Nan Mi grabbed the immortal spring spirit liquid and said, "Don't think that you can bribe me with this little benefit."
Chen Shui bowed at the right time and said: "Senior is a man of great righteousness, and this small bottle of spiritual liquid is just a little bit of filial piety from this junior.
In the future, the seniors will be dispatched. As long as it does not violate morality, the juniors will obey the dispatches."
In today's battle at Youshi, thanks to Nanmi's warning in front of him, the invisible Shadow Demon did not succeed in his sneak attack.
She is a demon and can best sense the hidden location of the shadow demon, so Chen Shui and several transformed gods quietly moved the trap she was in to the edge of the barrier during a truce in the middle.
Nan Mi glared at him fiercely, then went back to his residence in the trap.
This made Zi Yong, who came to train with his junior brother, let out a long sigh: "It seems that Senior Nan Mi likes Qian Ji Wu in the trapped formation."
Chen Shui smiled and said: "It is complete with mountains, rivers, insects, birds, spiritual flowers and spiritual fruits. Elder Yuan Chu specially brought it from the alliance secret treasury."
Ziyong: "It turns out that the elders had planned it long ago. It's strange that this senior Nan can stay in Jiyuan."
"The most important thing is that there is some demonic energy down here, which is conducive to her cultivation." Chen Shui believed that if it weren't for the pure demonic energy that floated out from the bottom of the abyss from time to time, Nan Mi would have found an opportunity to run away.
She is not the Ghost King Zhishu, and her cultivation has not been damaged.
Ziyong nodded lightly, and just as he was about to talk to his junior brother about Uncle Yiquan's injury, he suddenly felt uneasy.
He quickly counted with the five fingers of his right hand, and Chen Shui noticed something was wrong, "Senior brother?"
The more Zi Yong pinched his fingers, the more irritable he became. He suddenly became unsteady and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Chen Shui waved his sleeves to protect the person within his barrier: "Senior brother?"
Ziyong stopped the deduction and said: "It's Xia Jian, there is still Leshi."
Chen Shui's expression changed drastically. Something happened to two of his senior disciples at the same time? He quickly helped Zi Yong back to his room and wanted to contact the sect.
…
At the same moment, Ao Xian, who was so bored that he was wandering around Xuanxiang Peak, saw Elder Jiedan who was guarding Yangshen Hall flying towards Taiyi Hall with a crooked escape light.
It whizzed towards the Yangshen Hall, but it didn't expect that it could enter through the door that usually allowed it to enter.
The little guy knew something was going on, but he was locked up by Chang Ju for a long time, and he felt suffocated in his heart: "Do you know who this king is?
I am the direct descendant of Xiang Zhunfeng, and my ancestors and masters are both Transformation Star Lords."
The little Taoist boy of Qi Refining said nervously: "Little Dragon King, the sect master personally ordered that no one can come in or out in the near future except for her and the guarding elders.
You, please don’t embarrass this disciple."
Ao Xian groaned twice, and when the dragon's claw was about to touch the young monk's forehead to scare him, he felt a chill behind him.
It looked back and saw that it was Zhang Hezhenjun who was tapping his dragon tail: "Ao Xian, don't make trouble here, my uncle has asked for your help."
"I'm very happy, uncle, shall we go to Lingquan Peak?" Finally, we don't have to stay at Xuanxiang Peak to count ants.
"Me, me, me, I want to go too." The little tiger king, who was lying on Zhang He's shoulders and eating dried meat, was not willing to be lonely. It was really not fun at Xuanxiang Peak. The disciples here were all average and not as fun as the outer peak.
Ao Xian took away its Little Qiankun food box: "Stop eating it, you have gained dozens of kilograms."
"How can there be? Uncle Master can testify." Zhui Feng said loudly, but he didn't dare to take the food away from the Little Dragon King.
Zhang He ignored the bickering between the two, grabbed Ao Xian and said: "If you don't go to Lingquan Peak, we will go out to do the mission."
The two little ones stopped fighting immediately and said excitedly at the same time: "What mission?"
