Chapter 147 Conspiracy

The third volume of the seven-star mysterious demon suddenly rises

The thick and abnormal poisonous clouds in the yellow sky keep rolling, suppressing abnormally. The hill is full of endless ashes and dust, and no grass grows. Huge cracks spread on the mountain, forming ravines, like poisonous pythons entangled on the hill, ferocious and horrible.

"Wow--" A red light of escape passed through the sky, bringing a thick heat to reveal the figure of Jiyang in a concave valley on the hillside of the hill.

The concave valley is also full of ravines. At this time, in front of Jiyang, two dead bodies lie quietly on the ground. Looking at the extremely frightened expressions of these two mummified corpses, it seems that something terrible has happened.

Jiyang frowned. Counting these two bodies, he has seen 17 corpses, all of which are this way of death when his whole body was sucked out, which made his face really not look good. Nearly 50 monks were escorted in, but now he has seen 17 who have died tragically. You can imagine now How many of the fifty people are left?

"Hey, these two unlucky guys should be pure yang magic weapons that have not restrained ghosts, and their own cultivation is not very high. It is no wonder that others have come to such a scattered end. Boy, this kind of life and death in the immortal world is ordinary. You don't have to worry about it. Just as Jiyang was secretly thinking, the soul old voice sounded faintly in his mind.

"Soul old man, the boy has been taught." Jiyang replied respectfully. Then she reached out as if she remembered something and took out a precious pearl with an extremely strong flame breath. Looking at the face of Jiyang, the fire attribute aura in her hand, there was a little more complicated on her face. This pearl was obviously a pure yang magic weapon. It was because she knew the danger of Huangquan Valley that she did it.

"It seems that I owe her a lot of favor." Jiyang couldn't help sighing with a wry smile when playing with the spiritual beads in his hand.

"Hey, it's the most difficult to accept the beauty. Hey hey, although you are not very good-looking, you are really popular with women. Both your little girlfriend and this Ximen fairy are infatuated with you, which makes me sigh." The old soul smiled strangely: "I have devoted my mind to practice all my life. I haven't met a confidant until I die, let alone a son. This is a great pity. When you succeed in building an elixir, I will reshape my body for my husband. I can't say that I will marry a wife and give birth to two little dolls. Come to play. Alas, to be honest, the old man is really envious. He is remembered by two flower-like little girls at such a young age. What a blessing! Why didn't the old man encounter such a good thing when I was young? God is so unfair."

The old man said that he became more and more energetic. Later, he sighed loudly about the injustice of fate. He was about to cry with tears and snot. Jiyang's face was a burst of **, and his forehead was full of black lines.

"Stop, stop, you'd better not be sarcastic about me. This blessing is not as good as you think." Jiyang rolled his eyes fiercely. He had to think about it carefully, but it was not as simple as the old guy said.

"Okay, it's up to you, but when will your boy make a little one and let me have a look?"

Jiyang raised his eyebrows and directly filtered out this sentence, reached out to put the two storage bags on the ground into his arms, and then took the fire spirit beads in his hand and turned into a red light and flew away in the other direction.

"Hey! Boy, you haven't answered me yet..................................”

Just when nearly 50 people such as Jiyang were sent to Huangquan Valley, the whole Haobaimen was also in an extremely tense preparation. After all, no matter how they are not interested in the other two factions, it is related to the face of Haobaimen. If they are not well prepared, it is that Haobaimen has lost face among the three factions. .

Therefore, only three days away from the real day of the three factions, the whole giant machine of Haobaimen is in a high level of operation, making everything as perfect as possible. All kinds of monks in the whole Haobaimen appear everywhere. They either fly rapidly at high altitude or in a certain seat from time to time. A big flag was planted on the top of the mountain, which was extremely busy.

In such a short time, the sons and elders of the Giant Sword Sect and the leaders of Bifumen have arrived early and made final preparations on the two temporary peaks.

Li Hongxi, the contemporary patriarch of the Giant Sword Sect, has a white face and no need. He wears a scribe's cloth hat and a slender blue sword behind him. He looks like a sword scholar and seems to be a little weak. But its name is extremely loud in the whole realm of immortal cultivation in the Qingling Kingdom.

The name of "Crazy Sword Scholar" came out not long after he advanced to the realm of virtual elixir. It is said that this person went out to practice soon after entering the virtual elixir realm. In a demon hunting operation, he alone performed amazing swordsmanship to kill all three fellow monks who had evil thoughts on him and became famous. Its strength is well-known in the whole Qingling country.

But the side used to show people is always weak, and there is no way to see the unique temperament of being in a high position.

After encouraging the disciples who wanted to participate in the big fight, Li Hongxi slowly walked away in the praise of many disciples, and disappeared in a stone hall in the center for a moment.

Gently patted the dust on the Taoist robe. Li Hongxi just wanted to sit down and rest. Suddenly, the tip of his ear moved slightly, and then his face immediately shouted coldly: "What is Xiaoxiao? Hurry up and show up! Can't you die?!"

At the same time, the long sword behind him roared and flew up to a corner of the secret room. The cyan spirit on the tip of the sword was unpredictable. It seemed that as long as Li Hongxi ordered the sword, it would burst out, which was very flexible.

"Tut, he really deserves to be the patriarch of the giant sword sect. The name of this Qiushui sword scholar is really true. Hey hey, it seems that the person I like is still very good. In a strange laugh, a black fog suddenly filled the corner pointed by the flying sword, and then a slightly thin figure appeared, but the man wore half a golden mask on his face, revealing only half a face. But even so, the slender eyebrows and thin lips still gave people a kind of It feels amazing, as if it is not a man but a beautiful daughter under this mask.

"It turned out to be the young master." Li Hongxi was slightly relieved to see this person appear, and then gently put away the blue flying sword and put it back behind him.

"Is the young master here to implement the last step?" Taking back the flying sword, a smile appeared on Li Hongxi's face. After making a gesture of invitation, he sat on a futon.

"Hey, it seems that you still have a little brain after being a suzerain for so long." The young man also sat opposite Li Hongxi: "Yes, this time the door sent me here to inform you that our plan has begun to be implemented. The door asked me to inform you that you can emerge from so many years of hivering."

Li Hongxi's handsome face moved slightly when he heard the words: "I don't know what to do in the door?"

After casually looking at Li Hongxi on the opposite side, the masked man said lightly, "The three schools are big, killing songs without soul, thousands of cranes. You are in charge of the three factions and start the first step of our plan.

"Well, it seems that the suzerain is really going to take action." Li Hongxi seemed to be not surprised at all, but nodded very calmly.

"I'm not afraid to tell you that this mission is extremely important. If you don't agree, your father will find you in person." Looking at Li Hongxi, who looked light and light-hearted, half of the masked man's face was slightly cold, and then said with a little warning.

When the masked man mentioned the father, Li Hongxi's face finally changed, and then he answered very seriously: "The young master can rest assured that he is a disciple in the door, and he will never have any problems because of the plan in the door."

"Hahaha, it's good to have your words!" Hearing this, the masked man laughed in a low voice with joy.

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