Chapter 410

Shuh!

A black rainbow swept across the sky and fell into the hands of Fengyun Wuji. A wisp of light burst out of Fengyun Wuji's eyes, and soon faded and gradually became calm. The sky was gloomy, and the drizzling rain gradually sprinkled down from the sky, making the gentle dripping sound, making the mountains and fields more

Fengyun Wuji's heart was calm, gently wiping away the sticky blood beads on the fifth sword gallbladder. Fengyun Wuji closed his eyes, and the results of this period of war echoed in his mind: I can't remember how many demons tried to break through the space. The change of the temple, as expected, made many demons lurking in ancient times suspicious, and then became panicked and tried to break through the air and leave. These just hit their own plan, so Those who tried to break through the space were killed one by one without exception.

The orain of the War Emperor has long been told to the world, and the Sword Domain has just announced the same position as at this time. The alliance between the War clan and the Sword Domain has been confirmed.

The combination of the two top forces of Taigu. Under such a strong force, even the arrogant Wang Yangzun has to accept the fact that many people have smelled an unusual atmosphere from the combination of the two domains, but no one knows what the union of the two sides has to do with the broken void.

The rainy night was long. When the light wind blew, the rain also floated obliquely. In the sound of the rain, a clear sound of footsteps floated from far and near.

Ding!

A gold medal was gently thrown down, and the card was half in the mud.

"You're here," Fengyun Wuji opened his eyes and glanced at the token. In my memory, this is the second time he has seen this token.

"Yes, I'm coming," the voice was a little old. He gently pulled the hem and sat down beside Fengyun Wuji.

"Sure enough, as I expected!" Feng Yun Wuji said indifferently, leaned slightly, picked up the token thrown into the mud by the comer, and turned it over. On the back, there is an ancient seal engraved with the word 'saint'.

"They already knew. Now you are beyond their control. That's why I thought of me again... If it had been in the past, I would have been happy to do so," the old man with a swordsman sat on the floor, quietly looking at the distant mountain in front of him, and went to the radiant face. But with some anxiety and haggardness.

"Wuji, your martial arts have grown rapidly, far beyond my expectations," the old swordsman said with concern: "However, the position of the temple is deep-rooted, and it is not something you can challenge. Listen to me, let's obey the meaning of the temple.

"There are some things that you don't understand yet. This is not what I want to challenge the status of the temple at all," Fengyun Wuji said calmly, "Tell me, where is he waiting for me?"

Alas! Jian sighed, turned his head, looked at Fengyun Wuji, and replied, "Sword Domain! ..."

Almost at the same time as the sword infatuation, Fengyun Wuji rose up, stepped forward with his right foot, turned into a light wind, and disappeared without a trace... Sword Domain, under the drizzle, the shadow plate sat under the Sword Pavilion, from near to far, obviously divided into three batches, and under the cliff of the Sword Pavilion Looking at the dense words on the thousand-foot-high cliff, there was a crazy expression on his face, as if he had been intoxicated.

On the cliff, a man with three ps of green whiskers under his chin and a cyan robe, stood with his hands on his hands behind his face and stood quietly on the edge of the cliff. The man remained motionless. Looking from afar, he had a sense of illusion, as if he was integrated with the cliff

His eyes swept over the more and more warriors gathered under the cliff. On the cliff, the man's face was iron-blue, and he changed from time to time. Behind him were six old men who were all white. The six old men sat cross-legged, just in a circle, looking at the nose, nose and heart, but they were motionless The breath has not been leaked. Not far away, he stood still on one side, but he did not dare to move.

A light wind came from under the cliff, and several people on the mountain opened their eyes and threw into the middle of the mountain.

"Fengyun Wuji, your martial arts skills are getting higher and higher, and your airs are getting bigger and bigger!" On the top of the mountain, the long-haired shawl, with a trace of feminine man with a majestic face, said coldly to the mountainside.

