For Eunuch Yu Xuan, the Seventh Prince was grown up by him, and he had taught him personally, and now he was killed in front of him, how could he be reconciled, and there was an unknown fire in his heart.

"Whether you are robbed or not is not to worry about your father-in-law." Ji Jiu smiled lightly, "I only know that your disciples of the Divine Dynasty were robbed."

"You, very good... very good!" After being blocked by Tianzun with a few words, Eunuch Yu Xuan couldn't help but look even more ugly, and said a few words coldly, but he couldn't vent his anger, he could only suppress it, the whole person It's like a powder keg that ignites when it catches fire.

Seeing this, the rest of the great experts also shook their heads and took a few steps back.

Ji Jiu retracted his gaze and looked at the water and sky mirror in the air. Yu Liang had already performed the Heaven Stealing Technique while hunting and killing the disciples of various forces, so he could clearly perceive the huge change in his luck now.

Ji Jiu looked at his current luck with the colorful view of Qi, and found that there was a little blue in the rich darkness. Although it was only a thin layer on the surface, it was enough to make him smile. After all, there is nothing It is more important than improving one's strength by transcending the calamity, and there is some light silver power of faith hidden in the black luck.

The mixing of the two phases is enough to neutralize some dirt-like black luck, and the strength of the catastrophe he needs to pass through will also be greatly reduced.

"This son has such a murderous heart, but it reminds me of a traitor in our Jiange more than 3,000 years ago. Does Tianzun have any relationship with him?" At this time, Fairy Jian looked at Ji Jiu, her beautiful eyes flashing slightly. , such a familiar figure, coupled with such a familiar style of behavior, had to make her connect with that one thing. Although it seemed unlikely, she still wanted to try it out.

"I don't know what Fairy Sword is talking about? I'm so stupid, I really can't guess." Hearing this, Ji Jiu glanced at her with an inexplicable look in her eyes, and then asked indifferently.

To be honest, if the identity is revealed now, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages for Ji Jiu, and with the presence of many great powers in the field, they can't let themselves be left alone. Yan Lian of Wan Mo Cave, Ji Jiu is worried, she just doesn't stab in the dark.

In addition, there is an impermanence of Shuoqiu who is neither enemy nor friend. This is really impossible to say.

"I don't know if Tianzun is true or not. I am such a famous traitor in the sword pavilion, Ji Demon, the master of the four caves of the Ten Thousand Demons, known as the youngest god-turning powerhouse in the Parkson world for thousands of years. The sky is angry and the people are angry, but in the end, he blew himself up and died in the battle of Shen Yueyuan." Fairy Jian said slowly, ignoring Ji Jiu's eyes.

Hearing the conversation, the rest of the great masters also came to be interested, and immediately turned their attention to this side, all of them seeming to be interested and watching a play.

"Oh, it turns out that Fairy Sword is talking about this person. Although he is ignorant, he has naturally heard of it. He is still yearning for his peerless style, but it is a pity that he was born at the wrong time, otherwise he will definitely have a good time with him." Ji Jiu He smiled slightly.

"What I'm guessing now is, will you be its descendant?" Fairy Jian said lightly.

Ji Jiu chuckled and said directly, "What if I said I was the devil Ji? Is the fairy trustworthy?"

Sword Fairy snorted coldly and didn't open her head directly. Since she couldn't find anything now, she gave up.

The rest of the people couldn't help but be a little disappointed when they saw this. They also expected the two to fight, but now it seems that there is no hope.

The wine monk gave Ji Jiu a meaningful look and shook his head slightly.

This deity's hostility is so deep that most people may not be able to sense it, but he is the only one who is profound in Buddhism. Just looking at it with the eyes of a Buddha, it can be seen that there are circles of scarlet halo around this deity. At first glance, it looks like an endless sea of ​​blood. , in which he could even hear the cries of hundreds of millions of unjust souls, and countless pale arms stretched out from it, as if to drag this Heavenly Venerate into it, sinking like them forever.

"I don't know how many lives his subordinates killed." Monk Jiu sighed to himself.

...

Song Yuhao's current location is a dense forest. The night was dark, and he couldn't see the surrounding scenery, and the surroundings were shrouded in a thin layer of mist. But above the head is the clear moon and the clear sky, the star and moon slanted down, and the place was as bright as mercury.

His body was stiff and he was moving step by step. He felt something icy behind him piercing his spine. Years of fighting experience told him that it was a biting murderous aura, so he couldn't turn his head, speed up, or turn now.

Song Yuhao could only look forward. The branches of a huge ancient tree crossed the entire dense forest, like a fortified gate, and the dense branches cast heavy shadows on the ground.

"Who is it? Come out, don't pretend to be a ghost." Song Yuhao said loudly.

He is an inner disciple of Cangxu Peak in Jiange, and now he is only over 600 years old. He is already in the middle stage of building a palace, and his future can be said to be limitless. He didn't want to die yet, so he had no choice but to come to the Quartet.

The urge to survive made his footsteps even weaker, and his whole body was even more cursed, and he couldn't bring up the slightest courage and strength. He remembered the recent rumors in the forest that there were ghosts at night.

