Suddenly, the crying of the little drought and the sound of the double-faced man trumpet and the sound of the cat demon beating the drums stopped at the same time.

"Secret Realm!"

Gu Yangguan rubbed his hands, not worried about the situation at all. The secret realm means opportunities, magical artifacts, and mental methods.

The Jinwu Guard moved closer to Ningchang'an to form an arc-shaped defensive array.

The vicissitudes of vicissitudes were still rising into the sky, and the water waves on the right side of the team rippled like water waves, and then a whirlpool with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared.

It is not a whirlpool or an underground river gushing, just like a whirlpool formed by the stirring of soil and expanding at an extreme speed.

"Get out!"

Ning Chang'an has no idea of ​​exploring the secret realm. Red Moon Market, the earthly realm, and Tianjun Ancient City secret realm that needs to be entered in more than ten days, I have been busy shuttled or preparing to shuttle all month. I don't catch a cold!

Moreover, the scene of the ground becoming a whirlpool made Ning Changan instinctively feel the danger.

Jinwu Guard and Ning Chang'an, Ximen Qiushui, Jiangnan and others retreated.

"Let's go!" Ning Chang'an spoke by passing by Murong Changqing.

"No!" Murong Changqing waved.

The monk is in the Vajra Realm of Buddhism, and Luohezhou will not really pick his sword and tear him to face him.

That is, it is a secret realm, and it is naturally a place of ruins or a temple left by a sect. It would be strange if you give it away!

Su Po, who was close to the direction of the vortex, had already danced and flew up.

Following the spread of the vortex and the breath, the mellow and irresistible adsorption power spread throughout the air.

Su Po flew up, and the White Bone Demon suspended his feet from the ground in the air, followed by several big monsters beside him.

Ning Chang'an's eyes felt the changes around him."

Jinwu Guard enters the Shili Slope scene, Ning Chang'an is flying in the flowing light.

Ximen Qiushui, who was close to the divine movement talisman, also turned into streams of light in the south of the Yangtze River. The speed of the little drought is not inferior to Ximen Qiushui, who was attached to the divine movement talisman. The red figure swept past and tightly embellished Ning Chang'an.

"Get out!" The Taoist priest beside Murong Changqing looked solemn.

In front of Ning Chang'an, the vicissitudes of vicissitudes spread deep in the sky, and the reverse air cover fell.

The air hood was formed dozens of feet away in front of Ning Chang'an at the same time.

With a "kneel" sound, the sword energy of the Eighteen Pans climbed to its peak and then became a breakthrough. The sword intent of the "Breaking Array" that was omnipotent, a sword energy tornado that was as bright as a magnificent sun attacked the falling air shield against the ground.

The sword energy tornado collided with the air shield, and the sword energy as thin as a fence splashed everywhere, and the air shield landed unaffectedly.

Behind Ning Chang'an, Murong Changqing, Cat Demon Chuyi, Tengshe Fifteen, Luohezhou, Guyangguan, Liu Sheng and others flew up one after another and were absorbed and spread to the vortex that had spread dozens of feet to the vortex.

The next moment, Ximen Qiushui flew up in Jiangnan, and then Ning Chang'an. Xiao Hanba hugged Ning Chang'an's thighs tightly!

The monk soared up and slapped his big hand print towards the air cover.

A "buzzing" sound in the air formed a whirlpool of air that spread out several meters in diameter, and the monk fell to the ground.

A hundred miles southeast of Taibai Mountain.

Meng Po saw the vicissitudes of vicissitudes rising into the sky in the direction of Taibai Mountain, and her face changed and she twisted her waist and flew towards Taibai Mountain.

Two other figures flew out in the area dozens of miles away.

Meng Po always moves around Ning Chang'an.

At midnight, Meng Po and Hei Mao noticed that someone was adorning Ning Chang'an.

One person and one cat approached silently, and found four sword cultivators in circles in the night.

The kind of flying sword is like flying.

I really can't catch up.

Taibai Mountain highlights a strange phenomenon, and Meng Po gave up and turned back.

Deep in the night, Jin Duannian, one of the five scattered people in Jianhu Palace, Sima Xuanyi had a black face, watching the man and woman walking on the flying sword and breaking through the air.

Jianhu Palace was invited by Li Xiangbai to establish a temple in the capital. Jin Duanming, among the five scattered people, Sima Xuanyi entered Luoshang.

Li Xiangbai was humble, but Jianhu Palace did not have a clear choice to support the second prince. It was not until Li Chaoge's soul dissipated and unconscious, and the Prime Minister Zhao Shizhong and others supported the second prince. Jianhu Palace just stood on Li Xiangbai's side.