Fengyun Wuji looked up at the top of the mountain, said nothing, and slowly walked to the top of the cliff.

When he walked to the cliff, he was not far away from the man. His eyes condensed, and Feng Yun Wuji said coldly, "I'm big or not. What does it matter to you? Where did the wild animals come from? Dare to come to the sword field!"

The six white-haired old men on the ground opened their eyes together. The momentum suddenly soared, and the hair was open, and an invisible breath had pressed on Fengyun Wuji's shoulders.

Fengyun Wuji gently slid to the side, and his shoulders moved slightly. The six old men felt slightly shaken all over. The divine consciousness locked in this person had been shaken. The powerful momentum was lost its goal and suddenly shocked. They all hummed, and their bodies shook slightly. They were surprised in their eyes. Everyone knew that they underestimated The sword god who is not a million years old.

"Good, good!" The leading man smiled angrily and said, "You are so bad that even the elders dare to resist!"

After saying that, the palm of his hand was open, and the surrounding space instantly collapsed into the palm of his hand, and an invisible force had already bombarded the chest of Fengyun Wuji.

Fengyun Wuji raised his eyebrows and said nothing. He stepped forward step by step, lifted his right hand out of his sleeve like electricity, and joined the man's palms heavily.

Touch!

With a muffled sound, black disorderly black silk shot out from between the palms of the two people's hands, and the scattered black disorder diffused along the arc for a distance. Suddenly, from the end of the end, the whole thing burned, and the black flame wrapped the two people. In the black flame, the man's face changed slightly and snorted angrily. The black flame instantly turned into a piece of black ice, sealing Fengyun Wuji into it.

Chop!!

With bursts of crisp noise, the ice cubes on the surface of Fengyun Wuji's body were wrapped in layers at an alarming speed. With a sneer, the man slapped the heart of lightning like lightning.

Touch!

When the palm was only three feet away from the wind and clouds, there was a loud noise and the ice broke. Countless broken ice shot out of Fengyun Wuji's body. In the ice, a white and slender palm once again met the temple man's palm.

Touch!

The palms crossed, and the man snorted and clearly looked at the smashing of the wide right sleeve from the palm to the shoulder layer by layer. Pieces of nail-wide rags formed a vortex, like butterflies, sprinkled down from the cliff one after another, like a shower in the air.

sneer!!

Under the long sleeves, the man's whole ** arm was covered with fine sword marks. The mottled wistreak of blood red sword marks were like a net and covered the whole arm for a moment. Blood beads surged wildly, and a drop of blood had converged to the wrist. It's so stringy.

The man felt ashamed, his face flushed, snorted angrily, and an invisible field expanded. Almost at the same time, Fengyun Wuji also expanded the field of the sword in his body at the same time.

Boom!

Two faint arcs collided with each other, with a loud noise. At the feet of the two people, half of the sword cliff collapsed, and countless achievements were suddenly destroyed. These changes finally woke up under the cliff to observe the esoteric martial artists, and their eyes turned to the top of the cliff.

Boom!

The field collided. Both of them retreated dozens of feet to the rear shock. The field did not expand much, and the power was not all obvious. Therefore, although the two were shaken by each other, they were not seriously injured.

The two suddenly separated, immediately turned into lightning, dragged out two straight shadows in the air, and hit each other heavily...

Rumble!

The sky and the earth shook violently, and a raging force expanded from the air. The next moment, Feng Yun Wuji and the man disappeared.

Ah!

Six old men with white hair and white beard were shocked. They stood up from the ground and looked up at an expanding black hole in the clouds of the sky...

In the distant mountains and rivers, a green-shirted man looked at the direction of the sword range from afar, with a smug smile on his face. He casually broke through the space and stepped inward. Unexpectedly, as soon as his body was half in, he stiffened.