A ghost with white hair.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps, so clear, as if they sounded behind him.

Song Yuhao suddenly turned around, drew his sword, and shouted, "Come on! Come on, come and kill me..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

Behind him is the crisp sound of the long knife leaving the sheath.

Song Yuhao turned around with all his strength, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he saw a head of white hair that was as white as silver in the moonlight!

This is the last picture in his eyes.

...

"Senior Sister Yan, this is the fourth disciple of our Jiange who was killed." The petite girl in white clothes was full of grief and anger, and regardless of the blood and dirt, she walked back holding Song Yuhao's head and looked at the other white clothes. the girl said.

Yan Jianli looked only seventeen or eighteen years old. He was carrying a long sword. He was thin and handsome. His white clothes were washed white and had patches. His straw shoes also had holes in his feet. looks like.

"Is the fourth place?" Yan Jianli's voice was very clear and ethereal, but it sounded like a sword, revealing a sharp taste.

She took the dead head, and pressed her slightly calloused hands on the head. Then she closed her eyes, and a faint call came through her arms into the head, and then the rest of the people saw the dark and hollow eyes. It seems to have moved, and finally it changed, condensed, and frozen into a picture.

Under the night, a long blood-stained hair disappeared in the depths of the jungle.

"It's him again, white-haired ghost." The petite girl said with hatred on her face.

In the eyes of every Jiange disciple who was killed, a blood-stained white hair disappeared silently. This has become a sign of the white-haired ghost's shot.

"I will find him, and then kill him to avenge the younger brothers and sisters." Yan Jianli said lightly, although the words were light, they contained endless murderous intent and anger, and those who knew her knew it.

...

Everything that happened in the sky platform can be seen clearly by the outside world, and it includes all kinds of details.

So now Fairy Sword is out of anger, with her thousands of years of state of mind, she is still unable to control it at this time, her beautiful eyes are frosty, she looks at Ji Jiu coldly, and said: "If Tianzun is dissatisfied with me, yes I am dissatisfied with the sword pavilion, just say it directly, what is it to let my disciples kill my sword pavilion disciples?"

Seeing this, the rest of the great masters also smacked their tongues secretly. The cruel method by which this white-haired ghost tortured his opponents was no different from a cat playing a mouse. It made their backs go cold when they saw it. Of course, it was not fear, it was just cruel. So I still have a little sympathy for Jiange. Could these disciples have provoked this Tianzun? Or they are unlucky.

Ji Jiu raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, and asked a little confused: "Why did the Sword Fairy say this? As we all know, as soon as you enter the Tiantai, you are completely isolated from the outside world. How can I order Yu Liang to slaughter your Jiange disciples? Evidence, I have no grievances or hatred between you and your sword pavilion, and I will not carry the blame. Besides, I am not so powerful."

"Then why is he so ruthless?" Fairy Jian continued to bite.

"How do I know, maybe it's a matter of luck, when Yu Liang comes out, I will definitely teach him a lesson and give Fairy Sword an explanation." Ji Jiu chuckled lightly.

"You...how could you be so perfunctory?" Fairy Jian couldn't help but said in a hurry, her intuition was telling her that this matter must be related to Ji Jiu. But Ji Jiu's statement was unreasonable, seeing the ridicule and sympathy cast around her ~lightnovelpub.net~ her face was even more ugly.

Ji Jiu couldn't help but wrinkle, everyone just felt a cold and oppressive aura coming towards them at this moment, as if the darkness was shrouded in the night, only to see Tianzun restrain his smile, and asked lightly: "What does the sword fairy want? What about an explanation? If we fight a fight, it doesn’t matter what happens to life or death? Then I will give you another explanation for your sword pavilion?”

Everyone felt that Fairy Sword was a little aggressive at this moment, and frowned slightly.

The only one who is not afraid of the big things is the master of the third cave of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, Yan Lian, her two-colored pupils twirled faintly, as if she could not see the bottom of the deep vortex, she smiled lightly: "Okay, I would like to see Fairy Sword. My Sword Master, but I don't know if there is a chance today?"

Being watched by so many eyes, Fairy Sword looked embarrassed, and she couldn't say anything more. She snorted coldly at Ji Jiu and stopped talking.

"Why, Fairy Sword thinks I'm easy to bully? The flag will die if you just scold it?" Ji Jiu refused to give up, the wind and snow in his eyes, but he didn't use the familiar moves. The next moment, a snow condensed The formed frost dragon appeared out of thin air, and its huge body was filled with thousands of wind and snow, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply, as if it were in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month.

The ice and snow giant stared at him, and looked at the sword fairy from afar. Although it was a body of ice and snow, it was no different from the dragon family who had recovered its original body. It was lifelike and delicate, like a crystal clear ice sculpture. The coercion, but no one dared to underestimate.

"What do you mean? Then what do you think?" Fairy Jian asked coldly, seeing this, the sword was half out of its sheath.

Ji Jiu shrugged and said, "It doesn't make any sense. It's just that there is a lack of a servant girl. I think Sword Fairy is a good choice."