Wen Yi picked up the blood-stained fairy sword fragments on the ground, wiped them clean, and strode towards the direction of the deceased disciple.
Hundreds of thousands of souls died under the Qianyuan Sword. Even though Wen Yi was stationed with a magic weapon to suppress the ghosts, he still heard the painful screams and the cry of despair.
"Seventh Elder." Mingyu saw Wen Yi with sharp eyes and saluted quickly.
Wen Yi nodded. As soon as she entered the door, she noticed a strong demonic aura emanating from the corpses of those young men.
"You're here." Xie Qian covered the handsome young men with white cloth and said regretfully: "If they hadn't died inexplicably, I wouldn't have discovered that they were taken away by the demons. It's strange to say that Qianyuan Immortal Sword
It’s a supreme artifact, how can it collapse just because it collapses?”
Wen Yi pondered, "Maybe the terms negotiated with the people at Tongshan Gate collapsed."
Xie Qian: "..."
Can the reason for the collapse of the fairy sword be explained in this way?
"Even with my level of cultivation, I couldn't find out that they were taken over by the demons. Maybe there is some secret pusher behind the scenes that is adding fuel to the flames." Xie Qian called Mingyu, "Go and tell Qingyun Sword Sect Qinglian to let him do that."
Be careful and don't let the demons take advantage of this."
Except for Miaoyin Tower and Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, the six major sects in Central Continent all come out of Miao Miao Huan Mansion.
The six major sects are connected by the same spirit. Although there is constant friction on weekdays, they will communicate with each other when encountering such major events.
"I'll go." Wen Yi stopped his disciple, "I'll go."
She wanted to see with her own eyes how Shen Yu dealt with Jiang Huaiyu.
If you are merciful, you will be sarcastic and sarcastic, fanning the flames, adding fuel to the fire, and killing people with a borrowed knife.
Xie Qian looked at her deeply but hesitated to speak, "Okay... okay."
Junior sister really can't let go of Ling Yujun.
The Qingyun Sword Sect was stationed not far from the Piaomiao Huan Mansion, and Wen Yi arrived not long after.
The Sword Sect is famous for its sword name, and its disciples all wear smoky blue robes. Only the direct disciples can wear white, while the inner disciples wear light green.
The outer disciples who were guarding the door saw Wen Yi coming to look at each other, bowed and respectfully invited her to enter the inner door.
Wen Yi just left.
The two disciples started laughing.
"Tsk, let me just say that the Seventh Elder is a licking dog who can't be beaten away." A disciple said angrily: "In the main hall, he brazenly said that Lord Ling Yu was not good enough for her. After he finished pretending, he came to him again. She fell to the ground and threw Ling Yu away.
What do you think you are!"
"Be a fool who thinks too highly of himself."
A cold voice came from behind, and the disciples saw Wen Yi, who was supposed to leave, suddenly turning around.
"Elder, forgive me!" The disciple's face turned pale.
Talking about an elder behind his back is a crime of disrespect. Although Wen Yi is not an elder of the Sword Sect, it is too easy to crush him to death.
The Sword Sect will not make an enemy of Piaomiao Huanfu for a useless outer disciple.
Before Wen Yi could speak, the two disciples were already kneeling on the ground and slapping themselves.
"Disease enters through the mouth, misfortune comes out of the mouth. It is not your turn to comment on the matter between me and Lord Lingyu." Wen Yi looked down at the disciple who was shivering like a quail, with a strong cold light in his eyes.
All the outer disciples of the Sword Sect think so, let alone other sects.
"Where is Qinglian?" Wen Yi was not familiar with the road, so he asked a disciple.
After a while, Wen Yi saw Qing Lian, the eleventh elder of the Qing Yun Sword Sect, who was scolding his disciples.
Qinglian didn't like Lord Lingyu, and he hated Wen Yi even more. He deliberately ignored Wen Yi for a long time before saying calmly: " Lord Lingyu is in retreat in the back mountain. It's not suitable to see guests. I'm afraid you won't be able to see him. Qi
Elder, please come back."