In the four directions, the five completely different swords were blazing. The man in a green-shirt was half stuck in the space passage, motionless, allowing the shadows of the four Mengmeng swords to gently pass by and turn into eight and a half. Falling to the ground, the five swords in the four directions rushed to the sky,

Above the Sword Pavilion, a figure shot out of the void. He fell on the cliff and staggered back a few steps. His face was quite embarrassed. not far away, Feng Yun Wuji broke through the space and gently floated on the cliff. His clothes had already been broken and his body was blood-stained. Although he was also a little embarrassed Much better.

"Feng Yun Wuji, this seat and the temple have put you up to your current position. I didn't expect you to repay your kindness. Why don't you want to disobey the temple?" The man suffered a little loss, and his face turned pale. A group of white-bearded elders quickly greeted him and shouted with one voice.

Fengyun Wuji wrinkled his head slightly: "Temple? Who the hell are you? Do you dare to go wild in my sword field?"

"Bold, no taboo, do you know who the person in front of you is?" A white-bearded elder shouted and scolded.

"This is one of the controllers of the temple, Lord Qiyao. How dare you take action against the controller. How dare you?" The elder on the other side was also angry.

"Controlling?" Fengyun Wuji thought for a moment, and then made a sudden look: "It turns out that the controller is coming to the sword field. Wuji doesn't know, and he forgets that there are a lot of controllers. Don't be surprised."

"Humph!" Qi Yao, who controlled the temple, snorted coldly and stared at Fengyun Wuji fiercely. He didn't know anything about it. Fengyun Wuji clearly knew that he was the high-level of the temple. He came up without saying a word or asking. After thinking about it afterwards, he did it on purpose. The purpose was undoubtedly to be frustrated.

"What a storm, I underestimate you... In just hundreds of thousands of years, your understanding of the rules has reached such a level... I can't even deal with you!" Qi Yao hated his teeth itchy, but Fengyun Wuji held him with words, and it was reasonable to find an excuse, which made him unable to get angry.

"Fengyun Wuji, do you know the sin?" Qi Yao shouted coldly.

"I don't know, please make it clear to the controller," Fengyun Wuji said indifferently, but it looked like Mount Tai collapsed without changing color.

Qiyao casually pointed to the half-collapse cliff and said in a low voice, "How dare you quibble?! Do you know that it is against the temple strategy that you privately spread the ancient martial arts? Ancient martial arts is the advantage of our human race against the demon clan. If it is taken away by the demon clan, won't our human race never turn over?!!"

"Is that what the controller said?" Fengyun Wuji said, "If the demon clan sneaks into the sword field, it can't be hidden from my eyes. What's more, brother, these martial arts are also applicable to our human race. The demon clan's body is different from our clan. Even if you can go, it is difficult to achieve great success."

"Good! You can argue, "Qiyao is stuck in the chest. I had to exhale again and turn my mind. Xuan shouted again, "What order did you issue with the war emperor to prohibit everyone from breaking the void? I'm here to ask you. Who gave you the privilege to give orders on behalf of the temple? Could it be that you want to replace it and overturn the temple? How ambitious are you?"

As soon as Qiyao said this, everyone was shocked. The six elders looked at each other and then looked at Qiyao. Stop talking. If you want to say anything.

Fengyun Wuji bowed slightly and said lightly, "In this situation, there is a reason, and Wuji does not dare to neglect it. Only then did he take advantage of the power of the War Emperor to make this ban. If the master of the controller has to blame, just admit it.

Let's talk about it. As soon as he arched his hand, his right hand took advantage of the opportunity to draw slightly, and a very narrow space fold crossed from the side of his body, like a wisp of halo, flashing away. However, on the ground, there was an extra corpse of two pieces, the pointed curved horns, a variety of black hairs, and long cow hair

Six elders and the controller Qiyao glanced at the body of the demon clan, all of which were wrinkled.

Soon, Qiyao's eyebrows stretched out and smashed the body of the demon clan into pieces with one palm. At the same time, he said in a negative voice, "A demon clan that is not at the level of a demon god is also worth making such a fuss? This kind of demon clan, even if I am too old, what can I do? It's not worth mentioning at all.

