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    Shen Congliang shouted: "Senior sister." The folding fan in his hand suddenly opened, and the rich purple air enveloped the entire fan, and followed Zhao Qingzi behind him.  "You don't overestimate your capabilities." The old man waved his right hand and a stream of black energy came out from his palm.  Zhao Qingzi swung his sword and slashed directly at the black energy. His body stagnated slightly, and he continued to attack the old man. The sword glowed like a rainbow and slashed towards the old man's neck like a broken bamboo.  The old man gritted his teeth and tried to surround Wei and save Zhao. In order to save his life, he had to withdraw his right hand that moved the giant pillar and cross his hands in front of his chest.  "Alas, Kun Yuan, the miasma has grown, turned into ferocity, and the earth has destroyed it." The mysterious and deep voice sounded again, floating in the huge palace, like an ancient curse.  "Miasma of Thunder and Earth" is his famous stunt. He has been immersed in the Miasma of Thunder and Earth all his life. It took him hundreds of years to practice to the seventh level. If he obtains the purple-eyed arc beast, he can not only increase the attack power of his own spells, but even  It will also help increase your practice, especially the thumb-sized horn on the purple-eyed arc beast's head, which can absorb lightning. Given time, you can also absorb the energy of lightning for your own use.  Therefore, when he saw someone blocking him at the critical moment, he unceremoniously used the thunder and earth barriers, which were not only extremely powerful, but most importantly, poisonous.  Zhao Qingzi looked at the surging black energy all over his body and kept talking, wondering how many innocent souls had died under his hands before he could achieve such power.  There was even a small amount of electricity pouring into the black cloud from the gap in the cave roof, adding to the ferocious aura.  Not only was the peerless face not afraid, but he bit his silver teeth and activated his true energy. The light of the black jade and snow sword surged, twice as bright as before.  Like a fairy from the Nine Heavens, rushing towards the flames like a moth.  In the blink of an eye, the two collided.  There was a rumbling sound, like an earthquake, and several stones fell from the roof of the cave.  Zhao Qingzi¡¯s body fell straight down, and the electric current in the black clouds wandered around the black jade and snow sword, but it could not reach Zhao Qingzi¡¯s hand.  Just because the black jade and blue snow sword in her hand is made of an extremely strong jade. It is cold jade taken from the deep sea and compressed for tens of thousands of years. It is unknown how much spiritual energy has been absorbed during these tens of thousands of years.  Only then can it form a texture as smooth as ice, colorless and transparent, but extremely hard, which is a few minutes faster than blowing hair with a sharp blade.  People nourish jade, and jade nourishes people. The sword that has followed her for twenty years has already become one with her. Her skin is as white as jade, which is probably partly due to the sword.  Shen Congliang waved his fan without hesitation to block the black air under the hood, stretched out his arms to hug Zhao Qingzi, and slowly landed on the steps.  I saw Zhao Qingzi opening her beautiful mouth, a stream of blood sprinkling on her chest, and her chest rising and falling violently.  Shen Congliang shouted anxiously: "Sister, how are you?" Zhao Qingzi gasped for a while, pointed at the old man in the air, and said: "He has poison on his body, you have to be careful." The old man originally wanted to take the opportunity to kill the troublemaker.  The two of them, however, took a glance and saw that the cage made of thirty-six chopsticks was not driven by their own true energy. It was a little shaken. The cracks in the cage gradually expanded, and the purple-eyed arc beast had the momentum to break out of the cage.  I had no choice but to turn around quickly and use the thirty-six chopsticks. I just glanced at Zhao Qingzi from the corner of my eye, thinking that this girl was so young and could reach the sixth level and stand on nothing. If it were me a hundred years ago,  Being caught off guard and having to suffer a loss, at least the thirty-six chopsticks controlling the purple-eyed arc beast collapsed instantly.  Although we are currently at the seventh level, it is still more than enough to kill people at the sixth level.  The most important thing is that the magic itself is a kind of strange poison, which is specifically designed to fight against cultivators. Seeing that Zhao Qingzi was hit by his own poison in a hurry and could still speak, he was surprised. He thought that it was probably the weapon she used.  Not iron or anything like that.  Trying to escape while trapped in the divine cage is simply a dream. These thirty-six chopstick-like things can be used as flying swords to attack the enemy separately, and together they can trap the cultivator. This is the wonderful thing about the trapped divine cage.  , I think that the trapped divine cage was specially used to trap some cultivators who had committed crimes in ancient times.  