When Song Qianji's "Looking for Human Spirit Pearl" flashed, his sword light had already appeared.

The sword light was so fast that everyone had no time to make any moves, and only came and flashed through the thoughts:

What kind of sword is this? If I had dealt with it, I would never be able to escape this sword.

With a flash of thought, the female cultivator turned around, and the red light in her eyes surged, and she waved her sleeve and even made a red light.

When they fought with the sword light, everyone could see clearly that it was a dark red jade bead.

The sword light hit the wrong side, and only cut her sleeve robe. Her body was light and weird. With the help of her remaining force, she cast faster and disappeared without a trace.

Polygonum flower was startled: "You are not Baike, who are you?!"

The wonderful smoke is shocked, and it is afraid of rushing out in infinite time.

Bai E is probably in danger. They spend all day together, but their classmates changed, but they didn't realize anything.

They wear special power fences, so that even if someone finds that the Miaoyan is fake, they cannot easily tell which one is the true Miaoyan.

This is Wangshu's arrangement and advice: "The situation is unpredictable. If you don't sit in the Chutang, you should not easily reveal your identity after entering the secret realm. If I don't make trouble, you will be your last hope!"

This hidden strategy gives the thief an opportunity to get involved in the Xianyin Sect team.

The dark red spirit bead hit the top of the cave and exploded with a bang.

The crumbling ice cave could not withstand the impact of the explosion, and seemed to collapse. The huge ice stones were like heavy rain.

"Back back!" Song Qianji shouted, then swung his sword, hitting the heavy ice stone at the entrance of the cave.

Seeing this, the others quickly retreated and avoided the falling rocks, while following the example.

The ice stones are covered with defensive magic weapons and talismans of various monks, and they are instantly formed to block the ice wall.

The ice walls blocked the ice, screaming and screaming. Their sharp long nails quickly digged into the ice surface, and the sound was harsh.

The entrance to the cave was blocked, and only a road left was left.

"Let's go!" Song Qianji was clearing the way forward, and Ye Wenshu was gone. He turned around and saw that the other party was cutting off the back. In order to protect the weaker cultivation, the wound collapsed and bleeding.

The deeper you go, the darker the light becomes. In the darkness, the falling ice stones become more and more dense, mixed with the cold air.

The monks hid in a panic, and suddenly their feet cracked, and the ice-built strips of ice-built scattered in front of them, as if leading to the underground.

Song Qianji's voice: "If you believe in me, you will go to the Blood River Valley underground palace from now on."

The spirit is crazy, and the earth is shaking, which is terrible. However, no one is injured or killed due to the tacit cooperation, and the casual cultivators even joked:

"I have already walked here, and I said that this is the underground palace. Even if it is the eighteenth level of hell, I can't believe you anymore!"

Everyone ran into Ningbo, and suddenly saw a white shadow flashing in front of them.

Mu Xia shouted: "It's the evil demon who pretends to be Bai E again! She got in first!"

This person is hidden in the team of Xianyin Sect. This statement is to clear the relationship, and it means that Xianyin Sect is also a victim.

The female cultivator who shouted Bai E turned around and smiled, and slapped the machine on the wall.

The ice door engraved with runes fell, as if it was about to close the Ningbo.

Song Qianji's sword flew out. The slender shadowless sword supported the heavy ice gate, and everyone entered.

"Run? Still running?" Seeing that the man was about to speed up again, Song Qianji made a lot of money and shot out thirty wind talismans at the same time.

This talisman was made by him, and the single one was very useless, just like the breeze blowing across the monk's clothes.

At this time, the talismans were densely filled with butterflies, and the hurricane airflow drowned the figure and quickly flew out of the ice gate and towards the Song submarine.

Footsteps and roars in the darkness.

Jingmei has already broken through the ice wall at the entrance of the cave, and the "evil demon outside" who is unknown is about to break free from the talisman.

‌Ye Wenshu was about to take out his knife, but he heard Song Qianji's voice transmission in a light tone: "I can solve this problem myself, and I already have a complete solution. If you take someone away quickly, I will be relaxed without any worries. When the secret realm is in trouble, I will go to Qingya to have a drink."

‌Ye Manjushri replied: "If you deceive others, the potatoes you planted will never bloom."

Song Qianji was shocked, this was too ruthless. Who would have learned ruthless words from? Isn’t this my life?

But I could only grit my teeth and agree: "Okay!"

When Ye Wenshu heard his agreement, he said to everyone in Qingya: "Follow me."

Song Qianji's shadowless sword was bent and unwilling to buzz.

Song Qianji opened his five fingers and drew his sword in his hand. The Ice Gate landed the time.

The situation was tense, but it still did not exceed control. Ye Wenshu took his people away, and Song Qianji was not panicked.

But the female cultivator named He Yun suddenly stopped, clenched the corners of his sleeves, and stared at him with red eyes: "Can we see you?"

It seemed as if she wouldn't leave as long as he said she wouldn't.

Song Qianji thought that for ordinary monks, today's incident was indeed thrilling. This girl hit the back of her head just now, and she was inevitably scared and panicked at this time.

"If you are destined to be together, you will meet you." There were a few words of comfort, but time was tight, and Song Qianji's sword energy cut off the sleeve.

At the same time, the hilt of the sword was gently hit He Yun's shoulder and pushed her into the door.

Miaoyan only heard the man's tone with a smile, as if he was comforting. The shoulders were a little painful in an instant, and the ice gate with runes in front of him fell roar.

She couldn't see the figure of the man, and only the black robe with broken corners remained in her hand.

Gathering and separation are fleeting, life and death are vast. Fate is impermanent, like flowers, moon and clouds.

Ningbo was deep and narrow, Miaoyan was in a state of dismay and held the residual cloth, and her fellow disciples walked forward with their hands left and right, and as soon as they opened their mouths, they suddenly spit out blood from their mouths.

"Senior Sister!" Mu Xia exclaimed and hurriedly took out the pill.

"It's just blood stasis that blocks the head, but it's better to vomit it out." Miaoyan wiped the bloodline on her lips and straightened her spine. When she raised her head, her fragile and painful expression disappeared from her face.

Her eyes swept over her fellow disciples and became firm again: "Don't take turns to pretend to be me, you guys are also wearing Mili."

Everyone was shocked and refused to agree.

Liaohua was anxious: "Mr. Wangshu made a difficult arrangement to protect his senior sister. Wan Jiangyun and He Qingqing won. It is necessary to find a way to enter the secret realm to chase his senior sister..."

Miaoyan interrupted: "I will explain to my master. No matter who loses outside, who wins and who should come, let it come!"

...

Captain Song Qian breathed a sigh of relief and turned to the figure wrapped in the wind talisman with his sword.

After he arrived at the ice cave, he had friends and teammates, and was favored. He solved the problem smoothly, and now he has smoothly won the person he wants to kill.

He thought the dust had settled.

He won this game.
Chapter completed!