"Oh? I don't know, what if a demon clan sneaks into the ancient and noble temple?

As soon as Fengyun Wuji said this, the people in the temple were shocked all over. Then Qiyao reacted and said angrily, "Be bold, Fengyun Wuji, do you know what you are talking about? Do you dare to doubt the status of the temple? The temple is the first place of the four supremes. Do you have any objection to the four supremes?

"Wuji dare not. I'm just guessing this possibility. Is it possible that the controller thinks it's impossible?" Feng Yun Wuji raised his head.

The six elders looked at each other, and finally one of the elders turned to the controller Qiyao and said, "There is a hidden demon clan in the demon world. This clan is exactly the same as the soul fluctuation. If they sneak into Taigu, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to identify them."

"So, is it possible?" Fengyun Wuji immediately said, and at the same time, he wrote down these three words 'Hidden Demon Clan' in his heart.

"How can the temple be infiltrated by the demon clan!" Qi Yao said unhappily.

"This is very important, and we have to be careful," Fengyun Wuji said calmly, "There are all kinds of signs that show that the demon clan has begun to invade Taigu on a large scale, and we have to be careful. If the hidden demon clan really sneaks in and sneaks into the temple, then the relationship between China will be great."

The six elders seemed to think of something, with a heavy look on their faces: "Fengyun Wuji, what you said is the truth, where did you know the news? May be confirmed?"

"During the period of the temple news, Wuji inadvertently caught a demon clan, searched the method of God, searched its brain domain, and found the plot of the demon clan."

On one side, Chi Woe raised his eyebrows slightly, took a look at Feng Yun Wuji, and showed a thoughtful look in his eyes: "Why didn't the master say the truth, is it..."

"A little demon clan, why not talk about it? There is no taboo in the wind and clouds. You are too catch the wind and catch the shadow."

"I hope so," Fengyun Wuji said coldly, "I don't know, Lord Qiyao, do you know that if the demon clan invades the temple, if the secret is leaked, you may bear it? And how to bear it?"

"You! ...What to leak, what to leak, the temple is heavily guarded, who can invade there?

"Lord Qiyao, do you think that I can't fly for more than a million years, so I really don't know anything? This matter is of great importance. How can I play with it? I use five swords to force out of the holy mountain. Therefore, the fact is too important. I can't do it. I also ask the temple to see the cold." After saying that, Fengyun Wuji bowed: "Wuji has no intention to fight against the temple. The status of the temple

The elders of the temple looked slightly and thought about it. One of the elders said, "This matter is of great importance. I can't wait to repay the temple as soon as possible.

"Feng Yun Wuji, don't let me know that you are deliberately fooling the saint, otherwise... hum!" Qiyao said fiercely, but the initial fight obviously made him understand that although you are the controller, Fengyun Wuji's achievements have reached the point where he is not even as good as him. If you dare to do it at will, you can only take advantage of it.

"Anyway. Without the ora decree of the temple, the holy mountain will be forced out without authorization... It's a big rule. Three days later, you can go to the temple to explain it to the elders and the highest controllers."

"Wuji should obey the order," Fengyun Wuji did not hesitate at all.

Qiyao wrinkled his head slightly, and he felt a little strange in his heart, but he didn't expect it for a moment. Think about it, it's better to brush your sleeves, fall from the cliff, and drift away. Six elders swept over Fengyun Wuji with surprised eyes, and then followed...

After the people of the temple left, Chi Woe gently walked behind Feng Yun Wuji. He looked at the direction of the disappearance of a sage of people and asked, "Master, do they have a problem?"

Fengyun Wuji shook his head: "No. Among them, there is no demon clan.