Zhang and Yu Jian flew far away before the two little ones sent word: "Search and rescue Le Shi and Xia Jian.
The two of them successively set off fireworks for help at the same place. Of the more than 30 people from the sect who rushed to the rescue, none of them survived.
The alliance monks who were on the same team as Xia Jian also died one after another."
"Si!" The two little ones gasped. This was definitely a big event. Ao Xian was the first to react: "Senior Brother Leshi is guarding Senior Brother Zhan in the free underworld to pay off his debts, and Senior Sister Xia Jian is tracking down Linxian Tower.
How did they meet?"
Zhang He: "I also want to know, so we are going to the ice lake where the two of them last appeared to search."
"Ice lake?"
"Um."
…
The ice lake was close to the upstream ice field. Xia Jian wrapped all the thick woolen robes she had on her senior brother.
However, Leshi's body temperature continued to drop, and the half-inch sword mark on the wound was still unable to heal.
He tried his best to open his eyes and said: "Junior sister, listen to me, you leave first, I will take the lead."
Xia Jian shook her head repeatedly: "Brother, I won't leave.
If I am here, my ancestor will not kill you all, but if I leave, he will definitely kill you."
As soon as she finished speaking, there were sounds of whooshing nearby again, "It's those corpse cultivators, they're here."
Leshi forcibly reversed the spiritual veins and swallowed an anti-spiritual pill: "We can't let our fellow disciples die uneasy. Let's fight!"
Layers of cold mist emitted from his body, and he threw down several layers of thick light robes to Xia Jian. The two of them took the initiative to exit the underground ice cave and faced the besieging Danjie realm bronze corpses.
Le Shi and Xia Jian both used swords, and the moment they flew out, they formed the Liang Yi Cloud Piercing Formation.
Behind dozens of iron-clad bronze corpses, a man wrapped in a big fur cloak said: "You two, please stop struggling pointlessly."
With a wave of his hand, dozens more corpse puppets appeared, and their realms had all reached the early stage of pill formation.
"Don't you think you want to be like them and become a member of my zombie army?"
"Xia Yun, you actually made a corpse puppet out of the body of my sect member!" Xia Jian slashed the fabric from her cuffs with two swords, and threw it out with all her strength: "Today, I, Xia Jian, am severing ties with you. You are no longer my Xia Jian."
Ancestor of the family."
Ancestor Xia suddenly took off his hat, revealing his rich face: "Xia Jian, where are your rules?
Taiyi Sect will teach you to point your sword at your relatives and call your ancestors by their names?
Do you know that without my operation over the years, our Xia family in Guanhai City would have been eaten alive by all parties?"
"Are you worthy of being my junior sister's ancestor?" Leshi shot out a sword energy, and in an instant, snowflakes filled the sky like arrows and shot towards Xia Yun, the ancestor of the Xia family.
Xia Yun easily resolved it with a fire dragon: "You have no role to speak here. I will kill you first, and my proud daughter will return home with me."
His fire dragon swiftly passed through the corpses and charged straight towards Leshi.
When Xia Jian's senior brother's ice sword was slashing at the fire dragon, he also struck the dragon's body from the other direction.
The Yuanhou monks were skilled in magic, and the two of them were fighting with the fire dragon for a while. Because Xia Yun's main target of attack was Leshi, every time he used his ice spiritual power, he was repeatedly rushed away by the fire dragon.
Seeing the wounds on her senior brother's body increasing, Xia Jian glanced at Xia Yun hatefully, and the man and his sword hit the fire dragon's head straight away.
"Junior sister!"
"Xia Jian!"
After all, Le Shi was not as fast as Xia Yun. Xia Yun rushed over like a ghost, swiping away the fire dragon and holding Xia Jian up as she fell into the air.
However, Xia Jian, who was hit and covered in flames, tilted her figure in the air. The spiritual sword stretched out and wrapped around senior brother Leshi like a white silk ribbon. The teleportation talisman in her sleeves was also activated at the same time.
In just a blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared in front of Xia Yun.