Chapter 29 Lost Treasure

Right disciples, with the Ziying School as the main force, are deadlocked with the enemy. Countless fairy magic weapons are fighting in the air with various lights. Every moment, someone will fall down. The Purple Ying faction, like a fairyland, is already full of fire and devastation!

Zhang Ziguang was puzzled and thought to himself: What is space? Why does the so-called space appear again after fragmentation? Why did those space debris disappear out of thin air? He made up his mind to bring this question back to the Ziyang faction and ask his master Shangguan Mu.

At this time, a white figure passed through the crowd. Wherever she went, countless disciples of the demon realm fell down. Lu Bingyan held a blue sword. She left the ground like a fairy of dust, standing in the void against the wind. The long sword in her hand sounded and shocked the sky. The sound was incomparable. Unparalleled!

The blue light gathered into a huge net in the air, covering a group of disciples of the demon realm below and quickly closing them up. Those people collided left and right in the huge net, but they couldn't rush out and roared unwillingly. Gradually, the huge net gathered into a blue ball of light, and those demons trapped in it The domain disciple turned into wisps of smoke and disappeared into the blue light of that day.

At this time, Zhang Ziguang has been recognized by some masters of the demon realm. He was attacked by the enemy. There were as many people who besieged him this time, all of whom were above the void. They were full of joy that five void-level practitioners would undoubtedly win by besieging a broken-level boy, but the Zhang Ziguang in front of them relied on His own speed shuttles between them like a loach, and does not fight head-on at all.

Suddenly, Zhang Ziguang felt a cold attack. He looked around and saw that the people around him trembled. Some people could no longer hold the blade in their hands.

In the distant sky, a purple light rose to the sky. A girl in purple stood in the air, with five ice swords lined up in front of her. Her hands twisted petals and decorated them on the ice sword one by one. The ice sword instantly turned into the same color as the decorated petals.

"Facing Yingfei Snow Sword!" Many disciples of the Demon Realm widened their frightened eyes, and some of them were already trembling.

Five ice swords shine with five different colors with the power of looking at the sky and the earth, and instantly hit them out, avoiding the righteous disciples and attacking like a group of disciples in the demon realm gathered together.

K! With a loud noise, the ground was covered with broken ice, and more than a dozen disciples gathered together were killed on the spot.

The disciples of Ziying School cheered, and some people shouted proudly, "Good job, Ziying Shuangbi!"

The battle between Zhang Ziguang and the five people has not ended, but because the sudden falling snow sword changed its position, Zhang Ziguang's situation is tight, and this way of hiding in Tibet can't last long, but a full fight will definitely reveal his secret that he has hidden for a long time.

At this moment, there was a sad sound of dragon chanting in the sky. The fire dragon scattered into a few subtle flames, burned for a while, and then disappeared. There were countless burn marks on the black snake's body. It shrugged its head and returned to Sikongyue's long whip.

Lu Shaoyang's face was pale, and he felt that the true qi in his body was shaking violently. Obviously, he was injured. Unlike that, Si Kongyue smiled easily and said, "I haven't seen Lu Daxia's skills for more than ten years. He has grown from the boy who first stepped into the heavenly realm to an intermediate master of crossing the sky.

In the war just now, Lu Shaoyang used his own energy, while Sikongyue only used the power of the soul of soldiers, so although the two are similar, Lu Shaoyang suffered much more losses than Sikongyue.

Lu Shaoyang was annoyed and complained repeatedly that he was too careless, which led to Si Kongyue's trick!

Suddin, a sword light flew out of the back mountain of the Ziying School. The sword light scattered in the air, like fireworks, gorgeous and dazzling, exactly the same signal sent by Yang Bin before.

Sikongyue smiled. It was really magnificent and gorgeous. She turned around and flew to the distance. The disciples of the magic realm fighting on the ground retreated like a disciplined army. In this way, they attacked like a tide and retreated like a tide, leaving only the corpses and broken walls on the ground!

The disciples were puzzled why the demon realm retreated in the middle of the battle, but Lu Shaoyang was surprised. He took a real breath and flew in the direction of the back mountain.

Suddenly, Sikongyue's soft voice was remembered in the sky: "Zhang Ziguang, please remember that I will get what I want again!"

Everyone looked at Zhang Ziguang one after another. Zhang Ziguang's face changed, but it quickly returned to normal.

Lu Shaoyang fell in a courtyard in the back mountain. There is a two-story attic in the courtyard. The attic is surrounded by green trees, with beautiful scenery and indescribably quiet and elegant.

Lu Shaoyang strode into the courtyard. The courtyard was full of the bodies of Ziying disciples, with dozens of them, including many elders. These bodies crowded the small courtyard and walked in it without even a place to settle down. The war in the back mountain is much more tragic than in the front mountain!

