The five elements technique penetrates all directions.
A few days ago, the strange insects and beasts and ferocious monsters who escaped from the depths of the swamp formed a tide of insects, attacking all living beings wantonly, including other monsters living in this world for thousands of years.
Fierce insects and poisonous snakes can be seen everywhere.
The mosquito-sized insect tide passed through the border, and the lush thousand-year-old trees suddenly became bare.
Gu Yusheng inspired that the ancient door was being opened, and at the same time, the practitioners of the demon clan were gathering quickly.
All parts of the forest, practitioners of the two tribes can be seen fighting each other with their lives at any time.
Mountain canyon.
More than a dozen human cultivators are joining forces to deal with two demon cultivators. All demon cultivators have seven-level cultivation, and the human cultivators have the highest cultivation level, and the person with the highest cultivation level has returned to the same level.
Although human practitioners have an absolute advantage in numbers, the gap in strength between the two sides is too large.
In addition, the two demon cultivators are the pig ibibe and the blue lizard demon. One is extremely powerful in body, while the other is very good at disguising and attacking.
Several practitioners have fallen in the canyon in a pool of blood.
Obviously, at the beginning, there were about twenty human practitioners, but unfortunately several of them were killed.
The sword light and the hair needle are flying, and the magic methods are emerging one after another. More than a dozen people join forces, but they are no match for the Pig and Erichi Cultivator.
Gu Yusheng naturally would not deliberately interfere in such a fight.
But when his spiritual consciousness accidentally swept across these human practitioners, his brows frowned slightly.
In the canyon, there is a young sword cultivator who is already in the same realm. Among these people, his strength is top-notch, but in front of the two major seven-level demon cultivators, he seems to be in a mess. Despite this, this person can always be at the critical moment.
Always avoid danger and take care of others.
Obviously, there is already a trend in the practice of swordsmanship.
This young sword cultivator.
Gu Yusheng met him.
Bamboo green.
The personal disciple of Xuan Jizi, the head of Qingyun Sect.
Because he witnessed Xuan Jizi's death in Gu Yusheng's hands, and the Qingyun Sect's changes made him feel disheartened, and he resolutely withdrew from Qingyun Sect, traveled around the world, and became a casual cultivator.
"Sister, be careful!"
Gu Yusheng's heart was slight rippling.
But Zhu Qing shouted anxiously.
I saw the blue lizard, who was good at attacking, appearing like a ghost behind Zhu Yun, who only had the cultivation level of the Five Realms of Hedao Realm.
Zhu Qing wants to rescue him.
But he was entangled by the pig mantis and couldn't get rid of it.
"Hey, little girl, the meat is so tender!"
The blue lizard rolled up its long tongue and wrapped the bamboo rhyme tightly. He deliberately did not swallow it in one mouthful, just to wait for Zhu Qing to come back to rescue.
"Don't hurt my sister!"
Zhu Qing was anxious and turned around resolutely holding the Qingquan sword in his hand.
The hard steel hair of the pig mane pierced from behind him, and he ignored it, his eyes full of despair and begging.
The blue lizard raised the bamboo rhyme with its long tongue, opened its bloody mouth, and was about to swallow it.
Zhuqing's eyes were bloodshot.
He ran, staggeringly, and closed his eyes in despair.
puff!
Fanatic blood splattered on his cheek.
Zhu Qing's eyes widened and his face seemed as if he was dead.
The tightly held sword fell to the ground, shaking and trembling.
Zhu Qing's eyes were already intertwined with blood and hot tears.
"younger sister!"
Zhu Qing lowered his hands weakly, his voice low and hoarse.
"elder brother."
The sound of bamboo rhyme trembled.
Zhu Qing opened her eyes in disbelief and looked forward.
His sister Zhu Yun was not far away, covered in demon blood.
Behind her was a boy in white.
“Gu…gu…”
The moment Zhu Qing recognized Gu Yusheng, he instinctively wanted to call Junior Brother Gu as kindly as before, but he couldn't.
Because he witnessed Gu Yusheng's sword with his own eyes, he killed the most respected master Xuan Jizi in his life.
"Yes... it's you."
Zhu Qing's complexion was complex.
Zhu Yun turned around and looked at Gu Yusheng with a complicated face. She was a disciple of Qixiufang. She had seen Gu Yusheng at the Qingyun Sect Competition, but she didn't expect that in a year, things were already human.
No.
"Junior Brother Gu..."
Other practitioners saw that Gu Yusheng's eyes were strange and exclaimed.
Most of these people are practitioners from Qingpingzhou.
Gu Yusheng did not greet the Zhu brothers and sisters.
He stepped forward and looked at the powerful demon cultivator.