At this time, the gap on the top of the trapped divine cage began to gradually shrink again. Under the stimulation of his true energy, the light became even stronger.  Has disappeared.  The old man¡¯s right hand moved again, and the trapped divine cage suddenly began to shrink. Although it was still shaking occasionally, it seemed that the purple-eyed arc beast was still fighting.  In the blink of an eye, the thirty-six chopsticks that made up the Sleeping God Cage returned to their original state, and the black energy dissipated. The purple-eyed arc beast could be seen through the small gap, and it was seen banging left and right like crazy, but every time it hit  , the red symbol on the chopsticks lit up once, and soon formed a crisscross red light.  Like being ironedAs if locked, the purple-eyed arc beast is no longer struggling, but its little head is still shaking in dissatisfaction.  The purple eyes have the color of pain.  The old man waved it in mid-air, and the trapped cage came back to him lightly. He stretched out his hand to grab it and put it on his sleeve.  At this time, Shen Congliang lifted up the weak Zhao Qingzi and let her lean on his shoulders, glaring at the old man in the air.  After the old man put away the trap, he looked at Shen Congliang and said with a smile: "What's your name? Why are you so angry with me?" Shen Congliang asked back, "What's your name?" His tone was quite stern.  The old man did not take it as a disobedience and said: "I am the right conferred envoy Ji An under the leader of the Demon Cult." Shen Congliang opened his big eyes and wanted to take a few bites of his meat, and shouted: "That's right, a member of the Demon Cult  He has always been ruthless, cruel and vicious, and wants to kill anyone who is on the right path, so do it." The Wuming Soul Summoning Fan in his hand exudes a strong murderous aura.  Ji An was stunned and said with great interest: "Who did you listen to? Have you seen us killing innocent people indiscriminately? As far as I know, the Demon Cult has not set foot in the Central Plains for fifty years. You are less than twenty years old."  "Years old." Shen Congliang said with an awe-inspiring tone: "Everyone said so. Today I saw with my own eyes that you injured my senior sister again for no reason." Ji An took a step and fell to the ground in an instant and said, "It was obviously your senior sister who attacked first."  I, I am just acting in self-defense, little brother, please don¡¯t confuse right and wrong.¡± Shen Congliang asked, ¡°Not necessarily, is it true that your demon sect doesn¡¯t kill innocent people indiscriminately?¡± Ji An said, ¡°Of course not, we are human beings too.  , It's just that you keep claiming that we are crooked, and you say you are fair to us. Remember that your saint once said that people are inherently good at first." Shen Congliang suddenly changed his tone and said: "Actually, I don't believe it either, but everyone said so, the three of them.  "Cheng Hu, I have preconceived ideas, so I will make amends to you." Ji An felt happy, the leader said that to conquer people with virtue, force can only be effective for a short time, not to mention that there are a hundred times more righteous people than us.  It is not easy to kill them all. Even if we are physically strong and unstoppable, our victory will be miserable.  "I just heard Shen Congliang say: "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." He moved to leave.  Ji An finally understood why this kid was glaring angrily just now, but now he was smiling. He knew he couldn't beat him, so he deliberately said this to let himself admit that the people in the demon sect were not ruthless, cruel and murderous people. If he didn't let him go, then he would  If it really turns out to be what others say, the Demon Cult has truly become a crooked sect that kills innocent people indiscriminately, and its intentions cannot be said to be innocuous.  If he were to let him go today, he would really be unwilling to do so, not to mention that the senior sister in his arms was not an ordinary person. Given time, it would be very possible for him to catch up with him. He rolled his eyes and said, "Wait a minute, how about you worship me as your teacher." Shen Congliang  Said: "Senior wants to accept me as his disciple, I am naturally very happy, but I already have a master. If I am always busy, like the new and dislike the old, and focus on climbing to higher places, wouldn't I become a despicable villain, and even you will look down on me? How can I do it myself?"  You are willing to degenerate, don¡¯t you look down on such a disciple?¡± Ji An thought to himself that this boy is young and has a very deep city. He can still remain so calm when his life is hanging by a thread. It seems that his talent is still there.  Above his senior sister, if someone from my Demon Cult wants to set foot in the Central Plains in the future, this boy will definitely become a big problem. It is better to kill him today and end it once and for all.  Shen Congliang looked at the murderous intent flashing in his eyes and thought something was wrong. He originally wanted to provoke him to let go, but he did not expect that it would be self-defeating. He saw the flaw and suddenly shouted after Ji An: "Miss Xizhao, why are you here.  "
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