Lu Shaoyang's face was sore and he explored the breath of life as he walked, but none of these people survived. He walked into the attic, and there were also many corpses in the attic, but most of the disciples of the Demon Realm passed through a corridor. Lu Shaoyang came to a hall. He paused at the door, as if he had made great determination, and finally Yu stepped into the hall, which was dark and there was no sunshine all year round. There were only a few candles illuminated, but it had been extinguished by this time.

Lu Shaoyang looked at the body of an old man in the clothes of Elder Ziying on the ground, and suddenly burst into tears. He knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, "Uncle Su Xin... Uncle...!"

The old man, who had fallen to the ground and did not move, suddenly opened his eyes with effort, then moved his fingers, pointed to the wall of the hall, and then closed his eyes again. Lu Shaoyang was happy and transported a true qi to Shu Xin's body, but it didn't help. Xi Xin had no sign of life, and Lu Shaoyang's mood fell to the bottom again.

He looked at the wall that Sou was dying to point to, and his face suddenly turned white. On the left and right walls of the hall, a square button appeared, emitting a simple light. Lu Shaoyang came forward and pressed these two buttons with trembling fingers.

With a roar, the wall without a button opposite Lu Shaoyang turned around. On the other side of the wall was a brilliant platform, but there was nothing above the table!

"Ah...!" Lu Shaoyang roared in pain, like a dying roar of a beast. He knelt on the ground and couldn't help kowtoing to the distant sky. He kowtowed and said, "Shaoyang is ashamed of his ancestors, ashamed of his ancestors..."

After a long time, Lu Shaoyang's mood calmed down a little. He carefully recalled all this and realized that Si Kongyue had been tricked to transfer the tiger away from the mountain. Sikongyue led a group of disciples with low cultivation to fight in the front mountain under the guise of grabbing the sword. The Ziying faction was panicked by the sudden offensive and had to rush to meet the enemy. It led to the emptiness of the back mountain, but just as the fierce battle in the front mountain was in full, countless masters of the magic realm had rushed to the Ziying faction to guard the weak back mountain. In fact, the real purpose of Moyu's visit this time is not the Yueyun Sword, but the inheritance treasure of the Ziying School - Nuwa Stone.

"Brother Lu, don't be too sad!" A familiar and gentle voice came. Liu Liyi's tall blue clothes appeared at the door of the hall and smiled, "Father Lu, please come to the room to talk!"

Lu Shaoyang, who was standing on the edge of collapse, seemed to be weak at this time. He gave a stiff kindness and followed Liu Li to leave decadently.

In Qianshan, the righteous disciples who did not know the truth thought that the demon realm had fled. Their faces were filled with happy smiles and immersed in a happy atmosphere, but some disciples looked at the bodies of their companions on the ground and cried silently.

Chen Siya and Li Jing just became powerful and killed many enemies with the magic skills of the Jianfeng School. At this time, the two were chatting with Zhang Ziguang in a corner.

Li Jing smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, you are now a magic soldier in your hand, and you need to practice well!"

Chen Siya followed and said, "Yes, if you don't improve your strength, this hard-won sword may change the Lord!"

Zhang Ziguang listened to the lessons of the two uncles who were not much bigger than him and nodded repeatedly. Suddenly, with a malicious smile on his face, he said, "Two uncles, I think the male disciples of the Ziying School are all handsome and handsome. They are all beautiful men who are hard to find in the world. It's better for the two uncles to stay here and find one. Ruyi Langjun, just stay together for the rest of your life!"

Chen, Hu's second daughter looked ashamed and angry. Everyone pinched Zhang Ziguang fiercely and said, "Let's see that you have a special love for that Ziying!"

"Ziying Shuangbi?" Zhang Ziguang frowned and said, "It seemed that I heard people shout this word when I fought just now!"

Chen Siya pointed to the two shadows flying away in the distance and said, "The two peerless beauties of Ziying, one is Lu Bingyan who has just tried the sword, and the other is the girl in purple, Ouyang Juan, who showed Ziying's unique Luo Ying's flying snow sword in front of everyone!

Zhang Ziguang was shocked and said, "You mean that the daughter of the head of Ouyang is the girl in purple!" While talking, he couldn't help looking at the purple figure in the distant sky. Although Ouyang Juan, a girl in purple, was not as beautiful as Lu Bingyan and Jiang Yuexia, she could also be called ice muscles and jade bones. The national fragrance, especially the purple rose-like temperament she showed between her hands and feet, which was very charming!

Seeing Zhang Ziguang's face and looking at the two farther and farther away figures, Chen Siya pinched him and said uninterestingly, "Don't look. Miss Ouyang is already famous!"

Zhang Ziguang shook his head faintly and looked at the Yueyun Sword in his hand, with an imperceptible sadness on his face. End of this chapter