"I know you, you killed my clan brother in Qingpingzhou!"
The demon cultivator grinned and his body suddenly grew bigger, revealing his true body. Countless steel needles shot towards Gu Yusheng.
"Flash."
Zhu Qing's face was pale and gritted her teeth to remind Gu Yusheng.
His heart is so complicated.
He wanted to seek justice for Xuan Jizi, but he was unwilling to have Gu Yu die at the hands of the demon cultivator.
Gu Yusheng did not pull out the sword in the box.
Because it is not necessary.
He raised his hand and pointed to the sword.
An invisible sword energy passed through thousands of steel-haired needles, slashing the seventh-level demon cultivator in half, and his huge body fell down with a loud bang.
Thousands of steel hair needles formed a sword wall on the sleeves that Gu Yusheng swung, making a crisp sound of rain on the blue tiles, falling all over the ground.
The red demon blood in the sky and the blue demon blood seeping out of the blue lizard demon body form a strange picture in the valley.
The whole place was silent.
After a brief silence, there was a sigh of sigh.
Gu Yusheng turned his head, his eyes fell on Zhu Qing, and he looked at Zhu Yun, who looked at the slightly delicate Zhu Yun. There was a bit of remembrance on his face-
Once riding a horse through the Qingping wilderness west of Sifang City. When the ghost curse seal in her body was in a downturn, the old man guarding the peach tree had warmed the yellow wine, the remaining wine warmed the body, and the aging fragrance of the wine was still
Remaining in the throat.
The old man who was waiting for his children to return safely was buried under that peach tree.
It’s a pity that the world is always there, and the world destroys people’s old age.
Gu Yusheng silently picked the spiritual gourd around his waist, took a sip of wine, threw a bottle of elixir to Zhu Yun, and then took out a sword with a floating spirit from the spiritual gourd and threw it to Zhu Yun.
"Sister Zhuyun, it's dangerous here. Go back earlier. If you go back late, you will miss the peach blossoms for the next year."
After Gu Yusheng said that, he fled far away, leaving only a white shadow of a sword rainbow.
Zhu Yun looked dull, and suddenly heard Zhu Qing coughing and woke up suddenly.
She quickly squatted forward and found that Zhu Qing had just suffered a blow in the back to save him and was seriously injured.
"elder brother!"
"I...I'm fine..."
Blood was overflowing from the corner of Zhu Qing's mouth.
Zhu Yun hurriedly searched for the medicine to cure the injury, but she couldn't find the right one. At this time, she opened the bottle of pills that Gu Yusheng gave him in a daze, and a refreshing fragrance of medicine filled the air.
Take out a piece of Zhuyun and hand it to Zhuqing's mouth.
Zhu Qing shook her head slightly and refused resolutely.
Seeing this, Zhu Yun gritted her teeth and said, "Brother, don't you want to go back alive and worship at your father's grave?"
Zhu Qing looked shocked and took the pills given by Zhu Yun. He stared at the direction where Gu Yusheng had just left, sighed with regret: "In this life, I'm afraid I will never be able to catch up with Gu... Junior Brother Gu, talk about it
Why take revenge?"
"Brother, in fact, deep down you still don't want to believe that is the fact, right?" Zhu Yun's expression was sad, "Junior Brother Gu saved us. He could clearly explain this matter clearly, but he didn't mention a single word.
, This shows that Junior Brother Gu has no regrets. Brother, you are the one who is in the prime minister, just like his father back then... Is the sure thing that must be the truth?"
"I...ah..."
Zhu Qing held the Qingquan sword in his hand, and his mind was depressed.
"There is no Qingyun Sect in Qingpingzhou."
"There is no junior brother Gu in Qingyun Sect anymore."
Other practitioners who survived the disaster surrounded him silently.
One person asked, "Fellow Daoist Zhu, is Junior Brother Gu who you just mentioned, the fifteenth Mr. Holy Academy? His age is younger than us, but his sword is more than ten thousand mountains than us. Such a genius, Qingyun
Why couldn’t the door be kept?”
Zhuqing is silenced.
He stood up and said, "Sister, go home."
Zhu Yun supported Zhu Qing and prepared to leave the remains of the sword tomb.
After walking for a while, Zhu Yun looked back at the sky. The clouds stained with demon blood were extremely beautiful. She suddenly felt sad and thought to herself: We can still go home, but Junior Brother Gu, does he have home to go back?
She turned around and wanted to chase the figure, but saw a beautiful figure floating north in the sky.
That beautiful figure.
It made Zhu Yun a little stunned.
Isn’t that Miss Mo, the junior brother Gu, who is thinking about?
Thoughts and thoughts are hidden.
The beautiful figure has followed Junior Brother Gu's direction.