It seems that due to the long-term erosion of wind and sand, the Panluo Valley is extremely desolate. Even in the spring season, large pieces of soil are exposed in the valley. Occasionally a few grasses appear on the gravel beach, and they are still half-dead without any energy.

Dan Chenzi sat quietly on the stone platform, looking at the beautiful flowers that suddenly appeared in front of him, his expression was full of coldness.

As a great disciple of Shushan, he has been practicing for 500 years and has been a great number of demons and demons. He has already developed a golden eye for a long time. Moreover, this flower blooms too beautifully, too abruptly and too inappropriate. Dan Chenzi even felt insulted and despised by the monster.

Looking up at the swarm of insects not far away, which had been attacking wildly for more than a month without decreasing at all, a hint of vigilance flashed in Dan Chenzi's cold eyes.

"Monsters are monsters! I'm not willing to die in the world!" My whole body did not move, and the iron wings behind me popped out and pierced straight towards the flower in front of me.

If the master had any abnormal movement, he would be in his ears with the orders he had to take action first and then give. Dan Chenzi's heart was very firm.

call-!

The tip of the knife was shattered, but the flowers flashed and appeared in the distance.

Dan Chenzi raised his eyebrows, and the sword wings came out again, and a series of attacks came out, and a shadow of swords enveloped the sky.

call-!

The demon flower flashed again, and the winged sword followed closely. After three or five times, the demon flower finally exhausted and was dispersed by the sword light.

The pink figure swayed, and a small figure jumped out of the scattered petals, flying up and down, panicked. The sword light flashed, and the flower demon fell to the ground due to injury.

When he found the small figure, he was lying on the stone and gasping for breath. Dan Chenzi frowned slightly, but in the end he still did not make up for the last knife.

The flower demon pressed his injured arm and stubbornly looked up at the tall figure in the distance, with no resentment or despair in his eyes. He seemed to be thinking about living hard, but he didn't care about when he would die.

Looking at the clear eyes, Dan Chenzi felt a trembling in his heart. It seemed that the heart of Tao, which had been firm for hundreds of years, was once again touched.

He opened his mouth slightly, and seemed to sigh, jumped off the stone platform, came to the flower demon, and reached out to grab her.

The two looked at each other quietly for a while, and Dan Chenzi's eyes finally softened a little, with a complex emotion that was difficult to understand, and said lightly: "Are you so weak, and you are also learning to be a monster?"

The flower demon didn't answer. He just looked at him with his eyes, as if he couldn't speak.

Dan Chenzi looked up at the insect swarm in the distance, his eyes sharpened again, and said, "Those monsters are called monsters, and they are ulterior motives. You are still far from it. If you want to survive, you should run a little further!"

He shot the flower demon in the air with a blink of an eye, preparing to let her fly, but her wings were injured and she lost her ability to fly. He circled and fell in the air. Dan Chenzi hurriedly caught it, thinking for a moment. He used a wing knife to take one from the scattered petals and gently stuck it behind the flower demon.

When it was released again, the flower demon could still catch the weak tension of the petals and fly.

Looking at the little figure flying in the sky, Dan Chenzi's eyes were faint, and he was a little lost when he thought of something. The little flower demon flew up and down, and seemed to be happily circling around the man who hurt her and saved her.

However, in this seemingly peaceful scenery, the flower demon suddenly changed his face and instantly penetrated into Dan Chenzi's eyebrows, constantly rushing to his original trial.

Dan Chenzi had a headache and fell to the ground with a loud bang. The wings behind his back kept shaking up and down, but there was no way.

"You...!" Dan Chenzi could no longer say the complete words. His rationality became increasingly blurred and he could only look at the swarm of insects that had been highly vigilant again, and then fell into a coma.

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In the middle of the dense sea of ​​insects, the only open space, the white rhino cart was still parked there.

In the carriage, the child looked at Dan Chenzi who appeared on the wall of the carriage and was penetrated by the flower demon and fell to the ground. He used a pen to draw a big fork on the cardboard Dan Chenzi's name in his hand. He muttered with his little mouth: "Kill another one, the speed is too slow! It took more than a month to reduce the combat power of Emei? This old monster Youquan is really useless! Wang..."

"Call me!" the woman who didn't know what she was busy outside the car emphasized.

"Okay, sister! What are you planning? We just wait here for this?" The child was not old, but he spoke very maturely.

"Yes!" The woman answered very smoothly, as if she felt it was right, and said, "Didn't the young master tell us to watch the insect swarm fight and collect the situation of Shushan monks at all times?"

"Sister, you are a king, how can you obey other people's orders! This is simply..." The child's red eyes were a little excited.

"Enough! Don't say anything more!" The woman in white interrupted him and said, "I am not the king anymore, you are! I am not suitable, but you are the natural king!"

The child knew that no matter how he refuted, he would never convince her. In the end, he could only enter another round of unhappiness. He gritted his teeth and finally didn't say anything.

