How difficult is it to kill you silently with his ability?"

"Then you are really innocent." Ji Yunlai didn't want to discuss this issue. "What do you want to do when you set up the enchantment formation?"

"Killing the devil's fetus is for merit." Luo Qingxiao stared at the copper piece in his hand, "In the ancestral tomb, the remaining prohibition is for my use, so I have no trouble."

"Luo Qingxiao, the body of human beings and immortals, it's not that you can't kill, do your thing," Ji Yun called back the ice sword, turned and left, "the rest of the account, we will go back and calculate."

Luo Qingxiao watched him go away, sighed slightly, and suddenly stopped him: "A Yun, you know that God's will is hard to change."

"Speak straight." Ji Yunlai didn't like the mysterious and mysterious fighting front in the immortal gate. The cultivators in the Kun-Lai faction who dare not talk about humans were to be beaten.

Luo Qingxiao knew that he would not listen, but he still reminded: "The blue devil is intolerable to heaven."

Wang Yin has already gotten his hands. He doesn't need to be hostile to A Yun anymore.

"You don't need to remind you!" Ji Yunlai replied indifferently, just about to stab him, but suddenly frowned slightly, and suddenly disappeared from his sight.

Luo Qingxiao lowered his head wistfully.

Back then, the young child was already blue, but why did his heart still remain the same?

Whether he is a sacrificial offering or immortal, he has been aloof for too long, and a hundred or ten human races have lost their lives. It is a trivial matter to mortal emperors, let alone monks?

The Taoist tax on beasts kills mortals more than a hundred times? Who cares?

He rearranged his clothes. The wound on his body did not bleed, but it never healed. But the immortal is also an immortal. It is not a respectable name, but is separated from the mortal fetus. It has long been crystallized and purified, and the fishy is gone, and it is heavy. It's hard to die because of injury.

On the contrary, if he wants to escape, it takes some time and he always escapes.

He didn't want to run, he didn't want to be in front of him again, acting so ridiculous, even though it was already ridiculous.

Let's go, open the Ancestral Mausoleum, and the nightmare will wake up.

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Yang Yuyin and Qiu Yuansheng followed the road seven turns and eight turns, and soon reached a magic circle, An Xian was sitting in a magic circle with a cold face.

Yang Yuyin saw at a glance that the magic circle had the effect of isolating the air, and immediately stepped forward to solve it, just trying to unlock the restriction on An Xian.

"...You came, a bit late." An Xian said with some emotion, "I was scared when the kid said that you would be used as a bait to catch Xiaoqing by a sacrifice."

"What do you mean?" Yang Xinyin's heart tightened.

"Am I the kind of person waiting to be rescued?" An Xian said naturally, "I have to find a way to fall into the hands of the immortal, and there seems to be only one way."

"You..." Yang Yuyin was stunned, "Are you not messing around?"

"Where is the chaos, it's just that I also practiced the Du'er sword." Master An Feng came out carrying a long sword with a slightly transparent blue and slightly transparent, "Suddenly I feel that my daughter is actually quite pretty. Amazing."

Yang Xu Yin silently clenched his fists.

"Don't get me wrong, practice Baibi Lian now," An Xian looked at the sword and said quietly, "This is my daughter's last obsession. She wants to protect me."

Yang Yuyin was startled, and wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

"She spontaneously burned in front of me and turned into ashes. This sword was born out of the ashes." An Xian chuckled, "Well, no one will complain about me wasting my sword again. This sword is the last one I will use. Of the sword."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go, the head is still outside..." Yang Yinyin turned around and left, but his relaxed tone stopped abruptly.

The faintly blue long sword penetrated through the back and pierced through the front chest.

He turned his head back suddenly, only to see blood and light looming in An Xian's eyes.

"This is not the sword of crossing the emperor, but you crossing it, the Great Devil Tribulation..." Yang Yinyin blinked vigorously, "You are so stupid."

If a monk has survived the great devil catastrophe, he will be a human immortal, but throughout the ages, there have been many amazing people, and the only one who can survive is the head, An Xian, why do you think Can you make it by yourself?

An Xian pulled out the long sword with a smile but a smile: "I said it a long time ago, I want to teach you a long time."

Yang Yuyin blinked vigorously, and An Xian disappeared in an instant. An shadow of An Xian appeared in his left eye. He quickly pasted the talisman to stop the riot in his eyes, and the remaining eye looked towards Qiu Yuansheng. "Sure enough, I have been at ease for too long, and I ignored you, Qiu Yuansheng!"

"How did you recognize me?" Qiu Yuansheng asked curiously and not maliciously.

"Except for you, the traitor, there are a few people who can know the weakness of Master An Feng. If it is not for saving people, she will not survive the great evil." Yang Yinyin suddenly laughed, "Why should I tell you more, kill first? You are the only one if you are."

"Did anyone tell you that your hands and stripes are short-lived." Qiu Yuansheng smiled, "The priest found his things, so I don’t want to play, but I still want to play again. Actually, I want to know how far I can do it. So I told An Xian that you are going to sacrifice yourself in order to save her. As a result, she is really willing to gamble for the same family. It is really affectionate-you still have extra Does your strength trouble me?"

Yang Xuyin looked at him calmly and said, "Of course there is."

"Then I will go first." Qiu Yuansheng chuckled, and quickly squeezed a magic talisman. With his impenetrable spirit, even if he left, even the immortal could not find it.

He stretched his hand into his arms, but in the next instant, a cold light flashed.

Ji Yunlai's long sword has plunged into Qiu Yuan's life stand and nailed him to the cliff.

The poisonous snake's face was slightly astonished, but it only stopped there. There was no spirit, and the master of punishment was a sword.

"Head, Anfeng's main crossing, do you have a way?" Yang Xinyin also put down the things he was going to use, coughed up blood, and asked.

Ji Yunlai's answer was a cold voice, "There is a way, idiot."

Then he shot and took out his eyeballs. Senior Brother Yang was silently accepting, he didn't dare to scream, but the pulsation of his heart seemed to gradually slow down, and suddenly I felt like A Zhan...

He couldn't help but asked a question in a low voice in a low voice: "Then, Master... Am I really short-lived?"

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