Under Li Xiangbai's instructions, Jin Duan Nian, Sima Xuanyi left the capital and stepped on a flying sword and headed straight for Pingliang County.

A very flexible task, monitoring Ning Chang'an.

Before he could reach Ning Chang'an, Jin Duannian, Sima Xuanyi encountered Chen Chuci and his wife in Yongxue Mountain Villa.

Pure sword cultivator, a top-notch person in the extraordinary realm, has a long and domineering aura.

Without a fight, the four of them flew around with swords and chased each other a hundred miles northeast of Taibai Mountain.

It all happened together by chance.

Chen Chuci, who was active in the snowy villa outside, Liu Yangmei and his wife regarded the sword cultivator of Jianhu Palace as the person from Zhenhailou. Jin Duannian, and Sima Xuanyi thought about the information provided by Li Xiangbai. Ning Chang'an was protected by the masters of the extraordinary realm.

As a result, the four of them attracted Meng Po out.

Meng Po's black cat retreated first, but Chen Chuci, who was stepping on the flying sword, Liu Yangmei was faster.

Under Taibai Mountain;

The air mask as thin as a cicada's wings turned down from the deepest part of the night in the sky, covering the area more than ten miles.

The rainbow came, Chen Chuci and Liu Yangmei entered the Qimao. Jin Duannian from Jianhu Palace, Sima Xuanyi took a step slower, and the Qimao had fallen down tightly.

The vortexes appearing on the earth are still spreading, and there is a bright light blooming in the depths of the vortex.

A bright long sword as bright as snow appeared in the sky with a shocking visual effect like a meteor slashing through the sky.

Then the second, the third...

After one after another, seven flying swords were suspended in the sky in the sky.

The sword was facing down, and the sword body trembled slightly.

The ghostly figures were solid in the night, and Meng Po and the black cat appeared outside the air mask.

The black cat felt the danger and arched all over his body and furred.

"It's very dangerous, please withdraw!" The black cat spoke.

Meng Po also felt her feet weak.

The flying sword always makes Meng Po feel a sense of oppression, very similar to the oppression and suffocation brought by the face above the Red Moon Market.

Meng Po suddenly missed the Red Moon Market a little.

The market is not as lively as the world outside, with delicious food, fun, mountains, water and scenery, but danger is really everywhere.

Chen Chuci and Liu Yangmei were absorbed by the traction force born from the whirlpool and were unstable.

The monks and Taoist priests below the two were several feet above the ground but were slowly falling.

Chen Chuci and Liu Yangmei's eyes were on the seven flying swords above her head.

Yongxue Mountain Villa has been passed down from generation to generation in the north. The two people know all kinds of rhetoric about Taibai Mountain and its Wuliang Palace far more detailed than the words Ximen Qiushui got from the Mingjingsi file.

Liu Yangmei's round face was shocked and said in disbelief: "Is it the little Zhuxian Formation of Wuliang Palace?"

"I'm afraid that's the case!"

"So there is really a Zhuxian Formation!" Liu Yangmei said to herself.

Just as Liu Yangmei sighed, the sky was bright and the vast starry sky was filled with majestic aura.

The four flying swords made clear sounds, and there was a crackling sound deep in the night. Then the condensed sword energy injected into the four flying swords with the momentum of a river. The four swords broke through the air and flew towards Meng Po, Jin Duannian and others with an unstoppable power as if they were broken into the dam.

"Run!"

The black cat screamed and turned his head like flying away.

Before the flying sword arrived, the wind and thunder exploded in the low altitude, and then the sword energy swept through the sky like a fight.

Meng Po, Jin Duannian, Sima Xuanyi retreated more than ten miles.

Chen Chuci, who was in the air mask, sighed, "I have been practicing swords for a lifetime, and today I have opened my eyes."

Below the line of sight, the monk and Taoist priest had already penetrated into the whirlpool that spread underground.

Liu Yangmei's body was also falling. Chen Chuci took a step in the void and held Liu Yangmei's left hand.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Chen Chuci and Liu Yangmei sank into the whirlpool on the ground, and Meng Po and others retreated more than ten miles outside the air cover.

The air shield that was pressed against the ground disappeared, and the moment the vortex disappeared, the seven flying swords disappeared, and everything returned to its original state.

The black cat squatting on the hill was still scared.

I never thought that there would be such a terrifying scene in the world, so it would be better for the Ninth Palace.

"What should I do!" the black cat asked.

"What should I do?" Meng Po, who was talking to herself, didn't know that she couldn't go to Hongyue Market to find out about the old Taoist. Besides, she couldn't get in.
Chapter completed!