After saying that, his right hand was like a palm, raised flat, and pulled up a few feet. Under the cliff, the collapsed pile of gravel and soil seemed to be pulled by an invisible force. Piece by piece, pile was like a burst, shot upside down and integrated into the gap on the cliff. In a moment, the whole sword pavilion was intact as before Like magic, there are lines of handwriting, the size of the direction, which is the same as the previous left by Fengyun Wuji.

At the bottom of the cliff, there was a sound of cold air, and his eyes turned to the top of the mountain like seeing a god.

Feng Yun Wuji glanced down indifferently, then turned around and walked to the sword pavilion, and quickly caught up with him.

"Master, why don't you tell the truth to the elders of the temple? It's a matter of great importance. Maybe you can get the help of the elders of the temple. One person will have more help.

Fengyun Wuji stopped when he heard the words, and the shadow in the sword pavilion changed. In front of the square table, the lighted oil lamp was shaking.

"In the temple, there are a lot of strange things. I practice the way of practice, observe their souls of the earth, get nothing, and look at their look. Qiyao just stays on high for too long, and there is no problem to be well-fed. However, because of this, it is even more strange. Qi Yao asked me to go to the Holy Mountain to plead guilty, which is exactly what I want. How many parts of the temple have been infiltrated by the demon clan, and then you will know.

The late injury suddenly arched his hand and said, "The disciple understands. The master will take a rest for the time being, and the disciple will go down."

"Well," Fengyun Wuji nodded, walked to the square table, and slowly sat down.

"Where are the disciples of the dark pavilion?"

"Lord," a shadow shrank into a ball in the dark and knelt on the ground. When did he come in, he didn't even notice the delay.

"Is there any news?"

"...During the time the Lord left, Princess Youruo once reached the sword domain..."

"Oh?" Feng Yun Wuji opened his eyes and said, "What else?"

"Princess Youruo, you have been underground..."

"The ground, down..." Fengyun Wuji wrinkled his head slightly.

"Princess Youruo didn't know how to know where Fengzun was imprisoned. No disciple told Princess Youruo, but she seemed to know early in the morning that the path went straight to the underground magma pool. The disciples did not dare to stop it. When the disciples arrived, Fengzun had already... disappeared..."

Fengyun Wuji didn't finish listening at all. With a slight condensation, the powerful consciousness has broken down from the Sword Pavilion, crossed thousands of feet of strata, and went straight into the deep ground. Where the divine consciousness came, on the magma pool, the iron cables were crisscrossed, and Feng Zun had long been missing...

"Lord... Lord..." The shadow in the hiding corner gently called.

"What's the matter?" Fengyun Wuji's eyelids blinked, and the divine consciousness had returned to his body.

"Excuse me, Lord, can you chase Feng Zun?"

"No," Fengyun Wuji brushed his sleeves and said calmly, "He just ran away, so it's up to him to escape."

There is a sentence in my heart that didn't say: "Now it's an eventful autumn. If Feng Zun's martial arts are sealed, he must escape everywhere, which is no different from an ordinary person. Divine consciousness is useless for some other people.

Fengyun Wuji has already set a ban in Fengzun's body. As long as he wants to unlock the ban, he will feel it in his heart. So far, Fengyun Wuji has not noticed that Fengzun has touched the forbidden earth image, that is to say, the current Fengzun is not enough to worry.

Feng Zun was temporarily filtered out of his mind, but Fengyun Wuji remembered the word given by the supreme of the sky before he left.

"The world..."

Fengyun Wuji muttered to himself, his eyelids slowly closed, and his face was solemn. I don't know how long it took. Fengyun Wuji suddenly stretched out his palm and gently brushed it in front of the wooden table. A faint smoke gathered into a thin square on the table. The palm was raised up, and the faint cloud arched to form a hemisphere.

Puff!

A soft sound, the light smoke bursts away. Under the five fingers of the wind and clouds, a translucent hemisphere similar to the field suddenly appeared. In the body of the ball, a miniature ancient, on the four corners, four completely different extreme sword spirit, straight to the sky...