The mouth was pinched, and Chief Zhang was unable to resist and could only swallow the black pill. Then, he felt that he could not move.

The other party had already let go of his feet, but he still couldn't move a little. He just looked ahead, and the inner demon in his heart was infinitely magnified.

It was a sense of powerlessness that was swallowed. He wanted to resist, but his spiritual consciousness became very slow and could not think. He could only let the inner demon grow up.

"Look, this is the capital for our demon cultivator to make a comeback this time." The man said, letting his subordinates quickly occupy this sect, and he wanted everyone in this sect to become his puppets.

Other sects didn't know about such a thing. They never knew that the sects that were adjacent to them all became demon cultivators in just half a month, and such a thing was not only encountered by one sect.

The demon cultivators accumulate strength in the darkness, and once their power is mature, the first thing they have to do is to invade.

No matter which plane it is, the sect occupied by the demon cultivator always needs to draw down the surrounding sect leaders. As long as there is the black pill, they will not worry about not being strong enough.

...

Xiao Guoguo and Chi Xuan comprehended the sword path in the Sword Formation Tower, and the Elders' Court also decided to postpone Xiao Guoguo's sect leader ceremony indefinitely, which made Han Meng feel relieved.

However, while Han Meng breathed a sigh of relief, she was also bored. She didn't need to worry about running around, so what should she do?

Originally, Han Meng had become accustomed to the unchanging life every day, but since she was with Xiao Guoguo and the others, she found that she liked lively times more. She even felt that it was incredible that she had trapped herself in the mountains in the past few hundred years, and it was a waste of time.

"Senior Sister Han, what are you doing?" Xiao Nuan looked at Han Meng in confusion. Is it also a kind of practice to sit all day long?

"Xiao Nuan, do you have any problems that I have to help solve?" Han Meng turned around and asked, Xiao Nuan was stunned.

"Sister Han Meng, do you know how to cook?" Xiao Nuan's interests and hobbies are almost all about cooking. Of course, this is the case if there is any problem.

Han Meng was silent for a moment, and sighed helplessly, "You should learn cooking well, don't worry about me."

Han Meng discovered that she was really lonely when she didn’t have Xiao Guoguo. What should she do when she was so lonely?

In this blink of an eye, I saw Wenwen and Qingyun Zhenren. These two people have also practiced hard and have been absorbing spiritual power to improve their cultivation for ten years, which made Han Meng very appreciative.

However, after all, they are disciples of the outer sect, and the Sword Sect will definitely not give them the best resources. Fortunately, the spiritual power of this main peak is quite abundant.

"By the way, I'll help them change their place." After finding their goal, Han Meng suddenly became energetic, and indeed, there were fewer eyes to find problems in life.

"Wenwen, I'll take you to a good place!" Han Meng announced directly. Wenwen looked up at her. Can't this person let them practice well?

Wenwen knew that Han Meng had a lack of presence recently and always found something to do if she had something to do, which made everyone miserable. The day before yesterday she helped Cuicui dry herbs, and yesterday she helped Aunt Fat to tie Uncle Tong's red thread... It was indeed her turn today.

"I think the weather is good, life is good, I am also good, there is no place to help." Wenwen refused firmly.

"No, no! We sword cultivators must be motivated and strive for excellence!" Han Meng pulled Wenwen out seriously.

Wenwen: "..." Isn't she a sword cultivator?

Wenwen really wanted to beat Han Meng with one punch, but she couldn't. This is a friend, and she couldn't treat her friends so rudely... and she couldn't beat them.

So, Wenwen and Qingyun Zhenren were pulled and appeared at the gate of Jiangu. The elders of the Sword Sect were even more puzzled. What exactly was Junior Sister Han going to do? He went to Jiangu for nothing and disturbed Uncle Master’s cultivation?

"Old man, open the formation!" Han Meng roared, and the sword formation was not moving at all.

Outside this sword valley is a huge sword formation, with tens of thousands of swords hanging inside. A large part of these swords were collected by the Swordless Ancestor himself, not abandoned but genuine swords!

If you really break through, the attack effect of tens of thousands of swords can be imagined. This is not the most powerful. It is said that all the mountains around the Sword Valley are full of swords, and there is no count of swords of all levels. For the disciples of the Sword Sect, this is a huge treasure pavilion.

Of course, no one has ever entered this treasure pavilion, because there is a strange-minded uncle living in it. So the disciples can only watch it and dare not have any other thoughts.

"Old man, I'll break through if you don't open the sword formation!" Han Meng said, and took a step forward, scaring Zhenren Qingyun so much that he took a breath.

What kind of woman is this? What kind of courage is this! Is it really good to catch them and accompany them to death?

"It's not the Immortal Lord, let's make it clear. You can break through. Can you let Wenwen go first?" asked Zhenren Qingyun, and both women looked back at him.

"I'm holding Wenwen, not you!" Han Meng said something and said to Zhenren Qingyun was choked.

"Wenwen is my junior sister!" Zhenren Qingyun was very anxious and wanted to grab Wenwen and run away quickly.

"It's your junior sister, not your wife, you're too concerned." Han Meng said, grabbed Wenwen and continued to move forward, and the sweat of Master Qingyun fell.

It is said that this uncle in the master is extremely inhumane. He doesn’t care if his disciples die!

"No!" Master Qingyun rushed forward, but Han Meng turned around and Master Qingyun rushed into the sword formation.

Han Meng: "..." Now I'm having a big deal.

The moment Master Qingyun rushed into the sword formation, Han Meng saw the huge sword formation disappear. However, Master Qingyun was still lying on the ground, looking terrified.

Because at the last moment, dozens of terrible swords were flying towards his face!

"Haha, you're too anxious." Han Meng felt relieved, but fortunately nothing happened.

He felt Wenwen's hand trembling several times, and Han Meng felt even more embarrassed. It seemed that Wenwen had no idea about this guy.

"You are crazy! You have to take care of my affairs!" Wenwen yelled like this. Master Qingyun was stunned. Looking at Wenwen, is he... caring about himself?

"Haha, it's all my fault, my fault." Zhenren Qingyun jumped up from the ground with a kind smile on his face. But Wenwen no longer responded, but looked tense and looked like he was not close to anyone.

At this moment, the elders who were eating melons on the top of the mountain were already stunned. They wanted to enter this Jian Gu, but they had never succeeded. You should know that the three major goals of the life of the disciples of the Jian Sect are among them. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!