When the little Zaizai heard this, he immediately turned his head, with a bit of disdain in his eyes, and raised his little paw to step on Gu Yue's face.

　　Zaizai's paws were soft and light, Gu Yue hardly felt it, and thought that Zaizai was touching his face happily.

　　Gu Yue then held Zai Zai's little feet with satisfaction, and kissed it wholeheartedly over and over again: "You really like this name too, don't you?"

Under Gu Yue's intimacy, little Zai Zai couldn't escape, and unknowingly took the default name.

　　Next, Gu Yue was busy looking for the forbidden door to leave the secret realm, and after a while, he found it at the bottom of a cliff.

　　At this time, Gu Yue discovered that there was a sound transmission symbol at the forbidden door, and when he opened it, it was left by He Su.

　　"I wonder if Taoist Friend Gu and the Taoist who followed him have met before. Now that Taoist has left this place in advance... It is conceivable that due to the storm in the outside world, we will take a step forward to explore the truth. Taoist friend Be careful after that."

　　Gu Yue was slightly taken aback after seeing it, he was a little surprised that He Su and the others had guessed about his fight with that Taoist.

　　At that time, the Taoist hadn't succeeded, and Gu Yue was still worried that the other party would come again. Didn't he think he had already left the secret realm?

　　But even if he is evenly matched with this person with the strength of Jindan early stage, it won't cause so many troubles!

　　Hey, could it be that this person has some unusual identity? So he called a helper to wait outside?

　　Gu Yue couldn't help but feel deeply how cruel and terrifying this world of cultivation was. A single careless move would lead to an irreversible situation. It was like he was just standing out this time and didn't expect that it would cause such a change.

　　From now on, he has to be more careful and keep a low profile...

　　At the same time, Gu Yue felt guilty and anxious when he thought of what kind of trouble He Su and the others had been involved in because of him. He had to go out as soon as possible and see Is there anything I can do to help...

　　*

　　At this moment, the four of He Su were caught in an extremely difficult and dangerous battle.

　　Facing three late-Golden Core demon cultivators, there was also a Chiyang Patriarch of the Nascent Soul Stage, and although there were also three late-Golden Cores on their side, there was another Fang Yang who was a Middle-Golden Core.

　　It seems that there is only one gap, but in fact, under normal circumstances, the gap between the Nascent Soul Stage and the Golden Core Stage is like a bottomless gap.

　　Once a cultivator enters the Nascent Soul stage, his mana will increase substantially, his cultivation base will be unfathomable, his spiritual consciousness can turn into essence to hurt people, and the golden core in his body will also turn into a condensed core, which is equivalent to having a second life.

　　So if Fang Yang is really allowed to face Patriarch Chiyang, then no matter how many magic weapons he has, he will not be able to resist the patriarch Chiyang's direct suppression with cultivation and spiritual consciousness, and if a cultivator cannot control his magic weapon, Then it is not far from death.

　　Therefore, in order to restrain Chiyang Patriarch, Qiu Hagi, who is only one line away from Yuanying, can only make up for it.

　　As for He Su, he faced the Saintess of the Upper Extreme Yin Sect, both of whom were women, and He Su would not be easily fooled by the other party's demon dance. At the same time, she set up a formation to fight against the Gu insects on the Saintess.

　　Cui He confronted the demon monk. He kept the pure heart talisman in his hand, which just happened to restrain the opponent's formless cultivation magic. However, this demon monk was not easy in martial arts. Cui He could not support other teammates, he could only defend.

　　The worst one was Fang Yang, who faced King Nanming.

　　This King Nanming seems to be the weakest among the three, but in fact, his whole body's devilish energy has not diminished at all.

　　This King Nanming was originally a prince in the mortal world. When he was young, he was obsessed with seeking immortals and asking questions. By chance, he learned that there was a realm of cultivation, but he thought that the orthodox cultivation was too slow, so he slaughtered the royal family and took the dragon energy to become a demon. There is a hint of dragon power in the devilish energy all over the body, which makes people's hearts tremble.

　　At this time, although the four of them seem to be barely able to maintain a stalemate, they are actually well aware that as long as the balance of one party is broken, then the next outcome is already predictable.