He thought Wen Yi was so noble.
Let go of the harsh words in front and come to Lingyu Jun in the back, shameless!
Before Wen Yi could speak, Qinglian continued: "If you are here to apologize, you don't have to. I, the Sword Sect, don't care."
He was worried that Wen Yi would live in the residence in the name of apologizing.
Qinglian had seen Wen Yi's crazy pursuit of Ling Yujun, and he was more playful than those of the Hehuan Sect. He set off flowers and wine, magical tools and mental skills, and fireworks every day as if they were free, which once gave the Jianzong a headache.
"Have I ever said that I'm here to apologize?" Wen Yi crossed her arms and tilted her head to look at him.
Qinglian said in surprise, "If you don't come to him to apologize, what are you going to do?"
"Senior brother asked me to tell you that there are demons coming in and out near Tongshan Gate. Their cultivation level is not low. Some demon cultivators silently took away the bodies of several young people who were about to join my sect. Please be careful." Wen Yi got straight to the point.
said.
Qinglian was silent for a moment, "Impossible, absolutely impossible! Our sect is here, how dare the demonic cultivators invade us?"
There are so many sects in the world of immortals at Tongshan Gate, and demon cultivators are willing to die when they come. They are not brainless!
He paused and suddenly burst out laughing, gloating: "I think it was your Miao Miao Huanfu's lack of ability that allowed the demon cultivator to take advantage of the loophole. Xie Qian's cultivation level is slightly higher than mine, but is he as sharp as me? Is he as alert as me? His cultivation level
His technique is based on star luck deduction, how can the Sword Sect have tight defenses."
Qinglian is very confident in his abilities.
"I delivered the message, believe it or not."
Qinglian was arrogant and arrogant. When something happened, she was blamed for not warning her.
Wen Yi walked out of the hall and was thinking about finding Shen Yu when a disciple rushed in and said in a hurry: "Elder, Mr. Ling Yu has gone crazy."
"What?" Qinglian stood up immediately, "He is in the early stage of the Golden Core Realm, and he is not in the Nascent Soul Realm. How can he go crazy while meditating and adjusting his breath?"
Lord Lingyu is a close disciple of the sect master. If something happens to him, the sect master will definitely get angry at him.
Qinglian glanced at Wen Yi and thought for a moment, it might be useful to take her with him, "Seventh Elder, I see that you are very worried about Lord Lingyu. Can you come with me?"
Wen Yi nodded, "Okay."
The group of people hurriedly walked to Ling Yujun's residence, but before they even got close, they felt the demonic energy rising into the sky.
This kind of evil spirit is not an inner demon, but a strange kind of evil spirit that I have never seen before.
Wen Yi looked at the backyard covered with dark clouds and felt that this evil spirit was very familiar to her. She might have seen it before, but she can't remember now.
"It's really demonic." Qinglian took a deep look at Wen Yi and met her half-smiling gaze. He felt as if his face had been slapped hard by an invisible hand, and it was burning.
pain.
Before they even entered the door, they saw a figure flying out from a distance.
Wen Yi and Qing Lian ducked out of the way at the same time.
"Bang——"
The disciple who was serving Ling Yujun fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood and tilted his head and fainted.
"Jiang Huaiyu!" Qinglian rushed into the other courtyard and saw Lord Lingyu who was haunted by demonic energy. He formed a seal with his hands and cast a heart-purifying spell.
Ling Yujun's handsome face is covered with strange purple-red patterns. The patterns seem to have magical power. One look at them can bring back the craziest, most terrifying, and least wanted past in my heart.
A green aura shrouded Mr. Lingyu, and he roared like a beast and knelt on the ground in pain.
Wen Yi raised his eyes and saw a familiar figure floating in the air, and said with his spiritual consciousness: "Did you do it?"
There was no expression on Shen Yu's stern face. He floated to Wen Yi's side, his silver hair flying and his eyes cold: "No."
As soon as he arrived at Jian Zong's station and before he took action, Lord Ling Yu went crazy.
This demonic energy was really weird, and he couldn't tell what kind of monster it was.