The woman in white lifted the curtain and walked in from outside. She lay on the coffee table with her thin body leaning against the carriage, saying, "You and my brother have been dependent on each other for many years. Do you still understand what my personality and thoughts are? Why did I take you away? Why didn't you resist after being caught by those refugees? Don't you know?"

The child lowered his head and said nothing, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

The woman in white touched the child's head and said gently: "My birth is a mistake. It not only harmed the tribe, but also harmed myself. You are born king, but you are from the lower-level rat race. This is all destiny. Changing destiny requires great power. Do you, do you?"

The child still doesn't speak.

"We can meet a young master, which should be considered a glimmer of vitality in the ruthless way of heaven. You have also seen the power of your master with your own eyes. This opportunity can change our destiny. Why not seize it? The young master is a god. It is a great blessing for us to be lucky enough to follow us for a while. What are you still asking for?"

The child looked up at the woman in white, nodded, grabbed the cardboard and compared it with the list above, and began to look for the corresponding surveillance image again.

The woman in white smiled gently and clapped her hands and said, "That's right. Oh, by the way, it's time to have lunch. A monster brought two big fishes behind today. Let's have a whole fish banquet today!"

As he said that, he ignored the child and jumped out of the carriage in a hurry, going to prepare meals like a housewife.

The child was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "Are you looking forward to it so much? Will he come back to pick you up?"

The breeze blew past the curtains, revealing the window facing Chiyou's blood cave. The scene of the swarm of insects rushing wildly, and the flying dust and the roaring swarm of insects were shocked, making people unable to help but shock.

The entrance of the blood cave has been torn several times by the insect swarm, but it is still difficult to meet the requirement of consuming the number of insect swarms. The old monster Youquan was in pain and happily digesting these high-energy flesh and blood, and tried his best to absorb spiritual energy and maintain it so that he would not be killed by the insect swarm.

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Emei Golden Peak, Cloud Sea Hall

Xuantian Sect sat cross-legged in the room with the white eyebrows on the top floor of the hall, facing a small group of Nanming Lihuo, motionless.

Master Jinlong has gone back and has arranged the Buddhist scriptures and the Golden Dragon Buddha Seal. There is no need for them to flow down. Mount Wutai is the holy land in their minds. Even if there is no spiritual energy at this time, the monks are still ready to go back.

After making the final efforts, everything will be achieved and not achieved by God.

Xuantian Sect once tried to keep it, but the old monk Jinlong refused. He said that he and others have been practicing Buddhism for thousands of years, and although their cultivation has improved day by day, the Dharma has no money. Only today do I feel that I am a Buddhist son, and practicing Buddhism is the right way.

Xuantian Sect didn't understand the meaning, but the old monk Jinlong stopped explaining and left with his disciples.

Xuantian Sect has been thinking a lot in the past two days, including Kunlun Mountain, Master Wuyue, Li Yingqi of Tianlei Double Swords, and his good brother Dan Chenzi, but more are Baimei Zhenren. His ascension, the weapons he promised and the power of the three-element integration he told. They are the ones that Xuantian Sect recall the most.

There may be a sense of responsibility to suddenly take charge of Emei, but more of it is the speculation and idea of ​​how the old monster Youquan can kill him to save Shushan. So I pay more attention to the insect swarm and its owner entrenched in Panluo Valley.

Wang Zheng has disappeared for nearly a month, but the insect swarm is still attacking fiercely, and the number continues to expand to the point where Panluo Valley can no longer be installed. The old monster Youquan seems to have become a strange being fed, and Xuantian Sect is full of strange feelings for this.

The weapon promised by Baimei showed no sign of appearance, but Xuantian Sect's sense of response to Li Yingqi became deeper and deeper. He wanted to collect the Lei Yan Sword left after Changkong Wuji's death several times, but he gave up because of the large number of insects and unknown purpose.

Since when, the continuous emergence of insects has become the great enemy in Xuantian Sect's heart. At this point, we have to praise him and Dan Chenzi as brothers who have been with each other for hundreds of years, and even the idea of ​​a sense of crisis is the same.

However, the people below did not think so. Bai Mei had already dissatisfied the senior disciples such as Yunzhong Qizi, who had rashly changed the hostile target, and the disciples below would be in trouble.

Xuantian Sect is not a person who is good at disguising himself. Although he is covered up by the white-eyed spiritual image, it is difficult to guarantee that his disciples who are familiar with him will find something strange. Therefore, he can only helplessly maintain the status quo.

After a long breath, Xuantian Sect slowly woke up from entering into meditation, stretched out his palm to retract Nanming Lihuo, and a smile appeared on his face. This time he gained a lot from entering into meditation, and he had a lot more understanding of the unity of the three elements.

Suddenly, the blue sky hangs down, and a little light appears from afar.

Xuantian Sect was slightly stunned, then soared into the sky without hesitation, and left directly at the rapid rise of highlights.

Weapons, weapons sent back by Baimei.
Chapter completed!