　　Therefore, everyone is struggling to support. Here, every movement of the Jiyin sect's saintess seems to be dancing with some kind of wonderful rhythm. After a long time, it really shakes the mind.

　　He Su kept her fingers moving the formation flags and disks. In such a short period of time, she had already set up twenty-four formations, each of which was different, interlocking and interconnected.

　　There are phantom formations, maze formations, killing formations, and life-and-death reincarnation formations. Even if these formations are found by magic weapons alone, He Su can make up for them with new formations in the next moment.

　　If you want to break through the formation cultivator, the only way is to find the real body of the formation cultivator.

　　But looking at the numerous formations, the Saintess of the Extreme Yin Sect was not in a hurry. She urged a picture scroll, and the scroll unfolded slowly, and actually recorded the current formation on it, and then the Saintess of the Extreme Yin Sect lightly tapped it with her finger, the formation's eye appeared on its own, and was broken without attacking.

　　The holy girl of Jiyin sect randomly took out this secret treasure from her body, which was just enough to deal with the formation in front of her, but He Su still kept her mind, and her fingertips never slowed down. She knew in her heart that no matter how useful this magic weapon is, it needs aura supplementary and spiritual control, she is faster and lasts longer than the other party.

　　The saintess of the Jiyin sect still seemed not in a hurry, she just smiled softly and said, "Okay, just look, is it me who is trapped, or you?" As her voice dropped, her demonic dance seemed even more touching, her laughter sounded like silver bells everywhere, and she couldn't tell where she was.

　　As soon as He Su's mind flickered, she knew that she was still in the spell. The other party's demon dance had already been practiced to the point where she could perform spells with just his voice.

　　At this time, He Su could no longer identify where the other party was, and the most important thing in formation cultivation should be to ensure the safety of the real body, so He Su should deploy more formations where he was, but just as He Su moved, the people under him The ground was trembling. It turned out that countless Gu insects rose from the ground and rushed towards He Su.

　　The Saintess of the Jiyin Sect is best at not only the Heavenly Demon Dance, but also the art of controlling Gu.

　　It seemed that there was no way to escape, but the next moment, I saw that what those densely packed Gu insects had knocked down was just an illusion. It turned out that this place was just an illusion array.

　　In less than a moment, the Gu worms were trapped by the killing formation transformed from the phantom, and were wiped out.

　　Seeing this, the Holy Lady of Jiyin Sect snorted coldly, but secretly sighed at He Su's calmness. However, as long as He Su was hit by her Heavenly Demon Dance, He Su would lose a pair of eyes. Next, if he wanted to break through He Su's formation, It's just a matter of time...

　　On the other hand, Qiu Xuan is not having a hard time. Although she has gained many opportunities in the secret realm this time and is only a hair away from the Nascent Soul stage, she is not the Nascent Soul stage after all.

　　Facing the coercion of the real Nascent Soul Stage Daoist, even her double-eyed mouse can hardly show its due strength, let alone the other spirit beasts?

　　Qiu Hagi's mind was running to the extreme, and these spirit beasts of hers had already communicated with her, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were like arms, once one was weak, the other would make up for it.

　　Normally, Patriarch Chiyang would probably continue to deal with her. After all, he is now older and it is more important to maintain his blood essence. But when he thinks that Mingzong will soon learn the news, Patriarch Chiyang will have no patience anymore. Spend it with her.

　　At that moment, Patriarch Chiyang spurred a burst of red mist to spit out from his sleeves. It turned out that Patriarch Chiyang got his name because he created a technique called Chiyang Dafa.

　　This technique was born out of a mysterious skill that condenses the true spirit energy. It's just that Patriarch Chiyang changed this true spirit energy into Chiyang energy that is more suitable for him. Every ray of Chiyang energy, Patriarch Chiyang It takes several years of sacrifice, and is finally hidden in the sleeves. Once released, this fierce red mist is indestructible. It can also remove the mark of the magic weapon, and if it touches the body of a cultivator, it can kill people at will. It is the ancestor of Chiyang. The most proud technique.

　　Seeing this, Qiu Xuan took a deep breath, with a look of determination on her face. The double-eyed rat in front of her sensed the mood of its master, and not only did not retreat, but faced the difficulties.

　　When the red mist was about to hit, the double-eyed rat's eyes were actually a bit brighter red than the red mist. It turned out that Qiu Xu, the double-eyed rat, could not only see through all illusions, but also absorb all flowing objects However, the price to be paid for cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage is still too high.

　　Patriarch Chiyang's face also changed slightly. His Chiyang Qi disappeared after several years of condensing? But he couldn't help showing a sneer on his face, he had eighty-one wisps hidden in his sleeves!

　　The talisman in Cui He's hand was almost exhausted, but the demon monk in front of him was not much better. This man was covered with wounds from the talisman, and the cassock on his body was also torn and bloodstained.

　　However, the demon monk didn't seem to feel the pain, and his face was still half sad and half happy. When he looked at Cui He, he was still "admonishing" in a Sanskrit tone: "Benefactor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn your head and see the shore."

Cui He He's eyes were sharp, and he swept away coldly, how could he be fascinated by the words of such a demon monk, and the pure heart charm in his hand has never been broken.

　　The reason why Cui He is called the master of celestial talismans is not only because the talismans he draws are fast and good, with a high success rate, but also because the talismans that are activated by his hands are more powerful.

　　The two were in the same realm, so the magic monk's method of seeding demons without form was actually of little use to Cui He.

　　It's just that this demon monk is too resistant, Cui He can't remember how many talismans he has used, and this person should have practiced the indestructible vajra technique, and there is no sign of exhaustion.

　　Seeing that the Cuihe Talismans were almost exhausted, the demon monk seemed to be smiling, and pulled a disciple of the Tianlei Sect who was forming an formation nearby, absorbing the opponent's golden elixir.

　　However, after a moment, the demonic energy all over the demonic monk's body suddenly increased several feet, and even the wounds all over his body were completely healed.

　　Seeing this scene, even Cui He, who had always had a strong mind, couldn't help but be a little shocked.

　　Seeing this, the demon monk also showed a more compassionate expression...

　　Fang Yang's side was even more dangerous.

　　King Nanming was dressed in black and wore a jade crown, but when he started the battle, he drew a knife.

　　Just looking at this knife, you can tell how many murders have been entangled, and the whole body is as black as ink, as if it came from Abi Hell.

　　Fang Yang was shocked. He didn't know what the sword in King Nanming's hand was. It was said that King Nanming had used this sword to kill all the royal family. It was called the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

　　As King Nanming drew out the sword, the evil aura on his body had been rising steadily, as if he had boundless domineering and murderous intent.

　　Fang Yang kept his mind strong, held the magic weapon in his hand, and was ready to burn the boat.

　　After one stab after another, the endless demonic energy collided with Fang Yang's spiritual energy, leaving incomplete magic weapons everywhere.

　　Fang Yang is a weapon cultivator. No matter how many magic weapons he has, he can't defeat the man in front of him, the Abi Demon Sword. What's more, Fang Yang knows that the gap between his cultivation level and that of his opponent is too big in the middle stage of Golden Core.

　　The magic weapons in his hand cannot make up for the two's cultivation, let alone the fighting spirit and murderous intent of the other party.

　　Fang Yang knew that the moment fear arose in his heart, he had already lost.

　　But Fang Yang looked at his teammates and still did not hesitate to use his last remaining strength.King Nanming looked at the two green dragons in front of him, laughed wildly and said: "I can kill a dragon, let alone a mere green dragon?" He slashed with his sword again, and this time he cut off the remaining tail of the green dragon, and also cut off the last remaining proud in Fang Yang's heart.

　　He was born the proud son of heaven, and he used to go smoothly in Mingzong. He has always been pretentious, but he didn't know the truth that there are people outside of people, and there is heaven outside of heaven.

　　Seeing the pitch-black magic knife containing endless magic energy slashing towards him, Fang Yang could only show a wry smile.

　　At this moment, I saw a ruthless killing intent descending from the sky, this sword energy is unparalleled in the world!

　　Thirty thousand miles across and nineteen cold states!